Chapter 365: Whether you listen to the truth or not, the sword is there

Below the sea of ​​clouds, to the west of the Dragon Climbing Platform, and to the north of the ferry island, the entire Old Dragon City fell into a situation where the long river of time suddenly stagnated.

When Fan Junmao saw the snow-white figure like a rainbow falling to the ground, his face was filled with endless thoughts and memories. In the end, tears filled his eyes. He stood up, hesitated to speak, and said another The time-honored "sitting" posture is to sit upright on the sea of ​​clouds. Later generations of Confucian gentlemen paid attention to sitting upright like a corpse and sitting like a god. This is the case.

Over there at Chenchen Pharmacy, Pei Qian was holding a hiking stick and using his crazy sword skills in the alley outside the shop door. He was unaware of the strange phenomena in the world. The Zhao family's Yin Shen on the other side of the threshold had not moved at all. .

There was a short, wealthy old man in the outer city. Just as he was about to step out, he frowned and retracted his foot. He did not move at all. He just rolled his eyes, thought for a moment, and then spoke with a more hidden secret. The spirit travels far away from the body, being sneaky and sneaky, but also like a fish in water.

Outside the east gate of Old Dragon City, the face of Yunlin Jiang’s nun was flushed, and her natal flying sword buzzed and trembled in her acupoints, which allowed her to try her best to see some blurry images.

The ancestor of Zhongxing, whose surname was Du, of the Tongye Sect, narrowed his eyes and looked towards the hole in the city wall. The natal immortal soldier swallowed the sword boat and hovered quietly beside him.

In the "doorway" that was forcibly punched out of the city wall, a tall woman in white clothes with flowing sleeves sat on the rubble, moving gently, holding a piece of clothing in her arms. The young man whose Jin Li magic weapon had almost collapsed was too seriously injured and had passed out. She lowered her head, stretched out a finger, and gently smoothed the young man's frown.

Not far away, stood an old Confucian scholar in a shabby blue shirt, raising his hand to wipe his forehead, "You are too reckless, making such a big noise, do you know, in order to cover you up?" I had put all my energy into trying to find out whereabouts. If Master Suishan hadn't been so loyal and asked me to jump directly to the northern part of Aquarius Continent, you would have known it all over the world by then. How can I practice peace of mind when I am safe?"

Seeing that the woman did not speak, the old scholar became more and more guilty. He sighed and walked to the edge of the wall without looking at the second person of the Xian family on the Tongyezhou territory. With anger in his heart, "Why, since you two like to watch the fun so much, why don't you even dare to show your head?"

To the north, a vague figure appeared, vaguely visible, it was a middle-aged scholar Scholar, there is a golden jade pendant hanging on his waist, with the seal inscription "I am good at cultivating the aura of awe-inspiring people".

To the south, there is a Confucian scholar with the same erratic figure, but he looks a little more ancient. He also has a golden jade pendant hanging around his waist, with the seal inscription "De Dao Duo Zhu".

The middle-aged Confucian scholar bowed and said: "Greetings, sir."

The ancient Confucian scholar in the south actually saw the literary sage and the old scholar, and was completely indifferent, without even moving his eyelids. .

The old scholar took a deep breath, pointed at the ancestor of the Tongye Sect's resurgence, looked at the old Confucian scholar hanging the "De Dao" jade pendant, and asked: "As a person responsible for inspecting the northern part of Tongye Continent, Saints, if you say that qi practitioners in the ten or eleven realms travel the world, you can deduce that peopleThere are so many things going on in the world, and you can’t take care of the thousands of lights under your feet in the sky. For such an Ascension Realm Qi Practitioner, are you blind? A big lantern floats in front of your eyes, but you still can't see it? "

The ancient Confucian scholar remained silent.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar sighed. He had actually been greeted beforehand, saying that Tongye Zong Du Mao would come down the mountain to visit his jurisdiction. The Aquarius Continent Old Dragon City was one of the plans of the Northern Great Li Song Clan, and it also involved the Fuji Sect and the demon clan's chaos in the Taiping Mountains. Therefore, before Du Mao left the sect, he had filed a report with the ancient Confucian scholars. It's just that the incident happened suddenly and there was no time to ask for an ultimatum from the academy, so the middle-aged Confucian scholar turned a blind eye.

The restraint on these Ascended Realm monks is the Lisheng. This is an iron law that has been established over the years. It is not that there has been no backlash. Some great monks even openly laughed at it. Master Lisheng is really philanthropic. There are so many monsters in the world. He doesn't kill them all, eradicate them and leave them to raise tigers. Not to worry about it, on the contrary, he has strict rules for his own family, and if he stretches out his arms or legs, he must be approved by the academy. Look at the Qingming world where the three Taoists are in charge. The Ascension Realm loves to stay in that White Jade Capital. It's boring. If you want to travel around the world, why do you have to obey the rules even when you sneeze?

Tongye Zong Du Mao was a little impatient, holding his hands behind his back, scratching his head with the other, and looked up at the old man. Scholar, "Are you the literary sage?" "

The old scholar actually put this person aside from the beginning to the end, and said to the two Confucian Confucian temple attendants who worshiped the seventy-two sages in the sky, "You two are both." Lao San’s favorite disciple is a saint. Lao San should have taught you, and you should remember that everyone has a heart of compassion. "

"Shame and disgust are common to everyone! ”

The former was spoken to the middle-aged Confucian scholar who sat in the southern part of Aquarius Continent.

The latter was spoken to the ancient scholar who allowed Du Mao to go down the mountain and cross the continent into Old Dragon City. Scholars said.

A scholar who can join the Confucian Temple and worship the most holy teacher is certainly a veritable saint. He is more important than the so-called Confucian sage who is the head of the Confucian academy. However, Confucianism is still orthodox in the world. Adhere to the saying of the Seventy-Two Sages.

The old scholar continued: "Your husband even said that life is what I want; righteousness is what I want. You can't have both, you have to sacrifice your life for righteousness! Now it is Chen Pingan who is teaching you how to behave! Anyway, the third child can’t teach you well, so let a child who doesn’t read much teach you.

The old man's face was stern, and he said indifferently: "You are no longer in the Confucian Temple, and you no longer have the statue to worship the gods. The academic tradition has been cut off. My husband should be respected as the Lesser Sage." "

The old scholar was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "I didn't call him an old bastard, but I already gave him a lot of face! Who do you think you are? ! Relying on bullshit moral articles and useless bullshit knowledge, you can only enter the Confucian Temple and eat cold pig head meat. "

The ancient old man's face was still expressionless, but the corners of his mouth moved slightly, as if he was sarcastic.

The old scholar patted his chest and said to himselfHe said: "You must convince others with reason and virtue."

The old scholar sighed, "You two know that I can't do anything to you now, so you are confident. "Isn't that right?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar shook his head and said: "I don't dare, and I don't want to do this."

The ancient Confucian scholar sneered: "Your knowledge is just a stick, right?" Stinky flies have ruined the great cause of our Confucian tradition."

This ancient Confucian scholar, wearing the golden jade pendant "De Dao Duo Zhu", did not retreat but took a step forward, "I will stand in front of you." In your face, what can you do if you say so?"

The old scholar laughed angrily, "When I was at the height of my power, you forgot about the fact that you studied so hard in books about my lineage of knowledge. ? If I remember correctly, you went to ask Cui Chan for advice? What was the result? Cui Chan has never done many good things in his life. He learned nothing from you and only learned the sanctimony of the third child. ? In the future, the title of 'Hypocrite' will be promulgated to be on par with the gentleman, which is really to the point."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar had a wry smile on his face.

The Confucian scholars of ancient times had great determination. Even though they were so humiliated by the old scholar, they still looked calm.

The old scholar raised his head, looked up into the sky, and murmured: "A gentleman can be deceived. This is what you said yourself, Lao San. I know you want to add another one to the scholars." Shackles, you want to echo the words of the sages, "Self-denial and restoration of propriety are benevolence." But if you look at this world now, is it in line with your original intention? Don't look at other people, just look at your proud disciple. Because of this, the disciples of Tangtang Liji Academy, the Grand Priest, and the Lisheng, shamelessly asked Bai Ze to take action, but what did they say? "Look again." What should I watch? The world is just not going to work, it’s just that it’s getting worse, and people’s hearts are not as good as they used to be! What did we say when we were discussing knowledge? Even if we have different paths, we all think that ‘people today are not necessarily inferior to the ancients’. It’s a joke. What a joke!” p>

The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked at the ancient Confucian scholar in the south and chuckled: "Why don't you admit your mistake to me sir?"

The ancient Confucian scholar asked in return: "What's wrong? ?”

The middle-aged Confucian scholar pondered for a moment, “To cut off people’s cultural connections, one should only start with knowledge, and one should only start with the choice of the people and the country, and should not convince others by force. The Qigong Practitioner, under the guise of provoking the four holy masters, arbitrarily killed a young man who may be a disciple of Wen Sheng. It is unreasonable and disrespectful!”

The ancient Confucian scholar said calmly: "I am looking at the great achievements of the Qianqiu period and the destiny of the culture for thousands of years."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar shook his head slightly and said nothing.

The old scholar sat down on the edge of the hole in the wall, "Whether you tell the truth or not, who says it, others listen or not, some truths are always there, you don't understand. "

Behind him, a cold voice said, "Have you finished speaking?"

The old scholar nodded, with his shoulders slumped and his hands folded on his knees, feeling a little discouraged.Frustrated, "I've finished speaking. After running so far, I still had the energy to cover you up all the way. Now I'm talking so much nonsense, and I don't have any energy at all. The most holy teacher, the sage of rites, the third child, I, With so many good principles that I have worked so hard to figure out, I think I should return them to Fangtiandi intact."

The tall woman in white gently put down Chen Pingan, stood up, and walked slowly to the old man. Next to the scholar, "Then it's my turn to speak my mind. I've agreed in advance that if you dare to stop me, I'll do it with you..."

The old scholar shook his head and said: "If you don't stop me, it's me. What a shame, the old man has no ability. That’s why Xiao Qi died and Xiao Ping’an suffered like this. I’m sorry for these two disciples. Some people want to eat shit, but I can’t stop them. I stop the reasonable ones. What are you doing?" Du Mao, who had been standing there watching the show, laughed and said, "Why, he is also a reclusive sword cultivator? He can't be from the Immortal Realm? Ascension realm, right?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar glanced at the ancient Confucian scholar to the south. The latter looked solemn and solemn, obviously facing her more than the former literary sage

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The old scholar is under greater pressure.

The woman in white yawned, took a step forward, landed straight under the wall, and moved forward slowly.

An old sword with no scabbard or hilt hangs on the waist. It is stained with rust, except for a small section at the tip, which is polished to an extremely sharp edge.

The ancient Confucian scholar said solemnly: "If you dare to take action, you will break the rules of this world!"

The woman in white just walked forward slowly, stretched out her hand and slapped her mouth, She seemed to have just woken up.

The old sword was not securely attached, so as she walked, the tip of the sword swayed slightly, and the white sword light flowed erratically.

Du Mao's mind was racing, and he hid his hands in his sleeves, trying to deduce the secrets of heaven. Suddenly he found that this world had been imprisoned, and he could no longer deduce the true origin of the tall woman in front of him.

As she was walking forward, she turned to the middle-aged Confucian scholar and said, "For the sake of you saying a few human words, get out!"

Middle-aged man The Confucian scholar frowned slightly, but found that the old scholar was waving to him. After a slight hesitation, he dispersed and left the "little world", the mainstay of the long river of time.

She looked slightly south, squinting at the ancient Confucian scholar, "Get out."

The old scholar made no move.

The ancient Confucian scholar asked: "Do you really want to compete with the great road of this world?"

The tall woman tilted her head, stretched out a finger, and gently pressed the old man's hand. The top of the sword bar said, "It has been sharpened so much, but it should be possible to split an upside-down mountain. Then I will open a door in the vast world and the wild world."

The face of the ancient Confucian scholar changed greatly, " No!"

How could she be willing to deal with this guy?

Gently push the old sword bar.

Gone in a flash.

A large hole opened in the canopy of this mainstay of heaven and earth.The flying sword went straight to the side of Daoxuan Mountain, thousands of miles and ten thousand miles away in the blink of an eye.

The old scholar didn't care at all.

After all, he was the unscrupulous scholar who ran to the sky before becoming a saint, stretched his neck and shouted for Dao Er to chop here.

On the vast sea between Posuzhou and Tongyezhou, a swordsman who was far away from the world suddenly looked up.

In an instant, he saw the sea thousands of miles away in front of him, as if it had been split in half by a flying sword. The huge waves were as high as mountains, rushing towards him.

The sword cultivator was naturally not worried about the power of these waves, which would shatter him a hundred feet away, but the momentum of the flying sword shocked him.

Is there such a sword cultivator in the world?

A Liang was beaten down by Dao Lao Er again?

But Ah Liang doesn’t have such a sword now, does he? In fact, it has never happened before in this life.

The four best swords in the four worlds, one is in the hands of the great Celestial Masters of the past dynasties in the Celestial Master Mansion of the Divine Continent in the Middle Earth, and the other is in the hands of the man who claims to be "retarded in qualifications, unable to acquire Taoism and knowledge", But he slashed open the waist of the scholar who reached the height of the Yellow River with one sword, and one of them was in the Taoist master's second hand. After A Liang left the upside-down mountain, it was said that he was looking for the last one, the one with "the killing power beyond the sky"! But for some reason, Ah Liang, who was the most worthy of that sword in the world, ended up flying to the outer world with his bare hands.

He did not chase the extremely lethal flying sword, but suddenly woke up and immediately rushed to the southernmost tip of Aquarius Continent.

The ancient scholar pointed at the tall woman and said angrily: "You are crazy!"

She still moved forward slowly.

Du Mao swallowed, "Since you lost your sword and went out, do you really want to fight with me?"

She seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. , "Fight? You probably don't know anything about Lao Huangli. After all, you are young. I don't blame you."

The old scholar suddenly laughed, the kind of belly laugh, "Ancient times Do you know who the biggest treasure-eating whale of the era was killed for? I know, but I just won’t tell you.”

She walked straight like this. In front of an Ascension Realm immortal, Du Mao was standing in front of Zheng Dafeng at about the same distance.

It’s just that the woman in white is tall, so she is condescending, with cold eyes, looking at this damn old immortal, "How about you control this natal immortal weapon of yours and try it? I stand still, no I lied to you."

"You are looking for death, you bitch!"

Du Mao shouted loudly, his body moving quickly.

But the sword-swallowing boat flew with lightning speed in an instant and stabbed the weird woman in the head.

It was only a few steps away, and there was another natal immortal weapon.

But Du Mao was trembling.

The ancient Confucian scholars also started fighting before their eyes.

I saw the sword-swallowing boat trembling and hovering in front of her eyes, full of instinctive fear and fear of Du Mao.The master's sorrow.

The tall woman stretched out a finger and pointed downward, "Be good, don't be an eyesore, get down."

The swallowing sword boat actually began to descend very meekly, and finally hung. He stopped at her feet, but was still kicked out by her. He said angrily: "I don't have a long memory."

Du Mao habitually stretched out his thumb and wiped the corner of his mouth, familiar with "Tongye" Opponents of "that old pervert" Zong will know that when Du Mao makes this move, he is almost desperate.

The tall woman sighed and said to Du Mao: "You are lucky, you only destroyed one life object. My sword should have been handed to you. But wait until I show up next time "Tong Yezhou, you won't have such good luck."

At this moment, where the hole in the world had been opened, a big hand in the cuff of a green shirt was inserted, and he pinched it between his fingers. The old sword was trembling, its arms were trembling, and its sleeves were billowing.

Obviously, even temporarily controlling this old sword with a sharp edge is not easy.

A majestic voice came from the big world outside to this small world, "It's nonsense, it won't happen next time."

The tall woman turned her head, "Why, you want me to hold the sword before you do it again." Drawing out the sword, how about I open up the world between Haoran and Qingming?"

She waved her hand, and the old sword instantly escaped from the control of that hand and was held in her hand.

The owner of that arm did not show up, but with a flick of his wrist, the breeze gathered on his sleeve like a rolling river, directly wrapping the ancient Confucian scholar in it, and said: "Follow me to the Confucian Temple, and shut up and think about your mistakes. "

The old scholar tutted: "Now I can't even eat cold pork head meat."

The man snorted coldly and seemed to say to the old scholar, "What happened today? Old scholar, you come to clean up the mess. The Confucian Temple will not interfere."

The old scholar jumped up and cursed: "I don't accept it! Give me some benefits! Otherwise, I won't go to the Confucian Temple." The remaining seventy statues, including Li Sheng and you, will be moved away and thrown out. Then move my statue in. Anyway, the old man likes me the most..."

Then After the man put the ancient Confucian scholar into his sleeve, he sighed and said, "Take it."

The words settled.

The hole in the sky of the small world has been closed, but a golden jade pendant fell lightly, but it was not the ancient Confucian scholar's "De Dao Duo Zhu", but the middle-aged Confucian scholar's "I am good at cultivating the awe-inspiring Qi".

The old scholar took it in his hand and was satisfied, "This time it is fair and a little kind."

The man seemed to be annoyed by this "little kindness" statement , instead of returning to the Middle-earth Divine Continent immediately, there was a majestic righteousness staying outside the small world. The old scholar straightened his neck, "Why, you don't accept it? Otherwise, I will tell you about the three-fourth dispute, Why did I lose? Are you really more knowledgeable than me? If it wasn’t Qi Jingchun among my disciples, it was the left and right..." When the old scholar seemed to be "talking nonsense", he shook his sleeves., bend your knees slightly, and sit down to talk.

Only the Confucian saints and the immortals of the five realms of China can see with their own eyes how powerful someone's knowledge was back then, and how they overpowered the saints of Buddhism and Taoism!

Even Cui Han, the great master of Dali who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors, looked generous when talking about this dusty period of history.

The man left directly.

The old scholar stopped his threatening actions and stared for a long time. There was no movement. He must have left. Then he took a bite of the golden jade pendant and said, "Oh, it's true. It's true." To be honest, it’s not bad for me to salivate in this big water tank.”

After leaving Lizhu Cave this time, the tall woman held the old sword in her hand for the first time and smiled at Du Mao. Said: "It seems that your luck is worse than I thought."

The old scholar laughed loudly and said: "Don't you dislike the Ascension Realm and be constrained by it? I'll beat him to the Jade Pu Realm and the Nascent Soul Realm. Where do you want to go? Where are you going! Don't you want to cut off my cultural heritage? Haha, you kicked a piece of iron now, no, no, you kicked an old sword stick, Du Mao, your luck is the only one in ten thousand years. You can still brag with others when you go out...

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The tall woman turned her head, narrowed her eyes and said sternly: "Look after my master!"

The old scholar shrank his neck, "Don't worry, I care about Xiao Ping'an no less than you do."

Du Mao rolled up his sleeves and said slowly: "Without the sword swallowing boat, I am still an ascendant! "

The old scholar twitched his lips and waved his sleeves. The small sky and earth above Du Mao's head had opened, just enough for Du Mao to feel like he had returned to the vast world.

Du Mao was finally a little frustrated. The reason why the Ascension Realm could not be withdrawn in various caves and blessed places was not only easy to cause chaos in the fortunes of heaven and earth, but also restricted by Confucian rules, and he did not dare to easily If it shows up, it is extremely easy to cause the road to crush it!

The tall woman held her sword in front of her and said calmly: "Close it."

The old scholar nodded and indeed closed the loophole in the sky curtain again.

At this moment, Du Mao began to panic a little, but the venom on his face remained unchanged, "Since you value that young man so much, are you really willing to exchange cultivation with me?

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The tall woman said with a smile: "Are you starting to reason with me now?"

Those who know current affairs are Junjie.

Du Mao had three purposes for going north this time. If he had the opportunity, he would cut off the incense of the Wen Sheng lineage, and by the way, he would learn about the flying swords of the sword cultivator. Second, someone wanted to test the Li Zhu. The bottom line of Dongtian Old God Lord is that he came here for Tongye Sect to penetrate half of Aquarius Continent.

Now two goals have been achieved. The first one is dispensable. He is not a disciple of Confucianism and does not need to expend his Taoism for this.

Practice on the mountain, respecting strength.

At least Du Mao has always advocated this point of view.

Those who conquer others gain power; those who conquer themselves gain power.road.

The former is a real deal and can be settled with safety. As for the latter, in Du Mao's eyes, it is just nonsense. As long as he dies on the road, even if he dies as a martyr, Or still dead?

She gently grasped the old sword and said, "My master was in front of you earlier, did you reason with him?"

Du Mao is a real villain. , "His cultivation level is now useless. If it weren't for the purpose of attracting sword cultivators, I, Du Mao, wouldn't be qualified to say a word to him. You do!"

The tall woman holds a sword in one hand, He raised one hand and made a gesture.

The old scholar bitterly took out a painting of mountains and rivers and said, "Take it easy."

After Du Mao saw the unusual painting, he no longer hesitated and painted it. The useless natal immortal weapon was withdrawn into the acupoint, and at the same time, he sacrificed the golden body and dharma, knocked open the small world with one shoulder, and flew away towards the South China Sea.

She didn’t chase.

The old scholar smiled and threw the scroll casually.

The tall woman and the golden statue of Du Mao disappeared one after another.

Then the scroll of the mountain and river map hovered in front of the old scholar. As for the small world of the old Dragon City, it was seamlessly restored. Outside the old Dragon City, except for the nun who could blink a little, The rest of the people were still silent.

On the scroll, there were bursts of tearing sounds from time to time. This was caused by Du Mao's golden body and dharma image stretching the scroll apart, and even by a sword piercing the air.

The old scholar felt heartbroken when he saw it.

Within less than a stick of incense, the old scholar made up his mind. He tapped somewhere on the scroll with his finger, then put the scroll away and hid it in his sleeve.

The tall woman slowly walked out of the void, the old sword bar hanging on her waist, and the sharpened tip of the sword was a bit dim.

She yawned and dragged a leg in her hands.

Du Mao, the great monk in the Ascension Realm of Tongyezhou, was dragged out of the scroll by her like a dead dog.

She asked: "Just this...what is it called?"

The old scholar wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Du Mao, except for the old Taoist from Donghai, Tongyezhou , the strongest monk."

She said oh and threw the "corpse" aside, "He has some supernatural powers, and he should have returned to the dark world the moment he broke through the sky. Now, this corpse is just this...whose Yang God's outer body."

The old scholar suddenly said, "It's just the outer body. No wonder the Confucian scholar sitting in charge would nod in agreement, if not. Our trouble can be dealt with by the academy."

But the old scholar was speechless, "But even so, Du Mao still has the cultivation level of the twelfth realm."

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She sat cross-legged next to Chen Pingan and carefully held him in her arms again. She looked up into the distance and said leisurely: "In front of my sword, twelve or thirteen, is there any difference? ?"

The old scholar asked softly: "Where is the sword-swallowing boat?"

She said absently: "I removed the innate suppression, let his Yang Shen use this weapon, and then blew it up for me, otherwise I would have come out long ago. I just want to know what the so-called 'immortal weapon' is today." What a piece of shit."

The old scholar wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked, "How are you doing?"

The tall woman lowered her head and looked at the paler young face, seemingly doing something. She was suffering from nightmares. Although the injury had been temporarily stopped by the old scholar, it would still be very difficult. She stretched out her fingers, gently rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and said softly: "The stone cliff in the Lizhu Cave Tianda Mountain is my original master. The condensed sword intent was originally mine. But after so many years, I didn't bother to care about it. Later, I made a small deal with Ruan, and he occupied 30% of the dragon-slaying platform." /p>

The old scholar glanced at the tip of the old sword at her waist and said with a smile: "So you have been sharpening your sword on Ruan Qiong's dragon-slaying platform in the past few years?"

She said calmly: "The piece from Zhenwu Mountain and the piece from Ruan Qiong will be reserved for my family, Xiaopingan."

The old scholar was sweating like rain.

She looked to the south, "This matter is not over yet."

The old scholar shook his head and said: "No, please don't, it will never be over until it is over, but you can't take action anymore, let's I'm coming, this is for the sake of peace."

She nodded, "I won't come out for the time being when I go back. If I come out next time and find that what you said is good, it won't be good at all. , I will find you, you should know that after you become one with the great road of the world, I am the only one in the world who can kill you."

The old scholar smiled and said: "We are our own family. , why are you so fierce?"

The tall woman, with the sleeves of her white clothes fluttering in the wind, shook her head and said: "It was good at first, but it was just because you insisted on accepting him as a closed disciple that the disaster happened today, if not Counting half of my family, you will be the first to die."

The old scholar glared and said, "Don't say angry words. Besides, do you dare to say such nonsense in front of your master? "

She said bluntly: "I won't say it. I will do it secretly. Whether Chen Ping'an recognizes me or not will still be my master."

The old scholar was speechless. .

She waved her hand, and after the small gift she had given to Chen Pingan collapsed, three long pieces of bluestone fell out from it. They are all dragon-slaying platforms that all swordsmen in the world dream of, ranging in size. One, as small as a ruler, as large as a floor tile in a palace. She handed Chen Ping'an to the old scholar, "I'll go out and solve some small things."

The old scholar said angrily: "If you have anything to say, talk to me."

This time the tall woman Instead of walking towards a certain place, he just took one step and came to someone.

It was the nun who taught Yuanying Sword Cultivator.

The tall woman stretched out her two fingers and forcibly pulled out a natal flying sword from the heart of the teacher. Stretch the flying sword into an arc.

In this small world,The old woman, unable to move, had pleading eyes.

The tall woman tilted her head slightly, "Please? Otherwise, like my master, tell the right truth, I will promise you not to break this flying sword."

This is It's obviously unreasonable.

Wait a moment, this nanny of the Yunlin Jiang family, who has the magical power of the immortal realm to be able to speak even a few words in this small world, so the tall woman continued to increase her strength, and the arc became more and more... Big, it snapped and broke on the spot.

Nanny’s seven orifices were bleeding, her golden elixir was cracked, and her Nascent Soul was wailing endlessly.

The tall woman sneered and said: "Well, I have always liked your theory. While my little Ping'an didn't wake up, I quickly did it. I may not have such an opportunity in the future. ."

After she finished speaking, she flew straight up to the sea of ​​clouds above Old Dragon City.

Fan Junmao, a woman in green robe, continued to maintain that weird sitting posture. After raising her head, her eyes were hot and awe-inspiring. Fan Junmao's first words were, "I didn't know in advance that this young man was yours." The new master!"

The tall woman hung the old sword, stood in front of Fan Junmao, bent down, and asked with a smile: "Is it not guilty if you don't know?"

Fan Junmao shook his head and said: " Not knowing is a serious crime, I admit it!"

The tall woman stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyebrows, "Why are you still looking so pitiful every day? Yun Hai is crying. How can I kill you if I'm kneeling like this today?"

Fan Junmao said in high spirits, "Kill me if you want. You are here, that's enough!"

Fan Junmao's mouth oozed blood, and there was only joy in his eyes, "You haven't changed, you haven't changed, I know that? , It has been ten thousand years, and it is still the same. Even if ten thousand years pass, you will not change... As long as you are willing to show this spirit, the world will..."

Tall woman She turned around and glanced at the wall of Old Dragon City. After falling back to the ground from the sea of ​​clouds, the old sword was pulled out from Fan Junmao's heart and returned to her waist.

Fan Junmao fell into the sea of ​​clouds, covered her heart, and fainted, but the sea of ​​clouds began to pour into her crazily.

On the other side of the hole in the wall of Old Dragon City, Chen Ping'an had woken up and then felt a little confused.

The old scholar has disappeared.

Then he saw the familiar figure slowly falling in front of him, hovering in the sky outside the hole in the city wall.

The young man who was no longer the thin and cold boy in Mud Bottle Lane asked softly: "Am I wrong?"

She shook her head.

The young man promised: "I will be more careful next time, for example, learn the deduction skills of the Yin and Yang family. I thought I wouldI can solve it myself. I didn’t expect that monk’s level to be so high..."

She still shook her head.

The young man asked: "Aren’t you disappointed in me? "

She shook her head again.

So.

Chen Pingan smiled and narrowed his eyes.

The same is true for the tall woman.

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(End of this chapter)