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This mountain from ancient times, is the royal garden land, Lishan has many peaks, on the peak of each dynasty and each generation of the palace villas.

Except for the third peak after entering the mountain.

The peak is not a palace or a villa, but it is a majestic Taoist view.

On this day, a person came down from the peak.

He walked along the stone steps around the mountain, step by step, not fast, but with each step, he was extremely firm.

About a little bit of a day's view, you can walk halfway up the mountain.

He stopped, rested his strength for a moment, wiped the beads of sweat that were slightly soaked from his forehead, and looked at the peak with clear eyes, with anticipation in his eyes.

This person was carrying a sword and a stick cross-legged behind him, and it was Jian Chen.

That day in the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines, after Xiao Mohe explained to him what he needed to save Hua Xiangrong, he pointed him out of the secret path out of the valley.

And An An wanted to follow, but Xiao Mohe said that Hua Xiangrong was a woman, and there were many inconveniences in daily care, so he hoped that An An would stay so that she could take care of her.

As for Guan Ping, Xiao Mohe asked him to be a coolie, and if he didn't repair the two scars in the sea of flowers and a leak that he smashed a hole in, he would have to think of a valley in this life.

Yes, the last one to come out was Jian Chen.

He found a small pavilion halfway up the mountain, rested for a while, and couldn't help but fold his fingers again and carefully count the days.

Three days have passed since he left the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines.

Xiao Mohe fed Hua Xiangrong another authentic Nine Transformation Soul Determination Pill that day, but because An An had already fed one before, it had already been discounted in terms of effectiveness.

The Soul Fixing Pill, which could have saved his life for eighty-one days, is now only available for sixty-three days.

Time was pressing, Jian Chen came out of the valley, he didn't dare to slack off, and according to Xiao Mohe's instructions, the starry night did not stop, fortunately, the Pure Yang Sword Palace was originally on the Li Mountain near Chang'an, and it was not far from the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines.

And among the three things mentioned, the Brahma Hanmang Sword is the most important, and if there is no sword, the other two things are useless to find.

Therefore, Jian Chen immediately decided that his first step to becoming a public enemy of martial arts would start with this Pure Yang Sword Palace.

He didn't dare to stay longer, he just wiped the beads of sweat a little, and then went up again.

When, when, when——!

After walking for a short time, I suddenly heard a heavy and loud bell ringing in the Taoist temple on the peak.

Listen quietly, the bell rang twelve times before it stopped.

He is also strange, it is not noon or night at this time, and it is even more impossible to be morning class time, what is the bell to do?

I didn't think much about it, maybe the rules of the Pure Yang Sword Palace were not known if the bell was ringed at this moment, so I moved forward again.

Halfway up the mountain is said to be halfway up the mountain, but it is not far from the peak, and it has only been another hour away, and in the distance, the huge Taoist temple door hole is already in sight.

Even the two Taoists guarding the door on the left and right of the door hole have also been faintly seen.

He was happy in his heart, and with the expectation of what happened, his feet sped up a little.

After all, the Pure Yang Sword Palace is said to be the right way, and if he feels that he took the sword to save people, it is unknown to hand over Brahma Hanmang to him.

Although this possibility ...... It's too small to be reckoned with.

The thought turned over in his heart, and in just a few breaths, he was near.

When I got closer, I saw the two young Taoists guarding the door, each with a white veil wrapped around their arms, and their expressions were also a little sad.

Jian Chen's heart couldn't help but sink.

It seems that in the Taoist temple, there must be a certain big man who passed away.

Coincidentally, it happened to be the time when he asked to go up the mountain, and now, I am afraid that there will be more than half of the hope in case.

"Who's coming?"

He was hesitating, and the two Taoists had already discovered his figure, and immediately shouted.

There was unkindness in the tone, and it was really a sign of a bad mood.

It's all coming, and there is no reason to retreat.

Jian Chen stepped forward and bowed his hand: "The two Dao Masters, who are disciples of the Sword Shrine, came to Guiguan today to ask to see a senior. ”

"Sword Shrine?" The two Dao Chiefs looked a little pale, but they were a little stunned, as if they couldn't understand how the people in the Sword Shrine, who had been hidden for many years, could find Pure Yang today.

The person on the left returned the salute and said politely: "It turned out to be a disciple of the Sword Shrine, but I don't know who Your Excellency wants to see when you come to my Sword Palace?"

"Forehead......" Jian Chen touched the back of his head in embarrassment, and inquired: "I don't know if the Shura Hall Lord Soul Burning is really real, can you watch it?"

As soon as he said this, the faces of the two Daoists, who had already eased down, suddenly changed drastically.

With a bang, the swords in the hands of the two were already unsheathed.

The man who spoke earlier shouted, "Boy, who are you?!"

Jian Chen was stunned, how could he say that he would turn his face when he turned his face?

Hurriedly arched his hand and said, "There is no lie in the lower part, it is indeed a disciple of the Sword Shrine." ”

"Fart! You know that Kenzuka has not been born for a long time, and the two of us can't know your true face, yes or no?"

The other person's temper was even hotter, and he scolded angrily in his mouth, the tip of the sword connected the points, pulled out a few cold stars, and then rushed to attack the points around Jian Chen's body.

The second monk of Jian Chen was confused, why did he start without saying a word?

He flashed to the side, dodged the blade of the sword, and waved his hand again and again: "Two Dao Masters, is there any misunderstanding in this?"

"Misunderstand your grandma!"

The Daoist missed the blow, his face became even more cold, his footsteps shifted, and he pursued up.

This shout suddenly made Jian Chen's heart burn, and what he was choking in his chest in this life was the person he had never met close to him, and this person did not have half of the compassion of his family at all, and he insulted his family as soon as he came up.

How could he endure this?

can be sent to guard the door, it is conceivable that the cultivation of these two young Taoists is really not high, even his junior brother Yin Xiukong is not as good.

He didn't even bother to make Qian Feng, only between the movement of his body, his steps were slightly wrong, and he turned his body to move, and even if the Taoist who attacked with a sword was in front of him, his wrist suddenly hurt somehow.

When he came back to his senses, the sword in his hand had fallen into Jian Chen's hand.

Jian Chen didn't look at the sword, waved his arm, and threw it away.

Looking at the two of them who were suddenly a little frightened, he snorted, "You two, can you talk well now?"

How did you know that the surprise on the faces of the two people only appeared for a moment, and immediately turned into grief, and shouted angrily: "Good thief, there are really some means, you are not proud, and you must be told to leave today!"

As soon as the words fell, the Taoist who had lost his sword reached into his arms and touched it, took out a two-inch-long bamboo tube, and pinched it to the sky.

Bang——!

With a loud bang, a fiery red and bright fireball shot out from the bamboo tube, shooting straight into the sky.

You don't have to think about it to know that this is a signal for his Pure Yang Sword Palace to summon his fellow sects.

Jian Chen saw it, his face was also helpless, and he sighed, it's okay to be like this, in case someone is sensible, then he will say it.

After all, he has a request for the Pure Yang Sword Palace, and he doesn't want to make things too stiff, and he will be unlucky at that time.

simply stood aside with his hands down, and together with the two of them, quietly waited for the person of pure yang.

After sending the signal, the two Daoists kept staring at him vigilantly, for fear that Jian Chen would see that the situation was not good and slip away.

Seeing that he was unmoved at this moment, he was angry in his heart, and said angrily: "Boy, the palace master will come later, I want to see if you can still be so indifferent!"