Xu Xian Is Not A Sword Immortal

"You young people, looking for those lost children?" Yan Changkong sat up from the bed and didn't forget to take a mouthful of wine gourd when he spoke.

"Yes, sir, do you know?"

"I know..." Yan Changkong nodded thoughtfully, but his cross legged grinning action gave people a feeling of old cold legs.

It's hard to believe that he is also a Jidao sword practitioner and the strongest Jidao sword practitioner under heaven and man.

In this regard, Xu Xian didn't believe it, but he still said, "since you know, elder, you can say it."

"Well, it can be said, but can you give me back the sword on your waist..."

"Oh, master, I forgot. I thought it was my sword. It was yours." Xu Xian sighed and could only return the pretty good immortal soldier in his hand.

It's a pity. Originally, I wanted to mix a fairy weapon with good quality for personal use.

Yan Changkong glanced at him angrily and wondered why all the young people in the cultivation world were like this now?

Even if they are shameless.

But after you came to Nanjiang, why did you put on makeup on your face?

The skin of these three people was white and tender, and now they are neither male nor female after makeup.

Gee, it's disgusting.

Back in those days, which famous monk in the cultivation world was not a muscle man, or was he old?

But the world has changed. A good man like him with few hairs on his head and a beard on his face seems not to meet the mate selection standards of today's female nuns and nvxia.

If the world had not become so fast, he would not have plunged into southern Xinjiang and would never return to the mortal world again!

Plus the appearance of these three

Especially the scholar guy, even if there is no trace of make-up, he looks more annoying.

At this point, Yan Changkong immediately changed his attitude and said coldly, "children? What children don't have children? I don't know. Go back to where you come from. Don't get hurt by me."

Once you say that.

Xu Xian and others fell into meditation. After they looked at each other a little, they stepped forward at the same time and stared at the old man with their eyes.

Yan Changkong also narrowed his eyes and put his hand on the hilt of the sword.

Next second.

Bang Bang

Three punches at once.

Yan Changkong retreated to the corner of the wall with his stomach covered under his two panda eyes. He couldn't help scolding angrily: "slot, you young people don't talk about martial ethics. You even beat one in three against an old man like me?"

"To deal with a man who has broken his word, you should talk about his martial virtue. Let's go together side by side. Don't save face for Shushan sword sect." The sea and air shouted and rushed up with a stronger throat and legs than gold.

Xu Xian was not polite either. He used a trick to steal peaches from monkeys.

Zhang Huaiyu keeps walking, seizing the opportunity is a back attack + kidney attack.

For a moment,

Yan Changkong, who was blocked in the corner and beaten violently, screamed again and again. He had no power to fight back and even had no chance to draw his sword.

as everyone knows,

When the sword repairman can't pull out the sword, they are iron waste.

After all, not all sword practitioners are good at martial arts!

therefore,

Half an hour later.

The three of Xu Xian were a little tired and were taking a breath.

Yan Changkong also lay on the ground with a black and blue face, gasping and gnashing his teeth at the three guys.

He never thought of it,

The three young men who came to look for children were all land immortals.

Slot!

As for the matter of stealing children from the mortal world in southern Xinjiang, he didn't know it, and even saw it many times

It is not only the Jiuli people who steal children, but also the magic gate.

He was also angry at first, and had trouble with those people

so what?

He hit other people's nest. As a result, they clearly told him that as long as they stepped forward, they would kill a child.

At that time,

Yan Changkong looked at the group of children who didn't understand anything. Forced by the bad guys, he cried and knelt down to beg for mercy. He just asked himself to leave and let them go.

Until that moment, Yan Changkong really understood that many things can't be managed if you want to, nor can you solve them if you are strong enough

Because whether it's the magic gate or the Jiuli nationality.

Their purpose is very simple, is to inherit and reproduce.

It happens that these two elements are the most critical two points of the magic gate and Jiuli nationality.

How can the orthodox sect not know these things?

But even if they know, can they really take care of it?

It's out of control. It's too big.

Besides, this is Nanjiang

Not to mention whether the demon clan will suddenly make trouble after a large number of authentic sects come.

As long as we don't solve the Jiuli nationality and the magic gate in one breath, or completely change the situation in southern Xinjiang.

The remaining nine Li families and the demon gate will set off a torrential rain of blood in the mortal world.

But the cause and effect here is far from what ordinary sects can carry.

This leads to the fact that some forces in southern Xinjiang will steal Terran children, but as long as the number does not touch the bottom line of dynasties and sects, they will not choose to intervene.

of course,

Basically, every few years, there are some decent people who come to southern Xinjiang with great pains in order to seek justice and answers.

In this regard, Yan Changkong's basic operation is to teach these people a good lesson, let them know the dangers of Southern Xinjiang, and then let these young people go back where they came from.

So far, he has rushed back to Qibo... I don't know whether the righteous young Xia and nvxia really went back to their hometown or were arrested by some bad guys and locked up in a small dungeon.

Shua -

Xu Xian put the sword on his neck again and said coldly, "if I ask you, why do you pretend to be dead? Tell me where those children have been taken

Or are you already with those guys? "

Yan Changkong felt the cold on his neck. He struggled to hold up his smile

This wave of young Xia is different from those who have been here.

Well,

Tenima can fight.

Although the combination of three land immortals is not very rare.

The key is that the fighting power of these simple goods is also good, which has more or less the style of his youth.

At least at the son level.

Yan Changkong felt the sword edge on his neck approaching again. He said solemnly, "when did you lose the child you are looking for?

Which batch?

How many people?

The hands of the Jiuli people?

Or the hand of the magic door?

Or is there any possibility of being a demon clan? "

“………”X3

The three looked at each other. Xu Xian coughed and said, "where should the golden cymbal King's hand, the child he stole, be sent?"

"King of golden cymbals, the centipede essence?" Yan Changkong stood up slowly... He felt the blade around his neck and said in a deep voice, "young man, when I'm thinking, can you take down the sword first?"

"Yes." Xu Xian nodded and skillfully put the sword around her waist.

Yan Chang was too lazy to say anything, so he said thoughtfully, "the king of golden cymbals is just a bastard in two circles. Under normal circumstances, he will help people smuggle, or trade some goods to earn some price difference.

In principle, the king of golden cymbals is not short of money

He doesn't have to do such interesting activities. "

Suddenly,

Xu Xian's face changed dramatically. When her fists could not help shaking, her eyes slowly turned red.

"What do you think?" Yan Changkong leaned back slightly and looked at the young man who seemed to think of the Revenge of killing his father. For fear of his unhappiness, he sent himself away directly.

"After I killed the king of golden cymbals, I forgot to touch the body..."

Yan Changkong meditated for two seconds. I thought grandma Shuyao had a deep blood feud with you. Is that it?

"Hold on, how many times have you touched the corpse since your debut?"

"Yes, yes, it's really not. Just your style, there's still a chance to touch the corpse." Haikong and Zhang Huaiyu pressed his shoulder at the same time, hoping that he would calm down.

Xu Xian gradually became expressionless. You're right, but are you comforting me?

"..." Yan Changkong continued to meditate and thought that the other two guys seemed to be threatening themselves with the death of the king of golden cymbals.

Oh, am I scared by Yan Changkong?

I -- no -- afraid!

Seeing that there was a cold scene in the room, the sea and air folded their hands and said, "Amitabha, let's get back to business. You say who will the king of golden cymbals give those children if he starts?"

Yan Changkong touched his beard, turned his head and looked in a certain direction, and said in a deep voice, "the king of golden cymbals can suddenly do human trafficking. Someone must have ordered him.

Although I don't know who he is working for, I know he has a close friend in Nanjiang. "

"Who?"

"There is a lanruo temple near Shilipo to the east of Guobei county. There is a tree demon for thousands of years. He has a good relationship with the king of golden cymbals, but it's a little difficult to dig out information from the old man." Yan Changkong raised his eyebrows.

Lanruo temple... Guobei County... Tree demon

Xu Xian touched her chin. Do you want to see Nie Xiaoqian and Ning caichen?

But I have to say,

The world outlook of the ghost of a beautiful woman is not too similar to that of Southern Xinjiang. The people are so miserable and demons are everywhere.

It's just that the former has a court, but it's almost the same.

There is no imperial court in southern Xinjiang, which is governed by Jiuli nationality and demon gate.

Of course, there are more or less orthodox schools in southern Xinjiang, which are doing justice as much as possible, such as accumulating merits and virtues.

Thinking of this, Xu Xian asked with a little doubt, "has lanruo temple... Become a broken temple?"

"That's right. Naran Ruo temple was not a very famous temple in the mortal world in its early years, but it took root here a thousand years ago in an attempt to save people from fire and water and earn some merit~

But only five hundred years later, many eminent monks of naruo temple have turned into white bones on the way to uphold justice.

As for now, there is not even a bald donkey left. Only the next group of female ghosts live there to seduce passers-by. " Yan Changkong sighed and totally ignored the look in Hai Kong's eyes

There are many Terrans living in southern Xinjiang. Naturally, there will be many decent people and sects. They will always try to save them, or at least make them live better.

For example, there are many religious sects in lanruo Temple who insist that I don't go to hell and who goes to hell.

But the world in southern Xinjiang is too chaotic.

It's hard enough for one-way heroes to uphold justice. They also have to guard against the attack of demon clan and demon gate, which will make some decent people lose hope.

This leads some people to fall into the devil's way and become the people of the devil's way.

In short, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black.

Nowadays, some orthodox sects in southern Xinjiang still seem to hang the banner of famous and decent sects. In fact, they are no different from the devil sect.

Many new young Xia and female Xia from the mortal world were cheated by those people

Yan Changkong has lived here for decades. He has seen too much and his mind is numb.

Even if he can manage many things, he is too lazy to manage them.

But today's three hot-blooded and righteous teenagers... Let his already cold heart beat again.

so

Just as Yan Chang was hoping, he felt that Nanjiang was still saved.

"Hey, hey, hey..." the obscene laughter of the three came into his ears at the same time.

"Female ghost..."

"Seduce people..."

"Amitabha, the Buddha once said that if I don't go to hell, I will let the poor monk try the depth of those female ghosts!" The sea and air rubbed their hands together.

"Wuliang Tianzun, the Taoist ancestor also said that color is emptiness and emptiness is color. I'm going to let those female ghosts temper my mind today."

Xu Xian was originally dressed as a scholar. When he heard that there were female ghosts in lanruo temple

He immediately took out a Book basket from the arms of the second dimension, carried it behind his back, and said very seriously: "what our generation of scholars cultivate is a noble righteousness.

It's just some female ghosts. It'll be over if the scholar does it or not.

Well, if you let me, you don't have to do it. "

"Gan, good Xu Hanwen. Do you want to eat alone?"

"Yes, master Yan said, it's a group of female ghosts. Can you stand it alone?"

For a moment,

The three spit and the stars fly together.

Yan Chang retreated to the corner and squatted down with his hands on his knees. He looked pitiful, helpless and drinkable

Well,

He found that he was often out of tune with this group of people because he was not abnormal enough.

And he's wrong!

He was very wrong.

He thought these young people were kind-hearted people, the light of the right way!

Now?

Trough, these people don't even let go of ghosts?

Good guy, I beg you to be individuals.

The most important thing is, do today's young people... Play like this?

To tell the truth, the emergence of the ghost family must have an absolute relationship with you small sp.

Before long, the three decided on fair distribution.

Because Xu Xian is the leading elder brother, if there are odd numbers, he can ask for one more.

Just sauce,

Yan Changkong, as an old NPC who released the task, was completely on the road of no return under the coercion of three young people.

When walking on the road.

Yan Chang dreamed of his old rival, the thousands of year old demon rooted in lanruo temple

Suddenly,

He felt more or less worthless for it.

really

He must have been unhappy when he died.

I didn't bring a helper in my early years and tried to kill the tree demon grandma

As a result, the old pervert always scolded him, said he brought this waste and wanted to kill him?

But today

"Alas..."

Life is not easy, sighed the old man