Immortal Sword Master

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Wang Peng.

From the beginning, as a wild boy who came out of the mountain, and combined with Miss Rong Wangfu, he has always been white-eyed by others and looked down on in various ways. The monks of Rongwangfu are more arbitrary than one. Therefore, when they are in trouble, they are almost conditioned to think that they came for Rong Yan.

The man in front of him said that he was the strongest genius among no one!

This feeling .. This feeling of being valued so much like never before has made his heart roll for a while, and he didn't know how to respond.

For the first time, he felt such unabashed attention. It was also the first time that I felt a kind of exultation in front of Rong Yan.

"Senior ..." At this time, if he could no longer understand that this man was a top-level master senior, then he would be in vain for so many years.

"Senior, aren't you kidding me?" He calmed down with a throbbing heart.

Lin Xin motioned for the little jade fox behind to collect the fallen Yu Rong's relics, and found a storage crystal from the inside, and put away.

"I never joke." He shook his head. "Looks like, are you being chased by that Rongwang mansion?"

"Senior wisdom is like a torch." Wang Peng hurriedly. All of a sudden he seemed to think of something, his eyes fixed on Lin Xin, and he seemed to see something hopeful.

Sure enough, Lin Xin groaned.

"If you have nowhere else to go, I can just plan to go to the Taoist Assembly. Come with me."

"Thank you for your gratitude!" The three of them immediately rejoiced. They were chased and killed by Rong Wangfu along the way. If there is a master guarding this person in front of them, no matter how miserable, it will not be as embarrassing as before.

Regardless of how the three thought, Lin Xinke was really interested in the strange meaning of Wang Peng.

That doctrine ... if I could fully comprehend it, I am afraid that he could exert a power that even he could not imagine.

After a lot of gratitude, the three followed Lin Xin and Xiaoyuhu slowly and hurried away.

Every morning, Wang Peng was pulled to Lin Xin to try. And Xiaoyuhu is responsible for alerting the surroundings. The other two women had nothing to do, so they offered to take care of chores such as food and accommodation.

With Wang Peng's will, Lin Xin no longer slowly moved away, but proceeded at normal speed. Rush to the Daodian.

The location of the Taoist Code. It is a place called Tianhuanhe, where the location is above a wasteland in the extreme east. Because the temperature is extremely low, the freshly poured water can be frozen into **** instantly. So few people live.

The Tian Magic River is located on a high mountain, on the top of a volcanic lake.

It is not a river flowing on the ground, but a Tianhe river that flows slowly along the sky and clouds.

Without words, Yu Rong was killed, and the people of Rong Wang Mansion did not send any more, it seemed that he had given up.

But Lin Xin is aware of the habits of these powerful forces. He hasn't moved yet. He just went to check his details. If he finds out, he may really do it at any time.

He didn't take it seriously either. If that Yurong is the second master of this Rongwangfu, the so-called first master is not much better.

Regarding the old age, no matter what Rong Wangfu and Liu Wangfu, don't care.

As the top veteran of Yuandou Mozong, even in the top great forces Xiansha League, Yuanjing masters have a respected status.

Generally, the small and medium powers in the Chinese government do not have any repression by the ancestors of Yuanjing, and those with the Yuanjing level are all big forces.

The great power Lin Xin has also done his homework before, and hasn't heard of any royal palace. That is obviously a medium-sized force.

But what really cared him was Wang Peng's will. Actually, he hadn't been able to master it for more than ten days in a row. Instead, he let Wang Peng understand his own way of thinking and really got to the next level. Also unveiled the mystery inside him.

Except for the two people constantly practicing on the way, nothing else happened.

There was no movement over the Redridge Gate. Obviously was secretly blocked back by Guan Mingyueguan.

Lin Xin was also happy, and everything was left to Guan Lao. He is devoted to studying the special meaning of Wang Peng.

Unconsciously, the Tian Magic River, Longshan Mountains where Dao Dian is located, is finally approaching.

Every now and then the sky fell down with all kinds of streamer clouds. They all flew towards the top of the Snow Mountain.

Around the peak of that snow mountain, there is a circle of faint strange white light patterns, as if a streamer around the wall is slowly turning around the mountain top.

Lin Xin and his party slowly stepped out of the sparse mountain forest and looked at the towering Tianxian Snow Mountain in front.

"The mountain is named Tianhe River. Looking at this streamway, obviously many people have already arrived."

Lin Xin whispered.

Rong Yan looked at Xiaoshan in a small voice.

"I also heard from my father that Daodian said that every year, a lot of forces participate, and after the actual competition, I got a place to enter the Tianhua River."

"Quota? What's the use?" Wang Peng and Qiu Ling didn't understand.

Lin Xin did not answer.

"That was the admission ticket to enter the Styx River." Xiaoyuhu said in a low voice.

"The Styx?"

The three still do not understand, but it is obvious from the expressions of the two Lin Xin that this is a more important thing.

"Let's go." Lin Xin headed towards the Snow Mountain.

Several people hurried to keep up.

A dark cloud slowly wrapped everyone around, rising flat, and flying towards the snowy mountains in the distance.

Flying is the most basic ability of monks in the foundation period, and Wang Peng and others are not surprised.

Looking down from the black clouds, the snowy mountains are gradually approaching, but the tea time is almost within reach.

In front of the white rune halo around the snow mountain, there is a small white entrance, which seems to be a vortex-like thing.

This vortex is composed of a large amount of white liquid, and it is slowly turning. A few monks are sitting on a white jade canoe on the edge, and they are registering for the monks who keep coming.

There was a steady stream of monks entering, all from all directions, and a group of monks flew together every few minutes.

Before Lin Xin and others Heiyun were completely close, they heard the monks greeting each other around them.

On the right side with them, there are three long sleeves fluttering, wearing tall crowns, and the priests of immortal style walking on the white clouds under the feet of a Taoist priest.

The man in front of the three was struggling with a few female nuns flying in the distance.

"Ge Daoyou, don't come here for a long time. It's been a long time since I heard about you."

In the distance, the four women Taoist priests flew closer.

"Wei Conglong. Don't make you seem familiar. You don't have such a good relationship." A cold nun on the left said indifferently.

Two people flew together, consciously lining up at the entrance of the White Vortex. Waiting for the person in front to go in.

That Wei Conglong was thick-skinned and kept going around with a few female puppets, as if he didn't mind sticking to his cold ass.

Lin Xin drove near Heiyun, but didn't go to the back of the line and waited. Instead, he swept directly over the line and flew towards the white vortex.

"Why doesn't this person line up!"

Wei Conglong frowned suddenly.

"Here is the Daoist convention. This person is afraid that he is strong enough to rule the king and dominate the locality. So he doesn't follow the rules. Look at it, he may have suffered."

An old man in black lined up tauntingly.

The four female nuns did not speak. It's just that they are a little dissatisfied with the behavior of the black cloud.

Wei Conglong saw the black cloud quickly land towards the White Vortex Gate, and laughed with a gloat.

"Hey, something is going to happen."

In fact, it ’s not just him. All the monks who line up are clear-minded. In this ceremony, you dare not abide by the rules. Even if you are the top master in the local area, you have to be entangled here.

An old monk at the gate looked up at Heiyun and immediately rose to greet him.

The old monk fell into the dark clouds at once, apparently negotiating with the other party.

"The last hard drive Dadao Conference was once more than a hundred years ago. A local overlord in the west took his wife and concubine, and wanted to let everyone go and see the so-called Dao Conference, thinking that he could enjoy special money if he smelled a little bit of money. In the end, the guarded old man threw tens of thousands of miles and almost hit Dongye Mountain, and he died. "

A line of monks sneered.

"It's a good show."

Wei Conglong glanced at each other. He was a member of the ninety-nine alliances on the edge of Tianyun Road. The people in this door were all formed by small groups and small factions, forming a large alliance with a wide range of influence but average strength. . The number of Italian-level masters is very large, that is, there are few old monsters at the scene level. Therefore, the status in the practice world is not high.

And most of the monks inside are narrow-minded and somewhat extreme.

Wei Conglong also hates such unruly people, but he also hopes that the other party will become more frustrated. The more comfortable I am.

Unexpectedly, everyone in the queue was unexpected.

The black cloud actually stopped for a few seconds, and then flew directly toward the white vortex, without stopping.

The old goalkeeper who flew into the black cloud flew out of it casually, greeted the other gatekeepers on the jade boat, and put the black cloud submerged into the white vortex without any damage. It disappeared.

Wei Conglong frowned suddenly.

"What's going on ?! This is a Taoist convention. Does anyone dare to spoil the order of the convention?"

He wasn't very loud, but was clearly heard by all the monks in line.

The old monk at the gate ignored him.

He took the lead, and the others were a little impatient.

"Do n’t the Dao Convention always have no exceptions? The organizer always attaches great importance to any order that wants to disrupt the order. Seeing today, is this such a serious approach?"

"Over time, there are backdoors for tougher rules."

Someone sneered.

But most of them are young monks, and the older ones are either indifferent or expressionless.

"It seems that the organizers really don't want this code to be popular ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ Wei Conglong's yin and yang strange airway.

The old goalkeeper looked at him coldly.

"That's the organizer."

The old man's face was sarcastic.

"As for popularity, you shouldn't come."

Wei Conglong suddenly suffocated.

Two colleagues on the side quickly grabbed him and stood back.

"Snoring ... Brother Wei."

Wei Conglong lost his face and didn't have the heart, but he didn't dare to stand on the front of the old goalkeeper. He originally wanted to perform one or two before his favorite female self-cultivation.

But I remember the dark cloud just now. (To be continued.)

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