Spring goes and autumn comes, cold comes and summer comes, and in the blink of an eye it has been three years of spring and autumn.
On the official road outside Fengyi City, three dusty figures appeared.
The leader is a young man in black shirt. It is obviously a hot summer day, but the young man in black shirt is wearing a thick fox fur, attracting the attention and pointing of countless passers-by. However, the young man in black shirt is Not impressed.
Seeing that Fengyi City, I seemed to see Qingwu’s voice and smile, and Lu Xuanlou’s smile also brightened.
Lu Xuanlou has a good appearance, he has poetry and sword spirit in his belly, he is considered to be a good-spirited person, and his bright smile at this moment actually makes countless women lower their heads and blush their cheeks.
Lu Xuanlou took off the sword-raising gourd from his eyes, took a sip of wine, whistled out three points of sword energy, patted Qingyuan's listless head, and said with a chuckle, "We're here."
Qingyuan nodded feebly. God knows how he got through these thousand days and nights.
On that day, after leaving Huangquan Sect, Lu Xuanlou sealed Qingyuan’s cultivation. After that, he walked on foot, exposed to wind and rain, never stopping, and his footprints were all over the Southern Territory and Zhongzhou.
When I was a child, I was protected by Qingwu. When I grew up, I became the young master of the Huangquan Sect. Qingyuan had never experienced such suffering, so I couldn't help but feel a little resentful in my heart.
"Young Master, cultivating the Tao means cultivating the mind."
The Taoist Immortal explained, "The past three years of pillowing in the wind and snow will be of great benefit to the young master's future cultivation. You can Don't misunderstand the good intentions of the Lord of the Palace."
Lu Xuanlou is a great swordsman and a great monk at the pinnacle of the Nine Realms. As long as he is willing, he can take Qingyuan Heng with him in less than three or two days. Crossing the Southern Territory and Zhongzhou, we arrived at Fengyi City.
But Lu Xuanlou chose to walk on foot, slowly heading north. Along the way, he saw a thousand things and heard a lot, and his heart was warm and cold. He saw a lot of good and evil here, and heard a lot. Unknowingly, Lu Xuanlou silently told Qingyuan many truths.
Qingyuan is still young, so he doesn’t understand Lu Xuanlou’s good intentions. He is a veteran Taoist, so he feels a little envious.
Following Lu Xuanlou all the way north, Qingyuan is used to seeing right and wrong. He has already begun to worry about the big questions between good and evil. When Lu Xuanlou compiles the law of magic, Qingyuan will The original may not be the biggest beneficiary.
"You are his lackey, everything he says is right."
Qingyuan said sarcastically, a great swordsman, a great monk at the peak of the Nine Realms, can't beat him, said A few words, but it doesn't bother me.
Lu Xuanlou laughed, raised the sword-raising gourd, took a swig, then hung the sword-raising gourd back to his eyes, stretched out his palm, slapped Qingyuan to the ground hard, and ate it. Mud mouth.
"No matter what, Immortal Taoist is a senior. When talking to seniors, be polite."
Then, Lu Xuanlou strode into Fengyi City.
Since the head of the Qing family became a giant in the Tenth Realm, Fengyi City seemed to be even more lively.
The city is bustling with traffic and pedestrians are walking in an endless stream.
Not long after, Lu Xuanlou found a restaurant. He first ordered a table of wine and food, then with a wave of his hand, he handed over a few coins and asked the restaurant clerk some questions.
"There have been big events in the city recently"
Lu Xuanlou asked. Just now, in a very short distance from entering the city to the restaurant, he met several monks who were not at a low level. , traveling in a hurry.
The clerk held a few precious coins in his hand and said with a simple and honest smile, "There is no big event in the city, but there is a grand event outside the city."
It turns out that there is Qingluan outside Fengyi City. Sect, Qingluan Sect has Old Qingluan, a giant in the Ten Realms, and today is the 3,000th birthday of Old Qingluan. Most of the monks who are in a hurry have gone out of the city to celebrate their birthday.
"Three thousand years old, you are really old and immortal."
Lu Xuanlou sighed with emotion, the life span of the demon monks is much longer than that of the human monks.
The lifespan of a great cultivator at the top of the ninth realm of the human race is 1,200 years, and the lifespan of a giant in the tenth realm of the human race is only 2,500 years.
The demon gods of the ten realms of the demon clan often live for three thousand years, and they have not yet reached their twilight years. However, those ancient heavenly demons with strong bloodline who have become the demon gods of the ten realms will live longer.
You have lived a long time, so you have a deep foundation. This is why the ancestral family of the three religions is facing a formidable enemy. No one knows how many mountain-level celestial monsters there are in the demon clan, and how many mountain-level demons there are. The celestial demon has become one of the ten demon gods.
Of course, this does not mean that in this war between the two races, the human race has little chance of winning.
The monsters live for a long time, but the human monks break through the realm very quickly.
A talented human monk only needs two to three hundred years to reach the peak of the Nine Realms, while those monster monks with extraordinary blood often need hundreds of years, or even It takes a thousand years, or even thousands of years, to reach the level of a mountain-top celestial demon.
The two races, humans and monsters, each have their own advantages and disadvantages, so the outcome of this battle between the two races is not clear.
In the past two years, there have been frequent moves and conflicts between the two communities on the Jieguan side, but there have been few major moves.
There is no reason to fight to the death as soon as the war is about the rise and fall of the two races. Therefore, this war between the two races is destined to be protracted.
However, in those small and large-scale battles, one day, both tribes will be able to find out the background of their opponents. In the end, the side with deeper knowledge will make a decisive decision and defeat them in one fell swoop. Defeat the opponent.
"Guest, you don't dare to speak like that"
A ten-level giant, a human race like a god, has become old and immortal here in Lu Xuan Tower, which really scares the guy. In a hurry, he didn't even dare to talk to Lu Xuanlou and left in a hurry.
Soon after, the cups and plates were in a mess, and the three of them left the restaurant with enough wine and food.
Lu Xuanlou was not in a hurry to go to Feixian Terrace, but came to a dilapidated Taoist temple.
The Taoist boy guarding the gate had disappeared. Lu Xuanlou asked Qingyuan and the Taoist Immortal to stop and walked into the Taoist temple alone. He saw a slovenly old Taoist who couldn't sleep and smelled of alcohol.
Lu Xuanlou did not bother him. He passed the old Taoist and went straight to the back mountain to plant a peach tree. When he returned to the front yard, the old Taoist had already woken up, but the smell of alcohol had not dissipated from his body.
Lu Xuanlou said teasingly, "After several years of not seeing each other, my senior has become a loner."
"The little Taoist priest didn't know the heights of the world, so he ran to Jieguan, wanting to get ahead, and wait for him to eat. Enough suffering, you have to show me the door when you come back."
The old Taoist smiled and said, "You don't come often, but your wife does come often, but she is not as generous as you. The old Taoist has no money. To buy wine, I only had to cut a mountain of peach blossoms in exchange for wine money. As a result, your wife annoyed me and scolded me, so I didn’t come often. Later, I heard someone said that she asked someone to get two tea trees from nowhere and carefully prepared them. Take care of it. Let me tell you, how can the camellia be as beautiful as the peach blossoms and the tea be as fragrant as the wine?"
"She likes it, just keep it."
As he spoke, Lu Xuanlou threw down a heavy bag of treasures, and the old Taoist suddenly smiled brightly, "You guys know my old man's difficulties, please remember to come and play often in the future."
Lu Xuanlou asked, "In the past few years, Qingwu is not wronged, right?"
"The Qing family has nine reincarnations, and now there is a giant in the ten realms, how can it be a short-sighted person?"
The old Taoist said, "Don't look at the monks Looking at the Buddha's face, with you and Wei Emperor Lu Qi, the Qing family dare not treat your wife harshly."
"That's good"
Lu Xuanlou said, "I'm afraid of Qing. Wu is too sensible, but he refused to tell me when he was wronged."
Lu Xuanlou sat with the old Taoist for a while, then stood up to leave. Before leaving, the old Taoist coaxed him to take away a bag of treasures. money. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft