Young man on white horse, I am in the human world, who dares to call himself an immortal?

The young man galloping on his horse.

He shouted in his heart: "I must see my master today."

Because, now he felt vaguely.

At Mingjian Villa, he used the Xichu Sword Song, which exposed his master.

These days, Qiandong City suddenly became different.

There was an oppressive atmosphere - killing intent!

He knew that all these killing intents were directed at his master.

After a few incense sticks, Baili Dongjun arrived at the long street.

There was a high wall on the street, and he could see his master as long as he climbed over it.

He jumped up, but at the moment he touched the wall, someone grabbed his collar.

Baili Dongjun was thrown on the evil spirit street.

"Who are you?" Baili Dongjun was startled, and one hand pressed on the hilt of Bu Ranchen's sword.

"Yes, you have made progress. You have learned to draw the sword against the enemy." The man smiled with his back to him.

"Who are you?" Baili Dongjun shouted.

But the man did not turn around. He was wearing a mask: "It doesn't matter who I am. You can't go in today!"

"Why not? There is no place in Qiandong City where I, Baili Dongjun, can't go!" Baili Dongjun leaned forward slightly.

"It seems that you have mastered some methods of using true energy." The masked man shook his head, "It's a pity that you want to deal with me like this, you still have a lot to go."

"Get out of the way!" Baili Dongjun jumped up, unsheathed the Unstained Dust in his hand, and slashed at the masked man.

Unfortunately, his sword was taken away by the masked man, and he also tapped the back of his head with the hilt of the sword, and fell asleep.

The masked man carried Baili Dongjun on his back, he looked back at the high wall, and then jumped away.

The sound of the piano suddenly sounded in the courtyard, as if everything that happened here was clear to the person inside.

Obviously, this was the trump card left by the courtyard for his beloved disciple.

Perhaps, at this time, the people in the courtyard had already predicted that they would die today.

The people in the courtyard sighed, then smiled: "It's okay, in the future my apprentice will hang the Peach Blossom Moon at the highest point of Tianqi City."

After the song, another figure appeared at the end of the long street.

At the same time, a note was passed in Qiandong City, but its owner could not be found.

"A Taoist priest entered the courtyard."

Then, there was another note.

"Prostitution, gambling and drugs, come out of Wanhua Tower!"

This note is what Baili Dongjun most hopes to see.

In his cognition, only his omnipotent and unruly cousin can help him.

The cousin who took him to fight a city alone and a mountain alone has the ability to help him.

In the eyes of those adults, they only have power and self-preservation, only...

Outside the high wall.

The young Taoist priest was carrying a peach wood sword on his back, looking lazy, walking on the street with big strides. He yawned, leaned over slightly, and whispered to the courtyard: "I am the chief disciple of Qingcheng Mountain Master Lu Suzhen. Wang Yihang wants to see you."

"Enter." There was a faint voice in the courtyard.

Wang Yihang smiled slightly, drew a Bagua shape on the wall, and a door appeared in the courtyard wall. He pushed the door and entered.

"The master's door is hidden very deep."

In the courtyard, an old man in a white robe and with white hair was sitting there. He gently stroked the strings of the zither without looking up. This person was Baili Dongjun's master-Confucian Immortal Gu Chen.

In the past, relying on his own strength, he extended the life of the weak and frail Western Chu. One person, one sword, and one pot of wine, he still dared to fight against 100,000 Pofeng troops!

"I haven't seen Master Lu for decades." Gu Chen said lightly.

"Master knows that you are here, so he asked me to keep you alive and take you away from here." Wang Yixing said.

"Take me away? Isn't Master Lu afraid of getting burned?" Even though Gu Chen was so calm, he couldn't help but be shocked. There were too few people who dared to help.

Wang Yixing smiled and said, "I have 1,300 peach wood swords that can be used to form formations and kill people. If anyone dares to bully you, we in Qingcheng Mountain will make him never come back."

"I met Master Lu when I was young. I thought this Taoist was arrogant and would definitely go crazy in the martial arts world in the future. Later, we all grew up and he became the headmaster. I thought he would be like those big-nosed Taoists and love to reason. Unexpectedly, he has the same spirit as before. Good, good." Gu Chen waved his hand lightly and said to Wang Yixing, "Drink."

"Sir, you haven't answered me yet." Wang Yixing asked.

"Come, take this bottle of wine back to your master." Gu Chen placed a jade bottle in front of Wang Yixing: "This wine is called Peach Blossom."

"I like Qingcheng Mountain very much, but I like Qiandong City more. I am old and don't want to leave." Gu Chen smiled.

"Sir, which one do you like more?Is it Xichu? But Xichu is long gone. "Wang Yixing said slowly: "My Qingcheng Mountain is the leader of the world's Taoism. Even Wudang Taoism and Quanzhen Taoism are not as good as us. In Taoism, we are even more responsive. Others dare not act rashly. The head master said that you are a man of great courage. We will not use you. We have no ambition. Taoism is quiet and inaction."

"I know what Master Lu thinks, but you took the first step. Do you know? Many people are waiting for this step. Outside this courtyard, they are all people who hope I will die. Of course, there are also some people with ulterior motives. "Gu Chen plucked the strings slightly.

Wang Yixing was stunned, and the peach wood sword behind him had already flown out.

He turned around and found that there was a bloody man standing in the courtyard.

"Song Yanhui."

Song Yanhui was also stunned for a moment and replied: "It's Wushuang City, Song Yanhui. "

Wang Yihang curled his lips, "I'm annoyed by you guys, you always like to put a prefix in front of your name. But, you are covered in blood, what's going on?"

"Since you took the first step, I don't know how many people outside want to come in."

Song Yanhui took back his Shuiyue Sword, clasped his fists and said, "I am Song Yanhui, a disciple of Wushuang City, and I pay my respects to Senior Gu."

Gu Chen ignored him, his hands were plucking the strings of the zither.

At this time, there was nothing to worry about.

He had explained what he should explain, especially the disciple who was most worried about Baili Dongjun, and he also gave the Qiushui Jue to that person.

And only his own death could exchange for the peace of Qiandong City.

As for the woman who once haunted him, I'm afraid she can't do what she promised him in the past.

If there is an afterlife, let's continue the previous relationship in the next life, and let all this go with the wind...

"Huh? "Gu Chen was suddenly startled. He finally raised his head and looked at another part of the courtyard, and asked in surprise: "Scholarly spirit? Noble spirit?"

"Old man! Are you Ajun's master?"

"Don't be surprised. Let me tell you how I got in."

"A little noble spirit, a thousand miles of joyful wind!"

"Break!"