The Strongest Crossing of Great Realms

The Qingxu Dao grew out of anger, not that he really regarded the position of Shushan as the leader, but that his heart was too angry!

Since the head of Shushan in the previous generation, leading Shushan to the death of the Seven Killers, he has given birth to a few of them. Even though his qualifications are the best among many brothers and brothers, they are also extremely mediocre and cannot be compared with other schools, especially It is the first long-stay school today!

Among the various martial arts, perhaps Shushan is the weakest. No matter what the event is, as long as they gather together, they will inevitably be ridiculed and mocked.

Qingxu Road's anger is useless, but it can't be beaten, but it feels too sorry to the ancestors of Shushan.

It's just ... no matter how hard he cultivates, this practice is still progressing slowly, seeing that his life is about to end.

Ye Zhen suddenly went out of the customs and broke through the tenth heaven without the ancients. Qingxu Daochang screamed "Shushan is finally on the rise!"

"But ... after taking over the leadership for the time being, I still want to travel down the mountain," Ye Zhen whispered, because some things still need to be prepared in advance, so that it will be easier in the future.

The Minister of Qingxu Dao thought for a while and nodded, "Yeah ... Master has been in retreat in Lingtian Pavilion for 500 years.

"As for the position of the master, when the master returns, the brother invites many martial arts, and under the testimony of many martial arts leaders, he will let the brother succeed, and also let those who are not dead see, we have not fallen in Shushan!"

In the end, the Minister of Qingxu Dao said that the silver wire falling like a waterfall in the hands of the duster began to tremble. He had made up his mind. He would never disclose half the news until his master returned.

By that time, those old faces ....

Qing Xu Dao retracted his thoughts and asked Ye Zhen, "When are you going to go down the mountain?"

"Just now" Ye Zhen's words dropped and disappeared directly.

The Qingxu Road was a little hesitant, and the heart said, "It ’s okay, other disciples in Shushan have never seen the master, so the news will not be revealed, but this Lingtian Pavilion ... for 500 years, it is time to open and clean It's over. "

Thinking, when Qingxu Dao grew a big wave of his hand, thousands of golden lights broke out, forming the shape of a golden chain. The space where he passed was tightly blocked or even broken, but in the end he was taken in by the small box in his hand.

"Since the younger brother has already gone out of the customs, this bolt chain can also be retired successfully. When the younger brother takes over the position of the head, it can be granted together."

After all, the Qingxu Daochang turned around and walked back, walking very briskly, and suddenly he laughed on his back, as if the five hundred years of gloom were all released in this smile!

Qingxu Daochang returned to the head of the chair, but there was a steel needle under his buttocks. He was a little restless, his face was unpredictable, and he was worried and excited for a while.

The disciples waiting could not help but ask carefully, "But what happened to the head?"

Upon hearing this, Qingxu's long face turned cold for a moment, and he scolded, "Ask what! Do your own disciples' duty, don't ask indiscriminately!"

"It's the head!" The disciple was sweating under the might of Qing Xudao.

The disciples on the side secretly glanced at the Xu Dao, and felt that the head of the head had gone out of a trip just now, and it seemed as if he had changed his personality, and his temper was so strong.

They didn't know that the Minister of Qingxu Dao finally looked forward to the mountains behind him, with a straight waist, thinking about how to get rid of the evil in the succession hall!

"Hey..."

Qing Xu sighed and looked out of the hall, saying, "How did I forget to let my brother bring the bolt chain, what can he do in case of danger?"

...

Ye Zhen was certainly not in danger, but he met someone.

Leaving Shushan, using the method of shrinking into inches, one step to a quiet trail hundreds of miles away.

Although it is a trail, the weeds are as high as the knees, just to make people walk.

Walking aimlessly on this mountain path, when practicing ignorance, Ye Zhen walked while relaxing and feeling the practice, even when he did not know.

In the end, Ye Zhen was awakened by the coolness at his feet, and he looked down. Ye Zhen's indifferent face showed a bit of a grin, and he drew the shoes out of the water.

Ye Zhen whispered, "This place is a good place."

With a big wave, a bamboo chair and a fishing rod, I just sat by the lake and started fishing.

Looking at a few grass carp in the bucket near his feet, Ye Zhen closed the fishing rod and said with a smile, "This place has good aura, but this fish is quite spiritual."

Looking at the bucket constantly struggling, his eyes were obviously a little spiritual three grass carp.

Ye Zhen whispered, "Well, I originally wanted to bake you all to entertain the guests. In this case ... let the guest be hungry. Anyway, if he doesn't come out in the grass for so long, he should not be hungry. ".

The words fell, Ye Zhen waved his hands, and the two grass carp in the bucket were put back by Ye Zhen, leaving only one clean and passing through the branches to stand on the fire.

Gaze calmly on the rotating barbecue grill, a small stone was pinched by Ye Zhen, and then flicked his fingers.

Shizi did not know where he was going, but a plain figure fell on Ye Zhen and was illuminated by the bonfire.

However, this person looks a little bit like Ye Zhen in terms of body shape and clothing. The same figure is tall and straight, the same plain clothes, holding a sword, the same temperament as immortal, indifferent and elegant.

But ... Everything that is similar, even if Ye Zhen has hidden most of it, but the comer is still worse than Ye Zhen!

This is also the reason why the comer has been hiding his body and observing Ye Zhen silently, because during the thousand years of practice, he has stepped on the land of Shenzhou, but he has never seen him like him, but surpassed his own in all aspects. Where do people come from and who are they?

"Is Baizi painting, are you doing this?" Looking at Baizi painting hidden in the haystack for so long, Ye Zhen finally waved his right hand, and a bamboo chair was added in front of him.

Perhaps holding the world's first strength, Bai Zihua sat directly on the bamboo chair, looked indifferently at Ye Zhen, and whispered:

"who are you?"

"I ... call Mo Bing, just like you, the same downhill experience." Ye Zhen's mouth turned slightly, and the indifference suddenly turned into a polite and angry book. Such a change made Bai Zi's painting a little stunned.

Whatever the temperament of a person is, the person can change at will.

"Mo Bing ... Which martial art are you, and why have I never met you?" Bai Zihua said, just in this tone ... anyone sounds so high.

Ye Zhen didn't care, while enjoying the delicious taste, he said, "I am from Shushan, and I can't compare with your long stay."

Listening to Ye Zhen from Shu Shan, Bai Zi drew a subconscious look at the palace bells in Ye Zhen's waist. It is indeed a unique mana fluctuation of Shu Shan.

The current Shushan can be said to be a loyal younger brother who stays for a long time. Even though Bai Zi's paintings are as indifferent as Ye Zhen, he is also active in saying that "the clean and empty road is still good."

"very good"

Ye Zhen said with a smile, "Since you and I are all going through training, why not go together?"

After hearing the words, Bai Zi had to subconsciously refuse to draw, but when he reached the lips, somehow he suddenly became consent.

"It's so good. I heard that about five hundred miles in the west, a city belonging to the Shu Kingdom that you have been staying for a long time has monsters to make troubles. Would it be better for the two of us to leave at this moment?" Ye Zhen whispered.

Bai Zi's painting frowned slightly. As soon as the drug was used as a copy, it made his heart feel angry, not to mention the Shu country guarded by Changliu. Even the Shushan faction in the Tang country knew it. They didn't know it yet, but they felt a little embarrassed "it is good!"

Now that it is said that he will leave at this moment, it is naturally said to leave. The practice of the immortal world has a rule. The downhill training cannot use mana. This has almost no restrictions on Ye Zhen.

Regarding the law of space, although it is not as mellow as Kendo and Huangdao, it is no longer inferior to those who specialize in space together.

The method of shrinking into inches is a step away, which is a distance of 100 meters. This is still Ye Zhen considering that Bai Zihua cannot use mana, he cannot perform imperial swordsmanship.

Speaking of Bai Zi's paintings at this time, the world's light work was urged to the extreme, walking through the mountains and forests like ghosts, which barely followed Ye Zhen's speed.

Ye Zhen found that the practitioners in this world are very traditional. Without such complicated practice methods, if they do n’t have mana, they will not be much better than ordinary people.

Slightly frowning, Ye Zhen's speed really made Bai Zi's paintings a bit frightened. Even the head of Shushan's Qingxu Dao grew up here, and he couldn't easily show such a degree of shrinking.

It is impossible to say that the virginity of Taoism can not be achieved by himself, but the palace bell of the disciples in charge of Ye Zhen cannot be faked. This palace bell has a unique breath of Shushan. Time and master will be as spiritual as they are now.

"Couldn't it be some kind of secretary of the Shushan school?" Bai Zihua said intently.

But then he put away his thoughts, because in a short period of time, Ye Zhen had already distanced himself from him.

Hurrying all night, at dawn, Ye Zhen stopped, plain clothes are not messy, blue is not scattered, and Bai Zi's thrush is a little dense and sweaty, and the breath is slightly agitated.

If you can use mana, this is a natural journey. It is almost a blink of an eye, and Changshu and Shushan, which are thousands of miles apart, will not take a day.

"Mo Bing ..." Bai Zihua said suddenly, looking at the evil spirit rising from the sky in front of the city.

"How?" Ye Zhen whispered.

"Nothing" Baizi painting silently.

He was curious, and wondered how Ye Zhen had urged the shrinking of the land without the use of force.

However, it is not easy to use the personality of Bai Zi to call Ye Zhen's name in advance.

"Looking at these evil spirits, they should be a zombie," Ye Zhen whispered.

"Zombies ..." Bai Zi painted a breath. Still, there is mana. He can use the magic sword to capture the natural hands. But now there is only one iron long sword, and he can't use mana. The strongest of this zombie is physique.

"Brother of calligraphy and painting, I am very curious, so so grievous, not to mention you and me, ordinary people who are immortal can feel vaguely hundreds of miles apart. This is your long-term land boundary, but why do you let it go till this time?" Ye Really chuckled.

PS: I ... what can I do? MD If I do n’t write, I have to be scolded at night, write it ... I have to be scolded, or else I am split in half with a knife, half is not written? Why bother? The night plot will be in the explosion, written according to the TV series, the length is not large, if you do n’t want to watch it, you will just go past it and watch the next world.