He was still staring at Wang Jiao's feet close at hand, "Wang Jiao, tell me about that man, I've always been curious about how that guy can become your Ninth World Demon." ”

Wang Jiao was silent.

Chen Qingniu said to himself: "Listen to Pei Qingyang said, in this life he is the leader of the younger generation of monks in Longhu Mountain, known as the 'Little Heavenly Master', his mother visited the Luoshui River, lightning and thunder, Dream Red Dragon into the belly, and conceived him, when he was born, he got the peach wood sword 'Zhong Kui' to recognize the master, at the age of twelve, he went to the Taoist ancestral court Longhu Mountain, was reprimanded by a real person for being too angry, and was not allowed to enter the mountain, so he built a thatched hut under the chalcedony peak, with only a Taoist introduction to the "Lao Tzu Five Thousand Texts" , Self-realization Avenue, at the age of twenty, he was finally admitted to the retreat disciple by Zhang Huangjing, the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, and retreated together, and then twenty years, on the day of the pass, the Taoist Hall visited the ancestral court of the past heavenly masters, and a neon feather coat fell off from the Heavenly Master, the originator of Longhu Mountain, and fell in front of him. He is called the dragon and phoenix together with the mirage sea monk 'Qianfu Po', which is indeed much more peerless than the guy I claim to be unparalleled in the world. ”

Wang Jiao remained indifferent.

Chen Qingniu sat up straight, looked outside the Star Picking Pavilion, and said: "There are still two years to go, I still accumulate strength, and strive not to embarrass the Lotus Peak after going down the mountain, you don't want to be so immortal, to tell the ugly truth, if you want to go to Longhu Mountain, you should always have some ability, Nalan Changsheng is still imprisoned in the Demon Suppression Platform, if you are just a swordsmith cultivator, there is a chance that you will not even be able to see the face of the little heavenly master and be subdued as a demon and a monster." When the time comes, I will definitely learn from Li Mu, the champion, and go to Longhu Mountain. I'll go, but I'm going to blame you. will scold you for being a stinky woman who doesn't know what to do, causing Lao Tzu to die young, and spit on you before stopping. ”

Wang Jiao was quietly moved, the slender hand holding the green gourd trembled slightly, and he bowed his head and said, "You shrewd businessman, will you really go to save me and make a discount to my grandmother's family?"

Losing to grandma's house, this is a slang term that Chen Qingniu often hangs on his lips.

Chen Qingniu laughed and said, "Say it casually, say it casually." ”

Wang Jiao said calmly: "Two years, okay, let's let you, the frog at the bottom of the well, see what the Immortal Martial Fetus is." ”

Chen Qingniu narrowed her eyes, her gaze still stopped at her thin and soft lotus feet, and said, "Wait and see." ”

Two years later, just two years.

On the Lotus Peak, the immortal who was crowned with an unworthy hat, the Lotus Slave Wang Jiao became a first-class King Kong martial artist, only a line away from the land sword immortal, and the Danying was superior.

The purple gold lotus blooms in two.

Shake the Kannon seat.

In the world, there has never been a shortage of nobodies like Chen Aman, and there has never been a shortage of Chen Qingdi who turned into a dragon when he met the storm, Mrs. Fan once said that the path of cultivation is a way, the law and the root bones, both are indispensable, she said that her body and bones are not bad, but the opportunity is weak, and the cultivation is not retreating, but advancing, so Yan Ci's subordinates removed the sword embryo Huang Donglai, and she with the best qualifications was the bottom of the exercises.

Therefore, Mrs. Fan commented on the four little bodhisattvas of Guanyin, and she was most looking forward to the new Linglong Cave Tianxiao Xuehou, saying that she was born in the world, and she was not stained by the mud, and her Taoist heart was pure, which was secretly in line with the luck of Guanyin. Wang Qixian who has been empowered by the dragon elephant pond every day is not very important, and even compared to his sister Huang Donglai, there are many young monks in the world who are amazing, and they are powerful at a young age, and they have the opportunity to achieve the superior realm of Danying in the first Jiazi and even the dragon elephant of the sketch, but since then, most of them have been oblivion, and there are very few people who have stepped into the realm of ascension, but some diligent monks who are as diligent as old oxen, silent for hundreds of years, a blockbuster, brazenly soaring, resisting the catastrophe, and even unwilling to leave a name to the world.

Lotus Golden Dome - Sending Guest Pavilion, Chen Qingniu in the pavilion has a stool and does not sit, standing respectfully. Behind him is the flower-like sister Hua Pei Shuangjiao, the swordsman Pei Qinghu who concentrates on swordsmanship, and Pei Qingyang, who is relatively miscellaneous but not refined.

Wang Jiao green shirt square scarf, leaning against the pavilion pillar, carrying an ancient sword "horned carp" given by Keqing.

The nine-foot Xie Shiji was dressed in armor, holding a broken immortal spear, and the twelve magenta lotus karmic fires were embedded in the pitch-black armor, which was bright and eye-catching.

Outside the pavilion stood the ten elders of the Lotus Peak and the eight sect masters except for the Black Lotus Mu Mo.

Qinglian Sect Master Xu Qingchen's eyes were complicated.

Qinglian has taken Zhuhai as a monastic mansion for generations, and in her hands, she was driven out of Zhuhai, which is undoubtedly a great shame, and she is indifferent, listening to the continuous complaints of the disciples in the door for ten years, it is difficult to ensure that this female monk who is known for being a good old man has no mustard in her heart.

Huanglian Situ Mingzhu sneered, especially for the red lotus karmic fire on the body of the martial artist Xie Shiji, he felt particularly dazzling.

The owner of the Green Lotus Sect, who had pinned his hopes on Han Guifang, was defeated because of the selection of Keqing, not only lost the Lizhu that was now swallowing the dantian in Chen Qingniu's belly, but also had a bad relationship with the right national division of the Northern Tang Dynasty.

Only Bai Lian Yan Ci has soft eyes and a warm smile.

As the chief elder of Lotus Peak, Grandma Lu sits in the dragon riding Panasonic all the year round, and at this moment, she is standing in the lead position and asks loudly: "Keqing, do you really insist on bringing the Lotus Slave Wang Jiao, White Lotus Huang Dong to the Peacock Dynasty?"

Chen Qingniu said: "I hope that all seniors will be gracious. ”

Pei Qinghu looked disdainful, Lotus Peak Keqing has always been a free traveler, how could he ever be so groveling. Linglong Cave Heaven Wu Shaoshan and Rouge Mountain Zhao Longtu are only to the "red robe" Chen Taisu and "Guanyin" Chen Shisu and Yan Yuese respectively.

Pei Qingyang kept sighing, how did she not want to go down the mountain, Chen Qingniu left, my sister was okay, swore that she would not go out of Lotus Peak for a day for the land sword fairy, and eighty percent stayed in the Lotus Palace to practice swords, then Wang Jiao and Xie Shiji would definitely be taken away, and she would have to return to the loneliness and loneliness before Keqing went up the mountain, helpless, helpless, Pei Qingyang sighed boredly, and when she saw Grandma Lu's stern eyes thrown over, she immediately stood up, looking at her nose and nose.

After Grandma Lu finished teaching Pei Qingyang, who was not doing right, she glanced at Wang Jiao, who had been closed since she was born in this life, thought for a while, and then looked at Chen Qingniu, and said, "Keqing, can you guarantee that no matter whether it works out or not, Wang Jiao and Huang Donglai will be brought back to Lotus Peak safely?"

Chen Qingniu said without hesitation: "Yes." ”

Situ Mingzhu smiled: "What if you can't?"

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

Situ Mingzhu said disdainfully: "Keqing has such a big tone. ”

Chen Qingniu smiled and said, "It's because of the confidence of Lotus Peak. ”

Grandma Lu smiled, she didn't like this young guest at first, but she couldn't bear the purple gold lotus blooming one after another, although she had never seen it with her own eyes, but she firmly believed that the Pei family sisters who were raised by her own hands would not lie in this kind of big thing, before Chen Qingniu became a guest, there were a total of nine purple gold lotus on the lotus pond, because he himself opened five, Wang Jiao cultivated for the sake of refinement, opened two new flowers, and now there are as many as sixteen flowers, almost doubled, it is the first great joy of Lotus Peak for decades, Grandma Lu has no reason not to be impressed by Chen Qingniu. This young man, wrong, is the man who is crowned, Chen Qingniu has a market atmosphere, his mouth is slippery, and he is good at drilling, but after all, he has brought many real benefits to Lotus Peak, Xie Shiji, who has a secret background, has finally been born, and Huang Donglai, the sword embryo, has doubled his penance in Zhuhai, and the immortal veins of Lotus Peak are stronger than one day, which is enough!

So Grandma Lu made a final decision: "This matter is decided." ”

She turned and asked, "Do you have any objections?"

Yan Ci was the first to say: "White Lotus has no objection. ”

"No objections. ”

A large list of bland indifference or slightly unwilling echoes.

These masters of the Dragon Elephant Realm dispersed one after another, and Grandma Lu also returned to ride the dragon Panasonic.

Pei Qinghu dragged Pei Qingyang, whose eyes were moist, back to the Lotus Palace.

There are only Chen Qingniu who is relieved, Wang Jiao who is Gujing Bubo, and Xie Shiji, who is rigid and rigorous.

Chen Qingniu and the others retreated, looking up to the sky and smiling.

After reining in laughter, he spoke softly, and it was full of words that Grandma Lu, a group of masters, were about to collapse when they heard it.

"Walking the rivers and lakes, not showing yellow and white. That's the first rule, so then, Ishiji, you go get a spacious robe to cover your armor. Isn't the Immortal Breaking Spear able to be folded into a short spear, hurry up. ”

"Hehe, I smuggled a few jade pendants from Zhenguo Pavilion, which should be worth some silver taels, and I went to the pawnshop first. Wang Jiao, I'll take you to spend all your time drinking, buy you a hundred pots of high-quality Huadiao, and have a good drink. ”

"Haha, Fengzhou Imperial City, and everyone's beautiful little jasper, let's come, the sword flight, let you see the heroic posture of the sword fairy. Hmph, dare not fall in love with us at first sight, and sow rain on the dragon king above your heads. ”

"By the way, Wang Jiao, you are a sword immortal, if I am beaten by someone, you can save me, right?"

Wang Jiao turned his head and listened but did not listen.

Xie Shiji smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Chen Qingniu didn't get a response, and said boringly and deflated: "You guys each prepare and give me an hour or two." ”

Bamboo Sea.

The incomparable sword is full of energy.

Chen Qingniu Imperial Sword stood above the bamboo sea, holding a piece wrapped in lotus leaves in his arms, and shouted at the top of his throat: "Uncle Sword Immortal." ”

A grand sword aura rushed straight into the sky, Chen Qingniu's imperial sword was already lame, and he immediately revealed his stuffing, and after dodging the sword qi, he stumbled and fell into the bamboo forest, not far away, a woman in a yellow shirt, with a cold face, standing alone, carrying an ancient giant sword.

Chen Qingniu, who can give birth to a lotus with a tongue, was speechless for a while, just holding a lotus leaf bag stupidly.

"Sycophants. ”

She was the first to speak, and when she saw the object wrapped in lotus leaves, the fragrance was fragrant, and her eyes finally softened a little.

"Uncle Shi. ”

Chen Qingniu said happily, "This pheasant is made according to the local method of Liangzhou, Uncle Shi tastes it." ”

She snorted coldly and said, "If you don't eat, you get out of this seat, and if you get slow, I will stab you to death with a sword." ”

Chen Qingniu scratched his head and said, "Why don't you leave the pheasant behind, and I'll get out again?"

She said viciously, "Get out together." ”

Chen Qingniu was stunned, and was embarrassed: "This pheasant is roasted, fragrant and tender, but it really can't be rolled." ”

She pretended to be fierce and vicious, and finally broke the gong at this moment, but just had a tendency to smile, she straightened her face again, and said, "This seat has no strength, and I can't lift the sword." Throw that thing over, eat your fill, and stab you with a sword, you ungrateful thing. ”

Chen Qingniu nodded, and handed the thing he named Lotus Chicken to Uncle Jian Embryo, she was not ambiguous, and she took a small bite of the chicken leg with her hand, Chen Qingniu asked, "Uncle, what about the ferret?"

Huang Donglai said as a matter of course: "Naturally, I will call it after I finish eating." ”

Chen Qingniu couldn't help but smile, with a serious face listening to the teachings of his predecessors.

Huang Donglai lowered his mouth softly, but it didn't take much time to solve a whole pheasant, a place of bones, satisfied, whistled, a four-tailed ferret burst out, it seemed to have an extra tail than eight years ago, and the body shape was petite and cute.

It sniffed, and finally saw the pheasant bones, and immediately had tears in its eyes, a sad expression, and then beat its chest and feet, and turned back three times to go deep into the bamboo forest.

Huang Donglai snorted and said: "Greedy, come back to this seat." ”

With a whoosh, it jumped onto Huang Donglai's shoulder, lying listlessly and pitifully.

Chen Qingniu saw the stitches and put forward the matter, and said: "Uncle Shi, this time to disturb Qing Xiu, it is Qingniu who wants to go down the mountain to practice, but unfortunately there is no top master around him, and his heart is not steady, so he wants to implore Uncle Shi to go out of the mountain." ”

Huang Donglai's eyes rolled, and he said coldly: "Isn't that martial tire an amazing land sword immortal?"

Chen Qingniu immediately saw the wind and made the rudder, and said loyally: "Compared with Uncle Shi, there are more than 100,000 realms behind, with Wang Jiao here, I only dare to go to some small places that are inaccessible at most, with Uncle Shi by his side, but Emperor Qing dares to go to Xuandang Mountain, Longhu Mountain, and scold the street in front of those old antiques." ”

Huang Donglai nodded and said thoughtfully: "The truth." ”

Chen Qingniu cautiously asked, "Uncle Shi agreed?"

Huang Donglai frowned slightly, "You want to go to the Peacock Dynasty to join in the fun, looking for that gluttony?"

Chen Qingniu said: "I want to go to Suzaku and Beitang to walk casually, Qingniu is a toad squatting at the bottom of the well, and after learning some slight skills, he is ambitious, and he wants to take a look at the world outside the well, and if he can't read thousands of books, he can travel thousands of miles." ”

Huang Donglai sighed, but there was no follow-up.

Chen Qingniu said with an expectant face: "Without the escort of Uncle Shi, Qingniu would not dare to go down the mountain." If Uncle Shi is willing to go out of the customs, Qingniu is grateful, and there is nothing to repay the great kindness, so he can only make more delicious filial piety to Uncle Shi. ”

Huang Donglai snorted, but still didn't have a clear meaning.

Chen Qingniu gritted his teeth, took out his killer weapon and said: "I heard that there is a martial artist who wields swords in Nanzhan Buzhou recently, and he threatens to be the number one in the younger generation of swordsmanship in this continent, and he is a bit of a Taoist. Dealing with this kind of arrogant role of Yelang, Uncle Shi should kill their superficial arrogance. ”

Huang Donglai said indifferently: "This seat just takes this group of people who sell their fame and reputation to sacrifice a sword. ”

Chen Qingniu said happily: "Half an hour later, down the mountain, Qingniu and Uncle Shi met on the Kuiniu Bridge. ”

Huang Donglai nodded slightly, and Edgeworth left.

Chen Qingniu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

Sycophants are also very mind-consuming physical work.

He also flew away from the bamboo sea with his sword, went to the cliff, collected the sword, and sat quietly on the lotus pier in a daze, looking at the Rouge Mountain in the distance.

I haven't seen her for eight years, but the little girl in the red robe who stepped on the rainbow can grow into a slim and beautiful girl?

Chen Qingniu's knee put on the ancient sword is the collection of the Zhenguo Pavilion, the name of the sword is "when the country", there was no sword yuan at first, after he selected the sword material, several years of continuous injection into the Lotus Peak Zixia fairy vein, the beginning of the sword sense, but not to say the great sage's last words, is Wang Jiao's horned carp, it is far less than it, just with the golden nest and the silver nest is not as good as their own grass nest, Chen Qingniu's love for the sword of the country, is increasing day by day.

Standing up, he glanced at the resealed ape cave from afar, and prepared to leave the cliff.

"Xiaobai!"

Chen Qingniu hung a soft thing around his neck at some point, and called him a very private nickname.

Chen Qingniu looked down and saw that it was the ghostly red-robed child, laughed, looked at it carefully, and said happily: "Little red girl, why haven't you grown up." ”

She pouted, "If you don't want to grow up, you won't grow up." ”

Eight years later, for some reason, she is still ten years old.

Therefore, the silky and slightly cool satin red robe still looks too spacious, loose and unfitting.

Chen Qingniu put her down, crossed his waist and said, "Look, I'm a lot taller, isn't it quite tall and mighty, and suave?"

She rolled her eyes and said, "Yes, yes, you can double cultivate." ”

Chen Qingniu sat on the lotus pier again, put his knees on the side, and learned from her to support her cheeks and said: "Forget about double cultivation, wait for the little red girl to grow up." ”

She was interested, and her eyes lit up: "If you come to Rouge Mountain to be my male pet, don't worry, you are the only one, and you don't have to compete with anyone for favor." It's easier than being an empty shelf, if a man dares to be disrespectful to you, I will open his body, burn it, make a wok, crack the car, Ling Chi, cut it in the waist, and scrape off the Yuan Shen inch by inch, and there will be no good death, no reincarnation. Whoever dares to look at you more will be reincarnated as a pig and reincarnated as a dog, and will not be a human being for the rest of her life. ”

Chen Qingniu laughed, pinched her nose, and said, "Xiaohong, women are more merciful, so they are cute." ”

Like an elf hiding in a broad red robe, she tilted her head and asked, "Really?"

Chen Qingniu was reminded of some hidden past events, his eyes were sad, he couldn't cover it, touched her head and nodded: "Yes, a heartless wicked person like me will also remember the good of some people, not that they are like the dust of the vast majority of fairies on Lotus Peak, but their mercy." It's just that good people are always not rewarded. God doesn't have long eyes, you say hateful and hateful. ”

She nodded, "Hateful." ”

The two were relatively speechless, for a long time, she reached out and rubbed Chen Qingniu's brow folds, and after stretching it out, she asked, "Xiaobai, do you have anything you want to do and must do?"

Chen Qingniu smiled: "Yes." ”

She was curious: "Tell me about it." ”

Chen Qingniu said seriously: "After eight years of retreat, I once again refused to turn into a rainbow and soar, and just wanted to dominate Jiuzhou, the beauties of the country, and all in my arms." ”

She didn't roll her eyes this time, just patted Chen Qingniu's head and said seriously: "Seriously." ”

Chen Qingniu was stunned.

In an instant, the red-robed child in front of him was as imposing as the great grandmasters.

But as soon as the illusion passed, Chen Qingniu laughed and said, "Other than that, it's gone." ”

She sulked.

Chen Qingniu was on the hierarchical Lotus Peak, but for her, she didn't have to feel that the summer was hollow like an abyss, put her hand on the scabbard, looked into the distance, and said softly: "There are three things. ”

"The Tongtian Pavilion of the White Emperor City is the closest place to the sky, and you have to go there to watch the sun. ”

"Carry the coffin into Shu. ”

"Alive. ”

Originally, Chen Qingniu wanted to say that he would kill all the dragons in the world, but he still couldn't say it.

"Xiaobai, can you add one more thing?"

"Huh?"

"After completing these three things, come to Rouge Mountain to marry me, right?"

"What?"

"Marry me. ”

"This ......"

"Don't want to?"

"No, I don't know your name, I can't go to Rouge Mountain, so I grabbed a guy and asked, Hey, do you know Xiaohong." ”

"That's a problem. ”

Chen Qingniu couldn't help laughing, looking at the child who was thinking seriously, he flicked his sword lightly and smiled.

Suddenly, a red cloud rolled over the Rouge Mountain, and a huge whirlpool appeared in the air.

She carried her robe and sighed reluctantly: "Xiaobai, I have to go, I'll tell you my name next time we meet." ”

Chen Qingniu nodded and said, "Okay." ”

She dissolved and walked away.

The red robe fluttered in the air, unusually magnificent.

Chen Qingniu was stunned for a while.

Why is this kid not like an ordinary Rouge Mountain disciple, this demeanor that is thousands of miles away in an instant, how can he get the Danying Realm, right?

Chen Qingniu's heart swayed, smashed his mouth, and said in astonishment: "Could it be that Xiaohong is the personal disciple of a great grandmaster in Rouge Mountain?"

It is reported.

There is a Rouge Palace on Rouge Mountain.

Three thousand fairy servants, vast and dense.

There is a magnificent picture, spread all over the nine continents and the four seas, millions of monks, no one knows it.

Whenever.

Dressed in a red robe, he walked up the stairs.

There is.

Three thousand women were prostrate on the ground.