Yuanyangzhu, two people are ascending, and the battle is in full swing.
This fight was fought in a haphazard manner, not like an old god on the mountain who was cautious about taking action, but more like two chivalrous young men in the city, meeting on a narrow road, but just looking at each other, they were in each other's eyes, and they had to give up.
Don't stop until you turn it over.
The sky and the earth are dim and dim, and the big sun hanging in the sky seems to have been suddenly eaten, swallowed into the belly of the old man in yellow. Only the whirlpools, like gods opening their eyes, make this small world more and more strange and penetrating.
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The great monks, including Qin Zao Yan and Yan Yan, all had abnormal heart palpitations. How come they had never seen such a peak ascension state before, or even heard any news about it? What kind of young Taoist? Yan Yan could only be sure that this unruly old senior was
Definitely not an accomplished person from the Middle-earth Divine Continent.
Yuanyangzhu is a monk watching the battle. The higher the realm, the more clearly he can feel the majestic atmosphere of the great road.
Yuanyangzhu is like a pond that has been drained for fishing, and all the fish seem to have been thrown onto the shore. Every time a monk takes a breath, he needs to consume the spiritual energy of his own world.
The gods of the upper five realms don't mind this matter very much. They just suffer from the monks of the lower five realms who accompany their seniors to travel here. Even if the masters help protect the way, or isolate a small world with the above-mentioned magic, or they all sacrifice
The mountain gate's rare treasure protected one side. Those young monks who were still worried about the sky falling. Their faces were pale and their bodies were unstable. Many of them had already received their master's orders. They simply fell to the ground and began to breathe.
Relying on the Taoist secrets passed down by the ancestors of their respective sects, they are used to resist the invisible oppression of the Tao between heaven and earth.
Nan Guangzhao has already sacrificed an important treasure of his life, which is actually a rare ancient temple. It is a secret magical power that refines the mountain as a temple. Nan Guangzhao's real body is standing at the gate of the temple, wearing an immortal weapon.
The "Old Dragon" robe of Zhi was filled with spiritual energy and ups and downs of water transport, so that it dragged out strips of colorful glaze. Each ribbon is actually the manifestation of a river.
Nan Guangzhao's real body is hidden in the ancestral temple, and the ancestral temple is like a red date mark between the eyebrows of the Dharma Prime Minister.
Nan Guangzhao turned his mind and controlled the Dharma to fight against the ascension realm with astonishing combat power.
It was said that it was a fight, but in fact it was one-sided, that is, Nan Guangzhao tried his best to defend and ran for his life frantically.
In those whirlpools, people often just stretched out one arm, holding a giant sword, and slashed with it casually, and countless sparks of fire were scattered on the body of Nan Guangzhao, splashing like rain.
In Yuanyangzhu, all the monks in the middle and fifth realms who were watching the battle and watching the show, without a teacher around to protect them, had already cast their life-saving spells or sacrificed pieces of protective magic weapons, small lights the size of mustard seeds, in this dark place.
In the small world where the sun is not visible, the lights are swaying uncertainly as they are blown by the strong wind.
Some of the upper five realm monks also had to protect the nearby lower five realm monks who had nothing to do with them, and help these poor people, so that their Taoist hearts would not collapse, their souls would leave their bodies, and they would instantly become wandering ghosts. Fortunately, those on both sides of the fight were fighting everywhere.
The lingering charm of Taoism will be dispersed by Qin Zao, Yu Yue and other great monks.
There is a huge disparity between victory and defeat on the battlefield. Anyone with eyes will not be dazzled and unable to see clearly.
And Yan Yan saw through the base of the two immortal soldiers in the mountain temple and the water robe at a glance, and said: "It is true that Nan Guangzhao successfully refined half of the famous mountains and rivers of the Broken Blessed Land, otherwise the water robe would not have reached the level of the immortal soldier."
The casting and refining of each piece of immortal weapons on the mountain means that the monks have a relatively complete Tao. The real benefit is not the nourishment of the soul of the owner of the immortal weapons. For the great monks who can own the immortal weapons, this gain is not lacking.
, the key is the existence of the Immortal Weapon itself, which is in line with the Dao, has hidden mysteries, and is recognized by heaven and earth. Each Immortal Weapon itself is a kind of "proving the Tao" and can pave a shortcut for those who practice Taoism to reach the top.
Qin Zao said doubtfully: "That huge turmoil back then, to an outsider like Liu Hui, was just a matter of practicing cultivation at home, and disaster fell from the sky. Everyone knew that he suffered an unreasonable disaster, but in the end, even he was held accountable by the temple.
A lot of the sect's merits were wiped out by the temple, but I never heard that Nan Guangzhao was involved. I only knew that Broken Blessed Land was sold to him for money. Brother Tianni, what's the explanation here?"
Tian Ni, who was extremely well-informed about the news on the mountain, was in charge of one of the most influential landscape newspapers in the Middle Earth Divine Continent. He quickly flipped through the page of the old almanac, shook his head, and said: "The temple has strict control over this matter and does not allow outsiders.
Research. I only know that the unknown sword cultivator, when he 'ascended' from the blessed land to Haoran, caused the blessed land in his hometown to be coveted by various forces. The sword cultivator himself disappeared very quickly, and it seemed that the temple could not be found.
As for whether he was silenced or escaped, it’s hard to say.”
In the early years, after the Fuyao Island blessed land collapsed, all life in the blessed land was devastated, corpses littered the fields, and the mountains and rivers were shattered and fluttered in the wind. Several great monks behind the scenes each had their own gains and reaped the benefits.
The opportunity is at hand. However, one of the ghost cultivators on the mountain top who is said to be the culprit of this disaster was once a leader on Yizhou Mountain as famous as Liu Hui. Afterwards, he was detained by the temple in Gongde Forest and has not been heard from since. The others
It seems that they couldn't cover their hot money bags, and the end was not good. Decades later, one of the Fuyaozhou immortals died suddenly and inexplicably. His head was chopped off with a sword, and his bodies were dumped separately on the mountain.
The entrance sign downstairs and the roof of the Patriarch Hall.
Unexpectedly, it was Nan Guangzhuang, which had an inseparable relationship with the blessed land of destruction in Fuyao Continent, that ultimately gained the most?
The former Fuyao Continent was somewhat similar to Tongye Continent, with two sects confronting each other on the mountain. In Tianyao Township where Liu Hui was located, and in the back mountain where ghost cultivator Yang Qiangu was located, there was an Ascension Realm sitting on the top of the mountain.
It's just that the sect has a weird name "Back Mountain". Because there are many ghost cultivators on the mountain, especially in the Patriarch's Hall, half of them are ghost monks. After all, they are too unpleasant both on the mountain and below, so the momentum is still not as good as Liu Hui's Tianyao Township.
, when Yang Qiangu was detained in Gongde Forest, and the back mountain was in Fuyao Island, his status plummeted. Finally, Bai Ying's Savage Throne broke the mountain protection formation and was destroyed.
A ghost cultivating sect with a bad reputation was not able to surrender to the great demon Bai Ying. Most of them died in the battle. There were not even one monk left in ten, except for a group of young descendants who had evacuated Fuyao Continent early. After the war ended
, he was able to return home from the Middle Kingdom, gather together those scattered fellow sects who ended up worse than a lost dog, and rebuild the mountain gate. The situation was far more difficult than the mountains where the ancestor halls such as Tianyao Township and Hehua City were preserved.
Legend has it that after the Lord of Baidi City appeared on Fuyao Island, he only took good care of the monks from the back mountain who returned to their hometown. He even said to the few young ghost cultivators that people are not as good as ghosts, and there are more ghosts in the back mountain.
,so what.
It is rumored that the madman from Baidi City, the young monk Gu Can, made an exception and served as the first worshiper of the "new" back mountain.
I saw a new whirlpool appear out of thin air in the sky, and suddenly a big hand as white as jade appeared, fiercely grabbed Nan Guangzhao's head, pressed it hard, and the old man in yellow in the distance wiped it horizontally with a knife, and the light of the knife seemed to spread out in the sky.
Galaxy, cut Nanzhao Dharma into two. In the mountain temple between the Dharma's eyebrows, from the true body robe of the old monk in the Ascension Realm, two colorful ribbons as long as a waterfall floated out. Finally, they formed a belt horizontally, and the chopped Dharma was sewn into
one.
Nan Guangzhao finally looked a little panicked. If he was an ordinary swordsman and his sword energy remained, so that the Dharma image could not be stitched together by itself, why would he need to spend his solid Taoist practice and use the colors refined by Jiang He to create a belt that "covers his ugliness"?
Nan Guangzhao could only say from his heart: "Fellow Taoist, I admit defeat."
Unexpectedly, the old man in yellow turned a deaf ear. He took a step forward, twisted his wrist, and made another distant slash with the long knife in his hand. He clearly wanted to split the head of Nan Guangzhao into two halves.
Just after escaping that unrivaled sword light, a knife-wielding arm quickly poked out from the whirlpool elsewhere. A knife stabbed through the heart of Nan Guangfa's back and emerged from the chest. The sword was picked up, and the tip of the knife was
Slightly tilting, he raised the Dharma image directly, and his arms tightly wrapped around the Dharma image's neck, pulling Nan Guangzhao's Dharma image back hard, and most of the Dharma sword had penetrated the Dharma image of Nan Guangzhao.
On the entire chest of Nan Guangzhao's Dharma Body, criss-crossing black and gold threads appeared, spreading like a spider web, quickly eating away at the aura of Nan Guangzhao's Dharma Body. Even the true meaning of Taoism contained in the Dharma Appearance was destroyed by those weird threads.
Absorb and take away. The master of the magic sword took a step and walked out of the whirlpool. His huge body was as black as ink, with only a pair of snow-white eyes, intertwined with electric light. He let go of the handle of the sword and stretched out a hand, with five fingers like hooks.
He held the side of the head of the Dharma image in the south, violently pulled off a large piece of "snow-white", threw it into his mouth, chewed it, and devoured it.
Nan Guangzhao, an old god on the mountaintop who has been in the Ascension Realm and has been famous for a long time in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, is like being bitten by a mad dog. He refuses to let go and takes away a large piece of flesh and blood.
At the same time, from other whirlpools, a golden spear was thrown out quickly. It did not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, it directly pierced the two statues together and nailed them into the void of heaven and earth.
A sky and an earth were filled with light. In each whirlpool, weapons flashed across the sky, piercing the entangled two sides, and driving the weapons into the bodies of the two Dharma figures.
It's like a "flower bush".
The old man in yellow casually slashed out a knife, and this was the answer.
Cut open the two imprisoned statues from the shoulders to the ribs on the spot.
Nan Guangzhao had no choice but to continue to master the color training of the water robe, and worked hard to mend the missing parts.
This scene made all the monks watching the battle feel trembling.
This young Taoist who appeared out of nowhere is so cruel that he even cut himself.
I saw the old man in yellow leaning the scabbard on the ground with one hand. Where the bottom of the scabbard touched the void, there were circles of golden ripples. Golden flowers that were not recorded in the books seemed to suddenly rise from the water and stand gracefully.
Swaying.
This young Taoist has a ferocious look on his face, is he admitting defeat? In my hometown, I have killed countless heroes and heroes, and among the monster monks who were guests, no one even said to admit defeat.
With thousands of years of monastic life, if you encounter a big demon in the Ascension Realm that you can't deal with, if you don't have twenty, you should have two hands. If you can't defeat it, everyone will just run away. If you can't run away, you will die. And no one is better than this one.
The guy whose name I don’t know is a hundred times more difficult to deal with? It’s hard to catch a good opponent who is high enough but is a waste. There is no shop like this after passing this village. If I don’t know how to cherish today, I will be struck by lightning?!
What if the old blind man listens to it? How can the old blind man, who is so petty and petty, still have his hands cramped and peeled off?
At the canopy of the small world, the golden sea of clouds slowly condensed, and the thunder rolled, thrillingly.
Even the immortals Qin Zao and others felt that if they continued to fight like this, they would probably be in a bad situation.
Maybe the entire Yuanyangzhu, as big as an island, would be wiped out by that magic.
At the entrance of the temple between the Dharma Prime Minister's eyebrows, Nan Guangzhuang's real body was bleeding from all seven orifices. The situation was extremely tragic. A "Dragon King" water robe that was finally promoted to the rank of Immortal Soldier showed a large area of bright red. Apparently Nan Guangzhuang had damaged the foundation of the avenue.
He didn't even have time to use magic to correct the miserable situation, and said angrily: "Young Taoist! Do you really want to die with me?!"
However, Nan Guangzhao's inner words were a bit more "tactful". He forced himself to be calm and asked tentatively: "Fellow Taoist, why don't you and I just let it go? Not only will I not take care of Yun Jie's matter anymore, I will definitely make compensation afterwards.
Anyway, everything can be discussed.”
The old man in yellow sneered, I've really learned a lot today. If you can't admit defeat, are you going to talk about money?
In the wild world, there are no such things. Before a fight, you don't pay much attention to nonsense incense, what kind of statues are there in the ancestral hall, and what are your great achievements. After a fight, you don't have to beg for mercy. If you are unlucky and your skills are not as good as others, you just have to die.
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If coercion works? I need to be a watchdog on the other side of Shiwanda Mountain?!
Everyone just heard the old man in yellow laugh loudly and said: "The fight is only half over, you clearly have many tricks up your sleeve, you plan to hide it and bring it into the coffin, but you don't show it out?! Why are you looking down on the young Taoist?"
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He raised the long snow-white knife intertwined with thunder and lightning with his right hand, and with a gentle touch with his left hand, he took out a ball of light condensed by thunder and lightning in the palm of his hand, threw it into his mouth, and chewed it like food with wine. The young Taoist sneered: "This is my territory.
, it’s not for people to watch, why don’t you sit up and hit it in another place, it hurts
Hurry up and decide between life and death."
When discussing Taoism in the temple, everyone is actually at a loss. In the previous fight between Chen Ping'an and Immortal Yun Jie, both parties also needed to be cautious and careful in order to avoid harming the fish in the pond. They also needed to worry about the safety of many monks in Yuanyangzhu.
In the history of the Middle-earth Divine Continent, there was a sudden fight between two sword immortals. Within a radius of a hundred miles, there were countless sword rays. As many as a hundred monks could not escape at all. As a result, they were all killed by flying swords from both sides.
The sharp sword light brought up was strung together into sugar-coated haws. When the two sword lights dissipated, the souls of the innocent monks were destroyed.
One of them, who originally held a high position and was the patriarch of a sect's immortal palace, was removed from the sect's landscape genealogy and was reduced to a wild cultivator who had to wander around. And this person was traveling around.
Situ Jiyu, the Jinjiazhou Sword Immortal from China. Later, Situ Jiyu simply went to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
Nan Guangzhuang continued to say in his heart: "Taoist Nen, you and I have no grievances, so why do we have to fight for life and death? If we continue to fight, it will not do you or me any good."
Nan Guangzhao could not have imagined that this old man in yellow was accustomed to taking action in his hometown to determine the outcome or life and death. He did not expect that the young Taoist would attack so fiercely just because he had been cowardly for too long and had been holding back his anger.
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The young Taoist sneered and said: "You are like a bitch. I will beat you half to death first, and then I will deal with that brat in white clothes."
The young Taoist doesn't really think that he can completely kill the person in front of him who is in the Ascension Realm, and let him fall to a lower level, that's about it.
In the words of my own son, Mr. Li, you should keep a thin line in your life so that we can meet each other easily in the future.
According to Nen Taoist's fighting style in the past, there would be no nonsense, just beat him to death, eat him dry and wipe him clean.
Because after leaving the wild world, he traveled all the way, eating and drinking deliciously, and sleeping peacefully. He often saw Li Huai flipping through several tattered Jianghu romance novels, in which were famous martial arts figures who were powerful in the martial arts world, or white heroes who performed chivalry and justice.
When sparring with others, they talk more. In Li Huai's words, both sides of the fight are worried that the spectators on the sidelines will be too bored. If both sides just finish the fight, it will not be exciting enough and there will be less cheers. The young Taoist finished listening
After that, I felt it made sense.
Nan Guangzhao's face was gloomy, he stopped talking and said harshly, "Young Taoist, don't be so shameless!"
The young Taoist was startled. Could it be that the guy in front of him was hiding something secretly?
I was shocked and doubtful for a moment, but then I thought, damn you, how can an old bastard who is not even qualified to discuss matters in the temple be so powerful?
Do you think you are Dong Sangen or A Liang?
That Ah Liang, just because he was bored, casually slapped a passing sword cultivator with his paw, without even smashing the natal flying sword. It was just a joke. After all, his own Shiwan Mountain and the Great Wall of Sword Qi, both sides
The water in the well does not interfere with the water in the river. As a result, A Liang was in the Shiwan Mountain, chasing him for thousands of miles. In the end, even the old blind man couldn't stand it, so he took action, and received eighteen blows from A Liang in succession.
The woman from the Xianxia Zhu family glanced at the blue-shirted swordsman hovering in the wind. After she withdrew her gaze, she and the handsome young man from the Xie family in Miyun who were flipping through a collection of poems at the side asked softly: "Xie Yuan, what do you think about this?"
How old is the person?”
Xie Yuan was busy looking for inspiration from that beloved collection of poems. When reciting poems, the most important thing is that rocks from other mountains can attack jade. The woman interrupted his poetry mood. He sighed, raised his head, and glanced at Huang Yi in the distance.
The old man said casually: "You must have lived for thousands of years."
The woman laughed angrily: "I'm not talking about him!"
Xie Yuan was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said: "You said that the Qing Shi Sword Immortal who also practices thunder magic, let me guess, he is at most a hundred years old, which is about the same as the 'Sword Immortal Xu Jun' from Jinjiazhou. He is both
We have great talents in swordsmanship who have risen to the occasion, but the one in front of us is younger."
The old sword cultivator Yu Yue rolled his eyes when he heard this. He felt uncomfortable, and he couldn't tell Xie Yuan the truth directly. The sword cultivator in green shirt in front of him is the hidden official that you, little melon, have been thinking about, the one who made you Xie Yuan.
The person who shouted, "When you meet, you need to bow your head and bow three times."
The top nobles in the world, especially those involved in cross-continental ferry trips to Daoxuan Mountain and business dealings with the Sword Qi Great Wall, are actually more or less interested in the young hidden official who once appeared in the Chunbanzhai Assembly Hall.
We all know about it, but we don’t know much about it. It’s very rough, because the control over the Great Wall of Sword Qi is too strict. For example, the Miyun Xie family in Aai Aizhou can only go through various mountain channels, especially those who have been friends with the Liu family for generations, and their in-laws.
Due to constant reasons, I learned that the last hidden official who took over Xiao Xun's position was very good at doing business, and he was very imposing. When he first appeared in Xuanxuan Mountain, he was accompanied by a large group of local and foreign swordsmen. That was ten people.
Several real swordsmen with numerous military exploits!
Li Baoping was originally a little worried that Li Huai would be affected by the mountain-top battle. Unexpectedly, Li Huai stood firmly on the spot like a normal person, muttering and mumbling by himself.
It's over. It's easy to say that we lost the battle. At worst, we can drag the young Taoist to apply oil on the soles of his feet. It's really not possible. Anyway, Chen Pingan is here. As long as you hide behind Chen Pingan, everything will be easy.
But if he wins this battle, it will be a disservice to Chen Ping'an. Wouldn't the young Taoist want to make enemies on the mountain? If he is being stared at, he will only be a thief for a thousand days in the world, so there is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days.
So Li Huai tentatively said in his heart: "Brother Nen, can we admit defeat? Otherwise, I will have to be in fear every day when I walk around the world and worry about getting a sap."
The young Taoist felt as if he had been struck by lightning, so he gritted his teeth and pretended not to hear Uncle Li's hint.
This fight was painless and my hands weren’t even hot yet!
The tender Taoist's hands moved more and more fiercely, and the sword was struck with thunderous force.
Forcing that Ascension Realm player to either kneel down and kowtow and admit defeat to show sincerity, or simply go to the opponent's little world and fight heartily.
Thinking about it again, the young Taoist seems to have suffered another heavenly disaster. Damn it, in this small world of his own, of course he and Li Huai can talk casually. But how can Li Huai ignore the restrictions of the world and talk to him?
The uncle is the uncle.
Could it be some secret technique taught by the old blind man? But Li Huai clearly said it himself that he didn't learn a single move from the old blind man.
Seeing that the young Taoist didn't listen to his words, Li Huai had no choice but to turn to Li Baoping and ask, "Baoping, what should I do?"
Li Baoping said: "This senior will stop. What to do next, you don't have to think too much, senior will handle it properly."
Li Huai grinned, relieved, and made up for himself by saying, "Besides, if Chen Ping'an is not here, will I be afraid of trouble? I'm the only one who should be afraid of trouble!"
In fact, many of Li Huai's ideas were different from those of ordinary people since he was a child.
For example, when Li Baoping threw his pants on a tree branch, Li Huai, who was sobbing loudly, was worried not about being embarrassed or whether he would be laughed at by Shi Chunjia with braids for a long time, but about a new pair of pants, which were already valuable.
If he doesn't go home, my mother will feel very distressed. She may have to twist his arm, otherwise it's okay not to wear pants, it's very cool. But if his arm is pinched, it will really hurt. Even if my mother turns around and gives him another
To buy a new pair of trousers, the family would definitely not have the money to buy chicken legs. Look at how his sister Li Liu looks. She is already skinny and not good-looking. How can she get married in the future? So that pair is hung high on the
You must not lose your pants on the tree.
Another example is Old Man Yang, who threw a few yellowed books to him. They were so inconspicuous in the bulging package. The covers and first few pages of the books seemed to have been torn off, and there were many inside, probably from Shan Shu.
There are many laws and rules, don't learn this, don't do that, this method will harm the merits of heaven, and that magical power will be defeated by the great way... I learned a hammer, so I picked and chose, and Li Huai learned that one.
This is good, there is nothing fussy about it, there are no taboos in learning it, and it is practical.
Old Man Yang left a letter to Li Huai and explained some things in the letter.
For example, ask him to find an old gentleman somewhere in the future, and learn a few talismans from that old man. This man once traveled to Lizhu Cave, stayed there for many years, and often drank with your father. He has many skills but is not overwhelmed.
Having a skill at hand is always more stable than having more money in your pocket...
Just like when the old man at home is nagging, he gets upset, but when the old man stops nagging, he becomes sad.
Nan Guangzhao was in an extremely bad mood at this time. He was similar to how his junior Yun Jie looked at his direct descendant. He felt that this Yun Jie was really a loser and a troublemaker.
With that young Taoist, the logic made no sense at all. Looking at the opponent's posture, he was willing to stop only if he fell down. Nan Guangzhao had no choice but to use the magical power at the bottom of the box and directly sacrificed a small weapon that was also completely refined by him.
Cave sky.
The young Taoist laughed loudly, sheathed the long sword, and threw it into the Qiankun in his sleeve, "Finally, I have the courage to ascend to the realm!"
Li Huai said hurriedly: "Be careful!"
The young Taoist glanced back at the young man in Confucian shirt on the shore, and was stunned. Would this kid really care about the life and death of a watchdog? What was he trying to do? He couldn't figure it out.
The young Taoist shook his head and stopped thinking if he couldn't understand. This point was similar to that of Li Huai. It's no wonder that the two of them got together and neither of them felt awkward.
As the figures of the two Ascension Realms disappeared, Yuanyangzhu instantly became clear and bright, and the sun reappeared.
Almost all the monks felt relieved, and most of the Qi practitioners, escorted by their masters, hurriedly moved away from Yuanyangzhu, a place of right and wrong.
There were two fights in one fight. First there was a Sword Immortal, an Immortal, and then two Ascension Realms. It was enough to watch the excitement.
What's more, God knows whether the small world in Nanzhao will collapse on the spot?
Immortal Yunqiao must be the monk with the heaviest heart.
I couldn't leave, but not far away there was a swordsman in blue with his hands in his sleeves and a smile on his face.
Nan Guangguang, who had always been the half-talented amulet of Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion, seemed to be in trouble. Who could have expected that a peak ascension realm would pop up to disrupt the situation.
According to common sense, who among the strongest people in the Ascension Realm has not gone to the temple? Nan Guangzhao, who is sitting on the bench in the Ascension Realm and is left alone in the temple, should be invincible.
But that Zhuolu Songzi is now participating in the discussion at the temple. How will it end today?
There are many great monks from the Middle Earth who have extremely high realms. They choose a blessed land in the mountains and devote themselves to practice. In the silence of the mountains, they realize the Tao and live forever, and their fighting skills do not match their realm.
Yun Jie secretly planned that, and he was very confident. Deep down in his heart, he actually looked down on the old Feisheng, the thousand-year-old king and the eighty-thousand-year-old tortoise who had rotten souls and lived for a long time.
Even though he still had a flying sword, which Yun Jie held in his hands, Chen Ping'an seemed to be the one holding the lifeline of Yun Jie's avenue.
Chen Ping'an couldn't help but think of his senior brother's words.
Speaking of asking for a sword, it is a very simple matter, that is, you throw out one more sword than your opponent.
For example, if a sword is extended, the other party dies, and the question of sword is over. If the sword is extended to each other, you will extend the last sword, and of course you will win.
At that time, Chen Ping'an had just finished a "questioning the sword".
The senior brother was motionless from the beginning to the end, but the junior brother was already lying half-dead on the top of the city.
Chen Ping'an boldly said, "Senior brother, it's easy to say."
Anyway, the sword practice is over, senior brother can't deal with himself any more. As for whether he will suffer any consequences during the next sword practice, let's not worry about it for now.
The left and right man was not angry, and just said: "Practice swordsmanship, study, and conduct yourself in the world. You need to do it with ease."
Chen Pingan lay down where he was, not daring to push any further, so he asked a question he had been curious about for a long time, "How does senior brother practice swordsmanship?"
In fact, this question, except for the boss Jianxian who is not interested, everyone in the Great Wall of Sword Qi wants to ask it carefully.
Zuo Zuo said: "Before going to sea, I learned straight-line swordsmanship. After a few years at sea, I practiced arc-shaped swordsmanship. Now that the two swordsmanship lines have been established, then
Well, before I come to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, it’s not called practicing swordsmanship, it’s just sword sharpening.”
After a brief pause, he added, "It's not very interesting. So I came here to take a look."
Chen Ping'an quickly sat up and asked, "What happens next? Has Senior Brother learned a new swordsmanship line?"
Zuo Zuo did not give a direct answer, but just said: "It was not difficult to break through the realm in the first place, but when I came here, I realized that no matter how many vertical and horizontal directions there are, it is still not enough. In addition, the arc is still not perfect enough, so it is not easy to merge."
Chen Ping'an didn't quite understand the implication of his senior brother's words at that time.
I only heard one thing. Senior brother could have hoped to break through the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but suddenly his horizons became higher, and the bottleneck for breaking through became bigger than ever.
Until Chen Pingan met Pei Min, and then met Wu Shuangjiang, especially today when Immortal Yunjie sacrificed the "Yuting Furnace", the two swords were ready to go, and being pointed by the sword tip, Chen Pingan could only
I feel a chill running down my spine, as if a sword is very close at hand, and my robe, skin, and soul may be cut open at any time with just one sword strike.
Then Chen Ping'an understood the true meaning of what his senior brother said back then.
To put it simply, once the senior brother and his left and right are united in the fourteenth realm, then the place he stands on, a world, whether it is within a few miles or a hundred miles, there will be several, dozens, or even hundreds of them.
Around two people, they handed the sword to one place at the same time, as a question of swordsmanship.
Probably this is the ultimate realm that all swordsmen pursue.
Everything is done with one sword.
Senior brother, this kind of state cannot be learned through study.
Because sword cultivation requires the purest character of mind.
Chen Pingan smiled and reminded the immortal Yun Jie: "Taoist Nen and I are what Brother Qingzhu calls foreigners. Ancestor Yun Jie can take this opportunity to win over his friends and attract the common enemies of the monks from China.
Maybe we can solve this situation."
Yun Jie is very good at nourishing qi, so he ignores it.
But if the green-shirted swordsman didn't point this matter out, Yun Zhe would really find an opportunity to make it happen.
In Yun Jie's heart, he became more and more afraid of this person.
Provoking a Sword Immortal for no reason is already very difficult. What if this Sword Immortal is also deep-seated, good at calculations, and acts insidiously?
Will the plum masters and orchid immortals of Jiuzhenxian Pavilion, especially those who are the direct descendants of the ancestral master hall, have to go down the mountain to practice in the future? If the monks of the sect go out, take a ferry, or ride on the wind, they will be hit by a flying sword.
, even if the sword immortal doesn't kill people, but only wants to hurt people, isn't the Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion equivalent to sealing the mountain in the end?
The man's voice sounded again in Yunqiao Xin Lake, which gave the immortal a headache.
"Previously on the shore of Yuanyangzhu, I had the opportunity to chat with two great monks, Qin Zao and Yan Yan. However, the two seniors were filled with indignation and scolded me harshly. Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion's Mountain Popularity
, it’s so good that I regret making such a big misunderstanding with Patriarch Yun Jie.”
Yun Jie sneered in his heart, so stern and stern? He was too stern to even get close to you, the swordsman? Qin Zao, on the other hand, is not too big a fan of watching the excitement. He might be willing to help, but he doesn’t really mean it.
Wanting to help Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion get out of trouble is just fanning the flames in order to prevent chaos in the world. Anyway, no matter how big the mess is, he doesn't need to clean it up.
Yun Jie asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? Why are you fighting to the death with Jiuzhen Immortal Hall?!"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "To die or not? It's out of the question. As for me, I'm a wild cultivator. What can I do when I come to the Divine Continent of Middle Earth? What can I do when I come to Yuanyangzhu? The most I can do is fish. Brother Qingzhu, don't mess with me.
, how can I have any relationship with a major sect in Middle-earth like Jiuzhen Immortal Hall."
Yunxiao's heartstrings were tense.
Yexiu.
Where in the world do wild cultivators yearn for the most? Of course it is the Baidi City among the colorful clouds.
So when he heard this person mention the word "yexiu", Yun Jie would naturally think this way.
Chen Ping'an said abruptly: "Master Yunqie, do you think we have flooded the Dragon King Temple?"
Yunqiao was shocked.
Could it be that this person took action today with the secret instruction of that person?! Did Baidi City want to take the opportunity to attack Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion?
Chen Pingan was distracted at the same time chatting with the old swordsman on the shore.
Because this chief guest of the Xie family in Miyun had just taken the initiative to inquire about the matter, which made Chen Ping'an feel dumbfounded.
"Lord Yin Guan, several of my direct disciples are useless. The one with the highest level is a Nascent Soul whose soul has become too old to be useful. The rest are all unable to take on the important role, so... can you
?”
Seeing that Yin Guan didn't answer, Yu Yue became a little impatient. No longer reserved in words, he got straight to the point and said straightforwardly: "I will definitely spend all my money to teach swordsmanship, sell iron, and help my disciples cultivate flying swords. If I don't cultivate a person in the upper five realms in the future."
Sword Immortal... Sword Cultivator, from now on Lord Yin Guan will only come to your door to ask questions!"
Yu Yue is really greedy.
My old friend Pu He got lucky and accepted a pair of Sword Immortal embryos from the Great Wall of Sword Qi as his direct heirs, the boy Ye Du and the girl Sesshu. The girl's sword training aptitude is worthy of being amazing, but the boy's aptitude is even better.
, especially the conversation... I insist on it.
It's not that one family doesn't belong to the same family. Pu He was completely attracted to that young disciple, and he was even happier than having a son who came late.
Not only Pu He, but also I heard that Song Pin from Jinjia Continent, Xie Zhi from Fuyao Continent, Xie Songhua from Aai Ai Continent, all these Haoran Sword Immortals who traveled far away from the Sword Qi Great Wall, all received the Sword Immortal embryos from the Sword Qi Great Wall as their direct descendants.
And listening to Pu He's tone, it seems that it was carefully arranged by Lord Yin Guan. Then that's enough. Pu Lao'er went to the Sword Qi Great Wall in Yu Pu Realm. He got two apprentices and went there himself. At that time, he was in Jin Dan Realm.
, then let’s make a half-movement, and Mr. Yin Guan will send a disciple as a gift?
Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "If senior had spoken earlier, I could really help. It's a bit late to talk about this matter now. But if senior is willing to wait, he can wait until the fifth world opens again, and then visit Feisheng City.
I can have people start selecting disciple candidates for the senior a few years earlier. As long as there is a real connection, the senior can take him away from Ascension City."
Yu Yue was very worried when he heard this, "We have to wait for several years."
Chen Pingan remembered that there were nine sword immortal embryos on the hilltop of his home, but most of them had arrangements.
But thinking of two of the children, Chen Pingan thought for a while and said: "Senior, if you are free, you can go to Luoluo Mountain in Aquarius Island. I have two children on the top of the mountain. They may be willing to practice swordsmanship with my senior. I only dare to
It's possible, but I can't guarantee anything here. It still depends on the senior's vision and the two children's own ideas. Whether it succeeds or not, senior can go to Luopo Mountain and give it a try first."
Yu Yue was overjoyed, "If it works, why not? It's a good thing to go to Yin Guan's hometown for a trip, even if you don't get a disciple."
Yu Yue suddenly asked again, "Master Yin Guan, can you ask me something else?"
It was really hard to say anything, but the opportunity was rare, so the old swordsman only spoke half of the words, and then started to be reserved again.
Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Senior, if you are willing to be the worshipper and guest, it doesn't matter whether you name it or not. I can't ask for it. It's just that there is nothing to discuss about the salary and the god's money. My Luo Luoshan has just entered the Zongzitou Mountain Gate.
Within a few days, I didn’t have much money in my pocket.”
Yu Yue laughed and said: "Then I will spend money to buy a guest with Mr. Yin Guan. As for the enshrinement, forget it. It's not that I don't want to, but I don't have the shame. After all, I can't stay in Aquarius Island often and be a guest.
Guest guest, if something really happens, Feijian Chuanxin Miyun Xie family is here. From now on, I will eat and drink there a lot, and I will be on call for safekeeping. Lord Yin Guan, don’t worry, I will definitely be a guest guest.
It's a good deal. There are definitely not many people in Baopingzhou who recognize Yu Yue. He cuts people with his sword and runs away without any trace. He guarantees that the matters assigned by Mr. Yin Guan will be done neatly and beautifully.
!”
Chen Pingan smiled and said okay.
Yu Yue felt refreshed and contented. He was also accepted as a guest, and there was hope for the closed disciples.
Chen Pingan glanced at the Xie family member and remembered something.
Two sword immortals from Ai Aizhou, Zhang Shao and Li Ding, traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi together. In the end, they left for a foreign land and never returned to their hometown.
In addition to Xie Songhua, they are all flowers inside the wall and fragrance outside the wall. The three sword immortals, regardless of male or female, seem to have no good impression of the customs and customs of their hometown Aaizhou, and they are not willing to practice in their hometown, let alone start a sect.
A faction was established.
It's like a white continent that can't keep the Sword Immortal alive.
Therefore, as long as a foreign swordsman is willing to have his name in Aai Aizhou, he will receive a large amount of immortal money.
For example, Yu Yue has the names of two enshrined and three guest ministers, of course not all of them are in Aai'ai Continent, Middle-earth Divine Continent, and his hometown Liuxia Continent. Take these money while lying down.
It is normal for him to be looked down upon by his old friend Pu He.
It's just that Mr. Pu's words are indeed too unpleasant. Why don't you eat hot food at home and go out to eat shit?
Liu Caishen once took the lead and helped Ai Aizhou negotiate privately with Master Huolong, hoping to spend money to buy back the word "North" with Beiju Luzhou. It was not that Liu Jubao had too much money and no place to spend it, but that it involved the luck of the sword.
One thing.
Chen Pingan took the lead and looked at a place in the distance.
Even better than Immortal Yunqiao, Qin Zao and others, they had to divert their attention earlier.
There were ripples in the sky, and the old man in yellow strode out, holding an Ascended Realm man's neck in his hand, dragging him like a dead dog.
The old man in yellow threw the dying Nanzhao into the river near Yuanyangzhu, and laughed and said: "The Taoism is rotten."
Yun Qi's eyelids trembled, and he took the initiative to loosen the flying sword bound by the five-color rope, and said in his heart: "How to compensate?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Since it is possible that you are half a member of your family, then you can continue to act in a play with me?"
Yun Jie said: "I would like to hear the details."
Yun Jie was sure that this person must be closely related to the one from Baidi City.
It's so similar.
The man suddenly changed his words and said: "In fact, City Lord Zheng and I have never met. Ancestor Yun Jie probably misunderstood."
Yunqiao took a reassurance.
Not only are they like him in words, but they are also like him in deeds.
And they look alike!
The young Taoist landed on the shore floating in the air. During this period, he and Lao Zhouzi, whose identity he recognized in the distance, looked at each other from a distance, and they both saw a look of admiration in the other's eyes.
In the wild peach pavilion, Haoran Gu Qingsong.
Heroes are on the same journey, and it is inevitable to feel sympathy for each other in the loneliness on the road.
There was too much commotion in Yuanyangzhu. The pink-robed man who was sitting in the house in Panshui County doing nothing felt like a God-given opportunity, so Liu Chicheng didn't even bother to use his magical power to see mountains and rivers. Where can he go without his senior brother?
So he half pulled and half dragged Chai Bofu to join in the fun, and saw Chen Ping'an from a distance. Liu Chicheng was quite happy at first, but when he looked again, there was a woman in red on the bank, and Liu Chicheng stopped hastily. Yufeng and Long Bo looked at each other and saw one word in their eyes, retreat!
Unexpectedly, Chen Pingan had already greeted him with a smile: "Brother Liu, what a coincidence?"
Liu Chicheng patted Chai Bofu on the shoulder.
Chai Bofu nodded, tilted his head, and fainted from serious injuries on the spot.
Liu Chicheng was caught off guard. He was a dead Taoist, but he was a poor Taoist. He didn't help the Chai Bo Fu. Liu Chicheng let Brother Long Bo fall to the ground in the middle of the winter. He smiled brightly, waved and said loudly: "Long time no see!"
Yun Jie looked at the eye-catching pink Taoist robe, and then at the green shirt that he kept saying had nothing to do with Baidi City.
Yun Zhen suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and with great respect, he said to the swordsman: "I have met Mr. Zheng."
Chen Ping'an said: "It's all about that."
No matter how courageous he is, he will not pretend to be the lord of Baidi City under Zheng Juzhong's nose.
Yun Zhe said in a trembling voice: "Junior understands."