Sword comes

(Long-lost small chapter...)

In the wild March, the jade hook has fallen into the world.

The old owner of the Toad Palace, Credit Moon, is already far away in Haoran, and this round of bright moon has become a land without an owner.

And in the "bright color" bright moon that once hung in the middle, there is a lifeless ancient fairy palace ruins, which seems to have experienced a great war of magic and magic. The building seems to have been razed to the ground in one go, leaving only the foundation.

Even if a few sword cultivators including Qi Tingji tried to drag the moon, the ruins were still intact. It was not until Bai Ze appeared in the Yaoluohe that there was a huge movement that turned the world upside down.

A colossal spider occupying nearly one-third of the bright moon's territory, broke through the ground, and it instantly transformed into a human form. With the appearance of a rickety old man, it opened its mouth and inhaled, as if it sucked all the moonlight into its belly, and then spit it out again. , is a long sword.

It was this ancient demon swordsman who had previously cut Ning Yao, who was in charge of opening the way, into the world with a sudden strike.

Afterwards, Ning Yao returned to the battlefield with his sword, and with one sword he chopped it back into the lair in the depths of the bright moon.

It raised its head and glanced at the extremely fierce little woman, using a natal supernatural power to investigate the truth, a little unbelievable, a human sword cultivator who is less than a hundred years old?

This ancient big monster couldn't help using the ancient language, swearing, blaming Bai Ze for not doing things properly.

Feeling worried, is it possible that the sword cultivator ten thousand years later, the cultivation qualifications and the state of swordsmanship are so terrible?

Then what can I do if I wake up?It doesn't matter at all, does it?

It quickly relaxed its mind and looked at the other sword cultivators. It was okay. Although they were all high-level, they were not too young compared to that murderous little girl.

Wouldn't it be about to be besieged? Without further ado, it cast a natal escaping technique, directly passed through the entire bright moon from its lair, and then raised its eyes to look into the distance, surprised, hey, why is there a bright moon missing in the wilderness?

Then choose the Toad Palace.

A flash of white light instantly affected Haocai and Toad Palace.

As a result, the woman was unwilling to let go, and the sword light scattered and gathered several times, and she directly used the sword to circle half of the bright moon. The speed of the sword light was unreasonable.

She stopped the way and asked, "Where are you going?"

Since both sides are sword cultivators, it's not enough to just ask about a sword.

The little old man squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "The little girl has such a bad temper, be careful not to find her Taoist companion."

The old man's speech was quite different from today's wild and elegant speech, and Ning Yao managed to get a general idea.

Ning Yao was too lazy to talk nonsense, and just about to pass the sword, she suddenly shifted her gaze and looked at the far behind the old man.

He is a guy who travels from afar.

Ning Yao breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that Chen Pingan did not directly return to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but held a moon-running talisman, first arrived at the Toad Palace Mingyue, where the weather was relatively stable, and then followed the spider line that seemed to build a bridge between two months, and offered sacrifices again at the same time. He took out a moon-flying talisman and finally came here.

Chen Pingan's face was pale at the moment, his hands were covered in sleeves, like a sick child who has not yet recovered from a serious illness, standing on the spider line at the moment, his figure swayed slightly, and smiled: "It's right here, don't need to look for it."

He looked at the ancient monster who had ascended to the peak of the realm, and he used the depths of a bright moon as a hiding place, a place to inhabit and heal his wounds.

Chen Pingan smiled at Ning Yao, and said in his heart: "Don't worry about me, you just keep dragging on."

Ning Yao nodded, and returned to the previous road without hesitation, and continued to use his sword to stabilize the road that opened the sky.

She couldn't help but turn her head to look back.

Ning Yao found that Chen Pingan was looking at her.

It may be that he has a tacit understanding.Maybe he was watching her all the time.

Ning Yao was in charge of opening the way with his sword, forcibly maintaining the gate connecting the wild and the underworld with sword energy and sword intent.

This move is similar to the soaring up of the old sword fairy.

Qi Tingji showed his Dharma appearance, covering the entire territory of the bright moon with sword energy, like a rope, dragging forward in front of the bright moon.

The criminal officer Hao Su, placed in a round of bright moon, sacrificed his natal flying sword "Chanjuan", the silver frost thousands of miles away, blending with the moonlight, and handing the sword at the same time, one attack and one defense, jointly blocking this round of brilliant and wild world avenue traction.

Lu Zhi was at the back, and he sacrificed a natal flying sword "Bao Pu", plus the eight swords in a wooden box given by Master Lu for free, and just slashed the bright moon with the sword and pushed it forward.

The four sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi have an orderly division of labor for dragging the moon, and each performs their duties.

Hao Su was relatively closest to Qi Tingji, and the two sides could barely communicate with each other, and asked, "Do you want to kill this ancient monster?"

Qi Tingji shook his head and said with a smile: "Since the hermit official didn't say anything, there's no problem."

The big demon twisted his wrist, then circled behind his back like a sword, he laughed and said: "If we really want to fight, the chances of winning are naturally because you have a lot of people, and you are bigger, so you have to be careful if your plan fails."

It didn't have any idea about several sword cultivators working together to move Mingyue, Bai Ze didn't care, it didn't care.

Damn it, I have been sleeping soundly for thousands of years, and when I woke up, I was shocked by a little girl first, and then watched a flirting that was more silent than loud at this time?

Previously at Tuoyue Mountain, the third teacher Bai Yujing was still worried, but now he said in his heart: "Cheat him! Let's see who is better at bluffing!"

Just now.

Lu Chen suddenly said seriously: "Be careful of Bai Ze!"

If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have come here to join in the fun.

It's just that Lu Chen quickly smiled again: "It seems that you don't need to be careful."

Thanks to joining in the fun, Pindao is quite foresighted.

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On the top of the city, Wei Jin is refining those strands of ancient sword intent.

Cao Jun beautifully calls him a Taoist protector, but in fact he has no intention of practicing.

Because this Great Sword Immortal from the Immortal Terrace of Fengxue Temple has stepped into a certain situation.

As a result, there was a thoughtless and heavy snowfall near the two sword repairmen alone.Cao Jun had nothing to do, so he squatted at the top of the city, and piled up a tall snowman, who looked very handsome, and piled up a few palm-sized old throne monsters, and took out two pairs of green bamboo chopsticks from the square inch to help Looking at the handsome swordsman who must be excellent in swordsmanship within a hundred years, each has a sword hanging from his waist, and then the snowman holds the sword with both hands, and presses it against the head of a throne, probably asking them if they are afraid.

Cao Jun turned his head and glanced at Wei Jin, who looked like an old monk in meditation.

A 40-year-old sword fairy in Yupu Realm.

After that, he sharpened his swordsmanship by killing demons at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and after returning home, at the age of Jiazi, he entered the fairyland.

I heard that A Liang once helped him break the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul Realm, and he taught swordsmanship here and there. The boss sword fairy lost this sword manual, and finally returned to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and got several strands of pure sword intent from Zongyuan.

Envy or not?

I don't even know Ah Liang, and I have broken my Dao heart several times with swords left and right. The boss sword fairy praised him as a formidable young man, and Zong Yuan's pure sword will not care about him.

Helpless or not?

Wei Jin suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.

Cao Jun followed Wei Jin's line of sight, looked up and rubbed his eyes.

In the field of vision, a huge moon gradually appeared as a huge outline, and was "slowly" moving.

In the entire wild world in the south, it is estimated that we will have to watch another round of the moon together.

The five sword cultivators of Tong Yezong are Yu Xin, Wang Shizi, Li Wanyong, Du Yan, and Qin Suihu.After they left the Jianqi Great Wall site earlier, they traveled together and went straight to Rizhuo to visit Dali Song Changjing and Yuguizong Weiying.

So I missed the opportunity to witness the boss Sword Immortal's sword up close.

The group of people just stopped halfway, looking back at the sword energy over the northern city like a rainbow.

Qin Shuihu scolded with a smile: "Who was in a hurry to hurry before, stand up."

Even though they were far away, a group of sword cultivators could still feel the mighty sword energy of the bullfighting bull.

Li Wan was dazzled, let out a long breath, and rubbed his face vigorously, "Probably only this sword deserves the word 'the purest'."

Du Yan's eyes were in a trance, and he murmured: "We have practiced swords for hundreds of years and thousands of years in this life, or even longer, will we be able to hand out such a sword in the end?"

Even if there is only one sword in this life, it is fine.

Master Wang said: "Actually, Mr. Zuo's swordsmanship is the closest to that of the boss Sword Immortal."

As soon as the left and right were mentioned, several elders all looked at the only woman in unison.

Turn a deaf ear to your heart.

In fact, it's not bad that I didn't see Mr. Zuo at the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Yu Xin couldn't bear the dilemma.

She continued to laugh at herself, how could Mr. Zuo make it difficult for him because of his unrequited love?

Mr. Zuo, it will only embarrass Haoran Tianxia and Wild Desolation Tianxia together.

Chen Sanqiu and Diezhang followed Shao Yunyan, Mrs. Fengyan, together with the Eighteen Swordsmen of the Longxiang Sword Sect, and went to the south ferry with their swords.

When the boss sword fairy traveled far away from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he deliberately slowed down, looked down, and nodded to Chen Sanqiu and Diezhang.

The two young juniors... were forced to raise their heads, and after a glimpse, the boss Sword Immortal was nowhere to be seen.

After Ma Kuxuan finished beating someone, he clapped his hands, feeling refreshed.

The most interesting thing was that the grief-stricken old Yuan Ying raised his head to the sky and shouted loudly: "Master He, is this guy just letting this guy wantonly hurt people?"

The sage who accompanied the Confucian Temple sitting in the sky did not speak from his heart, but said directly: "I'm not here."

Ma Kuxuan laughed out loud when he heard the words, never thought that Master He, who was entitled to eat cold pork head meat, was quite funny.

Ignoring the pitiful genealogical master, Ma Kuxuan went to sit by Yu Shiwu's side.

Gao Ming asked, "Lao Ma, I have something to tell you."

Ma Kuxuan laughed and said, "If you fart, let it go."

Gao Ming asked: "Can I switch to Luopo Mountain and become Chen Pingan's disciple? I think it might be more promising to go there and hang out with hidden officials."

The maid, Shu Dian, and the young senior brother looked at each other in blank dismay.

They all knew that this young man would either shut up or not speak, as long as he spoke, he would be out of tune, but they didn't expect that he would be so bold and dare to say anything.

Gao Ming lowered his head and touched the beloved hatchet, and said to himself: "At least I have some face when I go out. It's not like following the old horse when you traveled all over the world. The fairy masters on the mountain you met, regardless of gender, looked at me strangely. Yu Uncle Master, how did you say that sentence?"

Yu Shiwu laughed and said, "The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked."

Gao Ming nodded vigorously, "Yes!"

"I can't choose where to reincarnate, and it's almost the same as apprenticeship, so just accept your fate obediently."

Ma Kuxuan smiled instead of anger, and smiled happily, not as if he was fake, and touched the young man's head, "Besides, Master didn't treat you too badly. He said that he would take you up the mountain to practice as a god, and eat and drink with me." Spicy, it does both things."

Gao Ming thought for a while, nodded and said, "That's true."

When the young man was at the restaurant in the small town, before he ran away, he still took the hatchet in his hand and wiped the blood on the corpse.

In fact, the group of fellow villagers did not drive him away, nor did they blame him for beating people and causing disaster.

Probably because of this fool who grew up together, he is the hardest hitter in fights, and he also likes to rush to the forefront.

But when the teenager saw the guilt, fear and timidity in their eyes, he felt quite boring.

If Ma Kuxuan and his party hadn't appeared, he would have continued to hang out with fellow villagers, after all he had no other place to go.

But since Ma Kuxuan said at the time that he could go up the mountain with him to be a god, the boy with a knife wanted to know what a god is.

Gao Ming asked curiously: "Old Ma, aren't you from the same hometown as Chen Ping'an, why are you so competitive? You said it's not good for you to provoke someone, but you want to provoke him."

Ma Kuxuan raised his hands, hugged the back of his head, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Among my peers, it seems that I beat him twice?"

The young man raised his head and exclaimed: "That old horse, you are very capable, and you can be said to have had a good time."

Ma Kuxuan pointed to Yu Shiwu, "But now the person who really makes Chen Pingan afraid is your Uncle Yu."

Alone, three martial arts.

The real protection of the gods.

Yu Shiwu looked at those juniors, shook his head and said with a smile, "Do you really believe it?"

The handmaiden Shudian and the disciple Wangzu are skeptical.

Only the hatchet boy nodded and said, "I believe it, why don't I believe it."

Yu Shiwu laughed it off and turned to look south.

In his eyes, all living beings in the world are like ants in life and death, but they are as beautiful as gods.

In the Confucian Temple of Zhongtu, a place with a secret landscape in Gongdelin, sword repairer Liu Cha, has changed from a bearded hero who ran wild in the wild world to a fisherman who is obsessed with fishing.

Fishing is really easy.

Liu Cha pays more and more attention to fishing, not to mention fishing rods and baskets. In addition, choosing fishing positions, hooks and lines, bottom fishing and floating, and cake bait to raise nests are all learned. Now Liu Cha " "Taoism" has countless refinements, and the door is clear.

Of course, the premise is that Liu Cha deliberately suppressed his cultivation and fished here with the eyesight and strength of an ordinary master. Otherwise, fishing would be no fun at all.

The catch was quite rich today. Liu Cha cooked a pot of fish soup for himself. He had asked the Confucian Temple for some firewood, rice, oil and salt, and planned to buy some fish fry and put them into the lake. Just spend money to buy, fry money and travel expenses together.

The great demon of the old throne stood upright and was imprisoned in a deserted volcano group. According to legend, it was once an alchemy furnace for Taoist ancestors.

A woman in a thorn hairpin cloth skirt, with an ordinary appearance, suddenly opened a wine shop in a secluded place near the water and mountains. She doesn't care if she doesn't even have a ghostly customer.

There is only one agreement between Li Sheng and her, except not to cross the border, that is, not to hurt people's lives, and she can come and go freely in thousands of miles.

Those who came here for a drink today gathered a table together for the first time ever. There was a vassal and elegant mountain god master, and a young girl-like river lady. The other two were all refined mountain monster spirits.

It's just that these four drinkers didn't know Yang Zhi's details, they just regarded the wine shop proprietress as a water-born spirit with a small accomplishment in Taoism.

Today Yang Zhi was sitting alone at a wine table, casually flipping through a "New Book" that Hao Ran had banned long ago, there was a fable about beheading a two-headed snake in the book, and Yang Zhi felt rather sad after reading it.

The mountain god master at the next table is still bragging that now the big demon looks up to that stinky woman, and now it is under his own jurisdiction. He patrols a certain crater twice a day, and the wife and aunt are frightened. Don't dare to look at yourself.

The girl from the river put her hands on her chin, looked out at the yellow sand land with mournful eyes, and said that when a woman gets married, the rapeseed will fall to the ground, and wherever it is scattered, it will be bitter.

A river and lake ranger who did good deeds in Luzhou, Beiju and never left a name, spent money to buy a book of sword immortal seals at a ferry of immortals. He thought the price was cheap and used it to lighten his time. He never thought that there would be an unexpected joy , because when I turned to one of the pages, the base payment of a seal was the "three tricks of giving way".

Du Yu's eyes lit up, this lord Yinguan is also a wonderful person.

If the good seniors traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, they would definitely be able to chat.

At the Temple of Fire in the capital, the old coachman found Aunt Feng.

She was still sitting drunk on the steps of the flower shed, hiccupping.

The old coachman said sullenly, "What's going on?"

Previously, there was such a big commotion in Dali Capital City for no reason, and the Ascension Realm started, if one is not careful, it will be the legendary Fourteenth Realm.

Although the astonishing scene is fleeting, for these old antiques like them, the more they are so freely retractable, the more high-profile they are.

Aunt Feng smiled and said, "Finally know how to be afraid?"

The old coachman put his arms around his chest and sneered, "Of course I'm afraid!"

There's nothing to be stubborn about leaving things that everyone is afraid of.

Besides, there are no outsiders here.

Aunt Feng made no secret of her gloating, shook the jug, and joked: "It's fine for outsiders to look at the flowers in a fog, but we all watched the young people of Lizhu Dongtian, the old people who grew up step by step, why are we so careless. "

"Then trouble you to send a message to that kid, just say that I'm cowardly, and promise to take a detour when you see him in the future."

"You won't say it yourself?"

"When I see that kid, I don't get angry. It's better not to see him."

The main reason was that the boy was not kind, and he didn't give any chance to disagree. Before, the two sides just met each other, and when they met each other's eyes, they formed a relationship.

The more the old coachman spoke, the more aggrieved he became, and he stretched out his hand, "If you're idle, you're idle, let's make a pot of Baihuaniang."

Somewhat unexpectedly, Aunt Feng really gave a pot, "It's a big day today."

Aunt Feng laughed and said, "I'm not afraid of thieves stealing, but I'm afraid of thieves thinking about it."

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On the way between the wild land and a bright moon, a little light suddenly bloomed.

It turned out that it was Bai Ze who traveled through the long river of time, set off from the side of the Yaluo River, and finally stopped the four sword cultivators from dragging the moon.

Bai Ze sacrificed a statue of Dharma, and his white clothes fluttered. Only Dharma's big hand was enough to hold a bright moon.

In just a split second, from the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, at the same time, someone quietly set off and climbed to the sky in one step, showing a majestic figure of the same height, wearing a Confucian shirt.

Hold down Faxiang Bai Ze's head with one hand, press down suddenly, and push it back to the human world.

Faxiang Bai Ze dissipated with a bang, only to reappear out of thin air in a better part of the sky, and punched Faxiang in the Confucian shirt on the head, which was a heavy punch.

Confucianism and Faxiang exploded.

The next moment, he appeared behind Faxiang Bai Ze and broke the latter's neck.

One vast world, one barbaric world.

Earthquakes.

A seemingly simple "fighting method" that is not at all on the mountain, but in fact, the lingering rhyme of the two sides' Taoism has already surged into the Qingming world.

The ancient big monster was shaken and slipped away, otherwise he would wait to die here.

It didn't even dare to go to the toad palace, but hid itself and fell straight into the world.

Damn it, it turned out to be the young master with the worst temper and the best fights!