The trip to the Heavenly Road has ended, and the five hundred disciples have lost more than a dozen, and they are all silent about the matter of the Heavenly Road, and the Dao Sect has issued a ban, and Ye Qingguan is also happy to do so. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It's just that many of the sword techniques they brought out from the Heavenly Road have become the hottest things in the Daomen, and many disciples have obtained the treasure, which makes the Taoist heritage a little stronger.

Ye Qingguan also symbolically handed over a few sword techniques, but the most important thing was to keep them for himself.

Wudang Mountain is extremely clean, only the old man who poured vegetables was worried about the final bet, he didn't expect it to be a draw, he was ready to accept the gambling money of the old cow's nose.

"The Heavenly Road is actually broken, how can the Heavenly Road be broken?" the old man has been muttering these words for the past few days, wondering how the relics left by the saint could be broken.

Ye Qingguan couldn't tell the matter of Tianlu because of the restrictions of the Daomen, and the old man only heard the news, and he didn't know more, and he was very curious about what Ye Qingguan saw and heard on Tianlu.

The Dao Gate is clean, Ye Qingguan is also preparing to cultivate for a period of time, since he left the Sage Mansion, he has been fighting all the way, and he has encountered the strongest of the strong, An Lanxuan, who has a mysterious origin, is suspected to be the reincarnation of a big man, and the power of flying immortals makes him tired to deal with.

There are also three of the eight Xuanjian, each of which has forced him into a desperate situation, and the final battle with Zang Feng has even more of a jade.

In fact, he was also very curious about how he survived the last battle, he was very sure that he was killed in the battle and his consciousness was gone, but after waking up, he found that he was saved by the old Taoist.

This is the biggest doubt and incomprehension in his heart, but there is nowhere to verify.

Time passed slowly in Qing Xiu, and Ye Qingguan obtained dozens of sword techniques on the Heavenly Road, which was enough to warm his sword intent and let it reach a small success.

After the old man knew about it, he was shocked, and he realized his own sword intent before he was twenty years old, and it was the first time he had seen it.

I have to say that Ye Qingguan has a unique understanding of swords, and he was born for swords.

Two months have passed, the wind and rain on the rivers and lakes have intensified, and the sword sect list is constantly changing, but Ye Qingguan's name has always been in the first place, and no one can shake it.

It's just that two months have passed, and Ye Qingguan seems to have disappeared from the world, and many people think that he has died with Zang Feng, after all, if the three top swordsmen can survive in Lian Zhan, it will really be against the sky.

In the past two months, the sword intent in Ye Qingguan's body has become more and more condensed, and it has almost become a shrunken sword, and the sword intent penetrates the body, which is extremely terrifying.

What Ye Qingguan didn't know was that at this time, outside Tiandao Mountain, an uninvited guest he was very familiar with came to the mountain gate!

"What's going on?" Ye Qingguan stood on the top of the mountain and saw that many disciples had gathered at the bottom of the mountain, standing at the mountain gate, faintly confronting others.

"Who else dares to come to Tiandao Mountain to provoke?" Ye Qingguan's eyes widened, and he admired this person who came up to the mountain gate.

The heritage of the Daomen is not something that ordinary people can afford, the sage Lu has been closed for 20 years, but the Daomen has been developing, although the Wudang Mountain has declined, but the other peaks have become stronger and stronger.

I'm really curious about who dares to come here to cause trouble.

There was nothing to do, Ye Qingguan walked down Wudang Mountain with curiosity, and walked towards the mountain gate, wanting to see who the sacredness was.

"Uncle Junior. ”

"Uncle Junior. ”

The disciples I saw along the way all saluted Ye Qingguan respectfully, and on the road to heaven, Ye Qingguan and Guan Shanyue fought to a par, which is enough to show that he is extraordinary, and these two have also become the youngest uncles of the younger generation.

Ye Qingguan bowed in return, and when they walked to the mountain gate together, they saw an extremely familiar figure, which made his eyes widen instantly.

A moon-white dress fluttering, hair like a waterfall, hanging down to the hip line, slender willow waist, slender jade legs, bare feet, standing in the air, not stained with dust.

Her facial features are still so exquisite, her skin is like mutton fat jade, her eyebrows are beautiful, her nose is straight, and her lips are ruddy, flashing with a faint luster.

Seeing that the person who came turned out to be such an outstanding woman, many disciples were in a daze, even many female disciples could see that they were divine, and in front of such a woman, they felt ashamed of themselves.

That's right, this person is An Lanxuan, I haven't seen her for a long time, her temperament has become more and more dusty, she really looks like a fairy in the dust of the nine heavens, which makes people can't bear to blaspheme.

Standing opposite her at this time was a woman who was also extremely beautiful, Yun Zhongyue, who was about the same age as Ye Qingguan, but her rank was one level higher than him, she was one of the two moons of Daomen, and she was even more amazing than Guan Shanyue.

"Your Excellency came to my Taoist house, why did you come to your house?" Yun Zhongyue was dressed in an azure dress, also barefoot, standing half a foot on the ground, surrounded by faint clouds, a little more cold than An Lanxuan, and a little less holy.

"Come and get something. An Lanxuan's lips opened lightly, and his breath was like a landoux.

Yun Zhongyue's eyes flashed with a faint brilliance: "Come to my Taoist house to pick up things, Your Excellency went to the wrong door, right?"

"Yuechi, this doesn't seem to be your Daomen's thing, right?" An Lanxuan opened his mouth and said what he meant.

Ye Qingguan's heart suddenly brightened, he had heard her say that Yuechi had a close relationship with her, and it was near Tiandao Mountain, so it turned out that she came here for this.

An Lanxuan's eyes swept among the disciples, but he caught a glimpse of a familiar face, and his gaze gradually froze, staring at Ye Qingguan.

Ye Qingguan was also embarrassed for a while, he didn't expect to be recognized by her, he knew that he was an acquaintance who went up the mountain, so he didn't come here, but now it's okay.

"So you're not dead. An Lanxuan looked at Ye Qingguan and spit out such a sentence after a while.

All the disciples were startled at the same time, and their eyes fell on Ye Qingguan's body.

"Uncle Junior, do you know her?" a female disciple of Cihang Peak looked at Ye Qingguan with big eyes and a look of surprise.

Ye Qingguan coughed a few times in embarrassment: "I've met a few times." ”

"Little uncle?" An Lanxuan heard the female disciple's address to Ye Qingguan, his eyes flickered, and he looked at Ye Qingguan with a smile, meaningful, "I haven't seen you for a few days, you have become a little uncle of the Taoist family." ”

"Of course, our little uncle is the strongest. An eleven or twelve-year-old female disciple wore pigtails and said very proudly, which made Ye Qingguan even more embarrassed.

"Senior nephew, do you know her?" Yun Zhongyue spoke at this time, and glanced at Ye Qingguan deeply, and the words senior nephew bit very hard.

An Lanxuan's eyes flashed again, but he didn't expect Yun Zhongyue's seniority to be higher, and he turned out to be an ancestor-level figure.

"If that's the case, I'm the same generation as Shang Yuanzi, should you also call me uncle?" An Lanxuan looked at Yun Zhongyue and seemed to be smiling.

Yun Zhongyue's light eyes looked at An Lanxuan: "Master's name, how can you insult it?"

"Xiao Yezi, call the ancestor to listen. An Lanxuan looked at Ye Qingguan again, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ye Qingguan was so embarrassed that he almost vomited blood, his uncle fought, and his disciple suffered!