Sword of Coming

Liu Xianyang stopped, turned around and stood on the steps, looking at the sword cultivator from Zhengyang Mountain who was responsible for the third sword question.

Judging from the traces of the sword light, it appeared that the woman came from Xiaogushan in the Dependent Couple Peak. She was dressed in night clothes, had a stern face, and a calm demeanor. At first glance, she was not a fuel-saving lamp.

She had obviously been watching the battle carefully at Xiaogushan before, especially in the second game. Yu Ping's defeat was too strange. It seemed that once she got close to Liu Xianyang, she would fall into some kind of formation restriction, so she did not directly use the sword to fall. She stopped near the gate of Xianxian Peak, but between Ancestor Mountain and Full Moon Peak. With her sword hanging in the air, she was only facing off from afar with Liu Xianyang, who was destined to have an extremely magical flying sword.

Anyway, distance is never the real issue when it comes to sword cultivators.

The sky wind was blowing, the woman was dressed in black, and a long sword under her feet dragged out a snow-white firefly. The mountains behind her were full of green colors, like a fairy emerging from a green landscape painting with a sword.

Liu Xianyang looked at the unattractive woman with an extraordinary sword-wielding posture, and felt that he had benefited a lot. Next time he asked whose family the sword was, he must not listen to Chen Pingan's arrangements again. You are stupid, you are talking about it. At the entrance of the mountain, when hiking, you have to learn from this predecessor, stepping on a long sword, turning into a rainbow, and then suddenly hovering. The most important thing is to show up, you have to choose a beautiful place with excellent scenery, and become A figure in the painting in the eyes of all those watching the game.

The woman in black performed the sword technique with both hands, and a pale golden arc moon appeared on her fingertips. This sword cultivator who had lived in seclusion in Xiaogushan for hundreds of years used this to show her identity. She came from the Full Moon Peak of Zhengyang Mountain. At this moment, she was with Wenwen. The person who wields the sword declares his or her identity as a tribute.

Liu Xianyang immediately returned the gift and made a sword secret with one hand. However, he did not give his name as the direct descendant of the Longquan Sword Sect. He simply introduced his place of origin and name, "Jiuli Zhudongtian, Liu Xianyang, Huaihuang County."

She looked calmly and said: "Dividing between life and death?"

Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "Win or lose, life or death, it doesn't matter. I have long wanted to learn how you are so good at climbing the swordsmanship to the top of Zhengyang Mountain."

She said: "I will make your wish come true today."

There was a faint white cloud floating between the mountains of Yixian Peak and Full Moon Peak, but they took the initiative to bypass the graceful figure of Yu Jian.

It was obvious that she had already used a protective technique to prevent being attacked by Liu Xianyang's unknown flying sword.

Zushan then opened the mountain protection formation. The entire first-line peak, except for the top of the sword, was surrounded by clouds and mist. The steps were like streams flowing silently, and the water was extremely clear. Liu Xianyang looked down and saw that the entire steps seemed to be paved with a layer of fabric woven by an immortal master. The blue lichen looks shadowy in the sunlight. This formation is not aimed at Liu Xianyang, it is just to protect the mountains and rivers of the first line of peaks, so as to prevent a fierce sword fight between the swordsmen on the top of the mountain from wantonly destroying the beautiful scenery in the mountains.

The figure of the unknown female sword cultivator suddenly disappeared. At the same time, a golden long sword appeared out of thin air on the top of the first line of peak. It was the treasure of the old peak somewhere in Zhengyang Mountain.

Then the sword twisted into several arcs, and the lightning intertwined, just like a golden whip left by the God of Thunder. Thunder roared in the sky. In an instant, this unusual ancient sword quickly dragged out several The hundred-foot-long golden brilliance stretched out in a half-moon arc high in the sky, and hit the tall man standing on the steps of the first line of peak with a whip.

Liu Xianyang performed the sword formula with one hand, and a golden light appeared on his fingertips. He put his fingers together and gently drew a circle. A golden light stretched out, and a circular line appeared next to Liu Xianyang. Liu Xianyang snapped his fingers again, and a circle appeared. line becomes

A golden ball that enveloped Liu Xianyang was like a sun that had been refined and imprisoned. It became small and cute, as if it had been casually placed on the steps by an immortal. The golden light was as thick as water, shining brightly, and seemed to be ascending.

Swordsman Liu Xianyang stands in the middle with his sleeves swaying.

As soon as the whip fell to the ground, from the mountain climbing shrine to the mountain gate archway, the cyan lichen formed by ripples of formation quickly rose up layer by layer. Finally, the arc of lightning carved out a crack several feet deep.

On the mountaintop halfway down the mountainside of the first-line peak, hundreds of golden thunder and lightning snakes spread out from the thunder whip as thick as the mouth of a well, running non-stop.

If it weren't for the Ancestral Mountain Formation protecting the mountain's roots and water transport, just the fall of the whip would have destroyed the mountain climbing path and the archway would have been split into two halves.

It's just that this powerful thunder and lightning whip alone can't break open Liu Xianyang's golden circle. At the foot of the entire first-line peak, there are countless thunder and lightning whips interlaced and woven into a network, as if there is a figure hiding behind it. The god of thunder in the sea of ​​clouds wields a whip and smashes the world randomly.

The cultivators watching the battle from various peaks, all the genealogy cultivators who were not earthly immortals, all held their breaths and concentrated, and it was thrilling.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth moved slightly, and the woman showed an ethereal figure. She raised a crystal clear left hand, and the muscles, bones, meridians and meridians of the earthly immortal on the mountain, known as the "golden branches and jade leaves", appeared in detail.

Her right hand was held in an empty hand, and she twitched it slowly. She frowned slightly. The ghost cultivator seemed to be enduring the severe pain that shook his soul. He pulled out a long and narrow emerald green sword from the center of his left hand, like a green river refining it. It is made with the two characters "dao" and "dao" engraved in ancient seal script. The blade is like water, rippling and swaying slightly.

Liu Xianyang glanced at the vision of the woman unsheathing her sword in the distance.

From the side of Yixian Peak to the top of Full Moon Peak, a bright straight line was drawn out without any warning. The sword light was straight and penetrated the woman's figure in an instant. The sword light was still unparalleled in excitement, and directly hit Full Moon Peak. A cliff was cut through, and a long line of sword light went to the sky, lasting for a long time.

The figure of the female ghost spread out and turned into a cloud of miasma. Only where the sword light penetrated her heart was a whirlpool of sword energy the size of a fist.

The head, torso, and limbs of the knife-wielding ghost have all been separated by themselves, and the strands of sword energy in her body are connected to each other, barely maintaining the human form.

The golden long sword controlled by her mind kept flying in the air, with golden thunder and lightning constantly whipping the mountain road at the foot of the first-line peak. Every time the long whip hit the ground, there was a burst of thunder and vibration.

The huge Zhengyang Mountain Ancestral Mountain is like a landscape bonsai, suddenly blooming a golden flower with distinct veins.

She struck out with her sword in the distance, but there was no bright sword light. There was only a gray thread as thin as silk between the sky and the earth.

Liu Xianyang still stood there, motionless, wiping his fingers horizontally, and said softly: "When the water falls, it will return to the ruins."

In the air between Ghost Swordsman and Liu Xianyang, a long river of nothingness appeared out of thin air, and the gray line fell into it.

After that, the light of the swords was like a flood breaking through the embankment, rolling down one by one in the "Gui Ruins", and finally even the golden thunder light was captured together.

It seems that there is a world of difference between the two sides of Wenjian.

From the beginning to the end, Liu Xianyang did not use the swordsmanship he learned from the Longquan Sword Sect in three sword-fighting sessions.

When he asked Jian about Zhengyang Mountain, he never said hello to Master Ruan, the blacksmith. Anyway, as long as Ruan Qiong didn't stop him, Liu Xianyang took it as his consent.

Liu Xianyang glanced at the top of his head, and saw clouds gathering in all directions, and showing an unusual inky black color. Anyone who was not blind would know that it was the woman's swordsmanship technique. Liu Xianyang knew that this sword skill was the famous secret skill of the cloud-polling peak. cloud.

At noon, the sun shines through the curtain of black clouds, and it seems like eight sword lights are falling from the sky, with the sword tips pointing directly at Liu Xianyang.

Liu Xianyang's mind moved slightly. Eight long rivers of sword energy emerged in all directions surrounding the first line peak, rising into the sky. In the distance, several long swords were densely packed together in the raging rivers. The sword energy was dense, and they bypassed the mountains behind the first line peak. Several fronts were drawn, like light cavalry, rushing towards the battlefields where the golden light passed through the dark clouds. Finally, in mid-air, the mighty sword array and the falling sword in the cloud controlled by the woman Nascent Soul were facing each other tit for tat, just like the collision of iron cavalry on the battlefield.

After all, he is a serious Confucian disciple, and Liu Xianyang is still good at using sword poems written by sages and writers.

The ghost nun didn't even look at the cloud-piercing sword formation. Her figure suddenly dispersed into seven rays of rainbow light. The rainbow light dispersed like arrows, and finally condensed into eight illusory figures holding swords. Their whole bodies were intertwined with snow-white light. Then, a sword was handed out respectively, and the light of the sword turned into a mysterious white horse. As they ran forward, they suddenly appeared and disappeared, their whereabouts were uncertain, and they all rushed toward Liu Xianyang, a first-line peak.

It is the swordsmanship of Pian Piao Feng. Time is like an arrow, and the white horse is flying.

The art of transformation of Qi practitioners has never been very good, not even the heretical ones. The worst ones are the birds and beasts, or the immortals' Luanhe and others. If they can manifest a dragon as big as a mountain, Only those who have a certain appearance, or some extremely ferocious ancient alien species, and can possess one or two corresponding natal magical powers are considered superior. Pian Piao Feng's illusion technique is quite impressive. It allows enlightened people and earthly immortals to roughly imitate the legendary white horse that jumps in the water of time, and then carries a wisp of sword intent. Used to kill enemies.

Liu Xianyang used his sword energy to condense a long sword, swung the sword a few times at will, and chopped several white horses with strange trajectories into pieces in the air. Another white horse that was as bright as the moonlight suddenly sank, dodging the sword light. , the horse's hoof lightly stepped on the ground, and in an instant he came to the back of the steps of the first line of peak. Liu Xianyang didn't turn his head, but just slashed backwards. The white horse running down the steps shattered like porcelain. In the end, there were still four heads. The white horse of time collided with Liu Xianyang's golden sword formation, and the snow-white light exploded together with the golden sunlight.

The female sword cultivator had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and finally used her natal flying sword. The entire realm of Full Moon Peak was drained of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and it was instantly dark, like day falling into darkness in an instant, and the night was heavy.

On the other side of the first line of peaks, the formation lichen changed from light green to dark green.

Over the Full Moon Peak, a bright full moon appeared, sinking into the blue sea with lightning speed.

It happens that the place where the moon falls in the world is where Liu Xianyang stands.

Liu Xianyang still didn't move, but looked a little strange.

This Sword Questioning is almost done, but it would be pointless to delay it any longer.

The bright moon still fell into the sea without any stagnation, but for a moment, the female ghost cultivator who still had the sword skills with her backhand lost her mind. As if falling into the clouds and mist, many life pictures, either drawn in white or painted in white, were seen one by one.

This kind of unreasonable strangeness, except for the two sides of Wenjian, even the Immortal Realm Taoist Heavenly Lord like Shen Gaozong Qizhen, who has been watching the battle with his magical power to see the mountains and rivers, has not missed any subtle details and is still unaware of it. .

And this behind-the-scenes priest, who is actually half a Nascent Soul ghost in the Jade Pu Realm at this moment, does not even know that she is traveling through the scrolls of her own life.

This is the terrifying thing about Liu Xianyang's natal flying sword.

In the dream, the sword is drawn and people are killed at will.

No one can escape a deep sleep, and everyone's sleep is a long river.

Every time Liu Xianyang fell asleep, it was like a long journey up the river. The key was that he could look at anyone once, and then he could go to that person's river of life at will.

Therefore, anyone who is in the same situation as Liu Xianyang will be in an extremely dangerous situation.

Ning Yao, Fei Ran, Shou Chen, Chen Ping'an, maybe only these swordsmen with extremely tenacious sword hearts can have the power to fight back when they are in the same situation, and each has a slight chance of winning with their magical powers.

Because the only "flaw" in Liu Xianyang's dream about sword masters is that when Liu Xianyang meets people in his dream, it is Liu Xianyang's time flowing down the river, but it is other people's time flowing back. In other words, sword cultivators like Ning Yao and Fei Ran, Either the talent is invincible, or the swordsmanship is extremely stable, or even both, so it is very likely that he will realize something is wrong at the first moment, just like a person who is in a trance in a dream, but vaguely realizes that he is sleeping and dreaming. , if at that moment, the person who was asked about the sword in the dream could find the heart of the sword to be exceptionally clear and transparent, and use this sword to break through a dream, he would be able to avoid Liu Xianyang's sword that became more and more fierce the further back he went.

This is the reason why Liu Xianyang is willing to delay coming to Zhengyang Mountain to ask for swordsmanship. As long as I have never reached the Jade Pu Realm, I am not invincible.

Otherwise, how could that boy Chen Pingan really stop him with such sincerity? Only Liu Xianyang taught Chen Pingan how to do things.

Liu Xianyang, who was on the steps of Xianxian Peak, did not cut with his sword to block the bright moon from falling into the sea. He moved back for the first time and used Shuodi Mountain River. Halfway up the mountain, the bright moon rolled to the ground and went up the steps. Crushing all the way, following Liu Xianyang's figure, Liu Xianyang had no choice but to stop hiding in the realm, and suddenly appeared as a statue of a hundred feet tall, raised his sleeves, and collected the "climbing" bright moon with the sleeves of the Jade Purity monk. In the sleeves, the big sleeves were bulging, and the sound of silk tearing and cracking was endless. The bright moon was like a rolling ball, bumping around. Liu Xianyang stretched out his fingers and pressed against the sleeves. The bright moon in the sleeves gradually calmed down. Finally, because of the loss of the female ghost, The control of the mind is like water without source, which bursts into pieces in the sleeves. In the small world, countless snow-white moonlights are scattered. The moonlight slightly seeps through the sleeves, and the sun and moon grow in the pot of a mountain immortal master.

As for the other "Liu Xianyang", he walked along the long river of time with the female ghost. The two of them went down the river together and saw her life events one by one.

A female sword cultivator from Full Moon Peak, her five to six hundred years of monastic life seemed to be a long time, but in fact it only lasted for a moment in her mind. And if Liu Xianyang hadn't been moved and changed his mind, she would have been there for so long. Aware of the situation in the dream, Liu Xianyang casually handed out a sword in the dream, and she would be wiped out by at least a hundred years of Taoism with one sword, and many souls would be chopped into pieces. Moreover, she was already decayed and seemed to be just suffering. How can the supported soul withstand Liu Xianyang's swords in his dream?

Liu Xianyang sighed, stopped, and softly called out her name, and a long river of time stopped. The female ghost who was leisurely looking back on her entire life suddenly "awoke" and looked around, only to realize that she was not a woman who had just entered the Dragon Gate. The female cultivator who is in the upper realm does not have the junior sister who was looking forward to the future with her just now, let alone the Full Moon Peak. She wanted to operate her natal flying sword, but she found that the "Qianze" that depended on its master was still in her natal acupoint. However, her mind moved slightly, and no matter how hard she pulled it, it seemed that it was blocked by a mountain. No matter what the gate or the flying sword, you can't go out to kill the enemy.

Liu Xianyang glanced at "Tianwai" and said with a smile: "There is still some time left, so I will show you the real mountain scenery."

The reason for the exception is that this female ghost may be "Liu Yu" from a certain future in Zhengyang Mountain.

The next moment, she felt the scene around her change, and then her heartstrings tightened, making her breathless.

In just a moment, a ghost whose sword heart was still at the Nascent Soul realm collapsed on the spot.

On that endless battlefield, countless golden gods were high in the sky, and countless monsters were on the ground. They were fighting constantly between heaven and earth, and corpses were everywhere, like mountains.

The place where she and Liu Xianyang were standing was actually on the tip of a great demon holding a magical sword. The great demon, who was several thousand feet tall, stepped on the mountain with one foot, stretched out his arm and raised the sword with a pair of scarlet eyes. His eyes were hot, and he looked up at the sky, full of fighting spirit.

Liu Xianyang asked calmly: "Situ Wenying, I brought you here because you are not a swordsman in Zhengyang Mountain. Do you have anything else you want to say at the end?"

As far as the two men could see, the battle was fierce.

It's just that Liu Xianyang is used to strange things, but the ghost swordsman named Situ Wenying is frightening. Just seeing the scenery, he is already dizzy and loses his Taoist heart.

There is the colorful armored god with golden eyes, standing on the earth, spreading his palm to draw a bright star river from the sky, holding it as a long whip, raising it high, whipping the earth, breaking the earth into pieces and creating ravines.

There was a huge god in the shape of a woman. When she fell to the ground against the wind, the sea of ​​clouds was densely covered high above, and tens of thousands of golden lightning fell to the ground in an instant, as if the sky and the earth were connected.

The big demon grabbed the "tiny" body of the god with one hand, tore it open, threw away half of it, put the remaining half into his mouth, chewed it, but was impaled by a golden halberd that fell from the sky at an angle. Chest, it actually leaned forward with a grin, tore its body apart, then grabbed the halberd with its backhand, stomped on the ground, and threw it back to a golden god in the sky. Before being caught by the latter, dozens of people were standing there. The lower gods were passed through. After the halberd owner's gods took over, they didn't even look at the corpses of the gods hanging on the halberd. They just flicked their wrists to scatter the string of "candied haws" on the weapon in their hands. …

She trembled: "Is this your natal flying sword?"

Liu Xianyang twitched the corners of his lips, "Otherwise? Did a Jade Pure Realm fall out of thin air from the sky, and I, Liu Xianyang, happened to catch it in my hands?"

She was speechless and silent for a long time. In the end, knowing that she was going to die, she actually laughed and said, "It ends like this, what an unexpected surprise."

Liu Xianyang knelt down and said, "I finally understand the meaning of those words."

Yesterday I was there at Guoyunlou. I was lying on a wicker chair with my friend while drinking and chatting. Anyway, it was idle time. The two best friends chatted about everything.

After finally drinking and getting tipsy, Chen Pingan looked at the sky with a smile and said something from his heart.

He said that interesting things and meaningful things are not easy to do.

Interesting and difficult things may not mean anything if they are accomplished. But if something meaningful is done, it must be very interesting.

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The groups of Immortal Masters on the Full Moon Peak could even clearly feel the aftertaste of the earthquake trembling on the other side of the First Line Peak.

As for Bo Yun Peak and Shui Long Peak, two groups of mountain gods and water gods from all over the continent gathered together. They are more sensitive to the movement of mountains and water. Compared with ordinary monks, it is more difficult to determine the consequences of a sword inquiry. It is enough. Long-term changes to the landscape.

Jiang Yun, who was born from the side branch of the Jiang family in Yunlin, and Fu Nanhua from Laolongcheng were both outsiders who went to Lizhu Cave to look for opportunities. In addition, the two had met on the battlefield of Dadu, so they were half acquaintances. Standing side by side for a while, looking at the magnificent Wen Jian scroll in front of them, Fu Nanhua asked softly: "Both of them are Nascent Soul Sword Immortals?"

Jiang Yun nodded, "Without a doubt."

Maybe Liu Xianyang is more than that.

However, Jiang Yun's interest was not in that sword-fighting, but in Zhengyang Mountain's Zushan Formation, which was similar to a soldier's armor pill with at least a half-immortal soldier rank. As for being devastated by sword light and bombarded by spells, it would be fun to wait until the end of the war and guests from all peaks to climb the mountain to watch the ceremony. There will be potholes all over the place, especially the Xian family mansion halfway down the mountain, with broken walls and ruins everywhere.

I never thought that the most boring thing about watching a ceremony on the mountain could become so interesting.

Sure enough, don't mess with anyone but the "younger generation" who came out of Lizhu Dongtian.

Not to mention Song Jixin of Nipingxiang who is already the king of Dali, there is Ma Kuxuan who was born in Xinghuaxiang, and then Xie Ling of Taoyexiang. In the past few years, he traveled alone, killing demons and demons with magical powers. There are endless disputes, and they are extremely decisive. There are still two pure warriors from the Yang family medicine shop who once caused a big disturbance on the mountain at an ancient battlefield site. As for Zhao Yao of Fulu Street, after he returned to his hometown to serve as an official of Dali , was even more ruthless in handling disputes on the mountain. I never thought that there would be another Liu Xianyang today.

Fu Nanhua's bloated wife was sitting with Wei Liang in the viewing pavilion. Jiang Sheng asked: "When will Liu Xianyang be able to fight all the way to the top of the sword?"

Wei Liang laughed in his heart and said, "Little Jiang, why are you so anxious? I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, just wait patiently."

That Liu Xianyang clearly has a lot of energy left.

Jiang Sheng's eyes lit up, "Is there any hot tofu to eat?"

Wei Liang nodded and said, "It might even be very hot for your mouth, or even for your hands when holding a bowl."

Jiang Sheng shook his head and said: "It's impossible. Even if the man named Liu is a Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal, it's just a fluke that he can reach the top of the sword."

Regarding the background of Zhengyang Mountain, the Yunlin Jiang family naturally knew everything, and she was the most doted on by the ancestor of the Jiang family. In addition, she was forced to marry the old Longcheng. , the ancestor has always felt guilty. Every time she returned to her parents' home to visit her relatives, the old head of the Jiang family, who had a heavy workload, would take time to personally accompany Jiang Sheng to relax.

Wei Liang smiled and said: "There are only two types of immortal families in the world, mountain tops and loose sands. Even if it is a wealthy mountain family with the prefix Zong, in fact, as long as it reaches a certain critical point, people will instantly become distraught. The former has Tongyezhou Yugui Zong, Taiping Mountain, Baopingzhou Fengxue Temple, Zhenwu Mountain, as for the latter, there are many, but some are shallowly hidden and some are deeply hidden. Zhengyang Mountain belongs to the latter of the latter.

"If Liu Xianyang is the only one who asks for swordsmanship today, he will indeed not reach that critical point. Just like what Xiao Jiang said, if he stops at the top of the first-line sword peak, he will at most make a big fuss and either be left behind by Zhengyang Mountain or be killed by the Longquan Sword Sect. If someone brings it down the mountain, it will add something to talk about after dinner on Aopingzhou Mountain."

When Wei Liang said this, he looked at the young swordsman standing on the steps of the first-line peak, "Of course, Liu Xianyang is already very powerful. Only two Jade Pu realm swordsmen under fifty years old could do it before."

Jiang Sheng was shocked when he heard this. Is Liu Xianyang a Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal? But the bigger shock was what Wei Liang called the "previous two". She couldn't help but ask: "Two? Isn't it just Fengxue Temple in Wei and Jin Dynasties?"

Wei Liang chuckled and said, "It seems that your ancestor of the Jiang family still doesn't feel sorry for little Jiang enough."

Jiang Sheng asked curiously: "Who is it? Where is he now? How come such a young swordsman doesn't have any fame at all?"

Wei Liang gave the lie, "far away in the horizon, close in front of us, and now he is somewhere in the mountains. This guy is like...bringing a big bowl of hot tofu to the house as a guest, but the host doesn't want to eat it." If you are not careful when eating, you will not only burn your mouth, but you may also burn your liver and intestines."

Jiang Sheng suddenly said: "I was still wondering why Uncle Wei was willing to take time out of his busy schedule to come to Zhengyang Mountain to waste his time."

Wei Liang nodded, squinted his eyes and sighed: "I have to come, because I need to learn from a young man the method of dismantling everything to its fullest use."

Wei Liang, this "grandfather, son, and grandson, are actually the same person" and a Legalist monk who has been the governor of the Qingluan Kingdom for generations. He was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed at himself and said: "I am really angry to death. Back then, That boy is such a simple and honest person, well, now I can hold my nose and humbly ask him about this knowledge."

On the side of Xianfengjian Pavilion, the sect master Bamboo Emperor saw the female ghost who had made great contributions to the mountain gate. His eyes were filled with pity and guilt. He pitied her for being a woman but had a pitiful life experience and was reduced to this. He felt guilty that he was the sect master and the jade creature. In Pujing, today she still needs to leave Xiaogushan to lead the sword with Liu Xianyang.

Xia Yuancui's expression was complicated. This involved a long-lasting sect secret. Even Tao Yanbo and Yan Chu, such powerful elders of Zhengyang Mountain, only had some private speculations, and no one would mention it easily. , all I know is that the woman is a ghost cultivator from the Nascent Soul Realm, who has taken over the position of the oil refueling woman incognito.

After the old ape in white saw her, he looked unhappy and said to several old sword immortals in his heart: "Her miserable life is not hers alone. It is related to the great formation of Zushan. Once her soul is gone, she will be killed." It will fundamentally damage the hub of the formation, not to mention the loss of the immortal money, why did the sect master waste the energy of a mountain like this, and who will make up for it afterwards?"

Xia Yuancui, who had always been serious about the city, had a look of anger on his face for the first time, and said, "Yuan Gongfeng's words are a bit hurtful."

According to the genealogy records, this behind-the-scenes priest, the female Yuanying Sword Cultivator, who has passed away long ago, secretly serves as the cheerleader of Zhengyang Mountain.

The implication of adding fragrant oil is that the oil lamp used to worship ancestors in the First Line Peak Ancestral Hall can replenish the incense on a mountain.

She came from Full Moon Peak and was once one of Xia Yuancui's most proud direct descendants. She was the senior sister of the woman who was killed by Li Tuanjing himself and then exposed her body to the sun in Fengleiyuan Square.

Both of them had the opportunity to take over the position of peak master from their master, Xia Yuancui, who wanted to concentrate on practicing swordsmanship. They helped with the general affairs and were even expected to become the mountain master. You must know that among the peaks of Zhengyang Mountain, the current sect leader, the Bamboo Emperor, Although he has excellent sword training qualifications, he is still not the most qualified swordsman.

It's just that their road was bumpy, one died and the other was resentful. They chose to go down a dead end and became the inhuman and ghostly people they are today.

Because they, or rather the entire Zhengyang Mountain, met the Feng Lei Yuan sword cultivator, Li Tuanjing, who was destined to be incompatible with each other.

The Bamboo Emperor advised: "Uncle Xia, Yuan Chongfeng never speaks correctly to the situation or the person."

Over the past dynasties, the tiffany men can be both male and female. They must be swordsmen. Once they hold this position, they are equivalent to a half-dead person, because not only will their names be removed from the ancestral hall's genealogy, they will be written off, and they will be randomly found for any reason, such as the retreat failed, the soldier died. . Moreover, every time he showed up to hand over the sword, what he did was often extremely dangerous, and every time it was a life-threatening act.

Before Xia Yuancui and Bamboo Emperor respectively reached the Jade Pu Realm, after she turned into a ghost, she was actually the most lethal swordsman in Zhengyang Mountain. Her existence was to deal with Li Tuanjing's most likely question of Jianzheng. Yangshan, lest Li Tuanjing climb the mountain all the way and feel like entering an uninhabited land. Naturally, Zhengyang Mountain did not dare to expect her to be able to kill Li Tuanjing with her sword. It was a bit similar to the sword-asking method used by Yuan Bai and Huang He. This method was just a last resort for the mountain gate to protect itself when the peaks were weak. Act of.

The old ape in white sneered.

It naturally knew what Xia Yuancui and the Bamboo Emperor were planning. They had long disliked the ghostly woman as an eyesore. The Zhengyang Mountain in the past was indispensable without her. She had to guard against Li Tuanjing, who was unmatched when he was still alive. Li Tuanjing demolished the entire ancestral hall and interrupted the mountaineering and kendos on his own. But now, she has become a stain on the old almanac. It is best to let outsiders help erase it. After all, today's Zhengyang Mountain no longer lacks her half-Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal.

Based on this merit, Xia Yuancui planned to give up a shady direct descendant in exchange for a batch of Sword Immortal embryos with the Bamboo Emperor in the future at the Ancestral Master Hall. As for the sect leader, the Bamboo Emperor, despite the regret and guilt on his face before, in fact In the entire Zhengyang Mountain, the one who most wanted her to die cleanly and completely was the Bamboo Emperor who had transformed from Nascent Soul to Yupu, and from the mountain lord to the sect master.

However, the old ape in white knew it well, but did not feel anything was wrong. If the Bamboo Emperor was not so ruthless, how could he be the leader of the clan? If Xia Yuancui didn't have such calculations, how could Full Moon Peak continue to grow and occupy the most seats in the Lower Sect's Ancestral Hall?

That female ghost's natal flying sword is named "Qun Ze" and is of extremely high rank.

Once sacrificed, a lawless land with a radius of dozens of miles will be created.

Feijian's magical ability to dry up the spiritual energy of the world and fish it is just one of them. In addition, she is good at the unique swordsmanship. Fighting with Ren Wenjian, she has walked the path of death together. In addition, with the help of Feijian, she eats and eats every day and is equal to a person. The Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator, despite the worry-free situation of Yangshou, still did not hesitate to turn into a ghost, giving up the Yang Shen body and the entire skin, and borrowing half of the Jade Pu Realm.

Moreover, her soul has long been integrated with the Zhengyang Mountain Mountain Protection Formation, and she cannot leave the mountain for too long, otherwise her soul will decay very quickly. Therefore, unlike the forest-planting old man from Beijian Peak, she can wander around every time she goes down the mountain, as if traveling through mountains and rivers. All she needs to do is kill the grass and roots quickly, but she can't, so every time she secretly goes down the mountain, she is beheaded.

The oil man who renews the incense in the ancestral hall, and the old man Zhi Lin who eradicates the sword forest in Zhengyang Mountain. These two behind-the-scenes worshipers are worthy of their nicknames. One is the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal and the other is the Grandmaster of the Nine Realms. They have a clear division of labor and occasionally go down the mountain to cooperate in killing people. , the coordination was perfect, leaving no trace.

The Bamboo Emperor suddenly said in his heart: "There have been enough accidents today, and we must not let any more accidents happen. So for the next sword, Junior Brother Xia, Junior Brother Tao, and Yan Zhanglu are in trouble."

The Bamboo Emperor added another sentence, "I will notify the other side of Dagushan, so I will also add Wu Tijing's natal flying sword."

Xia Yuancui nodded. Although the other two Gods of Wealth and Master Zhang were hesitant, they still agreed to the matter. As long as it was done without anyone noticing, that Liu Xianyang would die without knowing. Among the people watching the battle in the peaks, They just thought that Liu Xianyang was killed by a female ghost with one sword, without knowing the mystery behind it.

Among the sword cultivators, Zhu Huang, Xia Yuancui, Tao Yanbo, and Yan Chu are two Yu Pu and two Nascent Souls.

Including the ghost cultivator, he can be regarded as half of the Jade Pu Realm at ordinary times. After fighting for his life, he can be regarded as a Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal with outstanding killing power.

What's more, in addition to Jianxiu, Zhengyang Mountain also has a mountain guard to enshrine Yuan Zhenye, which is already a jade. Moreover, there is a behind-the-scenes worshiper as Zhi Linsou on the Back Sword Peak, an old ghost who hangs himself with secret techniques and is a great master of martial arts in the Nine Realms.

From this point of view, if the peaks follow Zushan and activate the mountain protection formation together with the sword top, it will not be a problem to kill an immortal or even an immortal realm sword cultivator, it will be more than enough.

But this kind of great swordsman, even if you add in the neighbors from the north and south, there are only a handful of mountains and rivers in the three continents. Bai Shang, Wei Jin, Jiang Shangzhen, Wei Ying, who else is there?

Furthermore, who among the Immortal Realm Sword Immortal or the Ascension Realm Great Monk would dare to mess around in Aquarius Continent now? Is the imitation white jade capital above Dadu in central China really a dead thing?

Therefore, the right time, place, people and people are all in Zhengyang Mountain.

On the cliff of Dagushan Mountain in Jianlu Peak, a young man in black with a sword on his back glanced at a lonely woman on the other side of Xiaogushan Mountain not far away.

His eyes were cold. After he looked away, he saw a dead tree hanging out of the cliff nearby. He walked up to it and broke the dead wood with one foot. Then he jumped up into the air with a light body, and the long sword clanged out of its sheath behind him.

Wu Tijing was walking with a sword. This young swordsman was regarded as the best swordsman in Zhengyang Mountain for thousands of years. There was no sword hanging on his waist, only the section from the sword to the hilt.

It seems that there once was a long sword, but it just lost its blade.

While wielding the sword in a floating manner, Wu Tijing breathed in slowly, his sleeves rustling.

I am a sword cultivator in the mountains who possesses the pure way of hand-to-hand combat, and possesses a strong inner spirit. The body is like an ape and bird, and the energy is used to support the spirit. The energy of the sword is as abundant as water overflowing a river, the sword intention is as clear as a hibiscus emerging from the water, and the way of the sword is as vast and high as the rotating stars. .

Liu Xianyang and the female ghost's sword-asking battle was extremely loud and full of strange phenomena. There were chaotic ripples of the remaining sword energy everywhere, and it led the nose of an ancestral mountain formation. Therefore, Chen Ping'an left Sword Back Peak and hid his figure before. Following a sword path, but with a little caution, I successfully climbed to the top of the sword with the ancient sword I picked up.

After being asked by the female cultivator from the top of the mountain who he was, Chen Pingan smiled and said that he was a guest. Outside the threshold of the First Line Peak Ancestral Master Hall, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at the female cultivators from Huamufang. He looked at them one by one, and then seemed to say to himself He said to himself: "Now that I have seen through it all, can you let Liu Cai fall in love with Xuefeng, or travel to Lutai, and postpone the question of swordsmanship with me? There will be more opportunities in the future, you Zou Zi After all, why should I rush for a while, such as waiting for me to go to the colorful world? Or after I travel to the Qingming world?"

Facing Xuefeng, the maid next to Yuan Bai was in awe, her eyes were shining, and then she quickly lowered her head, seemingly hesitant for the first time.

Even Yuan Bai didn't notice her subtle movement.

A female cultivator from Qiongzhi Peak in the square glanced at the green-robed swordsman. The corners of her mouth curled up, and then she nodded slightly, as if she had agreed to the matter. The next moment, the female cultivator returned to her normal expression.

This female cultivator from Huamufang was actually unaware of it.

Next to Yuan Bai, Liucai, the maid from Tianjing Blessed Land in Aaizhou, disappeared without warning and left Xuefeng without even having time to say a word to Yuan Bai.

Over at the capital of Da Li, the imitating Bai Yujing sword flashed, but was quickly withdrawn.

It seems that a Yin Shen Yuan Yuan who is a swordsman in the Jade Purity Realm is not worth using a sword at all.

Before coming to Zhengyang Mountain, Chen Ping'an had gone to Dadu in the middle of the country. He was able to board the fake white jade capital not by relying on any identity, but by relying on the names of two monks from other continents.

Then Chen Ping'an saw only an elusive and unbounded man with a vague face.

At that time, Chen Pingan said straight to the point: "I'll find Bai Shang or Zou Zi, and you will be responsible for drawing the sword according to the rules. But I can't guarantee that I will find him."

Because according to the rules of Da Li that only apply to the top of the mountain, all the Immortal Realm Sword Cultivators and Ascension Realm Great Monks from other continents did not take the initiative to submit the communication documents to the Da Li court and set foot on the territory of Aquarius Continent without authorization. Once discovered, they will be punished. Asked about the sword.

But the ultimatum only needs to be sent to Fang Bai Yujing, and there is no need to say hello to Da Li Jingcheng or the accompanying capital. This is actually another strange thing.

The unknown man without a boundary nodded and said with a smile: "It's within the rules, as it should be."

That "Tian Wan" from Zhengyang Dogwood Peak once sent a letter to her husband with a flying sword, "Bai Changyi, Zou Zijiu."

In short, Cui Dongshan is 100% certain that one of them must be hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity.

In fact, Chen Ping'an was already on his way to Fake Bai Yujing at that time.

Chen Pingan was standing on the top of the sword with a wide field of vision. He turned his head and caught a glimpse of the direction of the sword light on the other side of Xuefeng. He did not look away for a long time.

If he had just read the intelligence information about Zhengyang Mountain, he would never have made too many guesses about the maid named "Liu Cai" beside Yuan Bai.

But once it comes to Zhu Yufeng Tian Wan, especially a certain eventuality that Chen Pingan has been wary of, Chen Pingan will never dare to take it lightly.

Until this moment, the "Zou Zi" whose real body was not in Aquarius Continent was far away. Chen Pingan could finally breathe a sigh of relief. He remembered two Buddhist sayings for no reason, that the grass bandits were defeated and the thieves had to draw their bows.

Well, I finally have no worries about this sword-asking Zhengyang Mountain.

As for the white clothes, as long as you dare to come to Aquarius Island to hand over the sword insidiously, don't leave and go to Luolu Mountain as a guest.

However, I believe that with Bai Shang's temperament, even if he secretly traveled across continents, he would have been aware of the movements on Bai Yujing's side and was destined to return home quietly. However, it is more likely that this ambitious northern swordsman would just I would choose to sit back and watch the show from a distance.

A female official from Huamufang hurried forward, bravely stretched out her hand to block the door, and cautiously dissuaded her: "Sword Immortal, Jianding Ancestral Hall is our first-class forbidden area, and you are not allowed to go there! Breaking in without permission is to provoke the gods. Big trouble.”

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "There won't be any trouble. I am an old friend of your mountain-moving ancestor. The reason why I have achieved what I have today is largely due to him. If you are worried , Feijian sent a message to the Bamboo Emperor, I happened to have something to do, and I wanted to have a good chat with him. There are too many people talking in Tingjian Pavilion, so it’s not suitable to talk about business, so Miss Lao sent a message, so I went to pick out my chair first. , by the way, my name is Chen Pingan, from Luopo Mountain, and I would like to remind your sect master that he had better come to this sword top alone."

When the female officer was hesitating, she never thought that the man in blue shirt and carrying a sword would disappear in a flash, and he had already crossed the threshold and walked inside the Patriarch Hall, while her arm was hanging in the air. , she put her hand away, her face flushed with anxiety, and she almost shed tears. She made such a big mistake under her nose, and when she returned to Qiongzhifeng afterwards, she had to be scolded to death by the founder. She stamped her foot and had to Turning around, Feijian quickly sent a secret message to the sect leader Zhuhuang, saying that there was a guest who did not understand the rules. He claimed to be Chen Ping'an from Luolu Mountain. He broke into the ancestral hall first and seemed to have already started to choose the chair that belonged to him. After sitting down, this person even boasted boldly, saying that it would be best for the sect leader to come to the Patriarch Hall alone to discuss matters...

Chen Ping'an held the back in one hand and the sword in the other. He really picked a chair there and walked all the way to the chair that belonged to the sect master Bamboo Emperor. Because today was the celebration of the great sage who moved mountains, there was a special place on the first line of peak. The already very front seat of the Hushan Enshrined God made an exception and was placed at the first place alongside the Bamboo Emperor.

So Chen Ping'an sat on this chair, looked towards the gate, put his long sword on the ground, gently picked it up and put it down, and quietly waited for the Bamboo Emperor to show up to entertain guests.

The female official of Huamufang didn't dare to go beyond the rules of the Patriarch's Hall and walk in without permission. She could only stand at the door. Then when she saw the scene inside the Patriarch's Hall, her face turned pale in an instant. This uninvited guest, who looked so friendly, What's going on? Are you going to die?

Chen Ping'an looked at the two rows of seats one by one and knew whose position each belonged to. Although he had never been to the First Line Peak Ancestral Master Hall before, he was no stranger to it.

Xia Yuancui from Full Moon Peak, Tao Cai Shen from Qiuling Mountain, Yan Zhanglu from Puyun Peak, the old swordsman from Boyun Peak who once wielded swords with Li Cai, the female swordsman from Pianqiao Peak, Leng Qi, the founder of Qiongzhi Peak, Tian Wan from Zhuyu Peak , Wu Tijing, the reincarnation of Li Tuanjing, Yu Jiao Feng Yu Ping, who was looked down upon by Master Ruan, and Xuefeng Yuan Bai, who was hiding half of the "Sword Cultivator Liu Cai" next to him...

It is indeed a good place where swordsmen and immortals are like clouds.

If it's just a Zhengyang Mountain, it's nothing.

But with the addition of the Dali court, Tian Wan, with Tian Wan, there will be Bai Shang, who has great plans, and with Zou Zi, there will be Liu Cai.

For example, just talking about Liu Cai, when Chen Ping'an seemed to be at his most energetic, an unknown disciple from Zhengyang Mountain suddenly appeared and blocked the road.

The price of choosing to trade a sword cultivator for a sword cultivator eventually made the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall no longer a sword cultivator.

For the complex situation of Digital World, this may be a very interesting situation and an extremely unexpected variable.

But for the young mountain owner of Luolu Mountain, it is a bleak ending that cannot be imagined in the "future".

In this matter, Zou Zi seemed to have said hello to Chen Ping'an early, passing through the list of ten young people in the world, and intentionally or unintentionally leaked Liu Cai's two natal flying swords.

Maybe this list was created by Zou Zi behind the scenes.

One day, the sword cultivator asked the sword cultivator, and they were in an upright fight.

Moreover, I warned you, the young hidden official, in advance, and asked you, Chen Ping'an, to prepare for many years in advance to deal with the Wenjian where your opponent's name and natal flying sword were clearly told to you.

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, but there was no immediate urgency for the time being, but Zou Zi came to decide the time and place of this sword-asking battle, which was destined to be inevitable and impossible to escape.

In fact, no matter how Chen Pingan tried to think of the reason, he still couldn't figure out why Zou Zi targeted him in this way.

never mind.

On the road of life, even if you don't know many reasons, you can still do whatever you want.

coming.

Zhengyang Mountain, the leader of the clan is the Bamboo Emperor.

Sure enough, he was just alone.

Chen Pingan smiled and did not get up.

The Bamboo Emperor used his sword energy to isolate a small world. Standing at the door, he immediately caught a glimpse of the ancient sword of Sword Back Peak in the opponent's hand. The mountain master of the Jade Purity Sword Immortal narrowed his eyes and spoke with the young man. The mountain master asked in a deep voice: "Chen Ping'an, what do you want to do?"

The man was still tapping the ground gently with the bottom of the scabbard, and said with a smile: "Can you please have a cup of tea before we talk about business?"

The Bamboo Emperor grasped a white jade talisman passed down from generation to generation in his sleeve and sneered: "Oh? Are you worthy?"

The next moment, all the sword energy on the top of the sword peak gathered together in an instant, condensing into a tall figure shrouded in clouds and fog, standing next to the sect leader Bamboo Emperor.

The old god in the blue shirt was still there, and he smiled helplessly: "We haven't even talked about it yet, but the talk has collapsed?"

The Bamboo Emperor saw the man open his hand, and the sword of the founder of Zhengyang Mountain was resting on the ground. Then the guy raised his hand, shook his sleeves, and a head rolled out of it. He moved it with his toes. He kicked the head of the old man Zhi Lin towards the door and hit it on the threshold, "Bamboo Emperor, don't you think about it, why can I kill a ninth-level martial artist on your territory, but in the end I have to come to the front line?" Feng, you took the initiative to say hello and you only found out about this?"

The Bamboo Emperor looked uncertain.

The immortal beside him could actually draw his sword at the young man at any time.

Chen Ping'an stretched out a palm towards the Bamboo Emperor's chair and said with a smile: "You are already here, where can I escape to? How about sitting down and chatting?"

The Bamboo Emperor did not move, but asked: "Is that Liu Xianyang already in the Jade Pu Realm?"

Chen Ping'an was too lazy to talk about this. You wouldn't fucking guess it yourself. He just casually smashed the head at the door, then prepared to stand up and said with a smile: "I gave you a chance to have a good chat, but I didn't want to have a good chat, right? Then wait. Now, including Liu Xianyang and me, all the distinguished guests who came to the First Line Peak to watch the ceremony will be on top of the ruins of the Patriarch Hall, so let’s all bask in the sun together.”

The Bamboo Emperor laughed, and stepped across the threshold. The immortal behind him stayed outside the ancestral hall, and said as he walked: "Master Chen, remember to be careful with your words. If you get confused, if you are related to each other, many people will die. .”

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I was scared to death by you."

As soon as the Bamboo Emperor reached the halfway point, he instantly used his natal flying sword. He and the immortal at the door behind each used their swords to forcefully break through an extremely strange sword formation.

But the next moment, it seemed that Chen Ping'an was just showing off his sword skills and made no more unnecessary moves.

However, on the top of the sword peak where there was no more intertwining sword energy, a beautiful scenery like a landscape scroll appeared.

Just like a mountain, flowers bloom one after another, and then there are hundreds of flying swords that carry messages, dragging out sword lights and flowing fireflies, scattering in all directions, the sword lights are flying like lightning, heading to the top of the peaks, and finally hovering on a Next to the guests watching the ceremony.

At the same time, Chen Ping'an had already held both ends of the ancient sword of Beijianfeng with both hands, and said with a smile: "Don't be in a hurry to fight, this is the most important inheritance of your Zhengyang Mountain 2,600 years ago. If one of the tokens is accidentally broken by me, who will be blamed?"

The Bamboo Emperor did not put away the natal flying sword, but the young mountain master, who acted as if he was mentally ill, did something unreasonable and threw the long sword directly back to the Bamboo Emperor. Then he stretched out his hand again and said with a smile: "Sit."

The Bamboo Emperor didn't even catch the mountain-holding treasure that was the ancestor's relic, but just asked the immortal at the door to do it for him.

When he sat down, he felt extremely strange. In his ancestral hall, who is the master and who is the guest?

Then the guy's first words made the Bamboo Emperor seem to have heard a big joke.

"Bamboo Emperor, why don't you remove Yuan Zhenye's name from your family's family tree first? Then I'll work harder and help you clean up your family with my own hands. Do you think it's feasible?"

The Bamboo Emperor was so furious that he stood up suddenly and gritted his teeth and said, "Chen Pingan, what do you think?!"

The man was calm and composed, smiled and nodded, "I think it's feasible."

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On the steps of Xianxian Peak, Liu Xianyang had just put away a bright moon in his sleeves, shook his sleeves, and returned home with a full load. It was a worthwhile trip. He could give it to Miss Yu later. Mosquito legs are also meat.

And in that mysterious and mysterious ancient battlefield, the female ghost asked: "You are in the open, and there is Chen Ping'an from Luo Luo Shan, hiding in the dark, right?"

Liu Xianyang smiled and said nothing. I'm not familiar with you, so there's no need to dig into your heart.

Her face suddenly twisted with a ferocious expression, but her eyes were filled with anger, and she said angrily: "What's the point of you scrawling about the sword like this?!"

Liu Xianyang was a little confused by her question.

It's like a criminal who is full of evil, and before he dies, he suddenly asks the heroic hero, "Is it enough to kill me?"

Even if it's not enough, I can't beat you to death twice.

Situ Wenying seemed to be crazy and started talking crazy things, "Besides me, who else can you kill this time when you ask for swords? Bamboo Emperor, Xia Yuancui, Tao Yanbo, Yan Chu, these old bastards, how many of them will be able to kill in the end? Is the foundation of the avenue interrupted? Is Zhengyang Mountain really going to break your muscles and bones? Don’t you know that what the old immortals like Zhengyang Mountain are best at is to hold back and keep silent. This is how they endure year after year. After the death of Fengleiyuan Li Tuanjing, he managed to create a sect with the prefix, and now he is almost going to have a sect as well!"

But she quickly became depressed.

In fact, it is not easy for two young sword cultivators, who are not yet fifty years old, to be able to ask the sword Zhengyang Mountain like this. It is a feat.

Although there are regrets, it is very satisfying.

If the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, Zhengyang Mountain will always be Zhengyang Mountain.

Sanctimonious, outsiders who know the inside story just know. At most, he would be like Patriarch Qin of Dalugou of Fengxue Temple, who said a few words that disgusted Zhengyang Mountain.

It's a pity that there is no more Li Tuanjing in the world.

This Zhengyang Mountain, which has swordsmanship like snow, but harbors more filth and people and people, has always been dominated by conspiracy and conspiracy for 2600 years since it was founded. Just like these "sword skills", it is real but invisible. The top spot in the Patriarch Hall.

Moreover, on top of hills with extremely upright social traditions like Bo Yun Peak and Pian Ying Peak, when in the past, when discussing matters in the Ancestral Master Hall, did everyone not leave first? As Zhengyang Mountain prospers, it is destined to become more and more like a puppet. These truly pure swordsmen, every time they use their swords with a clear conscience, they hide the extremely utilitarian plan of the Zushitang. All swordsmen are willing to sacrifice their lives. The sword-passing scenes outside the mountain, seemingly impassioned sacrifices of life and death, are actually all transactions and calculations inside the Patriarch Hall. In the end, those who benefited the most were those sword cultivators who did not need to use their swords.

All the young girls who were still full of energy when they went up the mountain may eventually become the next Tao Yanbo, Yan Chu, Leng Qi, and Ni Yuerong.

Liu Xianyang looked embarrassed.

The main reason is that this senior female cultivator seems to be more like the life and death enemy of Zhengyang Mountain than him, an outsider seeking revenge, and he is a little uncomfortable with it.

Situ Wenying began to dissipate, her soul wavered, and turned into wisps of smoke, but she didn't realize it, or didn't care at all. She just said: "Even if you really demolished the Yinxian Peak Ancestral Master Hall today, you still didn't succeed. , it may even be a disservice. Li Tuanjing once dominated Zhengyang Mountain for more than three hundred years. In fact, on the other hand, it was Li Tuanjing who was like the best sharpening stone and created the sect's heritage in Zhengyang Mountain today. Sword cultivators from all peaks share the same hatred and hatred. You don’t know this, so you just look at the sharpness of the sword, which looks like a sword fairy, but is not very much a sword fairy. "

Situ Wenying smiled miserably, "Because your question of swordsmanship will only have the same result as Li Tuanjing. Have you and Chen Ping'an ever thought about this problem?"

Liu Xianyang shook his head honestly, "I never think about this. After all, my only enemy is that old beast who almost punched me to death. I came to climb this mountain to kill him. As for the atmosphere of the peaks of Zhengyang Mountain, I But I can’t control it. The upper beams are crooked and the lower beams are crooked, stealing, men stealing and women prostitution are your own family affairs. I am not your ancestor, so I don’t have to worry about the family tradition.”

But there was something Liu Xianyang didn't say.

But don't worry, someone will definitely think that that guy is kind enough to help you recompile your ancestral genealogy.

She was heartbroken and laughed loudly: "I must be one of the people who deserve to die in Zhengyang Mountain, but I am really unwilling to not hear more sounds of swords breaking!"

The saddest thing about Situ Wenying's life was not that Li Tuanjing liked his senior sister and didn't like himself when they met earlier, but that the Bamboo Emperor had ulterior motives and deliberately told her in private that Li Tuanjing, who had just entered the Nascent Soul realm, was actually the one he liked first. The person is you, but your senior sister is Master Xia’s designated candidate for the peak master. It is more likely that she will become the master of the ancestral hall in the future. Li Tuanjing only changed his mind after weighing the pros and cons.

Later, when Situ Wenying realized something was wrong and became a ghost, she found the Bamboo Emperor who had successfully become the mountain master. The latter smiled and said to her, you are infatuated with Li Tuanjing, but you don't know the person you like at all. , what kind of person are you, you are worthy of being liked by that Li Tuanjing, but you actually have the nerve to come to me to accuse me?

Situ Wenying smiled.

It seems that her life has always been so unsatisfactory, and the people and things she misses have nothing to do with happiness.

Suddenly spring, suddenly summer, suddenly autumn, already winter.

Then there will be no more spring flowers blooming in the coming year.

There was also a time when a young girl was in love and was afraid of being cheated on, and a slave face was not as good as a flower face.

At this moment, her face was filled with tears, but she finally had no worries, and she felt a little dispensable happiness. It was too small to be pieced together, but in the end it was a long-lost relaxation.

Liu Xianyang originally wanted to ask her if she should simply change her practice to a different place. She couldn't practice swordsmanship because she could only move dead people away from trees.

Just thinking about it again, Liu Xianyang swallowed these words back in her stomach. She was not wrong before, she was a person who deserved to die. Besides, she is still a person who wants to die.

Looking back, when she left the mountain this time, Situ Wenying hoped that she would die from the beginning.

As expected, Situ Wenying said: "I'm glad you are a Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal. Otherwise, if you were killed by me, one more person would have died in vain. I would have to return to Xiaogushan and continue to be the cheerleader."

The other Liu Xianyang noticed the strangeness on the top of the sword and laughed, so Liu Xianyang suddenly said to the ghost: "Situ Wenying, do you believe that my friend can help you split Zhengyang Mountain into two parts, and one day, the clear and the turbid will be clear?" ? Sword cultivators are pure sword cultivators, and bastards just get together with bastards? And these bastards, the next days will definitely become more and more difficult day by day! "

Situ Wenying shook her head, "I want to believe it, but I can't believe it. I won't take a second look at the world outside, and just assume that you have done it."

She turned around, held fists with Liu Xianyang and smiled. Her last words in this life seemed to be what a pure swordsman from Zhengyang Mountain should say.

"Liu Xianyang, send me a message to your friend. I hope that you two young swordsmen will always be willing to respect Bo Yunfeng and Pian Pianfeng, the pure swordsmen of Zhengyang Mountain, and kill those gangs in the end every time. Old bastard, leave the Patriarch Hall!"

Liu Xianyang clasped his fists, as if he was joking, but not like he was telling a joke, "Then let me tell Chen Pingan, that boy has always listened to me. This guy has been bored since he was a child, and he is very shady. You old foxes in Zhengyang Mountain , just live a long time, in fact, the fox is not as good as him."

Damn it's lucky that I didn't drag Chen Ping'an away. One person used the sword and the other punched him, and we beat him from the bottom of the mountain to the top. It would be no problem to beat that old beast to death, but most likely he wouldn't have a chance to brag about it to Situ Wenying.

Situ Wenying said no more, just looked into the eyes of the young swordsman quietly.

It seems that there are really not many Zhengyang Mountains with such clear eyes.

On the steps of Xixianfeng, Liu Xianyang suddenly sat down on the ground.

And the Situ Wenying hovering in the air gradually disappeared into thin air.

She did not take away any of the sword luck, her own aura, all magic weapons, and many natal objects. She just returned them all to Zhengyang Mountain.

To outsiders, it looked like a huge sword-fighting competition. A female swordsman with a bit of the Jade Pure Realm aura had a slight upper hand, and her swordsmanship and Taoism were extremely brilliant. However, she died inexplicably and her Taoism disappeared. ?

Liu Xianyang stood up and continued to climb higher. As he climbed up the stairs, he cursed loudly: "Come to the Jade Pu Realm, where the damn person has never died, and have a good sword fight with me. Can you do it? I'm begging you guys!"

In the corridor of the high-rise building in Xuefeng, Jin Qing, the Lord of Zhongyue Mountain, was greatly surprised. The young woman beside him just now turned into a sword light and traveled far away. It was so fast that it was unbelievable. He had to ask Yuan Bai, "What's going on?" ? This maid next to you, if I’m not mistaken, must be at least in the Jade Pu realm, or a swordsman? You don’t even know?”

Yuan Bai was even more confused than Jin Qing. He shook his head and said helplessly: "I have no idea."

Then he laughed and said, "It doesn't matter. That's fine. It will be easy for her to find the owner in the future."

Jin Qing laughed angrily and said: "What a Yuanda Sword Immortal, he is really not so kind-hearted."

Yuan Bai was lying on the railing, looking a little tired, but also a little relieved, and feeling a little more relaxed, "If you don't be forgiving, you will be suffocated to death in one breath."

After that, Yuan Bai and Tiger looked up together and saw "the scene of flowers blooming on the top of the sword", and then there was one of the messenger flying swords, hovering in the corridor.

Yuan Bai found that his brain was a bit insufficient today.

Jin Qing had a playful look on his face, and actually caught the flying sword that conveyed the message directly, but without reading the contents of the secret message, he crushed it into pieces and said with a smile: "Yuan Bai, she's gone, are you still willing to stay here? Listen to me, you go to the Zhenjing Sect. We are close together, and if we join forces with the Zhenjing Sect, we will be able to take care of the old mountains and rivers. If you continue to stay on Zhengyang Mountain, I will never take the initiative to help you choose a sword. Fairy embryo."

Some of the flying swords flying everywhere in the flowers were aimed at people who were watching the ceremony, telling them that they could leave.

Some flying swords are just a cover-up, and whoever picks them up and opens the contents of the secret message will be completely confused.

There are also some flying swords, which will make some swordsmen in the peaks of Zhengyang Mountain not only confused, but also have their crotches covered with yellow mud. Whoever takes them will regret it and want to chop off their hands in the future.

Yuan Bai smiled bitterly and said: "Is this such a child's play? After all, I am a registered worshiper on the first-line peak genealogy. It is not so easy to leave Zhengyang Mountain. Those old foxes of the Bamboo Emperor will not agree."

Jin Qing twitched his lips, "Do you think I'm the kind of person who acts on impulse? I'm not sure, so I let you go down the mountain so rashly? Finally, let me tell you, except for Yu Guizong, Wei Ying, Zhenjing Sect, and Liu Laocheng , and someone promised that the sword cultivators in the territory of the old Zhu Ying Dynasty would never practice swordsmanship in a smoky place. Yuan Bai! Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, you stay here, lest you regret it, don’t come to me. Complaining, I just think that there is no more sword Xiu Yuanbai in Aquarius Continent!"

Yuan Bai started to speak but stopped.

Jin Qing glanced sideways at the top of the sword and sneered. Then he turned his head and patted Yuan Bai on the shoulder, "You should not suffer the consequences. Yuan Bai shouldn't be living in this cesspool."

Yuan Bai nodded, Jin Qing stretched out his hand to summon the eye-catching ferry, and took Yuan Bai on the ferry, which would pass near the first line of peaks later.

Jin Qing stood at the bow of the boat, first glancing at the flying peaks where the emperors, generals and ministers gathered, and then at the two peaks of Puyun and Shuilong where the gods of mountains and rivers gathered together.

At the cliffside pavilion on the other side of Full Moon Peak, a messenger flying sword hovers like a flying bird on a branch.

Wei Liang smiled and said, "Don't answer."

Jiang Sheng took the flying sword and opened the secret message. He laughed dumbly. It was blank and had no content. Then she turned around and smiled apologetically.

Wei Liang rubbed his forehead and said with a helpless smile: "It's okay. Anyway, you are not the only one who owes me this."

Not far away, Fu Nanhua and Jiang Yun also received a secret letter each. Jiang Yun opened the secret letter without hesitation and smiled knowingly. The letter said that Fengweidu would like to thank him for the guidance.

Then Jiang Yun greeted Wei Liang and Jiang Sheng and said they were leaving.

Jiang Sheng asked doubtfully: "Aren't you going to watch the ceremony? According to the time set by Zhengyang Mountain, it will start soon."

Jiang Yun shook his head, Yufeng left, and left Zhengyang Mountain.

After Fu Nanhua opened the letter, his face was full of gloom, and he finally snorted coldly. The wording in the letter made Fu Nanhua frightened.

You Fu Nanhua and Lao Longcheng owe me two lives. If you are willing to repay one today, you can stay. From now on, the position of city lord that originally belongs to you can be just enough to be given to your eldest brother or second sister.

Wei Liang laughed from his heart and said: "Nanhua, you can leave first. Really, don't be brave. And from now on, stay as far away from this person who wrote the letter as possible. The further away, the better. It's best for both of you not to see each other again." .”

Fu Nanhua was stunned for a moment, but in the end, out of caution, he clasped fists with Wei Liang and left. As for the Taoist monk on the mountain and his wife at home, he didn't say hello when he came down the mountain, and she didn't hold back or even ask a question.

The flying sword hovers everywhere.

There were sword cultivators from various peaks in Zhengyang Mountain who smashed the messenger flying sword on the spot without even looking at it.

But more people, especially the distinguished guests from the mountain who came to watch the ceremony and congratulate them, most found it interesting. Some mistakenly thought it was some novel trick created by Zhengyang Mountain, and some just watched the fun. Among them, there were swordsmen from various peaks, especially those who had seats in the Zhengyang Mountain Patriarch Hall. They broke the flying swords, and unexpectedly more flying swords came to the door. After one or two times, some people hesitated and opened it. Secretly watching the contents, among them are the master swordsmen of Bo Yun Peak, Pian Ying Peak and Qiongzhi Peak...

After reading the secret letter, the old swordsman of Bo Yunfeng smashed the flying sword to pieces with a slap, and shouted angrily: "What kind of messy little trick?! Someone actually made such trouble in the Patriarch Hall?!"

The secret message was not filled with unpleasant words, but just a meaningless statement, saying that he wished the Po Yunfeng sword cultivator good luck in his sword-fighting in a foreign land.

The situation is similar at Pianjing Peak.

On the Qiongzhi Peak, after the female Patriarch Leng Qi read the secret letter with a lot of content, even though she pretended to be calm, in fact, she was already in a turmoil inside, her liver and gallbladder were splitting, and she did not dare to go to the Patriarch Hall for a while. check it out.

In Luzhou, Beiju, an old escort was walking in the yellow sand of the desert while guarding the goods. He picked up the water bag, drank some water, and smiled. Then I'll wait a little longer. I'll give you two or three hundred years of sword practice. Time is.

This young hidden official has a really good mind.

He sighed, he was also a rare good person.

There was no reason to think of that greedy kid who often stood far away in the small town.

When the vendor selling candied haws on the haws came out, the child no longer appeared in the man's sight.

What is human nature?

Every time I take a small bag of rice and go home alone, after saying thank you, I still have a quiet thank you in my heart.

It was the boy who, when he learned that his neighbor next door and his peers were about to leave home, even if the other person was still saying harsh and unpleasant words, he would still sincerely say simple words, be careful on the road.

It was my friend Liu Xianyang who was lying on the hospital bed with his life and death uncertain. He begged and begged the medicine shop manager Yang again and again, but to no avail. He still bowed before going out.

These are extremely beautiful things.

Zou Zi does not deny it, and even approves it.

True human nature is actually a situation that everyone will have, a tug-of-war between human divinity and human animality. For a long time, it is called spiritual practice, and this is true both on the mountain and on the mountain.

But there is no way. In his opinion, this world is vast and can accommodate many monks of the Fourteenth Realm, each showing their talents.

Only there is no room for an unprecedented fifteenth-level sword cultivator, and this matter has nothing to do with good or evil.

This matter is not caused by fate or destiny. It is some kind of accidental necessity that someone keeps asking for. At least for now, among several candidates, this young hermit official who has successfully returned to his hometown is becoming more and more popular. The closer we get to the biggest "one". In the future, we may temporarily slow down, or take a detour, or stop, but we will eventually go there.

So Zou Zi originally planned to have a sword fight with Chen Pingan today.

At the most arrogant moment of Zhengyang Mountain, it was as if Chen Pingan and Liu Xianyang had joined forces to knock it into dust from the top of Yizhou Mountain.

As long as Chen Ping'an realized it a little bit later, he would end up with the same fate.

But now that Chen Ping'an is aware of this, according to his usual style of planning before acting, he must have many plans, such as that "Tian Wan", Jiang Shangzhen, and maybe even Liu Jinglong who can twist a few Sanshan Talisman. Then through the natal flying sword and Chen Ping'an's caged bird, the Dali court stayed in Dadu and built an imitation white jade capital specifically for the monks on the top of the mountain...

The mantis stalks the cicada, with the oriole behind and the slingshot below.

Zhengyang Mountain, Chen Ping'an, sword repairman Liu Cai, Zou Zi.

Except for Zhengyang Mountain, all the people in the game are actually in a mysterious situation where they are bait for each other. It just depends on who has the farther calculation and the more complete plan.

Chen Ping'an was the biggest spectator at the Zhengyang Mountain celebration, and when he sat down in the First Line Peak Ancestral Hall, he would become the guest.

Liu Xianyang came to demolish the ancestral hall today, and Chen Ping'an was responsible for the "military liberation" of Zhengyang Mountain, from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside.

So Liu Xianyang just climbed up the mountain alone and asked the sword in a cool way, because there was Chen Ping'an who was responsible for asking the sword in Zhengyang Mountain.

In the Patriarch Hall of Xianxian Peak, there were still only two people sitting down. By coincidence, they happened to be the mountain master and the mountain master, the sect master and the sect master, Yu Pu Realm versus Yu Pu Realm.

The man in green shirt was drinking tea and said with a smile for no reason: "Bang, bang, bong."

The Bamboo Emperor frowned slightly, is this guy still pretending to be a ghost?

But it's okay. Mountain climber Liu Xianyang will soon be unable to catch the next sword.

Then we'll see if you, Chen Ping'an, have the leisure to drink tea.

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In a small state city on the edge of Zhengyang Mountain, relying on the magical skills of the Immortal Family, the local people, as well as the unconventional Genealogy Immortal Masters and Shanze Wild Cultivators, can all use the Zhengyang Mountain Alchemy here. One of Yunfeng's most precious treasures is to use the cloud mirror to watch the celebration from a distance.

There are three other places like the Yuanzhou Office, one in the southeast and one in the northwest, just surrounding Zhengyang Mountain.

Both the north and the south dispatched several elite border troops to coordinate with the Zhengyang Mountain monks to take charge of local security. But in the final analysis, it was just a show. Not only was the Zhengyang Mountain sword cultivator Ruyun and the sect's status at the top, but the more fundamental reason was that the monks from Aquarius Continent had long been accustomed to what the Great Li Iron Cavalry had set up back then. Under that strict law, no fish slipped through the net even if the prohibition was slightly violated. Master Genealogy not only suffered the consequences himself, but also brought disaster to the ancestral hall. Shanze Yexiu was hunted down, imprisoned, and even beheaded on the spot. Now even if some Dali regulations The ban has been gradually lifted, but due to inertia, it still seems to be extremely law-abiding.

Let me just say one thing: no matter which mountain the sword cultivator comes from, within the territory of a continent, for many years, almost no one can run rampant in the streets and use swords wantonly.

Sword cultivators are like this, let alone other cultivators.

It's just that today's celebration has been so dazzling before it even started. Not many people can see the reason and depth of it. Anyway, it's just wonderful to watch.

It's just that there are Zhengyang Mountain sword cultivators parading around the city, but no one dares to cheer. After all, the foreigner who asks for swordsman has won one game after another. Those immortal masters from Zhengyang Mountain have extremely ugly faces.

Dong Gu, Xu Xiaoqiao, and Xie Ling, the three direct descendants of the Longquan Sword Sect, were watching the flowers in the mirror in a restaurant.

Dong Gu looked solemn, "Master's intention is that no matter what Junior Brother Liu makes today, even if Wenjian loses, we will take Junior Brother Liu away in the end. Within Wenjian, as long as it is a fight between enemies, life or death, there is no need to worry about it. , Junior Brother Liu died on the mountain, and I didn’t care about him. But apart from Wenjian, we must not let the Zhengyang Mountain monks take advantage of their numbers to force Junior Brother Liu to stay."

To put it simply, Liu Xianyang asked about his sword. After the sword question was over, the Longquan Sword Sect would take Liu Xianyang away, and he would see the person in life or the corpse in death.

In short, there is no hope of keeping Liu Xianyang in Zhengyang Mountain.

Dong Gu handed Xu Xiaoqiao and Xie Ling respectively a sword talisman of unknown origin, which could shrink the mountains and rivers and reach the foot of the first-line peak in an instant.

Having said this, Dong Gu looked at his two junior sisters and junior brothers and said, "We can almost make it there."

Xu Xiaoqiao nodded silently.

Xie Ling smiled and said: "If they dare to keep Junior Brother Liu, they will have to ask me to challenge the sword."

As long as we get along for a long time, it seems that no one will dislike Liu Xianyang. This guy is indifferent to the world, doesn't care about fame, is good at making jokes, and smiles cheerfully to everyone he sees.

As proud and arrogant as Xie Ling, he also sincerely recognized that he and Liu Xianyang were brothers. Even deep down, Xie Ling felt that it would be fine for Liu Xianyang to serve as senior brother or take over the position of sect leader in the future. He was just a little lazy. He is far less diligent than his senior brother Dong Gu. As for Xie Ling himself, he can just practice Taoism with peace of mind.

There is a small county town in the north of Zhengyang Mountain. There is no Mirror Flower Water Moon set up by Zhengyang Mountain here.

However, a group of monks on the mountain deliberately stayed away from Zhengyang Mountain and were just drinking here. They just encountered a little excitement. A group of stupid young foreigners, who were not just cross river dragons, dared to compete with local snakes for territory. As a result, people were killed. After making dumplings, dozens of powerful people from the world surrounded the wine shop, and then a middle-aged scribe in white clothes walked out, holding a folding fan, ignoring the tense atmosphere between the two sides. After all, there was a huge disparity in strength, and a bunch of brats He had already felt guilty. The scribe in white smiled and used a folding fan to gently push away a foreigner's hatchet. He sat down alone. However, a silly young man who couldn't see the situation clearly held a hatchet to his neck. The scribe in white was still full of satisfaction. With a smile on his face, he asked the tall young man sitting across from the table if he knew who he was. The latter nodded, and the scribe in white raised the folding fan. Without turning his head, he knocked on the hatchet on his shoulder and spoke with the tall man. The young man smiled and asked, now that I know, what next?

After saying this, the scribe suddenly picked up the wine bowl and poured the drink on the other person's face.

Before the tall young man could swallow his anger and lower his head to admit his mistake, the young man holding a hatchet chopped off the drooping head of the white-clothed scribe with one blow.

The two sides facing each other looked at each other in confusion.

Among the Table Mountain monks sitting in the corner was a very beautiful woman. She probably didn't expect such a result, so she couldn't help laughing, but she immediately stopped her smile.

There are four people here.

From Zhenwu Mountain.

Ma Kuxuan, according to his seniority, he has to call Yu Shiwu, his uncle, Ma Kuxuan's founding disciple, a young man who is both a military monk and a pure martial artist, named Wangzu, and his maid Shudian.

Ma Kuxuan stepped on the bench, with a smile on his face, and used the immobilization technique on the group of local snakes. Then he laughed with the group of young people and said, "Why are you so stupid? Kill people." , why don’t you run away quickly?”

The teenagers fled suddenly.

Ma Kuxuan looked at the young man who was running away without forgetting to pick up the hatchet in his hand to wipe the blood on others, and laughed in his heart: "If your elder brother turns around and scolds you for causing trouble, and you are angry, then you still have the courage. When you come back here, I will accept you as my disciple, and then follow me up the mountain to become a god."

Ma Kuxuan looked in the direction of Zhengyang Mountain, picked up a saltwater peanut and threw it into his mouth, "The biggest problem is still the attitude of Cao Xunshou. The Minister of Rites is a grasshopper. He must still act based on his eyes. It would be fun if Cao Ping chose to go to Zhengyang Mountain. Wang Zu, you who will ask about boxing in the future, are now over there at Zhengyang Mountain. But you don’t necessarily need to ask about boxing."

Ma Kuxuan took a sip of wine and glanced at Yu Shiwu.

Yu Shiwu smiled and explained to the dull young man: "This time I climbed the mountain to ask for a sword, if nothing else happened, Chen Ping'an was destined not to take action at first. But Liu Xianyang relied on his realm and the weird magical power of his natal flying sword. It's no problem to reach the top of the sword. The worst thing is that you will be beaten by several Zhengyang Mountain Patriarch Sword Immortals there. But if you want to demolish the Patriarch Hall, you have to rely on Chen Ping'an who did not accompany Liu Xianyang to study swordsmanship. Because when it comes to true swordsmanship, you often don’t have to fight anyone, and tearing apart people’s hearts is actually the best swordsmanship.”

Ma Kuxuan chuckled and said: "The sword immortals of Zhengyang Mountain are scared to death."

Yu Shiwu's expression changed slightly, he sighed, spread his palms, kneaded with one hand, and finally put away his hands, holding a bowl in one hand, twisting a peanut with the other, chewing it gently, and said in his heart: "We can go. "

Ma Kuxuan's face was gloomy, "Yu Shiwu! What did you say before coming here that this is my only chance to pick up the slack! But you let me leave like this?"

Yu Shiwu nodded, "Yes, you can go."

Ma Kuxuan stared at the calm-looking guy. After a moment, he asked, "Is this really our only chance? Will we miss it this time?"

Yu Shiwu still nodded, "At least in my opinion, it seems like this."

Ma Kuxuan, a guy who was famous in several continents for his domineering and arrogant attitude, rarely showed a look of exhaustion.

He came down the mountain this time to exchange his life with Chen Ping'an. Because according to Yu Shiwu's previous statement, Chen Ping'an is very likely to lose his status as a sword cultivator. I never thought that when I was here, I would say I wanted to leave. It's just that Ma Kuxuan's eyes turned sharp soon, and he drank the wine in the bowl with a smile. Things happen for a reason, not necessarily for results. Well, there should be nothing fixed in the world. Ma Kuxuan was not a person who liked to get into trouble, so he became lazy and casual again, "When that hatchet boy comes back, I will finally have a direct disciple who is not such a waste."

A secluded hilltop deep in the mountains and old forests in the south of Zhengyang Mountain.

Two women stood on the top of the mountain.

One is Ning Yao who did not return to Luo Li Mountain seriously, and the other is Sheng Yue who quietly came from Luo Li Mountain.

Yesterday, in the bright moonlit night, the round-faced girl took a casual look and saw Ning Yao sitting alone on the top of the mountain. Qiangyue hesitated for a long time and decided to see her. The Taoist companions of friends of friends are my friends.

Ning Yao from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Sheng Yue has actually admired her very much for a long time.

It was just the moment she emerged from the moonlight that she regretted it.

Because when Ning Yao opened her eyes, the sword case behind her didn't even have the sword unsheathed. The vague sword intention alone made Qiang Yue feel like she would die if she showed up.

However, Ning Yao quickly restrained his sword energy, stood up with a smile and said, "Sorry, I forgot it was you."

Qiangyue showed up immediately, a little happy. Ning Yao said he had forgotten, which meant that Ning Yao had heard of him before.

But then the two of them sat there and had nothing to talk about, they were just in a daze.

One thought about Liu Xianyang's duck stew with dried bamboo shoots. It was so delicious, but he couldn't stop eating it. After all, the mountain-moving ancestor of Zhengyang Mountain, Liu Xianyang said, seemed to have broken through again. He was a person who should not be underestimated. Ascension realm.

Ning Yao actually didn't pay much attention to warming up his sword spirit, thinking about the previous conversation with that guy.

"Do you think Lu Zhi actually likes A-Liang?"

"Nothing."

She didn't believe it.

He explained: "If Lu Zhi liked A-Liang, A-Liang wouldn't say that to her and would just run away."

She nodded, it sounded like it was true.

She turned her head. It seems to be saying, you really understand.

At that time, the man was helpless and started to act stupid again.

At this moment, Qiangyue racked her brains and finally found a topic, and said softly: "Earlier at the riverside shop, Liu Xianyang practiced sword practice several times, and it was quite dangerous, and he needed my help to protect him. When he woke up, , Liu Xianyang’s face was covered with blood and he was seriously injured, so it was actually not easy for him to reach the Jade Pu Realm.”

Ning Yao said: "Because Liu Xianyang feels that he needs to take care of Chen Pingan."

Sheng Yue was doubtful, glanced at Ning Yao cautiously, and whispered: "Master Yin Guan, why do you need others to take care of you?"

Ning Yao smiled and said: "Actually, only Liu Xianyang in the world thinks so, and so does Chen Ping'an. Anyway, they both think this is a natural thing, and there is no need to explain it. You arrived in a small town very late, so you don't Know this."

He said, "You are Ning Yao, so whatever you say will be yours."

Ning Yao suddenly turned his head and joked: "Do I have to call you sister-in-law from now on?"

Qiangyue smiled awkwardly, held it in for a long time, and then asked: "Then I call you younger brother and sister?"

Ning Yao was speechless.

The round-faced girl suddenly felt that she was really smart.

Ning Yao stood up, turned his head and looked at the signs of Wenjian near Xixian Peak, and asked: "Xiangyue, aren't you worried about Liu Xianyang's safety?"

Qiangyue still sat, shook his head and said: "Don't worry, he said, if you can't beat him, he will run away. Whoever chases him will get the shit."

Ning Yao smiled and said, "You are still a little worried."

Qiangyue was stunned for a moment, then saw the woman who had ascended to the Ascension Realm, and tilted her head slightly towards the north.

Qiangyue understood immediately. It turned out that you were worried about that young hidden official who was evil-minded and ruthless.

So they headed north together, and Ning Yao said they only needed to stay at Bailudu.

Qiangyue nodded vigorously and said considerately: "Men are all about face, and they don't want women to get involved in this."

Ning Yao said for no reason: "Some people are shameless."

Qiangyue whispered: "You can just scold Chen Ping'an. Why are you scolding Liu Xianyang?"

Ning Yao said angrily: "I didn't scold Liu Xianyang."

Qiangyue laughed a few times. He turned around and glanced at Ning Yao secretly. The woman next to him now looked very girly.

A ferry in Back Mountain that was close to Zushan but did not dock did not receive Feijian's message from Jianding.

But Cao Jun opened a secret letter as promised. The content of the letter made Cao Jun laugh, it was very good.

"Senior brother asked me to pass on a message. If you want to go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, go. Before getting off the boat, just throw a few swords at Qiongzhi Peak. It means something."

Cao Jun felt that he had to repay the courtesy, so he left the ferry alone. He was a hunting envoy because he was junior in seniority and did not need to say hello. He just said to Liu Xunmei that he would see you again in the future, either in the rivers and lakes at the foot of the mountain or beyond the Great Wall of Jianqi. The battlefield of the South.

After Cao Jun left the ferry, he went to Qiongzhi Peak and registered his number, "Uncle, my surname is Cao Mingjun, my ancestral home is Niping Lane, Huaihuang County, and I am from the same hometown as Liu Xianyang!"

Then he faced Qiongzhi Peak with three swords in succession.

Another Nascent Soul Sword Immortal?

After finishing the sword quest and calling it a day, Cao Jun took a long journey with his sword and directly traveled across the sea to the ruins of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

On the Qiongzhi Peak where it was raining all night, all the guests watching the ceremony cursed at the guy who called himself Cao Jun. The female nuns on the mountain were even more frightened.

But the person who was most worried was Leng Qi, because the secret letter received by the Qiongzhi Peak female sword fairy contained a lot of content.

Who and what in Qiongzhi Peak did something in such-and-such a place and in such-and-such a year? Everything was meticulous and precise.

In addition, there is another sentence in the letter: If I were Jiang Shangzhen from Luzhou, Beiju, I could help you Qiong Zhifeng write seven or eight erotic novels.

The last few sentences in the secret letter are particularly dazzling. It's not that you looked down on Yunlou Ni Yuerong, you just envied her youthful appearance. When you were young, you were able to climb onto Xia Yuancui's bed at Full Moon Peak. Now that you are at a higher level, you can't climb up. Isn't it frustrating? Within three hundred years, 16 of the female cultivators from Qiongzhi Peak were given away by you to the immortal masters on the mountain and the dignitaries at the foot of the mountain. Is Qiongzhi Peak a brothel? Are you, Leng Qi, a madam? Then why don't you get some money anyway?

When a Zhongyue Tiger ferry passed the Full Moon Peak, Yuan Bai and Jin Qing were standing on the bow. Yuan Bai saw the fate of the ghost woman. He sighed and said, "For the tiger's sake, , that’s why he didn’t let me pick up the sword.”

Jin Qing sneered and said: "It's a pity that I don't have face when I go out this time, so I can't give it to anyone."

Not only did Jin Qing leave with Yuan Bai, but he also secretly sent a message to several great Li vassal vassals in central China or the monarchs of the vassal vassals of the old Zhuying Dynasty, reminding them to be careful of being harmed by Chi Yu and to run away if they really wanted to watch the show.

Yuan Bai said loudly: "From now on, Yuan Bai of Xuefeng will no longer be a swordsman in Zhengyang Mountain!"

The Prince Gao Xuan of the Sui Dynasty did not receive the secret message from Jianding, and he did not know in advance that there would be a question of swordsmanship. However, like the tiger Jin Qing, he took a ferry and left Pianqingfeng.

Moreover, the deputy headmaster of Linlu Academy suddenly appeared, smiled and said he was on his way, and offered him a lift.

The three direct descendants of Liu Zhimao, including Tian Hujun, also left the hilltop at the same time, but their departure was less blatant.

Nanyue Crown Prince Caizhi Mountain received a letter from the mountain god of Zhizhi Mountain, saying that he would help deliver this thing to Fan Shanjun after he came down from the mountain.

It is a jade plaque with the four characters "Jun Qingyu Xiang" engraved on it.

At the end of the letter, I asked this mountain god who is high on the mountain of the crown prince not to rush to agree to this matter, but why he came, he might as well think about this issue first.

Liu Laocheng smiled and asked, "How are you, old gang leader? Is it hot or not?"

Gao Mian laughed heartily, stood up and said, "Then run away, we brothers will continue to watch the fun."

Wei Liang stood up and left in the wind. Anyway, I am not famous, so this time I came here to eat and drink with the Yunlin Jiang family. Now that I have roughly seen the means, I can go down the mountain. Anyway, in this viewing ceremony, I am not too much if I am more, and I am not more if I am less than me.

As for Li Furui, she was one of the five named guest ministers who joined the Immortal Family of Zongzitou in Luopo Mountain last time. The other four were the blushing ladies of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect of Nan Po Suo Continent. Huan Yun, a monk from Luzhou in the north. Xie Songhua, the female sword fairy from Aaizhou. The Yuanying sword repairman in the Golden Crow Palace of Luzhou in the north has a clear willow quality. What's more, besides this, there were two unnamed guests, which moved Li Furui and pointed to Yuan Ling Palace at Xuanfeng! The Great Sword Immortal of Fengxue Temple in Wei and Jin Dynasties!

Therefore, Li Furui also did not get the message from Feijian, so he turned into a rainbow and left without covering up his traveling figure.

Qizhen, the emperor of Shengaozong, and his direct descendants laughed and asked, "How do you say this?" Gao Jianfu looked relieved and said with a smile, he went back to the mountain to practice. The disciple is really too lazy to take another look at Yin Guan's strategizing, which is really sad.

Qi Zhen smiled and nodded, this is also considered practice.

When a man and a woman are in love, the anger in their hearts will burn all the good memories to ashes, but after that, all the flames of jealousy will rekindle.

If you can see everything away, that is the first step to truly untie the knot of love.

Gao Jianfu finally asked: "Master, are you leaving quietly, or are you?"

Qi Zhen smiled and said, "I'll go back and have a few drinks with some old friends in Zhenwu Mountain and Fengxue Temple."

After all, Qi Zhen hopes that his Shen Gao Sect can deal with sects such as Longquan Sword Sect and Luo Po Mountain in the future.

The mountains and rivers of the huge Tongye Continent were destroyed in an instant, but the Aquarius Continent blocked the advancement of the wild world. This made Qi Zhen really understand a truth, which is actually just two words: the human heart.

At Xu's side in Qingfeng City, Xu Hun read a secret letter, and then the monk in the upper fifth realm clenched the letter tightly and crushed it in an instant. His face was livid, and he stared at his wife. Don't use your brain, waiting to get rusty!

Liu Xianyang said, back then, he was willing to take the initiative to sell an ancestral warts armor, not to anyone. Although it was still a forced purchase and sale, it didn't matter. After all, you took the initiative to return a fox country. This debt should be paid in full. . Remember to say thank you to Mrs. Xu for me. Her senior brother, Chai Bofu, had been the matchmaker and worked hard to help get the deal done, which gave her a promising future. It is difficult to guard against domestic thieves, so you must be careful.

At the end of the letter, the young mountain master of Luolu Mountain bluntly told Xu Hun that it would be best if he was willing to stay and help his in-laws in Zhengyang Mountain. Liu Xianyang and he were waiting for the Xu family of Qingfeng City at the Ancestral Hall.

On the ferry boat where the hunting envoy Cao Ping was, after Cao Jun left, there was still a swordsman who came here by himself and stayed on the boat.

Fengxue Temple Wei and Jin, Cao Ping, Guan Yiran and Liu Xunmei were in the same room at the moment.

Before Wei Jin came to sit down in the house, Guan Yiran and Liu Xunmei deliberately left the Minister of Rites behind and discussed a deal with the hunting envoy alone. In other words, Guan Yiran handed over a letter that he had prepared long ago. A letter, a real secret letter.

Cao Ping did not agree or refuse, but asked Liu Xunmei to invite Wei Jin over and asked a question, "Is that young mountain master trustworthy?"

Wei Jin nodded and said, "You can be trusted once you get off the wine table."

Cao Ping smiled and said, "I understand. Xunmei, go and inform the Vice Minister that I have something to leave beforehand, and let him stay and continue to watch the ceremony."

Between the peaks of Zhengyang Mountain, monks are constantly leaving in the wind, and ferries are constantly leaving.

In the First Line Peak Patriarch Hall, Chen Ping'an was still drinking tea. After learning a piece of news, the sect leader Bamboo Emperor also started drinking tea, because no matter what accidents outside the mountain, it seemed that together they were not as important as this news to the Bamboo Emperor. Accident.

So the Bamboo Emperor seriously began to consider the other party's statement. Zhengyang Mountain took the initiative to remove Yuan Zhenye's name from the genealogy, and then asked this person to kill the former mountain protector for worship.

Is this really necessary? Is there no room for maneuver at all? Or do you just want to kill someone and just take the wrong approach, regardless of killing this insidious and disgusting young man?

Chen Ping'an suddenly put down his tea cup, stood up and walked towards the gate, smiling: "I have to go greet the ancestor who moved the mountains."