"Tiangang Beidou Array?" Qian Qingjian's words were tantamount to reminding Quanzhen Liuzi and Zhen Zhibing, but he laughed at Quanzhen Zhudao. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info really want to use the Tiangang Beidou Array, do you two surnamed Qian still have a way to live?

Danyangzi Ma Yu didn't laugh, he wouldn't consider using the Tiangang Beidou Array at all. In such a vigorous way to deal with two young people who are not masters or have a deep hatred, the face of the Quanzhen Sect can only be lost more miserably and completely.

Although Wang Chuyi felt that Qian Qingjian was even more arrogant than Qian Butu when he said this, his thoughts were basically the same as Ma Yu's, Wang Chuyi always liked to explain the reason clearly, and only when he was really unreasonable, he would choose to solve the problem by force. He felt that Qiu Chuji and Qian couldn't reason with Qian just now, which didn't mean that he and Qian Qingjian didn't talk about it now.

Hao Datong, Liu Chuxuan, Sun Buer, and Zhen Zhibing all looked at Qiu Chuji, because the Tiangang Beidou Formation had always launched the formation with Qiu Chuji's position of heavenly power, but they found that Qiu Chuji had no intention of launching the formation at all, and Senior Brother Qiu's eyes seemed to be looking at the little girl who was holding Qian Qingjian in his arms.

Zhen Zhibing saw that the master didn't react, so he continued to stare at Qian Qingjian, and his teeth itched with hatred in his heart. Two years ago, the robe was stripped off on Nanyang Road, and he really wanted to take advantage of the presence of his master, uncle, and uncle to go up and be humiliated.

Zhen Zhibing thought so: "Money is not good, I don't mess with money, I don't want to provoke money, can't I challenge Qian Qingjian?"

Later, although he met Qian Qingjian in Niujia Village, he couldn't be ashamed because of the forbidden situation. In the past two years, in order to avenge Tan Zhiduan's revenge, he was almost forced by the division commander to practice martial arts, and now his martial arts are similar to Zhao Zhijing, and they are slightly inferior to Sun Buji. It's just that although he is eager to try, but the master and the other elders don't speak, he doesn't have any way, and the master is present, and he doesn't even have the qualifications to speak.

Qian Butu saw Qian Qingjian come out, and immediately walked to Qian Qingjian's side, and shouted respectfully: "Big brother." ”

Qian Qingjian didn't look at the Quanzhen Zhuzi, nor did he look at Qian Butu, he only nodded lightly, indicating that he heard this greeting, as if he was afraid that the action would be too big and scare the little dragon girl in his arms.

Qian Butu consciously stood behind Qian Qingjian, side by side with Grandma Sun, only to see Qian Qingjian stretch out his hand and point to a crape myrtle tree not far away and said softly: "Long'er, look, are the flowers on that crape myrtle tree good-looking?"

Crape myrtle can be used in medicine, and Qian Qingjian, who has read the Xue family medicine scripture, naturally knows this plant.

Xiaolongnu looked at Qian Qingjian's fingers, and said in a milky voice: "It's good-looking." ”

"Beautiful, then my brother will pick one for you. Qian Qingjian slowly walked to the crape myrtle tree with the little dragon girl in his arms, picked a crape myrtle flower, and put it in the little dragon girl's little hand.

Seeing Qian Qingjian suddenly appear on Zhongnan Mountain, everyone in the Quanzhen Sect had mixed feelings. At this time, in the hearts of these people, there is surprise, resentment, doubt, curiosity, and of course, more speculation:

"What is the relationship between Qian Qingjian and the people in the ancient tomb? From this scene, it seems that this relationship is too close, isn't it";

"Who is this little girl? It should be the baby girl at the gate of Chongyang Palace five years ago";

"This person was cold-blooded and ruthless at the beginning, and he didn't save Tan when he saw death, this person is so hateful";

"No wonder Qian Butu and Qian Qingjian, who defeated Qiu Chuji, are brothers?"

"This money is not much higher than Qian Qingjian's martial arts, why is he so respectful to Qian Qingjian? Is it because Qian Qingjian is famous?"

The Quanzhen princes watched Qian Qingjian's every move like this, and each had something in their hearts, but no one spoke for a while.

More than one person found that there seemed to be some changes in this Qian Qingjian's body, it looked very different from two years ago, he was gone, and he was replaced by a bookish spirit, but his attitude of being like no one else was more angry than Qian Butu, Quanzhen Liuzi was also a famous master in the martial arts, and he was actually treated as air;

Qian Qingjian seemed to suddenly see the seven people of the Quanzhen Sect, his gaze looked at the seven Daoists, everyone could feel the sharpness of his gaze, but found that this gaze finally stopped at Zhen Zhibing's body.

He stared at Zhen Zhibing for a breath, and then looked at the withered yellow grass with a little new green in front of Quan Zhen Qizi, and said softly: "Long'er, look, my brother will give you a trick, you see ......"

Everyone saw Qian Qingjian stretching out an index finger and scribbling against the grass, and a shocking scene happened:

As the ditch extended, the grass was cut off by the invisible blade, and a foot-high smoke rose above the ditch, through which one could see the fresh soil in the ditch, which was more than two inches deep.

People looked at Qian Qingjian's index finger along the opening of the groove without lowering their tongues, and they felt that an invisible sword shot out of the index finger, one zhang long and even more than two zhang long! The index finger was still gently and effortlessly slicing, until the newly opened four-zhang long ravine, from south to north, lay at the feet of the Quanzhen Dao.

What kind of magic is this? Is this also martial arts? Everybody has the same question on their minds. Not to mention the seven people of the Quanzhen faction, even Qian Butu was the first time to see such a dazzling miracle, and he was shocked and dumbfounded with Granny Sun.

Only the little dragon girl didn't think there was anything terrible about this, shook the crape myrtle flower in her hand and said, "It's so fun! The "powerful" she said was the big brother's ability to do tricks.

In the midst of everyone's shock, they saw Qian Qingjian's fingers continue to slash horizontally and vertically to the ground, and then what appeared in people's field of vision was the west side of this ravine from south to north.

After eight big characters appeared on the ground, everyone's ears heard Qian Qingjian's gentle voice: "Long'er, look at these words, do you know them?"

Then the young girl's voice was heard, "All ...... True...... Junior...... Child...... Exceed...... Line...... Namely...... Dead ......"

"Long'er is so amazing, he didn't recognize a word, it's not in vain that my brother taught you to read and write, Long'er is good, go back with my brother, and my brother will give you a milk ......"

Qian Qingjian walked back from the gap in the stone wall with the little girl in his arms, and Qian Butu and Grandma Sun also walked back. Only seven masters and apprentices of the Quanzhen School were left behind.

From beginning to end, Qian Qingjian only said one word to the Quanzhen Dao before he appeared, that is, "What, you guys are not leaving, are you planning to set up a Tiangang Beidou Array at the door of your house?"

At this moment, Ren already knows that in front of Qian Qingjian, a powerful means that is not as good as that of mortals (it can no longer be called martial arts, this method cannot be imitated by Wang Chongyang in his lifetime), the Tiangang Beidou Array is the target for him to slaughter.

Is Qian Qingjian a human being? This is the last question of the Quanzhen Zhuzi.

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ps: I feel that these two chapters are getting better and better the more I write, but I saw a book review saying that the more I write, the worse it gets, and in a fit of anger, I drank too much at night and delayed the update. The third is more presented. (To be continued.) )