Chapter 82: Can't Step on (Part 3)

chatted with Ma Lao for a long time, and told some of the things he had seen and heard, of course, Liu Zheng naturally omitted to mention it.

After listening to this, Ma Lao sighed that it was better to go to the mortal world and hone your state of mind! Compared to the same door, you are even more lucky, and you can advance to the twelfth layer of qi training!"

"I owe Gu Zhenren fifteen high-grade spirit stones!" Jia Jia's echo was a little muffled.

Ma Lao lowered his head and pondered, muttering Gu Lang in his mouth, his surname is Gu? Could it be that little doll? Yes, it's him! I didn't expect him to form a golden pill at such a young age! I have been on Ming Zhao Peak for too long, but I don't even know the changes in the wind and clouds outside, and I thought that this divine sword was still in Qin Ya's hands!"

Ma Lao didn't talk to Jia Jia, he just talked to himself there.

Xiao Dan saw that one of the two lowered his head and pondered, and the other held his cheeks to distract, fluttering his wings and flying towards Jia Jia, biting Jia Jia's clothes and dragging them out.

Looking at Xiao Dan's head held high, Jia Jia couldn't help but smile: Xiao Dan wants me to play with it!"Okay, okay!" Jia Jia rubbed its head, "Cai, I'm not in a hurry to cultivate, I'll play with you for a while!"

Tibetan Sword Peak. Law Enforcement Hall.

There were three or three monks dressed in black who walked through the front of the hall, and their steady footsteps suddenly paused, as if they felt something, and when they looked up, they saw a magic weapon in the shape of a flying boat flying towards this side.

Among the few monks who stopped in the hall, some people immediately shouted in surprise Gu Lang, but after a spring and autumn, you are gone?"

The man was a young man, with red lips and white teeth, and a beautiful appearance, obviously a man but with a pair of apricot eyes, a smile between his eyebrows and eyes, and he looked very harmless.

The young man with a long body in the boat-shaped magic weapon glanced at him when he heard this, and the index finger of his left hand tapped the flying boat as if unintentionally, and the flying boat suddenly sped up and sailed towards the monk, but in the blink of an eye, the young man with a long body and jade body took the flying boat and stood in front of the monk.

The tremendous momentum of the flying boat flew the ribbon of the young monk's hoop hair, and a green silk was draped loosely over the young monk's shoulders.

"Hahaha, where did a beautiful woman dressed as a man come from!" The young man who walked not far away was dressed in a peach-colored Luo shirt, holding a folding fan that never leaves his hand all year round, dressed gorgeously, like a romantic king and grandson in the mortal world.

The apricot-eyed young man suddenly became angry Duan Yu, go back to your Heavenly Machine Palace, come to our Hidden Sword Peak to do it?"

"Smack!" Duan Yu opened the folding fan to cover the lower half of his face, "Yo, it turned out to be our beautiful original trace junior brother, the foolish brother was clumsy, he didn't see it at first, but this room is to make amends to you!"

"Hmph!" Yuan Zhen snorted and turned his head, pointed the back of his head at Duan Yu, and only said to Gu Lang, whose complexion had not changed, Don't you hold the Divine Sword in your hand?

Gu Lang is an out-and-out sword cultivator, and the original traces are also the sword cultivators! Flying swords, combat swords, and swords are not separated from the body! Therefore, in addition to walking with people, sword cultivation is usually the flight of the sword alone, and for hundreds of thousands of years, the sword cultivation and the sword seem to have formed an unchanging tradition.

Gu Langben also flew with a sword. But two years ago, after passing on the sword and sword slashing sword, the peachwood sword used was sealed.

Not to be tolerated is to be jealous is mediocre. If you have to pass on the Divine Sword, how can no one be jealous? Although Yuan Zhen is happy and convinced, he is always a little surprised! Seeing that Gu Lang could only use the flying magic weapon when he was flying, he said a few words to him.

Gu Lang didn't say much, with a movement of his right hand, the God Slashing Knife was unsheathed, and with a stroke of his fingertips, he sent the God Slashing Sword to him horizontally.

Yuan Zhen's eyes lit up suddenly, looking at the slashing knife that stopped in front of him, the blade flashed with purple lightning, and couldn't help but reach out and touch it, only to make a move, and said, The sour grape psychology appeared!

Gu Lang's words were not much, seeing that Gu Lang did not react in the slightest, this Divine Cutting Knife stopped in front of him like this, just by raising his foot and stepping on it, he could fly around with the Divine Cutting Knife, the original trace involuntarily rubbed his palms, his eyes lit up, he jumped towards the Divine Sword, and said in his heart: Divine Sword, I am here! Thinking so, he jumped towards the Divine Sword.

When he jumped into the air, Gu Lang, who had been silent, lightly opened his mouth with the Divine Slashing Knife, which is the face of my Kunlun!"

The original trace sweated like rain all of a sudden, and Duan Yu, who was shaking a paper fan and pretending to be romantic, suddenly laughed at the waist and laughed, junior brother of the original trace, Kunlun's face can't be stepped on!"

The original scar braked sharply in the air, and after all, it was dangerous, and he almost stepped on the sword and fell to the right.

"White-faced child, are you bumping into me?" This fall was also unfortunate, and it happened to fall on a black-faced Jin Dan body cultivator surnamed Li, his already dark face was even darker, he glared at the original mark fiercely, pushed him hard, and walked forward.

The original mark was glared at by him, and pushed again. Just as he was in shock, Duan Yu walked a few steps and walked in front of him, Senior Brother Yuanji, don't you blame Senior Uncle Li, it's just that unfortunately, he hates the appearance of his junior brother the most!" he smiled and fanned the folding fan in his hand, his expression full of schadenfreude

This Uncle Li is indeed the man who hates red lips and white teeth the most. Although most of the Kunlun group cultivators are celibate, there are also some who have dual cultivators. This Uncle Li also fell in love when he was young, and had a very good relationship with a female cultivator, and the two agreed to form a double monk once they got married.

Both of them are highly qualified, and they have only been around for a hundred years. The two of them married one after the other, and when the time was ripe, they held this double cultivation ceremony. However, taking advantage of this period of effort, this female cultivator went out to take on a task, and in that task, she got acquainted with a Shushan sword cultivator who was also a Dan, and for a while, the female cultivator did not report to the master, so she double-cultivated with the Shushan sword cultivator!

The matter has come to this point, the two of them have intentions before they are in love, but poor Uncle Li has been waiting for a few years, and this is the result that he has been waiting for. Fortunately, he was mentally resolute, not only did he not ruin his cultivation, but he went to the next level, defeating the Shushan sword cultivator in an alliance battle decades ago, and he could be regarded as earning back face. The appearance of the Shu Mountain Sword Cultivator was exactly the appearance of a red face and white teeth, and this Uncle Li had been extremely disgusted with the white-faced child since then.

A male cultivator with such an appearance as the original trace fell on his body, and this Uncle Li naturally would not give a good face!

Gu Lang stepped forward and took the slashing sword, let the two stay behind, and stepped into the law enforcement hall.

The person who was sitting in the hall and looking at the jade slip with his hand was more beautiful than a woman, but he had his own temperament. Hearing the footsteps, he raised his head, and a smile flashed in his eyes, earlier than I thought!"

"Master!" Gu Lang took two steps forward but suddenly knelt down, "I took the initiative to give up." Lock Demon Tower, we're losing!"

"Get up and talk back!" Qin Ya said, her wide sleeves swaying slightly, Gu Lang only felt a strong support for his body, and the whole person stood up involuntarily.

Withdrawing his hand, he glanced at Gu Lang and said lightly with two words.

"Let's ......" Gu Lang lowered his head and described the matter in detail, Qin Ya nodded with the same expression when he heard this, it was reasonable, this was the choice of the master, he would not blame!

Gu Lang took the Divine Slashing Knife and shook his right hand, and a brocade box jumped on it, but fortunately, my Kunlun Sect disciple got the Heaven Hunting Ring, and it was not worth the trip!"

Qin Ya suddenly got up, stepped in front of him, opened the brocade box, and the glowing green Sky Hunting Ring came into view Lost the Lock Demon Tower, won the Sky Hunting Ring, and I don't know who won and who lost this morning?" Qin Ya said, raising her eyebrows, and in an instant, there was a little more vividness in that cold temperament.

Closed the brocade box and stuffed it back into Gu Lang's hand, you came in a hurry, you haven't seen the head yet, take the brocade box and go to Tai'a Feng to meet you, and then come to see me!"

"Yes!" Gu Lang accepted the brocade box, pursed his lips, and was about to leave, but his footsteps were stunned and said, The Hunting Heaven Ring was obtained by an outer disciple of Ming Zhaofeng named Lian Jiajia!

"Oh?" Qin Ya tilted her head slightly towards him, waiting for his next step.

When Gu Lang saw this, he knew that Shizun understood, but he clearly asked him to say it and asked Shizun to prepare early!"

"I'm here, you can go!" The corners of Qin Ya's mouth were hooked, a smile appeared on her face, and she patted Gu Lang's shoulder, "Some, the head of the sect came to our Tibetan Sword Peak Niu to drink a cup of tea before, and his temper may not be very good, you should take care of it more!"

"Disciple has gone!" Gu Lang said, turning around and walking out of the Law Enforcement Hall.

Hearing that Gu Lang came out of the law enforcement hall and ignored the two of them and left in the flying boat, only Duan Yu and Yuan Zhen were left in front of the hall, one angry and one frivolous quarrel.

The right hand made a gesture, and a masked monk dressed in black appeared out of thin air beside Qin Ya!" The man called in a low voice.

"Ming Zhaofeng Lianjia, take the information of this outer disciple and show it to me!"

"Yes!" the masked monk disappeared in an instant, but in a moment, a cyan jade slip appeared in his hand, "It's all here!"

After taking it and only glancing at it slightly, Qin Ya's eyebrows moved slightly, so little?

"Her background is simple!" the masked monk whispered.

Qin Ya didn't say much, the pillar of incense in the furnace had not yet burned to one-fifth, Qin Ya returned the cyan jade slip to the masked monk and lightly deducted the case You go to change the original sword, no, he went out, and now he is not in the Sword Peak. In this way, call Xu Feng, Pei Sanhuan, and Xue You to see me! Go and come back quickly!"

"Yes!" the masked monk replied, and the figure disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared, and only Qin Ya was sitting in the hall, surrounded by the curling smoke, and the figure loomed.

Chapter 82 Can't be stepped on

Chapter 82