Chapter 768: Shocking

In the misty drizzle, a Xianjia ferry from south to north slowly docked at the Egret Ferry at the boundary of Zhengyang Mountain. A handsome man stepped out, wearing a green shirt, long coat, and cloth shoes, holding up a An oil-paper umbrella with an osmanthus branch as the handle, followed by a young man wearing a dark robe, also holding a small umbrella. It is made of ordinary green bamboo, but the fan is made of green lotus flowers from the fairy family. It is the mask that is used to blind people. Chief Zhou, Cui Dongshan.

The two of them each carry swords, which are relics of the secret palaces of Zhongtu Divine Continent and Beijulu Continent. They have never appeared in Aquarius Continent. The two ancient sword immortal relics are named Jiawu Sheng and Tian Tian. broom.

Behind him were a group of genealogy monks who had also traveled to Zhengyang Mountain, chatting and laughing happily. A young man was talking to a graceful young woman beside him about his mentor and the sword that moved the cloud peaks in Zhengyang Mountain. The Immortal Ancestor is a close friend on the mountain who has had friendship for hundreds of years. As for the Patriarch of Bo Yunfeng, he once fought side by side with Li Jianxian from Luzhou in Beiju on the battlefield of Old Dragon City, and together they killed the big demon with their swords.

Cui Dongshan listened happily and asked with a smile from his heart: "Chief Zhou, why don't we change an umbrella?"

Jiang Shangzhen glanced under the green lotus umbrella. , under the green shade, shook his head and said: "Forget it, it's not pleasant."

In the team behind him, there was a child with good features, about seven or eight years old, holding a big umbrella and using water Fa gathered on the umbrella, accumulating a large pool of rainwater, and then suddenly twisted the handle of the umbrella, and the raindrops shot out like arrows and countless flying swords. He was just a Taoist monk who had just started to practice. The rain was splashing in all directions, which was not very powerful. However, the raindrops hit the two cinnamon branch umbrellas and green lotus umbrellas in front, making a thumping sound.

Several elders from the sect just laughed.

These accomplished cultivators naturally do not need to hold umbrellas, as their spiritual energy overflows and the wind and rain recede on their own.

The gods on the mountains in the middle five realms travel in all directions, are invulnerable to water and fire, and avoid filth. Those vassal states that are like frogs in the well, the strange people and strangers in the barnyard official's unofficial history, and the notebooks of strange people mostly record this generation of monks.

If the two travelers in front can turn raindrops into invisible things like them, then someone will naturally come forward to stop the child from continuing to play with the umbrella, and even apologize and say a few words to the child. If you are stubborn, please don’t be offended by the kind words.

As a result, Cui Dongshan casually pushed his sleeve back, slapped the child into the water, turned around and said with a playful smile: "The kid likes to play in the water, so go and play in the water."

Jiang Shangzhen turned around and said with a smile: "I almost scared me to death. You don't have to apologize, you can just pay and settle the matter."

Cui Dongshan laughed.

Jiang Shangzhen immediately changed his words: "Spend money to eliminate disaster, waste money to eliminate disaster."

A burly man reached out to hold the handle of the sword at his waist and said in a deep voice: "Child Just kidding, that’s all?”

If not?The man holding the umbrella, with an accent unique to Beiju Luzhou, had already drawn his sword out of its sheath and struck with one blow.

Anyway, it’s up to you.

We are not afraid if the trouble goes to Zhengyang Mountain or to the nearby court of the Great Li vassal. They will only make the other party unable to eat and walk away.

Although martial arts fights and immortal battles are common under the Aquarius Continent today, after twenty years, habits have become natural and it is still difficult to change them.

Cui Dongshan held an umbrella in one hand and akimbo with the other, and said confidently: "I am not old, I am also a child."

Jiang Shangzhen raised his thumb and pointed at the sword behind him. He sneered and said: "In my hometown, if you dare to ask about swords like this, that kid is already dead."

An old monk with a calm temperament immediately spoke to everyone in his heart: "Listen The accent is indeed that of a monk from Beiju Luzhou. As for whether he is a sword cultivator, it is hard to say for the time being."

Today's Beiju Luzhou is the brother continent of Aquarius Continent. As for Tongye Continent, it is only a brother. It can be regarded as Sun Zizhou.

In the water of the ferry, strange phenomena occurred. There were fires like lightning, shooting out, like a fire dragon coming out of the water.

It turned out to be a high-quality spiritual weapon with precious light flowing around it. It was a small cone, made of bronze, more than a foot long, and engraved with nine dragons.

It was the child's natal creature. Before he even climbed ashore, he had already pulled out a small awl and stabbed the young man in black robe holding a green lotus umbrella.

Everyone saw the young man laughing loudly and saying "Well done", suddenly closing the green lotus umbrella, holding the handle of the umbrella with both hands, like holding a sword with two swords, but he slashed it down with a sword technique. Just being hit by the small cone, the young man's energy and blood were stirred up, his soul was unstable, and his face immediately turned red. He had to shout angrily, and his anger sank into his Dantian. His feet sank into the soft mud soaked by the rain, and he was still trapped by the rain. The tip of the small bronze cone pressed against the umbrella body and slid backwards for more than ten feet before it stabilized its body.

The child stood on the shore, made a secret with his fingers, and quickly recited the Tao secret mantra in his heart. He stamped his feet and shouted the word "draw water" to circulate the aura of heaven and earth in his natal Qi Palace. His fingers and the little child The cones, as if pulled by a ray of golden light, the exquisitely engraved small cones and nine dragons, like opening eyes, began to move in a meandering way. It's just that the child was too young, the refining was not refined, and the movement was not fast enough. He just opened his mouth to absorb the rainwater, and the young man in the ink robe He just bent down and turned sideways, and then the man in green clothes grabbed his shoulder with one hand. A few dragonflies touched the water and fled away. Neither of them dared to walk on the ferry road. They chose the reeds by the water and stepped on the reeds. The ups and downs are really beautiful.

The child did not want to let go of those two bastards. He moved his fingers and stared at the backs of the two men, silently chanting: "The wind and lightning are rushing, the black dragon is meandering, and the waterfall is huge!"

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Nine small black dragons with finger lengths wrapped around a small bronze cone, spitting out nine sharp arrows condensed by rainwater. The two people with reeds under their feet were hiding here and there, looking very embarrassed.

The old monk smiled and said: "Chuntang, that's enough. Just put away the small awl. If you are good at skills, don't use them lightly. You have to be merciful and merciful."

That child He put away his finger gestures, took a deep breath, and his face turned slightly pale.The looming rope also disappeared, and the small awl disappeared in a flash, hovering beside him. The child took out an inconspicuous cotton pouch from his sleeve and put the seal engraved with "Qili Long" The small cone is put into the bag. There are a three-hundred-year-old white-flowered snake and a two-hundred-year-old black-tailed snake kept in the cloth bag. They will use their respective essences and blood to help the owner warm up the small cone.

The child named Chuntang hung the small bag on his waist, his face was gloomy, and he rubbed his cheeks, which felt burning.

The old monk stretched out his two fingers, twisted his wrist, and with a light touch, he lifted up the big umbrella that had fallen on the muddy road and floated towards the child.

The child took it into his hands, and in a fit of anger, he threw the umbrella far into the water, out of sight and out of mind. It was an ordinary thing anyway, not worth a few pennies.

The old monk also deliberately pretended not to notice Chuntang's childish behavior. The old Jindan, who was revered as the real protector of the country in his hometown vassal country, just looked in the direction of the two people. It always feels a little weird.

The man wearing the magic sword sneered: "Two unqualified pure martial artists dare to pretend to be Beiju Luzhou sword cultivators. What a fool."

The old monk explained Said: "Most of them are from Luzhou, Beiju, otherwise they wouldn't be so arrogant. One more thing is worse than one less thing. Remember to restrain Chuntang and don't seek revenge privately on the ground of Zhengyang Mountain. The opening ceremony of the peak is about to be held now. It's great. On this festive day, no one wants such bad things to happen. You are the protector of Chuntang. If you can’t control him, I will use the precepts of the Zushitang to control you.”

Then. The man said helplessly: "Master, I know the importance of this."

In the reed marsh in the distance, two people were squatting by the water like a pit.

Jiang Shangzhen held the umbrella on his shoulder and asked with a smile: "What's going on?"

Cui Dongshan held up the green lotus umbrella, lowered his head and took a breath, and wiped away some traces with his sleeve, With a distressed look on his face, he picked up a piece of spiritual light with his two fingers, which was peeled off from the small bronze cone, looked at it intently, and said casually: "It's boring, just kidding."

Jiang Shangzhen said : "Look at the child's small cone and cloth bag, are they part of the dragon-raising art? Is there a place like Qililong in Aquarius Continent? I've never heard of it before."

The ancient way of raising dragons and dragons, The one who once had a high status and was the leader was one of the six great ceremonial officials in Confucianism. Later generations will be mixed, and when there are no real dragons in the world, the so-called raising dragons will be nothing more than turtles, turtles, fish and snakes. Moreover, in the Haoran world, the true dragon catastrophe three thousand years ago affected Chiyu, so there is no longer a sect. Because raising the descendants of true dragons, the descendants of the dragons, and transforming into dragons are just a dream, let alone the real thing. Dragon. The luck of the entire dragon-raising lineage of Qi practitioners has been reduced to sourceless water. They are in an embarrassing situation, and their incense has gradually withered away, just like the gods of mountains and rivers who have lost their incense.

Cui Dongshan crushed the tiny auras there, held the green lotus umbrella under his arm, held the scattered auras with his hands, rubbed them gently, and then watched the auras spread through the veins in his palms, like mountains. , Jindan Yuanying and other land gods cannot see the real scene.The elephant, falling into the eyes of the immortal, naturally appeared in detail, but Jiang Shangzhen glanced at it and saw clearly, but did not understand the meaning. For Kanyu's divination, it was one of Jiang Shangzhen's "uninitiated" skills, because Jiang Shangzhen had never been I am unwilling to learn these methods of seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune.

Cui Dongshan clapped his hands, completely breaking all the traces and veins in his palms, and said with a smile: "Near Qililong, there was an old dragon who opened a water house in a big river. He was once named the White Dragon King by the imperial court. That After the destruction of the small remote country, the old dragon almost never showed up, but its seniority was certainly much lower than that of Huang Tingguo, which had lived for thousands of years. The old dragon relied on more than a thousand literati from all dynasties to write poems. Luck, help bring some incense. Qililong, this fairy mansion, is an incense envoy secretly supported by Lao Jiao, and the small cone of "Ding Fengbo" is one of the tokens. But in fact, this river, The hydrology is excellent, and it governs more than ten tributaries and more than thirty rivers. In the early years, the Dadu estuary was dug into the sea. If it were not for taking care of your old Jiang family, this river should have been chosen as the river to enter the sea, then this Dragon Prince should have I took advantage of the opportunity and caught the Dadu Marquis."

Jiang Shangzhen said with a smile: "Yunlin Jiang, I can't afford it."

Cui Dongshan stood up and carried Bi on his shoulders. He held an umbrella and looked solemn.

Jiang Shangzhen stood up. It was clear after the rain and the weather was new. He put away his cinnamon umbrella, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, helping the real dragon to smell a hint of danger.

The two walked slowly, Jiang Shangzhen asked: "I'm curious, why do you and Chen Ping'an seem to be more...tolerant towards Wang Zhu?"

Cui Dongshan nodded. Head said, "Because my husband feels that someone has placed hope on Wang Zhu, then he is willing to follow the hope. For now, Wang Zhu has indeed not disappointed. Then I will follow my husband's example and look at her more. In fact. , after leaving Lizhu Cave, Wang Zhu was still too smooth, a veritable smooth sailing. To be precise, after leaving the iron lock well, she didn't suffer much. Compared with my husband's hard journey, She is just lying down and enjoying herself. Zhigui Zhigui, she didn’t get her name for nothing. She cuts through walls and steals everything. She becomes a little thief, stealing my husband’s luck and good luck, stealing Song Jixin’s dragon energy, and finally takes over the world and follows the trend. I am afraid that she will think that she deserves everything. For example, if she chooses the Confucian Temple to occupy the land and water transport, she will feel that half of her energy has been taken away. After reaching the Ascension Realm, she will feel resentful. You should mistakenly think that heaven and earth really don't care, and start making trouble."

Jiang Shangzhen asked a crucial question: "Can the dragon-slayer still kill the dragon after three thousand years?"

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Waiting for Cui Dongshan to give an answer, Jiang Shangzhen asked and answered himself: "Compared to three thousand years ago, when one man killed a real dragon with a sword, it seems more credible to kill a real dragon three thousand years ago."< /p>

Cui Dongshan said: "On the day Mr. Wang Zhu showed up at Dadu Temple, she actually saved at least half of his life."

Jiang Shangzhen hummed, "She I am willing to miss the old days.The mountain owner who misses the past is more willing to miss the past.

Cui Dongshan lightly tapped his shoulder with a small umbrella and said with a smile: "Jia Sheng, you are busy in vain, Chen Zhuoliu, our uncle Jingqing is really a lucky man. He has recognized so many brothers." , and none of them were hacked to death. Who would believe such a fate? ”

Here at Bailudu, Qingwu Peak, which is the closest to Zhengyang Mountain, is still hundreds of miles away.

The two of them went to an Xianjia Inn first. Staying at a high mountain, the two of them sat on the viewing platform with a wide view, drinking wine separately, overlooking the peaks.

With the first line of Zushan Mountain as the center, the radius of 800 miles is all Zhengyang Mountain. The sect's territory is surrounded by private mountains and rivers.

The peaks guard the ancestral mountain, and due to the large formation of the mountain guard, you can often see sword cultivators working hand in hand with their swords in the sky. The momentum is like a rainbow, and the sword light is trailing. , piercing the sky

Because of the worship of Yuan Zhenye, the mountain-moving genus, Zhengyang Mountain has successively relocated three broken old mountains of the Southern Li Dynasty. , as the first genus of the future swordsman in the sect

For the court of the small vassal country, instead of spending great efforts to repair the mountain roots and water transportation and rebuild the tiger temple, it is better to re-select the complete mountain top and seal it. Zhengshan Jun can also get a sum of immortal money from Zhengyang Mountain and form a romantic relationship with the sect whose swordsmanship is as good as the clouds. However, these mountains are "shattered and useless" on the surface. , In fact, it has been hidden in wind and water for thousands of years, and has a profound foundation.

To say that Zhengyang Mountain repays the incense and love is nothing more than the sword cultivator going down the mountain to experience and go to the territory of three small countries to kill demons and deal with them. There are some evil spirits that the local government cannot deal with, but for Zhengyang Mountain Sword Cultivator, no one really loses money.

Cui Dongshan said with a smile: " Having seen the big world, Zhengyang Mountain Sword Immortal became more sophisticated and tactful in his actions. "

Jiang Shangzhen echoed: "The atmosphere of the sect should not be underestimated. ”

Before that war that swept the world, the monks in Zhengyang Mountain, even if they were not direct swordsmen, went out to practice, they were all famously domineering, running rampant in one continent.

The leader of the Yizhou Mountains is Shen Gaozong, the two ancestral palaces of the Yizhou military family, Fengxue Temple and Zhenwu Mountain, Li Tuanjing’s undefeated Fenglei Garden, the rise of the Great Li Cavalry in the north, the Yunlin Jiang family, and the old Dragon City The Fu family, the sword cultivator of the Zhu Ying Dynasty. Otherwise, Zhengyang Mountain would be completely arrogant.

Otherwise, there would be no such thing as "Aquarius Island Xiaotongye".

The Qingfeng City with a Fox Kingdom is just an unnamed vassal force in Zhengyang Mountain.

The three continents' local sects include Aoping, Tongye and Beijulu. Apart from Yugui Sect, no one can own the lower sect now.

Although Ruan Qiong’s Longquan Sword Sect has always been regarded as the lower sect of Fengxue Temple by the monks on the mountain, in fact, this is not the case. What's more, Ruan Qiong also has the title of chief minister of Da Li, and among the direct descendants, there is Xie Ling, a genius, so Zhengyang Mountain is still willing to take a high look at Longquan Sword Sect.p>

Jiang Shangzhen said with a smile: "This Yuan Bai's life experience is relatively pitiful. When he goes out for a long trip, the mountains and rivers are wandering. These years are not as leisurely as our Shao Poxian from Huimeng Mountain. Quite a lot. Wei Ying saw the good qualifications. Before going to Shenzhuan Peak, Wei Ying originally wanted to ask Zhengyang Mountain for this person. He originally planned to cultivate him well, but unfortunately he was too nice and injured his flying sword. Even if When we get to Shujian Lake, we will probably be tricked by Liu Laocheng and Liu Zhimao."

Cui Dongshan said: "Fortunately, it didn't happen, otherwise your crotch would be full of yellow mud."

One of the "double swords" of swordsmanship in the old Zhu Ying Dynasty, Yuan Bai. He made a deal with Zhengyang Mountain and became the direct descendant of Zhengyang Mountain. Later, he had a sword fight with Huang He, the owner of Fenglei Garden. Yuan Bai was seriously injured, but he successfully delayed Huang He's breakthrough and entered the upper five realms. .

Yuan Bai is currently recovering from his injuries at Xuefeng. The achievements of swordsmanship in this life are not much higher.

In addition, there is a young sword cultivator on Zhengyang Mountain who almost became the direct descendant of the Longquan Sword Sect’s Patriarch Hall. After transferring to Zhengyang Mountain, his practice has broken through and his momentum has been overwhelming.

This retreat is for elixir formation. As soon as he comes out of seclusion, a peak opening ceremony will be held and he will be promoted to the master of a peak.

Cui Dongshan's eyes were slightly cold, "There is a maid next to Yuan Bai, named Liucai, from Tianjing Blessed Land in Aaizhou."

Liucai, Liu Cai.

Jiang Shangzhen immediately became interested, "That Liucai girl?"

Cui Dongshan rolled his eyes and said: "For you, it's the kind of person you can't remember after just one glance.

Jiang Shangzhen crossed his legs and asked: "That Wu Tijing is really, as the mountain owner said, the reincarnation of Li Tuanjing's Bingjie. He was found by Tian Wana and brought to the mountain to practice." Just so that you can disgust Huang He and Liu Baqiao in the future?"

Cui Dongshan nodded and said: "It's almost the same."

A young swordsman suddenly appeared, Wu Tijing. The natal flying sword is the mandarin duck. It is rumored that in addition, he also possesses a secret flying sword.

As for why it is kept secret and can still be rumored, it’s good to be well aware of things like this on the mountain. It is the same as some secret records recorded in Yamashita's history books.

Jiang Shangzhen's gaze shifted, "It's better to look at the snow peak, it looks cuter."

The reason for facing the snow peak is because the two peaks stand side by side, and on the mountain opposite to the snow peak, there is accumulated accumulation all year round. Snow. But that mountain peak is unknown. I only heard that he was the founding master of Xuefeng. Later

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A Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator who came here once stood opposite a Taoist companion. They practiced together on the mountain, but the Taoist couple failed to reach the golden elixir. After her early death, the lonely swordsman sealed the mountain. For hundreds of years, she stayed on Duixue Peak. She said she was in seclusion, but in fact she was bored. The mountain gate affairs are equivalent to giving up the seat of the head of Zhengyang Mountain.

It’s just that the truth in the secret records of the Zhengyang Mountain Patriarch Hall is not so poignant and moving.

Cui Dongshan eloquently tells the story of a landscape where life and death cannot escape the word love.Tao Lai.

The Taoist monk who was the ancestor of the Xuefeng woman had different thoughts when she was in seclusion. After she came out of the seclusion, she found out about it and killed him. She also lit a soul lamp and put it aside. Placed on the top of the mountain opposite the snow peak, it has been frozen to death by heavy snow for decades. But from then on, she also had inner demons. In the last retreat when she was trying to break the bottleneck of Yuanying, she became obsessed and was killed by the sword cultivators of the Zhengyang Mountain Ancestral Master Hall. Her luck with the sword was not lost on outsiders. , was imprisoned at the boundary of Zhengyang Mountain.

Cui Dongshan really knows too much about the ancient affairs of Aquarius Continent. When he and the old bastard were still Cui Zhan, they would occasionally take out a pot of wine and a plate of peanuts in the dead of night. They were used to reading at night, and casually pulled out a book called "Secret Files on the Mountain, The Origin of Immortals, and the Palace" Secrets and grievances in the world will be revealed.

"If I had known better, I wouldn't have listened to these disgraceful inside stories."

Jiang Shangzhen sighed, holding the back of his head with both hands, shaking his head and saying: "Going up the mountain to practice is nothing more than mixing wine with wine. Water turns a pot of wine into a large jar of wine. The longer you live, the more water you add, and the longer you drink, the taste becomes duller and duller. There is only 'me'. , it’s different. There’s no one standing next to her.”

Cui Dongshan suddenly laughed, “It’s better to arrive early than to have a meeting at Yixianfeng Ancestral Hall.”

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Jiang Shangzhen glanced at the rainbow of sword lights that emerged from the many peaks, "It is well-deserved, there are many sword immortals."

Cui Dongshan put his hands in his sleeves and said: "I was once in a cave. In the ruins, I have seen an empty Guangyin shop, with no shopkeepers, and still doing the strongest buying and selling business in the world."

Jiang Shangzhen praised: "I really envy Brother Cui for his broad knowledge. "

Jiang Shangzhen suddenly turned his head, "Brother Cui, have you never met a woman who made your heart beat at all in your life?"

Cui Dongshan shook his head and said, "Not really. "

Jiang Shangzhen rubbed his chin, "It's a bit strange that you, a literary sage, only talk about marriage and feng shui."

Cui Dongshan said with a smile: "That's why the old scholar got burned. Only with Gao Xiang can I accept my husband as a closed disciple."

Jiang Shangzhen couldn't help but laugh and said: "The man in charge of landscape information at Zhengyang Mountain is really a genius."

Cui Dongshan nodded and said: "Heaven is a genius."

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The Zhengyang Mountain Ancestral Hall is discussing affairs, and the sect leader is the Bamboo Emperor.

The patriarch of Yupu Realm, Xia Yuancui. The ancestor of the Tao family, Tao Yanbo. The patriarch of the sect's sect, Yan Chu. Protect the mountain for worship, Yuan Zhenye.

Including the other peak master swordsmen, their seats are all close to the front.

Compared to the back, there is Na Tian Wan, who is in charge of Shanshui Di Bao and Jinghua Shuiyue, and has made several small and medium achievements one after another. Her unshakable seat position in the Patriarch Hall has finally moved forward. Moved.

As for Yuan Bai. Now that I am at the bottom of the Patriarch Hall, I am enjoying my time and leisure.The first time I discuss matters here, I close my eyes and meditate without saying a word.

The Bamboo Emperor smiled and said: "For the next peak opening ceremony, we just have to follow the rules."

This is probably the sect's magnanimity. There was an ordinary thing that didn’t need to be discussed in the Patriarch Hall.

The Bamboo Emperor looked solemn, "Just the establishment of the next sect is already an urgent matter. What kind of regulations are there? We can't just delay it again and again, right?"

Under Zhengyang Mountain For Zong Yizong, everything was ready and all that was needed was the east wind. The original location had been properly selected, the required military exploits were connected to many mountains, and by patchwork, the big hole was finally filled up. I never thought of encountering the Great Li court. Feeling disappointed, he regretted it temporarily and even refused to recommend it to the Chinese Confucian Temple. According to the statement from the Yuan family of the Xu family in Qingfeng City, Shangzhu State, His Majesty the Emperor is willing, but there are people outside the capital who are unwilling to nod.

Obviously, the only one who dares to have differences with His Majesty the Emperor, and who doesn't even want to show off the face of Zhengyang Mountain, is the mansion where Da Li serves as the capital.

But the problem is that the vassal king Song Mu has actually always had a good relationship with Zhengyang Mountain.

So the ancestor of the Tao family doesn’t look very good today.

There are many gossips on Baopingzhou Mountain about Zhengyang Mountain joining the sect.

Because the actual monks in Zhengyang Mountain suffered too few battle losses. In addition to fighting, the accumulation of military exploits relies more on immortal money and materials. Moreover, the selection of each battlefield is very particular, and the Ancestral Master Hall has carefully calculated it. It doesn't look like it at first, but when the war ends and you review it a bit, no one is a fool. The genealogical monks from Shengao Sect, Fengxue Temple, and Zhenwu Mountain all looked down upon the monks from Zhengyang Mountain in public, especially the old patriarch named Qin from Dabogou of Fengxue Temple, who was very different from Zhengyang Mountain. Yangshan has always had no grievances, but out of his mind, he just said that based on the great military achievements of the swordsmen of Zhengyang Mountain, let alone the next sect, there must be all the lower sects, so he just went all out to open the next sect. In the vast Jiuzhou, who doesn’t give a thumbs up, who doesn’t feel sincerely convinced?

It’s a good thing that the Confucian Temple has banned the Shanshui Di newspaper, otherwise I don’t know how many strange stories like this would be spread.

The reason why Zhengyang Mountain is so anxious to establish the next sect is that it is indeed worried about the reputation of the continent.

But as long as the lower sect is established and the raw rice is cooked, then It’s time for many monks on the mountain to re-evaluate the situation. At most, they can close their doors and say a few weird words in private. They will never dare to say a word about Zhengyang Mountain in Shanshui Mansion or in public. Maybe you have to add icing on the cake, argue with others, and take the initiative to say a few good words for Zhengyang Mountain.

Xia Yuancui, the old swordsman with the highest seniority and the highest realm, said with a leisurely expression, "Why don't we bypass the Dali Song family and discuss it with the Yunlin Jiang family?"

Having reached the upper five realms, Zhengyang Mountain is already the prefix of Haoran Sect, so it is not that urgent for Xia Yuancui whether his family has a sect. Since then, I have been practicing Taoism for a long time. When I am free, I think about the immortal realm.The freedom and happiness in the world.

The sect leader Zhuhuang nodded, "Yes, but who is suitable to go to the Jiang family?"

The Dali Song family has lost half of its territory, and the dynasty's territory will continue to shrink. The southern vassals have begun to make trouble. If it weren't for the capital and Dadu Temple, many vassal states in the central and northern parts would have been ready to make trouble. However, all the genealogical cultivators in Aquarius Continent know very well that among the ten great dynasties of Haoran, the rank of Da Li will only get lower and lower, eventually settling on the seventh or eighth position.

Xia Yuancui smiled and said nothing. The old swordsman held his sword across his knees and gently brushed the scabbard, acting as if it had nothing to do with him.

Mr. Jiang of Yunlin is great, but she is not worthy of asking for favors.

Nowadays, the only person in Aquarius Continent who can speak at the Confucian Temple is not the Song family of Dali, who has done many things that have gone too far, but the Jiang family of Yunlin.

Because the Yunlin Jiang family is one of the sage families in the entire world that best conforms to the "family of bells and dishes, a family of poems, books and etiquette".

There are actually several ancient family trees at the Confucian Temple, and the Yunlin Jiang family who migrated to Aquarius Continent is a well-deserved descendant of the saint.

Ten thousand years ago, the Li Sheng personally formulated the etiquette. The ancestors of the Jiang family gave several great blessings. In the "Dali Chunguan", they were listed as one of the six officials together with the Grand Historian and the Grand Prime Minister, and were in charge of the most important matters. Various ancient greetings. Moreover, the surname Jiang is one of the oldest surnames in the world.

An old swordsman from Po Yun Peak said in a deep voice: "Since we are accompanying the vassal in the capital to let us go to the wild world to accumulate military exploits, then let's go. I will take the lead!"

Palm Yan Chu, the Patriarch of Lu, sneered: "You are a bottleneck in the golden elixir. Do you really think that if you got some of Li Jianxian's immortal energy on the battlefield of Old Dragon City, you will be in the fifth realm?"

The old sword cultivator had long been accustomed to the atmosphere of discussing affairs in his ancestral hall, and he still thought to himself and said: "You are not willing to take risks. I will take my own monks from Bo Yunfeng to cross the Great Wall of Sword Qi and go to the ferry to kill the monsters. ."

Yan Chu slapped the handle of the chair and said angrily: "You think you are the only one who controls Yunfeng? Why don't you just go to the wild world with someone so powerful? If you have the ability to smash that Tuoyue Mountain, I will be willing to see you off in person, how about it!”

The old Jindan of Bo Yunfeng stood up in anger and wanted to leave the ancestral hall first.

At the same time, several old sword cultivators who had been to the Old Dragon City battlefield had similar attitudes. As long as Bo Yunfeng exited the Ancestral Master Hall, they would leave together.

This is often the case when discussing matters in the First Line Peak Ancestral Hall, so it’s not surprising.

The Bamboo Emperor frowned slightly, but this time he did not let the Jindan Sword Immortal leave. He said softly: "How can we leave without authorization when discussing matters in the Patriarch Hall?"

Old Jindan sat down again. , took a deep breath, and made up his mind to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

The mountain protector Yuan Zhenye crossed his arms and yawned, still so bored.

The Bamboo Emperor shifted his gaze, leaned forward slightly, and said with a smile: "Does Ancestor Yuan have any good ideas?"

Faced with this mountain protector, even if the Bamboo Emperor is a sword cultivator at the Nascent Soul Realm's bottleneck , is the sect leader of Yishan, and is still quite respectful.

The old ape in white twitched the corner of his mouth and leaned back lazily on his chair, "You still need to be strong to strike iron. When the sect leader reaches the upper five realms, all the troubles will be solved. At that time, I will congratulate the sect leader and walk for a while. Just go to the entrance of Dadu."

The Bamboo Emperor laughed heartily, clasped his fists and said, "Then I'll do it to Patriarch Yuan."

In the Patriarch Hall, even Xia Yuancui was there. They immediately picked up their spirits and looked at the mountain master who had such a hard time breaking through the bottleneck that he often said that he had no hope of reaching the fifth realm.

Especially the ancestor of the Tao family, who is the God of Wealth, and the headmaster Yan Chu, immediately looked at each other without revealing any trace.

Yuan Bai, who was the only door god, turned his head and looked out the door.

The Bamboo Emperor did not want to talk more about his break in seclusion, so he changed the subject and nodded towards Tian Wan, who had been promoted to his confidant. The woman immediately took out a booklet, stood up and said: "The sect is prosperous, the booklet There are a total of sixteen Sword Immortal embryos above. Nine of them are still young and have not yet become apprentices. The peak masters and ancestors can choose among them today."

The so-called Sword Immortal embryos, of course. He is a young swordsman who is expected to become a Golden Alchemist.

Mainly from the old Zhuying Dynasty, once discovered, they were immediately sent to Zhengyang Mountain. In addition, there is the southern boundary of Aquarius Continent where the mountains and rivers are broken. In the past few years of Zhengyang Mountain, almost every sword immortal needs to go down to the mountain to find sword cultivators for the sect. The next best thing is to have good materials and beautiful jade that can be practiced on the mountain. Can't miss it. As for Tongyezhou, there was also an unexpected surprise in finding two young sword cultivators.

As long as you can become a sword cultivator, it will be a great blessing. Because as long as you are a swordsman and stay in the sect to practice, you can add a fortune of swordsmanship to Zhengyang Mountain.

So today's Emperor Zongzhu will definitely have no emotion similar to "As long as Wei and Jin come to Zhengyang Mountain, I am willing to give way to talents."

As soon as he came, his bottleneck was loosened, and he caught a chance to break through. Moreover, today's Zhengyang Mountain, as a new sect in Aquarius Continent, has the right time, place, and people. It may not take more than a hundred years to hope to challenge the Shen Gao Sect and compete for the position of monarch on Yizhou Mountain.

How to keep people from being high-spirited, so the Bamboo Emperor seems to have become more than a hundred years younger in the past few years.

The Bamboo Emperor suddenly asked: "There seems to be some unusual movement over at Dali Longzhou, especially at the Niujiao Mountain Ferry?"

The Xu family in Qingfeng City, from The Ma family in Xinghua Lane bought a dragon kiln. In addition, in Huaihuang County, Fulu Street, Taoye Lane, and Zhengyang Mountain all have some secret incense.

It’s just that for so many years, I haven’t been able to get any useful landscape information. The Piyun Mountain of Wei Bo, the king of Beiyue Mountain, plus the supervising government office that can be specially reported, and Ruan Qiong The Longquan Sword Sect is a taboo in the official circles of mountains and rivers. Zhengyang Mountain dare not reach out too much.However, there was an unexpected surprise during this period. Ye Qingzhu, the Goddess of the Chongdan River, had sent several secret messages to Zhengyang Mountain for more than ten years, so that Zhengyang Mountain learned about the Luolu Mountain. Several pure warriors with high level of realm also helped to clarify the incense relationship between Luolu Mountain and Piyun Mountain, such as how to divide the accounts at Niujiao Mountain Ferry, and the blacksmith shop by the Longxu River, Liu Xianyang's deeply hidden golden elixir Sword cultivator identity.

Today's discussion took a full two hours. Just the competition between the peaks for those few Sword Immortal embryos almost stopped them from asking each other about swords.

After finally arranging the mountains, even the sect leader Bamboo Emperor was a little tired. When the discussion was over, the sword light returned to the peaks. The Bamboo Emperor left the old ape in white alone and walked out of the ancestors together. Outside the hall, overlooking a mountain and river.

The Bamboo Emperor smiled and said: "Old Ancestor Yuan, we are happy together."

Because the mountain protector next to him, like his sect master, will soon reach the upper five realms.

Yuan Zhenye’s face remained as usual, he nodded, put his hands behind his back, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance. He saw a tall, tall old ape in white, who seemed to be looking at him for eternity.

The Bamboo Emperor joked: "A direct descendant of the Longquan Sword Sect is also a Jindan sword cultivator. Patriarch Yuan should be more careful."

The old ape in white sneered: "Liu Xianyang , plus Chen Ping'an, these two little losers. Be careful, don't hit them to death with one punch?"

The two young people are, after all, It’s quite troublesome. One is Ruan Qiong’s direct disciple, and the other is Wei Bo’s half-money bag. Fortunately, our Zhengyang Mountain is not in the Beiyue realm, and Ruan Qiong is just a military monk in the Yupu realm.

The old ape in white sneered: "How about you wait until I reach the upper five realms and come back? Do you really think that you can take revenge after suffering for more than twenty years? As long as these two losers dare to come looking for death, I will send them away." One journey."

At the Xianjia Inn at Bailudu, Cui Dongshan and Jiang Shangzhen listened carefully. After all, a sect's mountain protection formation was not a decoration, and the two of them could only use some small tricks.

The two of them looked at each other in confusion as they listened to the heroic words of the mountain-moving ancestor from Zhengyang Mountain. Jiang Shangzhen was silent for a long time, with a lingering fear on his face, and said softly: "My liver and gallbladder are splitting after hearing this."

Cui Dongshan quickly handed over a pot of wine and said, "Stop the shock."

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Mao Xiaodong brought Li Baoping and Li Huai, as well as a large group of The Confucian scholar from Liji Academy traveled all the way south and finally came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

There is no sword repairman in the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Not only the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but also the Hanging Mountain, Jiaolonggou, and Yulong Sect are all gone.

The Sword Qi Great Wall was divided into two parts, and there were many large characters carved on the two walls facing the vast mountains and rivers of the wild world.

It is a pity that Dong Sangen killed the owner of Hehua Nunnery with his sword, and A Liang and Yao Chongdao teamed up to kill him with their swords

They were unable to carve words on the city head. The battle was brutal and it was too late.

But on the other side of the city, half a swordThere are also many large characters engraved on the Great Wall of Qi, but it is Jiazi Zhang's handwriting to show his prestige. But for some unknown reason, the Zhongtu Confucian Temple has not erased those inscriptions.

Currently, there is an endless stream of Haoran monks visiting the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

In addition, Haoran Tianxia has set up three large-scale Xianjia ferries between the Wild World and the Great Wall of Jianqi. They are said to be ferries, but in fact they are no less big than the capital city of the great dynasty. There are large-scale construction projects and Confucian temples. Taking the lead, the Middle Earth Divine Continent, Liuxia Continent, and Aai Ai Continent each contribute money, effort, and people.

Like three nails, driven into the mountains and rivers of the wild world.

Over one of the ferries, nearly two hundred sword boats as big as mountains hovered all year round, blocking out the sky and the sun. They were all important Mohist weapons that had not been put to use in the war. After the end, it slowly migrated to the wild world.

At the other ferry, there was only one city builder who also served as city defender.

The Mohist giant.

The three ferry giant cities are somewhat similar to the Pima Sect setting up a Qinglu Town in Guixi Valley.

In addition, one of the Guixu sites located on the sea between Jinjiazhou and Fuyaozhou is also controlled by the Confucian Temple.

At the door of the gate in the wild world, the Great Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, Qi Tingji, Pei Bei, Huolong Zhenren, Huaiyin, these mighty powerful men were responsible for taking turns to guard the gate for two or three years.

Wearing red clothes, and a young man wearing a Confucian shirt, Yufeng left the city head and stood on the battlefield site in the south, looking at the big characters on the city head in the north.

Taofa, Haoran, Western Heaven.

The thunder pond is a powerful place, and the sword energy will last forever.

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I thought there was no truth in his mouth, but it turned out to be a bit fierce."

Li Huai curled his lips. "This is the only word in the world that is written by earthworms. Even if A Liang stood in front of me and said he didn't write it, I wouldn't believe it."

Li Baoping was a little sad, "The two sections of the Sword Qi Great Wall are no longer protected by formations. If there is another war, they will never be restored."

Li Huai comforted: "There will be no more."

A dusty old man in yellow clothes, with the eyes of a falcon and a skinny body, turned into a rainbow from the top of the city and headed south in the wind. Suddenly, he made a turn, floated to the ground, and landed ten feet beside the two of them. A few feet away, people seemed to be rushing to admire the inscriptions on the city head.

Now, there are sages from the Confucian Temple and two monks at the top of the city and the sky, and they are conducting inspections and are extremely strict. In addition, all the demon clans in the wild world are blocked south of Shiwan Mountain and three ferries. PlaceTraveling the Great Wall of Sword Qi as a monk in Haoran World is even more secure and worry-free than when Sword Cultivator was there.

Li Baoping and Li Huai are about to leave.

The old man's expression was as usual, but he was a little worried. He no longer cared about his superior demeanor and took the initiative to ask: "Is this girl's surname Li? With Yuan Yu, who was born in the Yasheng lineage, in In the Liji Academy, did you debate Taoism and Taoism?"

Li Baoping turned to the side, nodded to the old man and said, "It was me."

According to rumors, that debate happened. , it was Li Baoping who lost to Yuan Yu.

Li Huai was present at the time, but he didn’t understand it anyway. However, looking at Yuan Yu, who compiled three volumes of "Yi-Jie" at a young age, when discussing Taoism, he spoke elegantly and had a calm demeanor, so he deserved a beating. On the other hand, Li Baoping often frowned, pondered for a long time, and hesitated to speak many times, as if he had denied himself.

And Yuan Yu is one of the ten young people in the world.

It is rumored that Qing Ming Tianxia is his hometown, but he has become the direct disciple of Ya Sheng.

The old man said regretfully: "This Yuan Yu, who comes from the orthodox Confucian lineage and is the direct descendant of the Yasheng, dares to say that the Taoist ancestors and the sage ancestors are 'the beginning and the end of each other'. It is outrageous and inappropriate. ”

Li Baoping said with a smile: “Senior, tell me what you have to say. If you have something to say, you don’t have to be polite to me.”

This is what she meant. The person who spoke has no understanding of the "three ways" debate at all.

Since you don’t understand it at all, you are not here to discuss knowledge, so today’s matchmaking must be something else.

The old man looked embarrassed. He was really not interested in the quarrels of these scholars after eating too much, and he did not understand. This trip to the vast world was so cautious and trembling that he almost lost his legs. Running and breaking is very hard. The old man glanced at the Shiwanda Mountain to the south. It was not too far away from his hometown. If he returned in vain, he would probably have two of his four legs broken by the old blind man.

Although the old man was anxious, he still looked calm and signed himself up, "My Taoist name is Longsangong. He is a wild cultivator from Shanze in Nanbosu Island. He has read some books by sages and sincerely admires the lineage of literary sages. Knowledge..."

Li Baoping immediately smiled and asked: "I dare to ask the old gentleman, what is the transformation of nature and falsehood, and what is the clear division of the group?"

The self-titled Longshangong? The old man in yellow started scratching his head again. He felt that this little girl was so difficult to deal with, so he had to "honestly" said: "To be honest, I do know a little about the saints' doctrines of various branches of the Confucian Temple, but only for the lineage of literary saints, from the literary lineage Mr. Sheng Lao's Hedao Sanzhou, and then all the direct descendants of the cultural background turned the tide, it is a sincere admiration, and there is absolutely no falsehood."

The literary saints, left and right, Chen Ping'an, Cui. sound of water.

The left and right swords were drawn here, and Chen Pingan served as the hidden official.

The mountains and rivers were turned upside down. Cui Chan traveled across continents and traveled here. He dispersed the fourteen realms and merged with the two heavens and earth to become the second "Great Wall of Sword Qi", completely blocking the retreat of the wild world. Forcing the Great Patriarch of Tuoyue Mountain to divide his efforts,Open the sea and return it to ruins in three places. Otherwise, the time scale and weights and measures of the two heavens and earth will not be repaired within a hundred years. This invisible collapse of rituals and music will have little impact on ordinary masters, but it will affect all monks in the two worlds. When inner demons take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble, they will only grow like weeds. The monk's heart is flawless, but the sky is falling apart and the earth is falling apart. How can a small flawless mind defeat the lack of loopholes in the heaven and earth? And the later the repair is done, the greater the impact on weather conditions.

Li Huai is a little bored.

Sorry, there are some monks on the mountain who can adapt to the wind and join the lineage of Literary Sage. Especially the man in front of me, Mr. Longshang, who has memorized the thirty-two chapters of my ancestor’s poems by heart and then exchanges polite greetings with them. At first glance, he is not an old man. Let alone compared with Pei Qian, he is inferior to himself.

If he hadn't been afraid of the Confucian sage sitting in the sky, the old man would have slapped the little girl in red away, and then ran away with Uncle Li.

The old man glanced at the side of Shiwandashan from the corner of his eye. Fortunately, the old blind man has not shown up yet, so there is still a chance to make amends. Maybe it is still too late, but it must be too late!

The old blind man has a bad temper, and his attacks are never serious. The key is that the old blind man has been blind for thousands of years. He has only been bullying his loyal family members for thousands of years.

There are only fourteen realms in the world. Why don’t you ask Chen Qing how many swords are there? Why don't you go and fight with the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain? An old guy with no bones weighing less than four will only show off his skills to himself. The old bird is waiting for the dog to die, right? Let's see who can outlast the other.

Li Baoping moved forward, stopped in front of Li Huai, and asked: "Old sir, why don't you get straight to the point and speak openly?"

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, so Calming himself down, he said bravely: "Okay, okay, little girl, I have good taste. I do have some selfish motives. Seeing that you two young juniors have extraordinary abilities, you are one of the most talented cultivators in the world, so I plan to accept you as an anonymous practitioner." Disciples, don't worry, Miss Li, you don't need to change your family. I have been practicing cultivation all my life and have suffered a lot. I have never been able to recruit direct disciples. I really can't bear to give up my Taoism, so I have failed, so I want to give you a gift. Good luck."

Li Baoping shook his head and said, "The old man has good intentions. As for the apprenticeship, forget it. Even if it is an anonymous disciple, it is still inappropriate."

The old man kept complaining, "Who cares about you? At a young age, you already have the air of a gentleman, and you are still a woman."

If during those turbulent years when I was roaming the wild world, a little girl like you, who was an eyesore and ignorant, could just grab it and snap it one by one.

Li Huai thinks this old gentleman is a bit interesting. He is sneaky and has a bad tone. He is also worried that his teachings will fail, so he is giving away a blessing for nothing?

Li Huai asked in his heart: "Li Baoping, is this guy here to rob the house?"

Li Baoping replied: "No. He didn't Such courage."

So Li Huai asked with a smile: "Old senior, I would like to ask, what level are you in?"

The old man almost burst into tears as he finally got to talk to Uncle Li.

I didn’t dare to go to that big-ass Aquarius Continent even to death. I waited overseas for several years and finally waited until Li Huai went to the Middle-earth Divine Continent.

It took ten years. Years, ten years, ah, ten years, running around and toiling in the vast world, hiding in Tibet, ascending to the realm of dignity, being the same generation as Fei Fei and the old deaf child, and being a lost dog for ten years!

The old man collected his emotions and coughed, "The realm is acceptable, there is a small way."

Li Huai smiled and said: "Then it's not too high?"

The old man immediately said: "Gao, how come you are not tall! Just being humble."

Li Huai stretched out his thumb and pointed at the big characters on the wall, "A Liang and I are the ones who cut off the heads of chickens." The old man wanted to die, but the old blind man had done something wrong. Accepting such a disciple will bring harm to yourself?

The old man's heartstrings were tense, and he felt that the suffocating majestic momentum seemed to be approaching the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

We can’t live in fear for ten years, only to end up with a bleak ending of being beaten half to death.

The old man fell to his knees and prostrated on the ground, "Li Huai, please, just agree to practice with me. As for becoming a disciple or something, just be happy."

Li Huai was even more shocked.

As expected, all the blessings that come to my door in the world will be rejected. This old gentleman was confused, so let him practice whatever he wanted.

A short old blind man appeared out of thin air next to Na Longsangong. He kicked his foot down and made a click sound. Hey, hey! , the old man in yellow had his entire spine broken and immediately collapsed to the ground.

The old blind man sneered: "You are a piece of rubbish, you can't handle such a small thing well, wandering around in the vast world, have you eaten shit for ten years?"

The old blind man Turning to "look" at that Li Huai, he asked with a straight face: "Are you Li Huai?"

Li Huai asked back: "Can I not be?"

The old man The blind man asked with a smile: "What do you think?"

Li Huai looked sincere and nodded: "I think it's okay."

Li Baoping frowned slightly.

On the other side of the city, there was a Confucian Temple sage, an Ascension Realm, and an Immortal Realm sword cultivator, but none of them moved.

She immediately breathed a sigh of relief. At least these two old men were not criminals who would commit violent crimes.

The old blind man sneered: "You and that bitch are sworn brothers? That's great."

In this way, you will have a higher seniority.

The old blind man pointed to the compass and said, "Boy, as long as you become my direct descendant, the hundreds of thousands of mountains and thousands of miles of scrolls in the south will be your jurisdiction. Golden-armored warriors, criminals and monsters, it's up to you. Drive.”

Li Huai made a bitter face and lowered his voice: "I was just making up nonsense, old man, why did you eavesdrop, and why did you take it seriously? Such words cannot be spread randomly. It was given to the person who opened the eyes of the sky. The old immortal of the Fourteenth Realm listened to this, we both can’t bear to eat, so why bother?”

Li Baoping stretched out his fingers and rubbed his eyebrows.

On the way here, Li Huai was indeed bragging in private, so he did not make a draft. What Li Huai and the old man said now have roughly the same meaning.

As for the old man who struck fiercely and cruelly and broke the backbone of others with one kick, Li Baoping had already guessed his identity. He was the "old blind man" in the wild world.

Because the Duke of Longshang, who "accepts disciples and kowtows to ask for help", clearly has a broken spine, but he is still "comfortable" lying on the ground, with some playful eyes, and he keeps secretly looking at Li Huai. The old man in yellow only looked a little beaten, but he definitely didn't look injured at all. If it had been any cultivator, no matter how tough his body was or how powerful his supernatural power was, he would have looked sluggish after suffering such a heavy blow.

The old blind man pointed to his eyes. The eye sockets were sunken and there were no eyeballs.

If a monk in the upper five realms under the Ascension Realm dares to use magical powers and look directly at this place, his soul will probably fall into the bottomless abyss on the spot, and his soul will be stripped away, and he will become a person without a master. Vice-skin puppet.

Li Huai blinked and asked tentatively: "Isn't it the old man that A Liang admired most in his life? Every time he talks to me about his senior, that guy will take a shower and change clothes first, and then talk about his senior. His heroic spirit and heroic deeds made Ah Liang burst into tears every time."

What Li Huai means is that I, who is more nonsense than Ah Liang, am not qualified to be your disciple.

The old blind man rubbed his chin. He is a good disciple and can talk. He will not be bored in the future. His vision for recruiting disciples is really good.

In fact, since the feudal world has been divided for thousands of years, there are no monster monks. They hope that the old blind man can be "green-eyed" and become the direct disciple of a great monk in the Fourteenth Realm, and then reach the sky in one step.

It’s just that those poor opportunists, each with more tricks than the last, tried their best to please the old blind man, but they all became the meal of the "old man in yellow".

The old blind man’s idea couldn’t be simpler.

Disciple, I can collect it and use it to close the door. Master, don’t beg, or you will die if you do.

The old blind man stretched out his hand, grabbed Li Huai's shoulder, and lifted it gently. It was heavy and interesting.

Li Huai's face turned pale, he stood on tiptoes, holding the old blind man's withered arms with both hands, and begged Li Baoping: "Li Baoping, please help me. Chen Ping'an has had a hard time. After returning home, I ended up being arrested as Shi Laozi's disciple. What's going on?"

Li Huai was really not happy with the practice of cultivating Taoism in the mountains for years and decades. Anyone who wants something like realm can take it.

Li Baoping said seriously: "Old senior, there is no one like you.In principle, when accepting disciples and becoming teachers on the mountain, one must always talk about what you want and what I want. "

The old blind man smiled and said: "Little girl, don't think that having an older brother who is not your relative can talk to me about everything. Li Xisheng is still too young now, and his level is far from enough. As for whether he can fulfill his wish in the vast world, it is a matter of two opinions.

Li Baoping smiled and said, "You don't mean what you said." "

Li Huai suddenly burst into unknown anger. This old blind man has gone too far.

Holding the arm with both hands, Li Huai flew up with a kick. Kicked the old bastard on the chest.

The old man in yellow who was lying on the ground almost had his eyes popped out.

The old blind man didn't move at all, just stretched out his hand. He patted the dust on his chest, smiled instead of angry, nodded and said: "Okay, you are now my disciple. "

Li Huai felt a little guilty. He used that inexplicable martial arts technique, focused his voice into a line, and said with a trembling voice to Li Baoping: "Baoping Baoping, I have some legs right now. I'm weak, I have no courage, I can't stand firmly, I don't dare to kick anymore, I'm sorry. "

The old blind man laughed and said: "Benevolence and justice are the only things that can be done, you are right. If it were Chen Pingan, he wouldn't dare to do this. "

As a result, Li Huai suddenly became brave and took another flying kick.

The old blind man hummed, "It has potential, which is pretty good." ”

The old man in yellow seemed to have suffered two heavenly calamities one after another, and he suddenly began to worry. This Uncle Li was really going to become the direct descendant of the old blind man, and he estimated that his life would not be easy.

On top of the city, a sage from the Confucian Temple asked: "Is everything okay? ”

Mao Xiaodong smiled and said: “A mountain of 100,000 that can accommodate several Sword Immortals traveling to the north is definitely not a smoky place. A person who can be friends with Aliang, a person who can be respected as a senior by my husband, what should I worry about? "

The old blind man "glanced" at the top of the city. He was a scholar from the literary sage lineage. He really knows how to talk.

The old blind man withdrew his gaze and was very pleased with this. Li Huai, for the first time, looked kind and cheerful, and said: "When you become my disciple, you won't have to stay in the mountains to practice. You can just wander around the two worlds. If you see the one on the ground, I will be your follower from now on."

Li Huai said with a sad face: "How virtuous and capable I am, to be able to ask Senior Longshan Gong to protect me." ”

How high can a damn person kneel and kowtow to him? How high can his realm be? It’s hard to say who protects whom. The key is that this old man on the ground has no character at all, and he has nothing to do with it. The old blind man has a strong character and is not the same person at all. Even if we get together, we will definitely not be able to talk to each other.

The old blind man has a good temper and said with a smile: "Yes, you are indeed my disciple, you dare to look down on him. One ascends to the realm. Very good, then there is no need for it to live. "

The Ascension Realm on the ground saw that the opportunity was not good, stood up with lightning speed, and begged bitterly: "Li Huai, for the grace of survival today, I will definitely do it in the future.Death in return. "

It knows best who the old blind man is. He is definitely not a joker.

Li Huai asked: "Can you stop treating him as a direct descendant and treat him as someone who is not? Named disciple? "

The old blind man nodded and said: "Of course. "

Li Huai sighed, glanced at the old blind man behind his hands, and then at the old man Longshan Gong with a flattering smile. This is nothing.

Li Huai Huai quietly said to Li Baoping: "When I learn my skills, I will help you beat this anonymous master. Anyway, being anonymous doesn't count as bullying the master and destroying the ancestors. "

Li Baoping smiled and said: "Even the seniors can hear it. ”

Li Huai laughed, walked quickly to the old blind man, and rubbed his shoulders skillfully.

(End of this chapter)