Sword of Coming

A Taoist statue, five thousand feet tall, punched the Immortal Hairpin City heavily.

Not only was it unable to penetrate the Immortal Hairpin City with one punch, it was not even able to truly touch the city itself. It only shattered countless golden lights. However, with this punch, the Gang Qi was stirred up, causing the two vassal areas of the Immortal Hairpin City where the punch fell to fall. In the city, the weather was chaotic, with sudden heavy wind and rain in one place, and vague signs of heavy snow in another place.

In the two cities, the demon clan's earthly immortal monks were swaying and trembling. The qi practitioners who had not yet formed the golden elixir were no longer breathing and refining, so they were in a better situation. They quickly sacrificed their life objects to help stabilize their Taoist hearts. To resist the awe-inspiring force that seemed like "an imminent disaster", those who were practicing felt like they had been hit hard in the mind. They were suffocating and vomited a large mouthful of blood. Many of the lower five monks even fainted on the spot.

"Is he really the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall?!"

As soon as I heard that it might be the hidden official who was visiting the Immortal Hairpin City, many female officials of the Immortal Hairpin City flew out together like birds and swallows from branches. They were looking up or down at the Dharma statue in those places where they had a wide field of vision. They were full of energy and looked at each other, and they were lucky enough to see a living hidden official with their own eyes. Some of the people who tried to dissuade them from returning to the place of monasticism with good intentions were ignored by them.

Lu Chen stood on tiptoes in the Lotus Dojo, stretched his neck, and said in surprise: "This city is very tough."

Immortal Hairpin City is like a qigong practitioner who has an armor pill forged by a military strategist and hangs it behind his back. Unless the armor can be shattered with one punch, it will always remain intact. In short, the turtle shell is very good.

Speaking more broadly, the Great Wall of Sword Qi and the night ship are actually formations based on the same principle, and the method of operating the avenue was originally derived from the ruins of Heavenly Court.

In the past, the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain took advantage of Chen Qingdu to use his sword to open the way for Ascension City and raise the city to the rest of the world. Then he found the right opportunity and split the Sword Qi Great Wall into two, breaking the one.

Lu Chen smiled when he saw the female officials who were still unaware of the impending disaster, and looked forward to Chen Ping'an's visit to Bai Yujing in the future.

When A Liang visited Bai Yujing, he was too sentimental.

The female officials in Immortal Hairpin City in front of them are acting on their own initiative.

The fairy sisters on the 12th floor of Wucheng, even if they originally had some admiration for A Liang, after seeing the man spitting and wiping his hair, those admirations were probably shattered on the ground, drifted away in the wind, and were never mentioned again.

In fact, Bai Yujing did have a few sisters who were familiar with the Third Master. She was a little sentimental and said that it was better to hear them than to meet them. You must know that before that, Aliang, who exchanged two punches with the second master, was the most mentioned outsider in Bai Yujing's century.

This is not the case with young hermit officials. After meeting, they will only make people feel that their reputation is well-deserved.

Lu Chen said: "Chen Ping'an, from now on when you travel around the world of Qing Ming, you, Senior Brother Yu, and the man from Ziqi Tower will do whatever you want. Anyway, I am neither a helper nor a relative. I will just stand by and wait for your grievances. After the two Qing Dynasties, we will go visit Baiyujing, such as Green City and Shenxiao City. I must lead the way. It’s settled, we’ve made an appointment.”

Chen Ping ignored the situation and just delivered another punch with his left hand, which was a cavalry formation.

Lu Chen shut up immediately, feeling very guilty.

Immortal Hairpin City is like a graceful goddess standing between heaven and earth, wearing a robe that covers the sky and the sun, but has a huge dent.

The fist hovered, only a few dozen feet away from the mountain city.

From the Immortal Family Mansion "halfway up the mountain" in Immortal Hairpin City, a young-looking demon monk served as the deputy city lord. He stood up from the bed among a pile of powder and white greasy. He showed no mercy and pushed and kicked those beautiful people with his hands and feet. A female nun, a charming woman near the bed, rolled to the ground, trembling, her eyes were filled with resentment, she stretched out her hand from the ground to fetch a dress to cover up the spring sunshine, she stood up with her clothes on, hesitated for a moment, and did not choose to The real body showed up, and a thousand-foot-tall immortal statue floated out of the house. He said angrily: "Where did this lunatic come from? Why do you want to be an enemy of our Immortal Hairpin City? You have had enough life and are in a hurry to reincarnate?!"

The Taoist Faxiang punched again.

Just reply.

The big demon who showed the appearance of Qianzhang was choked for words.

Fortunately, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in Immortal Hairpin City gathered together on its own and was able to withstand the straight punch of the Lotus Crown Taoist.

The aura of this fist is even more powerful. For the monks of Xianhao City, the vision they can see is that the city is surging with wind and clouds. Countless auras quickly gather into a sea of ​​clouds. The white clouds are like an upright dressing mirror. , blocking the punch, and then a punch disrupted Yunhai. The fist suddenly became as big as a mountain, as if it was about to hit the monk's eyes in the next moment.

The majestic young hidden official crushed the white clouds with one punch.

At this moment and in this scene, this person only taught the female officials of the Fairy Hairpin City to turn their thoughts into emotions.

In the wild world, there is only one universal truth: the strong are respected.

At the highest point of Immortal Hairpin City, there is a forbidden alchemy room. An old monk with immortal style was originally holding a cattail leaf fan and staring at the fire of the alchemy furnace. After the uninvited guest punched him three times, he had to walk out of the room and stand on the railing. Looking down at the lotus crown, he smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, can you stop talking? If there is any misunderstanding, just let's talk it over."

In sight, that man was half a city high.

Shake the city with fists.

Although the Ascension Realm City Lord looked calm, he was actually very worried. Good people never come and bad people come. He didn't know how he got into trouble with such an uninvited guest.

It stands to reason that Fairy Hairpin City seems to have never had any sworn enemies in the wild world. Moreover, Fairy Hairpin City and Tuoyue Mountain have always had a good relationship, especially in the previous massive invasion of Haoran World. Nearly half of the sixty military accounts in the Wilderness The great demons have all done business with Fairy Hairpin City. Not long ago, he specially sent Fei Jian Chuan to Trusty Moon Mountain, and sent an invitation letter to Fei Ran, the sword cultivator who suddenly became the co-master of the world, hoping that Fei Ran could come to Xian Hairao City. It would be best if Fei Ran could spare no effort in writing. The four characters in the book add a brand new plaque to your family, which will shine through the ages.

Moreover, Feiran even wrote a letter in person, agreeing to the matter and saying that he would be a guest in Fairy Hairpin City in the near future.

Unexpectedly, before Feiran came, an amazing Taoist priest came first.

The last disaster was an unforeseen disaster. The ancestor of Banshan, whose real name was Zhu Yan, on his way to congratulate the concubine of Yiluohe, once passed by this place carrying a long stick and wielding a sword. He felt that this city was too high. , it was too much of an eyesore, so Zhu Yan showed his true form, exerted all his strength, and struck a dozen sap blows on a fairy hairpin city.

It just failed to completely break the ban. Although Xianhao City was indeed in danger and crumbling at the time, it never broke into the city with a single blow. However, some gossip later spread only on the top of the wild mountain. It was the previous lord of Xianhao City who had secretly lost money. Disaster is eliminated. After that catastrophe, Immortal Hairpin City went through thousands of years of painstaking efforts to continuously build and repair landscape formations, and it is now different from what it used to be.

Chen Pingan shook his wrist and practiced with three punches first.

The big sleeves were fluttering. The sea of ​​clouds of different heights that were originally floating around the Immortal Hairpin City were actually swept away by the sleeves of the green gauze Taoist robe with a flick of the wrist. The sleeves of the robe swayed casually for a few times, sweeping away all the sea of ​​clouds. And the sky becomes cloudless.

As the city lord, Lao Feisheng still had a pleasant look on his face and said from the bottom of his heart: "My Taoist friend is visiting the Immortal Hairpin City this time. Whatever you ask for and what you want are all negotiable. As long as we can get it, we will give it to the Taoist for nothing." Friends, just think of making friends and forming a passionate relationship with fellow Taoists."

Of course, he would not mistake the Taoist in front of him, who was very likely to be in the Fourteenth Realm of Taoism, for Chen Pingan.

The Taoist friend who concealed his identity in front of him must have used a trick to hide his identity. What kind of Taoist attire, what kind of hidden official face on the Sword Qi Great Wall? How many years has it been since Chen Pingan returned to Haoran?

To put it ten thousand steps back, even if there is such a good thing as a realm falling from the sky, if it falls, it will fall into the three realms. Who can accept this gift from the Great Dao to anyone who is in the Jade Pure Realm on earth? Li Zhen of Tuoyue Mountain couldn't catch it back then, even if the Tao Ancestor closed his disciples now, Shan Qing can't catch it either.

Therefore, as long as the other party is willing to conceal his identity, it is probably not an irresolvable feud, and there is still room for maneuver.

Chen Pingan glanced far north, then withdrew his gaze, and asked Lu Chen in his heart: "The Dharma can only be so high? Is Master Lu hiding something secret?"

It is said that on the top floor of Immortal Hairpin City, if a monk leans on the railing and looks straight into the distance, as long as his eyesight is sufficient, he is bound to not be able to see the top of Tuoyue Mountain or the top of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

Therefore, there is a proud saying circulating in Xianhao City: Haoran's poems say that he dare not speak loudly for fear of frightening the heavens. But in our place, we have to put it another way. It is because people did not dare to whisper on that day for fear of being overheard by the monks in our city.

Lu Chen said with a smile: "As a big man, after all, he has some personal money."

The current Taoist dharma image, the foundation of the great road, is the five thousand words passed down by the Taoist ancestors, so it is five thousand feet high, not one foot higher and not one foot lower.

So Lu Chen, as the third master of Bai Yujing, has been a disciple of the Taoist ancestor for thousands of years, so of course he will have his own Taoism. If Lu Chen hadn't been good at making opinions and insisted on recruiting disciples on his behalf, then Lu Chen, the third disciple, would have naturally become a veritable closed disciple of Tao Ancestor in a few more years. But for some reason, it seemed that Lu Chen deliberately avoided this matter and gave up the title himself.

Lu Chenxiao asked: "If you want to go higher, it's actually very simple. Have you not turned a page of my three works until now? It's okay, I just took this opportunity to browse..."

If Chen Pingan has not read the "Nanhua Sutra" for the time being, it could not be easier. Now Chen Pingan, as long as he is willing to study Taoism and open the book, it will be like a divine help. If he has a clear understanding of the mind, he will understand its true meaning after reading it once. Everything fell into place, because Chen Pingan, now in the mysterious and mysterious position of "a sergeant hearing the Tao", is a veritable "proud man".

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Compared to Taozu's five thousand articles, your three articles are more than 80,000 words. Isn't the number of words a bit too much? The great knowledge is idle and the small knowledge is free, and the big talk is arrogant and the small talk is Zhanzhan, but you said it yourself of."

It is obvious that Chen Pingan has read the "South China Sutra". In Bai Yujing's Nanhua City, Taoist officials were formally included in the Taoist Genealogy Ceremony. The least cumbersome thing was that Lu Chen casually threw out a copy of the Nanhua Sutra that was engraved by later generations.

Lu Chen said seriously: "It's far from enough to compare with one, and it's more than enough to compare with nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine. Don't be greedy for more."

On the bank of Chen Ping'an's heart lake, outside the library, three ancient Taoist scriptures of different thicknesses appeared, hanging side by side in the air. It was like a gust of wind turning the pages of the Taoist scriptures.

Lu Chen suddenly punched his palm and said sadly: "Chen Ping'an, after all, it is a great scripture recognized by the Taoist sect, why is it not qualified to be placed in the library?"

After Chen Ping'an "read the book", the Dharma image, which was originally half a city high, received the entire Taoist meaning of the Nanhua Sutra and became three thousand feet taller out of thin air.

We should use the style of gods and men to beat drums and deliver fists to this high city.

Chen Ping'an reminded: "Master Lu, don't be idle, continue to draw the three flying talismans to the moon. If it delays the official business, I will be able to talk to you, but it may not be easy to talk to Old Sword Immortal Qi and Mr. Lu."

The criminal officer Hao Su is the first to fly into the bright moon. At that time, Hao Su will use the natal magical power of a flying sword to lead the other three sword cultivators to ascend to the sky together.

Lu Chen said bitterly: "You can't just catch an honest man and bully him to death."

I borrowed the leader's token and the Fourteenth Realm Taoism to Chen Ping'an, borrowed the sword box to the Longxiang Sword Sect, drew the Three Mountains Talisman regardless of the cost, bought and sold the Sword Cleansing Talisman with Qi Tingji, and also gave the Moon Flying Talisman as a gift... This trip , in the end it was him, an outsider who was not a sword cultivator, who was the busiest?

Chen Ping'an threw the first punch towards Xian Hairpin City.

Immortal Hairpin City swayed, the earth shook in a radius of thousands of miles, countless ravines were torn out on the ground, mountains trembled, rivers changed their courses, and strange phenomena occurred.

The 8,000-foot-tall Taoist Faxiang moved sideways and hit the high city with his second fist. There were many fairy mansions in the city that were originally ethereal. There were towering ancient trees with branches and leaves falling down. A line in the city came from a high place. The snow-white waterfall cascading down seemed to freeze instantly, like an ice pick hanging under the eaves. Then when the third punch landed on the Immortal Hairpin City, the waterfall exploded again, sending heavy snow flying.

Lu Chen turned his head and squinted his eyes, a little unable to bear to look directly.

According to the archives of the summer palace, the foundation of this fairy hairpin city was refined from the hairpin of the first Taoist monk in the world.

It was just one of the pioneers of that ancient battle. Unfortunately, he died on the way to heaven. The Taoism collapsed and disappeared between heaven and earth. Only a white jade hairpin stuck in the bun of his hair was preserved intact and was left in the world. On the earth, it disappeared without a trace, and was eventually picked up by a female cultivator with deep blessings in the wild world in later generations. It was considered that she had obtained this great inheritance, and she was the founder of Immortal Hairpin City. After the female cultivators reached the upper fifth realm, they began to build the Immortal Hairpin City. At the same time, they established sects and spread their branches. Finally, in the hands of four great monks who served as city lords, they worked hard to govern and make money in the right way. The Immortal Hairpin City was built higher and higher.

The current city lord of Immortal Hairpin City is a great monk in the Ascension Realm, with the Taoist name Xuan Pu. He is proficient in blacksmithing, formations and alchemy, and has friends all over the world.

He also has a deputy city lord with Immortal Realm cultivation, Taoist name Yinlu, who is the direct disciple of the current city lord. He specializes in Fangzhongshu. He once bought a female cultivator from the Yulong Sect with the Wilderness Army in advance. Unfortunately, he was killed by the throne. The big demon Qie Yun got there first and stripped off all the beauty's skin. Otherwise, there would probably be hundreds more female cultivators from the Yulong Sect in Immortal Hairpin City now.

If a registered disciple of Xianhao City has practiced Taoism for hundreds of years and still fails to become an earthly immortal, he will be expelled from the country and removed from the landscape genealogy of the Ancestral Hall of Xianhao City. Where to go from here on, whether he is dead or alive, each will depend on his ability. Earth Immortal disciples, if within five hundred, the monks fail to reach the upper five realms, Immortal Hairpin City will not chase people away. According to the ancestral rules, they will not raise waste and waste their spiritual energy. Once the time limit is up, they will be killed directly on the spot. , landscape luck, demon elixir, skin bag, all returned to Immortal Hairpin City.

Therefore, the number of direct disciples in Immortal Hairpin City has always been small, but the incense in the Ancestral Master Hall is not unstable, because there are as many Jade Pu Realm and Earth Immortal monks in the wild world as worshipers and guests across the river. As long as you have enough money, you can always stay in the city to practice Taoism. Immortal Hairpin City is like a cave made day after tomorrow, full of spiritual energy, thick like water, and extremely suitable for practice.

In addition, the female officials carefully cultivated in the Fairy Hairpin City were used to marry into the dynasty at the foot of the mountain and the sects on the mountain. With their water-like hairpins and peach-blossom makeup, and colorful robes and water-moon shoes, they became famous beauties in the wild world, with all kinds of charms.

Of course Lu Chen knew why Chen Ping'an made a special trip to Fairy Hairpin City.

If it was just that Immortal Hairpin City had been bragging about being the tallest city in the world, or what kind of marriage relationship it had with the official alley of the new throne demon, Chen Ping'an's character would definitely not be like that with Immortal Hairpin City. Competition.

Because the weapons forged in Immortal Hairpin City, the robes refined in Jincui City, and the Immortal Family’s wine from Jiuquan Sect are all among the top ten in the wilderness.

The Great Wall of Sword Qi was breached by the barbarians, and the Immortal Hairpin City, where none of the genealogy monks left, was hailed as being able to occupy a successful position.

Immortal Hairpin City keeps spending money to raise the city, of course because it can make more money. Any direct monk of Immortal Hairpin City, before being expelled from the city or killed in the city, is a well-deserved master of forging, proficient in weapon casting and magic weapon refining, because there is a superior blessed land in the city, which is an ancient star that shattered and fell to the ground. , making Fairy Hairpin City a natural arsenal rich in resources, which can continuously forge weapons and equipment on the mountain. Every thirty years, all the major dynasties in the wild world will send envoys here to purchase weapons, and the one with the highest price will get it. . The Immortal Hairpin City monks will send another large amount of immortal money into their accounts. Previously, they launched a large-scale attack on the Great Wall of Sword Qi and Haoran Tianxia. Countless weapons and equipment.

Yinlu, the Great Demon from the Immortal Realm, came to the top floor and stood with the City Lord Master, saying in his heart: "It doesn't look like a talkative person."

Xuanpu's face was gloomy, he nodded and said: "It is destined to be unkind."

Yinlu asked: "Master, how many punches can you still withstand that lunatic?"

After the Immortal Hairpin City activates its grand formation, every time it takes a punch from the opponent, a large amount of Immortal Money will be spent. My family in Immortal Hairpin City is rich, but if the immortal money is piled up like a mountain, no matter how deep the foundation is, it will eventually be punched down by someone. The loss of that amount of immortal money will be painful. If the immortal money is converted into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth , was imprisoned in the city, and the wealth did not flow to outsiders. However, the total loss of the thirty-six central immortal weapons, semi-immortal weapons and mountain-holding treasures in the Immortal Hairpin City was an astronomical repair cost.

The old Ascension Realm monk stroked his beard and said in his heart: "What kind of boxing is it? It is clearly a Taoist method. Even if the martial artist of Zhijing has reached the first level of God, no matter how hard his fist is, it can still be stronger than the all-out effort of the ancestor who moved mountains. Sticks? After all, if you want to break through the formation, you can only use a Taoist technique and a flying sword. At present, it seems that the problem is not big. Back then, Zhu Yan had twelve sticks to smash the city, and the ten sticks behind him were still It requires a stick to hit the same place, and this guy in front of me is probably beyond his capabilities. He came here to make trouble just to make a name for himself in the world, and he didn't expect to break the city at all."

Xuan Pu's face turned slightly pale, and he actually changed his mind, "Swift Fei Sword passed down to Trust Yueshan and Yiluohe, and told them that there is a powerful enemy coming to invade Xianhan City, and the strength is equivalent to a throne."

It turns out that the unyielding Taoist Dharma Prime was punching extremely arrogantly and unreasonably. It was as if the Taoist Dharma could be continuously superimposed, and one punch was actually heavier than the other!

The old Feishengjing thought for a moment and added: "The old throne."

The two alchemy boys on the top floor turned into two messenger flying swords and left Immortal Hairpin City in an instant, thousands of miles away, faster than the flying sword of a great sword immortal.

Because they are true spirits refined from flying swords, and they also use a superior talisman method. It is a large talisman that has a deep connection with the Baiyu Jing Lingbao City. There are two lines of spiritual talismans secretly written, "Meteor chasing the moon" Tour Liuhe.

As for how Fairy Hairpin City learned this great talisman from Bai Yujing, of course it was bought with money.

Xuanpu said: "Yinlu, you should immediately take charge of the abbot's attack formations. In addition to delaying the attack as much as possible, it is best to interrupt the opponent's continuous punches."

When Immortal Yinlu Yufeng was leaving, he heard the always gentle and elegant master curse in an angry tone for the first time, "A monk on the top of a mountain insists on imitating a reckless man's fist, what a fool, he is so thick-skinned! "

Xuanpu's face became increasingly ugly and uncertain. It turned out that the flying swords transformed by the two alchemy boys shattered without warning thousands of miles away. The two broken talismans fell to the ground like The two little Taoist boys from Bai Yujing suddenly had no choice but to obey the order obediently as if they had received an order from their ancestor. They flew all the way back to the Fairy Hairpin City and bumped into one of the Taoist Dharma Prime's sleeves.

Immortal Yinlu, who serves as the deputy city lord, can't care about these trivial matters. He said with a evil smile: "Open the door to welcome guests!"

Thousands of long swords formed a formation, and from a mansion filled with sword energy in Xianhan City, they crashed into the head of the Taoist Dharma Prime Minister.

In addition, there is a long river of talismans, clustered at the foot of the mountain, rising into the sky, like the longest immortal rope in the world, trying to wrap around one of the Taoist's arms.

Yinlu snorted coldly, and spread the word from his heart to all the immortal mansions in the city, informing the hermits from all walks of life who came here to practice Taoism, not to watch the fun, "Everyone, please stop sitting idly by, Immortal Hairpin City is really going to be destroyed by this guy." If the evil beast breaks the restriction, I believe no one will get even the slightest benefit from it."

But with the sword array and the talismans, coupled with the actions of many Qi practitioners in Xianhan City, whether it was magical powers or attacking important treasures, all failed without exception.

It seems that the Taoist Dharma does not exist in this world at all.

But the Taoist can keep punching and land firmly on the Immortal Hairpin City.

The long river of sword formation swept past the Taoist Faxiang's head. The long rope of the talisman seemed to be just a loose knot tied in the void.

Immortal Hairpin City can only retreat to the next best thing and focus on setting up defense formations, large and small mansions, as well as the memorial archways, plaques, and couplets on the main road. The precious light flows everywhere, shining brightly, and illuminating the land thousands of miles away. .

Especially those who signed the book list are full of beautiful words with Taoist meaning, and their merits will last forever. The world is a majestic gate. indestructible. As high as the sky. Feng shui is the most prosperous. unique……

They can all contribute to the already strong Immortal Hairpin City, but the price is that the true meaning of Taoism contained in these list books gradually dissipates, as if to join the Tao of a city.

The great monks in the city also offered up several talismans, palm-sized talisman papers, which were as big as mountains in an instant, or the talismans' spiritual light and meaning poured out like rivers, and they were spread all over the city together, like pieces of talismans for the Immortal Hairpin City. robe.

It is clearly daytime, but there are bright moonlight shining on the white jade railings and carved jade railings. The moonlight is like water, and the pine shadows are all over the steps, like a dream.

Near the waterfall in the city, there is a wooden bridge across the mountain. There is a man supporting a deer, followed by a pair of bookboys and maids carrying a suitcase.

The old monk who stopped in the bridge waved his sleeves to disperse the chaotic snow-like spray of the waterfall. The old man had an elegant appearance. Looking at the huge statue that kept punching, he sighed, "It's miserable, I'm just a human being." I was traveling and passing by, came to visit the Immortal Hairpin City, and spent money to buy a few scrolls, but why did I end up in such a misfortune that had never happened in a thousand years? The old man took out an antique picture of a sleeping ape on the mountain from his sleeve, and the scroll was thrown out Behind the bridge, a thousand-foot-tall old ape appeared from the painting. He stepped on the void, jumped up high, and faced the punch of the Dharma. As a result, the old ape with a golden line on his back was blocked by the Taoist. One punch instantly turned him into powder.

At the top of the waterfall, there is a towering archway with the word "Dragon Gate" on the list. There are two worldly masters sitting across the water playing chess. One of them is painting.

First, I drew a few birds. They were charming, cute, and lifelike, fluttering their wings and flying high. The mist rose above the painting, and the aura of the landscape followed the birds, floating in all directions, stabilizing the formation of the Immortal Hairpin City.

Describe the landscape to flatter the Tao. The sound of flying birds is misty, and thousands of mountains and rivers share the wind and smoke.

This old monk who served as a guest guest, whose Taoist name was Thin Plum, boasted that he had nothing good in his life except painting plum blossoms.

Another person threw the talisman into the water, and then a giant pond turtle slowly emerged from the water. It used its own body weight and its natal magical power to help the Immortal Hairpin City stabilize its mountain roots and water transport respectively.

All the strange sights and phenomena in the city were shaking after the punch outside the city.

Even though the aura of the Immortal Hairpin City is getting more and more abundant, and there are large formations created by different monks, which have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and layers of Taoism are blessing the Immortal Hairpin City, they still cannot stop the impact of that punch that is heavier than the previous one. There was violent agitation, and the amplitude of the vibrations in Gaocheng became more and more exaggerated. Some of the demon monks who were not at a high level turned pale and frightened. They could only tremble to remove the immortal money on their bodies. As long as it was not Guyu money, even Xiaoshu money was included. Crush it to pieces and use your meager strength, just to get a little more spiritual energy out of the Immortal Hairpin City.

The old man with the Taoist name Shou Mei sighed: "I have never heard of such a high Dharma image, not to mention seeing it."

The monk who threw the talisman made the monk nodded, "It's not just as simple as being tall. This Taoist has a pure golden body and impeccable morals. If you look closely, he looks like a seamless Buddhist pagoda."

If the wild monks restore the true form of the demon race, it will largely be a different kind of "manifestation of the great road", similar to a kind of migration of the great road. This move has both advantages and disadvantages. After all, hard work is to refine the body, so in general Now, even if they encounter a life-and-death battle, unless they have no choice but to fight to the death, the demon monks will still not easily recover their true bodies, because they will lose their Taoism and invisibly weaken their own Taoism.

Compared with the real body of the demon clan, the monks have relatively few restrictions on how to sacrifice the dharma. However, the dharma is different between empty and dense, just like a piece of tofu and a stone. Of course, it is different. Some earthly immortal monks specialize in I worked hard on the matter of the Dharma Appearance and made it mystifying to frighten and scare off hostile monks who did not know the truth.

The nameless Taoist who descended from the sky before him visited the Immortal Hairpin City inexplicably, and then started destroying the city without saying a word. His appearance was really shocking to the world.

Only the master of Lotus Temple, who occupies a bright moon in the wilderness, and the old master of Yiluohe, who occupies a lot of water transportation, can barely achieve this step. It's just that the former has died, and the latter is said to have been intercepted near Guixu by Liu Qi, who returned to the world of Haoran, and was finally detained by the Zhongtu Confucian Temple in the volcano overwhelmed by the great road.

The old monk with the Taoist name Shoumei asked doubtfully: "Really that young hermit official? But when he was at the top of the city, wasn't he in the Jade Pu Realm? According to the news from Tuoyue Mountain, during that meeting , The realm of monk Chen Pingan is still the same, but it is the realm of martial arts, which has changed from the mountain top realm to the ultimate realm."

The friend across from him was having fun in his misery. He kept drawing dragon talismans and throwing them into the water to increase the dragon's water transport. He smiled and joked: "If Yin Guan is left as a guest, you can go and ask yourself."

"That Taoist crown looks like a token of Master Baiyu Jingsan, right? Is it a counterfeit? It is said that the master of Hehua Temple spent countless resources from heaven and earth, but he still failed to accomplish this task, and fell short every time? Master of Hehua Temple No, who in our wild world can accomplish such a feat?"

The monk who painted the talisman glanced at the lotus crown on the Taoist's head, and said helplessly: "What the truth is, it seems to be unimportant. If we can't save the Immortal Hairpin City with our combined efforts, everything will be over, and the realms are too different, the Taoist will slap him casually. Just shoot us ants to death."

"But if Fairy Hairpin City can withstand this catastrophe and the storm settles, it will be another beautiful story on the mountain that can be passed down for thousands of years."

"Besides, didn't you make a special trip to the Great Wall of Sword Qi before and painted a landscape painting for the young hermit official? Brother Shoumei, you can burn incense right now and pray that the person outside the city is Chen Pingan. Maybe you can still have a chance of survival based on this."

"Okay, okay, I'll beg for you when the time comes."

The old monks sitting on both sides of the dragon gate were shaking with the fairy hairpin city. The two old friends were joking with each other. They just looked at each other and found that each other was smiling bitterly.

"By the way, how many punches did this guy throw in total?"

"That's almost twenty-five punches."

"The only hope now is to pray that Fei Ran is on his way to Immortal Hairpin City."

At this moment, a warm voice with a slight smile came from the plaque on the dragon gate of the archway building, speaking the most authentic barbarian language, "My brother Fei Ran also wants to come to Xianhan City as a guest?"

A man in a green shirt was standing on top with a long sword on his back and his hands in his sleeves, looking down at the old monk named Shou Mei with a smile.

Since he is in the Fourteenth Realm, he can do things like the Yin Shen traveling far away from his body.

Therefore, you still need to be diligent in cultivating yourself to reach higher levels.

Before he punched, Chen Ping'an had actually secretly sneaked into the Immortal Hairpin City, traveling all the way as if he were in a deserted place, looking for the center of the formation, but he was not in a hurry to take action.

In the lotus dojo above the head of the Dharma Prime outside the city, Lu Chen squatted on the ground, covered his face with his hands, sighed, and suddenly began not to look forward to Chen Ping'an's visit to the Qingming world.

The two monks suddenly raised their heads at the same time, with horrified expressions on their faces.

A flawless and unsullied body, an aura of unity between heaven and man.

The old monk named Shoumei stared blankly at the green-robed man who was not wearing a Taoist crown or a Taoist robe. Naturally, his face was very familiar. After all, such a tall Dharma image was now standing outside the city.

I saw the man in green shirt flicking his finger.

The body and soul of the old monk from the Fairy Hairpin City Keqing who kept drawing talismans and throwing water into the water before, together with the Golden Elixir Nascent Soul, exploded on the spot like a soybean.

The man in green shirt smiled and said, "I have a question for you."

The old monk kept silent and waited for death.

Chen Ping'an seemed to have changed his mind and said with a smile: "You go back and send a message to my brother Fei Ran, saying that this time Chen Ping'an is a guest in Fairy Hairpin City, what a coincidence, this time it's me who takes the first step, just treat it as It was the return gift from Huanghuaguan in the early years, and later there was another congratulatory gift on the other side of the Wuding River, which was my celebration of Brother Feiran’s promotion to the co-lord of the wild world.”

The old monk was speechless and murmured: "Are you really Chen Ping'an, the hermit official?!"

It's a pity that the other party's figure disappeared in a flash.

City Lord Xuan Pu, even though he is a great monk in the Ascension Realm, has no desire to take action himself. It is not that he does not want to defeat the enemy personally, but he simply does not dare to go out of the city to die.

Xuan Pu is really not good at catching and killing opponents.

After the guy outside the city handed out twenty punches, Xuanpu's face was ashen. According to this posture, the city would be really broken without even ten punches. Xuanpu gritted his teeth and went straight to the Ancestral Hall of Xianhan City, where he hung three pictures In the center of the hanging portrait is a portrait of a woman with a young appearance and beautiful appearance. She has a white jade hairpin on her head. The other two are the second and third lords of the Immortal Hairpin City. Under each hanging portrait, there are different There is an incense burner on every altar table, except for the female founder, who also has two oil lamps on the altar table.

After Xuan Pu offered incense one by one, he took out two porcelain bottles from his sleeves and began to add sesame oil. The two bottles of sesame oil had an unusual golden color.

After offering incense and adding oil, Xuanpu said in a deep voice: "Xuanpu, the fourth generation city lord, begs the master and ancestor to come down and protect us."

There was a portrait of an old man with hair like a halberd. There were ripples on the surface of the portrait, and a sneer oozed out. He asked Xuan Pu, "How does it compare to Zhu Yan?"

Xuanpu's face was pale, he lowered his head and bent over, and replied respectfully: "Report to Master, I'll go as far as I can."

The other hanging portrait is of a higher seniority. It is a female nun who looks like an old woman. In the portrait, she is holding a whisk in her hand. She said hoarsely, "Isn't it an old throne person who luckily came out of seclusion?"

Xuan Pu replied in a trembling voice: "Reporting to the Patriarch, my disciple and grandson don't know the other party's background yet. I can only guess that the other party is not a wild monk."

Immortal Hairpin City has at most three opportunities to support these two founders. Before Zhu Yan came to the door, they had already used one each. Plus today's time, it means that if there is another subjugation, the two of them have carefully planned a retreat. , The founder who is hiding in the secret realm of Yin and Underworld and practicing hard will probably never have the slightest chance to return to the world of the sun. Therefore, it is not Xuanpu who feels sorry for the two bottles of priceless golden sesame oil, but the two founders of Xianhaan City. If there really is a third chance for his own Taoist life, if Xuanpu is still the city lord who pays tribute to the incense and oil, even if the two ancestors can protect the Immortal Hairpin City from the next catastrophe, Xuanpu will definitely not be able to protect his own life anyway. .

The old man stepped out of the hanging statue and said with a big smile: "Then I'll go and meet this immortal guy for a while."

Within three sticks of incense, he could stay in the Yang world without worrying about being found by those extremely difficult Yin and Underworld officials.

However, this Master Xuanpu had just landed in the Ancestral Master Hall when an outsider in a blue shirt and long coat appeared on the threshold, leaning against the door with his shoulder on the door, his hands in his sleeves, and a bright smile, "I never thought there would be another one." Two big fish have slipped through the net. The hospitality of Xian Hairan City is really flattering. I will definitely come here often if I have the opportunity in the future."

The old woman immediately told the other two people in her heart, "Fight quickly, let's work together to kill this Yin God!"

The world is cut off from the world by the Immortal Hairpin City Formation. Even a great throne demon at the peak of the Ascension Realm, standing here in the form of a Yin God leaving his body, would have to face three Ascension Realm monks at the same time.

Even if the opponent is an unknown fourteenth realm monk... Immortal Hairpin City still has a slight chance of winning! The premise is that this Yin God is not allowed to merge with the true body and Dharma of the Taoist outside the city.

In the midst of lightning and flint, Chen Pingan quietly took action and knocked over the incense burners and oil lamps on the two altar tables. Especially the golden sesame oil in the oil lamps flew straight into the scroll. He said with a smile: "Good boy. Get back."

The old woman screamed and quickly returned to the scroll. She rolled up her sleeves and the gloomy wind was rolling. She was still unable to push back all the long golden threads. Once the golden sesame oil from the world appeared in that place of cultivation, even a drop would be a big blow. The scene of the sun rising into the sky, what else was there to hide? She had to be cruel and throw out the whisk to prevent a drop of golden sesame oil from entering the painting. At the same time, she reached out and grabbed the hanging portrait that belonged to her. The scrolls came together in an instant, and then it seemed as if a dry hand stretched out from a whirlpool, quickly grasped the scroll, and was eventually taken away to the underworld by her. In fact, even the last chance of the Immortal Hairpin City to invite the gods to come was canceled. .

But the old man was a little too slow in his movements. He was obviously not as experienced as his master. Although he blocked the golden thread, the man in green shirt reached out to grab the scroll.

Xuanpu was dumbfounded and at a loss.

Chen Ping'an looked at the old mayor of Immortal Hairpin City, "Either you fight me to the death within three sticks of incense. When your body dissipates, I will ask Xuanpu to offer incense and add oil, and we can continue to reminisce about the past. Or Take it upon yourself to kill this disciple who almost deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors. Once Xuan Pu dies, no one in Xian Hairan City will know the method of subduing the truth. Then of course the scroll in my hand will become worthless. of waste paper.”

Chen Ping'an raised the scroll in his hand and shook it gently, "What should I say?"

The old man waved his hand.

Xuan Pu was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder burst, "Master, don't fall for this guy's plan to alienate each other. If master and apprentice join forces, there is still a chance of winning..."

But the old Patriarch of Immortal Hairpin City didn't even bother to talk nonsense with Xuan Pu, a useless disciple who had little success and was more than ruined. He directly hit Xuan Pu fiercely with a natal magic spell, and at the same time, he attacked the person who slowly left the Patriarch Hall. The man in green shirt at the gate asked: "Who are you?"

The swordsman in green shirt stopped and turned around to look with a smile on his face.

There is also a pair of extremely pure golden eyes.

The old Patriarch in the Patriarch Hall was as silent as a stone, and immediately stopped asking any more questions, and just quickly killed Xuan Pu to get rid of this really damnable trouble.

The two masters and apprentices in the room were from the same lineage, and they both knew the basics. Relatively speaking, Xuanpu suffered too much. After all, the master had been practicing ghost ways there for thousands of years.

In less than a stick of incense, an ancestral hall was soon demolished by the two masters and apprentices.

Xuan Pu, a great monk in the Ascension Realm and the current lord of Immortal Hairpin City, died at the hands of his master.

Chen Pingan had nothing to do, and after confirming that Xuan Pu was dead, he threw out the hanging portrait in his hand and went to the alchemy place on the top of the mountain.

In his last glance, Chen Pingan was not looking at the estranged master and apprentice, but at the founder of the Immortal Hairpin City who wore a special hairpin on the portrait. The woman in the portrait seemed to have opened her eyes. She glanced at the figure in the green shirt and sighed quietly. There was a sound, as if meeting an old friend, but it seemed that he was not sure about the identity of the other party, and then a picture scroll burned up on its own.

Lu Chen squatted in the dojo, rubbing his chin. If the young mountain master of Luolu Mountain picked up his sword on Zhengyang Mountain, he was practicing for the upcoming sword attack on Tuoyue Mountain.

So how come today's unhurried and unhurried punch to the Immortal Hairpin City seems to be a warm-up for attacking Bai Yujing in the future? Wouldn't Nanhua City be affected by Chiyu?

So Lu Chen no longer expected Chen Ping'an to reach the Fourteenth Realm as soon as possible.

And outside the city.

Chen Ping'an learned the divine drumming style from Cui Cheng, a mighty warrior, and destroyed the largest city in the barbaric world.

The same punch is thrown out, as if the punching intention is superimposed endlessly.

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers with Immortal Hairpin City as the center felt the vibration of countless muffled thunders exploding simultaneously under the earth and high up in the world.

One punch completely penetrated the mountain and water restrictions of Xianhan City, and the Taoist Dharma Prime's fist finally touched the location of Gaocheng's true body.

With another punch, most of Taoist Faxiang's arms were dug into the Immortal Hairpin City like a mountain.

The third punch directly penetrated the entire Immortal Hairpin City. The entire arm stretched across the city, and another arm swept back and forth. The tallest city in the world was beaten into two pieces.

The upper half of the high city was tilted and collapsed. Taoist Master Fa Xiang held down the side with one hand and pushed it out with all his strength. It fell to the ground hundreds of miles away, and the dust raised covered the sky and the sun.

As for the remaining half of the high city, the Taoist Faxiang intertwined his hands and made a fist. He raised it high and smashed it down quickly, causing half of the city to sink deeper into the ground.