The reason why Liuyunding is called Liuyunding is because this Liuyunding Taoist Temple is built on the big granite on the top of Fumo Mountain, and the top of the view can see the high sky Liuyunding, so it is named "Liuyunding". Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The three swords on the white jade platform in front of Qin Fang were inserted diagonally, and the momentum was majestic. Except for the second jet-black sword, which did not have a trace of sword qi coming out of the body, the other two were all sword qi, which was prohibitive.

"What, little Taoist, come on, try to pull it out and I'll give it to you, how about it?" Qin Fang looked at the Taoist priest who was swallowing saliva at this time, and said with a teasing smile on his face.

"Hmph, dare to come to Liuyunding to provoke trouble, you demon is really bold!" The Taoist priest's eyes did not leave the three swords, but he did not forget the scolding kung fu on his lips.

"Eh, this real person, why do you need to care so much about such a trivial matter? I, Qin Fang, swear here today, if a real person can draw these three swords, I will give them to the real person together!"

"Really, the poor Dao won't fall for you as a demon! If I only pull out one handle, won't the bamboo basket end up empty?!" The Taoist priest shook off the dust and sneered.

Qin Fang was stunned when he heard this, hey, good guy, he also heard this Chinese word twisted and turned! The feeling is too little etiquette!

"It doesn't matter, you pull out a handle, I'll give you one, okay?" Qin Fang waved his sleeves, he really had the arrogance of spending a lot of money.

If this is true, you are welcome. Daoist Shi Shiran stepped forward, and he didn't even take the white-clothed scholar who inserted the three swords into the white jade dao platform seriously.

"Hey!" The Taoist priest whisked the dust in his hand and rolled up the hilt of the peach wood sword flowing with the rune seal demon script, and he was about to pull it out, but this right hand exerted force for a long time, and the peach wood sword still did not react.

Not an inch moved.

The Taoist priest didn't believe in evil, and then rolled up the heavy sword with a slight black light, but the result was still not moving, and he tried the long sword full of sword qi again, and it was still the same.

The Taoist priest's face turned red, and he suddenly glared angrily and shouted: "How is my Dao, it turns out that you are a demon! When I take your demon's life, the three fairy swords will naturally belong to me!"

The Taoist priest was excited like thunder and lightning, and suddenly twisted the scholar's rather thin arm, and the Taoist priest shook it vigorously, and he was about to tear off the arm of this demon who didn't know what to do!

Qin Fang looked at this Taoist priest with an indifferent face, and couldn't help but feel funny in his heart, do you want to take advantage? If you can't take advantage of it, you will be angry and angry, and you want to kill people and take the sword?!

Thinking of this, Qin Fang no longer pretended, grabbed the Taoist priest with his backhand and pulled it hard, then grabbed the dust, turned around and kicked out, the Taoist priest was already three zhang away, and smashed the gate of the Liuyunding Taoist Temple open.

"Phew! Bullshit, slash the demon and subdue the demon flow cloud top!" The white-clothed scholar took a step forward, and a silver light hung upside down like a galaxy and pointed directly at Qin Fang's chest!

Qin Fang was able to escape the catastrophe on his side, and his mouth was full of cynicism.

"Yo Yo Yo, this Taoist master, why don't you dare to come out to meet people? Liu Yunding did such a thing, is it an insult to this Taoist ancestral court, and he is not afraid of the world's shame when it is passed out?!" As he spoke, Qin Fang retreated again, and the man stabbed the air with a sword again.

"Hmph, spread it out, think about it beautifully, come to me to stream Yunding troublemakers, but how many of them came down the mountain alive?!"

Qin Fang took one step and seven feet.

"There are some doorways, your light work also belongs to me!" The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi did not hold the dust in his hand, and a long sword that was also clear and brilliant was trembling with tricks, and the killing was continuous.

If there was a bench here, Qin Fang would be afraid that he would have to sit on it and snort a few melon seeds and clap his hands!

"Let's rest!" Qin Fang, who was dressed in white, suddenly said loudly.

"Oh, are you saving your life, are you going to beg for mercy from the poor Dao?" The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi held the sword with his right hand and made a sword trick with his left hand.

"This time I came here as a return gift. In Zhuyang City, you Liuyunding Dao people attacked me, and Qin Fang came to return the salute this time. Don't pretend, you think I don't know you?! Yang Zonglan!" Qin Fang put his hands behind his back, and looked indifferently at this Fumo Mountain Taoist who was rumored to be the leader of the sword path in the next hundred years, and was greatly disappointed in his heart, and then pulled the corners of his mouth with disdain.

"Ask!Ask the sword!" Qin Fang took another step seven feet away.

"The sword comes. ”

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In the rolling west wind, Yong'an City turned over.

On this day, many court officials were dismissed by the emperor's edict, including the old Qingguo Gonghou Jingyan, the big celebrity around the old emperor, and Xu Dong, the right-striking general who was arrogant and domineering in front of him, which made everyone in danger of civil and military officials.

The red walls, green tiles, and golden cornices made the emperor's house sad for the New Year.

The three of them drank tea and discussed things in the small courtyard, talking and laughing, if it weren't for the fact that this was in the imperial city, some people would really treat these three people as the eight hundred people in the market and township.

Those who sit on the west side have long hair and bundled hair, but their heads are yellow like rotten grass. Sitting alone, his face was full of red light, and he smiled, revealing a mouthful of rotten teeth. The one in the center, the temples are frosty, and the look is extraordinary.

These three people who are estimated to be difficult to recognize in the crowd are really the three giants of the political arena in Datang today, the first assistant Jin Shiying, the left servant Yang Pu, and the son of the Li family, Li Hao.

"This Dai Zhu led this out, but it really scared us. Lord Shousuke, who was full of withered grass, picked up a bowl of fragrant tea and took a shallow sip.

"Hehe, Dai Sheng, this person, is really worthy of being tricky, even your master and Lao Shoufu have to praise 'ghost talent', do you say it's amazing?!" the old man said with a mouthful of rotten teeth, half smiling and half smiling.

Kim just smiled and didn't say anything.

"Somehow, I always feel that Dai Sheng's smooth favor on the surface is not very smooth, but it makes me a little worried. The middle-aged emperor, who was barefoot again, poured a bowl of tea into the tea bowl of Shoufu Jin Shiying, but his eyes were a little cloudy.

"As the saying goes, cross the river by feeling the stones, take a step and look at a step, this Dai Sheng is right, it is not only conducive to your relaxation towards him, but also conducive to the rectification of the dynasty, Your Majesty does not have to be too concerned, as for the side of King Annan, then ......" This Yang Pu was just about to continue, when the middle-aged man waved his hand to shut up, and then looked at Lord Shoufu who was silently drinking tea on the side.

"I wonder what Shiying thinks?"

"Nope. Jin Shiying seemed to ignore His Majesty's expectations of the emperor and still concentrated on drinking tea.

"Alas, it seems that I can't get any results from drinking tea with the two of you this time! I have wasted a lot of thought in vain, and I have poured tea for one of you with withered grass and a bad old man, alas, the way of this world is ......" The son of the Li family complained, but there was joy in his eyes.

"Eh, isn't what the old man said right? isn't that what Dai Sheng thinks?!" the left servant Sheyang Pu turned around a little angrily and sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Let's go, Shiying, let's kill a hundred and ten more rounds!" Li Hao grabbed the broad shoulders of the first assistant Jin Shiying, and the two of them walked to the imperial study together.

Seeing that the two of them had no idea of leaving with him, and regardless of the fact that his official robe was stained with dust, the old man quickly got up and chased after him.

"Wait, wait, Your Majesty, and the old minister!"

The next day, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty heard that His Majesty the Emperor talked with the first assistant and the left servant to shoot the master until the third watch.

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The Fumo Mountain was overflowing with brilliance, so that some pilgrims thought that the ancestor of the Fumo Mountain had come to the world to appear to the world, and hurriedly bowed down and bowed. Among the pilgrims, there was one person who stood out from the crowd.

I saw this person carrying a burlap bag, dressed in jute clothes, with a gray hair but a burly figure.

"The tricky sword, after all, is not a long-term sword. The old man was about to turn around and go down the mountain, but he didn't expect to be attracted back by a sound that seemed to be absent.

"Hey, this swordsman is really a bit capable...... It's a pity, my life is gone, and I still talk about swordsmanship. After saying that, he went down the mountain with the burlap bag on his back, and hummed in his mouth as he went:

"One sword is open to the long pavilion and the pavilion is short, two swords are open to Penglai, three swords and four swords are buried for eternity, and five six, seven, eight and nine swords are ......"

"I have a long sword and a short pavilion!" The white-clothed scholar stood on the white jade platform, his face was as red as the tide, and a sword in his hand bloomed.

Yang Zonglan in Tsing Yi held the long sword in his backhand, and his face did not change.

A section of sword qi rushed out of the sword body and went straight to the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi.

The Taoist priest named Yang Zonglan was shocked in his heart, the momentum of this person in front of him was a second-grade person, but this sword qi was coming from time to time, as if it was endless.

"Even so, you are just holding on, and when the time limit is up, it will be the time for the demon to die!" Yang Zonglan's body retreated violently, and he kicked on a jade pillar in the middle of the Dao platform, which could avoid this long pavilion and short, and his vest was cold.

"The surname is Yang, you can see clearly, my sword is not going for you!" Qin Fang put the clear and clear long sword on his shoulder, and sneered on his lips.

Yang Zonglan turned around in astonishment, and the sword was actually aimed directly at the statue of the patriarch in the Taoist temple!

I didn't care about a lot, Yang Zonglan's whole body qi went three hundred miles, and his body swept violently, and he actually hit the long pavilion with his hand in his hand!

A scream resounded through the demons.

"There's no need, there's no need, a sword is enough. As if it was a pity, Qin Fang glanced at the devastated white jade platform, put the bookcase on his back, and went down the mountain leisurely.

The three swords slammed into the bookcase.

Yang Zonglan, who was in a tragic shape, struggled to get up, his right hand was connected to the entire sleeve, and the original Taoist rookie in Tsing Yi was just about to scold, only to hear the demon muttering, and he couldn't breathe and vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"This Demon Mountain, there is no way. ”

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On a street next to Suzaku Street in Yong'an, this is the only one who holds the lamp very early.

In the Dai Palace, in the pavilion, the long-haired man is bareheaded, holding the Kaiyuan block pen to walk the dragon and snake, splashing ink.

The white-clothed man flashed into the pavilion and said, "The son has arrived at Fumo Mountain." ”

"Go down. Dai Sheng stopped his pen and threw aside the unfinished "Zhennan Tablet", held the secret letter in his hand, patiently read the extremely dizzying fly-headed letter, and then put it into the stove at his feet with a gratifying look.

Since Qin Fang left the Dai Mansion, this matter has almost become the daily habit of this ghost genius of the Six Kingdoms, and this seemingly inconspicuous little thing on the paper will attract the attention of this smiling tiger who has criticized and killed many people. It is also ridiculous to say, in his eyes, this is a major event related to the fortunes of the country.

Reaching out to take the brush, this Dai Guogong waved his hand, and he lifted the pen away with a trembling hand. But look at the familiar Xuan, four big characters with a dashing demeanor:

Crossing the river and white dragon.