After a duel, the sun has long since sunset into the horizon, and a bright moon rises from the meeting of heaven and water in the east. On the chaotic red river, half of the green and half of the red, lined with the trembling moon shadow in the water, a lonely meditation of eternity was born out of thin air.

A middle-aged man no more than seven feet tall, wearing an ordinary linen white robe, with bare feet and hair, was slowly walking from the lower reaches of the river to this side with his hands behind his back. He walked on the Chaohong River as if he were walking on the ground, and where he passed barefoot, the river was imprinted with footprints three inches deep. No matter how the river rolled and flowed, these footprints were clearly imprinted on the surface of the river and did not dissipate for a long time.

Beg looked at the footprints on the river, and the hairs on his body stood up one by one.

This is a unique omen for monks in the Jindan realm. The cultivator formed a golden pill, became a human immortal, and one foot transcended the five elements and left the mortal realm. They are on the dividing line between humans and immortals, half of them are human beings, and half of them are immortals. In the body of the Jindan realm human immortals, the conflict between the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth is particularly obvious, and the external signs are all kinds of omens.

Some people have a strange fragrance on their fairy bodies, and some people have fairy bodies around Caixia, where the white-robed man passes, the river is also printed with footprints, which is also a kind of omen.

This is a sign that can be seen with the naked eye, and Beggar's spiritual sense even told him that the white-robed man who walked slowly a few miles away exuded a sword intent that was as cold as the moon and a sharp blade, and where he walked through, the sword intent seemed to split the void, which was a sign of the Jindan realm human immortal at the jīng god level. Without enough cultivation and soul power, he couldn't feel the sword intent emanating from his body at all.

Nie Baihong, the contemporary sect master of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect, walked step by step on the river to the deck of Tianle Xianfu. As soon as his bare feet touched the deck, the footprints on the river behind him that stretched for miles dissipated one by one. When the footprints spread, the fish, shrimp, turtles, turtles, and red leaf petals in the nearby river were all shattered by the invisible sword qi.

More than 30 people from the family on the deck rushed to Nie Baihong, and they all knelt on the ground and saluted Nie Baihong. Some of these sons of the family call Nie Baihong the head of the family, some call him the ancestor, and some people call him the ancestor of Taishang, and the preparation of people is extremely mixed, so don't roll your eyes when you hear it.

Taking advantage of this chaos, several of Tuoba Haofeng's guards hurriedly picked up the master who was frozen into ice, sneaked off the painting boat, and quickly left the fast boat when he drove it. Beg was about to order the use of crossbow arrows to kill Tuoba Haofeng and his party, when Nie Baihong suddenly glanced at him. Don't feel a chill all over his body, ** and his soul seem to have been slashed by a heavy sword, and his head is buzzing empty, and he hasn't come back for a long time.

Just a faint glance, Beqi's internal organs were all injured a lot, as if there were countless sharp small blades gently scratching the internal organs, the internal organs cracked small gaps, and blood oozed out bit by bit. The throat and eyes were sweet, and a mouthful of blood turned to the mouth of the throat, and Beg Sheng took a breath and swallowed the blood again.

Attacking the heart against the blood, it is okay to spit out this mouthful of blood, but Beg forcibly swallowed it, and the true qi in his body that had just recovered a little was suddenly chaotic, and the internal injuries suddenly deepened a lot. The internal organs were even more violently shocked by the backlash that was forcibly swallowed, and the cracks on the internal organs deepened a lot.

In the end, Beg still couldn't control the injuries in his body, and vomited three mouthfuls of blood in a row. The blood he spat out was extremely red, with a pungent bloody aura, and it had already damaged the natal jīng yuan, and the injury was extremely serious. Fortunately, Bei Beg's roots are thick, and the blood and qi accumulated in his body are several times richer than ordinary people, and these mouthfuls of blood will be bed for at least a few months for ordinary people, and he will be able to recuperate for a few days at most.

Leng Ran looked at the blood that Beg spit out on the deck, and Nie Baihong snorted softly.

Those sons of the family who came forward to pay homage hurriedly stood up, raised their heads one by one, and stood in a neat line beside Nie Baihong according to their seniority in the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect.

Nie Baihong nodded lightly, and the corner of his eye glanced at Lu Chengfeng, who was standing at the window of the banquet hall at the top, and slowly raised his hand and saluted Lu Chengfeng: "This sect has seen Yan Legong." ”

Lu Chengfeng floated down and landed on the deck, he looked at Bei Qi worriedly, and hurriedly bowed to Nie Baihong and said, "Chengfeng has seen the sect master, I don't know if the sect master is here, what are you doing?"

Glancing at Lu Chengfeng lightly, Nie Baihong said coldly:

"As the sect just said, come and beg for the door. ”

Turning to look at Beggar, Nie Baihong said in a deep voice: "Among the thirteen sects of the Great Yan Dynasty Immortal Dao, the strength of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect ranks first, and this sect also has the cultivation at the end of the Jindan. Today, I have come to accept you as an apprentice, it is your creation, come up and kowtow to the master quickly, this sect does not want to stay in this kind of pickled place for a long time!"

Before Nie Baihong's words were finished, among the singing girls on the side, there was suddenly a fifteen or sixteen-year-old beautiful girl who was excited by the cold aura contained in the sword light that Beqi had just spewed, her nose itched, and she suddenly sneezed into the sky. Nie Baihong's face changed, and she turned her head and glared at the girl. I only heard a crisp sound of 'snorting' in the air, and the girl's body suddenly split into two pieces from the middle, and the flesh and blood suddenly exploded, drinking the people around her.

There was a dead silence on the deck, especially the women on the painting boat, who covered their mouths one by one, and no one dared to speak again. There were a few dancers who had befriended the girl, and although they were sad and scared half to death, they just bit their palms and let the big tears drip down, and they didn't dare to make a sound.

These sons of the family present can kill them for life and death, and they can deprive all the women on this painting boat of their lives at any time, not to mention Nie Baihong, the high-ranking sect master of the Immortal Dao Sect, these sons of the family are just a junior under him. What is the life of a mere dancing girl?

Lu Chengfeng suddenly clenched his fists with both hands, he glanced at Nie Baihong quickly, and he slowly lowered his head as he twitched. The dancer who was killed just now was not far from him, and a large piece of blood was sprinkled on the soft boots of the brocade that spilled into the wind, and the boots of the green sè were soaked in blood and turned into a strange sauce green sè. Lu Chengfeng could feel the warm blood clinging to his feet, slowly getting colder.

Bei Qi suddenly stepped forward, he looked at the girl's body separated from the middle, gritted his teeth and looked at Nie Baihong and asked, "She, what crime did she commit?"

As if hearing the most incredible joke in the world, Nie Baihong looked at Beqi in surprise and asked, "Do you need to be convicted?"

When the sect speaks, it is a capital offense to be disrespectful to the sidelines. It's strange, why do you ask such a question? Do you need an excuse to kill a pariah?"

The little bit of Innate True Water Linggang left in the water spirit vein suddenly mentioned, but a sharp pain immediately came from the five internal organs that made him almost faint. His internal organs were still bleeding, and he forcibly mobilized his internal qi at this time, almost like a juicer, and the pressure forced his internal organs to secrete more blood. Beggar's eyes were dark, his body shook, and he almost fell to the ground.

A bright smile suddenly appeared on his pale face, and Bei Qi blinked his eyes and looked at Nie Jiuhong gently.

Respectfully walked up to Nie Baihong, forcibly mentioned that the god did not let himself faint, and did not beg Nie Baihong to kneel to the ground, and kowtowed a few times. "When an apprentice visits his master, he can get guidance from his master, which is the creation of the apprentice's previous life. Shizun said very well, such a slut will die when he dies, and he really doesn't need to be charged. ”

With a deferential, even somewhat admiring smile, Bei Qi looked at Nie Baihong, whose face had become very gentle, with innocent eyes, and asked with a bright smile: "It's just that the apprentice doesn't know, why did the master come to take the apprentice as an apprentice? The prestige of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect has long been heard of by the apprentice, but the apprentice never dared to dream that he could worship under the master!"

This sycophant made Nie Baihong's heart feel comfortable.

The killing of a dancer just now was like a drop of water cutting through a cold diamond, leaving no trace in his heart.

He looked at Bebeg, whose face was full of smiles, and his eyes were also full of admiration, respect, awe, etc., and nodded with satisfaction: "That's it, this is your creation, if it weren't for Princess Yanle personally sending someone to ask for this sect, I wouldn't have made an exception to admit you to the sect!"

Princess Yanle sent in to beg Nie Baihong to accept him or not to beg for a start?

Don't beg's heart trembled, he owed Princess Yanle a favor again. But he never dreamed that the master that Princess Yanle had kind enough to find for him was actually a person like Nie Baihong.

As soon as Pu met, he gave Beg a dismount, and almost didn't break his internal organs. It is even more faintly protecting Tuoba Wu Feng, so that Tuoba Haofeng can escape smoothly. And then in front of Beggar, he killed an innocent girl because of a trivial matter, such a teacher, don't do it.

However, in the face of the strict sword aura emanating from Nie Baihong's body, Bei Qi smiled more and more amiable and cute. He kowtowed to Nie Baihong again, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Princess Yanle's kindness, and the apprentice understood it." With Master Lao coming in person, this kindness will not be repaid for the broken bones!"

Nie Baihong became more and more satisfied, Beqi's sycophant made him feel comfortable, those sons of the family, who would say such flattering words as Beggar? Nie Baihong's stiff face finally squeezed out a smile, he slowly took out a long sword from the storage ring, and handed it to Beggar.

"That's it, from now on, you are a member of my Heaven Splitting Sword Sect, and one of the personal disciples of the master. In the future, you will come to Baiyang Mountain to listen to the lecture once a month, and at other times, you can do whatever you want. This sword is given to you for safekeeping and use. ”

Patting Beggar's shoulder casually, Nie Baihong dropped a thin palm-sized book of "Five Elements of Luck", which was about eight pages of "Five Elements of Luck", and then turned around and floated away. He walked briskly on the river, leaving a trail of footprints on the river, and soon disappeared into the distance.

Nie Baihong's voice came from afar: "The Five Elements Luck Technique is the foundation of this sword technique, and you must not slack off if you are good at cultivating."

Those who privately pass on the Five Elements of Luck to outsiders will be killed. Those who spy on the secret law will punish the nine clans. You must remember!"

Don't beg respectfully picked up the thin booklet and bowed to the place where Nie Baihong had gone.

As he bent down to salute, Beggar's eyes suddenly turned red, and his face was full of boundless hideousness.

When he straightened up, his face had a smile like the chūn wind.

Comrades, what are you waiting for? The monthly pass is smashed, and the number of pigs' heads is brushed up! Let's brush it together!

The slogan is: Thousand Riders Roll Hiraoka!