"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect" is the supreme secret book of Qingcheng Xianmen, and the power of this "Songxi Sword" in the hands of Zhou Sanyang can be seen, the endless sword light shrouds this square inch of the world, and the trembling sound is like the hissing of thousands of summer cicadas, which makes people impetuous, and the blood is churning, and it is even more sloppy towards Bao Wenzheng. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The waning moon and Qingping Sword are three feet away, and the sword light is delicately intertwined like a machine, facing the "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect" sword formation, which is waiting for the sword formation, and under the blessing of the sword spirit of the "Qingping Sword", the sword light goes straight into the sword array for more than a zhang, but it is like falling into a spider's web......

Although Bao Wenzheng has comprehended the sword principle of "carrying love with the sword", he has no choice but to cultivate it as a judgment like mud, how can the ordinary inner family true qi be compared with the immortal family exercises;

"Wednesday Yang, you dare!"

Lu Sanniang's anger was like a phoenix roaring for nine days, the mask was frosty, the killing intent was fierce, the three-foot green silk was windless and automatic, fluttering, and the sword trick had already been pinched between the electric light and flint, driving the Qingping sword in the hand of Bao Wenzheng for the time being, and the blue light appeared at a glance, blocking the attack of the fierce sword array of "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect".

The slender body rose against the wind, the clothes around the body fluttered, just like the cold plum and proud snow on the branches, the white streamer and the magic of the hands flowed up, more like the fairy who fell into the dust showed a graceful posture, the meaning of solitude, when the moth eyebrows were frowning, it had already opened the supreme mastery of the Emei Immortal Gate "Heaven Splitting Sword Codex".

Zhou Yang turned a deaf ear, the thousands of sword lights were like pouring rain, and in an instant, they smashed through the dense qi evolved by Qingping Sword, and they wanted to damage Bao Wenzheng's Dao Ji, and even died on the spot!

said that it was too late and that was fast, the Huijing Master of Hengshan Xianmen was too angry, and the dust in his hand was swaying, and a mountain smashed down towards the sword array of "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect", and it was even more faintly shrouded in the body of "Songxi Sword" Zhou Yang, and if he didn't stop, he would be seriously injured and defeated!

For Master Hengshan Huijing, although the five immortal gates are short and long on weekdays, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages of Zhongxing Zhengdao Xianmen, so they have always been happy to see it.

However, if it is to dominate the Five Immortal Sect, it is necessary to strangle the master disciple of the Emei Immortal Gate who has comprehended the "sword with love" sword Taoism, and kill this young man who is chivalrous and righteous in the rivers and lakes, what is the difference between this behavior and the demons and monsters?

The Baimang Mountain and the Nine Secluded Streams are like tigers and wolves on the side, and the righteous path of the immortal gate is undoubtedly a fool's dream!

Wednesday Yang felt a chill in his heart, knowing that although he could kill this Bao Wenzheng on the spot, if he broke the affection with Emei Xianmen and Hengshan Xianmen one after another, it was not said that the Xiongtu Ba who intended to integrate the Five Immortal Sects would come to naught, and even the "same qi and branches" of the Five Immortal Gates would be frequent because of this.

There is a severity of the matter, even if this "sword cultivation wizard" has the heavenly and earthly treasures of the Emei Immortal Mansion to enhance his cultivation, but the "Heaven Splitting Sword Codex" requires at least more than ten years of ink and wash kung fu, but there is no need to rush for a while, and now Lu Sanniang and Huijing are too mangs on their backs, and they can't go their own way.

Wednesday Yang Lang smiled, and when the big sleeves were flying, he formed a formation of "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect" to protect himself, and his body also retreated lightly, stopping in front of Huangluan Mountain to show a more free and easy air like a fairy, and the thousands of sword lights were like tired birds returning to their nests, all of which lingered towards the "Songxi Sword", and the gorgeous and dense sword brilliance reflected the world.

The outstanding people of Qingcheng Immortal Gate, one of the five immortals, Zhou Yang, is not in vain!

"Mrs. Huijing, Sister Lu!" Zhou Yang shook his head and sighed in a pretended loneliness, and said with a profound artistic conception: "Do you still think that I will miss and hurt him!"

Pretending to be misunderstood, a hint of displeasure appeared on his cheeks, and he turned around and walked to the side and stood with his hands in his hands, his clothes swaying in the wind, just wanting to ride the wind away, and said no more.

Lu Sanniang slowly walked in front of Bao Wenzhengde, sneered on her fair cheeks, and said sarcastically: "Senior Brother Zhou is clever, and my little sister is also admired. ”

"It's just that your faction's "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect" is too exquisite, and it is already a blessing to have a fate, so I can only thank Senior Brother Zhou for his kindness!"

Lu Sanniang's words, who listened to it, clearly said that Zhou Yang had a lot of excuses, but it was just grandstanding, if there was a word of heart, how could he suddenly use a hot hand and risk killing Bao Wenzheng on the spot.

Since the situation has not reached the point where it cannot be turned around, it can only be gently exposed, and it is necessary to leave a little face for each other, and it cannot be ruined The friendship of the five immortals can not be damaged.

Bao Wenzheng pretended to be shocked, and a feeling of admiration appeared on his cheeks behind him, and he took a few steps forward to salute and said respectfully: "Thank you Immortal Master Zhou for your advice, but Wenzheng's qualifications are dull, but he failed to comprehend it, which is really embarrassing." ”

As the so-called gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late, and again: if you want to take it, you must give it first!

Lu Sanniang glanced at Bao Wenzheng in astonishment, seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake, although he was a little puzzled, but he was also relieved, and secretly thought to himself that Bao Wenzheng must not know the power of this "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect".

"Fellow Daoists, this time I met with Huangluan Mountain, and the aftermath is not over, but Emei and the little sister have long felt independent on their shoulders, and they will be carefully taught from now on, so they will accompany them less. Lu Sanniang gave his hand to Master Huijing and Yuankong Zen Master to give gifts, Qingping Sword floated in the air with colorful glow, and then turned a deaf ear to Hengshan Xianmen Liu Qingfeng's words of retention, and actually never looked at Zhou Yang of Qingcheng Xianmen again, and the portable bag Wenzheng rose with a sword and went straight into Qingming.

A layer of light shielded the howling wind, Bao Wen was standing on the sword body, clearly seeing the wisps of white clouds, which seemed to be twisted between his fingers, his thoughts flew over, and his thoughts were flying, and the hatred of the rest of his life after the catastrophe had already been hidden in his heart, and he followed Lu Sanniang towards the Emei Immortal Mansion.

Emei Mountain, which is located at the foot of Shu Mountain, has the name of "many immortal mountains in Shu, Emei Miao is difficult to match", and there are poems:

Emei is beautiful in the world, the weather is thousands, a mountain contains four seasons, ten miles of different days.

All things sprout in the new spring, flowers are fresh in summer, red leaves are bright in autumn, and ice is wrapped in rock in midwinter.

The double bridge is clear and beautiful, the thunder cave is full of clouds and smoke, the spirit rock is stacked with jade, and the rainbow of Luofeng is turned.

On the night of the new moon in Xiangchi, Hong Chunxiao rained; Daping appreciates the snow, and the nine elders meet the gods.

That sword light came from the top of the sea of clouds in an instant, and I saw the Emei Immortal Mountain wrapped in silver in the distance, with mountains and mountains, one after another, still vaguely highlighting the graceful and soft style, just like the indescribable coldness of a young woman with a light veil.

Emei Immortal Mansion is located in the fairy mountain, the clouds and mist connected with the snow, a sword light fell in the ethereal, the piercing chill from the clothes pervasive, even Bao Wenzheng "Ming Yugong" is also a little trembling, open the mouth to speak is the white mist lingering.

Lu Sanniang stretched out her wrist and waved her hand, the mountain wall that was originally climbed by green moss was ethereal, like flowing water, and suddenly she saw the Qionglou Yuyu at the other end, carved beams and paintings, and more cranes and green lakeside wandering, the delicate plum blossom branches were more dewdrops lingering, and a refreshing breath was coming.

Lu Sanniang took Bao Wen Zhengmai and walked into the Emei Immortal Mansion, and said: "My Emei Immortal Mansion is one of the five immortal gates, and I want to kill demons and eliminate demons and maintain the common people in the world as my own responsibility.

"Keep in mind!"

Bao Wenzheng put his posture very low, and said respectfully, but he was hopeful in his heart, in the past three months, he has been wandering the rivers and lakes, killing corrupt officials, eliminating bullies, and breaking out of the round-up of officers and soldiers several times, and fighting to the death with Laiyang Town and evil ghosts, winning the name of chivalry, and finally being able to truly enter the Daomen.

With the power of self-preservation, you can wait for the opportunity to go to Baimang Mountain and Jiu Youjian to really start to complete the system tasks, and you are one step closer to returning to the Shifting Flower Palace.

In the palace of Emei Xianfu, Lu Sanniang turned the lotus step lightly and took Bao Wenzheng towards the ancestral hall of the patriarch, the ancestral hall is fragrant and often burning, and the spiritual positions arranged in order are from top to bottom, all of them are the ancestors of the Emei Immortal Mansion in the past dynasties, most of them are in order to kill demons and eliminate demons, and bless the people in the world and have no chance to become immortals.

Lu Sanniang kowtowed to the incense, offered it to the incense burner, and then looked back at the righteous words and said: "Bao Wenzheng, you are willing to worship my Emei Immortal Gate, take it as your responsibility to kill demons and demons, and you will not regret your death!"

"The disciple is willing!" Bao Wenzheng lifted his robe and put on his clothes, knelt on the ground, and said respectfully.

"Bao Wenzheng, you may hold the precepts of my Emei Immortal Sect, one is not to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, and the other is not to pass on the exercises privately......

Bao Wenzheng knelt on the ground, listening to Lu Sanniang's talk about the rules and precepts of Emei Xianmen, his face and hope and longing appeared, as if he could worship this Emei Xianmen, it was a blessing.

"The disciple can hold it!"

After Lu Sanniang carefully explained the rules and precepts, she immediately replied respectfully.

"Since you can hold it, kowtow to the master!" Lu Sanniang smiled, her slender body stood up, she never expected that she would be able to get this good apprentice this time, and she had already comprehended the sword cultivation wizard of "carrying love with the sword".