Sword of Coming

Yuanyangzhu, two people are ascending, and the battle is in full swing.

This fight was so haphazard that it didn't look like an old god on the mountain who was cautious about taking action, but more like two chivalrous young men in the city, meeting on a narrow road, but just looking at each other, they were in each other's eyes, and they had to give up. Don't stop until you turn it over.

The sky and the earth are dim and dim, and the big sun hanging in the sky seems to have been suddenly eaten and swallowed into the belly of the old man in yellow. Only the whirlpools, like gods opening their eyes, make this small world more and more strange and penetrating. .

The great monks, including Qin Zao and Yan Yan, all had abnormal heart palpitations. How come you have never seen such a peak Ascension Realm before, or even heard any news about it? What kind of Taoist? Strictly speaking, we can only confirm that this unruly old man is definitely not an accomplished person from the Middle-earth Divine Continent.

Yuanyangzhu watched the monks. The higher the realm, the more clearly they could feel the majestic atmosphere of the great avenue.

Yuanyangzhu is like a pond that has been drained for fishing, and all the fish seem to have been thrown ashore. Every time a monk takes a breath, he needs to consume the spiritual energy of his own world.

The gods of the upper five realms don't mind this matter very much. They just suffer from the monks of the lower five realms who accompany their seniors to travel here. Even if the masters help protect the way, or isolate a small world with the above-mentioned magic, or they all sacrifice The mountain gate's rare treasure protected one side. Those young monks who were still worried about the sky falling. Their faces were pale and their bodies were unstable. Many of them had already received their master's orders. They simply fell to the ground and began to breathe. Relying on the secret Taoist secrets of their respective sects' ancestor halls, they can resist the invisible oppression of the great avenue between heaven and earth.

Nan Guangzhao has already sacrificed an important treasure of his life, which is actually a rare ancient temple. It is a secret magical power that refines the mountain as a temple. Nan Guangzhao's real body is standing at the gate of the temple, wearing an immortal weapon. The "Old Dragon" robe of high quality is filled with spiritual energy and ups and downs of water transport, so much so that it drags out strips of colorful glaze. Each ribbon is actually the manifestation of a river.

Nan Guangzhao's real body is hidden in the ancestral temple, and the ancestral temple is like a red date mark between the eyebrows of the Dharma Prime Minister.

Nan Guangzhao turned his mind and controlled the Dharma to fight against the ascension realm with astonishing combat power.

It was said that it was a fight, but in fact it was one-sided, that is, Nan Guangzhao tried his best to defend and ran for his life frantically.

In those whirlpools, people often just stretched out one arm, holding a huge magic sword, and slashed with it casually, and countless sparks of fire were splashed on the body of Nan Guangzhao, splashing like rain.

All the monks in the middle and fifth realms in Yuanyangzhu who were watching the battle and watching the show, and those who did not have a teacher around to protect them, had already cast their life-saving spells, or sacrificed pieces of protective magic weapons, small lights the size of mustard seeds, in this dark place. In the small world where the sun is not visible, the lights are swaying uncertainly as they are blown by the strong wind.

Some of the upper five realm monks also have to protect the nearby lower five realm monks who have nothing to do with them, and help these poor people to prevent their Taoist hearts from collapsing, their souls leaving their bodies, and instantly becoming wandering ghosts. Fortunately, the lingering traces of Taoism that were scattered everywhere during the fighting on both sides would be dispersed by the great monks like Qin Zao and Yu Yue.

There is a huge disparity between victory and defeat on the battlefield. Anyone with eyes will not be dazzled and unable to see clearly.

And Yan Yan saw through the roots of the two immortal soldiers, the mountain temple and the water robe, and said: "It is true that Nan Guangzhao successfully refined half of the famous mountains and rivers of the Broken Blessed Land, otherwise the water robe would not reach the rank of an immortal soldier. "

The casting and refining of each piece of immortal weapons on the mountain means that the monks have a relatively complete Tao. The real benefit is not the nourishment of the soul of the owner of the immortal weapons. For the great monks who can own the immortal weapons, this gain is not bad. , the key is the existence of the Immortal Weapon itself, which is in line with the Dao, hides mysteries, and is recognized by heaven and earth. Each Immortal Weapon itself is a kind of "proving the Tao and gaining the Tao", which can pave a shortcut to the top for those who practice Taoism.

Qin Zao said in confusion: "To an outsider like Liu Hui, that huge turmoil back then was just a matter of practicing cultivation at home. Misfortune fell from the sky. Everyone knew that he suffered an unreasonable disaster, but in the end, even he was held accountable by the Confucian Temple. Yes, a lot of the sect's merits were wiped out by the Confucian Temple, but I never heard that Nan Guangzhao was involved. I only knew that Broken Blessed Land was sold to him for money. Brother Tianni? What's the explanation here?"

Tian Ni, who was extremely well-informed about the news on the mountain, was in charge of one of the most influential landscape newspapers in the Middle Earth Divine Continent. He quickly flipped through the page of the old almanac, shook his head, and said: "The Confucian Temple has strict control over this matter and does not allow outsiders. Research. I only know that the unknown sword cultivator, when he 'ascended' from the blessed land to Haoran, caused the blessed land in his hometown to be coveted by all forces. The sword cultivator himself disappeared very quickly. It seems that even the Confucian Temple could not find it. Him. As for whether he was silenced or escaped, it’s hard to say.”

After the Fuyao Island blessed land collapsed in the early years, all life in the blessed land was devastated, corpses littered the fields, and the mountains and rivers were shattered and fluttered in the wind. Several great monks behind the scenes each had their own gains and reaped the benefits. Opportunity is at hand. However, one of the ghost cultivators on the mountain top who is said to be the culprit of this disaster was once a leader on Yizhou Mountain as famous as Liu Hui. Afterwards, he was detained by the Confucian Temple in Gongde Forest and has not been heard from since. It seems that the others have also not been heard from. If you can cover your hot money bag, the consequences will not be good. Decades later, one of the Fuyaozhou Immortals died suddenly and inexplicably. His head was chopped off with a sword, and his body was discarded under the mountain gate archway and on the roof of the Patriarch Hall.

Unexpectedly, it was Nanguang Guang, who had an inseparable relationship with the blessed land of destruction in Fuyao Continent, who ultimately gained the most?

The former Fuyao Continent was somewhat similar to Tongye Continent, with two sects confronting each other on the mountain. In Tianyao Township where Liu Hui was located, and in the back mountain where ghost cultivator Yang Qiangu was located, there was an Ascension Realm person sitting on the top of the mountain.

It's just that the sect has a weird name "Back Mountain". Because there are many ghost cultivators on the mountain, especially in the Patriarch Hall, half of them are ghost cultivators. After all, they are too unpleasant both on the mountain and below, so the momentum is still not as good as Liu Hui's Tianyao Township. , when Yang Qiangu was detained in Gongde Forest, and the back mountain was in Fuyao Island, his status plummeted. Finally, the mountain protection formation was broken by Bai Ying's Wild Throne, and he was destroyed.

A ghost cultivating sect with a bad reputation was not able to surrender to the great demon Bai Ying. Most of them died in the battle. There were not even one monk left in ten, except for a group of young descendants who had evacuated Fuyao Continent early. After the war ended, , was able to return to his hometown from the middle of nowhere, gather together those scattered fellow disciples who ended up worse than a lost dog, and rebuild the mountain gate. The situation was far more difficult than the mountains where the ancestor halls such as Tianyao Township and Hehua City were preserved.

Legend has it that after the Lord of Baidi City appeared on Fuyao Island, he only took good care of the monks from the back mountain who returned to their hometown. He even said to the few young ghost cultivators that humans are inferior to ghosts and that there are more ghosts in the back mountain. ,so what.

It is rumored that the madman from Baidi City, the young monk Gu Can, made an exception and served as the first worshiper of the "new" back mountain.

I saw a new whirlpool appear out of thin air in the sky, and suddenly a big hand as white as jade appeared, fiercely grabbed Nan Guangzhao's head, pressed it hard, and the old man in yellow in the distance wiped it horizontally with a knife, and the light of the knife seemed to spread out in the sky. The Milky Way cut Nan Guangzhao's Dharma into two. In the mountain temple between the Dharma's eyebrows, from the true body robe of the old monk in the Ascension Realm, two colorful ribbons as long as a waterfall floated out. Finally, they formed a belt horizontally, and the chopped Dharma was sewn into a one.

Nan Guangzhao finally looked a little panicked. If he was an ordinary swordsman and his sword energy remained, so that the Dharma could not be stitched together on its own, why would he need to spend his solid Taoism and use the colors refined by Jiang He to create a belt that "covers his ugliness"?

Nan Guangzhao could only say from his heart: "Fellow Taoist, I admit defeat."

Unexpectedly, the old man in yellow turned a deaf ear. He took a step forward, twisted his wrist, and made another distant slash with the long knife in his hand. He clearly wanted to split the head of Nan Guangzhao into two halves.

Just after escaping that incomparable sword light, a knife-wielding arm quickly protruded from the whirlpool elsewhere. A knife stabbed through the heart of Nan Guangfa Xiang's back, and emerged from the chest. The sword was picked up, and the tip of the knife was Slightly tilting, he raised the Dharma image directly, and put his arms tightly around the Dharma image's neck, pulling Nan Guangzhao's Dharma image back hard, and most of the Dharma sword had penetrated Nan Guangzhao's Dharma image.

The entire chest of Nan Guangzhao's Dharma Body has criss-crossed black and golden threads, spreading like a spider web, quickly eating away at the spiritual energy of Nan Guangzhao's Dharma Body. Even the true meaning of Taoism contained in the Dharma Appearance will be destroyed by those weird threads. Take away. The master of the magic sword took a step forward and walked out of the whirlpool. His huge body was as black as ink, with only a pair of snow-white eyes intertwined with electric light. He let go of the handle of the sword, stretched out a hand, and grasped the Nanzhao Dharma Appearance with five fingers like hooks. He pulled off a large piece of "snow-white" from one side of his head, threw it into his mouth, chewed it, and devoured it.

Nan Guangzhao, an old god on the top of the mountain who has been in the Ascension Realm and has been famous for a long time in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, is like being bitten by a mad dog. He refuses to let go and takes away a large piece of flesh and blood.

At the same time, from other whirlpools, a golden spear was thrown out quickly. It didn't matter whether it was the enemy or the enemy, it directly pierced the two statues together and nailed them into the void.

A sky and an earth were filled with light, and weapons flashed across the whirlpools, piercing the sky, piercing the entangled two sides, and driving the weapons into the bodies of the two Dharma forms.

It's like a "flower bush".

The old man in yellow casually slashed out a knife, this was the answer.

The two imprisoned statues were cut open on the spot from the shoulders to the ribs.

Nan Guangzhao had no choice but to continue to master the color training of the water robe, and worked hard to mend the missing parts.

This scene made all the monks watching the battle tremble.

This young Taoist who jumped out of nowhere is so cruel that he even cut himself.

I saw the old man in yellow leaning the scabbard on the ground with one hand. Where the bottom of the scabbard touched the void, there were circles of golden ripples. Golden flowers that were not recorded in the books seemed to suddenly rise from the water and stand gracefully. Swaying.

This young Taoist has a ferocious face. Will he admit defeat? In my hometown, I have countless heroes and heroes, and among the demon monks in my heart, no one even said to admit defeat.

With thousands of years of monastic life, when encountering an Ascension Realm monster that they can't deal with, they should have the number of hands if they don't have twenty. If they can't defeat them, they will just run away. If they can't run away, they will die. And who is not a hundred times more difficult to deal with than this unknown guy? I finally caught a good opponent who is high enough but a waste. There is no shop like this in this village. If I don’t know how to cherish it today, why should I be struck by lightning? !

If the old blind man listens to it, he is so petty and petty, why can't he cramp his skin and peel it off?

At the canopy of the small world, the golden sea of ​​clouds slowly condensed, and the thunder rolled, thrillingly.

Even the immortals Qin Zao and others felt that if they continued to fight like this, they would probably be in a bad situation.

Maybe the entire Yuanyangzhu, as big as an island, would be wiped out by that magic.

At the door of the temple between the Dharma Prime Minister's eyebrows, Nan Guangzhuang's real body was bleeding from all seven orifices. The situation was extremely miserable. A "Dragon King" water robe that was finally promoted to the rank of Immortal Weapon appeared in large areas of bright red. It was obvious that Nan Guangzhuang had damaged the foundation of the avenue. , it was too late to use magic to correct the miserable situation, and said angrily: "Young Taoist! Do you really want to die with me?!"

However, Nan Guangzhao's inner words had to be more "tactful". He tried to remain calm and asked tentatively: "Fellow Taoist, why don't you and I just let it go? Not only will I no longer care about Yun Jie, but I will definitely make up for it afterwards. Anyway, everything can be discussed.”

The old man in yellow sneered, I have learned a lot today. If you can't admit defeat, let's talk about money?

In the wild world, there are no such things. Before the fight, I didn't pay much attention to bullshit incense, the statues hanging in the ancestral hall, and the great achievements. After a fight, there is no need to beg for mercy. If you are unlucky and your skills are not as good as others, just suffer death!

What if giving in would work? I need to be a watchdog over there at Shiwanda Mountain? !

Everyone just heard the old man in yellow laugh loudly and said: "The fight is only half-way, you clearly have many tricks up your sleeve, you plan to hide it and bring it into the coffin, why don't you show it off?! Why are you looking down on the young Taoist?" ?”

He raised the long snow-white knife intertwined with thunder and lightning with his right hand, and with a gentle touch with his left hand, he took out a ball of light condensed by thunder and lightning in his palm, threw it into his mouth, and chewed it like food with wine. The young Taoist sneered: "This is my territory. , it’s not just for people to watch, it’s better for you to raise the sky and the earth, change the place to fight, it’s more fun, and divide life and death.”

In fact, everyone is at a loss when discussing Taoism in the Confucian Temple. In the previous fight between Chen Ping'an and Immortal Yun Qiao, both sides needed to be cautious and careful in order to avoid harming Chi Yu, and they needed to worry about the safety of many monks in Yuanyangzhu.

In the history of the Middle-earth Divine Continent, there was a sudden fight between two sword immortals. Within a radius of a hundred miles, there were countless sword rays. As many as a hundred monks could not escape at all. As a result, they were all killed by flying swords from both sides. The sharp sword light brought up was strung together into candied haws. When the two sword lights dissipated, the innocent monk's soul was destroyed.

One of them, who originally held a high position and was the Patriarch of the Immortal Mansion of a sect, was removed from the sect’s landscape genealogy and became a wild cultivator who had to travel around. And this person is none other than Situ Jiyu, the Jinjiazhou Sword Immortal who traveled through the Middle Earth. Later, Situ Jiyu simply went to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Nan Guangzhuang continued to say in his heart: "Master Nen, you and I have no grievances, so why do we have to fight for life and death? If the fight continues, it will not do you or me any good."

Nan Guangzhao could not have imagined that this old man in yellow clothes was accustomed to taking action in his hometown to determine the outcome of life and death. He never expected that the young Taoist would attack so fiercely just because he had been cowardly for too long and had been holding back his anger. .

The young Taoist sneered and said, "You sound like a bitch. I'll beat you half to death first, and then I'll deal with that brat in white."

The young Taoist doesn't really think that he can completely kill the person in front of him who is in the Ascension Realm and let him fall to a lower level, that's about it.

In the words of my own son, Uncle Li, you should keep a thin line in your life so that we can meet each other easily in the future.

According to Nen Taoist's fighting style in the past, there would be no nonsense, just beat him to death, eat him dry and wipe him clean.

Because after leaving the wild world, he traveled all the way, eating and drinking deliciously, and sleeping peacefully. He often saw Li Huai flipping through several tattered Jianghu romance novels, in which were famous martial arts figures who were powerful in the martial arts world, or white heroes who performed chivalry and righteousness. When competing with others, they talk more. In Li Huai's words, both sides of the fight are worried that the spectators will be too bored. If both sides just finish the fight in silence, it will not be exciting enough and there will be less cheers. After hearing this, the young Taoist felt that it made sense.

Nan Guangzhuang's face was gloomy, he stopped talking and said harshly, "Young Taoist, don't be so shameless!"

The young Taoist was startled. Could it be that the guy in front of him was hiding something?

I was shocked and doubtful for a moment, but then I thought, Damn it, an old bastard who is not even qualified to discuss matters in the Confucian Temple, how powerful can he be?

Do you think you are Dong Sangen or A Liang?

That Ah Liang, just because he was bored, casually slapped a passing sword cultivator with his paw, and didn't even smash the natal flying sword. It was just a joke. After all, our Shiwan Mountain and the Great Wall of Sword Qi are on the same page. As a result, A Liang was inside the Shiwan Mountain, chasing him for thousands of miles. In the end, even the old blind man couldn't stand it, so he took action, and received eighteen blows from A Liang in succession.

The woman from the Xianxia Zhu family glanced at the blue-shirted swordsman hovering in the wind. After she withdrew her gaze, she and the handsome young man from the Miyun Xie family who was flipping through a collection of poems at the side asked softly: "Xie Yuan, what do you think about this?" How old is the person?”

Xie Yuan was busy looking for inspiration from that beloved collection of poems. When reciting poems, the most important thing is that rocks from other mountains can attack jade. The woman interrupted his poetry mood. He sighed, raised his head, and glanced at Huang Yi in the distance. The old man said casually: "You must have lived for thousands of years."

The woman laughed angrily: "I'm not talking about him!"

Xie Yuan was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said: "You said that the Qing Shi Sword Immortal who also practices Thunder Technique, let me guess, he is at most a hundred years old, which is about the same as the 'Sword Immortal Xu Jun' from Jin Jia Continent, both are We have great talents in swordsmanship who have risen to the occasion, but the one in front of us is younger."

The old sword cultivator Yu Yue rolled his eyes when he heard this. He felt uncomfortable, and he couldn't tell Xie Yuan the truth directly. The sword cultivator in green shirt in front of him is the hidden official that you, little melon, have been thinking about, the one who made you Xie Yuan. The person who chanted, "When you meet, you need to bow your head and bow three times."

The top tycoons in the world, especially those involved in cross-continental ferries to Daoxuan Mountain and business dealings with the Sword Qi Great Wall, are actually more or less interested in the young hidden official who once appeared in the Chunbanzhai Assembly Hall. We all know about it, but we don’t know much about it, and it’s very rough, because the control over the Great Wall of Sword Qi is too strict. For example, the Miyun Xie family in Aai Aizhou can only go through various mountain channels, especially those who have been friends with the Liu family for generations and are in-laws. Due to constant reasons, I learned that the last hidden official who took over Xiao Xun's position was very good at doing business, and he was very imposing. When he first appeared in Xuanxuan Mountain, he was accompanied by a large group of local and foreign swordsmen. That was ten people. Several real swordsmen with numerous military exploits!

Li Baoping was originally a little worried about whether Li Huai would be affected by the battle on the mountain top. Unexpectedly, Li Huai stood firmly on the spot like a normal person, muttering over there by himself.

It's over. It's easy to say that I lost the battle. At worst, I can't drag the young Taoist to rub oil on the soles of his feet. Anyway, Chen Pingan is here. As long as he hides behind Chen Pingan, everything will be easy.

But if he wins this battle, not to mention it will be a disservice to Chen Ping'an, wouldn't the young Taoist want to make enemies on the mountain? If you are being stared at again, you will only be a thief for a thousand days, so there is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days.

So Li Huai tentatively said in his heart: "Brother Nen, can we admit defeat? Otherwise, I will have to be in fear every day when I walk around the world and worry about getting a sap."

The young Taoist felt like he was struck by lightning, so he braced himself and pretended not to hear Uncle Li's hint.

This fight was painless and my hands weren’t even hot yet!

The tender Taoist's hands moved more and more fiercely, and the sword was fierce and thunderous.

Forcing that Ascending Realm player to either kneel down and kowtow and admit defeat to be sincere, or simply go to the opponent's little world and have a hearty fight.

Thinking about it again, the young Taoist seems to have suffered another disaster. Damn it, in this small world of his own, of course he and Li Huai can talk casually. It's just Li Huai, how can he ignore the restrictions of heaven and earth and talk to himself?

The uncle is the uncle.

Could it be some secret method taught by the old blind man? But Li Huai clearly said that he didn't learn a single move from the old blind man.

Seeing that the young Taoist didn't listen to his words, Li Huai had no choice but to turn to Li Baoping and ask, "Baoping, what should I do?"

Li Baoping said: "This senior will stop. What will happen next, you don't have to think too much, senior will handle it properly."

Li Huai grinned, relieved, and made up for himself by saying, "Besides, if Chen Ping'an is not here, will I be afraid of trouble? You should be afraid of me!"

In fact, many of Li Huai's ideas were different from those of ordinary people since he was a child.

For example, when Li Baoping threw his pants on a tree branch, Li Huai, who was crying loudly, was not worried about being embarrassed or whether he would be laughed at by Shi Chunjia with braids for a long time. Instead, he was worried about a new pair of pants, which were already valuable. If he doesn't go home, his mother will be heartbroken, and she might have to twist his arm, otherwise it won't matter if he doesn't wear pants, it will be very cool. But if your arm is pinched, it really hurts. Even if his mother goes back to buy him a new pair of trousers, the family will definitely not have money to buy chicken legs. Looking at his sister Li Liu's appearance, she is already skinny enough and not good-looking. How can she get married in the future? So the pair of pants hanging high on the tree must not be thrown away.

Another example is Old Man Yang, who threw a few yellowing books to him. They were too inconspicuous in those bulging packages. The cover and first few pages of the book seem to have been torn off. There are many inside, probably magic spells on the mountain. There are many rules. Don’t learn this, don’t do that. This magic will harm the merits of heaven, and that magical power will be destroyed by the Great Dao. Yasheng... I learned a hammer, so after picking and choosing, Li Huai learned that skill. This one is good, there is no fuss about it, there are no taboos in learning it, and it is practical.

Old Man Yang left a letter to Li Huai and explained some things in the letter.

For example, ask him to find an old gentleman somewhere in the future, and learn a few talisman techniques from that old man. This man once traveled to Lizhu Cave, stayed there for several years, and often drank with your father. Having many skills does not overwhelm you, and having a good craft at your side is more stable than having more money in your pocket...

Just like when the old man at home is nagging, he gets upset, but when the old man stops nagging, he becomes sad.

Nan Guangzhao was in an extremely bad mood at this time, just like how his junior Yun Jie looked at his direct descendant. He felt that this Yun Jie was really a loser and a troublemaker.

With that young Taoist, the logic made no sense at all. Looking at the opponent's posture, he was willing to stop only if he fell down. Nan Guangzhao had no choice but to use the magical power at the bottom of the box and directly sacrificed a small item that was also completely refined by him. Cave sky.

The young Taoist laughed loudly, sheathed the long sword, and threw it into the Qiankun in his sleeve, "Finally, I have the courage to ascend to the realm!"

Li Huai said hurriedly: "Be careful!"

The young Taoist glanced back at the young man in Confucian shirt on the shore, and was stunned. Would this kid really care about the life and death of a watchdog? Picture what? Can't figure it out.

The young Taoist shook his head and stopped thinking if he couldn't understand. In this regard, it is similar to Li Huai. It’s no wonder that when they get together, neither of them feels awkward.

As the figures of the two Ascension Realms disappeared, Yuanyangzhu instantly became clear and bright, and the sun reappeared.

Almost all the monks felt relieved, and most of the Qi practitioners, escorted by their masters, hurriedly moved away from the place of right and wrong in Yuanyangzhu.

There were two fights in one fight. First there was a Sword Immortal, an Immortal, and then two Ascension Realms. It was enough to watch the excitement.

What's more, God knows whether the small world in Nanzhao will collapse on the spot?

Immortal Yun Jie must be the monk with the heaviest heart.

He couldn't leave, but not far away there was a blue-shirted swordsman with his sleeves in his hands and a smile on his face.

Nan Guangguang, who had always been the half-talented amulet of Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion, seemed to be in trouble. Who could have expected that a peak ascension realm would pop up to disrupt the situation.

According to common sense, which of the strongest people in the Ascension Realm has not gone to the Confucian Temple? Nan Guangzhao, who was in the Ascension Realm and was left sitting on the bench by the Confucian Temple, should have been invincible.

But that Zhuolu Songzi is now participating in the discussion at the Confucian Temple. How will it end today?

There are many great monks from the Middle Earth who have extremely high realms. They choose a blessed land in the mountains and devote themselves to practice. In the silence of the mountains, they realize immortality and their fighting skills are not in line with their realm.

Yun Jie secretly planned that with full confidence. Deep down in his heart, he actually looked down on several old Feishengs with rotten souls and sluggish spirits. The thousand-year-old king and the eighty-thousand-year-old tortoise had only lived a long time.

Even though he still had a flying sword, which Yun Jie held in his hand, Chen Ping'an seemed to be the one holding the lifeblood of Yun Jie's avenue.

Chen Ping'an couldn't help but think of his senior brother's words.

When it comes to asking for swords, it's a very simple matter, that is, you hand out one more sword than your opponent.

For example, if a sword is handed out, the opponent dies, and the question of sword ends. If you throw swords at each other, you will be the one to throw out the last sword, and of course you will win.

At that time, Chen Ping'an had just finished a "questioning the sword".

The senior brother was motionless from the beginning to the end, but the junior brother was already lying half-dead on the top of the city.

Chen Ping'an was bold enough to say, "Senior brother, it's easy to say that."

Anyway, the sword practice is over, and the senior brother can't deal with himself any more. As for whether he will suffer from the sword practice next time, he doesn't care about it for now.

The left and right person was not angry, and just said: "Practice swordsmanship, study, and conduct yourself in the world. You need to do it lightly."

Chen Ping'an lay on the spot, not daring to push any further, so he asked a question he had been curious about for a long time, "How does senior brother practice swordsmanship?"

In fact, in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, everyone except the boss Sword Immortal is not interested in this question, and everyone wants to ask it carefully.

Zuo Zuo said: "Before I went to sea, I learned straight-line swordsmanship. After a few years at sea, I practiced arc-shaped swordsmanship. Now that the two lines of swordsmanship have been completed, then before I came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, it was no longer called practicing swordsmanship, but just sharpening my swords. "

After a brief pause, he added, "It's not very interesting. So I came here to take a look."

Chen Pingan quickly sat up and asked, "What happens next? Has Senior Brother learned a new swordsmanship line?"

Zuo Zuo did not give a direct answer, but just said: "It was not difficult to break through the realm in the first place, but when I came here, I realized that no matter how many vertical and horizontal directions were added, it would still not be enough. In addition, the arc is still not perfect enough, so it is not easy to merge."

Chen Ping'an didn't quite understand the implication of his senior brother's words at the time.

I only heard one thing. Senior brother could have hoped to break through the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but suddenly his horizons became higher, and the bottleneck for breaking through became bigger than ever.

Until Chen Pingan met Pei Min, and then met Wu Shuangjiang, especially today when Immortal Yunjie sacrificed the "Yuting Pavilion" and "Stove", the two swords were ready to go, and being pointed by the sword tip, Chen Pingan was instantly I just felt a chill running down my spine, as if a sword was very close at hand, and my robe, skin, and soul could be cut open at any time, all with one sword strike.

Then Chen Ping'an understood the true meaning of what his senior brother said back then.

To put it simply, once the senior brother and his left are in the fourteenth realm, then the place he stands on, a world, whether it is within a few miles or a hundred miles, there will be several, ten, or even more than a hundred. About two people handed the sword to one place at the same time, as a question of swordsmanship.

Probably this is the ultimate realm that all sword cultivators pursue.

Everything is done with one sword.

Senior brother, this kind of state cannot be learned through study.

Because sword cultivation requires the purest character of mind.

Chen Ping'an smiled and reminded the immortal Yun Jie: "Taoist Nen and I are what Brother Qingzhu calls foreigners. Ancestor Yun Jie can take this opportunity to win over his friends and attract the common hatred of the monks from China. Maybe we can solve this situation.”

Yunqi is very good at nourishing qi, so he ignores it.

But if the green-shirted swordsman didn't point this out, Yun Zhe would really find an opportunity to make it happen.

In Yun Jie's heart, he became more and more afraid of this person.

Provoking a Sword Immortal for no reason is already very difficult. What if this Sword Immortal is also deep in the city, good at calculations, and acts insidiously?

Will the plum masters and orchid immortals of the Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion, especially those direct descendants of the Ancestral Master Hall, want to go down the mountain to practice in the future? If a sect monk goes out, takes a ferry, or rides on the wind, he will be hit by a flying sword. Even if the sword immortal does not kill people, but only wants to hurt people, in the end, isn't the Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion equivalent to sealing the mountain? ?

The man's voice sounded again in Yunqiao Xin Lake, which gave the immortal a headache.

"Previously on the bank of Yuanyangzhu, I had the opportunity to chat with two great monks, Qin Zao and Yan Yan. However, the two seniors were filled with indignation and scolded me harshly. Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion's Mountain Popularity , it’s so good that I regret making such a big misunderstanding with Patriarch Yun Jie.”

Yun Jie sneered in his heart, just being a bitch? Still shouting and sternly? Isn’t it too late to get close to this sword fairy like you? Qin Zao, on the other hand, is not too big a fan of watching the excitement, and may be willing to help, but he does not really want to help Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion get out of trouble, he is just fanning the flames, lest the world is not in chaos. No matter how big the mess is, he doesn't need to clean it up.

Yun Jie asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? Why are you fighting to the death with Jiuzhen Immortal Hall?!"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Till death? It's out of question. As for me, I am a wild cultivator. What can I do when I come to the Divine Continent of Middle Earth? What can I do when I come to Yuanyangzhu? The most I can do is fish. Brother Qingzhu doesn't want to mess with you. I, how can I have any relationship with a major sect in Middle-earth like Jiuzhen Immortal Hall?"

Yunxiao's heartstrings tightened.

Yexiu.

In the world of wild cultivators, where do you yearn for most? Of course it is the Baidi City among the colorful clouds.

So when Yun Zhe heard this person mention the word "Yexiu", he would naturally think this way.

Chen Ping'an said abruptly: "Master Yunqi, do you think we have flooded the Dragon King Temple?"

Yunqiao was shocked.

Could it be that this person's action today was secretly inspired by that person? ! Is Baidi City taking the opportunity to attack Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion?

Chen Pingan was distracted at the same time chatting with the old swordsman on the shore.

Because this chief guest of the Xie family in Miyun had just taken the initiative to inquire about the matter, which made Chen Ping'an feel dumbfounded.

"Lord Yin Guan, all of my direct disciples are incompetent. The one with the highest level is a Nascent Soul whose soul has become too old to be useful. The rest are all unable to take on the important role, so... can you? ?”

Seeing that Yin Guan didn't answer, Yu Yue became a little impatient. No longer reserved in his words, he got straight to the point and said straightforwardly: "I will definitely spend all my money to teach swordsmanship, sell iron, and help my disciples cultivate flying swords. If I don't cultivate a person in the upper five realms in the future." Sword Immortal... Sword Cultivator, from now on Lord Yin Guan will only come to your door to ask questions!"

Yu Yue is really greedy.

My old friend Pu He, through bad luck, accepted a pair of Sword Immortal embryos from the Great Wall of Sword Qi as his direct heirs, the boy Yedu and the girl Sesshu. The little girl's sword-practicing aptitude was worthy of being amazing, but the young man's aptitude was even better, especially his conversational skills... he had to win.

It’s not that one family doesn’t enter the same house. Pu He was completely attracted to that young disciple, and he was even happier than having a son late in life.

Not only Pu He, but also I heard that Song Pin from Jinjia Continent, Xie Zhi from Fuyao Continent, Xie Songhua from Aai Ai Continent, all these Haoran Sword Immortals who traveled far away from the Sword Qi Great Wall, all received the Sword Immortal embryos from the Sword Qi Great Wall as their direct descendants. And listening to Pu He's tone, it seemed that it was all carefully arranged by Master Yin Guan. Then that’s enough. Pu Lao’er went to the Great Sword Qi Wall in the Jade Pu Realm. He got two disciples and went there himself. It was the Golden Core Realm at that time. So, let’s do it in half, and Lord Yin Guan will send one of his disciples?

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "If senior had spoken earlier, I could indeed help. It's too late to talk about this matter now. But if senior is willing to wait, he can wait until the fifth world opens again, and then visit Feisheng City. I can have people start selecting disciples for senior a few years earlier. As long as there is a real connection, senior can take him away from Ascension City."

Yu Yue was heartbroken when he heard this, "We have to wait for several years."

Chen Pingan remembered that there were nine sword immortal embryos on the hilltop of his home, but most of them had arrangements.

But thinking of two of the children, Chen Pingan thought for a while and said: "Senior, if you are free, you can go to Luoluo Mountain in Aquarius Island. I have two children on the top of the mountain. They may be willing to practice swordsmanship with my senior. I only dare to It's possible, but I can't guarantee anything here. It still depends on the senior's vision and the two children's own ideas. Whether it succeeds or not, senior can go to Luoluo Mountain and give it a try first."

Yu Yue was overjoyed, "It works, why not? It will be a good thing to travel to Yin Guan's hometown, even if he doesn't make a disciple."

Yu Yue suddenly asked again, "Master Yin Guan, can I ask for something else?"

It was really hard to say anything, but the opportunity was rare, so the old swordsman said half of the words, and then started to be reserved again.

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Senior, if you are willing to be the worshiper and guest, it doesn't matter whether it is named or not. This junior can't ask for anything. It's just that there is no need to talk about the salary and the god's money. My Luo Luoshan has just entered the Zongzitou Mountain Gate. Within a few days, I didn’t have much money in my pocket.”

Yu Yue laughed and said: "Then I will spend money to buy a guest with Mr. Yin Guan. As for the enshrinement, forget it. It's not that I don't want to, but I don't have the shame. After all, I can't stay in Aquarius Island often and be a guest. Guest guest, if something really happens, Feijian Chuanxin Miyun Xie family is here. From now on, I will eat and drink there a lot, and I will be on call for custody. Lord Yinguan, don’t worry, I will definitely be a guest guest. It's a good deal. There are definitely not many people in Baopingzhou who recognize Yu Yue. He cuts people with his sword and runs away without any trace. He guarantees that the matters assigned by Mr. Yin Guan will be done neatly and beautifully. !”

Chen Pingan smiled and said yes.

Yu Yue only felt refreshed and relieved. The guest minister has also become a guest, and the closed disciples also have hope.

Chen Pingan glanced at the Xie family member and remembered something.

Two swordsmen from Ai Aizhou, Zhang Shao and Li Ding, traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi together. In the end, they left for a foreign land and never returned to their hometown.

Together with Xie Songhua, they all belong to the category of flowers blooming inside the wall and fragrant outside the wall. The three sword immortals, both male and female, seemed to have no favorable impression of the customs and customs of their hometown Aai Aai Continent, and they were unwilling to practice in their hometown, let alone establish a sect.

It's like a white continent that can never keep the Sword Immortal.

Therefore, as long as the foreign swordsman is willing to have his name in Aai Aizhou, he will get a lot of immortal money.

For example, Yu Yue has the names of two worshippers and three guest ministers. Of course, not all of them are in Aai'ai Continent, but also on the Central Earth Divine Continent, plus his hometown Liuxia Continent. Take this money lying down.

It is normal for him to be looked down upon by his old friend Pu He.

It's just that Mr. Pu's words are indeed too unpleasant. Why don't you eat hot food at home and go out to eat shit?

Liu Caishen once took the lead and helped Ai Aizhou negotiate privately with Master Huolong, hoping to spend money to buy back the word "North" with Beiju Luzhou. It was not that Liu Jubao had too much money and no place to spend it, but that it involved the luck of the sword. One thing.

Chen Pingan took the lead and looked at a place in the distance.

Even better than Immortal Yunqiao, Qin Zao and others, they had to change their gaze earlier.

There were ripples in the sky, and the old man in yellow strode out, holding the neck of an ascendant in his hand, dragging him like a dead dog.

The old man in yellow threw the dying Nanzhao into the river near Yuanyangzhu, and laughed and said: "The Taoism is rotten."

Yunqi's eyelids trembled, and he took the initiative to loosen the flying sword bound by the five-color rope, and said in his heart: "How to compensate?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Since it is possible that you are half a member of your family, then you can continue to act in a play with me?"

Yun Jie said: "I would like to hear the details."

Yun Jie was sure that this person must be closely related to the one from Baidi City.

It's so similar.

The man suddenly changed his words and said, "In fact, City Lord Zheng and I have never met. Ancestor Yun Jie probably misunderstood."

Yunqi took a reassurance.

Not only are they similar in words, they are also similar in deeds.

And they look alike!

The young Taoist floated down on the shore. During this period, he and Lao Zhouzi, whose identity he recognized in the distance, looked at each other from a distance, and they both saw the admiration in the other's eyes.

In the wild peach pavilion, Haoran Gu Qingsong.

Heroes are on the same journey, and it is inevitable to feel sympathy for each other in the loneliness on the road.

There was too much commotion in Yuanyangzhu. He was wearing a pink robe and was sitting idle in the house in Panshui County. He thought it was a God-given opportunity, so Liu Chicheng didn't even bother to use his magical power to see mountains and rivers. Where can he go without his senior brother?

So he half dragged and half dragged Chai Bofu to join in the fun, and saw Chen Ping'an from a distance. Liu Chicheng was quite happy at first, but when he looked again, there was a woman in red on the bank, and Liu Chicheng stopped hastily. Yufeng and Long Bo looked at each other and saw one word in their eyes, retreat!

Unexpectedly, Chen Pingan had already greeted him with a smile: "Brother Liu, what a coincidence?"

Liu Chicheng patted Chai Bofu on the shoulder.

Chai Bofu nodded, tilted his head, and fainted from serious injuries on the spot.

Liu Chicheng was caught off guard. Is it better to die as a Taoist friend than to die as a poor Taoist? Without helping the Chai Bo Fu, Liu Chicheng let Brother Long Bo fall to the ground in the middle of winter. With a bright smile, he waved and said loudly: "Long time no see!"

Yun Jie looked at the eye-catching pink Taoist robe, and then at the green shirt that he kept saying had nothing to do with Baidi City.

Yun Zhen suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said to the swordsman with great respect, "I have met Mr. Zheng."

Chen Ping'an said: "No matter what."

No matter how courageous he is, he will not pretend to be the lord of Baidi City under Zheng Juzhong's nose.

Yun Zhe said in a trembling voice: "Junior understands."