Qing'e, located in the border of the Suzaku Dynasty and the Northern Tang Dynasty, stretching for thousands of miles, strange peaks and mountains, ethereal and unpredictable, Taoism 36 blessed land 72 cave heaven, Qing'e will occupy a blessed land and two cave heavens, but for thousands of years, it has not been said that there are two Buddhist and Taoist families who like to occupy the blessed land of the cave in Qing'e to build a temple and build a view, which is unreasonable.

The carriage driven by Oiran Qin Xiangjun went all the way north from Liangzhou, and finally arrived at Qing'e after half a decade , As for the practice of hammer fairy boxing, I didn't dare to fall, occasionally Mrs. Fan would let the incense fan pendant feed Chen Qingniu, at first Chen Qingniu did not dare to use all his strength against this senior sister, and was beaten into a pig's head, only then did I learn that the thin and delicate senior sister has the foreign physique of the seven-grade martial artist, she made a two-handed sword, one was once borrowed by Bai Luo to kill the forty-one Qinghong of the Dong Mansion, blowing hair and breaking hair, a red practice, the sword body is red, are all priceless swords in the mortal world, and the two swords are engraved with Taoist talismans, it is said that the sword spirit is attached, and it is extremely precious.

Qin Xiangjun inadvertently revealed a flying sword technique, but she worshipped Mrs. Fan as a teacher, but after a few years of hard work, the sword was not exquisite, and she barely left the sword three feet away, and she was 108,000 miles away from Mrs. Fan's sword flying realm.

Whether it is the slave sword out of the body, the sword three zhang, or the sword flying, for Chen Qingniu, it is a fairy ability, and he wants to master it in his dreams, especially the latter, what Chen Qingniu thinks, is not how the heart of the Dao is, how to ascend, but a fairy sword, one day, around the capital of Fengzhou three times, on the top of the heads of 10,000 people, soaking feces and urine, that is really comfortable.

On the occasion of arriving at Qing'e, Chen Qingniu hammered the fairy fist into four styles, the wild horse ran to the groove, the white ape passed the back, the one-handed tiger, and shook the heavenly pillar.

"Wei Xuanzi" refers to four air induction diagrams, and the total number of enlightenments is thirty-six.

If it weren't for the unfathomable Mrs. Fan by her side, and the beautiful senior sister who easily beat herself flat with two swords, Chen Qingniu would have been ecstatic.

The carriage winds its way through the mountains, like walking on the ground.

Finally came to the foot of the majestic Guanyin Mountain, Chen Qingniu, who had never respected ghosts and gods, got out of the carriage, looked at the three main peaks towering into the clouds, and awe.

It is said that Guanyin has set up a thousand and eight immortal taboos in the Qing'e Mountains, forming an ancient array, "ten phoenixes singing", so that the surrounding mortal woodcutters can not walk into the Guanyin Mountain within a radius of 600 miles. There are three main peaks in Qing'e, the middle is the lotus peak, the left hand Hongyan Peak, the right hand thrush peak, the three peaks are facing each other, each with a distance of two hundred miles.

In the center of the lotus peak, the golden light is shining.

The piece of Hongyan Peak, the mist is rolling, the sea of clouds is surging, you can only see the peak peak, the small lotus in the river pond shows the sharp corners, every time she talks to Chen Qingniu about the Rouge Palace on the peak, Mrs. Fan is as secretive as she is.

The scenery of Thrush Peak is simpler, just simply towering into the clouds, and occasionally a few white rays sweep through the sky, and Madame Fan explains that it is someone who is in the sword.

Abandoning the carriage, the three of them hiked up the stone steps to Lotus Peak.

Mrs. Fan walked at the forefront, strolling leisurely, telling about the scenery of Lotus Peak, completely ignoring Qin Xiangjun, who was drenched in sweat behind, and Chen Qingniu, who was even more out of breath, and said to herself: "Lotus Peak is different from Rouge Mountain and Linglong Cave Sky, I don't like people to ride cranes up the clouds, and I don't like people to climb with flying swords, even if they are previous peak masters, if they want to climb to the top of the Golden Lotus, they have to complete the 20,000 stone steps step by step." ”

Mrs. Fan sat in a scenic spot "Sunset Pavilion" halfway up the mountainside, looked up at the hazy mountaintop, and said softly: "The Lotus Peak is divided into nine veins, red orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black and white nine lotus, each color represents a vein, and the black lotus is the first in the past hundred years, so the black lotus is the closest to the top of the golden lotus, followed by the yellow lotus, which is the second most powerful." As a teacher, he is from the White Lotus, and he is the second disciple of the Lotus Master, but he is the one with the worst understanding and the worst root bone among the four apprentices of the master. I'm not afraid of the jokes of the two of you children, the White Lotus is at the bottom of the Lotus Peak, and it has been three hundred years, so the cultivation place of the White Lotus is located at the bottom of the Lotus Peak. ”

Chen Qingniu didn't feel much, bent over and panting like a cow, only feeling tired.

Qin Xiangjun looked resentful and said, "Master, the apprentice must work hard to cultivate and earn face for the white lotus." ”

Mrs. Fan Fan Xuanyu did not have the slightest emotional fluctuations, but her eyes were complicated, looking at Chen Qingniu, who was hunched over and looking at the magnificent scenery in the distance.

She career is a thousand cliffs, not far from the cliff, dozens of yellow walls and blue tile buildings of different sizes are built by the mountain, the ancient trees are towering to the sky, hidden in the clouds, like a fairyland.

Qin Xiangjun, who had climbed the Lotus Peak for the first time, pursed his lips with a resolute look in his eyes.

Chen Qingniu's mind was full of Mrs. Fan's words, "Chen Qingniu, the dragons of the Lotus Peak have been without a head for a hundred years, and no one in the Nine Veins Lotus Lord will obey anyone, so he will set a rule, whoever can find Keqing will become the Lord of the Lotus Peak and enter the Golden Lotus Peak." This time, the two veins abstained, in addition to you, there are the other six veins, there is a guest secretary, Guanyin has a rule that no one can change: unless the guest qing, those who set foot on Guanyin Mountain, there is only a dead end. Huang Lian and Zilian abstained, so there are a total of seven including you, and after half a year, the fighting is over, and there is only one person who can survive. ”

Out of the tiger's den, into the wolf's den?

Chen Qingniu, who was tired and lying down, had a bitter stomach and had no way to talk.

The White Lotus Sect people who came to greet Mrs. Fan, there are not many, there are only a few, the lotus lord has been in retreat for more than ten years, none of the three sisters of Fan Xuanyu came to visit, only a few idle people who have received Mrs. Fan's grace in the White Lotus, they are all insignificant small fish and shrimp, most of them are still curious about where Chen Qingniu is sacred, after meeting, seeing that it is just a young man who is very shallow, they have lost interest, and Mrs. Fan's greeting is also perfunctory, each shouting Uncle or Uncle will disperse, the pace is light and ercareless, all are fairy style。

It turns out that the fairy family also has warm and cold feelings.

Chen Qingniu pursed his lips, but that's it.

In the end, there was only one "strange person" in Chen Qingniu's eyes.

He was nine feet tall, unusually burly, with skin as black as charcoal, and his hands over his knees like an ape.

If it was a man, Chen Qingniu would have exclaimed in amazement and his appearance was majestic. But there is a woman in front of her, which is too nondescript. I only heard her bow to Mrs. Fan with great respect and said, "Shi Ji has seen the master. ”

Mrs. Fan nodded and said, "Shiji, arrange a place for Chen Qingniu and your junior sister Qin Xiangjun to stay, and explain some taboos clearly on the way." ”

Leaving the magnificent square paved with jade, Mrs. Fan came to the cliff alone, standing in danger, fluttering like a fairy.

At her feet is a beautifully carved white stone rosette.

Fan Xuanyu stretched out his hand to sort out the green silk that was blown by the wind, and said with a wry smile: "Do you really need a child to turn the tide? If you lose again, the white lotus will really be doomed." ”

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"Don't trespass on her dojo. ”

"Don't go down the mountain without permission. ”

"Don't climb the mountain without permission. ”

"You are not allowed to set foot within 300 feet of the White Lotus Cave. ”

"Don't make noise, don't pick flowers, don't take your sword without permission. ”

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Senior Sister Shiji, whose physique is no longer enough to describe Qingqi, explained many taboos to Chen Qingniu and Qin Xiangjun, this burly woman has no open mind and lacks heart, her eyes are dull, but she is just a mechanical old-fashioned description of more than a dozen precepts and rules, Qin Xiangjun, who wants to cheer up Bailian and fight for his master, frowned, but Chen Qingniu breathed a sigh of relief, the more people around him are not very productive, he is "favored" The greater the chance, this is the biggest truth that the fly camp dog in the Qinglou hook fence taught him, both come and be safe, always have to survive in the cracks, and then be comfortable for a point.

He, Shi Ji, and Qin Xiangjun, the former disciple of the White Lotus, lived in the same courtyard, and a lush grape was planted in the courtyard, which was full of greenery.

"Yo, here's the head of the man, it's really strange. Could it be Fan Xuanyu's concubine in the hook bar? No, at such a young age, do you know how to serve women? ”

A red-clothed girl sitting on the courtyard wall shook her feet and said with a disdainful smile. She carried a pine-patterned ancient sword, which was extremely long, perhaps more slender than her figure. On the slender shoulder squatted a white mink with three fluffy snow-white tails, which was very cute.

The girl is not as good as Oiran Qin Xiangjun, but she looks at her innocent face, but the words she says are extremely vicious and hurtful.

The burly Shi Ji bent down towards the girl and said, "Uncle Huang, please be careful." ”

The girl spat and said, "Shen Yan, you black, ugly, and smelly stone, do you know what Shen Yan means? Believe it or not, I twisted two fingers to kill you?"

The swarthy Shiji still hunched over and said, "Be cautious." ”

"Bold!"

The girl was furious and snorted softly. I saw her fingers flick the scabbard lightly, and with a bang, the seven-foot emerald green long sword slid out of the ancient scabbard, and the sword aura was solemn and awe-inspiring. The lightning flew towards the stupid Shiji, who didn't know how to be flexible, and she grew a body stronger than a man, motionless, as if she was about to be pierced by this long sword.

When Qin Xiangjun first arrived at the holy land in his mind, he was silent when he saw this woman's incomparable sword skills, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

Qin Xiangjun didn't move, but Chen Qingniu, who was weaker, moved.

The Hammer Immortal Fist smashed out quickly.

One-handed tiger.

It is not the pursuit of the brutal wild horse running groove or the heaven-shaking pillar, but the relatively dexterous one-handed tiger, Chen Qingniu no matter how knowledgeable the goods, and also saw that the girl understated the terrifying momentum of a slave sword killing, which was invincible, so he tried to slow down the momentum of the long sword.

Who would have thought that Chen Qingniu's single fist that he thought he could bombard Wang Qiong's martial arts and other martial artists was stabbed through by this long sword unimpeded, and one hand was almost abolished, which was even more complete than the time when he was grabbed by the arms of the Qingliang Sect Qi Practitioner.

It's a sturdy grasshopper shaking a tree.

Chen Qingniu, who was protecting in front of the burly senior sister, shattered his fist, and his muscles and bones were separated, but in the end he blocked the opponent's sword.

The girl seemed to hate to see blood, pinched the sword trick, and took back the super long ancient sword, but did not let it get into the scabbard, the psychic sword seemed to have been greatly wronged, erected in the air beside the girl, trembling non-stop.

The girl ignored the ancient sword that seemed to be coquettish, and stared playfully at Chen Qingniu, who was injured but didn't frown, "Oh, it's really a song and a cry, such a touching friendship between teachers and disciples, this seat is going to burst into tears." ”

Instead of resentment, Chen Qingniu licked his face, bowed and groveled with a spineless flattery: "I stained Uncle Shi's fairy sword, it's small, isn't it, I made amends to Uncle Shi." ”

The girl tilted her head to look at this strange madman with an abnormal head, and said with a smile: "Then how do you want to make amends?"

Chen Qingniu puffed up his chest and said, "If Uncle Shi is still angry, stab me with another sword." ”

The girl snorted and said, "It's all said that I have soiled the fairy sword of this seat, and I will stab you with a sword, isn't it dirtier, why are you more stupid than Shiji's Ben girl?"

Chen Qingniu said with a guilty face: "Uncle Shi is wise. ”

The girl rolled her eyes, caught a glimpse of Mrs. Fan standing at the door of the small courtyard, stretched her waist and said, "It's not fun at all, flash." ”

The girl said to walk, and with a slight jump, a pair of small golden lotuses stepped on the ancient sword floating in the air, and the sword walked, as fast as a rainbow.

Mrs. Fan sighed softly, looked at Chen Qingniu and asked, "Are you wronged?"

Chen Qingniu shook his head and said, "It's worth it." ”

Mrs. Fan said to the burly woman who had always been indifferent: "Shi Ji, don't forget Chen Qingniu's grace to block the sword today. ”

The woman, who was really as unenlightened as a stone, nodded, "I won't forget." ”