Chapter 794: Understand

Yuanyangzhu, two people are ascending, and the battle is in full swing.

This fight was so chaotic that it didn’t look like an old god on the mountain who was cautious about taking action, but more like two young men in the city who were free-spirited and free-spirited, meeting each other on a narrow road, but just looking at each other, They are just an eyesore to each other, and they have to knock one of them down before they give up.

The sky and the earth were dim and dim, and the big sun hanging in the sky seemed to have been suddenly eaten and swallowed into the belly of the old man in yellow. There were only whirlpools, like gods opening their eyes, which became increasingly apparent. The strangeness of this small world penetrates people.

The great monks, including Qin Zao and Yan Yan, all had abnormal heart palpitations. How come you have never seen such a peak Ascension Realm before, or even heard any news about it? What kind of Taoist? Strictly speaking, we can only confirm that this unruly old man is definitely not an accomplished person from the Middle-earth Divine Continent.

The higher the level of Yuanyangzhu watching monks, the more clearly they can feel the majestic atmosphere of the movement of the avenue.

Yuanyangzhu is like a pond that has been drained for fishing, and all the fish seem to have been thrown ashore. Every time a monk takes a breath, he needs to consume the spiritual energy of his own world.

The gods of the upper five realms don't mind this matter very much. They just suffer from the monks of the lower five realms who accompany their seniors to travel here. Even if the masters help protect the way or isolate them with the above multiplication magic, In a small world, some rare treasures from the mountain gate were sacrificed to protect one side. The young monks who were still worried that the sky would fall. Their faces were pale and their bodies were unstable. Many of them had already received the master's orders and simply fell down. The earth began to breathe in and out, relying on the secret Taoist secrets of their respective sects' ancestor halls to resist the invisible oppression of the great avenue between heaven and earth.

Nan Guangzhao has already sacrificed an important treasure of his life. It is actually a rare ancient temple. It is a secret magical power that refines the mountain as a temple. Nan Guangzhao’s true body is standing at the gate of the temple. , wearing an "Old Dragon" robe of the rank of an Immortal Soldier, his aura was stirring, and his water transport was ups and downs, so much so that strips of colorful glaze were dragged out. Each ribbon was actually the manifestation of a great avenue of a river.

The real body of Nanzhao is hiding in the ancestral temple, and the ancestral temple is like a red date mark between the eyebrows of the Dharma Prime Minister.

Nan Guangzhao turned his mind and controlled the Dharma to fight against the ascension realm with astonishing combat power.

It was said to be a fight, but in fact it was one-sided, that is, Nan Guangzhao tried his best to defend and ran for his life frantically.

In those whirlpools, people often just stretched out one arm, holding a giant sword, and slashed with it casually, and countless sparks of fire were splashed on the body of Nan Guangzhao, splashing like rain.

All the monks in the fifth realm of Yuanyangzhu who were watching the battle and watching the show, and who were not surrounded by teachers to protect them, had already cast life-saving spells or offered up pieces of protective magic weapons, pieces the size of mustard seeds. The tiny light, in this dark little world, is blown by the strong wind, and the lights are swaying unsteadily.

Some upper five realm monks must also protect the nearby lower five realm monks who have no relationship, and help these poor people to prevent their Taoist hearts from collapsing, their souls leaving the body, and instantly becoming wandering souls. ghost. Fortunately, the lingering traces of Taoism that were scattered everywhere on both sides of the fighting will all be eradicated.They were dispersed by the great monks like Qin Zao and Yu Yue.

There is a huge disparity between victory and defeat on the battlefield. Anyone with eyes will not be dazzled and unable to see clearly.

Jian Yan saw through the roots of the two immortal soldiers, the mountain temple and the water robe, and said: "It is true that Nan Guangzhao successfully refined half of the famous mountains and rivers of the Broken Blessed Land, otherwise the water robe, Cannot reach the rank of Immortal Weapon."

The casting and refining of each Immortal Weapon on the mountain is equivalent to the monk having a relatively complete Dao. The real benefit is not the nourishment of the soul of the Immortal Weapon owner. For the great monks who can possess immortal weapons, this is not a shortcoming. The key is that the existence of the immortal weapons itself is in line with the Dao, has hidden secrets, and is recognized by heaven and earth. Each immortal weapon itself is a kind of "proving the way", which can It paved a shortcut to the top for those who practice Taoism.

Qin Zao said puzzledly: "To an outsider like Liu Hui, that huge turmoil back then was just a matter of practicing cultivation at home. Disaster fell from the sky. Everyone knew that he suffered an unreasonable disaster, but in the end, even he They were all held accountable by the Confucian Temple, and many of the sect's merits were wiped out, but they never heard that Nan Guangzhao was involved. They only knew that Broken Blessed Land was sold to him for money. What's going on here? "Explanation?"

Tian Ni, who is extremely well-informed about the mountains, is in charge of one of the most influential Shanshui Di newspapers in the Middle-earth Divine Continent. He quickly checked the page of the old almanac, shook his head, and said: "This The Confucian Temple is very strict and does not allow outsiders to investigate. All I know is that when the unknown sword cultivator "ascended" from the blessed land to Hao'an, the blessed land in his hometown was coveted by various forces, and the sword cultivator himself soon became famous. He disappeared, and it seems that the Confucian Temple couldn’t find him. It’s hard to say whether he was silenced or escaped.”

After the blessed land of Fuyao Island collapsed in the early years, the blessed land of Fuyao Island collapsed. The souls inside are devastated, corpses litter the fields, the mountains and rivers are shattered and fluttering in the wind. Several great monks behind the scenes each have their own gains, and they are reaping the benefits of being fishermen. Some people get treasures, some make money, and everyone has the opportunity to grab it. However, one of the ghost cultivators on the mountain top who is said to be the culprit of this disaster was once a leader on Yizhou Mountain as famous as Liu Hui. Afterwards, he was detained by the Confucian Temple in Gongde Forest and has not been heard from since. It seems that the others have also not been heard from. If you can cover your hot money bag, the consequences will not be good. Decades later, one of the Fuyaozhou Immortals died suddenly and inexplicably. His head was chopped off with a sword, and his body was discarded under the mountain gate archway and on the roof of the Patriarch Hall.

I never thought that it would be Nanguang Guangzhuang, which had an inseparable relationship with the blessed land of destruction in Fuyaozhou, who would ultimately benefit the most?

The former Fuyao Continent was somewhat similar to Tongye Continent. They were both on the mountain with two sects confronting each other. In Tianyao Township where Liu Hui was located, and in the back mountain where ghost cultivator Yang Qiangu was located, there was an Ascension Realm person in charge. The top of the mountain.

It’s just the “back mountain” with a strange name for the sect. Because there are many ghost cultivators on the mountain, especially in the Patriarch Hall, half of them are ghost cultivators. After all, they are too unpleasant both on and off the mountain, so the momentum remains the same. It was not as good as Liu Hui's Tianyao Township. When Yang Qiangu was detained in Gongde Forest and the back mountain was in Fuyao Island, his status plummeted. Finally, he was captured by Bai Ying, the barbaric king.They broke through the mountain-protecting formation and were destroyed.

A ghost cultivating sect with a bad reputation was not able to be surrendered by the big demon Bai Ying. Most of them died in the battle. There were not even one monk left, except for a group that had evacuated Fuyao Continent early. After the war ended, the young direct descendant was able to return to his hometown from China, gather together those scattered sect members who ended up worse than a lost dog, and rebuild the mountain gate. The situation was far more difficult than the mountains where the ancestral halls such as Tianyao Township and Hehua City were preserved. .

It is said that after the Lord of Baidi City appeared on Fuyao Island, he only took good care of the monks from the back mountain who returned to their hometown. He even said to the few young ghost cultivators that they were not as good as human beings. Ghosts, so what if there are more ghosts in the back mountains.

It is rumored that the madman from Baidi City, the young monk Gu Can, made an exception and served as the first worshiper of the "new" back mountain.

I saw a new whirlpool appear out of thin air in the sky, and suddenly a big hand as white as jade appeared, fiercely grabbed Nan Guangzhao's head, pressed it hard, and the old man in yellow in the distance wiped it horizontally with a sword, and the sword was shining. It was as if a Milky Way was spread out in the sky, cutting the Southern Light Dharma Appearance into two. From the mountain temple between the Dharma Appearance's eyebrows, and from the true body robe of the old monk in the Ascension Realm, two colorful robes as long as a waterfall floated out, and finally formed a horizontal belt. , sewing the chopped parts into one.

Nan Guangzhao finally looked a little panicked. If he were an ordinary swordsman and his sword energy remained, so that the Dharma could not be stitched together on its own, there would be no need for him to spend his solid Taoism and use the colors refined by Jiang He to create a "hide the ugly" line. "The belt?"

Nan Guangzhao could only say from his heart: "Fellow Taoist, I surrender."

Unexpectedly, the old man in yellow turned a deaf ear, took a step forward, twisted his wrist, and struck another blow with the long knife in his hand. He slashed far away, clearly intending to split the head of Nan Guangzhao into two halves.

Just after dodging that incomparable sword light, a knife-wielding arm quickly protruded from the whirlpool elsewhere, and the knife stabbed through the heart of Nan Guangzhao's back, and came out from the chest. The magic sword was raised, the tip of the sword was slightly tilted, and the dharma image was raised directly. An arm was tightly wrapped around the neck of the dharma image, and Nan Guangzhao's dharma image was pulled back hard. Most of the magic sword had pierced through Nan Guangzhao's body. Respect the Dharma.

A criss-crossing black and gold thread appeared on the entire chest of Nan Guangzhao's Dharma Body, spreading like a spider web, quickly eating away at the spiritual energy of Nan Guangzhao's Dharma Body, and even the true meaning of Taoism contained in the Dharma Appearance. , will be sucked away by those weird threads. The master of the magic sword took a step forward and walked out of the whirlpool. His huge body was as black as ink, with only a pair of snow-white eyes intertwined with electric light. He let go of the handle of the sword, stretched out a hand, and grasped the Dharma image of Nan Guang with five fingers like hooks. He pulled off a large piece of "snow-white" from one side of his head, threw it into his mouth, chewed it, and devoured it.

Nan Guangzhao, an old god on the mountain top who has been in the Ascension Realm and has been famous in the Middle-earth Divine Continent for a long time, is like being bitten by a mad dog. He refuses to let go and takes away a large piece of flesh and blood.

At the same time, from other whirlpools, a golden spear was thrown out quickly. It did not distinguish between friend and foe, and directly pierced the two Dharma statues together, nailing them hard.In the void of heaven and earth.

A sky and an earth, with light everywhere, weapons flashed across the whirlpools, piercing the sky, piercing the entangled two sides, and nailing the weapons at an angle into the bodies of the two Dharma forms.

It is like a "flower bush".

The old man in yellow casually slashed out a knife, this was the answer.

Cut open the two imprisoned statues from the shoulders to the ribs on the spot.

Nan Guangzhao had no choice but to continue to master the color training of the water robe, and worked hard to mend the missing parts.

This scene made all the monks watching the battle tremble.

This young Taoist who jumped out of nowhere is so cruel that he even cut himself.

I saw the old man in yellow leaning the scabbard on the ground with one hand. The bottom of the scabbard touched the void, and there were circles of golden ripples. Golden flowers that were not recorded in the books seemed to emerge from the water. Suddenly the hair rises up, standing gracefully and swaying.

This young Taoist has a ferocious face. Will he admit defeat? In my hometown, I have countless heroes and heroes, and among the demon monks who are guests, no one even says to admit defeat.

Thousands of years of monastic life. When encountering a large demon in the Ascension Realm that cannot be dealt with, even if there is not twenty, there should be two hands. If they cannot defeat it, they will all run away. If they cannot escape, they will Die. And who is not a hundred times more difficult to deal with than this unknown guy? It’s not easy to catch a good opponent who is high enough but a waste. There is no shop like this after passing this village. If I don’t know how to cherish it today, why should I be struck by lightning? !

What if the old blind man listens to this? The old blind man is so petty and petty, so he still has to use his hands to cramp and peel off the skin?

At the canopy of the small world, the golden sea of ​​clouds slowly condensed, and the thunder rolled, thrillingly.

Even the immortals Qin Zao and others felt that if they continued to fight like this, they would probably be in a bad situation.

Maybe the entire Yuanyangzhu, as big as an island, will be wiped out by that magic.

At the door of the temple between Dharma Prime Minister's eyebrows, Nanzhao's real body was bleeding from all seven orifices. The situation was extremely miserable. A "Dragon King" water robe that had finally been promoted to the rank of Immortal Weapon showed large areas of bright red. Obviously Nan Guangzhao had already damaged the foundation of the Dao, and he had no time to use magic to correct the misfortune. He said angrily: "Young Taoist! Do you really want to die with me?!"

But Nan Guangzhao's innermost words, " "Tactfully", he forced himself to calm down and asked tentatively: "Fellow Taoist, why don't you and I just let it go? Not only will we not take care of Yun Qi's matter, I will make compensation afterwards, and everything can be discussed."

The old man in yellow sneered, I have really learned a lot today. If you can't admit defeat, let's talk about money?

In the wild world, there are no such things. Before the fight, I didn't pay much attention to bullshit incense, the statues hanging in the ancestral hall, and the great achievements. After a fight, there is no need to beg for mercy. If you are unlucky and your skills are not as good as others, just suffer death!

What if giving in would work? I need to be a watchdog over there at Shiwanda Mountain?!

Everyone heard the old man in yellow laugh loudly and said: "The fight is only half-way. You clearly have many tricks up your sleeve. You plan to hide them and bring them into the coffin. Why don't you show them off?" ! Why do you look down on the young Taoist?"

He raised the snow-white sword intertwined with thunder and lightning with his right hand, gently touched it with his left hand, took out a ball of light condensed with thunder and lightning, and threw it into his mouth. , chewing it like food with wine, the young Taoist sneered: "This land of mine is not for people to watch, why don't you stand up and fight in another place, it hurts

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Hurry up and decide between life and death."

In fact, everyone is at a loss when discussing Taoism in the Confucian Temple. In the previous fight between Chen Ping'an and Immortal Yun Qiao, both sides needed to be careful and careful in order to avoid harming Chi Yu and worry about the safety of many monks in Yuanyangzhu.

In the history of the Middle-earth Divine Continent, there was a sudden fight between two sword immortals. Within a hundred miles, there were countless sword lights, and as many as a hundred monks could not escape. , the result was that the sharp sword light brought by the flying swords of both sides was strung together into sugar-coated haws. When the two sword lights dissipated, the souls of the innocent monks were destroyed.

One of them, who originally held a high position and was the patriarch of a sect's immortal palace, was removed from the sect's landscape genealogy and became a wild cultivator who had to wander around. . And this person is none other than Situ Jiyu, the Jinjiazhou Sword Immortal who traveled through the Middle Earth. Later, Situ Jiyu simply went to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Nan Guangzhao continued to say in his heart: "Master Nen, we have no grievances between you and me. Why do we have to separate life and death? If the fight continues, it will not do you or me any good."

The young Taoist sneered: "You are like a bitch, I will beat you half to death first, and then I will deal with that little brat in white."

The young Taoist does not agree. As for feeling that he can really kill the person in front of him in the Ascension Realm and make him fall to a lower level, that's about it.

In the words of my son, Uncle Li, you should keep a thin line in your life so that we can meet each other easily in the future.

According to Nen Taoist’s previous fighting style, there would be no nonsense, just beat him to death, eat him dry and wipe him clean.

Because after leaving the barbaric world, he traveled all the way, ate and drank deliciously, and slept peacefully. He often saw Li Huai flipping through several tattered Jianghu romance novels, in which were famous martial arts figures who were powerful in the martial arts world, or Baidao heroes, who are chivalrous and righteous, tend to talk a lot when competing with others. In Li Huai's words, both sides of the fight are worried that the spectators on the sidelines will be too bored. If the two sides just finish the fight in silence, it will not be exciting enough and the cheers will not be enough. Less. After hearing this, the young Taoist felt that it made sense.

Nan Guangzhao's face was gloomy, he stopped talking and said harshly, "Young Taoist, don't be so shameless!"

The young Taoist was startled. Could it be that the guy in front of him was hiding something secretly?

I was shocked and doubtful for a moment, but then I thought, damn you, how powerful can an old bastard who is not even qualified to discuss affairs in the Confucian Temple be?

Do you think you are Dong Sangen or A Liang?

That Ah Liang, just because he was bored, casually slapped a passing sword cultivator with his paw, without even smashing his natal flying sword. It was just a joke. After all, our Shiwan Mountain and the Great Wall of Sword Qi are on the same page. As a result, A Liang was inside the Shiwan Mountain, chasing him for thousands of miles. In the end, even the old blind man couldn't stand it, so he took action, and received eighteen blows from A Liang in succession.

The woman from the Xianxia Zhu family glanced at the blue-shirted swordsman hovering in the wind. After looking away, she asked softly with the handsome young man from the Miyun Xie family who was quickly reading a collection of poems at the side: "Xie Yuan, how old do you think this person is?"

Xie Yuan is busy looking for inspiration from that beloved collection of poems. When it comes to reciting poems, the most important thing is that stones from other mountains can attack jade and give women a After losing his interest in poetry, he sighed, raised his head, glanced at the old man in yellow in the distance, and said casually: "He must have lived for thousands of years."

The woman laughed angrily. : "You're not talking about him!"

Xie Yuan was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "You said that the blue-shirted swordsman who also practiced thunder magic, let me guess, he is at most a hundred years old. Similar to Jinjiazhou's 'Sword Immortal Xu Jun', they are both great swordsmen who came into being at the right time, but the one in front of us is younger."

Old swordsman Yu Yue heard this clearly. Rolling your eyes, feeling uncomfortable, and not being able to tell the truth directly to Xie Yuan, the swordsman in green shirt in front of you is the hidden official that you, little melon skin, miss, the one who made Xie Yuan shout, "You need to bow your head when we meet "Blessed" person.

The top tycoons in the world, especially those involved in cross-continental ferries to Daoxuan Mountain and business dealings with the Sword Qi Great Wall, have no doubts about the young hidden man who once appeared in the Chunbanzhai Assembly Hall. In fact, I know more or less about the official, but I don’t know much, it’s very rough, because the control on the Great Wall of Jianqi is too strict. For example, the Miyun Xie family in Aaizhou can only go through various mountain channels, especially with the Due to the Liu family's friendship and constant in-laws from generation to generation, they learned that the last hidden official who took over Xiao Xun's position was very good at doing business and was extremely imposing. When he first appeared in Hanging Mountain, he was accompanied by a large group of locals and The foreign swordsmen, those are dozens of real swordsmen with numerous military exploits!

Li Baoping was originally a little worried about whether Li Huai would be affected by that mountain-top battle. Unexpectedly, Li Huai stood firmly on the spot like a normal person, muttering by himself. Gu, there are words in my mouth.

It’s over. It’s easy to say that I lost the battle. At worst, I can’t drag the young Taoist to apply oil on the soles of his feet. Anyway, Chen Pingan is here. As long as he hides behind Chen Pingan, everything will be easy.

But if he wins this battle, not to mention it will be a disservice to Chen Ping'an, wouldn't the young Taoist want to make enemies on the mountain? If he gets stared at again, Qianri will be the only one in the world.Thief, how can you guard against a thief for a thousand days?

So Li Huai tentatively said in his heart: "Brother Nen, can we admit defeat? Otherwise, I will have to be in fear every day when I walk around the world."

The young Taoist felt like he was struck by lightning, so he bit the bullet and pretended not to hear Uncle Li's hint.

This fight was painless and my hands weren’t even hot yet!

The tender Taoist's hands moved more and more fiercely, and the sword was fierce and thunderous.

Forcing that Ascension Realm player to either kneel down and kowtow and admit defeat to be sincere, or simply go to the opponent's little world and have a hearty fight.

Thinking about it again, the young Taoist seems to have suffered another disaster. Damn it, in this small world of his own, of course he and Li Huai can talk casually. It's just Li Huai, how can he ignore the restrictions of heaven and earth and talk to himself?

The uncle is the uncle.

Is it some secret method taught by the old blind man? But Li Huai clearly said that he didn't learn a single move from the old blind man.

Li Huai saw that the young Taoist did not listen to his words, so he had to turn to Li Baoping and ask, "Baoping, what should I do?"

Li Baoping said: "This senior will stop. What to do next, you don't have to think too much, senior will handle it properly."

Li Huai grinned, then he felt relieved and made up for himself. The truth is, "Besides, Chen Ping'an is still here, why would I be afraid of trouble? Trouble should be afraid of me!"

In fact, many of Li Huai's ideas are different from ordinary people's since he was a child.

For example, when Li Baoping threw his pants on a tree branch, Li Huai, who was sobbing loudly, was worried not about being embarrassed or whether he would be laughed at by Shi Chunjia with braids for a long time, but about a new pair of pants. Pants are so valuable. If he can't wear them home, his mother will be heartbroken. She might have to twist his arm. Otherwise, it's okay not to wear pants. It's very cool. But if your arm is pinched, it really hurts. Even if his mother goes back to buy him a new pair of trousers, the family will definitely not have money to buy chicken legs. Looking at his sister Li Liu's appearance, she is already skinny enough and not good-looking. How can she get married in the future? So the pair of pants hanging high on the tree must not be thrown away.

For another example, Old Man Yang threw a few yellowing books to him. They were too inconspicuous in those bulging packages. The cover and first few pages of the book seem to have been torn off. There are many inside, probably magic spells on the mountain. There are many rules. Don’t learn this, don’t do that. This magic will harm the merits of heaven, and that magical power will be destroyed by the Great Dao. Yasheng... I learned a hammer, so after picking and choosing, Li Huai learned that skill. This one is good, there is no fuss about it, there are no taboos in learning it, and it is practical.

Old man Yang left a letter to Li Huai and explained some things in the letter.

For example, let him find an old gentleman somewhere in the future and learn a few talismans from that old man. This man once traveled to Lizhu Cave, stayed there for several years, and often drank with your father. . Having many skills does not overwhelm you, and having a good craft at your side is more stable than having more money in your pocket...…

Just like the old man at home, when he usually chatters, he gets upset, but when the old man stops nagging, he gets sad.

Nan Guangzhao was in an extremely bad mood at this time, just like how his junior Yun Jie looked at his direct descendant. He felt that this Yun Jie was really a loser and a troublemaker.

With that young Taoist, the logic made no sense at all. Looking at the opponent's posture, he was willing to stop until he fell. Nan Guangzhao had no choice but to use the magical power at the bottom of the box and directly sacrificed the same thing. Xiaodongtian was completely refined by him.

The young Taoist laughed loudly, sheathed the long sword, and threw it into the universe in his sleeve, "Finally, I have the courage to ascend to the realm!"

Li Huai said hurriedly: "Be careful. !”

Taoist Nen looked back at the young man in Confucian shirt on the shore, and was stunned. Would this kid really care about the life and death of a watchdog? Picture what? Can't figure it out.

The young Taoist shook his head and stopped thinking if he couldn't understand. In this regard, it is similar to Li Huai. It’s no wonder that when they get together, neither of them feels awkward.

As the figures of the two ascended realms disappeared, Yuanyangzhu instantly became clear and bright, and the sun reappeared.

Almost all the monks felt relieved, and most of the Qi practitioners, escorted by their masters, hurriedly moved away from Yuanyangzhu, a place of right and wrong.

There are two fights in one fight. First there is a Sword Immortal, an Immortal, and then two Ascension Realms. It’s enough to watch the fun.

What’s more, God knows whether the small world in Nanzhao will collapse on the spot?

Immortal Yunqi must be the monk with the heaviest heart.

You can’t leave, but not far away there is a smiling swordsman in blue shirt with his hands in sleeves.

Nan Guangzhao, who has always been the half-talented talisman of Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion, seems to be in trouble. Who could have expected that a peak ascension realm would pop up to disrupt the situation.

According to common sense, which of the strongest people in the Ascension Realm has not gone to the Confucian Temple? Nan Guangzhao, who was in the Ascension Realm and was left sitting on the bench by the Confucian Temple, should have been invincible.

But that Zhuolu Songzi is now participating in the discussion at the Confucian Temple. How will it end today?

Many great monks from Middle-earth, with extremely high realms, choose a blessed land in the mountains to practice with great concentration. In the silence of the mountains, they realize the Tao and live forever, and their fighting skills do not match their realm.

Yun Jie secretly planned that with full confidence. Deep down in his heart, he actually looked down on several old Feishengs with rotten souls and sluggish spirits. The thousand-year-old king and the eighty-thousand-year-old tortoise had only lived a long time.

Even if there is still a flying sword, which is detained by Yun Jie, Chen Ping'an seems to be the one who holds the lifeblood of Yun Jie's avenue.

Chen Ping'an recalled what his senior brother said about him for no reason.

Sword-asking is a very simple matter, that is, you hand out one more sword than your opponent.

For example, if a sword is handed out and the opponent dies, the question of the sword is over. If you throw swords at each other, you will be the one to throw out the last sword, and of course you will win.

At that time, Chen Pingan had just finished a "Ask the Sword"complete.

The senior brother was motionless from beginning to end, but the junior brother was already lying half-dead on the top of the city.

Chen Ping'an boldly said, "Brother, it's easy to say that."

Anyway, the sword practice is over, and senior brother can't deal with himself any more. As for whether he will practice sword next time. You will suffer, so don’t worry about it for now.

The people on the left and right were not angry, and just said: "Practice swordsmanship, study, and conduct yourself in the world. You need to be gentle and gentle."

Chen Ping'an lay there honestly, not daring to push the envelope. I asked a question that I have been curious about for a long time, "How does senior brother practice swordsmanship?"

In fact, in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, everyone except the boss Sword Immortal is not interested in this question. Ask nicely.

Left and left said: "Before going to sea, I learned straight-line swordsmanship, and after a few years at sea, I practiced arc-shaped swordsmanship. Now that the two lines of swordsmanship have been completed, then

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Before I came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, it wasn’t called practicing swordsmanship, it was just sword sharpening.”

After a brief pause, he added, “Nothing.” Very interesting. So I came here to take a look."

Chen Pingan quickly sat up and asked: "Then what? Did Senior Brother learn a new sword skill?"

The left and right did not give a direct answer, but just said: "It was not difficult to break through the realm in the first place, but when I came here, I realized that no matter how many vertical and horizontal directions there are, it is still not enough. In addition, the arc is still not perfect enough, so it is not easy to merge. ."

Chen Ping'an didn't quite understand what his senior brother meant.

I only heard one thing. Senior brother could have hoped to break through the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but suddenly his horizons became higher, and the bottleneck for breaking through became bigger than ever.

Until Chen Ping'an met Pei Min, and then met Wu Shuangjiang, especially today when he sacrificed the "Yuting" and "Stove" in Immortal Yunjie, the two swords were ready to go, and were struck by the sword tips. Pointing, Chen Ping'an felt a chill down his spine for a moment, as if a sword was very close at hand, and he might be cut open at any time, including his robe, skin, and soul, all with one sword strike.

Then Chen Pingan understood the true meaning of what his senior brother said back then.

To put it simply, once the senior brother and his left and right are in the fourteenth realm, then the place he stands on, a world, whether it is a few miles around or a hundred miles around, there will be several, tens One person, maybe even more than a hundred, handed the sword to one place at the same time, as a question of swordsmanship.

Probably this is the ultimate realm that all sword cultivators pursue.

Everything is done with one sword.

Senior brother, this kind of state cannot be learned through study.

Because sword cultivation requires the purest character of mind.

Chen Ping'an smiled and reminded the immortal Yun Jie: "Taoist Nen and I are what Brother Qingzhu calls foreigners. Ancestor Yun Jie can take this opportunity to win over his friends and attract others. The common enemy of the monks who came to China might be able to solve this situation."

Yun Jie is very good at nourishing qi, so he ignored it.

But if thisThe green-shirted swordsman didn't point this matter out. Yun Zhe would really find an opportunity to accomplish this matter.

In Yun Jie's heart, he became more and more afraid of this person.

Provoking a Sword Immortal for no reason is already very difficult. What if this Sword Immortal is also deep in the city, good at calculations, and acts insidiously?

Mei Master and Lan Xian of Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion, especially those direct descendants of the Ancestral Master Hall, will they still go down the mountain to experience in the future? If a sect monk goes out, takes a ferry, or rides on the wind, he will be hit by a flying sword. Even if the sword immortal does not kill people, but only wants to hurt people, in the end, isn't the Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion equivalent to sealing the mountain? ?

The man's voice sounded again in Yunqiao Xin Lake, which gave the immortal a headache.

"Earlier on the bank of Yuanyangzhu, I had the opportunity to chat with two great monks, Qin Zao and Yan Yan. However, the two seniors were filled with indignation and scolded me harshly. Jiuzhenxianguan's popularity on the mountain is so good that I regret that I caused such a big misunderstanding with Patriarch Yunqi."

Yunqi sneered in his heart, just like Yan Dagou. leg? Still shouting and sternly? Isn’t it too late to get close to this sword fairy like you? Qin Zao, on the other hand, is not too big a fan of watching the excitement, and may be willing to help, but he does not really want to help Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion get out of trouble, he is just fanning the flames, lest the world is not in chaos. No matter how big the mess is, he doesn't need to clean it up.

Yun Jie asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? Why do you want to fight to the death with Jiuzhen Immortal Hall?!"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Let's fight to the death? Can't we talk? Come on. As for me, I am a wild cultivator. What can I do when I come to Yuanyangzhu? Brother Qingzhu, if you don’t mess with me, how can I do this with Jiuzhen Immortal Hall? What kind of relationship does it have with the major sects in China?"

Yunjie's heartstrings were tense.

Wild repair.

Where do wild cultivators in the world yearn for most? Of course it is the Baidi City among the colorful clouds.

So when this person mentioned the word "yexiu", Yun Jie would naturally think this way.

Chen Pingan said abruptly: "Master Yunqi, do you think we have flooded the Dragon King Temple?"

Yunqi was shocked.

Did this person take action today with that person’s secret instructions? ! Is Baidi City taking the opportunity to attack Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion?

Chen Pingan was distracted at the same time chatting with the old swordsman on the shore.

Because this chief guest of the Miyun Xie family just took the initiative to inquire about the matter, Chen Pingan was a little bit dumbfounded.

"Lord Yin Guan, several of my direct disciples are incompetent. The one with the highest level is a Nascent Soul whose soul has become too old to be useful. The rest are all unable to take on the important role. Yes, so...can you?"

Seeing that the Yin official didn't answer, Yu Yue became a little anxious. No longer reserved, he got straight to the point and said directly: "I will definitely spend all my money to teach swordsmanship and sell iron. Help the disciple to warm up the Feijian. If he does not cultivate a swordsman in the upper five realms in the future... a sword cultivator,From now on, Mr. Yin Guan will just come to the door to ask questions! ”

Yu Yue is really greedy.

My old friend Pu He got lucky and accepted a pair of sword fairy embryos from the Great Wall of Sword Qi as his direct heirs. The young man Ye Du, The girl Sesshu. The young girl's sword-practicing aptitude is worthy of being amazing, but the young man's aptitude is even better, especially his conversation skills...

Pu He is right. The young disciple was so impressed that he was even happier than getting a son late.

Not only Pu He, but also Song Pin from Jinjia Continent, Xie Zhi from Fuyao Continent, Xie Songhua from Aai Ai Continent, all of them. The Haoran Sword Immortal who traveled to the Great Sword Qi Wall all received the embryos of the Sword Immortal from the Great Sword Qi Wall as their direct descendants, and from what Pu He said, it seemed that they were all carefully arranged by Lord Yin Guan, so that’s fine, Mr. Pu. I went to the Great Wall of Sword Qi in the Jade Pu Realm and got two disciples. I also went there. It was the Golden Core Realm at that time. So how about half of it and Lord Yin Guan just gave me a disciple?

Chen Pingan said helplessly: “If senior had spoken earlier, I could indeed have helped, but it is too late to talk about this matter now. However, if the senior is willing to wait, he can wait until the fifth world opens again. When the time comes to visit Ascension City, I can have people start selecting disciples for the senior a few years earlier. As long as there is a real connection, senior can take him away from Feisheng City. "

Yu Yue was heartbroken when he heard this, "We have to wait for several years. ”

Chen Pingan thought of the nine Sword Immortal embryos on the hilltop of his home, but most of them had arrangements.

However, thinking of two of the children, Chen Pingan thought for a moment. , said: "Senior, if you are free, you can go to Luopo Mountain in Aquarius Island. I have two children on the top of the mountain. They may be willing to practice swordsmanship with senior. I can only say that it is possible. I can't guarantee anything here, or Whether it succeeds or not depends on the senior's vision and the two children's own thoughts. The senior can go to Luolu Mountain and give it a try first.

Yu Yue was overjoyed, "It works, why not? It would be a good thing to travel to Yin Guan's hometown, even if he fails to gain a disciple." "

Yu Yue suddenly asked again, "Master Yin Guan, can I ask for something else? "

It's really hard to say, but the opportunity is rare, so the old swordsman said half of the words, and then started to be reserved again.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Senior is willing to be the worshiper and guest. There is no problem whether it is registered or anonymous, the younger generation can only wish for it. It's just that there's really no need to talk about salary and immortal money. My Luo Luoshan has just entered the Zongzitou Mountain Gate a few days ago, and I don't have much money in my pocket.

Yu Yue laughed and said: "Then I will spend money to buy a guest with Mr. Yin Guan. As for the enshrinement, forget it. It's not that I don't want to, but I don't have the face. After all, I can't stay there often." In Aquarius Continent, if I really need something to be a guest of honor, Feijian Chuanxin Miyun Xie will be there. From now on, I will eat and drink there a lot, and I will be on call for safekeeping. Don't worry, Mr. Yin Guan. It is definitely a good deal for me to be this guest guest. There are definitely not many people in Aquarius Island who recognize Yu Yue. He cuts people with his sword.Run away as soon as you're done, leaving no trace at all. Make sure you handle the matters assigned by Lord Yinguan neatly and beautifully! "

Chen Ping'an smiled and said yes.

Yu Yue felt refreshed and ready. The guest minister has also been accepted, and the closed disciples also have hope.

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Chen Pingan glanced at the Xie family member and remembered something.

The two sword immortals in Aaizhou, Zhang Shao and Li Ding, traveled to the Great Sword Qi Wall together and finally left. A foreign land, never return home.

Including Xie Songhua, they are all blooming inside the wall and fragrant outside the wall. The three sword fairies, regardless of gender, seem to have no favorable impressions of the customs of their hometown Aaizhou. , and don’t want to practice in their hometown, let alone establish a sect.

It’s like a white continent can’t keep a sword immortal.

So as long as the sword immortal is willing. Having a name on Aai Ai Continent is a lot of money for gods.

For example, Yu Yue has two names for worshipers and three guests. Of course, they are not all on Aai Ai Continent, but on the Central Earth Divine Continent. , plus his hometown Liuxiazhou. It’s normal to be looked down upon by his old friend Pu He.

It’s just that Mr. Pu is really too talkative. It's a little bit ugly. Why don't you eat hot food at home and go out to eat shit?

Liu Caishen once took the lead and helped Ai Aizhou negotiate privately with Master Huolong, hoping to spend money to buy it with Beiju Luzhou? Returning to the word "North", it's not that Liu Jubao has too much money and no place to spend it, but that it involves the luck of the sword.

Chen Ping'an took the lead and looked into the distance.

Even before the Immortal Yunjie, Qin Zao and others, he had to shift his gaze earlier.

The sky rippled, and the old man in yellow strode out, holding an Ascension Realm man by his neck and dragging him. Like dragging a dog to death.

The old man in yellow threw the dying Nan Guangzhu into the river near Yuanyangzhu, and laughed and said: "The Taoism is rotten. "

Yunqi's eyelids trembled, and he took the initiative to loosen the flying sword bound by the five-color rope, and said in his heart: "How to compensate? "

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Since it is possible that you are half a member of your family, then you can continue to act in a play with me? "

Yun Jie said: "I would like to hear the details. "

Yun Jie was sure that this person must be closely related to the one from Baidi City.

It was so similar.

The man suddenly changed his words and said : "I have actually never met City Lord Zheng. Ancestor Yun Jie probably misunderstood. ”

Yunqi took a reassurance.

Not only are they similar in words, but also similar in deeds.

They are also similar in spirit!

The young Taoist is in a happy mood When he landed on the shore, he looked at Lao Zhouzi, who was recognized from a distance, and both saw admiration in his eyes.

Haoran Gu Qingsong in the wild peach pavilion <. /p>

We are heroes, we are lonely on the road, so we can’t help but feel sympathy for each other.

There is too much movement in Yuanyangzhu, and we were originally at home in Panshui County.As soon as Shishi put on the pink robe, he felt that it was a God-given opportunity, so Liu Chicheng didn't even bother to use his magical power to see mountains and rivers. Where could he go without his senior brother?

So he half dragged and half dragged Chai Bofu to join in the fun, and saw Chen Ping'an from a distance. Liu Chicheng was very happy at first, but when he took another look, there was a woman in red on the shore. , Liu Chicheng hurriedly stopped Yufeng, and looked at Brother Long Bo, and both saw one word in their eyes, retreat!

I never thought that Chen Pingan would already greet him with a smile: "Brother Liu, what a coincidence?"

Liu Chicheng patted Chai Bofu on the shoulder.

Chai Bofu nodded, tilted his head, and fainted from serious injuries on the spot.

Liu Chicheng was caught off guard. Is he a dead Taoist friend or a poor Taoist? Without helping the Chai Bo Talisman, Liu Chicheng let Brother Long Bo fall to the ground in the middle of the winter. With a bright smile, he waved and said loudly: "Long time no see!"

Yun Qi looked at the dazzling piece of clothing. The pink Taoist robe, and then looked at the green shirt that kept saying it had nothing to do with Baidi City.

Yunqiao suddenly had an idea, and he said to the swordsman with great respect: "I have met Mr. Zheng."

Chen Ping'an said: "Everything."< /p>

No matter how courageous he is, he will not pretend to be the lord of Baidi City under Zheng Juzhong’s nose.

Yun Jie said in a trembling voice: "Junior understands."

(End of this chapter)