Among those few people, two of them were driving flying swords, one was driving a sledgehammer with golden light, and the last gray-robed man, the magic weapon under his feet, was a very strange bone flag, but there were countless strange magic weapons in the Xuanmen, and a few people in Shushan also looked at it a few more times, and then looked away.

These people have also reported their own teachers in the inn before, the two men and women with flying swords, the man is called Chen Qinghe, a blue robe, about twenty, beautiful appearance, the woman is called Li Xiaonuo, if the age is and Xuan, but also very young and pretty, the edge of the clothes of the two, embroidered with a few wisps of floating clouds, a cyan long sword stands in the clouds, it looks quite elegant, the two were born in the Xuanmen One called "Lingjian Gate" In recent years, its disciples have walked the world to benefit the people, and among the many emerging schools of Xuanmen, it is also famous and thriving.

Shushan is a giant in the sword sect of the cultivation world, almost all the sword sects in the Xuanmen will regularly send outstanding disciples in the door, in the name of seeking the Tao, to visit a meeting, in order to show respect, Shushan is comfortable with this, and these students who come to visit are also very lenient, so that the disciples of the sect can communicate with them, Liu Yueru and their outstanding disciples, although they have not paid attention to the two disciples of the Sword Spirit Gate, but the Sword Spirit Gate this sect, is a little heard.

And the giant man who uses a sledgehammer as his magic weapon, calls himself 'vigorous', with a square face and broad ears, very talkative, and looks quite honest, but he is extremely tall and burly, raising his hands and feet between the wind whirring, and his own mighty air is revealed, the name of vigor is worthy of the name, listening to his words, he was born in a sect called 'Giant Spirit Gate' in the Xuanmen, although Chu Zhongxi Although they have not heard of it, but seeing his amazing physique, they have extraordinary knowledge, and they can see that this person is cultivating the true law of becoming an immortal in the flesh, and they are a little curious about this giant spirit gate.

As for the gray-robed man with the strange bone flag, he was silent, and in the inn, except for saying that his name was Jia Daoren, he rarely spoke, and because of his popularity, everyone said a few words, and no one paid much attention to him.

Seeing that these people have also come here, the few people in Shushan haven't said anything, but the Kunlun disciple Mo Guyan has frowned and said, "You guys are shallow, what are you doing here?"

The words are displeased, but they are tolerant of their faces.

The four of them immediately looked at each other, obviously they didn't expect this famous Kunlun Daoist friend to be so outspoken, and after a while, Chen Qinghe, a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, laughed and said, "I also want to do my best for the people of Lanling Town with my senior sister." ”

The disciple of the Giant Spirit Sect blushed even more, and said loudly: "Although I have nothing to do except for my strength, I am also a righteous person, and when I encounter demons and murderers, it is my duty to do so, Brother Mo thinks I am useless, I will go up the mountain by myself!"

So saying, the giant man put the sledgehammer on his shoulder, and was about to walk up the mountain.

Several people in Shushan couldn't help frowning when they saw it in their eyes, although they also had the intention of persuading each other, but when Mo Guyan said this, what they said again was more likely to make people misunderstand.

As a giant and authentic person, he naturally has the pride he should have, but Mo Guyan's way of dealing with the world is far from his cultivation path, even if he has good intentions, but when he says it, he is domineering and disliked.

Zi Yan on the side was already indignant, clenched her fists, and said, "This person is really annoying when he speaks!"

Liu Yueru also sighed, looked at Chu Zhongxi with a pair of cold eyes, and motioned to him.

Chu Zhongxi was slightly stunned, knowing what he meant, he snorted at the moment, stepped forward and grabbed the strong man, and said with a smile: "I see that Mo Daoyou is also worried about your safety, so when I say this, don't take it to heart, don't let the demon be caught yet, let's make a mess, won't it make people laugh?"

Chu Zhongxi has a hearty temperament, and he has thick eyebrows and big eyes, it is easy to make people feel good when talking and laughing, vigorously listening to him say this, looking at him a few times, plus Chen Qinghe also went up to stop him when he saw this, said a few words in a low voice, and then stopped, but after such a trouble, the respect that several people had for Mo Guyan had already faded a lot.

But he didn't notice that the gray-robed man who was not good-looking, with an inexplicable sneer on the corner of his mouth, stood quietly in the shadow of the trees, looking at everyone.

Mo Guyan glanced at Chu Zhongxi coldly, put the long sword with a blurry luster behind him with his backhand, and walked into the mountain without saying a word.

Chu Zhongxi shook his head, among them, except for Tang Fan, whose qualifications were slightly inferior, who had just entered the Twelve Heavens of the Sword Canon, Zi Yan and Liu Yueru were almost the same as his cultivation path, as early as two years ago, they had all cultivated to the realm of the Great Perfection of the Twelve Sword Canon, and they were only one step away from the Dan Dao period.

It is because a few of them do not think so, but for the other disciples of the Xuanmen, the Dan Dao period is the first step on the path of heaven and man, and when they ascend, they have a first glimpse of the way of heaven, which is not trivial, like Chen Qing and the two of them are born in the Spirit Sword Sect, it is their head master Zun Lingxuzi, and it is only the cultivation of the Jindan period, no wonder they dare not speak out against Mo Guyan.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered that when he was young in the past, when he, Yu Wenjing and Lin Chen were still practicing on Cuiyue Peak, Yan Jingchen came to the moon with the Forgetful Dust Sword, and when Uncle Yan accepted Lin Chen as his heir, he said this to Lin Chen coldly-

"Don't look at me like this, the way of heaven is running, it is the law of the jungle, not to mention, above the world, not my race, its heart will be different, the world's Xuanmen, all are enemies of demons, who will care about your hardships. ”

Now he is not the young man in the green shirt back then, he has been practicing for many years, and he has seen a lot of human feelings, but he has a better understanding of Yan Jingchen's words, that is, in the Xuanmen, it is also all respected by strength.

And the little girl who was a close friend in the past, who was transformed into a child to protect the strange beast, dared to ask Yan Jingchen loudly, "Heaven and earth are not kind, and all things are used as dogs".

Many years later, everyone said that he helped the demon to abuse, deviated from the scriptures, was questioned by Kunlun Xingshi, and was not tolerated by the righteous way of the world, so he was expelled from Shushan and punished by ten thousand swords through the heart, and now he is alive or dead, where he is, no one knows.

Almost every Shushan disciple is a pity and a pity, and he can't understand why such a dashing and peerless senior brother of Forgotten Dust Peak, such a first-person in the six-vein big test, who has attracted thousands of people, would end up like this.

Lin Chen, what is your Tao, your pursuit......

In the end, it's because I prefer to remember you at that time.

Or have you never changed at all?

......

For a while, this disciple who left Ge Feng was actually a little distracted, until Tang Fan called him for a few hours, Fang came back to his senses, sighed lightly, and smiled at everyone: "Without further ado, let's go too." ”

The next group walked into this Nanke Mountain, walking through the uneven trees and unknown vines and thorns between the mountains and forests, the miasma at the foot of the mountain was sparse, far less dense than the top of the mountain, but the further they went, the miasma gradually intensified, and a disgusting smell filled the air, and there was silence everywhere, not even the slightest sound of insects.

Before they knew it, they were in the middle of the mountain.

This section of the journey, without the expected attack of poisonous insects and beasts, walked a little unexpectedly smooth, but the more this happened, the more strange everyone felt, their faces gradually became solemn, and they sacrificed their magic weapons to protect their bodies.

The "Ziying" fairy sword exuded a purple glow, gently flickering in Zi Yan's hand, reflecting her delicate and beautiful thin figure.

Somehow, the further she went, the colder she felt in her heart, she couldn't help but reach out, gently pull the sleeve of the senior sister beside her, and look at the front with a pair of bright eyes.

But seeing that desolate depths, dark and dark, confused, as if there were demons sleeping, without half a cent of light, the strange miasma was so dense that even the moonlight could not penetrate it.

A gust of cold wind whistled by, she raised her head slightly, and in the middle of nowhere, she could vaguely see that under the huge firmament, a bright moon seemed to have lost its luster, hanging faintly in the sky.

What awaits them ahead?

She tightened the purple ying in her hand, and between her clear eyes, there was a trace of inexplicable strength.

......

Qin Yufeng calmly walked towards the mountain temple on the top of the mountain, but Gu Jing's mood was not wavering, but because of a long song from the young man in Shu Mountain, there were slight waves.

In the midst of such desolation and coldness, darkness crept down beside him, drowning his figure, just like the past years.

Yitian long song and laughing peach blossom......

The world only knows that he was unruly and unruly, and he cut down the peach blossoms in Luofu.

But who knows.

At that time, he swung his sword and roared, wantonly indulged, and it was not the peach blossoms that were really killed.

It's his heart.

This seemingly ordinary, plain-faced man shook his head slightly, as if he could shake off the past, suddenly stopped, and his eyes fell on the mountain road ahead, the weeds were chaotic, although vague, but faintly visible, someone had stepped on the fuzzy marks.