After Jiaoqibao and Long Aotian switched bodies

The wind lifted a corner of the black curtain, and the expressions of the monks in the audience were all different. The disciple in Tsing Yi held the bell hammer and rang the huge bell, and the aftershock of the bell was long.

This bell is the meaning of ringing gold to withdraw troops. If the master loses, he will ring the bell to let everyone in the square know that someone has won the master. The peak masters can come and see this monk and decide whether to accept him or not.

On the first day of the entry trial, there were a lot of spectators under the first arena, and everyone knew Yuan Jiuyuan's name. Most of the monks were jealous, but they had never seen the demons, only heard that the demons had black hair. With red eyes and inhumanity, he came to see what this demonic man looked like with curiosity.

Unexpectedly, he looks exactly like Daoxiu, his eyes are not red, and he is more handsome than the Daoxiu present, and his strikes are more determined and powerful.

A rising star in the whole hall of Taoist cultivators, no one can survive three moves under his sword, so he pinched the spell and surrendered to ask for help, what a shame!

On the second day, half of the people in the arena were missing, and they all went to other arenas to watch. I didn't expect that someone defeated Yuan Jiuyuan today. Wouldn't it be a good thing to please everyone?

In an instant, the sword was shining, and the flying magic weapon was flying towards the sky. A huge crowd gathered under the No. [-] ring, and everyone wanted to see who won the glory for Daoxiu.

The blood-stained steps on the steps covered with a thick red carpet were black and purple after being oxidized in the past few days, but today they are dazzling. Even with a smile!

There are two dimples on Yuan Jiuyuan's cheeks, one deep and one shallow. People with dimples smile kindly and pleasantly, but this doesn't hold true for him, on the contrary, there is a bit of willful evil.

Behind him was a young man with a clean and handsome face. He followed Yuan Jiuyuan step by step. When he saw the surging crowd, he smiled and waved his hands with a modest and polite manner.

What a young talent!

Everyone sighed in their hearts.

In fact, this is Wen Gu's occupational disease.

Yuan Jiuyuan stepped down the last step, turned around suddenly, and stretched out a hand towards Wen Gu.

Wen Gu lowered his eyes to look at his generous hand, and held it gently. Yuan Jiuyuan's knuckles in his palm were slightly cold, and contained tenacity. It's not strange to hold hands with a good friend, right?

The overhanging sleeves covered their intertwined hands, with a corner occasionally showing through the sleeves as they walked.

Suddenly, the clouds in the sky revealed a golden light, like the brilliance of the rising sun, and rushed towards Xuanwu Square. It turned out to be a huge golden sword in the clouds, splitting the sky and making a crackling sound.

Yuan Jiuyuan frowned, and stood in front of Wen Gu, subconsciously protecting him behind him.

Standing on the sword was an old Taoist with white beard and hair and a bone-like fairy style. It was Xue Zhenren from Tiandao Peak.

"I heard the bell ringing. Someone has won the Nirvana Body? Let me see who this young hero is."

Xue Zhenren waved the whisk in his hand, and it landed in the crook of his arm, with a detached posture.

Yuan Jiuyuan said lightly: "He has decided to worship under Qianhe Peak, please don't make things difficult for Master."

Wen Gu stretched out half of his face from Yuan Jiuyuan's straightened shoulder, and said in a serious tone, "I listen to him."

Yuan Jiuyuan raised the corners of his lips, and when he turned his head, Wen Gu's straight nose was wrinkled, and he was looking at him with a firm gaze.

So good, he thought.

Xue Zhenren smiled slightly, and said loudly to everyone: "Junior Junior is about to cross the catastrophe, how can he be made to worry about teaching his disciples? As the eldest disciple of Zhenjun Ziyi, I should share this worry for Senior Junior!"

In recent years, Zhenjun Ziyi seldom took care of the affairs of the sect, so this job fell on Xue Zhenren's head. Except Qianhefeng's mean and tricky Zhongyi Dao, the other peak masters are headed by him, Xue Zhenren said The words are equivalent to half the suzerain's order.

With a joyful smile, Yuan Jiuyuan said neutrally: "If Master wants to snatch someone from Qianhefeng, please go and ask Zhenjun Ziyi first."

"It is well known that the master has ignored all matters of the sect for many years, how can I disturb his old man's cleanliness for such a trivial matter?" Zhenren Xue took a step forward, and once again borrowed the crowd to put pressure on Yuan Jiuyuan, "You will not succeed Master's intention?"

Hearing this, Wen Gu leaned behind Yuan Jiuyuan's ear and whispered, "He's so rambunctious."

Yuan Jiuyuan burst out laughing, and immediately said seriously: "Uncle Master wanted to kill me a few days ago, if I had complied with Uncle Senior's wishes, I would not be standing here today."

Master Xue naturally heard Wen Gu's muttering, and Wen Gu also knew that he could hear it, so he deliberately said it for him to hear.

"I don't haggle over every detail with you, junior, I'm going to pay a visit to Ziyi Zhenjun, and ask him to hand over this young hero to Ling Xiaofeng." Xue Zhenren said righteously.

After the voice fell, they heard the zither playing in the distance, the silk strings were long and sweet, and the sweet singing sounded like pearls and jade falling on the plate. Everyone looked up at the same time, and as the music got closer, a flying boat with carved beams and painted buildings floated over.

I saw several very beautiful women sitting on the deck of the boat, some were holding a pipa, some were playing silk and bamboo, but the singing was a silver sparrow in a cage. With one hand following the song of the silver sparrow, he beat the time leisurely on the window rod.

Everyone felt that the clouds and mist on Shuijing Peak suddenly dissipated, and the vision suddenly opened up. The flying boat was hovering in the air. The owner of the boat raised his hand lightly, and a burst of purple air came, and the long white jade steps stopped in the air.

Ziyi Zhenjun left the birdcage on the flying boat, and walked down slowly on the white jade steps, like three thousand feet of white hair tied into a golden crown, wearing an elegant and luxurious purple robe, without saying a word, his power shook the world.

The world is changing, and countless heroes are washed away by the big waves, but he is the only one who stands out.

"Xiaojing..." Wen Gu read softly in a daze.

Yuan Jiuyuan raised his eyebrows. It turns out that Jing Feiming that Wen Gu has been talking about is Ziyi Zhenjun?Didn't he already show his true self in front of Purple Clothes True Monarch?

Zhenjun Ziyi stopped in his tracks, glanced at Wen Gu inadvertently, and then walked down the jade steps calmly.

Seeing everyone clapping their hands together, he said boringly: "No need to pray."

Xue Zhenren came forward with a smile, "I don't know that the master is here, but the disciple is far away to welcome."

"I went to catch a songbird, and I happened to pass by here. I heard someone talking about me, so I came down to see you." Ziyi Zhenjun looked over Xue Zhenren's shoulder, and looked at Wen Gu suspiciously.

Wen Gu's cheeks are bulging, don't turn his head and deliberately ignore him, he is very angry, he feels that he has been cheated and used his feelings, does Jing Feiming treat him as a fool?

"I was just about to pay a visit to Master. This cultivator defeated Yuan Jiuyuan. I would like to ask Master to worship him under my sect. I will teach him carefully. Please rest assured, Master Xue." accepted.

Ziyi Zhenjun squinted at him, and sneered inexplicably, "Is your golden sword okay?"

Xue Zhenren's whole body was shaken. The last time Ziyi Zhenjun only used a little purple flame to cut off his Xiaoming golden sword, and took this opportunity to beat his arrogance in front of everyone. He has restrained himself these days, but he didn't expect to get carried away today.

"You don't need to fight anymore." Ziyi Zhenjun said quietly, looking at Wen Gu openly, "You follow me, and you will follow me from now on."

Does this mean to accept Wen Gu as a disciple?

Everyone looked enviously at this young man who came out of nowhere. He was so lucky that he was favored by Zhenjun Ziyi.

Yuan Jiuyuan's breathing was stagnant, and he said neither humble nor overbearing: "True Monarch, this is inappropriate."

Ziyi Zhenjun raised his hand, signaling him not to say more, "I just want to chat with him, if he wants to be in Qianhe Peak, I will not stop him."

Yuan Jiuyuan turned his head, Wen Gu gritted his teeth and nodded to him, expressing that he would not betray friendship.

He had a very uncomfortable premonition in his heart that Ziyi Zhenjun came to fight with him for warming up.

However, he couldn't tell Wen Gu this dark thought. In front of Wen Gu, he must be a chivalrous man with deep affection, nature, and open mind, not Yuan Jiuyuan, who is narrow-minded and must take revenge.

Yuan Jiuyuan smiled lightly, and said lightly: "Wen Gu, I am waiting for you here. It is not a bad thing to worship under the Ziyi Zhenjun's sect, and everything will be according to your wishes."

"I'm here for you." Wen Gu said in a low voice, which meant that he would not go anywhere except Qianhefeng. Even though there were mountains of gold and silver outside, he just wanted to follow his master and sister, and be with Yuan Jiuyuan Practice.

A smile spread to Yuan Jiuyuan's eyes, Wen Gu came for him, is there anything more wonderful than this in this world?

Wen Gu followed Ziyi Zhenjun's footsteps up the jade steps, and after walking a few steps, he turned his head and glanced at Yuan Jiuyuan reluctantly. He still had a lot to say, which he didn't say to Yuan Jiuyuan.

Yuan Jiuyuan looked at him steadfastly, and suddenly said loudly: "True Monarch, this disciple wants to go together."

Master Ziyi let out a sigh, his five senses are more sensitive than ordinary people, he has already smelled the ambiguous relationship between the two, and walked forward without looking back, "Don't worry, I will return it to you intact."

Yuan Jiuyuan was silent. Is his affection for Wen Gu obvious?

The flying boat in the sky slowly cleared away the clouds and mist. Standing behind the railing, Wen Gu raised his hands and waved vigorously, saying goodbye to Yuan Jiuyuan seriously, until his figure gradually blurred and disappeared into the clouds all over the sky.

Yuan Jiuyuan stared at the direction where the flying boat disappeared, and the aura around him was chilling and cold. People who wanted to strike up a conversation with him did not dare to take a step forward, until a voice that was so familiar to him that he hated it sounded——

"Junior brother Jiu, I'm back."

Xu Fu stood behind him with a happy smile.

Yuan Jiuyuan didn't move at all, as if he didn't hear Xu Fu's intimacy.

Xu Fu stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, "This person's name is Wen Gu, and he claims to be from Yuning City. I've never heard of this place. Did Junior Brother Xiao Jiu know him?"

Yuan Jiuyuan nodded slowly, "Flesh and blood are connected, inseparable."

Xu Fu was slightly taken aback, with a bitter smile overflowing from the corner of his mouth, "No wonder he spoke up for you in Yunchong Cave."

Yuan Jiuyuan suddenly concentrated, "What did he say?"

Xu Fu's heart was inevitably sour, Junior Brother Xiaojiu was serious with him, he cherished words like gold, but he was single-minded when talking about that Wen Gu, even though there were thousands of emotions in his heart, he didn't have the temper to say a word, which made what happened in Yun Chongdong that day The truth is true.

Hearing that Yuan Jinmu was humiliated as a demon, Yuan Jiuyuan looked gloomy, lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly. He was used to others using his identity to make a big fuss, but Wen Gu heard these words.

Will Wen Gu hate him because of this?

Yuan Jiuyuan really wanted to cut off Yuan Jinmu's tongue.

Until Wen Gu once said, "If you don't let him be named Yuan, then he will take my surname. Yuan Jiuyuan doesn't care about your Liming Villa!", Yuan Jiuyuan smiled softly, Wen Jiuyuan is also a good name.

Xu Fu said, "I want him." Yuan Jiuyuan smiled deeper. He was worried that because of his status as a demon, Wen Gu would regard him as a different kind like others, but his Wen Gu not only didn't hate him, but was always in front of others. maintain.

What an honor this is?

He didn't even hate Yuan Jinmu that much anymore. If he had known that he had made Wen Gu say these words, he would have been more merciful in the ring and saved him a few pieces of flesh.

But when Xu Fu recounted Yuan Jinmu's teasing and insulting words in embarrassment, Yuan Jiuyuan's smile gradually faded, and a faint scarlet color appeared in his dark eyes, and he asked calmly: "Yuan Jinmu? , did he really say that?"

Xu Fu sighed, and gently patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, "This man is a young man, you have seriously injured him, so don't pay any attention to him."

"I understand."

Yuan Jiuyuan turned around, the corners of his pitch-black robe fluttered in the wind, and he walked down the mountain neatly.

Xu Fu froze on the spot, staring at his hand in mid-air in astonishment, Junior Brother Xiao Jiu became more and more indifferent.

Is he doing something wrong?

……

The gate tower under Shuijing Peak is painted with red paint and gold, and scattered tables and chairs are placed in a small hall to invite guests to wait here. Today, a soft couch was spread on the table. trembling.

The servants around him frantically took out the sore medicine, and the snow-white powder fell on Yuan Jinmu's body, barely stopping the bleeding wound.

Yuan Jinmu's arms were clasped on the table by the servants, his feet were kicking wildly in the air, his face was flushed with pain, and veins burst out on his neck, and he shouted hoarsely: "Yuan Jiuyuan! Today's revenge, I will reciprocate a hundred times in the future!" report!"

"Young master, this Yuan Jiuyuan hurt you so deeply, this subordinate can't bear it, please allow this subordinate to go up the mountain to capture Yuan Jiuyuan, and he will pay for it with blood!"

The military commander following Yuan Jinmu said sharply.

Yuan Jinmu coughed violently a few times, and said with a gloomy face: "Don't worry, I will release the ghost monk and Buddha in his Yunchong Cave when I go back. day."

The general half-kneeled under the table, expressing his loyalty, "Please hand it over to your subordinates, and your subordinates are willing to die for the young master."

A tragic smile appeared on Yuan Jinmu's distorted face, and he leaned on the edge of the table and sat up tremblingly, "Oh! 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor!"

"Young master has such a strong backbone!" The general praised sincerely.

Yuan Jinmu waved his hand and said through gritted teeth: "What is Yuan Jiuyuan? If he wants to come before me, I will let him come and go!"

Snapped--

The closed door was pushed open from the outside, Yuan Jiuyuan walked in with a tall body, Shi Shiran, the generals who had spoken boldly just now were horrified, they all retreated as if they were facing a big enemy, and put Yuan Jin who was sitting on the table Twilight stayed ahead.

Yuan Jinmu's flushed face turned pale immediately, and he shouted loudly: "Come on, get him!"

All the generals retreated further, looking at each other in blank dismay, no one dared to take a step forward.

Seeing this funny scene, Yuan Jiuyuan sneered, came to Yuan Jinmu, raised the Buddha beads to his chin, and took out a small mahogany box, "How sinful you are on the stage today. The Chunyang Pill is given to you as an apology to you."

Yuan Jinmu was startled and frightened, Fuxi Chunyang Pill is a magic medicine for healing injuries, would Yuan Jiuyuan be so kind?

Yuan Jiuyuan was about to pull out the box, Yuan Jinmu stopped him vigilantly, "No, I will do it myself."

The small mahogany box was smooth all over, and Yuan Jinmu carefully held it in his hand, looking at Yuan Jiuyuan's calm and composed face, for killing people under Shuijing Peak, he forgives Yuan Jiuyuan for not daring.

Then he carefully opened the box, and as expected, there was a Fuxi Chunyang Pill lying in the box, Yuan Jinmu looked at this elixir greedily, and suddenly felt a red light flashing in the box, as if something was flying by.

Immediately afterwards, the wrist holding the box suddenly hurt, but the pain disappeared quickly. Yuan Jinmu raised his wrist without any wounds. The moment just now was like a hallucination.

Yuan Jiuyuan's slashed eye tails drooped, and he said casually: "I originally wanted to give this to Li Ren from Tiandao Peak, but I didn't expect it to fall on you. Your Yuan family is very lucky."