Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

   Chapter 555 Chapter 552. Silly Swordsman Ruthless Sword

   Hearing Mo Chanyi’s theory of ruining the house, Lao Jiang nodded in approval. He thought Chanyi’s description of Immortal Venerable was great.

   is too appropriate.

   deserves to be the power of the sea of ​​suffering. It is transparent to look at the problem, and the speech is also nice.

   is very different from those coquettish **** who know something but have to hide it, the old riddles.

  It seems to say nothing, but it seems to point out something important.

  This is the art of speaking.

  Xianzun nodded when he saw Lao Jiang nodded and said:

   "Just understand.

  You, this trip to Xihai to look at your house Mo Jun.

  He is a little bit going to demolish the house now.

  The Mo family’s fairy gate rescued this world from crisis and turned the tide in the building. Everyone remembers this kindness and cares more about the Mo family.

   But if Lord Mo really has a tiger in his heart, and he has done such a deed that harms this realm, then I should not blame the deity for not talking about the past. "

   "Uh, actually what my head is going to do, I don't know now."

  Lao Jiang said with a headache:

   "His dull gourd temperament is really sad."

   "Hey, Mo Lan, this deity is not easy to evaluate."

  Chan Yi Xianzun said very sorrowfully:

   "This time, the vicissitudes of life, people, always look forward, living a good present is the most important thing. However, a thoughtful person like Mo Lan always wants to stay in the good old days.

  He is not evading reality, he is also a pillar, but he is not attached to the past and does not want to let go.

  No more, let him go. "

  After speaking, Ruyue blinked her eyes and rolled over again, leaning comfortably in Lao Jiang's arms, unaware of what had happened to her just now.

  Looking at Lao Jiang's eyes twitched.

  Now he finally knows why everyone doesn't like Taofuyuan or Mo Chanyi Xianzun anymore.

  This red fairy road, incarnation of tens of thousands, turned out to be this mode.

  Who can stand this?

  In case of offending Xianzun, and the person next to the pillow wiped his neck in the middle of the night, isn’t this a practical example of being shot eight times in the back and then convicted of suicide?

   Horror.

   "But there must be an upper limit for doing so, right?"

  Lao Jiang rubbed his chin, thinking:

  "It’s not like you can even search for the path, and the sea of ​​bitterness can be controlled in this way. It’s too scary. Forget it, don’t want this anymore. People who think are frustrated and watch the game.

   Continue to watch the game. "

——

  Watching the game comfortably on Laojiang, another place tens of thousands of miles away.

  The northern border of East Turkey, near the land of the demon in the north, on the Kunlun Mountains that stretch for thousands of miles, where the Kunlun Sword Fairy live, there is a discussion about him.

  As the mainstay of the Immortal League, this Kunlun faction is also a holy place for swordsmanship in the world. It stands to reason that it should be the magnificent place of the big sect.

  Of course, the mountain gate architecture of this school is simple.

  There was no large-scale construction of civil engineering, mountains and cracked rocks, and magnificent sect halls were built. Instead, there was an "original ecology" scene everywhere.

  It is a quaint mountain gate, standing halfway up the mountain.

  At the top of the mountain, where the main body of the sect is, there is only an endless stretch of swordsman's house. In short, it is not particular about it, and it does not have any grand authority.

  Probably because the sword repairers love swords and don't enjoy them in unexpected things.

  However, the Kunlun School looks low-key, but it has characteristics that are very different from other schools.

  For example, in front of the Zongmen Hall that they sculpted through the mountain, a giant sword to the sky was inserted on the cliff.

  The small half of the sword is pierced into the ground, and there are eight chains extending from the sword grid to the west, fixing the eight floating islands suspended outside the mountain in the sea of ​​clouds.

  This sword, named Kunlun, is the sword used by the Kunlun Sect's Open Mountain Sect Master.

Overbearing and unparalleled, it has been in this place for nearly five hundred years, and its sword aura is still extremely sharp. This giant sword is the eye of the Kunlun Mountain Guardian Sword Formation. The remaining 999 spirit swords are all made with this sword Manipulated by the core.

  Kunlun sword is also a well-known spiritual sword weapon in the sorrow wood realm.

  It is almost impossible to destroy it.

  Fang Qingyun told Lao Jiang that the Kunlun Sect’s guards had almost no weakness, because the sword in front of him was too sharp.

  It is a pity that its owner founded the Kunlun Sect, Zhuge Wanli, who was respected by the sword repairmen as the "sword saint", but died in the Xihai dying demons five hundred years ago.

  The Juggernaut has passed away, leaving Lingbao here, supporting a sect, and it has to be embarrassing.

  Outside the main body of the Kunlun School, the eight floating islands suspended in the sea of ​​clouds are also unique. There are also eight sword houses on them, each with a famous taboo, representing the place where the eight elders of the Kunlun School raise swords.

  Beneath the height of the Jianlu, above the floating island, there are all kinds of swords inserted everywhere, like sword mounds like eight hedgehogs.

  Beside every sword, there is a disciple.

  At this time, early in the morning, it is a good time for sword repairers to take advantage of the spirit of the Kunlun sword to warm up their spirit swords.

  Uh, sword slaves are not counted. They themselves are "spirit sword scabbards", and they don't use the sword energy of Kunlun sword to sharpen the spirit sword kendo.

  In this early morning, when the morning sun was born, when the purple gas came to the east, under the Kunlun spirit sword blade, on the ancient sword altar, several elders were discussing matters here.

  Looking at each of them frowning, they knew that the matter at hand was very troublesome.

   "Fang Qingyun's primordial spirit is obliterated, just in the early morning, on the deserted island in the West Sea."

  The old white-bearded man wearing linen clothes and carrying an unsheathed epee whispered:

"Anyone who was wiped out together was the 27 sword slaves who were sent to pursue evil repairs. None of them returned. The 27 spirit swords were also disconnected from the sword grave. The old man felt that they were scattered by the sword. Everywhere in the West Sea.

  The old man had to send his disciple there to take the spirit sword back.

  It's just this sword slave, is it still sent? "

   "What kind of pie?"

  The female swordsman in Caiyi opposite him is holding a slender strange sword, a sword-shaped sword with a snake coiled around it, revealing an evil.

  This female cultivator can't see her age, and she always has a strange air when she speaks.

  She glanced at the Zongmen Hall that was carved out of the mountain in the distance, and said in a bad tone:

   "These twenty-seven, plus the 18 who went to Nanhuang yesterday, and the four sword slaves by the waste. In just one day, I lost nearly fifty sword slaves in the mountain.

   is still a master at cultivating the gods, and the spirit swords they hold are all top-grade. Such a loss is already very heavy.

   Ask me to say that it is enough to do this step for the waste that will only cause trouble.

  The opponent is difficult and fierce. It's probably the trash that provokes people who shouldn't be offended. Now it is clear that the sword slaves are sent to death. If you want to hunt down the murderers, the elders have to go ahead. "

   "Junior Sister said that is not good."

  The last one stayed on a cane and looked at the old man, who was about to fall out like an old birthday star, coughed, and said in a gentle voice:

  "Fang Qingyun is a disciple of my Kunlun school, and a relative of the head of the school, and it is also related to the breakthrough of the head of the unfeeling kendo. In public or private, we can't turn a blind eye to his frustration.

  The head is now in retreat, once it is out, it will be the power of the sea of ​​suffering. "

  The old man shook his head, and nodded on the ground with the green bamboo stick sword in his hand. He lowered his voice and said to the junior and younger sisters in front of him:

   "I, I know what you are thinking in your mind. But it's not that the two of you don't understand, even if you are pretending, you have to pretend to be very concerned about the matter."

   "Brother Qingzhu, this is not our sect's internal affairs, it is a private matter of the head."

  The female sword repairer vomited extremely dissatisfied:

  "In the past few years, how many times have we done just rubbing the **** for Fang Qingyun's troubles? That little bunny relied on his head to ‘love’ and provoke powerful enemies everywhere.

  You have forgotten that five years ago, we almost went to a full-scale battle with that difficult curse sect because of his frivolous disciple of the Five Elements Square. Fortunately, the Fairy Alliance was able to mediate it.

  There is also the matter of the Liangyi Mochen Mountain, can you forget it?

  The little **** secretly slept with the disciple and Taoist companion, and almost caused a mess. You have to apologize, Brother Qingzhu, and send seven top-grade spirit swords to the suffering master and the sect of the family, and this will settle the matter.

  Whose inheritance can withstand that second generation ancestor so bad?

  This Kunlun school is not solely owned by their family! Before the master died in battle, he left a will, saying that we disciples should unite and maintain the inheritance of swordsmanship.

  Senior Brother Fang Tuan is also a shrewd and capable person, but he is confused about his own affairs, and he wants to cultivate unfeeling swordsmanship, and there is more than just this way of killing his wife and destroying his son.

  I see, that little **** died well, and it saves us trouble. "

   "Sound off!"

As soon as    said this, the other two glared at him, especially the old green bamboo sword repair, who hated iron and steel and cursed:

   "Say everything in your heart? I think you are dizzy! You also know that the head of the sword is unfeeling kendo, and the six relatives don't recognize it and make him dissatisfied. It is nothing more than a sword to cut your cultivation base!"

   "I can't help it."

  The girl in Caiyi looked unwilling to look at the snake sword in her hand, and said helplessly:

   "If you cultivate this swordsmanship, you can't lie. What can I do?"

   "So you learn to shut up, sister!"

  The Maijian slender sighed and said:

  "Master asked you to practice the closed mantra back then, but you did not want to practice it. What is it? Brother Qingzhu was right about this, not counting how I waited in my mind.

  I think I sent an elder to hunt down Xie Xiu, and the right should be the last distraction. In this way, the head of the house will not be able to find any mistakes or omissions. "

   "So, who to send?"

The sister in Caiyi blinked, took a step back, and said:

   "Again in advance, this repair will not go! My kendo will break through. I want to use Kunlun Lingbao to sharpen my sword skills, but I can't leave the sect."

   "Who will let you go?"

  Qing Zhu Jianxiu glanced at the girl in Caiyi and said:

"As for your cultivation base, if you leave, you will be cut with a sword. I have to wait for you to take revenge, which is a troublesome matter. In this matter, we have to find someone who is not afraid of offending people and who is not so bright in mind. "

   "Brother mean, let Old Qi go?"

  Ma Yi Jian Xiu rubbed his chin and said:

   "Old Qiyi's congenital body-breaking sword aura has reached the stage, so there is no need to worry about combat effectiveness. It is his brain, if he encounters a cunning one, he is afraid that he will be deceived.

  I'm afraid of something bad. "

   "Isn't that better?"

  Qing Zhu Jianxiu said in a leisurely tone:

"Old Qi was born dull, and he received great favor from the head back then. He will do everything he can. But the old Qi has a weird life, and always encounters all kinds of weird things, but every time he can save him from danger. .

  Let him go, not only to show our determination, but also not to lose the sect's heritage.

  So good. "

  "Brother, if we do this, aren’t we a bit bullying?"

  The sister in Caiyi whispered:

   "Lao Qi, that fool, what if you are really in danger?"

  Hearing this, Qing Zhu Jianxiu said in a gentle tone:

   "Since the younger sister loves Lao Qi, why don't you go for him?"

"Forget it."

  The female Xiu's face changed, and she waved her hand and said:

  "The old seven is tyrannical and can be ranked in the top five in the door. I am a low-level elder, and now I am able to make a breakthrough in the spiritual realm, so I will not be embarrassed by such a skill, where can I do things for him?

  So what, let me tell Lao Qi about it.

  Two brothers, let’s rest first, and I’ll be back when I go. "

  (End of this chapter)