Sword comes

Chapter 415

Emperor Gao of the Great Sui Dynasty attended the Banquet of the Thousand Seniors, and the envoy of Dali was the Minister of Rites who came to Longquan County back then. If Chen Pingan saw it, he would definitely recognize it at a glance.

At the feast with gray hair everywhere, sitting on the left and right of Da Li's servant were Song Jixin and Xu Ruo, both of whom used aliases, and Zhigui did not show up.

Xu Ruo was still dressed as a ranger with Hengjian behind him.

Probably except for the young embroidered tiger, no one knew what a big thing Xu Ruo had done.

Facing Mr. Fan directly, he promised one of the merchants of the Da Li Song Clan that he could enter this gluttonous feast that swept across the territory of the continent halfway, and let it flourish. The Da Li Song Clan would not interfere within 30 years.

While drinking, Xu Ruo was not thinking about these major events, but thinking about how to train Dong Shuijing, who still buys wontons every day, into a real credit knife man.

Song Jixin looked at the Emperor Gao of the Great Sui Dynasty, and then looked around, only feeling that the Great Sui Dynasty was gloomy.

Zhigui, or Wang Zhu, stayed alone in the deserted post house.

A tall, thin, middle-aged Taoist priest used a trick to conceal his real appearance, and brought two Zhenwushan monks to the post house quietly, and found him leaning on the railing under the eaves, listening to the sound of wind chimes. The juvenile Kyu.

The middle-aged Taoist priest withdrew his spells, revealing his true face, surrounded by immortal energy, with a fishtail crown on his head. Just standing in the courtyard, there is a majestic aura that coexists with the heaven and the earth, and the person stands like a giant mountain between the heaven and the earth.

Zhigui just glanced at Qi Zhen, the Daoist of the Divine Sect and the Taoist leader of Aquarius Continent. As for the cultivator with the sword in Zhenwu Mountain, she didn't even look at him. The youth of the black cat, gentle and quiet, is similar to the idiot in Xinghua Lane in memory, more delicate, his face is slightly pale, looking at her, full of a warm smile, and hidden in the depths of his eyes, a hot Possessive desire.

Zhigui doesn't like this guy very much, it's not that she has any prejudice against him, but that Ma Kuxuan's grandma is really disgusting to her. The bad habits that women in the market should have should not have, it seems that they are all given to him. The old woman is exhausted, every time I go to fetch water from Tiesuo well, as long as I meet that old woman, I will have to listen to a few yin and yang, sour words. , she had a hundred ways to make that long-tongued old woman feel worse than death. Later, old man Yang lost his mind and sent the old woman a fortune, becoming the river woman of the Longxu River in the town. Zhigui had to continue to wait for the opportunity One day, she will give that wife and aunt whose real name is Ma Lanhua a taste of purgatory on earth.

As for what will happen to Ma Kuxuan at that time, she doesn't care at all.

Qi Zhen smiled and said: "Miss Zhigui, what Master Lu asked Pindao to do has already been done. Now that Shen Gaozong has just obtained a brand new broken blessed land, Pindao welcomes Miss Zhigui to enter it to seek opportunities. Pindao is willing Escort all the way."

Tracing back to the source, although Qi Zhen is from the lineage of that Taoist second child, Lu Chen is originally one of the three master teachers, and now he is in charge of Baiyujing. Qi Zhen is very happy to be able to do something for Lu Chen, and he can enter With Master Lu's eyes, Qi Zhen firmly believes that it is no longer a luxury for him to ascend to the Ascension Realm in the future.When Qi Zhen was young, he received a prophecy from a master outside the world that "immortals also hope for plum blossoms to quench their thirst". Before the twelve realms, it was auspicious words. The bad luck of death is prophesied.The head teacher, Lu Chen, happens to be one of the big figures in the world who likes to change the fate of people who are pleasing to the eye. It is said that head teacher Lu likes to do the four major things, among which is the saying of carving rotten wood.

Ma Kuxuan only had her eyes on her, looked at the girl he had liked for a long time, and said with a smile: "Don't bother Tianjun, I can do it."

Zhigui ignored a Taoist lord, didn't even straighten his sitting posture, still lazily tilted his head, and looked at Ma Kuxuan, "You are the blessing that Lu Chen promised to give me. Take my orders"

Back then, when Lu Chen set up a fortune-telling stall and met Emperor Dali and Song Jixin, he went to Niping Lane alone and found her. He said it was through a little trickery that Song Zhengchun got a sentence that was exactly what Lu Chen wanted, "Let go Ma", so he was able to justify his name and take Ma Kuxuan into his pocket. Lu Chen planned to give Ma Kuxuan to Zhigui.

Zhigui didn't care about the ins and outs, and he didn't pay much attention to it at first, because he didn't think that a Ma Kuxuan could make a lot of trouble. Later, Ma Kuxuan became famous in Zhenwu Mountain, and he was invincible twice, breaking through all the way one after another. She felt that although Ma Kuxuan was not one of the five people, there might be other secrets, Zhigui was too lazy to think about it, and it was not a bad thing to have an extra knife in her hand. Now she has nothing to be free except for the Fu family in the old Dragon City Called minions.

Ma Kuxuan nodded and said: "I listen to you. Who do you want to kill, just tell me, as long as it is not the old bastard of the upper five realms, I promise to bring his head back. As for the upper five realms, wait and see later It's fine, and it shouldn't take too long."

Because of liking Zhigui, Ma Kuxuan was often complained and nagged by his grandmother in the ancestral house in Xinghua Lane.

Only in this matter, the grandma who doted on him the most would say something against him.

Zhigui asked: "Then can you kill Chen Pingan?"

The Taoist guard of Zhenwu Mountain tightened his heart, and said in a deep voice, "No."

Zhigui just stared at Ma Kuxuan.

Ma Kuxuan smiled and said: "In the cliff academy, there are saints sitting in the town, I can't kill Chen Ping'an. But you can give me a time limit, such as one year, three years or something. But to be honest, if the rumors are true, The current Chen Ping'an is not easy to kill, unless "

Zhigui snorted, and interrupted Ma Kuxuan's words directly, "Forget it. It seems that you are not very good, Lu Chen is not very kind, and I gave it to the descendants of Tianjun Xie Shi, that silly long eyebrow Son, when I make a move, it will be an exquisite pagoda comparable to immortal soldiers, and it's my turn to be so petty."

That Zhenwushan Bingjia monk was afraid that Ma Kuxuan would be annoyed after hearing these words.He never thought that when he looked at the lake of his heart with the secret method, it was as calm as a mirror, and there was even some radiance symbolizing joy in the mirror.

Ma Kuxuan smiled brightly and said: "Wang Zhu, just wait, one day, you will know that I am the best. What kind of priceless immortal soldiers, what kind of blessed son of heaven, when the time comes, you will look back and see that I am the best." It's just rags and ants."

Zhigui was a little strange, "Why do you like me in a small town, and I haven't dealt with you much, I don't remember clearly, maybe I haven't even spoken to you."

So neglected and neglected, Ma Kuxuan still behaved enough to make all the ancestors of Zhenwu Mountain stare. I saw that he was a little shy for the first time, but he didn't give an answer.

Zhigui suddenly laughed, and pointed at Ma Kuxuan, "Aren't you, Ma Kuxuan, the most famous son of heaven in Aquarius Continent?"

The corners of Ma Kuxuan's mouth turned up, and in an instant, he returned to the domineering monk that the world is familiar with. He is so talented that he makes his peers despair. The old monk only feels that hundreds of years have been lived on dogs. The key is Ma Kuxuan's number The next time you go down the mountain to sharpen, or confront people in the arena of Zhenwu Mountain, the killing is decisive, cruel and bloody, life and death can be separated in an instant, and he likes to cut grass and roots, and never forgives no matter what is right or unreasonable.

Ma Kuxuan said slowly: "I'm not a proud son of heaven."

The black cat squatting on his shoulder curled up and raised its paw to lick it, especially docile.

Zhigui took a look at him, curled his lips, "It's up to you."

Ma Kuxuan asked: "If I beat Song Jixin to death one day, will you be angry?"

Zhigui seemed a little annoyed, and stared and said: "Ma Kuxuan, please stop talking big before you have no skills, otherwise it will be very annoying."

Ma Kuxuan smiled and said, "I'll listen to you."

The guardian of Zhenwu Mountain, who watched Ma Kuxuan grow up step by step, felt complicated.

Tianjun Qizhen is indifferent to these things.

It's just out of respect for Master Lu who has returned to Bai Yujing that he stands here patiently, watching these juniors chatting like a play.

Regardless of Zhigui's and Ma Kuxuan's respective identities, as long as they don't enter the upper five realms for a day, they are two pieces of exquisite porcelain that can be broken at any time.

Ma Kuxuan said regretfully: "I'm going to the Zhuying Dynasty right now, and kill a few immortal sword cultivators as an opportunity to break through."

Zhigui casually said: "I care where you go."

Ma Kuxuan laughed loudly, turned to Qi Zhen and said, "Then please ask Tianjun to take us out of the city."

Qi Zhen nodded, and after speaking to Zhigui, the three of them disappeared.

During the large formation in the capital of the Sui Dynasty, no one noticed anything unusual.

Such as entering and exiting the land of no one.

In the secular world of the entire Aquarius Continent, Dali Capital might make this Heavenly Monarch a little afraid.

Zhigui lay on the railing, feeling a little drowsy, closed his eyes, scratched the railing randomly with the nail of a slender finger, creaking.

She turned around, leaning her back against the railing, her head tilted back, and her body was curvaceous.

She bent her fingers and flicked them again and again, and the string of wind chimes under the eaves jingled.

In the twilight.

She opened her golden eyes with erect pupils.

The vision dissipated.

She stood up, slim and graceful, smiling and looking towards the gate of the courtyard.

Song Jixin walked into the courtyard with a faint smell of alcohol.

She asked, "Is the Banquet of Thousand Seniors fun?"

Song Jixin shook his sleeves and lamented, "Those old fellows at the banquet wanted to skin the three of us, eat our flesh, and drink our blood. They scared me to death."

Zhigui asked curiously: "Didn't we conclude a century-old covenant? We have no grievances or enmities with the young master. Our Dali cavalry went south without passing their door. Why are they so unfriendly?"

Song Jixin leaned against the railing, thought for a while, and replied: "I'm used to living a good life, I can't bear the slightest grievance."

Zhigui suddenly said, "Well, that servant has a much better temper than them."

Song Jixin mistakenly thought that she was talking about the bullshit in the nearby streets and alleys back then

He smiled and said: "When the young master is successful, I will definitely help you out."

Zhigui hummed, and asked: "Those three books, have you not figured out the way?"

Song Jixin was a little tired, closed his eyes, and rubbed his cheeks with his hands, "Maybe it's just some ordinary books, which made me suspicious for so long."

Song Jixin suddenly reached into his sleeve, took out a khaki four-legged snake that looks like it is often seen in the countryside, and threw it on the ground, "It was always ready to move at the feast of the thousand old men. If Xu Ruo hadn't suppressed it with sword intent, it would probably have Go straight to the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty, and eat his head off for supper."

The maid squatted down, took out a Gu Yu coin, and put it in the palm of her hand.

The four-legged snake flinched, not daring to swallow the food in one gulp.

Song Jixin bent down, looked at the little guy with horns on his forehead, and said helplessly, "Look at your cowardly look, and look at your water dragon in Shujian Lake, it's a world of difference."

Song Jixin ignored it, yawned, and went to sleep in the house.

Zhigui shook his palm, but the four-legged snake still didn't dare to move forward.

"You're smart."

Zhigui smiled and threw the money from the palm of his hand into his mouth, the little guy seemed aggrieved and neighed softly.

Zhigui clenched his fist and slammed it on the head, "It won't open for three years, and it will be eaten for three years after opening, I don't understand this."

She stood up and kicked the four-legged snake into the yard, "I have no ability at all, and I dare to expect the ancient relic of the national teacher, just drooling secretly, and I was caught straight , how can you put up such a thing that is not enough to succeed but not to be ruined."

Zhigui sat on the steps, took off an embroidered shoe, and waved to it.

The little guy came to her feet obediently, and she picked up the embroidered shoes while still angry, and patted the little guy.

On the Piyun Mountain in Longquan County, Linlu Academy was newly built, and the Emperor Gao Xuan of the Great Sui Dynasty studied here. Neither the Great Sui nor the Great Li deliberately concealed this fact.

This is the second time for Gao Xuan to enter Longquan County, but once in the sky, he needed to walk through a sky-reaching ladder to the Lizhu Cave, and this time he was on the ground, on the real Dali territory.

Piyun Mountain is now Dali Beiyue, the mountain is new, and the academy is also new. From the master who preaches and teaches, to the young scholars who study and learn, it is also new.

Linlu Academy was organized by the Dali Imperial Court. It does not have the title of one of the 72 academies. The owner and deputy head of the mountain are not well-known. It is going to go to "72", and the Song family of Dali is determined to win it.

At the beginning, Gao Xuan thought that he was in the academy, there would definitely be many conflicts, at least there should be some cold eyes, or else it would be a temptation with ulterior motives, just like Li Baoping and Yu Lu who went to the cliff academy in Donghua Mountain. They all have to suffer from being bullied.However, after Gao Xuan stayed in Linlu Academy for a few months, he felt a little disappointed, because it seemed that from the master to the students, he didn't pay much attention to the students or classmates of the prince of the enemy country, and almost no one showed obvious hostility.

Gao Xuan was puzzled by this for a long time, but was awakened by the words of the old ancestor of the Geyang Gao clan who practiced in Piyun Mountain.

In just a hundred years, the Dali Dynasty grew from a vassal state of the Lu Dynasty, from the earliest muddy pond where eunuchs intervened in politics and foreign relatives ruled over power, to today's northern overlord of Aquarius Continent. During this period, wars continued, and wars continued. In the dead, they have been annexing neighboring countries. Even the people of Dalijing City come from all directions, and they don’t have the current status of many people in the Sui Dynasty. How is it now? like this.

A little bit of Gaoxuan will penetrate, the running water will not rot, and the door hinge will not be moth.

However, the ancestor of the Gao family, who used to be a storyteller in the capital city of the Sui Dynasty, said with emotion, "It's right to bleed."

Whenever Gao Xuan had free time, he would carry his bookcase on his back and travel alone to the mountains in the west of Longquan County, or go to the small town to wander the streets, or go wandering in the newly built county town in the north. Take a detour and go to a burning incense road with a mountain temple in the north, and eat a bowl of wontons. The owner of the shop is Dong, a tall young man, and he treats people kindly. Gao Xuan came and went, and became friends with him. I personally cook two home-cooked dishes, and the two of them drink some wine.

Gao Xuan would occasionally go to a house that was no longer inhabited. It was said that the owner was a man named Li Er. The house has hit a wall, after all, there is no title deed.

Inside Gao Xuan's bookcase, there is a dragon king basket,

Every day, according to the secret technique taught by Gao's ancestors, Xiaoshu Qian Xiaolian is poured into it, making the aura inside as thick as water.

Inside the small bamboo fish basket, there is a golden carp swimming slowly.

That was the first time Gao Xuan met Li Er, and of course Chen Pingan.

In fact, before Gao Xuan came here, he had already made mental preparations. Maybe one day he would need to hand over the Dragon King Basket and the golden carp to some powerful figure in the Dali Dynasty as the price for his stable studies in Linlu Academy.

But so far, even County Magistrate Yuan and Governor Wu have not come to see him.

Gao Xuan was squatting by the stream to wash his face that day, when he suddenly turned his head and looked, he saw a handsome man in a snow-white robe with a golden earring hanging from his ear.

Gao Xuan quickly stood up, saluted and said, "Gao Xuan pays homage to Beiyue Zhengshen."

Wei Bo, the righteous god of Dali Beiyue, said with a smile: "Don't be so polite, seeing you go around a lot of places, it's not a problem to always carry the Dragon King basket on your back like this. If you trust me, you might as well open the Dragon King basket and put the golden carp in it." Enter the stream and keep it in the living water. Using spiritual energy as water is dead nourishment. Over time, you will lose your spirituality. In a short period of time, your realm will rise quickly, but you will be blocked at the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul Realm. If you enter the water, it will be much worse to absorb spiritual energy every day, and the progress of cultivation is relatively slow, but in the long run, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages."

Wei Bo pointed to the distance, "From here to the Longxu River, and then to the Tiefu River, it can swim freely. I will say hello to the two river wives and river gods, and I will not restrict its practice."

Gao Xuan was actually a little hesitant.

He has never dealt with this Dali Mountain Yuezheng God, so don't worry

The golden carp in the fish basket was hailed by the ancestors as an existence that was expected to jump over the dragon gate in Middle Earth and transform into a real dragon in the future.

On the avenue, people's hearts are quiet, and all kinds of calculations emerge in endlessly.

Being robbed by others of this great opportunity, since Gao Xuan has been under the fence of others, he has to recognize it. If he recognizes the general trend, his Dao heart will become more firm, and he will work hard in adversity, which is the best way to forge his heart.

But if he is tricked by others and loses the blessings that already belonged to him, it will not only lose a golden carp, but also cause flaws and gaps in Gao Xuan's avenue.

Wei Bo smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, it won't be too late to release it when you figure it out someday."

Wei Bo was about to turn around and leave.

The ancestor of the Gao clan came suddenly from Piyun Mountain, appeared next to Gao Xuan, and said to Gao Xuan, "Just listen to Mr. Wei, there is no harm for everything."

Seeing the appearance of his ancestor, Gao Xuan no longer hesitated, opened the bamboo box, took out the Dragon King basket, and put the golden carp into the stream.

The golden carp flicked its tail happily, and flashed downstream.

Gao Xuan was squatting by the water, holding an empty fish basket in his hand, and murmured: "After being in the cage for a long time, I can return to nature."

When Zhao Yao left Lizhu Dongtian in a bullock cart, he went to a fairy school in the middle of Aquarius Island near the west sea to practice Taoism according to his grandfather's arrangement.

But on the way, he met the young man with a mole between his eyebrows, who called himself Xiuhu.

Zhao Yao finally handed over the Chunzi seal presented by the gentleman, because the other party was Cui Chan, the master of the Great Li Kingdom.

Among the small town schools, Zhao Yao was the one who accompanied his husband the most among his generation. The children of Li Baoping and Song Jixin, the peer Zhao Yao admired, were not as good as him in this matter.

Zhao Yao traveled all the way, relying on Cui Chen as an exchange, a secret method of cultivation and two artifacts from the immortal family presented to him, which can always turn danger into good fortune.

But at last Zhao Yao approached the fairy cave, and the ox cart had already reached the foot of the mountain, but the haggard Zhao Yao suddenly changed his mind, abandoned the ox cart, untied the buffalo, and continued to go west to the sea alone, and finally found the buffalo. I got off a legendary fairy family ferry, took a ferry to the fairy island that is lonely overseas, and then changed to a ferry, and continued to the direction of Zhongtu Shenzhou. After all, the entire Aquarius Continent has cross-continent ferry boats from the old dragon city. And most of them are merchant ships hanging upside down. Therefore, if the Qi practitioners in Aquarius Continent want to go to the Shenzhou Continent of Middle Earth, they can only use Zhao Yao's method, and use the short and medium-distance ferries of the Xianjia sect on the sea again and again.

But after most of the journey, the ferry boat on which Zhao Yao was riding encountered a catastrophe. The ferry was smashed by some kind of flying fish like a swarm of locusts. Zhao Yao and most of the people fell into the sea. He died on the spot, and Zhao Yao escaped by relying on a magic weapon for protection, but the vast sea seemed to be a dead end, and he would be buried in the belly of a fish sooner or later.

Two Jindan cultivators on the ferry wanted to escape from the wind, one tried to break through the formation of flying fish, but died in despair from the endless shoal of flying fish, and his body was smashed to pieces. into the sea.

Zhao Yao was sitting on a giant log of a wrecked ferry boat, with the package tightly tied to his body, drifting around for an unknown amount of time, with a haggard appearance, life would be worse than death.

Finally unable to hold on, Zhao Yao passed out, fell from the giant tree into the sea, and drifted with the current by relying on the last gleam of the magic weapon for protection.

When Zhao Yao opened his eyes in a daze, he found himself lying on a bed. He woke up suddenly and sat up. It was a spacious but simple thatched hut. There were books on the walls, and there were so many yellowed books that it was almost unbearable. walk.

Zhao Yao, who was already skinny and skinny, got up and found that the package was on the bed

After opening the head, there was nothing missing inside, and I was relieved.

Walking along the half-person-high "Book Mountain" trail, Zhao Yao walked out of the hut. After pushing the door, the mountains suddenly opened up. He found that the hut was built on the top of a cliff, and he could see the sea by pushing the door.

Zhao Yao also saw a sheathless sword slanted on the top of the mountain, which was rusty and dim.

Zhao Yao walked to the edge of the cliff, staring blankly at the bottomless top.

Just when Zhao Yao was about to take a step forward, a warm voice sounded beside him, "There is no unparalleled road, are you just so disappointed in yourself?"

Zhao Yao's eyes were dim with tears, he turned his head and saw a slender man in green shirt overlooking the sea.

Zhao Yao, who was still a young man at that time, wiped away his tears, and suddenly asked: "Sir, you must be an expert in the world, can you accept me as a student? I want to learn the magic of the fairy family."

The man shook his head and said with a smile: "I have never been a teacher, nor have I ever accepted a disciple. I am afraid of trouble. If you take care of your health here, I will send you away."

Zhao Yao asked, "Where is this place?"

The man smiled and said, "Where else can it be in the world."

Zhao Yao was probably broken and broken, and when his heart was most desperate and fragile, he asked very bluntly: "I want to know, where is this in the world?"

The man was not angry at all, he smiled and said, "It's not that I deliberately played against you. This is an ordinary place without a name. It's not a fairy mansion. The aura is thin. It's not far from the Divine Continent of Central Earth. You can meet fishermen or pearl divers."

Afterwards, Zhao Yao stayed here to cultivate his body. After getting along with him for a long time, he would find that that man, except for his strong feet, was actually very ordinary.

Even though there are a lot of books in the huts on the top of the mountain, the man usually doesn't speak a word of profound words, he has to eat every day, and often walks down the mountain to the beach.

Zhao Yao just flips through books and reads every day, or just sits by the cliff in a daze.

Only one day when Zhao Yao was so bored and panicked that he wanted to pull out the sword on the ground, the man stood by his hut and reminded Zhao Yao not to touch it with a smile.

Zhao Yao asked curiously, "Does this sword have a name?"

The man in the green shirt shook his head and said, "It never happened."

Zhao Yao asked again, "Sir, you failed the imperial examination or escaped from your enemies, so you left the land and lived in seclusion here."

The man still shook his head: "Neither, it's not as complicated as you think. I just agree with one sentence. Life is really difficult, and the roads are many. Since the road is difficult, stop, be lazy, and think about it."

Zhao Yao tentatively asked: "Sir, it's really not that worldly expert, such as a land fairy in the realm of Jindan and Nascent Soul"

The man smiled and asked back: "Of course I'm not some kind of immortal. Besides, whether I am or not has nothing to do with you, Zhao Yao."

Zhao Yao has lived here for nearly two years, the island is not too big, Zhao Yao can already walk around alone, and it is true as the man said, if you are lucky, you can meet a fisherman who goes fishing, and there is a great risk , but a pearl diver who can get rich overnight.

Zhao Yao's mood stabilized, so he took the initiative to speak and told the man that he wanted to travel to the Divine Continent of Middle Earth.

The man smiled and nodded, "Be careful on the road, remember not to be disappointed in yourself, maybe this is the most disappointing."

Zhao Yao blushed a little, and finally took out the wood-carved Chilong paperweight, "In order to repay the kindness of saving my life, I want to give it to my husband."

The man waved his hand, seemingly helpless, "When the outside world has become able to save people, it is a matter of high morality."

Zhao Yao said stubbornly: "But Mr. saved me without expecting anything in return. The rescued person has to care that this is already the most important thing in my body. It's just right to use it to repay Mr. Mister."

The man smiled, "That means the world hasn't gotten too bad after all."

It's just that the man still didn't accept the paperweight in the end.

Zhao Yao took a self-made raft to land, and standing on the raft, Zhao Yao bowed goodbye to the man on the shore.

After that, the man still lives in such a leisurely way.

One day, the long sword on the top of the mountain trembled slightly.

The man stood beside the long sword, looked in the direction of Aquarius Continent, and said with a smile: "Don't go over it, old Huangli."

The trembling of the long sword gradually stopped.

Afterwards, two visitors appeared on the island out of thin air, an old Taoist with a drunken nose and a young Taoist. The latter squatted on the ground and vomited.

Starting from the alley of the village in the southeast of Aquarius Island, to the shore of the west sea of ​​Aquarius Island, and then to an isolated island in the sea where the Zongzitou Xian family is located, and finally here, the young Taoist priest has vomited again and again.

The old Taoist quickly squatted down, patted his apprentice's back lightly, and said guiltily: "It's all right, I'll vomit again after vomiting this time, uh, maybe twice, and I'll get through it."

The young Taoist vomited so much that he almost vomited bile, and asked with red eyes: "Master, you always say that every time, when will you be the first, can you give me an accurate answer?"

An old Taoist in a strange Taoist robe with sleeves like a fire dragon swimming around, with an embarrassed smile on his face.

The young Taoist stood up and asked, "Master, you said you wanted to take me to meet the person you admire the most, but you don't want to tell me about the person he came from, why?"

The old Taoist smiled and said nothing, raised his head and asked: "Open the door, our master and apprentice will ask you for a cup of tea, is that okay?"

The man sighed, and appeared at the beach, standing a foot away from the master and the apprentice, "I am a scholar, and you are a great celestial master with a foreign surname from Longhu Mountain, but you want to compete with me in thunder law and talisman."

The old Taoist has already used supernatural powers, so that his disciples will not hear this person's words.

There are some things that need to be kept secret from this silly disciple.

The little old Taoist asked with a smile: "Why don't you even let in the door? You have agreed to compete with me in Taoism to get in. Even if I win, then you can lend me that sword."

The man shook his head and said, "You really want to be so pestering"

The young Taoist priest Zhang Shanfeng couldn't hear what the master and the man in the green shirt were talking about.

In fact, Zhang Shanfeng was horrified to find that when he saw the face of the man in the blue shirt, he would forget what he had seen before.

The old Taoist laughed and said: "Oh, you are angry, come out and beat me if you have the ability."

The man twitched his lips.

Zhang Shanfeng suddenly heard his master's stinky and shameless words, and couldn't help reminding him softly: "Master, although you have always claimed to be a person who has cultivated the truth, but as a Qi practitioner on the mountain, when you visit, your words are still Pay attention to etiquette and demeanor."

The old Taoist nodded repeatedly and said yes, then glared at the man, "What kind of a hero is he who uses such tricks?"

The man said: "You can't even pull out that sword, so what can I borrow?"

The old Taoist looked dignified, "The current state of the poor Taoist is still unable to pull out."

The man nodded and said: "If you go to a higher level, you will still be uncontrollable."

The old Taoist sighed deeply.

Back then, there was a secret incident in Longhu Mountain.

The old Taoist promised the great celestial master of the previous generation that only by beheading the Ascension Realm demon can he return to Longhu Mountain in a legitimate way.

Now the outcome is [-]-[-]. He is sure of winning, but if it is a matter of life and death, it will only be between [-] and [-].

The old Taoist glanced at the disciple who he had the most high hopes for beside him, and decided to give it a try.

The man suddenly looked at the young Taoist priest, "Your fist"

Zhang Shanfeng was currently carrying an ordinary peach wood sword from Longhu Mountain, and a damaged ancient sword engraved with the word "Zhenwu". After hearing the question from the man in the blue shirt, Zhang Shanfeng was at a loss.

The old Taoist said proudly: "What, it's amazing, it's my disciple who created it himself."

For the first time, the man in the blue shirt showed a look of appreciation, "Maybe he can open up a new way for martial arts in the world, and can also evolve many merits. Well, what's more rare is that his heart is sincere, and you have accepted a good disciple."

The old Taoist grinned from ear to ear, and started talking nonsense, "Where is it? It's so-so. There are seven or eight disciples like me."

Zhang Shanfeng didn't feel that the master was talking big, and he didn't feel lost because of it. When he was practicing on the mountain, he was indeed the most mediocre person. He was far inferior to his senior brothers and sisters, and even worse than some little Taoist boys whose seniority was only his nephew.

The man smiled and said, "I've heard about what happened in Longhu Mountain back then. If you want to bring this disciple up the mountain to worship the ancestor, it's as difficult as climbing to the sky. It just so happens that the monster has indeed crossed the border."

The man thought for a while, "Wait for me for a stick of incense."

Turn around and walk up the mountain.

The man in the green shirt casually grabbed the long sword stuck on the top of the mountain in his hand.

This outsider who was only willing to admit that he was a scholar didn't show any high spirits, and even after pulling out the long sword that a great celestial master with a foreign surname could not pull out, it didn't cause any vision of heaven and earth.

Just like any poor scholar in the world who is studying hard in a cold window, sitting in the study, picking up a pen, just wanting to write some articles the size of tofu cubes.

He went to an abyss that no one dared to enter in the Divine Continent of Central Earth, and with a single sword, he wiped out the monster of the thirteen realms entrenched at the bottom of the abyss, destroying both body and spirit.

Returning to the top of the mountain, he inserted the rusty long sword back into the ground, walked down the mountain, and said to the old Taoist, "Now you can climb Longhu Mountain."

The old Taoist said with a hippie smile: "It's embarrassing, I don't want to thank you for your kindness, let's go first and come back later."

Pulling Zhang Shanfeng's arm with a dazed face, he drew a talisman with his foot, and directly shrank tens of thousands of miles to a high mountain in the inland of Zhongtu Shenzhou.

The man in the blue shirt didn't mind either, he stood where he was and continued to watch the sea.

Zhao Yao was young and ignorant at the time, and once asked him if he was a frustrated person.

This question is really interesting.

Because this scholar has always been hailed as the most proud in the world.

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