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Below the sea of ​​clouds, to the west of Denglongtai, and to the north of the ferry island, the entire old dragon city fell into a situation where the long river of time stagnated for an instant.

When Fan Junmao saw the snow-white figure like a rainbow falling to the ground, his face was filled with endless nostalgia. In the end, tears filled his eyes. Sitting upright on the sea of ​​clouds, the Confucian gentlemen of later generations pay attention to sitting upright like a corpse and sitting like a god, which is exactly the case.

On the other side of the dust medicine shop, Pei Qian was holding a walking stick, and was exercising crazy swordsmanship in the alley outside the shop door, unaware of the vision of heaven and earth, and the Zhao family's Yinshen on the threshold had remained motionless.

There was a short, wealthy old man in the outer city, who was about to step out, frowned, retracted his foot, and remained motionless, just rolling his eyes, thinking for a while, and traveling far away with a more concealed yin spirit. Sneaky, like a duck to water.

Outside the east gate of the Old Dragon City, Yunlin Jiang's nunnery was blushing, and the natal flying sword was buzzing and trembling in the acupoint, which made her try to see some blurred images.

The patriarch of Zhongxing, surnamed Du in the Tongye clan, squinted his eyes and looked towards the hole in the city wall. The natal immortal soldier Tunjian boat hovered quietly beside him.

In the "doorway" that was forcibly punched out of the city wall, a tall woman in white clothes like snow and with fluttering sleeves was sitting on the pile of rubble, her movements were gentle, and she was holding in her arms a magic weapon that had almost collapsed. The young man was so badly injured that he had passed out. She lowered her head, stretched out a finger, and gently smoothed the young man's frown.

Not far away, stood an old Confucian scholar in shabby green shirt, raising his hand to wipe his forehead, "You are too reckless, making such a big commotion, do you know that, in order to cover your whereabouts, I counted as food I’ve used all my energy. If it wasn’t for the fact that Suishan God was so loyal and let me jump directly to the northern part of Aquarius Island, you would already know the world by now, how can Chen Pingan practice with peace of mind by then?”

Seeing that the woman didn't speak, the old scholar became more and more guilty, and sighed, not looking at the second person of the Xian family on the territory of Tongyezhou, he came to the edge of the wall, holding back the anger in his heart, "Why, since you two like to watch so much It's so lively, why don't you even dare to show your head?"

To the north, a faint figure appeared, vaguely visible, it was a middle-aged Confucian scholar, with a golden jade pendant hanging on his waist, and the script script read "I am good at cultivating awe-inspiring energy".

On the south side, there is a Confucian scholar with the same erratic figure, but he has a rare appearance, and a golden jade pendant is also hung around his waist.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar made a bow and said, "See you sir."

The ancient Confucian scholar in the south was completely indifferent when he saw the literary sage and old scholar, and he didn't even move his eyelids.

The old scholar took a deep breath, pointed to the Zhongxing ancestor of the Tongye Sect, looked at the old Confucian scholar who hung the jade pendant of "Achieve the Way", and asked: "As a saint who is in charge of inspecting the north of Tongyezhou, if you talk about the ten realms?" A qi trainer at the eleventh level travels the world, you can reason that there are many things in the world, and the lights of thousands of families dotted under your feet, you can’t take care of them in the sky. For such a qi trainer at the ascension level, you are blinded by a big lantern Float before your eyes, you still can't see"

The ancient Confucian scholars were silent.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar sighed. He was actually greeted beforehand, saying that Du Mao of Tongyezong would come down the mountain to visit the old dragon city of Aquarius Island under his jurisdiction. Fuji Sect and Taiping Mountain chaos are inside the demon clan, so before Du Mao left the sect, he had filed a report with the ancient Confucian scholars, but the incident happened suddenly, and it was too late to discuss with the academy.So the middle-aged Confucian scholars turned a blind eye.

The restraint of these great monks in the Ascension Realm is an iron law established by Li Sheng. Over the years, there has been a backlash, and even the big monks blatantly ridiculed. Don't strangle them to death, cut grass and roots, keep tigers as a problem, on the contrary, they have strict rules for their own family members, and even if they stretch their arms and legs, they have to be approved by the academy. I love to stay in that Baiyujing, and travel around the world wantonly when I am bored. Why is it that I am alone in the world, and I have to obey the rules when I sneeze?

Du Mao of Tongye Zong was a little impatient, holding his back with one hand, scratching his head with the other, and looked up at the old scholar, "You are a literary sage!"

The old scholar actually left this person aside from the beginning to the end, and said to the two 72 sages who accompanied the two Confucian Confucian Temples sitting in the sky, "You two are the favorite students of the third child, saints, and the old man Three should have taught you, and you should remember that compassion is something that everyone has.”

"Shame and hate, everyone has it"

The former, said to the middle-aged Confucian scholar sitting in the southern part of Aquarius Continent.

The latter was said to the ancient Confucian scholar who allowed Du Mao to go down the mountain and cross the continent to enter the old dragon city.

Scholars who can enter the Confucian temple and accompany the most holy teachers are of course worthy of the name. They are more important than the so-called Confucian saints of the head of Confucian academies. However, Confucian orthodoxy in the whole world still insists on the saying of 72 sages.

The old scholar continued: "Your husband even said that life is what I want; righteousness is also what I want. You can't have both. The one who sacrificed his life for righteousness is now the one who is teaching you. Anyway, the third child can't teach you well anyway, let a child who doesn't read much teach you."

The ancient rare old man looked stiff, and said indifferently: "You are no longer in the Confucian Temple, and you have no accompanying statues, and the lineage of academic traditions has been broken. You should respect my husband as a sub-sage."

The old scholar was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at his eyes, "I didn't call him an old bastard, I already gave him a big face, what are you? It's just a pig's head."

The ancient old man was still expressionless, but the corners of his mouth moved slightly, as if mocking.

The old scholar patted his chest and said to himself: "You must convince people with reason and virtue."

The old scholar sighed, "You two, you know that I can't do anything to you now, so you have nothing to fear, right?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar shook his head and said, "I dare not, and I don't want to."

The ancient Confucian scholar sneered: "Your knowledge is like a shit stick, a stinky fly, and it has ruined the great cause of our Confucian orthodoxy."

This ancient Confucian scholar who hung the golden jade pendant with "the right way helps more" took a step forward instead of retreating, "I'll do it right in front of you, so what can you do?"

The old scholar laughed angrily, "When I was in full swing, you studied hard on my line of knowledge books, and forgot that if I remember correctly, you went to ask Cui Chan for advice, and the result was Cui Chan. I haven't done a few good things in my life, and I learned nothing by scolding you, only learned the sanctimonious manners of the third child, and suggested that Confucianism issue a title of hypocrite in the future, to keep pace with the gentleman, it really hits the nail on the head."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled wryly.

The ancient Confucian scholar's concentration is really good. After being so humiliated by the old scholar, he still looks calm.

The old scholar raised his head, looked up into the sky, and murmured: "A gentleman can be deceived. This is what you said yourself, the third child. I know that you want to add another shackle to the scholar, and you want to echo the holy The old teacher said that self-restraint and rites are benevolence, but when you look at this world now, is it in line with your original intention? You don’t need to look at other people, just look at you, a proud disciple. Because of this, Tangtang Riji Xuegong Daji Jiu, Li Sheng's disciple, in order to have the cheek to beg Bai Ze to help, but what people say, let's see what to look at, I don't think it's necessary to look at it, this world is just not good, it's going downhill, people's hearts are not old Back then when we exchanged knowledge, how did we say it, even though the way is different, we all thought that people today need not be inferior to the ancients, a joke, what a joke.”

The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked at the ancient Confucian scholar to the south, and said with a soft smile, "Otherwise, I will make a mistake with you sir."

The ancient Confucian scholars asked: "What is wrong?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar pondered for a moment, "To cut off people's cultural heritage, you should only start with learning, and you should only start with the choice of the common people and the country, and you should not convince people with force. A Qi practitioner who has ascended to the realm, under the guise, It is unreasonable and impolite to provoke the old god who is the default of the four saints, and wantonly kill a young man who may be a disciple of Wen Sheng."

The ancient Confucian scholar said indifferently: "I am looking at the great achievements of thousands of years, and I am looking at the prosperity of culture for thousands of years."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar shook his head slightly and stopped talking.

The old scholar sat down on the edge of the hole in the wall, "Whether the truth is said or not, whoever said it, whether others listen to it or not, some truths are always there, you don't understand."

Behind him, a cold voice sounded, "It's over."

The old scholar nodded, with his shoulders slumped, his hands folded on his knees, a little discouraged, "It's over, I ran so far, and I still have to cover up your aura all the way, and now I'm talking so much nonsense, there's nothing wrong with it. Energetic and energetic. The most holy teacher, Li Sheng, the third child, and I, have worked so hard to figure out so many good principles, I think they must be returned to this world intact."

The tall woman in white put Chen Pingan down gently, stood up, and slowly walked to the old scholar, "Then it's time for me to explain my reasoning. I agreed in advance that if you dare to stop me, I will accompany you."

The old scholar shook his head and said: "Don't stop me. It's me, a bad old man, who has no ability. That's why Xiao Qi died, and Xiao Ping'an suffered like this. I'm sorry for these two disciples. Some people want to eat Shit, I can't even stop it, what am I doing to stop you who is reasonable?"

Du Mao, who had been standing still watching the play, said with a smile: "Why, he is also a sword cultivator who can't be seen in the world. Immortal Realm can't be the Ascension Realm who ran out from the inverted mountain."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar had strange eyes, and glanced at the ancient Confucian scholar to the south. The latter looked solemn and dignified. It was obvious that facing her was more stressful than facing the old scholar who was once a sage.

The woman in white yawned, took a step forward, landed directly under the wall, and walked forward slowly.

An old sword with no scabbard and hilt hanging from his waist, was full of rust, except for a small section at the tip of the sword, which was extremely sharp and shiny.

The ancient Confucian scholar said in a deep voice: "If you dare to make a move, you will break the rules of this world."

The woman in white just walked forward slowly, reaching out to pat her mouth, as if she had just woken up.

The old sword was not fastened securely, so as she walked, the tip of the sword swayed slightly, and the snow-white sword glow fluctuated.

Du Mao's thoughts turned sharply, and he withdrew his hands, trying to deduce the secret, but suddenly found that this world had been imprisoned, and he could no longer calculate the true origin of the tall woman in front of him.

On the way forward, she turned to the middle-aged Confucian scholar and said, "For the sake of what you said, go out."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar frowned slightly, but found that the old scholar was waving at him, hesitated a little, and still dispersed his figure, leaving this mainstay "small world" that the long river of time circles around.

She turned her eyes a little to the south, and squinted at the ancient Confucian scholar, "Get out."

The old scholar didn't move any more.

The ancient Confucian scholars asked: "Do you really want to compete with this world's Dao?"

The tall woman tilted her head, stretched out a finger, and lightly pressed the top of the old sword, "It has been sharpened a bit, but it should be possible to split an upside-down mountain, then I will open the door in the Haoran World and the Wild World." .”

The complexion of the ancient Confucian scholars changed drastically, "No!"

She is not willing to talk to this guy.

Gently push the old sword.

In a flash.

The sky curtain of this mainstay world broke a big hole on the spot, and the flying sword went straight to the side of the inverted mountain, thousands of miles and ten thousand miles in a blink of an eye.

The old scholar didn't care at all.

After all, it was the unscrupulous scholar who ran to the sky before he was sanctified, stretched his neck and yelled for Dao's second son to chop here.

On the vast sea area between Posuo Continent and Tongye Continent, a sword cultivator far away from the world suddenly looked up.

In an instant, the sea thousands of miles away seemed to be split in half by a flying sword, and the huge waves were as high as mountains, pressing towards him swiftly.

Naturally, this sword cultivator wouldn't worry about the power of these waves, and he would be shattered if he got close to a hundred meters away, but the momentum of the flying sword made him a little shocking.

There is such a sword cultivator in the Haoran world

Ah Liang beat Dao's second child again

But Ah Liang doesn't have such a sword now, in fact, he has never had one in his life.

Four worlds, the best four swords, one is in the hands of the great celestial masters of the past in Shenzhou Tianshi Mansion in Zhongtu, and the other is in the hands of the self-proclaimed "blunt aptitude, who can't get Taoism or knowledge", but splits the Yellow River to the sky with one sword. At the waist of the scholar, one is in the second hand of Dao Lao. After A Liang left the inverted mountain, it is said that he went to find the last one. The one with "killing power beyond the sky" is just for some reason. It is the most worthy of the world. Ah Liang, who held the sword, turned out to be unarmed in the end, and flew to the outer sky.

Instead of chasing after the unparalleled flying sword, he woke up suddenly and immediately rushed to the southernmost tip of Aquarius Island.

The ancient Confucian scholar pointed at the tall woman and said angrily, "You are crazy!"

She still walked slowly.

Du Mao swallowed, "Since you threw your sword out, you really want to fight me."

She seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, "You probably don't know about the old calendar. After all, you are young, so I don't blame you."

The old scholar suddenly burst into laughter, the kind of belly laugh, "Who slaughtered the biggest treasure swallowing whale in ancient times, do you know? I know, but I just won't tell you."

She straightened up like this, and walked in front of an Ascension Realm Immortal, about the same distance as Du Mao was standing in front of Zheng Dafeng.

It's just that the woman in white is tall, so she is condescending, with cold eyes, looking at this damn old immortal, "Why don't you control your natal fairy weapon, try to see if I stand still, and I won't lie to you."

"Smelly bitch, you are courting death"

Du Mao yelled loudly, and his figure rushed.

But the sword-swallowing boat flew like lightning in an instant, piercing the strange woman's head.

It was only a few steps away, but it was another natal fairy weapon.

But Du Mao's heart trembled violently.

The ancient Confucian scholars also began to fight with their eyelids.

I saw the sword-swallowing boat hovering tremblingly in front of her eyebrows, full of instinctive fear and lamentation towards Du Mao, the master.

The tall woman stretched out a finger and pointed down, "Hey, don't be an eyesore, go down."

Tun Jianzhou began to descend very docilely, and finally hovered at her feet, but was still kicked by her and flew out, annoyed: "I don't have a long memory."

Du Mao habitually stretched out his thumb and wiped the corners of his mouth. If he was familiar with the opponent of "that old pervert Tong Yezong", he would know that when Du Mao made this move, he was almost desperate.

The tall woman sighed, and said to Du Mao: "You are lucky. You only destroyed one natal object. My sword should have been handed out to you. But next time I show up in Tongyezhou, you will No such luck."

At this moment, a big hand in the cuff of the blue shirt reached into the place where Tiandi had broken the hole before, and clamped the old sword with two fingers, the arm trembled, and the big sleeve rolled over.

Obviously, even temporarily controlling this old sword with a sharpened tip is not easy.

A majestic voice came into this small world from the outside world, "Nonsense, don't be an example."

The tall woman turned her head away, "Why, you want me to hold the sword and then draw the sword, then I will connect Haoran Tianxia and Qingming Tianxia"

As soon as she waved her hand, the old sword instantly escaped from the control of that hand and was held in her hand.

The owner of that arm did not show up, but with a flick of his wrist, the breeze condensed in his sleeve like a rolling river, directly enveloping the ancient Confucian scholar, and said, "Follow me to the Confucian Temple, and contemplate my mistakes behind closed doors."

The old scholar said, "I can't even eat cold pork head now."

The man snorted coldly, as if he was saying to the old scholar, "Old scholar, you are here to clean up the mess, and the Confucian Temple will not intervene."

The old scholar jumped up, swearing and saying: "I don't agree to give some benefits, otherwise I won't go to the Confucian Temple. Except for the old man's statue, including Li Sheng and you, remove the remaining seventy statues, throw them all out, and then go to the Confucian Temple. Move my statue in, anyway, the old man is the most pleasing to my eyes."

After the man put the ancient Confucian scholar into his sleeve, he sighed, "Take it."

Words settled.

The hole in the sky of Xiaotiandi has been closed, but a golden jade pendant has fallen lightly, but it is not the ancient Confucian scholar's piece of "Get more help", but the middle-aged Confucian scholar's piece of "I am good at cultivating awe-inspiring energy".

The old scholar took it in his hand, and he was satisfied, "This time it's fair, and it's a little kind."

That person seemed to be annoyed by this "small kindness" statement, and he didn't return to the Divine Continent of Central Earth immediately. Instead, a majestic righteousness lingered outside the small world. Let me tell you about the battle between March and Fourth, why I lost is because you are more knowledgeable than me, if not among my disciples, it would be Qi Jingchun, left and right."

When an old scholar seems to be "talking nonsense", he shakes his sleeves with his hands, bends his knees slightly, and sits down to discuss.

Only the Confucian sages and the immortals of the Five Realms of Middle-earth can see with their own eyes how a certain person's knowledge was at the height of the sky, and how he overwhelmed those saints of Buddhism and Taoism

Even Cui Chan, the master of the Great Li Kingdom who deceived his master and exterminated his ancestors, talked about this period of dusty history with a generous expression.

The man left directly.

The old scholar stopped threatening people, stared wide-eyed for a long time, there was no movement, he must have left, then he bit the golden jade pendant, "Oh, it's true, it's reasonable, my A big tank of saliva, no loss."

After leaving the Lizhu Cave this time, the tall woman held the old sword in her hands for the first time, and said to Du Mao with a smile: "You seem to have worse luck than I imagined."

The old scholar laughed loudly and said: "Don't you dislike Ascension Realm and be tied up? Hit him and fall to the Jade Raw Realm Yuanying Realm. Wherever you want to go, don't you want to break my cultural heritage? Haha, this is the iron plate right now , No, no, I kicked an old sword, Du Mao, you are lucky, you have only one for thousands of years, and you can still brag about it when you go out in the future

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The tall woman turned her head, squinted her eyes and said sharply, "Take care of my master."

The old scholar shrank his neck, "Don't worry, I don't care less about Xiaopingan than you do."

Du Mao rolled up his sleeves and said slowly, "Without the Sword Swallowing Boat, I'm still an Ascension Realm."

The old scholar twitched the corner of his mouth and waved his sleeves. The small world above Du Mao's head had been opened, just for Du Mao to be alone, as if he had returned to the Haoran world.

Du Mao was finally a little frustrated. The reason why Ascension Realm couldn't hide in various caves and blessed places was that besides easily causing chaos in the heaven and earth, being restrained by Confucian rules, he didn't dare to show his face easily, which was extremely easy to attract Daoists. rolling

With a horizontal sword in front of her, the tall woman said calmly, "Close it."

The old scholar nodded, and really closed the loophole in the sky.

At this moment, Du Mao started to panic a bit, but the hostility on his face remained unchanged, "Since you value that young man so much, you are really willing to exchange cultivation bases with me."

The tall woman smiled and said, "Now you're starting to reason with me."

Those who know the current affairs are handsome.

Du Mao's trip to the north has three purposes. If he has the opportunity, he will cut off the incense of Wensheng's lineage. By the way, he will learn about the flying swords around Jianxiu. It is for Tong Yezong to infiltrate half of Aquarius Island.

Now two goals have been achieved. The first one is dispensable. He is not a student of Confucianism, so there is no need to consume his own morality for this.

Practicing on the mountain, respect strength.

At least he, Du Mao, has always advocated this view.

Those who win over others gain power, and those who overcome themselves gain the way.

The former is the real thing, and it can be settled in the bag. As for the latter, in Du Mao's eyes, it is completely big and useless nonsense. As long as it dies on the road, even if it can be called a martyrdom, it is still dead.

She lightly grasped the old sword, "Before my master was in front of you, did you reason with him?"

Du Mao is a real villain, "His cultivation is useless now, if it wasn't for drawing sword cultivators around, I wouldn't be qualified to let me, Du Mao, say a word to him. You have"

The tall woman held a sword in one hand and raised the other hand to make a gesture.

The old scholar bitterly took out a picture scroll of mountains and rivers, "Take it easy."

After Du Mao saw the unusual picture scroll, he no longer hesitated, and took the useless natal immortal soldier back into the hole, and at the same time sacrificed the golden body, smashed the small world with one shoulder, and flew towards the South China Sea .

She didn't give chase.

The old scholar smiled and threw out the scroll casually.

The tall woman and Du Mao's golden statue disappeared one after the other.

Then the scroll map of mountains and rivers hovered in front of the old scholar. As for the small world of the old dragon city, it was closed again seamlessly. Outside the old dragon city, except for the teaching nun who was able to blink a little, the rest of the people were still all silent Do not move.

From time to time, there were bursts of silk tearing sounds on the scroll, which was caused by Du Mao's golden figure propping up the scroll world, and it was caused by a sword piercing through the sky.

Seeing that the old scholar was distressed.

In less than a stick of incense, the old scholar was so determined that he tapped somewhere on the scroll with his fingers, then put the scroll away and hid it in his sleeve.

The tall woman slowly walked out of the void, the old sword was hanging on her waist, and the sharpened tip of the sword was a bit dim.

She yawned, dragging a leg in her hand.

Du Mao, a great monk in Tongyezhou's Ascension Realm, was dragged out of the scroll like a dead dog by her.

She asked, "Just what is this called?"

The old scholar wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Du Mao, besides the old Taoist from Donghai, Tongyezhou is the strongest monk."

She let out a oh, and threw the "corpse" aside, "He has some supernatural powers, it should be that the moment he hit the sky, the yin god returned to his place, this corpse is just someone's body outside the body of the yang god .”

The old scholar came to a sudden, "It's just outside the body, no wonder the natural Confucian scholar who sits in charge will nod and agree. If there is no trouble like ours, it will be easy to get over it in the academy."

It's just that the old scholar was speechless, "But even so, Du Mao must have the cultivation base of the twelve realms."

She sat cross-legged, sitting next to Chen Pingan, and held him carefully in her arms again. She raised her head and looked into the distance, and said leisurely: "In front of my sword, twelve, thirteen, is there any difference?"

The old scholar asked in a low voice, "Where is the sword-swallowing boat?"

She absent-mindedly said: "I removed the innate suppression, and let his Yang God use this weapon, and then blow it up for me, otherwise I would have come out early, I just want to know what the so-called immortal weapon is now .”

The old scholar wiped the sweat from his forehead, "How are you?"

The tall woman looked down at the pale young face, as if she was having a nightmare. Although the old scholar had temporarily stopped the injury, it would be very difficult in the end. She stretched out her finger and gently rubbed the center of his brow, softly Said: "The rocky cliff in the Tianda Mountain of Lizhu Cave is the condensed sword intent of my original master, and it was originally mine. It's just that so many years have passed, I don't bother to care about it. Later, what did I do with Ruan? For a small deal, he occupied [-]% of the dragon-slaying platform."

The old scholar glanced at the tip of the old sword at her waist, and said with a smile: "So you have been sharpening your sword with Ruan Qiong's dragon-slaying platform for the past few years."

She said calmly: "The piece of Zhenwu Mountain is used, and the piece of Ruan Qiong is to be left to my Xiaopingan."

The old scholar was sweating profusely.

She looked to the south, "This matter is not over yet."

The old scholar shook his head and said: "Don't, don't, it's endless, but you can't make a move, let me do it, this is for Xiaoping'an."

She nodded, "I won't come out for the time being when I go back this trip. If I come out next time and find that you are good at all, I will find you. You should be clear. After a while, I am the only one in the world who can kill you."

The old Xiucai laughed dryly: "We are our own family, why are you so fierce?"

The tall woman, with her white sleeves fluttering in the wind, shook her head and said: "It was fine at first, but today's disaster happened because you insisted on accepting him as a closed disciple. If you don't count half of my family, you will die first."

The old scholar glared and said: "Don't say angry words, let's talk about it, do you dare to say such stupid words in front of your master?"

She said bluntly: "I won't say it. I will do it secretly. Whether Chen Pingan will recognize me or not will still be my master."

The old scholar was speechless.

She waved her hand, and after the little gift she gave Chen Pingan back then collapsed, three long strips of bluestone fell out of it, all of which were dragon-slaying platforms that sword cultivators in the world dreamed of. As big as a floor tile paved in a palace.She handed Chen Pingan to the old scholar, "I'll go out and solve some small things."

The old scholar resentfully said: "If you have something to say, talk about it."

The tall woman didn't go to a certain place this time, but just stepped forward and came to someone.

It was the nanny who taught Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator.

The tall woman stretched out her two fingers, and forcibly pulled out a natal flying sword from Mammy Xi's heart, clamped the head and tail of the natal flying sword with her two fingers, and slightly increased the force, so that the flying sword stretched out in an arc .

In this small world, the eyes of the immobile old woman were full of pleading.

The tall woman turned her head slightly, "Please don't be like my master. If you are right, I will promise you not to break this flying sword."

This is clearly unreasonable.

Wait for a while, this Yunlin Jiang's teaching nun, how could she come from the fairyland supernatural powers to be able to say a few words in this small world, so the tall woman continued to increase her strength, the arc became bigger and bigger, and she snapped on the spot. fold.

The teaching mother was bleeding from her seven orifices, cracks appeared in the golden core, and Yuan Ying was wailing even more.

The tall woman sneered and said, "Well, I've always liked your reasoning. Before my little Ping'an woke up, I hurriedly did it. I may not have such an opportunity in the future."

After she finished speaking, she flew straight up and came to the sea of ​​clouds above the old dragon city.

The woman in green robe, Fan Junmao, continued to maintain that strange sitting posture. When she raised her head, her eyes were hot and filled with awe. Fan Junmao's first words were "I didn't know beforehand that this young man was your new master."

The tall woman hung an old sword, stood in front of Fan Junmao, bent down, and asked with a smile: "Those who don't know are innocent."

Fan Junmao shook his head and said, "Not knowing is a serious crime, I admit it."

The tall woman stretched out her hand and rubbed the center of her brows, "Why do you look the same as before? Every day you are pitiful, either sneaking to the arch bridge and crying at the sea of ​​clouds, or kneeling on the sea of ​​clouds like this today, how can I kill you?"

Fan Junmao was in high spirits, "Kill me, kill me, with you, it's enough"

The tall woman let out a groan, lightly patted the end of the old sword with her palm, raised it high, spun it around, and then pierced Fan Junmao's heart with a sword, and slowly lifted it into the air, "Is that enough? Don't you know How many existences like you did I kill back then?"

Blood oozes from the corner of Fan Junmao's mouth, and there is only joy in his eyes, "You haven't changed, you haven't changed, I know, it's been 1 years, and it's still the same, even if it's another 1 years, you won't change As long as you are willing to show this spirit, everything will be fine in the world."

The tall woman turned her head and glanced at the wall of the Old Dragon City, and fell from the sea of ​​clouds to the ground, and the old sword was pulled out from Fan Junmao's heart and returned to her waist.

Fan Junmao fell into the sea of ​​clouds, clutched her heart, and passed out, but the sea of ​​clouds began to rush into her body crazily.

On the other side of the hole in the old dragon city wall, Chen Ping'an had already come to his senses, and then he was a little dazed.

The old scholar has disappeared.

Then he saw that familiar figure slowly falling in front of him, hovering in the sky outside the hole in the city wall.

The young man who was no longer a skinny boy in the bitter cold of Mud Bottle Lane asked softly, "Am I wrong?"

She shook her head.

The young man promised: "Next time I will be more careful, such as learning the Yin Yang family's derivation technique. I thought I could solve it, but I didn't expect that monk's realm to be so high."

She still shook her head.

"Don't disappoint me" asked the young man

She shook her head again.

then.

Chen Ping smiled and narrowed his eyes.

The same goes for tall women.

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