On the road.

"Xiang'er, why did you call the sword Yitian just now?"

Yue Yuan asked very strangely about what happened at Yuelai Inn just now.

After all, this sword name is too familiar to people.

Moreover, the current Yueque Sword does not contain any martial arts secrets, nor any quick version of the Nine Yin Manual.

"whee!"

"That's a lie!"

The Yueque Sword was tied around his waist, and he was wearing bright yellow clothes, which gave him a sense of vitality. Hearing his elder brother's question, Guo Xiang pursed his lips and smiled, his face full of cleverness, and said: "I always

I think there is something wrong with this Yuelai Inn!”

This feeling was due to Guo Xiang becoming wary of the Yuelai Inn after she and a group of Beggar Clan disciples figured out the approximate size of the inn out of boredom.

The waiter's doubts and questions just now made Guo Xiang feel a little strange.

So when giving his final answer, Guo Xiang thought of a famous sword in history, which was one of Cao Cao and Cao Mengde's swords - Yitian.

Yue Que Sword was originally luxurious and majestic, so after much thought, Guo Xiang found an equally powerful sword name.

So Guo Xiang changed the word "Yueque" on his lips to "Yitian".

Guo Xiang's words made Yue Yuan somewhat impressed.

This second Miss Guo is not completely outspoken, she is also clever and discerning.

Although the waiter's behavior just now was normal, it felt inexplicably unexpected at that time.

The other party's eyes have been fixed on Yue Que Sword.

Others may not have observed carefully, but Yue Yuan could vaguely see all this. The waiter's attitude was too much, or rather his eyes were too much.

Although Guo Xiang's approach was surprising, there was nothing wrong with it.

Continue westward all the way.

After parting ways at the inn, He Zudao set off south.

The two parties have different destinations, so naturally they will not go along the way. Although the two parties have a very good impression of each other.

Generally speaking, men in the world cannot get along hand in hand.

However, on the way to Huashan, Yue Yuan began to teach the little girl martial arts, and by the way, he used his own skills to help the little girl cleanse her marrow.

I have to say that despite her young age, this little girl should have a soft and weak temperament under Guo Fu's doting.

But actually the little girl is not.

Maybe it was because she stayed with her aunt for too long or something. The little girl also contracted Guo Xiang's temper. But the difference is that she was too young to see much. Besides, the little girl

His temperament is quite stubborn.

After being away from home for such a long time, it was a blessing that no one went hungry under the care of two people who were not very good at taking care of themselves.

Although Yue Yuan did not perform marrow cleansing all at once, the indescribable pain was still not something that a little girl could bear. Just faced with this kind of pain and itching, the little girl would forcefully hold it back and burst into tears.

Tears, pitiful ones.

On the way from Zhongnan to Huashan, during this short period of time, the little girl's body was basically washed away by Yue Yuan's Qi from the Immortality Art. At this age, he began to use the Qi of Immortality to stimulate her meridians.

It can be said that among Yue Yuan's many disciples, the little girl is the first female disciple, and the first one to become his disciple at such a young age.

The situation is completely different from that of Shuangyong and Lin Pingzhi.

Coupled with what happened in the past, the treatment is naturally different.

On the other hand, Guo Xiang also learned a lot. However, because of the martial arts passed down in his family, Guo Xiang could not abandon his own martial arts and switch to other practices. Therefore, Miss Guo Er could only practice in other aspects.

For example, swordsmanship.

Guo Xiang's biggest problem right now is that because she is smart, she knows a little bit about everything, but only a little bit about everything.

Guo Xiang can master fists, feet, legs, swords, knives and sticks.

It's a pity that all the moves are exquisite, but it's different when it falls into Guo Xiang's hands. Each of them is only 30% effective, creating a feeling of half a bucket of water sloshing around. It's fine when you encounter an opponent with average or similar skills.

But as soon as he met a master, Guo Xiang withered.

Faced with this, Yue Yuan naturally gave some advice.

However, it was a relatively leisurely day along the way. But when we were approaching Huashan, an accident happened.

In the wilderness.

The stench was unpleasant. When the little red horse came here, what Yue Yuan could smell on the horse's back was the smell of blood.

Guo Xiang's face was slightly condensed, and her eyes fell on what she saw in front of her.

The little girl wrinkled her nose in Yue Yuan's arms. Her little hands flickered to dispel the unpleasant smell.

In front of him were the corpses of a group of people.

Looking from a distance, it can be seen just from the clothes on the corpses that this is not a powerful figure.

There are Taoists and monks.

There are even some women with revealing clothes.

This weird scene is very surprising.

Monks, Taoists, women.

Fortunately, the corpses of those women were not dressed as masters, otherwise the scene would have been even more bizarre.

Guo Xiang turned over and dismounted, broke off a branch, stepped forward and poked the corpse in front of her with a stick. She covered her nose and observed. After checking for a long time, Guo Xiang raised her head and said to Yue Yuan who was holding the little girl next to him: "Big brother

, they are the Western Regions Buddhist monks and Quanzhen Taoist priests!"

Monks from the Western Regions!

With these strange attires, these monks are naturally not dressed as monks from the Central Plains.

Yue Yuan had only seen this kind of attire on the body of the former Mongolian master Jinlun Dharma King in his several worlds, but there was still something slightly different about it.

The attire of a Taoist priest is familiar. Quanzhen's disciples look like this.

But the way those women dress...

Guo Xiang is not familiar with him.

In her eyes, these female corpses were somewhat scantily clad, just like people from a brothel.

Although Guo Xiang is a bold and masculine man, she was still quite embarrassed and embarrassed when she saw this situation. After looking at it twice, her beautiful face turned red. However, Guo Xiang still kindly poked the side next to her with a stick.

Rags covered the female corpses.

Turning his head, he saw that his elder brother's face was very serious.

Guo Xiang turned around and looked at the corpses on the ground. When she turned around, she felt that her elder brother might have recognized the origins of these people.

"Yingui Sect!"

"Fan Monk!"

"There are also Quanzhen disciples!"

As the identities of these corpses were revealed bit by bit, Yue Yuan's expression became very strange. His tone was full of worry.

In this situation, all kinds of chaotic forces will run away.

Especially the magic gate.

Recalling the time when he met Chuanying at the inn and heard the words "Xiaoyao Jiutian is destroyed", Yue Yuan knew that the chess piece he had left in the Tang Dynasty had been completely scrapped. Now that this person from the Yingui sect has appeared.

Then I'm afraid Cihang Jingzhai may not be far away from living in the world.

In fact, we met the people from the Yingui sect on the first day.

Because in a certain way, Chuanying is a disciple of the Yingui Sect. It's just that he is different from ordinary disciples, and his temperament is also different.

Yingui sect?

Guo Xiang blinked her eyes, not quite understanding.

This was the first time she heard of this sect.

However, there are countless hidden sects in the world, and no one dares to pat his chest and say that he knows everything in the world.

And this direction——

"Huashan!"

As soon as she stretched out her right hand, Guo Xiang understood the meaning and pointed her toes. As the little red horse turned around, Miss Guo Er had already jumped on the horse's back and sat firmly on the back.

She felt that the next step would be a dispute between Jianghu and Jianghu.

Miss Guo Er has always envied such a life in the world.

The sound of horse hooves sounded, and the people in the smoke were already galloping towards Huashan Mountain.
To be continued...