Sword comes

A distant sword cultivator from the Great Wall of Sword Qi?

Wei Jingcui was suspicious, didn't it mean that the living sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi followed a city and fled to the fifth world?

Cui Gongzhuang, who is a warrior of the Nine Realms, has already made up his mind, he will honestly sit on the sidelines, and if he throws half a punch, even if he loses, he will seek death.

His thinking was much simpler than Wei Jingjing's. He only had to make sure of one thing in his heart. Sword cultivators in the world would never make fun of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, not to mention that there was a current suzerain of the Taihui Sword Sect standing beside him.

Although Beiju Luzhou likes to compete with other people's ancestors at every turn, but in fact, asking swords is never a trivial matter, especially this kind of mountain grievance between two sects that is completely torn apart.

For the title of Chief Guest Minister, Cui Gongzhuang didn't need to gamble his martial arts career, wealth and life.

If Liu Jinglong just passed the sword to lock Yunzong from afar, he would leave as soon as he asked for the sword, climbing the mountain with him all the way to Yangyun Peak, admitting his identity, it would be a world and a land.

Chen Ping turned to look at that Yang Que, and asked with a smile in his heart: "How do you know that I'm not easy to mess with? You have to ask yourself first before deciding whether to do it or not?"

During this climb, Chen Pingan felt that he was extremely restrained, and Yang really had no reason to look at him so high.

Yang Que clasped his hands in salute, and then replied in his heart: "There is a sword cultivator friend from my hometown. I met him in the rivers and lakes in the early years. He has never been a guest of Suoyunzong. He just has some personal friendship with me. After returning to his hometown from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he , I mentioned a few people to me, and in words, I admire them a lot.”

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "What is the last name and what mountain is it from? Sect Master Yang might as well tell me, maybe I know it."

The sword cultivators from Beiju Luzhou rushed to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Although there were a large number of people, their backgrounds were complicated, and they had both genealogy and field cultivators, Chen Pingan really remembered their names.

Yang Que apologized: "I won't say the name, my friend has his own unspeakable secrets."

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Why, your friend who is a swordsman, did you go to Sun Juyuan's mansion for drinks, or did you go to Yanmei Lane to find me for tea?"

Yang Que was silent for a moment, and said slowly: "Wine shop, seal, gambling house. No matter how many, Chen Jianxian will not try."

Chen Ping wrapped his arms around his sleeves, thought for a moment, nodded, and narrowed his eyes with a smile, "For the sake of that unknown friend of yours, you can get out of the way. Asking the sword today has nothing to do with you. Anyway, this Suo Yunzong, Yang Que The suzerain title is just a decoration, and the grievances with Taihui Jianzong are mainly because your uncle Feiqing can't control his mouth."

Yang Que really took a step back, looking at his posture, he completely ignored the reputation of the sect, and planned to stay out of it with Cui Gongzhuang, a half outsider.

Wei Jingjing, who was reduced to a lonely family in his own territory, couldn't help but turned his head and cursed: "Yang Que! When you meet the enemy and ask the sword, you retreat without fighting. You actually stand by and watch, and you lose all the face of Suoyunzong! What face do you, Yang Que, have in the future, as the suzerain, to deliver incense to others in the Patriarch Hall, and to offer incense to the ancestors of all generations?!"

The Immortal Patriarch's voice was very loud, and it is estimated that all the peaks of Zushan Mountain heard these words tonight.

Yang Que looked indifferent, and said softly: "It's better than Suoyunzong cut off the incense in my hands tonight. From now on, it doesn't matter whether Master Wei will sit in the position of suzerain himself or give it to the master and apprentice of Leuyue Peak. , absolutely no complaints."

Chen Ping wrapped his arms around his sleeves and shook his head, "Don't make noise, get out of the way quickly. After we leave, when you repair the ancestral hall overnight, you will have a lot of time to chat. Do you want to be the elders to clean up the house, or the younger generation to bully you?" Master Mizuzu, follow you."

Then he glared at the Nine Realm martial artist, "You are young, you have no martial arts virtues, you are a martial arts practitioner, contemptuous, impatient, and impatient, how can you do it? Among the three, this old man doesn't like you the most. After a while, I will tie you to a rock and sink into water to plant flowers."

Cui Gongzhuang's scalp was numb when he heard it, and he immediately gathered his voice into a thread, and apologized to the sword fairy in secret: "Chen Jianxian, calm down, it was Cui Gongzhuang who was blind-sighted before, and was harmed by Shi Laozi's status as a guest, and accidentally offended the senior sword fairy. , Capital crimes can be avoided, living crimes cannot be escaped, how to punish specifically, Senior Sword Immortal just speaks, Cui Gongzhuang will never say anything, let alone complain."

As a martial artist of the Nine Realms, I couldn't beat the resident Taoist sword cultivator of this color in terms of housekeeping skills, so I had to wear the Sanlang Temple Spirit Armor and the Military Golden Crow Armor,

Cui Gongzhuang even wondered if the "young" swordsman in front of him was the old swordsman Qi Tingji who founded a sect in Nanba Suozhou.

However, he heard that Qi Tingji was handsome, and this person in front of him seemed to be a bit inconsistent, so Cui Gongzhuang was a little uncertain about the authenticity, but what if the old sword fairy still had blindfolds to deceive the Suoyun sect cultivator?

Chen Ping sneered and said, "It's up to you whether it's a capital crime or a living crime?"

Cui Gongzhuang was terrified and complained endlessly, the four most difficult ghosts on the mountain, and the sword cultivator was the first, so the most difficult one was of course the five-level sword fairy with the highest boundary in the sword cultivator.

Wei Jingcui, the old fairy, flicked his sleeves, turned around and left, saying, "Yang Que, you can't do any tricks tonight, you take the initiative to give way, let outsiders ruin the ancestral hall, and stop me from making a move. Suo Yunzong's prestige will be ruined once, "

On Yangyunfeng Mountain, there are countless golden threads criss-crossing and forming a net. It is not easy for Feiqing's ancestor to resist the wind. Fortunately, an immortal with great supernatural powers can't help but make a magic trick with his fingers. It turned into a palm-sized flying bird, carefully avoiding those strict golden sword lights, a snow-white bird, castrated like an electric shock.At the same time, the moonlit hole on Leuyue Peak suddenly lit up, as if a fairy bridge was erected to guide the old patriarch back to the place of cultivation.

Liu Jinglong suddenly smiled and said, "I haven't finished explaining the reasoning, should I let you go?"

Between Yangyun Peak and Leuyue Peak, the sword light of the golden silk thread chopped countless bright moonlight, and the gold and silver colors complement each other.

The snow-white flying sparrow transformed from Wei Jingcui's figure seemed to be imprisoned in a sword-light cage with fine fences.

With an angry shout, Wei Jingcui sacrificed a golden statue, and held a moon-flying mirror, which is the treasure of Zhenshan, in his hand. The mirror was shining brightly, like a white dragon drawing water, condensing all the souls of the moon in a deep pool on Leuyue Peak Essence, wearing a "biluo" emerald green robe with a half-immortal rank, forcibly broke through the cage. Facing the two sword cultivators on Yangyun Peak, the old immortal raised his arms high, and a graceful figure appeared in the mirror. The soaring woman, with fluttering ribbons, steps on a bright moon, like an ancient goddess who rides the wind and rides the moon.

Liu Jinglong stretched out his hand, grasped a long sword condensed by the light of the sword around him, and slashed at the mirror-holding hand of Wei Jing's golden figure.

Chen Pingan knew this sword technique, and it was one of the famous sword moves of the previous patriarch Han Huaizi.

Master cut jade.

It is most suitable for the fight between sword repairers.

Sure enough, not only was Wei Jingcui's golden body cut off his arm, his entire arm was smashed into pieces by the sword energy, and the white jade fragments of the majestic golden body fell like rain, just like the white cloud quilt of Yangyun Peak. The celestial beings were crushed, and a snow fell.

It's just that the mirror and severed wrist of this Immortal Feiqing are still hanging in the air, and the moonlight pours down like a waterfall, like a torrent of water, flowing from the cave of the Yellow River into the world.

Liu Jinglong shook his wrist lightly, the light of the sword swirled around Yangyun Peak, and visions appeared everywhere, the scales of the rosy clouds gathered like a city, the sky and the earth were bright red, the evening air from the mountains gathered waves, and the clouds and mists rose.The tide carries the stars away, the sword light is dotted with bright milky way, the sky is white, the sky and the earth are white, there are many monks in a Suoyun sect, at this moment tonight, there is no more Wei Jingjin's golden body, only the sword light of the Taihui sword sect Heaven and earth.

When Yang Que saw that the mirror of flying to the moon appeared in the world, he felt great hatred in his heart. The masters of the Suoyun Sect in the past would inherit this treasure according to the rules and be able to refine this mirror as their natal object. The essence is that Yang Que's Jade Realm is not yet stable, and he can't refine the heavy treasure temporarily as the reason, so as to avoid any mistakes. As a result, it has been delayed for a full 300 years, but in fact, who does not know that the number "Flying "Qing" Wei Jingcui, has already regarded this sect's most precious treasure as a taboo, which is not allowed to be touched by others, and regarded as a possession of his own avenue?Wei Jingcui made a good plan, and only waited for one of the heirs from the peaks of Zushan to pass on to the Yupu Realm, then he would have his own means to force Yang Que to let the virtuous and replace the suzerain, and when the time comes, he will use the Moon Mirror Didn't Wei Jingcui take back the right hand when he gave it with his left hand, just making a cutscene?

Chen Ping came to Cui Gongzhuang's side, Cui Gongzhuang took a few steps subconsciously, before he could hide his embarrassment with words, the man followed him like a shadow, came to Cui Gongzhuang's side, put his fingers together, and lightly tapped the Nine Realm Warrior's shoulder, just Such an understatement action caused Cui Gongzhuang's shoulder to tilt again and again, and one foot was sunk deep into the ground. Cui Gongzhuang didn't dare to dodge any more, his shoulder was in severe pain. I see, as a sword cultivator, refining swords consumes money, and I am so shy in my pockets that I have never spent a lot of time, so even if I saw it, I probably wouldn’t be able to afford it.”

Sweat dripped from Cui Gongzhuang's forehead, enduring the pain of his shoulder being almost crushed, and tremblingly said: "If Chen Jianxian likes it, this junior is willing to give it to senior as a meeting gift."

Chen Pingan complained: "Send it? I can't. It's just a loan. A gentleman doesn't take what others like. He just lends it to me for a few days to appreciate, and I will return it to you later."

Cui Gongzhuang smiled awkwardly, thinking that it would be best for us not to meet again in the future.To save money and eliminate disasters, I will use a Bingjia Jiawan to send away this plague god master.

Cui Gongzhuang still understands the rules of the rivers and lakes. How did the military armor on his body get away tonight, and how did he get here in the first place.

So Cui Gongzhuang had a resolute expression on his face, and he didn't feel bad. The golden golden crow armor instantly condensed into a pill. He bent down and lowered his head, offering it with both hands, and handed it to Chen Jianxian.

Chen Ping put it in his sleeve, "If you don't fight, you don't know each other. We will often see each other in the future. Once you come and go, you will be friends."

Cui Gongzhuang smiled bitterly.

Chen Pingan looked at him without speaking, but glanced at the Sanlang Temple spirit armor out of the corner of his eye.

Cui Gongzhuang was perplexed and pretended not to know.Thinking of a sword fairy with a majestic sword spirit on the Great Wall, he can't be so cheeky, borrowing a golden black armor, and thinking about a Sanlang Temple Lingbao armor. ?

Chen Pingan said: "Can't understand people's language? Come and go, literally, how can you just practice boxing without reading. I came to Yangyun Peak today. I came here, right? no?"

When the foreign swordsman in the green shirt and carrying the sword said this, he lightly rested his fingers on the shoulders of the martial artist of the nine realms, and continued to explain the earnest truth, "Besides, you are a pure martial artist. , is still a great master of the Nine Realms who stomps the great rivers and mountains of several countries. With martial arts, it is already equivalent to having the protection of the gods. , but not beautiful."

Cui Gongzhuang resisted the shock on his shoulders and the horror in his heart, stretched out his hand to grab the corner of the robe, pulled it lightly, and a Sanlang Temple treasure armor shrank into a golden silk talisman, nodded with the sword fairy surnamed Chen: "What the senior said is very true, it is the junior who is dull."

Chen Ping accepted the priceless talisman armor, turned his fingers into palms, and patted the other person's shoulder, "I am a person who doesn't give away the truth for nothing when I meet someone who is destined. I'll give you an old saying in Jianghu, don't frown and feel sorry for yourself in your life, and if you don't believe me, each of you will look back."

Cui Gongzhuang lamented endlessly in his heart, endlessly, why is he so big?

Could it be that the sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi are all such virtues whose words are like flying swords piercing their hearts?

The palm of Chen Pingan's five fingers were like hooks in an instant, grabbed Cui Gongzhuang's neck, casually lifted it high, and said with a smile: "You're thinking about it, the sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi are generally not as good-tempered as I am, you It's good luck to meet me today. Otherwise, if you were replaced by Qilao Jianxian and Mi Dajianxian, you would be on the road of reincarnation right now. Losing money to eliminate disasters? Wrong, it's your money for life. In the next hundred years, I will ask Sect Master Yang to help keep an eye on you, and if there are any activities like today's lack of martial arts, I will go to the north of Yunyan Country to pay homage to Great Master Cui when I have time."

Cui Gongzhuang's feet were hanging off the ground, his eye sockets were bloodshot, he looked a little bloody, his legs twitched a few times, like a grasshopper jumping a few times after autumn.

Yang Que's eyelids trembled as he watched.

Is this person really a sword cultivator?Instead of a hidden martial artist?

Guest Qing Cui Gongzhuang's Nine Realm background is not too good, not too bad among all the warriors at the top of the mountain in Beiju Luzhou.

The reason why he was able to become the chief of Suoyun Sect was that Wei Jingcui took a fancy to Cui Gongzhuang's hope in the future, so that he could reach the legendary end.

Chen Ping frowned and said, "If you don't speak, you just don't agree?"

Cui Gongzhuang tried to force a breath of pure zhenqi, but it collapsed on the spot, so his face turned red, purple, and then livid, his hands and feet drooped, and he was a little dazed.

Chen Ping let go of his fingers, and the dizzy Cui Gongzhuang fell to the ground, squatting on the ground, coughing with his head down.

Chen Ping said with a smile: "What kind of play is so clumsy that I'm embarrassed to watch it. If you don't get up again, I'll give you an Eighth Realm martial artist as a gift in return."

Cui Gongzhuang got up immediately, took a deep breath, took a step back, bowed his head and clasped his fists and said, "Thank you senior for not killing me, I am very grateful. In the next hundred years down the mountain, Cui Gongzhuang must be a man with his tail between his legs, close the door and practice martial arts well, no It’s a waste of senior’s instruction today.”

Chen Pingan sneered, noncommittal.

Liu Jinglong has already withdrawn his sword.

The old fairy Wei Jingjie was nailed into a stone wall of Leuyue Peak.

Liu Jinglong asked in his heart: "Do you want to take the Moon Flying Mirror with you?"

Chen Ping angrily said with a smile: "Is it plausible? We are here today to ask for swords, not to kill people and seize treasures. If this kind of thing spreads, you, the suzerain of the Taihui Sword Sect, don't want to be famous."

After that, Cui Gongzhuang's courage was completely broken, and the suzerain Yang Que gave way, and took the initiative to remove the restriction of Yangyunfeng Patriarch Hall, allowing Liu Jinglong to gather the sword energy of the peaks, only turning the Patriarch Hall into four pieces.

Chen Pingan drew his sword out of its sheath from behind, held Yeyou in his hand, and swept across with his sword, splitting a Suoyunzong Patriarch Hall in half.

Cui Gongzhuang was heartbroken at this moment, the man in the blue shirt was indeed a sword fairy.

The two figures, Hua Hong left.

Up and down the Suoyun Sect, the monks were all mourning and concubine. The sect suffered such a catastrophe and humiliation. It was the ancestral hall that was demolished by two sword immortals all the way up the mountain. From now on, monks from Yizhou will look at it Lively?

Only the patriarch Yang Que looked calm, without the slightest expression of grief and indignation, and took out a jade pendant with cloud patterns from his sleeve. With a thought, he was about to activate the formation center and start repairing the Patriarch Hall. He never thought that the Patriarch Hall formation would seem to be questioned again A sword scene, a horizontal line, the sound of beams, columns, and walls cracking, like the sound of firecrackers, rang out continuously. Yang Que frowned, and looked intently, and found that the green-clothed sword fairy named Chen Pingan swept across with his sword. After cutting open the Patriarch's Hall in the middle, a subtle crack appeared in the entire Patriarch's Hall, which was not easy to detect. The sword energy was always condensed, as if holding up the upper half of the Patriarch's Hall.

Yang Que felt awe-inspiring.

Cui Gongzhuang rubbed his neck, he felt lingering fear, go to your mother's chief guest minister, I won't come to Suoyunzong to wade in the muddy water after being beaten to death.

Yang Que turned his head and said with a smile in his heart: "Chief Cui, the two petals of a flower are never the same. In the same way, a sword light will not fall in the same place, do you think so?"

Cui Gongzhuang hesitated for a while, unwilling to part ways with Suoyunzong, which would embarrass Yang Que and Wei Jingjing, so he found a compromise, gathered his voice together, and said quietly: "My title of Keqing can be Reservation, but in the past hundred years, I will not participate in any meeting of Yangyunfeng Patriarch Hall."

Yang Que nodded and smiled, "No problem."

Cui Gongzhuang sighed with emotion, "Yang Que, it would be great if you could be a veritable suzerain."

Yang Que smiled and said, "It's hard, fight for it."

Cui Gongzhuang took a deep look at this Jade Realm, and nodded in greeting. In the past, the Nine Realm warriors who had more contacts with the immortal Wei Jingzhui made up his mind to have more contacts with this Yang Que in the future.

Yang Que glanced at the Patriarchal Hall, and simply put it on hold for the time being. Anyway, the suzerain may be changed tomorrow, so why bother.

After Chen Pingan and Liu Jinglong left the Suoyun Sect's mountain and water boundary, Liu Jinglong sent a letter to the Taihui Sword Sect Ancestral Hall with a flying sword. According to Chen Pingan's intention, instead of meeting there, he asked Ning Yao and his party to go directly to the Dragon Palace Cave, and Chen Pingan Immediately, he sacrificed a bird in a cage, and quietly returned to the high altitude of Yangyun Peak with Liu Jinglong. Liu Jinglong felt that Chen Pingan's carrying stele amulet from Ghost Ax Palace was not meaningful to hide his tracks, so he directly Draw a formation, and then the two began to overlook the mountains and rivers, as if they were waiting for a rabbit.

Chen Pingan took off the Yangjian gourd and began to drink.

Liu Jinglong sat cross-legged, anyway, as far as the eye can see, it is within the rules of the natal flying sword.

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "It's not difficult for you and me to catch up with the flying sword on the mountain, but it's extremely difficult to open the restriction, let alone a big sect like Suoyunzong, don't make me wait in vain."

Liu Jinglong said: "I'm still a little confident about the lifting of the ban on the formation."

Earlier, after the two sides had finished the sword questioning, Yufeng left Yangyun Peak. Chen Pingan said that the suzerain Yang Que, there must be a demon if something goes wrong, and he can't just leave like this.

Liu Jinglong accompanied Chen Pingan to this place, waiting for the Suoyunzong peaks to leave the mountain with a message of one or two flying swords.

Chen Pingan took a sip of wine and asked, "Yang is indeed a man with a deep city. I tried it at Yangyun Peak before, but it didn't work, so I just let him think that I believed it. It's a bit like doubting him." The way to dispel doubts is deliberately superfluous. I almost believed it, and mistakenly thought it was the side way of the fairy master on the mountain. However, after traveling in Suoyunzong this time, one side of the water and soil nurtures the other. I don’t think there is only one Wei Jingjing. It can make Suoyunzong's family style become like this bird."

Liu Jinglong handed over a thick booklet, "In addition to the Qionglin Sect, there are still some suspects, all of them are on it. It is recorded that Yang does have a method of refining characters with a compass, which is not included in the Suoyun Sect Ancestor Hall's method. It is claimed to be a skill of dragon to assist in finding secret realms like Shattered Cave and Paradise. It was acquired by Yang Que by chance when he was young. I have deduced it several times. It is not that simple. It is probably the best way to see through the identity of a monk. For example, seeing me , I guess that within Yang Que's natal compass, words such as Taihui Jianzong and Liu Jinglong will appear, and then connected together, it is the truth. This secret technique can cause Yang Que to kill himself."

"This technique is simply a must-have method for walking in the rivers and lakes. If you have the opportunity, you must ask Sect Master Yang for advice and learn a lesson."

Chen Pingan nodded, directly turned the brochure to Suoyunzong, and carefully browsed Yang Que's monastic career, not many, just a few thousand words.

Just in the process of practicing calligraphy, I still have a little experience, and I learned the Confucian broken characters from Gongdelin, which I am not yet proficient in.

Liu Jinglong asked: "How many days do you intend to stay here?"

Chen Pingan thought for a while, "It's almost three days. I'm in a hurry to go back to Aquarius Island."

Liu Jinglong said: "It's okay, I can stay here for a while."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "You are the master of the sect anyway, and it is wrong to abolish the public for personal reasons."

Liu Jinglong smiled and said: "Then you don't know how my master and the patriarchs used public affairs for personal gain for their friends when they were young. Afterwards, they were punished in the Taihui Sword Sect Patriarch Hall. How did the patriarchs scold them face to face? He turned his head and smiled. It's just that these things are not recorded in the archives, and outsiders don't know, they are all passed down from generation to generation in the family."

Liu Jinglong narrowed his eyes suddenly, "Here we come. I'll stay here and keep watching, in case other fish slip through the net."

Chen Ping stood up, Liu Jinglong glanced at the whereabouts of the messenger flying sword, reported a general direction with Chen Ping, and chose a mountain top as a place to attack, and asked Chen Ping to use thunder to gather the wind and rain vision there. , Intercept the flying sword, and after bringing it back here, Liu Jinglong will help to lift the ban on the flying sword. Without damaging the restriction on the landscape, you can take out the secret letter and read it, and then fly the sword after reading the content.

Among the qi practitioners, there are some Shanzawa Yexiu who have unique secret skills, and they are often land gods with a high level, and they will be scolded as "fishers" on the mountain. Its name is not to open for three years, but to open and eat for three years, but after it is obtained, Feijian will naturally be destroyed, leaving some clues. It is absolutely impossible to do "undamaged and returned to the original owner" like Liu Jinglong.

Chen Ping went away quietly, and returned about half an hour later, carefully holding a pocket flying sword carved with cloud patterns in the palm of his hand.

Liu Jinglong drew the talisman with his fingers, while looking down at the Suoyun Zong mountains and rivers, he broke through the layers of restrictions of the flying swords, peeling off the cocoon, and it will come naturally.

Chen Ping squatted on the side with sleeves in his hands, staring intently at it. Liu Jinglong didn't care whether this talisman magic power would be learned by stealth, but Chen Ping stared at it for a long time, then shook his head, "I can't learn it."

Liu Jinglong said with a smile: "A journey of talismans, those attacking big talismans, seem to have complicated steps, but in fact they are often simple in context, but they require the secrecy of the sect's unique method. Shanshui talismans need people who disassemble them. What they have learned is mixed. You can't be blind at any link. Then you can outline and outline them, and you can solve them naturally. The "hook" pattern of Yuefeng's moon soul, combined with the reflection of the water pattern in the old Longtan, and the true meaning of the strokes in the wall list book on Xiaoqingzhi Mountain, the real difficulty is that it is mixed with a few secret talismans from other sects, I like it Read miscellaneous books, just happen to understand everything."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "It just so happens that Liu Jiuxian spoke lightly."

Liu Jinglong stopped lifting the ban, raised his head and smiled and said, "Liu what?"

Chen Ping laughed and said, "Liu Jianxian doesn't like drinking. If others don't know, I don't know?"

After Liu Jinglong unlocked all the restrictions, he took out a secret letter, which was sent to a monk named Zong Sui of the Longmen Realm in Leuyue Peak of the Suoyun Sect, who was one of the direct disciples of the old Patriarch Yuan Ying. A monk named Han Cheng.Zong Sui was very cautious because he didn't use the mountain gate sword room on Leuyue Peak.

Liu Jinglong reminded: "On the ninth page of No. 30, there is a rough record of Han Cheng. I will pay more attention to this person in the future, and I will add some more content when I find an opportunity."

Chen Ping turned to the page of the brochure.

Putting back the secret letter, Liu Jinglong was like a tourist visiting the garden at night, opening and closing the doors to Chuanxin Feijian one by one, without any slight omissions, and without leaving a single footprint.

In the next three days, Chen Pingan came and went, very busy, so he stopped Feijian from receiving the letter, Liu Jinglong was in charge of uncovering the letter, the two read the letter together, and Chen Pingan let Feijian go to send the letter.The vast majority of the letters were tip-offs between Suoyunzong monks and friends on the mountain. They took the initiative to talk about the Suoyunzong sword-questioning turmoil. Break away from Suoyunzong, clear up the relationship, so as not to be affected by Chiyu, and find another opportunity to show kindness to Taihui Jianzong, and say a few good words on the mountain... There are all kinds of things in the world, and people's hearts change. The inside of the sealed letter is unobstructed.

Among them were two secret letters, which were not signed, and the recipients were from the small fairy family on the mountain that even Liu Jinglong had never heard of, but after that, Liu Jinglong would visit each of them.

One of Feijian's letters was concise and to the point, just three sentences.

The hidden official had already arrived at Suoyunzong, and joined forces with Liu Jinglong to ask for the sword. Chen Ping'an's cultivation is indeed a martial artist at the limit, and a sword fairy in the Yupu realm. This person is very likely to be able to kill immortals, except for swordsmen.

Liu Jinglong sacrificed his natal flying sword at Yangyun Peak. His rank was extremely high, and he could form a small world of his own. The sword was full of all phenomena, but he didn't know more about his natal supernatural powers. His combat power must be regarded as a sword cultivator in the fairyland.

Quickly help me win the mirror, and take the opportunity to blame Taihui Jianzong.

Chen Pingan said: "Why do we have the same realm, as if I can't beat you? What kind of eyes does this Sect Master Yang have? No wonder we can't compete with Wei Feiqing."

Liu Jinglong replied: "Then I can help you revise the content of the letter. It's no problem to play a bunch of Ascension Realms. Tell me, how many do you want to play?"

Chen Pingan laughed and said, "You're talking drunk again, aren't you?"

What a Liu Jiuxian, he has reached the state of being drunk without drinking.

Traveling quietly against the wind again, after unleashing the most critical flying sword, Chen Pingan returned to Liu Jinglong's side, and the three-day wait was not in vain.

Before Chen Pingan intends to leave for the Dragon Palace Cave, he and Liu Jinglong will take another trip to Yangyun Peak, or go to the small sect of the fairy family named Tonghua Mountain, to see who is behind the scenes who is so skillful and able to To help Yang Que seize a Ben Yuejing, not only to secure the position of suzerain, but also to use the life of a great monk in the fairyland as the capital, and take advantage of the opportunity to pour dirty water on Taihui Jianzong.

But Liu Jinglong said: "It's not yet time to scare the snake, I'll go over there first to follow the clues, and when I really need to use my strength to ask the sword, I will definitely notify you as soon as possible."

Chen Pingan nodded, Liu Jinglong was the most measured in doing things, got up and said, "Be careful yourself."

Liu Jinglong got up and smiled, "Be careful."

Chen Pingan handed out a jug of wine, "I saw the lady of Qingshenshan during the discussion in the Confucian Temple earlier. I don't care about other drinks. Look at Pianran Peak, so I won't persuade you. Only this jug of wine is worth it drink."

Liu Jinglong hesitated for a moment, but still took the jug, the two parties parted soon, anyway, there was no such thing as persuading or not to drink.

Chen Pingan didn't put away the bird in the cage, and left silently against the wind.

Liu Jinglong didn't put away the natal flying sword for the time being, opened the flagon, took a sip, it's good, I've never drank the Qingshenshan wine sold in the liquor store, right?

Chen Ping went all the way south, and found Ning Yao and the others at the ferry of the Dragon Palace in the Water Dragon Sect.

Xiaomi Li said that they had already stopped by Duckweed Jianhu as guests.

Chen Ping smiled and nodded.

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Shao Yuan Dynasty.

Immortal cultivator Yan Yan was speechless after learning about the incident, his heart was turbulent, unable to calm down for a long time, he sighed, and ordered people to call Na Yan, saying that you don't need to go out, and it is useless to follow Nan Guangguang to practice the Dao.

In the past few days, his face was full of sternness, as if he had fallen from the clouds into the mud, he was speechless, and couldn't help asking his ancestor why.

Strict, who was already in a bad mood, was so angry that his face was livid, why, the ancestor knew why, God knows how a great monk of the Ascension Realm died suddenly at the gate of the mountain, his head was cut off, strict lift With one hand, the stern figure turned around ten times, and fell directly from the house into the courtyard, Yan Yan rolled away angrily, one side of his cheek was red and swollen like a hill, he stretched out his hand to cover his face, feeling apprehensive in his heart, and left sadly.

Nine True Immortal Hall.

The owner of the hall, Yun Mo, and his Taoist companion who are also in the Immortal Realm, looked at the secret letter from the sect where Nan Guangzhao belonged, and the two of them were relatively speechless.

As for that direct disciple Li Qingzhu, it is estimated that he will be ashamed to go down the mountain within a hundred years.

Yun Min put down the secret letter and said in a trembling voice, "The heart of heaven is unpredictable, and gods and ghosts are unpredictable."

His Taoist companion asked softly: "Who can have this swordsmanship and kill Nan Guangguang on the spot, so that this Ascension Realm can't leave the gate of his own mountain?"

Yun Min said: "It's useless to think too much, don't guess."

Even on the side of the Taoist couple who are closely related to each other, Yun Man never knows what to say, and he dare not, unless he doesn't want to.

In fact, the Taoist couple didn't know why, but Yun Man knew it well, so there was no need to guess.

Definitely the handwriting of the Lord of Baidi City!

Could it be that Mr. Zheng was implying to himself that he would take the leaderless sect without Nan Guangzhao into his bag?

Previously, a secret letter was sent to Mount Aotou to ask for the white jade Ganoderma lucidum, could it be for this reason?

What Mr. Zheng means is that you, Yun Mo, only need a half-immortal weapon, and you can earn a sect for nothing?

The sky is average.

It's just that Nanguang's mountain top is a big sect, and its original background is far beyond that of Meishan Sword Sect, so it is extremely difficult to plan.It's just that Yun Man was overjoyed when he thought about it again. The good thing is that Nan Guangguang, an old man, was stingy by nature, and he only cultivated a Jade Pujing to be the suzerain of the embroidered pillow. In addition, the disciples and grandchildren are even more effective. Year after year, they have raised a litter of waste. In this way, the sect without Nanguang is really inferior to the Meishan Sword Sect?In the final analysis, it was supported by Nan Guangguang alone.There are less than a hundred immortal masters on the mountain, and more ability and energy are in helping the old ancestor earn money.

Yun Mo's eyes were shining, and his mood was agitated for a while, and he was full of pride. He must not let down Mr. Zheng's wonderful first move!

In the world of Qingming, Daxuan Duguan.

Under a peach blossom tree, there was a child wearing a tiger's head hat.

In this place of cultivating Taoism in a foreign land, there is a small pond outside the door of the thatched hut. The Taoist priest of Xuandu helped plant a pond of lotus flowers. When the flowers bloom, the petals are long and wide, and the colors are blue and white.

Every time the wind blows, the fragrance of the flowers is light and swaying, which is really beautiful.

Since it was in the Qingming world, with Taoist temples like clouds on the mountain and countless Taoist officials down the mountain, he casually gave himself a Taoist name, Qinglian.

Today the old temple master led a person to come, and shouted loudly: "Look who is here."

Bai also turned his head to look, and asked with a smile, "Jun Qian, why are you here?"

Liu Shiliu smiled and said, "I heard that you are here, sir, so come and have a look."

Bai also said helplessly, "Laugh if you want to."

Liu Sixteen wiped his mouth with his hand, "I will try my best to hold back."

The only one who can see the outside world like this with Bai Ye is Liu Shiliu, who once went to the mountains with Bai Ye to visit immortals.

Daoist Sun caressed his beard and smiled: "Brother Bai Ye, the beautiful scenery is full of trees and flowers. The old man reunites and the two are safe. If we don't drink today, when will we wait?"

Bai also shook his head.

Liu Sixteen persuaded, "Drink a little."

Bai also nodded.

Having eaten hot pot in Shiwan Dashan, Yexiu Qingmi ate with extra care, chewing slowly, after all, if he was not careful, he would be decapitated.

Satisfied with wine and food, A Liang patted his stomach lightly, and was about to go south with Yufeng, and asked with a smile: "Brother Qing, do you think Yufeng travels far away, not talking about Yujian, should it be better to stand horizontally like a duck, or stand upright?" It's more chic. You don't know, this question has troubled me for many years. "

Feng Xuetao had no choice but to say without conscience: "As long as it's you Aliang Yufeng, others will look chic."

A Liang nodded, "Speak from the bottom of my heart."

Feng Xuetao was silent for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "Ah Liang, don't you usually need to practice swords? There's nothing to think about what to do."

Ah Liang smiled and said, "You're out of your mind, you're already at the Ascension Realm, and you still ask such childish questions, does the sword need to be practiced? Why don't I think about it?"

Feng Xuetao endured it.

After all, this guy is the first fourteenth-level sword cultivator in several worlds after Chen Qingdu of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

A Confucian sword cultivator in Haoran Tianxia reached the [-]th realm in Qingming Tianxia, ​​and broke through the realm well, but fell in the wild world, and the fall was unambiguous.

A Liang asked suddenly: "Brother Qing Mi, do you know what goblin in the world is the hardest to beat?"

Feng Xuetao shook his head and remained silent.

A Liang said, "Of course it's a small waist."

Feng Xuetao didn't recognize the homonym.Just think that Ah Liang is messing up again.

"Let's go, I'll take you to beat the little waist!"

A-Liang waved his hand, "Ugly speaking, if you have a bad waist, you won't be able to beat him."

Feng Xuetao originally thought that after leaving the Hundred Thousand Mountains, he would ignore all the way and follow A Liang all the way south, smashing every wild sect he saw.

I never imagined that there would be a dinner party with Yanyan laughing at Yanyan, drunk with money, and a monk from the monster clan would be the host.

At the banquet, Ah Liang and the monster monk from the Immortal Realm chatted happily, calling each other brothers, and each complained about their hard work.

A Liang is very similar to the local sword cultivator in the wild world, and the monster monk of the owner of the mountain, his words are very similar to the Qi trainer in the grand world.

On this mountain, in the early years on the Tuoyue Mountain, a large amount of fairy money was raised by selling pots and irons. The monks on the mountain have never passed the Great Wall of Sword Qi and went to the Haoran World.

A Liang raised a glass of wine and said solemnly: "Generally speaking, the wine bureau rules, guests do not bring guests. I broke the rules, and I have to punish myself with three drinks."

It said righteously: "Where is that, your friend of Ah Liang is equivalent to a good brother who cuts chicken heads and burns yellow paper with me, why are you polite, treat this place as your own!"

It raised its chin, endured the distress, and motioned to the direct female cultivator to go back to the warehouse on the top of the hill, and give it to that idiot, and bring over a pot of treasured Yiluo River water to transport the fairy brew.This thing is extremely rare, and it is impossible to buy it with money.

The demon cultivator from the Immortal Realm seemed to understand Ah Liang very well, and called out a group of fox beauties, graceful and charming, wearing tulle, faintly visible.

A Liang glanced at it for a while, and seemed a little disappointed, so he waved his hand and said three words.

next batch.

A Liang quickly explained: "I don't care, it's my friend, it's better to take a few bites, but the vision is still high, it's very troublesome."

It laughed heartily and said, "Good thing, good thing, celebrities are really heroes!"

Feng Xuetao felt that if Yasheng was here, he wouldn't scold others, so he could just beat Ah Liang to death, right?

Ah Liang blushed after drinking, squinted at Feng Xuetao, and winked, as if to say, I understand you, if you still don't like the beautiful woman, you can change it.

Group after group of beauties of various colors changed at the banquet.

The fairyland managed to send Ah Liang and the one whose name was not yet known, and respectfully sent them out together.

It secretly rejoiced that it was fortunate to listen to the persuasion back then, otherwise the reunion today would not be as simple as drinking and reminiscing about the old days.

Back then at the banquet, A Liang hung shoulders to shoulders with it, and said with a smile, if he met it on the battlefield there, or heard that it had been there, then all If you owe a drink, you won't pay it back.

A Liang and Feng Xuetao landed on a mountain thousands of miles away, Feng Xuetao asked in a deep voice, "Isn't it just eating and drinking all the way?"

A Liang twitched his lips, "What are you thinking, the wild world is really a place of romance? I advise you to prepare yourself mentally, and if someone shows up to block the way, it will definitely be a bad battle."

He raised his thumb and pointed behind him, "My friend must have passed the flying sword to Trust Moon Mountain."

Feng Xuetao asked, "Aren't you angry?"

Ah Liang squatted down, looked into the distance, and said indifferently: "The road is narrow and the wine glass is wide. I don't understand the truth? When drinking, we are brothers, and we can talk about the mountains casually, but when we put the glass away from the wine table, we have to pay separately. way to go.”

If it doesn't do this, it will be accounted for by Tuoyue Mountain [-]% of the time.

So Ah Liang's trip was not in vain for the drink that his friends in the rivers and lakes gave him.

Feng Xuetao was born as a wild cultivator, so he agreed with this deeply, nodded and said: "It makes sense."

Unknowingly, some people like the local customs here, there are not so many rules, or the rules here make Yexiu Qingmi like it very much, and he is good at it.

Feng Xuetao asked: "Ah Liang, can I ask a question, what is the name of your natal flying sword? It seems that no one has heard of it. Is there only one, or more than one flying sword?"

A Liang ignored it, just knelt down on one knee, casually picked up a handful of soil, crushed it gently, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance.

Feng Xuetao said, "Someone is following us?"

A Liang stood up and said with a smile: "Don't worry about these cats and dogs for now, let's continue on our way and get together later, so I won't have to look around."

Feng Xuetao knew that the guy next to him would always say things that would be mistaken for bragging, but it was not.

Ah Hao seemed to have come back to his senses now, "What did you ask earlier?"

Feng Xuetao said helplessly: "Flying Sword of Fate."

A Liang smiled, "I like to drink, there is only one river and lake, so there is only one natal flying sword."

Feng Xuetao was extremely curious, "What about the name?"

A Liang turned his head and said with a playful smile: "In the future, you will be my enemy, ask the sword once, and you will know."

Feng Xuetao sighed, not daring to say anything more.

Knowing that A Liang was implying himself, in this wild world, if he encounters a life-and-death situation where his life is hanging by a thread, he can turn against him and try to challenge him with A Liang.

A Liang has only one natal flying sword, named Drinker.