"When you see a woman you like, there is no reason to let go. As long as your skin is thick enough, with your kid's posture and means, you can still run?" Sima Ling looked like he hated iron but not steel.

"The kid has been taught, but can you change the word 'posture'?" Xiao Xuan thought for a moment that he had become a little lady with a pink face, scratching his head and posing, and suddenly felt a chill.

Xiao Xuan is now extremely suspicious of Lao Gao's vision of people, just this treacherous old man, still wants to study Confucian classics and Buddhism?

"Lord Zhuguo, do you seem to be very happy?" Xiao Xuan moved his butt and chose a more comfortable sitting position, with his legs crossed on his knees, like a scoundrel.

"What's the most important thing to be alive?" Sima Ling leaned back in the chair, comfortably enjoying this kind of leisure time, and said leisurely: "Of course I'm happy!"

Xiao Xuan sneered: "Lord Shangzhu, isn't your favorite youngest son just dead, and he can still be happy?"

Xiao Yun looked at the old man suspiciously, although she didn't communicate much with the old man, but she knew that the old man had always preferred the young son Sima Cuo, and his son was stabbed to death, the old man was not only not sad, but very happy, like a nobody, this is too abnormal, if it wasn't for Xiao Xuan's reminder, Xiao Yun in a state of sadness and anxiety hadn't noticed it.

"This ......" Sima Ling suddenly knotted, and then said with a haha: "Look at my memory, I have forgotten this stubble......"

Xiao Xuan rolled his eyes, he could even forget his son's death, could he be more?

"Old man, hurry up and hand over my brother-in-law, otherwise don't blame me for turning my face!" Xiao Xuan snorted.

When Chen Xuanba heard that Xiao Xuan was going to turn his face with the white-bearded old man, he was suddenly shocked, and he didn't look at the water anymore, jumped over, pointed at Sima Ling with a huge Xuantie hammer and said, "Third brother, it's good to turn your face, watch me beat him!"

Sima Ling is not easy to mess with, he rolled up his sleeves and shouted: "Fight, fight, who is afraid of whom?"

Xiao Yun hurriedly pulled Xiao Xuan's sleeve, she was worried that Chen Xuanba and Sima Lingzhen would fight. Xiao Yun knows Chen Xuanba's bravery, and he is almost invincible when he starts to go crazy, and Sima Ling is over eighty years old, if there is really a three-long and two-short, not to mention that she will provoke her father to set up a strong enemy and cause great trouble, she will not be able to pass that level in her heart.

In the past five years, Sima Ling has treated her better than her daughter, and Sima Cuo also loves her wholeheartedly, and he doesn't mind that she once went to Xiling with the old Confucian who was over seventy years old.

Xiao Xuan gave Xiao Yun a reassuring look, although Chen Xuanba claimed to be invincible, he was not really invincible after all. Sima Ling can become the three and a half martial artists in Gao Shiqi's eyes together with the sword god Xie Liuyun and the Confucian saint Lu Zhongping, and he is trying to be the second Zhou Yafu in the five hundred years of the rivers and lakes, and his Xuangong cultivation will not be too low.

If he was really beaten to death by Chen Xuanba, he could only say that he deserved it, who called this old man to lack heart and eyes, and to pick difficult opponents to bully.

Chen Xuanba didn't have any gorgeous moves, straight to the point, directly smashed down with a hammer, a simple hammer seemed to carry the power of heaven and earth, when this hammer fell, on the heavy hammer of Xuantie, wind and fire converged, thunder and lightning, like two hammers of thunder from outside the sky.

Xiao Xuan's face showed surprise, Chen Xuanba was really strong when he was strong, and the power of this hammer had surpassed any of his moves against Yan Wushuang, the Holy Envoy of the Ghost Valley.

"Is there a thunderbolt and thunder? Sima Ling held it up with one hand, the wind blew strongly, and the hammer carrying the thunder fire was held up by Sima Ling like that, which was freehand, and there was really a little bit of the otherworldly meaning of a Confucian sage.

Xiao Xuan's eyes flashed with a look of shock and jealousy, the strength of this eighty-year-old man was far beyond his expectations, he thought that Sima Ling's strength might be stronger than Chen Xuanba, but it would never be too strong, but now it seems that Sima Ling may be higher than Chen Xuanba.

Chen Xuanba is taking the path of indomitable hegemony, invincible in the same realm, if it were not for the suppression of the absolute realm, it would never be possible to take this hammer so easily.

"The three sect cultivators are really so terrifying?" Xiao Xuan's eyes flashed with a flash of heat, and he remembered what the Sword Emperor Lu Guimeng had told him, if Xuangong cultivation reached the realm of Zhou Yafu, the martial god five hundred years ago, he might be able to destroy the Ghost Valley with the power of one person.

However, Xiao Xuan quickly dispelled the idea of practicing the three sects, the domineering of the soldiers, the elegance of the Taoists, and the elegance of the Taoists, you can still give it a try, but the mystical method of Buddhism is really not something he can comprehend. Xiao Xuan knows his own problems very well, he has a big grudge, and it is difficult to achieve the heart in Buddhism and Xuanfa is like stopping water, the heart is uneven, the water is not quiet, and it is difficult for him to have an epiphany.

"I practice my sword, the Buddha comes to destroy the Buddha, and the Tao comes to tread the way!" Xiao Xuan involuntarily grasped the handle of the dawn with both hands, and suddenly found that he had established a wonderful connection with the dawn in his hand.

Sima Ling glanced at Xiao Xuan in surprise, and his evaluation of Xiao Xuan rose to a higher level, after seeing the power of the fusion of the three sects, he could still keep his heart, this concentration and understanding, not to mention the transcendent and peerless, at least it was rare.

Xuangong practice is the most taboo half-hearted, so ambitious, practice should actually be the first to cultivate the mind and then self-cultivation, the vast majority of martial artists have forgotten to cultivate the mind, so the higher the realm, the more difficult it is to make an inch, the root of it, but the state of mind can not keep up with the realm of Xuangong.

The Confucian saint Lu Zhongping is recognized by the world as a great Confucian, and is known as a Confucian sage second only to the master throughout the ages. When he was young, he was slow to react, he couldn't even read clearly, and was considered a useless waste material, and he read a Taoist book for 70 years before he saw the doorway, and on the westward road, he stepped on the visions of thousands of heavens and the earth, and then stepped on the vast heavenly road, wandering thousands of miles, and became a Confucian saint in one fell swoop.

Daomen Confucianism is the most important to the heart, where the body goes, Lu Zhongping can once enlighten the Tao, although it is unusual, but it is not accidental, try to ask the world, who can read and talk about thousands of words of Taoism for 70 years, maybe Lu Zhongping only took seven days to read the book, but it took 70 years to understand the way in the book, the way of the world, the way of heaven and earth.

"The Sword Emperor only taught me one trick to split, without any mental methods and changes, it turns out that this trick can not only cultivate the mind but also cultivate the body!" Xiao Xuan never questioned Lu Guimeng's sincerity in teaching him, but he still didn't understand the meaning of this simple move.

At this moment, although Xiao Xuan's Xuangong cultivation is still zero, as long as he draws his sword, the martial artists of the Qi Refining Realm in the lower three realms may be killed in one sword. Of course, if you can't kill the enemy with a single sword, you can only wait to be killed.

......

Sima Ling's "Breeze and Moon" can hold up Chen Xuanba's heavy hammer, but it can't support Chen Xuanba's anger, especially being so despised, since Chen Xuanba went into battle at the age of thirteen to kill the enemy, he has never encountered it.

Chen Xuanba's eyes turned red, the muscles of his originally thin body swelled, and with the sound of roaring dragons, Chen Xuanba's hands suddenly pressed down, Sima Ling's color changed and finally changed, and the ground under the feet of the two began to crack inch by inch, and then exploded with a bang.