Leng Sandao got up, and the Taishi chair under him shattered. [Ran^Text^Library] []【Burning Library (7764)】Sawdust is scattered everywhere and flies far away. Pulling out the sword from his waist, he did not pull out the blade, but stretched out the entire back of the sword to resist. Stretched out his arm to resist, the more he looked at it, the more annoyed he felt, I didn't expect you to put me in your eyes at all, I let you see, this supreme true law is powerful.

It is said that the enemy hits with a palm, if you raise a palm to take it, the elbow will definitely have some curvature, if it is a straight relative confrontation, it will inevitably cause damage to the joints on the elbow, but this cold three knives straighten the arm, it is a little too conceited!

With a bang, the left puppet hit the scabbard with a palm. The scabbard did not move at all, and the body of Leng Sandao did not tremble, and he looked particularly relaxed.

Zuo Duo was even more shocked, and said in his heart: "Could it be that the more than ten years of his cultivation have been completely wasted, or is his Dao practice soaring in the past ten years, and these three successes can't hurt him!"

In fact, Leng Sandao was not easy in his heart. The supreme true hair skill is soft, but after attacking the body, it hurts greatly, and the body can be supported strongly, but there is an incomparably sour feeling on the back. He complained again and again in his heart: "This left puppet's skills have improved a lot in more than ten years, if he uses some more skills, he will inevitably be unable to stand, and he may fall on the spot." ”

"Leng Sandao!" Zuo even put away his posture, unwilling to fight any more, the other party is too strong, if he fights, I am afraid that the chance of winning is not great. "Why are you like this, did you come to my White Mountain to ask for advice and teach me the Tao of the White Mountain?"

Leng Sandao also withdrew the treasure knife, "inserted" it in his waist, and wrapped his hands around his chest, still with such a magical appearance, and still the same sentence: "Tell Xuanshu to come out to see me!"

"Hmph!" left with his sleeves up, not wanting to talk any more nonsense with him. "Blind wild man!" when he left, he didn't forget to laugh at the cold three knives.

But as soon as he stepped out of the door, there was a threatening voice from behind the door, and he said-for-tat: "Mr. Zuo, don't forget to let Xuanshu come to see me, otherwise there will be chaos on your main hall!"

The left puppet was even more annoyed when he heard it, and he snorted and strode away with a wide sleeve. was blown apart by that angry lungs, if it weren't for the White Mountain here, he would definitely have a good battle with the cold three knives. After thinking about it again, although he was cold and disrespectful, he was the first to do it here, and he was a little unreasonable with his feelings and reason. Thinking of this, he didn't think about it anymore, and sent a disciple to report to the head of the occult arts, and he didn't want to think about it anymore, so he sat on the chair angrily. looked at the thick bundle of copywriting on the table, and called himself a headache. I didn't expect this position to be really disturbing.

Just as the left couple was explaining, the occult had already come over. immediately asked: "Senior Brother Zuo, I heard that Leng Sandao was disrespectful, and Senior Brother taught him a lesson?"

Zuo even thought that the occult art wanted to ask the master for sin, and he didn't want to hide anything, so he did things by himself, so he said: "Back to the master, it's my hand that moved first!"

Xuanshu looked at Fang Liang with both eyes, stroked his white beard and asked with concern, "Has my junior brother ever been injured?"

Zuo Puppet's face was flushed for a while, he was very embarrassed, and leaned down and said: "Go back to the master, someone on the left knows his mistake, please punish the boss!"

"Hey!" Xuanshu stretched out his hands and lifted him up, and said, "I don't mean to talk about your sin, now that he is cold, if it were me, I will also sweep away his 'sex'." ”

When Zuo Puppet heard this, he had a smile on his face, and said: "He is too deceitful to be a cold guest, how dare I be so presumptuous in the White Mountain, it is really extremely arrogant!"

Xuanshu also smiled after hearing this, but then put away his smile and his face became majestic, and his face was full of color: "It's true that he is cold and arrogant, but Senior Brother Zuo's cultivation can't be said to be very good, isn't it that in the past few years, the environment has become much more comfortable and he has abandoned the Dao Law?"

Zuo Even's face was red and white, and he had nothing to refute, so he had to admit his mistake and said: "Don't dare, don't dare, the lesson of the master of the occult is that someone on the left knows his mistakes!"

"I think there's a certain amount of originality in this. The occult eased again, after all, the two had been friends for so many years, and the relationship was not so stiff, so he said kindly: "Zecheng's kid's qualifications are also considered to be high-level, junior brother, you have taught him the Tao for so long, and it is reasonable for him to be a little slow in his own Taoism!"

When the left puppet heard this, he bowed his head and said nothing.

"Besides, this supreme true method is already difficult to control, and the more you cultivate, the more difficult it is to control!" Xuanshu dismissed the disciples above the main hall, sighed and continued: "Many fellow senior brothers only know the first three chapters of the "Heavenly Dao" volume, but they have never read the last four chapters, which has delayed a lot of fellow senior brothers, so it has also made many fellow senior brothers go mad, which is really unsightly!"

Zuo even didn't speak, and he didn't understand the meaning of the unsightly four words.

"You and I are people who have read the last four volumes of "The Way of Heaven", so we must be more careful, so as not to go mad, not to think about ourselves, but also to consider the people behind us, the burden on your shoulders is very heavy!" Xuanshu said as he patted the left puppet's shoulder. "This position is tiring, isn't it?"

"Back to the head of the house, the position of the head of the house is complicated all day long, and there are many opportunities every day, it is not something that I and other characters can do, if it weren't for Senior Brother Swallowing Yun's heavy responsibilities today, someone on my left would never take over the position of head of the house!"

Xuanshu laughed, and said heartily: "Senior Brother Zuo, I want you to take over the position of the head of the sect for a while, and I will meet the difficult Leng Sandao!"

As he spoke, a shout rang out from above the main hall. "Brother Xuanshu, come and see me quickly!" The vitality was so strong that it could be heard throughout the main hall. The tone was very polite, and with a bit of banter, causing some disciples around the main hall to laugh secretly. I didn't expect that there was such a fun elder among the cold guests, I was really surprised.

When the two of them heard such a voice, they didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and looked at each other. I didn't expect this Leng Sandao to be so arrogant. It's too much to take the White Mountain in your eyes.

"This person is so arrogant, senior brother in charge be careful!" said Zuo Yu remindedly.

Xuanshu gave a gentle sigh of gratitude, but he didn't see him angry, he was still calm, and slowly walked out of the room to see the cold three knives.

In fact, just as Leng Sandao was going up the mountain, a disciple guarding the door went to report to the head of the mystical sect. At that time, Xuanshu was about to go back, and when he heard that Leng Sandao was coming, he turned back and arranged something for the disciples in the courtyard, so that Gefei returned to the main hall before himself to greet Leng Sandao. To say that it sounds good is reception, what it really means is to look at the cold water knife and the cold guests who came with it, and not let them "mess" around on the mountain, so as not to regenerate right and wrong. This cold knife is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and it needs to be carefully guarded.

Time rewinds to before that shout.

The left couple brushed his sleeves away, and before a quarter of an hour, Ge Fei, the senior brother of Baishan, fell back to the living room and negotiated with Leng Sandao.

Leng Sandao has been to Baishan a few times, but he also recognizes the kid in front of him.

"Leng senior went up the mountain, there is a disappointment, forgive the sin and forgive the sin!" Ge Fei has followed the occult for many years, and such nonsense is already clear in his chest, and he will come as soon as he opens his mouth.

Leng Sandao glanced up at him, stood up slowly, and said, "Ge Fei's little nephew has improved a lot in the Dao method. But he didn't answer Ge Fei's words, and opened up some other topics. Even so, there was no way to answer this, Rao is let Ge Fei react for a while, and the momentum at the beginning was also reduced by three points.

Then Leng Sandao said again: "Why didn't your master come?" A strong voice came out, as if Ge Fei was being tortured on a torture instrument.

At the moment, Ge Fei was a little overwhelmed, secretly thinking that the person in front of him was really sophisticated, and he was as ignorant as a "naked" body in front of his eyes, and he couldn't grasp the direction of the words at all, so he had to answer accordingly. "Back to the cold seniors, the master is in a very good mood today, and he went to teach his disciples in other courtyards. Of course, Ge Fei would not admit defeat at will, and he was in a very good mood in his words, and when he said those four words, there was a sense of blaming Leng Sandao. It seems that if you don't come, my master is in a good mood, but as soon as you come, my master is in a bad mood at the moment.

Leng Sandao has been on many occasions for many years, and obviously knew that Ge Fei's words were aimed at him, so he didn't answer.

Ge Fei took advantage of this gap to turn around and glance at the two young cold guests who came with Leng Sandao, a man and a woman stood behind Leng Sandao, talking to each other, and they couldn't hear it at all from a distance. But the two of them didn't look at themselves as soon as they entered the door, presumably discussing their own affairs. And Leng Sandao actually let those two disciples talk without fear, isn't he afraid of losing the face of Leng Ke?

"It is said that Brother Xuanshu will take you with you wherever you go, and now that you can come back, why can't Brother Xuanshu come back!"

Ge Fei had already thought about how to answer him when these words came, and said: "This time, the master's interest is very good, I am watching the fighting methods of a few rookies in the White Mountain, Senior Leng is a little restless, the head of the Xuanshu will arrive in a while, and I will never dare to let Senior Leng wait for a long time!" Ge Fei was very satisfied with his words, and the right to speak gradually returned to his hands.

"Hmph!" Leng Sandao stood up suddenly, his face was so fierce that he smiled softly, and he saw that it only took him time to get up. Leng Sandao still had such a fierce face when he got up, but he stood up and walked in front of him with a smile on his face. It's amazing.

For some reason, a layer of cold sweat instantly appeared on his back, and it was instantly consumed, and there was no trace of the evaporation of the long sword behind his back. After steasing himself, he repeated what he had just said. "Please wait a little longer, the head of the Xuanshu will arrive from time to time!" But the momentum in the words was three points weaker, and now his courage to face him has been exhausted.

That Leng Sandao didn't believe it, refreshed his luck, but the speed was extremely fast, and the two young disciples of Leng Ke who were originally standing behind Leng Sandao covered their ears with their hands. Ge Fei looked at this scene and was stunned and didn't react. In an instant, he saw a loud roar, and he took three steps back.

"Brother Xuanshu, come out and see me!"

The sound was wrapped in a strong vitality, and it was all pushed out at once. It was like a thunderbolt exploding in Ge Fei's ears, and the momentum was so loud that he was deaf for a few seconds.

Ke Ge Feirao is a bit of a Taoist, and he has also touched the second level of the realm of Huayuan, and when he heard the first thunder, he moved his own vitality to quickly circulate around his body, closed the "acupoints" in his ears one by one, and quickly held his ears with both hands, but the sound came into the body, and the blood "liquid" boiled, and the pulse image was also a little chaotic.

After Leng Sandao finished shouting, Ge Fei slowed down and gradually stabilized his vitality. In his heart, he was troubled by the boss, and this cold three knives were also nonsense. Just as he was about to move, he suddenly remembered the voice of the head of the occult sect full of magnetic "sex" outside the door.

"Brother Three Swords, this Ice Spirit Roar has grown a little more!" Xuanshu said, stepping into the room with one foot.

When Leng Sandao saw the arrival of the occult technique, his face became happy again, and his eyes were about to narrow into a line. After taking a few steps forward, he saluted and asked, "Brother Xuanshu, you don't see what you did back then!"

Xuanshu snorted again and again, and said: "I am old, and I will be the world of young people in the future, so I went to the courtyard of Senior Brother Swallowing Cloud today to check a little, but it made Brother Sandao feel that he was neglected, he really deserved to die!", "How dare you!" Leng Sandao still had that smile on his face. "I miss my mystic brother too much, that's why I'm so rude, I hope that the mystical brother won't look down on us rough people!"

"You're welcome, you're welcome!" Xuanshu ordered Ge Fei to find two intact chairs, and the two of them sat separately, Ge Fei stood behind the head of Xuanshu, and the two stood behind Leng Sandao. The scene was very formal.

"I don't know why Brother Sandao came this time?" asked Xuanshu, leaning out slightly.

"Didn't I say that?" Leng Sandao's figure stepped back a few points, straightening his waist. "Brother Xuanshu, I miss you!"

Both of them laughed when they heard this, noncommittal.

"If that's the case, let's live in the White Mountain for a few days, although my White Mountain is not a treasure land, but since the three swords brother can afford to look at the White Mountain, he can live as long as he wants!"

There was a trace of invulnerability in Leng Sandao's face, Ge Fei didn't notice it, but he had extensive experience in occult arts, and he had already seen it. didn't want him to mention his intentions, so he said to Ge Fei on the side: "Ge Fei." You go to a table of banquets, welcome you Sandao seniors, and find a few clean rooms for Sandao seniors and these two guests who come from afar to rest. After Xuanshu finished speaking, Ge Fei walked out, and continued: "Brother Sandao, see you today, we must have a good drink, today I will put down the position of the head, let's get drunk and rest, and talk about other idle things later!"

Leng Sandao's face was still a little unbearable, this time it didn't take long to come, and the Leng Ke Sect Leader also ordered that no matter whether he succeeded or failed, he must return within a month, if he explained his intention now, this old ghost of occult magic didn't know what tricks he played, but it would be very disadvantageous to himself to fight with this old ghost again. After weighing it in his heart, he said with a thick face: "Brother Xuanshu doesn't have to be so troublesome, I waited for this time to come here in the name of Sect Master Leng to ask for Spirit Devouring." ”

Come and ask for a soul-devouring spirit.

Soul Swallower.

Xuanshu was still smiling, and it didn't seem to be the slightest bit wrong. Leng Sandao, who laughed, felt numb in his heart.

"What if I don't give it?"