Youth song line: Taoist Qingcheng has gone down the mountain

"Uncle, there is at most one Jiazi, and the immortals from outside the territory are about to attack."

Yin Changsong was shocked when he heard this casual sentence, and a trace of nervousness appeared on his face.

But the nervousness quickly disappeared.

"Immortals from outside the territory naturally have the guardians of the four realms to resist."

Zhou really didn't refute, but just nodded lightly: "If I tell my uncle, if there is no successor for the guardians of the four realms?"

"This...how is this possible."

"How is it impossible? Master, look at the world today, how many masters with names and surnames, like me and my junior brother, have taken that step.

I met a person in Apocalypse, a senior Earth Immortal a hundred years ago, who is now guarding the southern border.

But at this time, there is no one guarding the western border. In today's world, the only ones who can guard it are me and my junior brother.

If both of us leave, what will happen to Qingcheng? "

Yin Changsong was silent, now that Qingcheng is booming, disciples under his sect have made breakthroughs again and again, today Zhou really moved the mountain to expand the Qingcheng Mountain Gate, and erected three monuments to win people's hearts.

Everything is going in a good direction, and he has foreseen the grand occasion of Qingcheng Manshan Sword Fairy.

But now it has been poured with cold water.

The sword in Zhao Yuzhen's hand was no longer engraved: "Brother, even you can't handle it? After all, you have already reached that level."

Zhou really changed his posture, sat up straight, and stretched.

"Who knows, I haven't played either.

But it can be compared.

The two countries are fighting, what is the first?

Nothing more than soldier cannon fodder.

If the people sent from outside the territory to take the lead are just small soldiers, you can imagine.

People's soldiers need our minds to travel and immortals to resist.

What about a massive attack?

What's more, there are also extraterrestrial demons who have been entangled with Buddhism.

So I left the Sword of Heavenly Dao in Tianqi City, and set up a stele of enlightenment in my Qingcheng.

It's nothing more than thinking, more rising stars and more vitality. "

Zhou Zhenzhen said that Yin Changsong and Zhao Yuzhen felt heavy in their hearts.

Indeed, if other people's pawns are all mind-wandering cultivation bases, then who will stop them if they really commit crimes?

Even if he Zhou is really invincible in the world, guarding one realm alone and repelling all enemies, what about the other three realms?

Seeing the dignified expressions of the two, Zhou really laughed and stood up.

"If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you will worry about it tomorrow.

Isn't there still so many years?

Don't underestimate the younger generation, just say I am Qingcheng, look at Xiao Feixuan, the talent to become a fairy.

Small rice bucket, the posture of a sword fairy.

If you thoroughly understand the things I passed on, it is not impossible to have two fugues within 20 years.

The world is so big and there are so many geniuses.

Or maybe, when that day really comes, you will no longer be there, Master.

Hey, hey... Uncle, after all, why are you still doing it! "

……

The news of Qingcheng Mountain seemed to have grown wings, and it flew all over the world.

Xiaoyao Xianzhou is really really famous all over the world.

Anyone who is familiar with Mount Qingcheng will be greatly shocked when they come here and see what Qingcheng looks like now.

"If the sky does not love wine, the star of wine is not in the sky.

If the land does not love wine, there should be no Jiuquan in the land.

The world loves wine, and loves wine worthy of heaven.

It has been heard that the sage is better than the sage, and the path is turbid as virtuous.

Since the virtuous saint has drunk, why bother to the gods.

Three cups lead to the road, and one fight is natural.

But if you have fun in wine, don't pass it on to the sober. "

"Good poems, really good poems. Brother Zhou Dao has a brilliant literary talent, and he has talked about the magic of drinking. So, it should be clear!"

Qingcheng Mountain became famous, and Xiaoyao Xian also became famous.

Zhou really had a few days to celebrate his birthday, so the Jiuxian came to visit.

Jiuxian, Baili Dongjun.

Holding a sword should be a sword fairy, and holding a knife should be a sword fairy.

Now he is sitting opposite Zhou Zhenzhen, and there are dozens of empty jars in front of him.

The wine was naturally brought by the Jiuxian.

"Brother Baili's words are not too high, but this poem was not written by me, it was written by a person named Qinglian Sword Immortal."

"Oh? Qinglian Sword Immortal?

To be honest, although I didn't like reading since I was a child, there are very few classics in the world that I haven't read.

But I have never heard of such a sword fairy.

Just to be able to write such a poem, I must be like you, Brother Dao, a happy fairy. "

Zhou Zhenzhen laughed: "Don't boast like that, I will be proud."

Baili Dongjun was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "Brother Dao is really a wonderful person.

In fact, I came here today uninvited, one is to see the sword tablet erected by Brother Dao.

Secondly, there are some doubts, and I hope to get an answer from Brother Dao. "

Zhou Zhenzhen's heart moved, he stared into his eyes, and nodded slowly.

"The answer you want, I can tell you now."

Baili Dongjun was a little surprised: "Brother Dao knows what I want to ask?"

Zhou really sighed: "In the world of writing, the word love kills the most.

I would like to ask Jiuxian a question, can all problems be solved by simply forgetting?

If you ask for Mengpo soup, I can tell you clearly that I can help you with this wine.

But I have always felt that escaping is a very shameful thing. Of course, I cannot deny that escaping is very useful. "

In a word, Baili Dongjun swayed, and a pain that had never been shown in front of anyone flashed in his eyes.

"Baili Dongjun, I forgot to tell you that what you just drank was Mengpo soup, and now you are drunk."

Zhou Huanzhen's voice was sacred and ethereal, and Baili Dongjun raised his head in surprise, and then saw the person he had been thinking about day and night.

Chapter 67

Li Hanyi looked at Baili Dongjun who had been drunk for dozens of days under the peach blossom tree, and a look of worry flashed in his eyes.

"Brother, how is he?"

Zhou Zhenzhen waved his hand: "It's okay, you senior brother, the demon is too stubborn. I asked my heart today, just to let him understand his own mind. When he realizes the truth, the demon will naturally disappear." Chopped."

"Demon? Brother, do you think I have a demon?"

Zhou Zhenzhen turned his head amusedly, looked at Li Hanyi, and then at Zhao Yuzhen who was equally curious.

"Isn't your demon the one with him?"

Li Hanyi blushed beautifully: "Bah, senior brother is really serious."

If someone sees the cold and arrogant iceberg beauty showing such a young daughter's attitude, their jaws will definitely drop in shock.

Zhao Yuzhen smirked twice, and turned his head away under Zhou Zhenzhen's contemptuous expression.

"Inner demons are scary, but not everyone has them.

Having said that, don't you plan to meet that little rascal?

You see, isn't this also your demon? "

Li Hanyi froze for a moment, she naturally knew that Lei Wujie had gone up the mountain.

"He, of course I want to admit it, but the current situation is a bit inappropriate."

Zhou really nodded: "Then wait, he doesn't know that you are in Qingcheng.

It's just that this kid wants to worship me as a teacher, so I still want to ask your opinion. "

Li Hanyi was a little surprised, and then overjoyed, he hugged Zhou Zhenzhen.

"If he can really worship under the brother's sect, it will be a great blessing for him."

"Ha, I'm not that good either, I'm lazy.

Do you know why he came out of the mountain this time? "

Li Hanyi frowned slightly, thinking about several possibilities for a moment, and frowned even deeper.

"I can guess a little bit."

After all, her younger brother is Lei Hong's apprentice.

Zhou really didn't intend to take care of this matter: "You don't object, anyway, I'm one sheep to herd, and two sheep to herd.

I am very optimistic about your younger brother. You are born with seven apertures and exquisite heart, and you are indeed a good seed for martial arts. "

Li Hanyi showed his face: "I said, this is his blessing."

In today's world, when it comes to swords, who can be higher than this one?

On the road, who can be better than this one?

Even if she teaches it herself, at most she can only teach a sword fairy.

But this one is different, just look at Zhao Yuzhen and you will know, no matter how bad he is, he can teach fugue.

Zhao Yu really didn't know that he had become the object of comparison again, otherwise he would definitely feel very innocent.

……

In Xiaoyao Palace, Sikong Qianluo was fighting with two rabbits.

These two rabbits are naturally the Qingfengmingyue.

Li Fansong held a piece of dog's tail grass in his mouth, put his hands behind his head, and lay on the haystack next to Xiaoyao Hall.

Lei Wujie and Xiao Feixuan were gritting their teeth and wrestling with each other, and there was no winner for a while.

"I don't believe it, how old you are, you have such great strength."

"Hmph, my flesh is not for nothing."

Xiao Se helplessly shook his head at the side, this little ram has found a good opponent with equal strength.

It's just this kid...

It's a bit too strong, he's only so old, he just celebrated his eighth birthday.

The eight-year-old's free state... Although it is not too exaggerated, this person is a Taoist.

As we all know, Qingcheng Mountain's highest mental method is the power of the dragon.

Those who get this inheritance are afraid that they will be cultivated as the headmaster of the next generation.