When Chu Fei stepped on the sword path, he found that the surroundings had changed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info The mountain gate, which was obviously very desolate just now, has become green and green at this moment.

In the distance, there are several mountains that continue to rise. In the middle of it, there is a long sword that seems to pierce the sky, standing among the mountains.

The clear water flows, the smoke is filled, and all of a sudden, it is like a fairyland on earth.

This change is very different from the original scene under Cambridge, and after a little recollection, everyone has a feeling of being separated from the world.

Without anyone else's explanation, Chu Fei already knew that this was the usual measurement in the immortal cultivation world, and this thing was definitely a phantom array. The only thing that made Chu Fei puzzled was that this was obviously the Sword Sect, why was the environment so beautiful.

Compared with the Daoless Sword Sect, the Mo Yun Sect, which is famous for its Illusion Law, is a bit of a turtle. Although the Mo Yun Sect also encompassed the realm within a radius of dozens of miles, compared to the beautiful scenery of the Daoless Sword Sect, it did not have such a sense of paradise.

Chu Fei had forgotten the shock he felt when he first came to the Mo Yun Sect. At this moment, he who had just stepped into the Daoless Sword Sect also had a little bit of the immaturity he once had.

Slowly, the group walked on the sword road, and among these disciples, some people inadvertently said the words in their hearts.

"Ah, it's so beautiful here, if I become a disciple of the Daoless Sword Sect, it would be great. "The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is interesting. The sect master elder who walked in the front also kept this disciple in his heart.

"Sure enough, this time, although it is a martial arts competition, it is also a heart refining. If the heart of the red dust has not been polished, how can it build a foundation. You don't have the heart to be loyal to the sect, why does the sect invest resources to cultivate you. Just now, that person said that he wanted to join the Daoless Sword Sect, but the Daoless Sword Sect didn't look down on you. As soon as he said this, it was tantamount to giving up on Mo Yunzong. Alas, as long as you have talent, you can establish a sect, so where is there any loose cultivation in the world. This immortal cultivator also needs to cultivate the heart, the sect gathers people's hearts. ”

Fortunately, most of the disciples are not fools, and they know what to say and what not to say.

Slowly, Chu Fei had already taken out a pot of good wine in his hand, and drank the wine in a chic manner while following the big team.

After comfortably sucking the wine in the pot, Chu Fei smiled heartily: "Sure enough, it's a long way, and I, Chu, can only be accompanied by fine wine." This is a good life, why don't you join me and sing a song?"

As soon as these words came out, the seven strong men who took the lead in front felt their brows jump, and Chu Fei, who was not shocking, seemed to be ready to toss again.

On the next few sword paths, the disciples of the various sects all looked serious, and it was not easy for them to change. Among them, Zhao Jiutian of the Criminal Law Hall coughed a few times dryly, signaling Chu Fei not to toss.

But when Chu Fei heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "It seems that Elder Zhao is ready, then I, Chu, will take the lead with ugliness." Ready, get up..."After the happy confirmation was completed, he took another sip of wine, and then sang loudly: "Let's go, let's go, the stars in the sky are Beidou... Shoot when it's time to strike..."

The elders who were originally about to interrupt Chu Fei were stunned, but listening to Chu Fei's voice, their hearts, which were originally a little lost, seemed to have recovered a little.

The surrounding sects in their hearts on the sword path were also taken aback by this song, and they didn't think that Mo Yunzong actually had a guy singing on this extremely serious sword road.

But Chu Fei, this guy, drank two sips of wine at this time, but his heart became more and more chic. With the freedom in the heart, the heroism in the song is also more and more intense.

Gradually, some people in the Mo Yun Sect actually learned these two catchy singing voices and began to sing along with Chu Fei's tune.

Even the elders who were leading in front couldn't help but snort.

Ling Zhan: "Huh? You sect elders, you don't even lead by example, this...", while Chu Fei behind him sang more and more passionately.

Even those disciples of the inner gate followed Chu Fei's tune and sang slowly.

Gradually, those sect disciples who were walking on the sword road next to them also wanted to learn Chu Fei's tune and began to sing. It's just that those sects that have some contradictions with Mo Yunzong are a little embarrassed now. Those Elder Sect Masters who were at the forefront could only continue to suppress the emotions of their disciples.

Chu Fei, who was the initiator, drank wine, but slowly read in his heart: "Alas, it's not easy to say directly, swordless child, I don't know if you are a traverser like me, or the reincarnation of a powerful person like Fang Yuanjiao, I hope this song can be verified when it reaches your ears." ”

Chu Fei felt extremely funny when he thought of the scene where this song reached Wujian's ears. It's also a kid who inspires a little sense of crisis. As for Chu Fei himself, this thing is always a secret, and it can't be casually started with others.

This thing is like a fountain of life, always a secret hidden in the bottom of one's heart. It's only because the kid without a sword is a little arrogant, and only then was Chu Fei discovered the handle.

Of course, Chu Fei found a lot of things, such as the old man who captured his daughter-in-law, such as the square corner that would be forbidden by the formation, plus this goal was a swordless without robbing the sword body, everything seemed to be real and false, like a dream.

Under the nourishment of fine wine, Chu Fei's heart is becoming more and more fluttering, and the world he sees is becoming more and more real.

The sword road is very long, but it becomes very short under the heroic mood. When everyone is about to reach their destination, there are already people who are high and worried.

Those disciples who have been suppressed all the way are depressed in their hearts one by one. And those monks who followed Chu Fei's singing were surging with new trends.

The power of this emotion can sometimes solve many things. For example, at this time, the Golden Armor Sect had completely withered. And the Shali Sect was already relatively cold, and it couldn't see the change.

At this time, Ling Zhan's voice echoed in Chu Fei's ears again: "Boy, you are a good soldier who surrenders without a fight." However, without the permission of the elders, you are openly making noise, you are not rude, I have already told Elder Zhao that I will go back and increase the punishment!"

When Chu Fei heard this, his face was already like a bitter melon, and he looked at Zhao Jiutian, who couldn't see his face clearly, as if he felt a triumphant expression.

When Chu Fei completely left the sword path, he raised his head and stared at the undulating peak in front of him. Following the ups and downs of the mountains, the long sword that pierced the sky became incomparably majestic.

"All the disciples obey the order! Now we have reached the interior of the Daoless Sword Sect. Everyone let me go according to the rules. If you make a mistake by walking around casually, you will be directly strangled to pieces by this flying sword. The sect's precepts came one after another, and the disciples who were a little shocked just now instantly came back to their senses.

Then everyone looked around, and then lowered their heads slightly, and they didn't dare to look casually.

Chu Fei, who was standing behind the crowd, was holding his chin at the moment, and said with some emotion: "This Daoless Sword Sect doesn't seem to have any disciples." Is it the route of elite soldiers?"