Xuanxin Dao is a small branch of Taiqing Dao.

Several generations of ancestors of Xuanxin Dao have calculated, relying on the emperor's family, and have developed and grown in hundreds of years, becoming a sect that is not weaker than some of the Qin and Han dynasties or even more distant periods, and it also flourished for a period of time in the Han Dynasty.

Become one of the six realms.

Ning Wujian and Wu Jin's servants came to the inn where the Xuanxin Dao Gate was located, and as soon as they entered, they saw two Taoist priests sitting cross-legged on a stool, facing the inn door, their breath was leisurely and calm, and there was a sense of righteousness in their breath.

As a branch of the Taiqing Taoism, Xuanxin Dao naturally inherited such characteristics, however, Xuanxin Dao has also changed a lot in Taiqing Taoism, which is a redundant theory of a hundred schools of thought during the Warring States Period, and has integrated a trace of "chivalry" of the Mo family.

Therefore, the disciples of Xuanxin Dao have chivalrous righteousness and righteousness, and they can act uprightly and gradually develop.

"Who are you? This shop has been contracted by this door, if you want to stay in the hotel, you have to go to another house. A sword warrior on the left opened his eyes and looked at Ning Wuji.

Ning Wuqian concealed the aura on his body, did not show the slightest flaw, and saluted slightly towards the two Taoists, "In Xia Qingyang Ning Zhongyuan, he is not staying in a hotel, but he has something to ask for." ”

"What?"

Daoists have encountered a lot of this kind of asking for help, and many disciples have gone down the mountain to accumulate merits, and they can't help but be entangled in mundane things, delaying their cultivation, and they are a little unhappy in their hearts, but this person has some city mansions, his expression remains the same, but his tone is cold.

"I have a friend named Yan Chixia, but he is from the Xuanxin Dao Sect, I don't know if he is in the store?"

"Do you know Senior Brother Yan?" Another Taoist priest who had been closing his eyes opened his eyes, his eyes revealing a coldness, and he looked at Ning Wujian.

Another Taoist priest heard the word "Yan Chixia", but his face changed slightly, he looked at Ning Wuji, and drank coldly, "You are an ordinary man, I don't know that there are gods three feet above my head, hmph, Senior Brother Yan was harmed by people like you, let's go, Senior Brother Yan is not here." ”

The Taoist priest stood up, waved his sleeves, and pushed Ning Wujian and the accompanying Wu Jin servants out of the inn with a force, and with a creak, the door of the inn closed, and there was a voice inside, "We are all looking for him......"

"These stinky Taoist priests, so rude, I'm going to knock on the door, this is Wuzhou City, is there any Wang Fa......" The Wu Jin servants who came with him were so angry that they rolled up their sleeves and were about to smash the door.

"Wait, let's go to the next ......"

Ning Wujian glanced at the inn, took a deep breath, drank the domestic servant, and secretly said What happened to Yan Chixia?

Thinking that so many cultivators suddenly appeared in Wuzhou City, Ning Wujian suddenly had a realization, it must be the old demon of Montenegro who made a move.

Qingcheng Sword is a sword cultivation course, Ning Wuqian came to the inn of Qingcheng Sword Gate, compared with the rudeness of Xuanxin Daomen, the disciples of Qingcheng Sword Gate are much kinder, I heard that Ning Wujian wants to borrow a magic weapon to use, and the disciples of Qingcheng Sword Gate are a little embarrassed.

"Ning Gongzi, the Qingcheng Sword is not without divine weapons, it's just that this sword is in the hands of the senior brother of this sect, the senior brother has traveled all over the world, I don't know where he is, our sword is sharper than ordinary sharp weapons, but I don't dare to say that it can cut off the armor-breaking arrow with one sword. ”

The armor-piercing arrow is a sharp weapon of the army, made of fine iron, extremely hard, even the five-layer steel armor can penetrate it, Ning Wujian is a little disappointed, Xuanxin Daomen, Qingcheng Sword Gate has nothing, this time is not waiting for anyone.

"By the way, didn't Senior Sister Hongye of Yuxian Gate come to Wuzhou, she has a divine weapon in her hand, and she can blow her hair and cut her hair and cut iron like mud, maybe she can help you. ”

The young man in the green robe with the sword on his back is named Ruoliufeng, he is the third generation disciple of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, he has just entered the realm of transforming qi, and he is enthusiastic, Chao Ning Wuqian smiled, "It's just that this senior sister Hongye has always been difficult to speak, so let's go with you." ”

"If you can't ask for it, then thank you Brother Liufeng!" Ning Wuqian smiled lightly, he noticed that Ruo Liufeng's eyes lit up when he mentioned Senior Sister Hongye, and he knew why Ruo Liufeng was so enthusiastic.

Yuxianmen lives in a big mansion, and it is a business here for the disciples of Yuxianmen's outer sect.

Not only the Yuxian Sect, but almost all the cultivation sects have operations in the secular world, and some sect disciples who are unable to improve their cultivation all year round will change to outer disciples to walk the mundane world for the master, or accumulate merits, or look for good cultivation seedlings.

Three thousand red dust refining Dao hearts.

Cultivation needs to be born, and when you have cultivated to a certain realm, you have to enter the world, and there are some operations in the world, which is also convenient for your disciples to enter the world to cultivate.

In a wing room of the house, a woman in red sat cross-legged, with green silk hanging down, her face peerless, her slender carcass exuding a heroic spirit, and a pitch-black wide sword on her lap.

The sword trembled slightly, the black light shimmered, the sword spine resembled a blood groove, depicting a sinuous dragon body, and the hilt of the sword was also pitch black and demonic, without a sword spike.

The woman in red's mutton fat jade-like skin shimmered with a faint red light, sweat beads were dripping on her forehead, steam clouds were swirling on the top of her head, her eyes were closed, and her expression was extremely painful.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Poof......

The woman in red opened her eyes suddenly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, spilling on the red dress, and the trembling sword hummed to absorb the blood, no longer trembling.

As if she had suffered great internal injuries, the woman in red looked at the door with a pale face and a pair of eyes as cold as ice.

"What's the matter?"

"Senior sister, Ruoliufeng from Qingcheng Sword Gate is here to visit. ”

Dai frowned, and the woman in red said coldly: "If you don't see it, you will say that I am asleep." ”

"Senior sister, this time Ruoliufeng also brought a son, saying that he wanted to borrow Senior Sister's Mo Ye to save someone. ”

Putting the sword aside, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, and covering her pale face with a red scarf, the woman in red got out of bed, pushed open the door, and followed her sister out of the house and into the front hall.

"Senior Sister Hongye, I haven't seen you for a long time, are you okay?" When she saw the woman in red, Ruo Liufeng's eyes lit up in vain, and she went up,

A sword blocked Ruoliufeng's approaching figure, and the woman in red glanced at Ruoliufeng coldly, "Who wants to borrow a sword?"

"I!" this ......" Ning Wuqian thought for a while, not knowing what to call Lu Dao, "This girl, one of my brothers was wounded by an arrow, and he needs a divine weapon to cut off the shaft of the arrow......"

Before he finished speaking, the pitch-black and sharp sword was pressed against Ning Wuji's chest, and a cold aura spread along the tip of the sword to Ning Wuji's body, only to feel that he was in the extreme north iceberg, shivering with cold.

"Mo Evil Sword, only kill, don't save people, get out of ......"

The woman in red glanced at Ning Wuji, few ordinary people could resist Mo Xie's cold qi, but she spoke without mercy.

Ruo Liufeng stepped forward and used his fingertips to move the Mo Evil Sword aside, with a smile on his face.

"Hehe, Senior Sister Momiji, it's good to discuss, it's good to discuss, it's kind, it's kind. ”

Enduring the cold, Ning Wujian looked at the woman in red, took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "Red leaf girl, as long as you can save my brother, I can promise you any conditions." ”

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