In those years, the cultivators we cut together

In the evening, the sky over Lu Guoguo's capital was fiery red, that is, fiery red clouds, which meant that tomorrow would be a sunny day with clear skies.

Lin Xiaolu and Ling Wei each led their horses, walked through the busy city next to the river, and passed by the windmill street where colorful windmills were sold. They planned to find an inn to spend the night.

Looking at the stalls selling windmills one after another on the street, Ling Wei couldn't hold back after all, bought a small windmill, and then waved the windmill around while leading the horse for a walk, and then looked at the windmill that was constantly spinning due to the wind. Windmill straight music.

Seeing this slightly childish scene, Lin Xiaolu couldn't help but smile, and then, wearing a black gauze robe, he walked into an inn called "Ningxiang Pavilion", and met the bluffing little girl Pleasant and leisurely ordered dinner.

In the next few days, Lin Xiaolu would take Ling Wei and the two horses to fly with all his strength every morning. Although he could not teleport, his flying speed was much faster than ordinary alchemy monks. But even so, he can't cross a continent that used to be a world in a short time. After all, this place is different from Beiyao. Beiyao is not far from the border of the continent, so he can reach the border in such a short time, but here No, here is really going to span a small world.

Compared with flying at full speed in the morning, in the afternoon, Lin Xiaolu and Ling Wei will slow down together, or ride a horse, or walk, taste the food of different places every day, appreciate all kinds of wonderful customs, and move forward bit by bit .

This kind of life is quite comfortable, not in a hurry, it feels very comfortable, and what surprised Lin Xiaolu is that the Canglan Realm seems to be very harmonious. He didn't encounter any special incidents along the way, and occasionally passed by Several Xiuxian sects didn't feel that there was anything wrong, they were all very ordinary sects.

In this way, every morning and afternoon, Lin Xiaolu and Ling Wei got along more and more smoothly, and finally arrived at the border of Canglan Continent after a period of time.

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"Mr. Xiaolu, this journey is so boring, you haven't even made a move yet."

On the border of Canglan Continent, in a certain city inn, Ling Wei said helplessly while drinking soy milk:

"It's been a long time since people saw you pretending to be aggressive."

Across the table, Lin Xiaolu glanced at the girl whose mouth was all milky white from drinking soy milk, and corrected:

"This is a good thing. It means that no one was harmed. It also means that the Cultivation Sect of the Canglan Continent is very good and takes good care of the mortals."

After finishing speaking, he poured himself a glass of wine and asked with a smile:

"Where is the next continent?"

"Let me take a look." Ling Wei took out the map from the ring, spread it out on the table, and began to study it carefully.

After a while, she said: "The next continent is Yuheng Continent."

After finishing speaking, she was surprised for a moment, then raised her head, looking at Lin Xiaolu eagerly.

Sensing her strange gaze, Lin Xiaolu asked casually: "What's wrong?"

"Hey, Teacher Xiaolu, have you heard of Can Jianzi?"

Lin Xiaolu shook his head, he had never heard of this name.

In the dim yellow inn, Ling Wei said happily:

"Mr. Xiaolu, this disabled swordsman used to be from the world of cultivating immortals. He was a very old power in the realm of heaven and man. He was stuck in the realm of heaven and man for a long time. Later, the realm of cultivating immortals collapsed. The Heng Continent is now the most powerful sword cultivator in the entire Yuheng Continent, even in the entire Three Thousand Continent, in terms of swordsmanship, he is only inferior to the Chicken Leg Sword God Ah Yi."

After hearing the introduction, Lin Xiaolu nodded slowly, without any disturbance in his heart.

If this so-called Can Jianzi really existed in the world of cultivating immortals, he should be much older than himself, and he can be regarded as a senior. surpassed him.

Although it's true that you can't judge a hero by age when it comes to cultivation, this can also be reflected from the side. This senior's strength should be average, at least for me.

Lin Xiaolu heard from Bingtang'er that Ah Yi's master, Senior Jianshang, was the oldest group of Heavenly Human Realm powers besides Mr. Zhong Ni. Because of his age, he had not broken through in the realm more than 200 years ago. In the end, he was helpless. The matter of immortal death, so he is very clear, if the current Ha Yi is the number one sword cultivator in the world, it means that no one in the sword cultivator is his opponent, because although Ha Yi is good, he is still slightly inferior to him One way, I used to be his elder brother anyway, unless Ah Yi's master is still there, then it is possible to fight with him.

Therefore, he was not at all interested in this so-called Can Jianzi.

But he was not interested, but Ling Wei was very interested. At this moment, she looked at Lin Xiaolu expectantly, and offered to suggest:

"Mr. Xiaolu, should we go to the sect of Senior Can Jianzi? I really want to learn how to play swords."

Lin Xiaolu: ...

He thought for a while, then shook his head decisively:

"That Can Jianzi's strength should be mediocre, there is no need."

Ling Wei: ...

Well, as Teacher Xiaolu, it is indeed qualified to say that Can Jianzi is average in strength.

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Sinanjie, Emei, Qingluan Temple, the main peak

The afterglow of the setting sun penetrated into the gate of the palace and shone on the tall, white duck in the hall. The duck's eyes were tightly wrinkled and its expression was stern, as if it was waiting for something.

Soon, the golden emptiness in front of it suddenly twisted, and a young Taoist priest wearing a navy blue Taoist robe with a tough face and a wooden sword on his back appeared out of thin air.

"I didn't get in touch with Elder Li and the former head, nor did I get in touch with Mr. Zhong Ni."

Hearing this, the duck looked at the young man's expectant eyes slightly dimmed, and then asked the young man in front of him:

"Ah Yi is still Quanzhen?"

"En." The young man nodded with a strange expression, then paused.explained:

"Ah Yi is not only the Elder Keqing of our Emei, but also the suzerain of the Ancient Sword Sect of the Great Wilderness. It is understandable that he is a little busy every day. I will go to Quanzhen to find him soon."

Hearing this, the duck curled her lips in disdain: "Ah Yi is getting more and more stupid, now that little girl who stays in Quanzhen is reluctant to come back."

The young man scratched his head and didn't refute. He just skipped the topic and asked:

"Shuai Shuai Ya, what should we do now? How about I ask Chu Chu to visit the head? They have known each other since childhood, and they are both girls. It would be more appropriate for Chu Chu to ask."

In the hall, the handsome duck stood with its feathers on its back, its face full of contemplation, then it shook its head hesitantly, and said:

"The matter this time is not so simple. In this way, I will issue a "de" order in two days, and call all Sinan's brothers over to discuss it together. Xiao Yu'er can't go on like this."

After finishing speaking, Shuai Shuai Ya raised his head, looked at the young man in front of him and said:

"Chen Nianyun, you should also make a trip. Go to Yaoguang Continent to invite Zhuge Dan. If you can also find Brother Weimeng from Xiangshen Continent, Basong Weimeng has successfully changed gender. It is more convenient when there are many women."

Hearing this, Chen Nianyun nodded, although he felt that the matter was not so serious and it was a bit exaggerated to call so many people together, but he always obeyed Shuai Shuai Ya's orders.

After receiving the order, he turned around neatly and prepared to leave, but before he walked out of the gate, the handsome duck in the hall suddenly added another sentence:

"You go with the glutinous rice balls."

"Pa-ta!" Chen Nianyun, who was about to leave gracefully, staggered and almost fell into a dog eating shit.

He turned his head, the mature and steady expression on his face disappeared, replaced by deep fear and sadness.

Seeing Chen Nianyun's appearance, the handsome duck couldn't bear it, but it directly raised its duck head to look at the ceiling, then turned a blind eye and said:

"Take the glutinous rice balls away for a while, really, let Emei rest, a little Yu'er is big enough for me now."