Sword of Coming

Chen Pingan took off the sword gourd, took a sip of wine, looked at the plaque on the archway at the foot of the mountain, and said: "The writing is not very good, it is not as beautiful as the apricot blossoms on the roadside."

This sect, named Suoyun, is located in the north-central part of Luzhou in Beiju. It is good at subduing ghosts and arresting ghosts, refining mountain incense and painting door gods.

The Xianjia sect in Luzhou, Beiju, is the only place among the Nine Continents where every household builds formations for their respective ancestral halls, and they spare no effort. On Biezhou Mountain, the focus is mostly on maintaining a mountain-protecting formation, and more on Set up a symbolic landscape ban on the ancestral hall.

Liu Jinglong asked in his heart: "What should I say next?"

It was Liu Jinglong's first time to do such a thing as asking the Sword Master Hall. Originally, he meant that the two of them did not need to fall on the mountain gate, they could just stop in the air and hold out a few swords with Chen Ping'an from a distance. After the Patriarch Hall is divided into two, we can call it a day and return home.

As for Suoyun Sect's Patriarch Hall Formation and the landscape restrictions on several major mountain peaks, Liu Jinglong discussed them in detail with Chen Pingan on the way here.

However, Chen Ping'an didn't agree. He said he would accompany you all the way to Yufeng for running such a long distance, but he only managed to cut off one or two swords before running away. Did you, Liu Jiuxian, get drunk and talk drunk?

Chen Pingan said: "What should I say? Go up the mountain, and we will walk all the way to the entrance of the Patriarch Hall before drawing out the sword."

Liu Jinglong's natal flying sword is one of the strangest among the flying swords that Chen Pingan has ever seen. The Taoist Sword Intention is the "rule". Just hearing the name, you know it is not easy to mess with.

What's more, a set of "rules" can create its own small world. It seems that just one natal flying sword can serve as Chen Ping'an's two minions: the bird in the cage and the moon in the well. People are more irritating than others. Fortunately, they are friends. Drinking and drinking. However, Chen Pingan endured it.

Liu Jinglong reminded: "I can accompany you to Yangyun Peak, but remember to hold back your fists and feet."

Chen Ping'an pinned the sword-raising gourd to his waist again and said with a smile: "There are a lot of them."

The ancestral mountain of the Suoyun Sect in front of them was extremely magical. It was shaped like a section of dead wood, with protrusions protruding from all sides. Half of the mountain was cut off from the way, leaving only one side curling up, and then turned into several peaks, high and low. They are different. One of them looks like a pen stand. The mountain is green and green, as if a group of mushrooms are sprouting. It is vaguely visible. There is a book on the cliff called "Xiao Qingzhi Mountain". The other peak is extremely steep, with holes on the top and rugged walls, like a moon hanging on the horizon. , and the mountain where Suoyun Sect’s ancestral hall is located is the highest in the middle, named Yangyun Peak.

The ancestor with the highest seniority in the sect, who is in the Immortal Realm, is named Wei Jingcui, and his Taoist name is Fei Qing.

The contemporary leader of the clan, Yang Que, was in the Yupu realm, and his Taoist name was Guanmei. There is also Cui Gongzhuang, the chief guest of Jiujing Wufu. I don’t know if he is on the mountain at the moment.

It is a large sect.

In addition to the two Upper Five Realm commanders, each peak also has several long-famous Earth Immortal monks.

Chen Pingan asked tentatively: "There are so many powerful enemies on the mountain. Do you really don't need a drink to calm down?"

Liu Jinglong laughed and said: "There are a lot of old debts. I usually don't curse people."

Wei Yeyou from Baopingzhou in the east, Liu Jiuxian from Luzhou in the north.

In the final analysis, who do you owe it to?

Chen Pingan patted Liu Jinglong on the shoulder, "Yes, don't curse. We are all scholars. Swearing while drunk is a taboo at the dinner table, and it is easy to beat the bachelor."

Chen Ping'an visited Suoyun Sect this time and was impressed by the old man Zhang. On the way, he had already changed into a Taoist robe that he picked up from somewhere and wore a lotus crown on his head. After finding the concierge, he called the Taoist priest and said straight to the point: "If you don't want to change your name, you won't change your surname. My name is Chen Haoren, and my Taoist nickname is Wudi. The disciple next to me is named Liu Lili, and I don't have a Taoist name for the time being. Master and disciple have nothing to do. They have traveled here all the way. They are used to walking on a straight road. You guys lock The ancestral mountain of Yunzong has accidentally blocked the road, so Pindao and this unqualified disciple want to demolish your ancestral hall, please let me know, so as not to lose etiquette."

The concierge at the foot of the mountain of Suoyun Sect was a monk with a young face and a sea-viewing realm. He was actually quite old and was used to the wind and rain. After hearing this, he was still dumbfounded and could not recover for a long time.

The old Taoist in front of me spoke a proficient and authentic Beiju Luzhou Daya dialect. Naturally, I could hear his words clearly and understand them, but the words were so stringed together that everything seemed to be wrong. For a while, the concierge didn't have time to get angry and drive people away. Then the concierge couldn't help but laugh. There was no need to be angry. Instead, he just felt it was funny that these two fools appeared out of nowhere.

Liu Jinglong regretted following Chen Pingan to ask for swords.

As a monk born and raised in Luzhou, Beiju, Liu Jinglong was used to seeing pigs running around in the streets even if he had never eaten pork before.

What's more, in the history of our Taihui Sword Sect, there have been several times when we were questioned by sword immortals and martial arts masters about boxing. It was not difficult for the old masters to retreat from the enemy, but they were often very busy with repairs, but the young disciples were all alone. It’s almost like celebrating the New Year at the foot of the mountain. After having a New Year’s Eve dinner, after watching the excitement, I thought about going down the mountain to entertain others.

Liu Jinglong heard that his master and Master Huang, the master in charge, liked to sneak out together when they were young. After the two returned to the mountain, they were often punished in the ancestral hall. They were inevitably lectured by the ancestral master. The general meaning was that as Taihui sword cultivators, they were still A direct disciple, I need to practice swordsmanship to cultivate my mind. You need to be clear and aboveboard when asking people about swords. How can you act in such a sneaky way? After saying this, there will always be another sentence at the end, the sword is soft, the mother chirps, a shame.

But it was the first time for Liu Jinglong to see Chen Pingan greeting the Patriarch Hall like this, and he gained a lot of experience.

Chen Pingan asked seriously: "Before I climb the mountain, I must ask clearly. According to your custom, how many tables should be placed at the end of the village? How many people are at each table?"

The concierge was confused after hearing this. After all, it was his duty. Although he still wanted to hear some jokes, he still waved his hand and sneered: "Get away quickly and stop pretending to be crazy here."

The old Taoist seemed to be in trouble, twirling his beard and thinking deeply. The concierge lightly kicked his foot, and a stone at his feet was as fast as an arrow, poking straight into the old immortal's calf.

The old Taoist staggered, looked around, and said angrily: "Who, if you have the ability, don't hide in the dark and hurt people with flying swords. Stand up. This little swordsman has the courage of a bear and a leopard, and dares to plot against a poor Taoist? !”

Liu Jinglong stretched out his fist and put it on his forehead, without eyes to see or ears to hear. If I had known this, I might as well have made an exception and drank more wine at Pianran Peak.

The concierge was determined, his weapon was majestic, and he walked up to the old Taoist man, slapped his heart hard, and lie down obediently.

Anyone who dares to come here to act wild at the gate of Suoyun Zongshan knows who has the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard. He used this skill skillfully, and all the inner disciples of Suoyun Sect had the opportunity to learn some boxing and kicking skills from Cui Keqing, who could conquer several countries with his fists. One of the master's famous secret skills, specially used to deal with Qi practitioners in the mountains.

Although this concierge is a cultivator and not a pure martial artist, so he has only scratched the surface of his skills. However, the beauty of this skill is that the person who receives the punch will not be injured for the time being. It will take a few hours for the punching intention to be as strong as the punch. The flood burst the embankment and was out of control. Using the monk's aura as a martial arts arena, it was like turning the river upside down. Since it had such a wonderful effect, the concierge took action without sparing any effort. Anyway, the old Taoist priest was only injured at the foot of the mountain. He turned around and died suddenly in the distance. What does it have to do with Suoyun Sect?

Just hear a bang.

The old Taoist's feet left the ground, flew backwards, and slid backwards, barely stopping himself.

Liu Jinglong said in his heart: "It's your guest, Cui Gongzhuang, who has hit your heart."

Chen Ping'an smiled, patted the Taoist robe, nodded and said: "My boxing skills are good. I hope this person is on the mountain tonight. In fact, I have also learned a few boxing moves specifically for pure martial artists. I was embarrassed to compete with Cao Ci before. Take it out. Okay, I know better, mountain climbing."

Chen Pingan and Liu Jinglong walked straight to the Shanmen Archway. The concierge was not stupid at all. He began to be suspicious and secretly took out two yellow paper talismans with the door gods painted on them from his sleeves. "Stop! If you dare to take a step forward, someone will die."

The two people ignored them, and the monks in Guanhai Realm had no choice but to make secrets and throw talismans. Two tall gate gods, more than ten feet tall and wearing colorful armor, suddenly landed on the ground and blocked the road. The monks ordered the gate gods in their hearts to capture the two men without hesitation. life and death.

Chen Pingan waved his sleeves, and the mountain gate was instantly empty.

The monk hurriedly offered up a messenger talisman and threw it high into the sky. A brilliant white rainbow rose from the mountain gate. According to the Suoyun Sect's rules, if a sword immortal asked for a sword from the mountain gate to climb the mountain, he needed to sacrifice a colorful talisman. , followed by Red Book, and then White Rainbow Talisman.

Chen Pingan turned around and joked: "I really don't give you face."

Liu Jinglong said: "I don't have a title yet, but I am still a disciple. How can I be given face?"

Chen Ping'an flicked his finger and shattered the white rainbow talisman that had just risen into the air. The concierge was shocked and hurriedly replaced it with a red talisman. However, when the talisman rose into the sky, before it was halfway up the mountain, he was hit by the old Taoist priest again. Without turning, he raised his arms and circled his back, put his fingers together to make a sword gesture, and then the sword disappeared.

The concierge's face was gloomy and he still didn't dare to sacrifice the colorful talisman without authorization. After all, once he sacrificed it, the sect would be implicated. He immediately activated the formation of the Ancestral Master Hall to resist the Sword Immortal Wen Jian. With one palm, the palm was crystal clear, and the brilliance flowed. A magic spell condensed between the five fingers, and the water magic condensed into a dragon that was more than ten feet long. It rushed out quickly and surged towards the back vest of the "young Taoist". It was the bottom of the porter's press box. After the killer move was made and a unique skill in his life was used, the monk shouted angrily: "The traitor Taoist dares to break into the mountain, he really doesn't know whether to live or die!"

This spell is like water splashing against a wall and hitting an invisible wall, or like some ice cubes thrown into a large charcoal furnace and melting on their own.

The monk's eyes widened, he gritted his teeth, stepped on the Gang, made a hand seal with two fingers, and sacrificed a natal object, which was a jade carving of a group of chi dragons. It looked like six chi dragons entrenched in the mountain. He could serve as the concierge of the Suoyun Sect. , even if the realm is not high, there is still some virtue. The monks were reluctant to use life-threatening measures and used their heart and blood to help the group of Chi "dot the eyes". After all, it would hurt the souls. The concierge just lowered his head hurriedly, bit his fingers, and pointed at the six places in Yushanzi one by one, and suddenly there was light. In the night sky, several small yellow chilies suddenly came alive after being spotted by the immortal master. They began to raise their heads and wag their tails, and were about to leave Yushanzi to kill the pair of masters and disciples.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the old Taoist who just climbed up the stairs just smiled and went back.

After receiving the order, the group of Chi actually went back to sleep soundly.

On the top of the steps, a sword cultivator led by a golden elixir monk fell in the wind. The golden elixir sword cultivator was a middle-aged man in a golden robe, carrying a sword and looking down from a high position. He said in a cold voice: "You two, get out of the mountain door immediately and lock the door." Yunzong never helps people pay for coffins."

This person is the only Earth Immortal Sword Cultivator of Suoyun Sect, the most proud direct descendant of the founder of Xiao Qingzhi Mountain, and the current peak master of the mountain. As for the Yuanying Patriarch, he has not been involved in worldly affairs for more than a hundred years.

The sword cultivator never thought about the two climbers, he only focused on climbing higher and higher and turned a deaf ear to them.

He sneered, unsheathed his long sword, held it in his hand, slashed it down, and the sword energy poured down the steps like a waterfall.

Then it was not clear how the two Taoists took action. The sword energy like a flood took the initiative... split into two, and went straight to the mountain gate without looking back.

The golden elixir sword cultivator was shocked, forced himself to calm down, and launched a natal flying sword. A long silver-white line was instantly drawn between the sword cultivator and the Taoist.

Chen Pingan glanced at the flying sword that was "slowly hovering" in front of his eyes. He just stretched out a finger and flicked it casually, moving it hundreds of feet horizontally.

The Jindan sword cultivator's heart trembled, his soul swayed like water, and he said sternly to the porter: "Why don't you hurry up and inform the ancestor hall of the colorful talisman!"

The porter tremblingly offered the colorful talisman.

Most of the Suoyun Sect sword cultivators came from Xiaoqingzhi Mountain. The very eye-catching sword cultivator in the golden robe said solemnly: "Set up the formation."

Sword light shot out in all directions, dazzling everyone.

It is the Qingzhi Sword Formation of Suoyun Sect, but Xiaoqingzhi Mountain and Zushan borrowed two sword cultivators, otherwise there would not be enough people to complete the formation.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The flowers are blooming and green zhi is blooming, so you don't need to thank me."

He took one step forward and came to the center of the sword formation. The sword formation dispersed as soon as it rose, and the seven people, including the Jindan sword cultivator, bloomed like flowers and flew out upside down.

Chen Ping'an said: "There are no mountaintops where Immortal Realm sword cultivators are stationed, or sects where there are no Ascension Realm Qi Practitioners should be asking about swords like us."

Liu Jinglong said helplessly: "I learned it."

At the higher level of the steps, halfway up the mountain, there is an old monk in the Nascent Soul Realm. Standing over there, holding a fly whisk in his hand, he is the master of Luoyue Peak.

The old monk smiled and said: "If you two Taoist sects stop here and withdraw from the mountain gate, Suoyun Sect can forget about it."

That being said, in fact, the Suoyun Sect's mountain-protecting formation has been activated. The entire mountain is dotted with colorful lights, shining so brightly that the entire Suoyun Sect is as bright as day. All the door gods have appeared, a hundred The number of zero and eight.

Chen Ping'an clicked his tongue in surprise and asked, "Are you here this time?"

Liu Jinglong smiled and said: "You are so capable, but you have never met a great monk in the Ascension Realm."

Chen Ping'an nodded and stomped his feet, "Then retreat again!"

Although the door gods did not return to their original positions, they stopped moving forward at the same time.

This shocked the old monk.

Liu Jinglong asked in confusion: "What's going on?"

Chen Ping'an said: "I have been thinking about this matter for a long time since Shujian Lake, but I couldn't figure it out. Later, when I arrived at the summer palace, I kept looking through the books. It may be related to a few talismans from when I was just practicing boxing in the early years. , There is some origin, but it is only possible. It is difficult to know the truth. "

When Chen Ping'an first visited the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he had four Zhenqi Baoliang talismans posted on his hands and feet, but they were broken before he met Zheng Dafeng in Old Dragon City.

Now there is no longer that old man in the backyard of Yang's shop. Chen Ping'an once asked Li Er about the origin of this talisman at Lion Peak. Li Er said that he didn't know the secrets here. Junior brother Zheng Dafeng might know it, but unfortunately Zheng Dafeng The strong wind went to Feisheng City in the colorful world. When Chen Ping'an finally refined the last natal item in the prison of the Sword Qi Great Wall, he felt more and more that he had to get to the bottom of this matter.

Liu Jinglong said: "Then let me do it."

After that, the two of them climbed the mountain, and the Suoyun Sect monk, including the old Yuanying of Luoyue Peak, seemed to be over there, standing there, throwing away magic powers. In the eyes of bystanders watching the battle from a distance, Simply unbelievable.

The two Taoist priests, one old and one young, just passed by the monks who were trying to block the way.

Chen Ping'an sighed: "You flying sword is unreasonable."

Liu Jinglong said calmly: "Within the rules, you must listen to me."

Chen Pingan asked: "How big is the scope?"

Liu Jinglong replied: "As far as the eye can see."

Chen Pingan asked: "Before you entered the upper five realms, the three sword immortals Li Cai asked Jian Pianranfeng according to custom, did you not sacrifice this flying sword at that time?"

Liu Jinglong nodded and said: "That kind of sword-asking is a matter of etiquette in this continent. In fact, it should not be taken too seriously."

The two of them arrived at Yangyun Peak in Zushan Mountain. Chen Pingan had nothing to do, so he had to take off the sword-raising gourd and drink again.

Before they met the Patriarch Hall, the old Patriarch Wei Jingcui, the current sect leader Yang Que, and guest Qing Cui Gongzhuang appeared together.

Wei Jingcui narrowed his eyes and said: "When did our land dragons in Luzhou, Beiju, learn to hide their heads and tails? If you ask for a sword, ask for a sword. Our Suoyun Sect leads the sword and catches it. The stream of water flows. Think long-term, if you can't handle it, you will admit defeat if you are not good enough. No matter what, it is better than Sect Master Liu acting so sneakily and blinding the Taihui Sword Sect's family tradition in vain. In the future, if any disciples come down the mountain and are pointed out by others, it is inevitable that there will be a few It is suspected that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked."

Liu Jinglong pointed to the "old Taoist" next to him and said, "I learned from him."

Chen Ping'an looked puzzled and asked: "Isn't this Suoyun Sect not in Beiju Luzhou?"

Liu Jinglong nodded and said, "Of course it's in Beiju Luzhou."

Chen Ping'an waved his hand and said: "It's absolutely impossible, don't lie to me! In my impression, the monk Luzhou in Beiju is not pleasing to the eye when we meet. Either the other person falls to the ground or I am lying on the ground sleeping. How can he be so gibbering?"

Liu Jinglong smiled and said: "After all, we are Suoyun Sect. We act calmly outside the mountain, but talk a lot on the mountain. You have to be a little considerate."

Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "That's it."

Then the three people from the Suoyun Sect saw the "old Taoist priest" lift his foot, glanced at the soles of his shoes, and complained: "Before going down the mountain, the Suoyun Sect has to pay me a pair of clean shoes."

That Cui Gongzhuang looked a little awkward. He was just a guest, not a worshiper, so his relationship with Suoyun Sect was completely different.

Cui Gongzhuang heard that Liu Jianxian of Taihui Sword Sect behaved like a Confucian sage every time he went down the mountain, but he didn't look like him at all.

And how could Liu Jinglong have such a disgusting friend on the mountain who would not pay with his life?

Liu Jinglong glanced at the Ancestral Master Hall in the distance and said, "The monks belong to me, and the warriors belong to you?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Whatever."

Yang Que, the leader of the sect, stared at the old Taoist and asked softly: "Who are you?"

Cui Gongzhuang sneered, "You don't need to ask this person's name, Sect Leader Yang. He is just a pretender. If he can do some boxing and kicking, he will really think he is Wang Fuxu. Later, he will lie on the ground and sign up for his number."

Cui Gongzhuang only saw the old Taoist nod his head, "Yes, yes, except for not recognizing your ancestors and returning to your clan, everything else you said is right."

The Immortal Ancestor with the Taoist name Feiqing only focused on Liu Jinglong and said with a big smile: "Liu Jinglong is so good, he is so good at Jade Pu Realm, do you really think you can do whatever you want in Suoyun Sect?"

Liu Jinglong nodded and said, "I think so."

Wei Jingcui shook his head, "Why, becoming the master of Taihui Sword Sect can help you advance to the next level?"

Even if there is a big fight tonight and the mountain top is severely damaged, it doesn't matter. This is a rare opportunity. If this young sect leader comes to your doorstep himself, then your Taihui Sword Sect's reputation will be completely wiped out!

There were no ripples of spiritual energy in Liu Jinglong, but there was no movement. However, in an instant, the entire Suoyun Sect peaks were filled with millions of criss-crossing golden rays of light, which just happened to bypass all the monks on the mountain.

As long as the monks don't act rashly, everything will be fine.

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Aquarius Island, Fenglei Garden.

In the summer, the Yellow River is dressed in fox fur, looking solemn, leaning on the railing and looking into the distance.

I don't know why, but a few days ago, I just felt that the pressure all over my body suddenly relaxed.

Today, while Huang He was practicing swordplay, he called his junior brother Liu Baqiao to come here, "Liu Baqiao, don't pretend to be cynical. It's your responsibility. It's yours. You can't avoid it. You can't escape." What’s the use of deceiving yourself and others for the sake of practicing swordsmanship?”

When talking to people, Huang He always likes to call them by their first names, including their first names and surnames.

Even junior brother Liu Baqiao is no exception.

Liu Baqiao said nothing.

Huang He said: "I want to go to the ruins of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and then go to the wild world to practice swordsmanship. The sky is higher and wider there, which is suitable for swords."

Liu Baqiao said tentatively: "Let me go. Senior brother is the owner of the garden. Fenglei Garden can be successful without anyone but senior brother."

Huang He looked indifferent, "If you go outside, you will only lose Master's face."

If you can't bear to leave a woman, where can you go to practice superior swordsmanship?

It's not that you can't like a woman. A monk on the mountain doesn't matter if you have a Taoist companion.

But if you like a woman, you will delay your sword practice. The woman's weight in the sword cultivator's heart is more important than the three-foot sword in his hand. Don't talk about other mountains and sects, just talk about Fenglei Garden, and only talk about Liu Baqiao, it is equivalent to half Waste.

A young Yuanying realm sword cultivator is not too bad, but you are Liu Baqiao. Master thinks that among all the disciples, the person who is most similar to him in talent and talent, how can he be satisfied and feel that he can breathe a sigh of relief and continue wandering around? Isn’t it too late to break through in a century?

But Huang He didn't even bother to say these words.

Huang He said: "If I don't come back, Song Daoguang, Zai Xiang, Xing Youheng, Nangong Xingyan, any of them, even if they are currently at a lower level than you, can be the owner of Fenglei Garden, but you can't. "

"Did you feel relieved after hearing me say this?"

"So you are a waste. Master picks out people and only misses them twice. So Liu Baqiao's greatest skill is to make Master see the wrong person."

It's rare for Huang He to talk like this.

Liu Baqiao said softly: "Huang, I also have a temper. If you continue to be so unyielding...be careful, I don't care who is the owner of the garden or the senior brother or not. I will scold you right away." ah."

The corners of Huang He's mouth turned up, with a sneer on his face.

After a while, Huang He, who was rarely tired, shook his head, raised his hands, rubbed them to keep warm, and said softly: "It's better to die than to live, so you can live like this for the rest of your life. Baqiao, but you have to promise your senior brother that you will fight for it within a hundred years." If you break through one more realm, no matter how many years it takes, if you finally become an immortal, I won't be disappointed with you."

He was never polite to Liu Baqiao and was harsh and inhumane. Deep down in Huang He's heart, he hoped that this junior brother could walk side by side with him and climb to the top of the Kendo Mountain together.

Now call him Baqiao, without his last name, to completely regard him as his junior brother, and hope that he can live a good life as a Fengleiyuan swordsman who is not the owner of the garden.

Liu Baqiao may be a good apprentice, junior brother, and man, but he may not be a qualified swordsman.

Liu Baqiao said nothing, just lying on the railing, pursed his lips, and there were tiny emotions hidden in his eyes.

At the end of the day, Liu Baqiao rested his chin on the back of his hand and just said softly: "I'm sorry, senior brother, it was me who dragged you and Fengleiyuan down."

Huang He hesitated for a moment, stretched out a hand and put it on Liu Baqiao's head, "It's nothing."

The Divine Continent of Middle Earth, the Mountain and Sea Sect.

It was the cliffside where I met the green-shirted man before.

Nalan Xianxiu, Guixiu Feicui, and the little girl still like to come here to see the scenery.

A small girl with a low level of education, when she first came to Shanhaizong, she only had a small oil-paper umbrella with her.

She gave herself a name, Zhenghua.

Nalan Xianxiu, with a cigarette stick attached to his waist. It was rare that he didn't smoke all day long. He just sat cross-legged and looked into the distance, at the mountains and the sea.

The little girl held the flowers and had just stabbed a little straw man. She threw it on the bamboo mat again and again, otherwise she would smash it down with her fist. Then she crossed her arms around her chest, stared at the little straw man lying on the ground, and hummed: "Hit it." Damn you, you big bad guy.”

Nalan Xianxiu said to the ghost cultivator girl beside him: "It's not good to like someone. Why bother to like that man?"

He knows the most, so he also knows the least about what he is.

Liking the embroidered tiger Cui Cheng is actually more boring than liking Zuo Zuo. The latter is really ignorant, while the former is pretending not to know.

Feicui is lying on the bamboo mat. Men will like the beauty of the undulating mountains. This may be the same reason as Nawen seems to dislike the mountains.

The ghost cultivator Feicui who looks like a girl next to her is actually not that beautiful originally. It's just that the life and death situation failed to break the bottleneck. After the corpse was dismembered, she had no choice but to do so.

Of course, Feicui's current appearance is much better-looking than her face and figure back then.

In fact, if she practices step by step, she will not end up being dismembered. In another two or three hundred years, she will be able to become an immortal by honing her skills.

But together with the great battle, Barbarian World seemed to have captured Tongyezhou in an instant and reached Old Dragon City.

She couldn't wait any longer.

The results of it? Not only did he not break through, Cui Chan was never seen, and he died for once.

Nalan Xianxiu has long advised that if you like someone and you dare not go to the Yupu Realm, even if you are in the Immortal Realm, if you go again, you will only get the same result.

It's just that Feicui has her own reasons. If she wants to go there in the immortal realm, it's not impossible to make him like her. If she likes someone, she has to do something for him.

As for why she likes it so much?

He is good looking.

Not only is the appearance of young Cui Han good-looking, but also the smooth flow of twisting the chess pieces and placing them on the chessboard when playing Caiyun Game, and even the kind of "If I sit down, you lose" when discussing Taoism with others in the academy. "The spirit is flying,

She was lucky enough to have seen them all.

Also, in the middle of winter when heavy snow fell, a young Confucian scholar once traveled to Shanhaizong with A Liang. When A Liang got into trouble, he stayed alone on the cliffside to apologize to others.

He once stood a few steps away, looking at her with a warm smile and saying hello, my name is Cui Chan, and I am a disciple of Wen Sheng.

Middle Earth Divine Continent.

Nan Guangguang, a great monk in the Ascension Realm, returned to the sect alone, frowning slightly because he found a stranger sitting there at the mountain gate, with a long sword unsheathed, horizontally across his knees, and his fingers lightly grazing the sword.

As if waiting for someone.

Nan Guangguang hesitated for a moment, then landed at the mountain gate and asked, "Who are you?"

The man raised his head and said: "The blessed land of Qingsong, the master of swordsmanship."

Nan Guang's heart tightened and he asked again: "What are you doing here?"

The old monk remembered a tragic incident on a certain mountain many years ago. There was a person in the Jade Pu Realm who had his head cut off and thrown casually at the gate of the mountain.

The man who called himself Hao Su stood up with a sword and said calmly: "Behead him and leave."

Luzhou in the north is located in Qingliangzong.

Under one roof.

The female sect leader, He Xiaoliang, is preaching to three direct disciples. They are all female cultivators, and their Taoist names were all chosen by their master with the help of their master. Their Taoist names are Qingya, Dajiu and Ganji respectively.

Then he gave each of the three heirs a colorful elk, a close object, and...a few oranges.

There are bells hanging under the eaves, which are often caught in the breeze by horsemen.

The weather is dull today and there is no breeze.

After preaching to the three disciples, He Xiaoliang raised her head, stretched out a finger, and shook it gently. She closed her eyes and listened to the sound of the bell.

A smile gradually appeared on that extremely beautiful yet extremely deserted face.

People with good flowers and a full moon will live long and have everything they wish for.

The three direct disciples of He Xiaoliang on the side, even though they were all women, were all moved when they saw their master like this.

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Suoyun Sect.

After Liu Jinglong sacrificed his natal flying sword, the inside and outside of Qunfeng Mountain were densely covered with gold threads, but a martial arts arena was specially set aside for Chen Ping'an and Cui Gongzhuang.

As soon as Cui Gongzhuang's eyes blurred, he could no longer see the old Taoist priest.

Someone suddenly laughed from behind and said, "Where are you looking?"

Cui Gongzhuang turned around and struck the heart with a powerful punch. He did not hesitate to kill him!

Even if something went wrong and he was accidentally killed, he would offend the elders and ancestors behind him, and the Suoyun Sect would help him take care of it.

But the man let the punch of a ninth-level martial artist hit him in the heart, and he only twisted a cloth shoe under his feet slightly before he stood firm and said with a smile, "Have you not eaten enough? Suoyun Sect The food is not good? Why don’t you go to Taihui Sword Sect with me for a drink?”

Cui Gongzhuang's other hand punched to the opponent's door. The warrior's energy was like a rainbow, and his punch was as fast as a flying sword. However, the man just stretched out his palm and blocked Cui Gongzhuang's punch. He gently pushed it away, looked at each other and smiled. : "It's not kind to hit someone in the face. I don't even have martial ethics."

Cui Gongzhuang hit him with a knee, and the man pressed down with his palm. Cui Gongzhuang couldn't help but lean forward, but he took advantage of the situation and threw out his fists.

Chen Pingan turned sideways and swept his leg, causing Cui Gongzhuang to fly into the air. His body instantly bent and his eyes were covered with red threads. Chen Pingan slightly increased the force and slightly changed the direction. Cui Gongzhuang was kicked directly to the ground.

When Cui Gongzhuang fell to the ground, he took out a military armor pill with one hand and immediately put it on his body. In addition to the golden black armor on the outside, he also wore a Lingbao armor from the Sanlang Temple as soft as a monk's robe.

Chen Pingan deliberately didn't stop him.

This is how I pick up things on the way out.

On the other side of the Patriarch Hall, stands a hundred-foot-tall colorful armored warrior. The armor is covered with countless talisman cloud patterns, which are layered upon layers of blessings by the ancestors of the Suoyun Sect. The Talisman God will open a pair of pale golden eyes. He held the mace in his hand and was about to smash it down, but when it appeared, it was restrained by Liu Jinglong's golden sword energy. In an instant, a pair of colorful armors seemed to have turned into a suit of gold armor.

But Liu Jinglong remained motionless.

The next moment, a hundred-foot-long god general warrior was cut into countless pieces by golden silk threads. Although there were many cloud-patterned talismans and Taoist meanings connected, like the lotus roots broken by silk threads, the huge body was crumbling.

Yang Que suddenly said in a deep voice: "We lost this time when we asked the sword."

Wei Jingcui was stunned and said angrily: "Yang Que, stop messing around!"

Yang Que actually didn't care about the anger of his uncle at all. He just looked at the "old Taoist" covered with skin and asked again: "May I ask who you are?"

It is said that the Taihui Sword Sect is empty-handed, but this is the uncle next to him. Deep down in his heart, Yang Que does not agree with this. What to do to provoke the Taihui Sword Sect? Huang Tong’s personal grudge? It's just that the master's realm and seniority are all over there, and it's really empty-handed. Where is the Taihui Sword Sect? He is basically the nominal master of the Suoyun Sect. Who among the peaks of the Ancestral Mountain will listen to his orders. If it weren't for several of Wei Jingcui's direct descendants who failed to reach the upper five realms, Yang Que, who was born in another lineage, would not be able to take the position of sect leader.

Liu Jinglong smiled and reminded in his heart: "Ignore it."

Chen Pingan shook his head, removed the veil of the lotus crown of the Taoist robe, reached out to take off the mask, put it into his sleeve, and said with a smile: "Great Wall of Sword Qi, Chen Pingan."

Of course the three people from the Suoyun Sect knew about the Great Sword Qi Wall, but this was the first time they heard of the name Chen Ping'an.

But when I heard that this man came from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, even the old immortal was horrified. Cui Gongzhuang, who was wearing two pairs of armor, stood up without saying a word.

Just like Liu Jinglong said, the monks of Suoyun Sect are too cautious when going down the mountain. This mountain top is one of the few in Beiju Luzhou that does not like to take long walks.

Liu Jinglong couldn't help laughing and said, "Are you embarrassed?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's enough to know that I come from the Great Wall of Sword Qi."