Sword of Coming

The heavy rain was as fast as drums beating on a battlefield, and the fighting on the mountain was fierce.

Especially when the sword-wielding woman suddenly reappeared after her death and walked out of the ruined temple unharmed.

Wang Qi, the gentleman on the mountaintop, and the water demon buried in the river looked at each other. What kind of immortal power is this? Could it be that that stunning woman with excellent swordsmanship was a talisman puppet of a side sect of Taoism? Or is it the unknown Mohist organ technique? But when did talisman and machine skills become so sophisticated?

In the clearing of the mountain forest that was leveled by sword energy again and again, the military general Xu Qingzhou glanced at Xu Tong, the immortal master of Caomu'an. If Xu Tong hadn't reminded him to be careful, he almost reached out and grabbed the inevitable magic weapon. Xu Tong asked him to get out of the way of the Infatuated Heart Sword. Xu Qingzhou was also shocked and decisively abandoned the magic weapon at his fingertips. Only then did he escape the resurrected woman's sword master's sword control skills, otherwise at least one of his arms would have to be surrendered. it's here.

Xu Tong felt heavy, "This woman is definitely not an ordinary pure martial artist."

Xu Qingzhou took a closer look, except that the long sword on the ground was driven away, and then the sword energy struck in an instant. The woman whose body was separated on the ground had disappeared out of thin air.

On a tree in the distance, Sui, who was unharmed, stood on the branch on his right side, holding Infatuation in his hand.

On the right side of Sui Dynasty, she looked at Xu Qingzhou, who was wearing a soldier's golden black armor, and the immortal master Xu Tong, who was twisting a golden talisman in his hand. She was full of fighting spirit. She had an intuition that as long as there was another life-and-death battle that exhausted the pure energy, she would be defeated. The situation is imminent!

Xu Qingzhou's mind wavered for a moment. After this woman "died once", her cultivation and momentum increased so obviously. She clearly seized the opportunity to break through during the war and made up her mind to treat him and Xu Tong as... The whetstone for sharpening martial arts, once she reaches the seventh level of golden body, the "great skill" of the famous sword in her hand will lose its meaning.

Xu Qingzhou is a pure martial artist with strong will and long experience in fighting. Even so, Xu Tong is a Qi practitioner, Cao Mu'an, the largest immortal sect in the Daquan Dynasty, and a son who has inherited his father's legacy for several generations. On the road of cultivation, Xu Tong has good luck. Along the way, Xu Tong was not afraid of a simple martial artist at the top of the Sixth Realm. However, facing an enemy who was very likely to break through on the battlefield, and who seemed to be an unkillable being, all it took was one attack from her. If the sword skill is successful, you can cut off the head on your neck. How can Xu Tong not be frightened?

There are all kinds of wonders in the world, and there are thousands of magic weapons and spiritual weapons, but a Qi practitioner only has one life.

Xu Qingzhou had already noticed Xu Tong's cowardice. He neither became angry and cursed the immortal who had enjoyed a hundred years of blessings in Mirage City, nor did he get panicked. This man, who was born in the first-class general family of Daquan, said calmly: " Kill her again, and if she comes back to life, you and I will avoid her edge."

Xu Tong gritted his teeth, and the golden talisman between his fingers was filled with precious light, "Then kill her again no matter the cost!"

Sui twitched the corner of his mouth on the right side.

She saw that Xu Qingzhou and Xu Tong were just two bones beneath her feet on her way to heaven.

On another battlefield, Lu Baixiang also needed to take a breath. It was just because Sui Zuoyou helped attract Xu Qingzhou and Xu Tong, and kept silent. The martial arts masters and Qi practitioners who only waited for this moment to make a sneak attack were extremely lethal. Far from it, the two of them worked hard, so only a blood groove was cut on their ribs. They covered the wound with one hand, and their shoulders were pierced by a dark green arrow specially made by the imperial court and full of talisman patterns. Lu Baixiang casually After shaking the blood droplets from the tip of the knife, he didn't even look at the arrow, nor did he free his hand to pull it out.

Including him, the four best people in the history of Lotus Flower Blessed Land each received a sentence before walking out of the scroll, but they didn't know each other. As the co-leader of the four, Chen Ping'an was even kept in the dark.

Wei Xian was the first to walk out of the scroll, but he said those words at the door of the ruined temple quite late.

At that time, Lu Baixiang believed that Wei Xian would not lie about this kind of thing, and he even believed that Chen Ping'an was not secretly instructing Wei Xian to induce the four of them to fight to the death.

It’s just that Lu Baixiang doesn’t want to die yet.

Zhu Lian was not dead yet. The vitality of the rickety old man in front of the ruined temple was the most lively. It was indeed a madman who became more lethal the more injured he was.

Although Lu Baixiang has never heard of gold and copper coins, he only knows that there are three types of fairy coins in the world: Snow Flower, Xiaoshu and Guyu. However, Lu Baixiang feels that his life is not a "gold and copper coin". "Comparable.

Anyway, he is about to break through a thousand armors. Since the completion of the agreement is imminent, there is no need to worry, not to mention that the other party is in a siege. It is still early to close the net and catch this big fish like him.

Regarding the matter of breaking the boundary, Lu Baixiang may be the one with the least optimistic views among the four.

Sui Youyou is undoubtedly the one who is most passionate about, because she has the greatest ambition to fulfill the long-cherished wish of the Lotus Root Blessed Land and fly to the top with her sword.

The second fresh breath of pure Qi flowed like a mighty river in Lu Baixiang's body. Although it was inferior to the previous peak state, it was enough to cope with another fight with a stick of incense.

At the foot of the mountain where the ruined temple is located, Daquan's border troops climbed up the mountain to strangle those rumored demon giants.

Gao Shizhen's face turned pale from the heavy rain, and finally he couldn't help but an old housekeeper from the Duke's Mansion next to him, who helped him hold a big umbrella above his head.

Gao Shizhen had just experienced a great surprise. First, intelligence from the mountain reached the foot of the mountain. The woman with the sword was beheaded by General Xu and Master Xu Xian. Her head was chopped off by Xu Qingzhou, and she was beaten to death by the owner of Caomu Temple. , the dead can no longer die. As a result, a moment later, another scout came down the mountain to report. The woman with the sword came back to life again, and started another fight with Xu Qingzhou and Xu Tong. This time, the woman with the sword stared at the two people and chased them, no longer targeting the border troops. Soldier.

The desperate Duke Shen of Daquan suddenly turned around and looked at the soldiers not far away who were climbing mountains silently in the heavy rain. Some of them had young faces and were about the same age as his son Gao Shuyi. Some of them were veterans of many battles. No matter how young he is, he is as good as Gao Shizhen.

About two-quarters of an hour later, Gao Shizhen, who was feeling heavy, received another piece of bad news.

The woman with the sword carried Xu Qingzhou and slashed her back with a knife, and a golden-armored talisman puppet punched the head. The sword pierced Xu Tong's heart. Master Xu Xian, who shouldn't have died on the spot, actually used all his methods to kill Xu Tong regardless of swallowing. No matter how many miraculous medicines were administered, how many magic spells were performed to prolong life or even hang oneself, he was still dead, his whole heart withered like ashes. After the death of the woman carrying the sword, her body disappeared again. She walked out of the ruined temple for the second time, and had reached the seventh level of martial arts, the Golden Body. General Xu had already taken the lead in retreating and left the mountain without authorization. His Highness the First Prince was furious and threatened to attack Severely punish the Xu family in Mirage City.

Gao Shizhen said nothing.

Only the bitterly cold pouring rain on winter nights is like God’s constant thoughts in his sleep.

The old housekeeper, who had served the Duke's Mansion for several generations, comforted him softly: "My Lord, as long as Mr. Wang has not personally taken action, it means that the final decision has not yet been made, so there is no need to be too pessimistic."

Gao Shizhen had no expression on his face.

On the mountain, although Lu Baixiang suffered many injuries, except for the wound on his waist and the royal arrow that penetrated his shoulder, his combat power was not affected much, and he still withstood waves of attacks.

Some fish slipped through the net, and Wei Xian, who was guarding the gate of the ruined temple, had no difficulty in cleaning up.

That pair of Xiyue Ganlu Armor is worthy of the military armor pill that makes Xu Qingzhou extremely envious. You must know that the armor Xu Qingzhou wears is the second-class Golden Crow Armor among the three grades of military armor pill. Its quality is much higher than that of the Ganlu Armor. .

In addition, Wei Xian was born in the army. The founding emperor of Nanyuan Kingdom, who started from the bottom of the market, spent most of his life in the military and won the reputation of being an enemy of thousands of people in the history of the Four Kingdoms. After that, he became the so-called unparalleled warrior on the battlefield. No matter how prosperous he was when he was alive, he would be "Wei Xian's second" after he died. Therefore, Wei Xian was more adaptable to fighting in the chaotic army than Lu Baixiang. Invisibly, when he was on the battlefield where the army was forming, Wei Xian had a kind of It is similar to the advantages of a Confucian sage sitting in the academy.

This is not a talent that can only be possessed by martial artists at the peak of the Sixth Realm. It may not be available to the Grandmasters of the Eighth Realm Far Traveling Realm and the Ninth Realm Mountain Top Realm.

Zhu Lian did not spare any force in his attack, so he was seriously injured.

When Wei Xian planned to change sides with Zhu Lian, Zhu Lian rejected Wei Xian's kindness. Once Madman Wu was in a desperate situation, his ferocious nature was frightening.

Wei Xian still insisted on replacing Zhu Lian, more because he wanted to put on a good show of "taking the general's head out of thousands of troops", which he was best at, even though he would probably have to sacrifice his life to kill that general. Prince Liu Cong of Daquan, but the right side of Sui Dynasty had died twice. Wei Xian felt that if he could fight back and forth, he would be able to get a hearty charge in which he could completely let go of his hands and feet, which was not a loss. Besides, the border inn was guarding the door, but the door of the temple on the mountain was still the same. Didn't he become a watchdog guarding the house and the courtyard?

However, Zhu Lian knocked back a Qi practitioner's spiritual weapon with one punch, and took advantage of the situation to retreat. His rickety figure slid all the way back, and the bones of Zhu Lian's fists were already visible.

Before Zhu Lian charged forward again, he grinned and whispered to Wei Xian behind him: "I would like to remind you that if you die, you can live, but you spent Chen Ping'an's money. Do you feel bad? It depends on the mood of the four of us. But I advise you not to die easily. I can’t explain the reason for the moment. It’s just my intuition. Believe it or not, it doesn’t matter to you. If you think it doesn’t matter, just bypass these annoying flies that know magic and kill the prince Liu Cong. , I won’t stop you.”

Wei Xian didn't seem to be grateful and asked, "Can you help me prevent the soldiers from entering the temple for a moment?"

Zhu Lian had already collapsed with a heavy kick, and his body was like thunder. He changed his route several times and got entangled with the monks accompanying the army and the supporting soldiers again.

It's obvious that he, Zhu Lian, doesn't want to help.

Wei Xian punched a Daquan guard who was slashing at his face with a machete. The man's chest armor was dented, and a guard behind him was knocked away. The body was directly hit by the guard behind him, causing bleeding from all the orifices and falling to the ground. rise.

Wei Xian took the time to turn and look at Chen Ping'an, "Capture the thief first, capture the king, shall I give it a try?"

Chen Pingan nodded in agreement.

Wei Xian took a deep breath and moved forward quickly, only slightly bypassing the battlefield where Zhu Lian was.

Zhu Lian chuckled and said, "If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer the consequences. It's rare to have a Bodhisattva's heart and turn a deaf ear to others. This is the way of the world."

Chen Pingan raised his head again and looked straight at the mountain peak.

In the ruined temple, Pei Qian was showing off her belongings to the little lotus figure, and took out the multi-treasure box.

For the first time, she was not wary of that stupid little Lotus figure. Apart from Chen Pingan, he was the most trustworthy person in the world for Pei Qian.

It's just that the little lotus flower is absent-minded, often standing on tiptoes and looking at Chen Ping'an outside the door.

Pei Qian scolded him with a stinky face: "Why, you don't have confidence in my father? You broke an arm, but you are still blind, right? Who is my father? Will he lose? Let me tell you! Even if I, Pei Qian, change one day Even if he becomes a fool who doesn’t like money, my father won’t lose to others in a fight!”

The little lotus figure looked confused. What is the relationship between the two? It never understood what this dark-skinned girl with a bad temper was thinking.

Chen Ping'an's voice came to the ruined temple, "Use tree branches to copy books and practice calligraphy."

Pei Qian, who was squatting on the ground, was struck by lightning, and secretly slapped the lotus figure on the head. He did not dare to be cruel, fearing that five hundred words would turn into a thousand words. He stood up, took a hiking stick, and wrote on the ground. When she wrote an article about sages, every time she wrote a word, the little guy jumped up and down, and then stuck his head out next to the word, giggling. Pei Qian rolled his eyes a lot, thinking how could there be such a thing in the world? Boring little thing, isn't he a little idiot? Alas, I had better talk to Chen Ping'an later. I could sell it for money or buy her a new book.

On the top of the mountain, the buried river water demon was eager to try, "How about I go down and practice my skills?"

Wang Qi hesitated.

The burly man glanced at the rain screen and said, "In another quarter of an hour, the rain will subside. Even if you beg me, I won't bother to take action. Don't forget that I didn't help you kill anyone when I appeared here this time. The only necessity is to help my master keep an eye on the situation here. When the time comes, you only need to pick off the sword gourd from Chen Ping'an's body, and then you can pat your butt and leave."

Of course, he actually still needs to help his master find the treasure that can hide the secret.

As for how to find it.

There is a lot of mystery.

Wang Qi, a young and deviant academy gentleman, has no right to know about this secret matter.

The strong man quietly shifted his gaze and glanced at Lu Baixiang holding a narrow knife in the distance.

After Wang Qi thought carefully, he nodded and said: "You can take action, but don't show your true identity, otherwise I won't be able to explain to Dafu Academy afterwards, and the mountain master is not easy to fool."

The strong man sneered and said: "This is not easy. Let's just say that I, the river-buried water demon, have been inspired by you to abandon evil and do good. I want to ask you and the Daquan court for a water god temple, so I am willing to help. Why is it so hard to explain how you can earn a legitimate status by performing meritorious service?"

Wang Qi smiled bitterly and said: "Emperor Liu Zhen may believe this seemingly reasonable wording, but Academy Mountain Master will never take it seriously. Okay, just follow what I said, don't get involved with Chen Ping'an with the real form of the demon clan." Dou, you just need to force Chen Ping'an to reveal a flaw..."

Wang Qi spoke for a moment, full of murderous intent, "I want him to be destroyed physically and mentally here!"

The strong man curled his lips and said, "Okay, I hope you will do what you say and be able to kill Chen Ping'an who is waiting for us to come to your door in one fell swoop. Don't be just talking..."

At this point, the burly man burst into laughter, "I almost forgot that you scholars are the most powerful in the world with your talkative skills. I'm disrespectful."

Wang Qi is not as familiar with this barbarian monster.

The buried river water demon didn't care whether the ruined temple would notice the movement. He strode out with every step, making the mountain tremble. He rushed out of the cliff in an instant, drew an arc in the air, and finally landed with a loud sound. Loud noise.

Wang Qi sighed softly, with a sad look on his face.

If you become a Golden Elixir guest, you will be a member of my generation.

It's just that people grow old and their pearls turn yellow, and the grass and trees flourish and wither, and a golden elixir that comes from a lot of hard work sometimes fades.

How could he, Wang Qi, die without realizing his ambitions despite all he had learned? Especially Jindan Qi Practitioners are far more clear-eyed about the deadlines of life and death than those ordinary people who are confused.

Counting the days until death is so painful.

coming.

Chen Ping'an was not deaf and knew all about the huge impact made by the burly river demon at the bottom of the towering mountain.

Holding the dead branch he picked up casually with his left hand, he slapped the sword gourd with his right hand, and it flew out of the gourd on the 15th day of the lunar month and disappeared.

His right hand retracted into his sleeve and twisted out a piece of golden talisman paper, a pagoda demon-suppressing talisman written by Zhong Kui in a small snow cone.

This rare talisman paper was given by the Daquan court to the River Goddess when Biyou Mansion was founded. It was the wind and thunder paper with dragon claw seal pattern on the background among the three golden talisman papers given to Chen Pingan by Zhong Kui.

Although Chen Pingan does not know the identity of the visitor for the time being.

But things are such a coincidence. A demon-suppressing talisman written in Biyou Mansion happened to be used to kill a buried river demon. It was a cycle of nature and retribution.

As for the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, after Chen Pingan sacrificed the pagoda demon-suppressing talisman, he used it to block the rescue of Wang Qi, the gentleman on the top of the mountain, before he handed out a sword to the comer.

Standing on the top of the mountain, the gentleman Wang Qi sighed in his heart, indeed, he could separate gods and demons with just one thought.

I hope that this siege will go well. After this, I will get the fairy's instructions that point directly to the road, and I will no longer care about the grudges in the world. I will devote myself to practice and one day become the deputy head of the academy. When the time comes, I can make up for the fortune of the Daquan Dynasty. One or two is all.

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A young Taoist priest with a hibiscus crown on his head did not travel far away in the wind, but shrunk to an inch again and again. He soon left the border of the Daquan Dynasty and came to the south of the Northern Jin Dynasty. He went all the way south, choosing quiet and remote mountains, forests and lakes. Quietly, he finally stopped at the top of a mountain and disappeared.

Under the ground, there was a cave. It seemed to be a buried ancient road. The young Taoist priest walked thousands of miles away. This winding ancient road underground had many forks, but he did not choose a direction or hesitate at all.

The gloomy or magnificent underground visions along the way could not stop the young Taoist priest for a moment.

Finally, we came to a dilapidated "Mountain Gate". The plaque was crooked and half of it was broken, leaving only the words "Dubie Palace".

When he stepped into it, a subtle sword energy suddenly appeared and then disappeared.

There are broken walls and ruins everywhere, and the young Taoist priest walks slowly.

Feiying Castle, Biyou Mansion, Hu'er Town.

Except for the inn where Jiuniang was, the other two places were not too important. To be precise, Flying Eagle Castle was once extremely important, but now it was a thing of the past, and he didn't want to think about it.

During his subsequent travels in Tongyezhou, he had no intention of inserting willows along the way. As for whether the willows would be successful or not, the young Taoist priest actually didn't care at all.

The key to the Tongyezhou plan of his abbot was the two great demons of Fuji Sect and Taiping Mountain.

But when he discovered that there was an ignorant guy who appeared again and again on the "road" he walked,

Once is a coincidence, twice is still a coincidence, but what about three times?

Be careful, don't be careless, and end up in your hometown with the mountain as your pillow. The loss of your soul is too serious and you will not be able to wake up for hundreds of years. Wouldn't it be a missed opportunity for thousands of years? Some expand territory and strive for hegemony? How to obtain unimaginably fertile territory for the family's descendants?

He kept telling himself this in his mind.

At the end of the road to this abandoned palace, there is a site similar to the ancient Dragon Locking Platform. There is a white ape in ragged clothes and blood stains sitting cross-legged, with an unconcealed ferocious aura flowing out. It's just the wisps. Whenever the sword spirit condensed into substance floated out of this huge stone platform, it would be beaten away by streaks of snow-white lightning that appeared inexplicably.

It was the sword-carrying white ape of Taiping Mountain who fled here, but now there is no such thing as "sword-carrying".

The old ape asked hoarsely: "Why are you here looking for me? Aren't you afraid that both of us will die here?"

The young Taoist priest walked to the edge of Suolong Terrace without climbing up the stairs. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, there is an old man over there in my hometown who has already told you that you are lucky and will not die."

The old ape asked: "What exactly do you want to do?"

The old ape glanced at this guy wearing a Taoist robe and a hibiscus crown, which made him look more and more depressed.

Back then on Taiping Mountain, this man somehow changed his appearance. As a young man who had lost his memory, he was spotted by a Taiping Mountain golden elixir monk. After being taken to the mountain, he managed to sneak into the Patriarch's Hall and get a jade plaque passed down to him. , before the female crown Huang Ting, Taipingshan's most promising monastic genius to reach the Yupu realm and break the embarrassing situation of independency, was placed in high hopes.

The speed at which this person rose to the Golden Elixir and broke through the Yuan Ying bottleneck shocked even the Taipingshan Patriarch Hall. They did not hesitate to find a heavy weapon for him to hide the secrets of the heavens, in order to prevent Tongye Sect and Yugui Sect from having any conflicts. Malice.

After successfully joining the Nascent Soul at a young age, he has been sparing no effort to kill demons and demons and has an excellent reputation. One day, I don't know if he felt that the time was right, or he suddenly had an enlightenment. He found the White Ape in the prison and revealed his secrets. That terrifying true identity ordered the sword-carrying white ape enshrined in the mountain to deliberately let go of a big demon living at the bottom of the prison. After a battle, both sides were harmed, and their souls were damaged. A young earth immortal who was less than a hundred years old actually... Reduced to the state of old age, decayed and decayed, even more bleak than the thousand-year-old old Yuanying. After that, the young Yuanying traveled down the mountain on the grounds that "there is no perfect road in heaven", and finally met the fuji The Zongjindan monks fought fiercely. The latter lost the chance of reincarnation and attracted the clone of an ancient demon to come to the world. In the end, the young Nascent Soul was completely dead.

The jade plaque of Taipingshan Patriarch Hall is gone, and the important weapon that conceals the secrets of heaven has been destroyed.

The most talented young Taoist priest in Taiping Mountain in the past was sitting on the steps with his back to Bai Yuan. He smiled and said: "Zhong Kui and Huang Ting must die. Especially Zhong Kui. If he doesn't die, it's not just Confucianism. In the future, it will be as simple as having one more high-ranking scholar in the academy. After the war, all life was devastated, and it was naturally the turn of ghosts and ghosts to run rampant in the world. There is an old guy in our hometown who happens to be good at this. If there is a Zhong Kui in Confucianism, then Maybe so many of you will die in our camp."

He raised his arms high, stretched out three fingers, and emphasized, "At least!"

Then the young Taoist priest stretched out the remaining two curved fingers and said, "Actually, there are so many, just because I don't want to scare you."

The white ape scoffed, naturally not believing it.

Five selves, that is, five Twelve Realm Sword Cultivators!

Did Zhong Kui, who was killed by it in three moves, have such ability?

The young Taoist priest patted his knees gently with both hands, "Now that you are hiding and being a mouse, you still have hope. That Fuji Zong guy caused my plan to fail. He deserves to be chased to the sea. His luck is not as good as yours. Even if he enters, Hai, there is still no way to escape death. Now it depends on the two guys who are rushing slowly, who can pick up this big leak. But with the cultivation level of the twelfth realm, with a fatal blow, maybe someone can be buried with him, I will go back After arriving home, I won’t care too much about his descendants.”

Bai Yuan frowned and said: "Even I can't find the Confucian saint who sits in the sky of Tongyezhou. Wouldn't it be even harder to find you? Why are you leaving in a hurry?"

That one of the seventy-two statue saints of the Confucian Temple, even if his duty is to supervise the movements of the Tongye Continent territory, in his eyes, they are just tiny sparks in the world, densely packed with them, all of them are Qi practitioners of the fifth realm, martial arts masters and emperors and generals of the world. Reflection, but in the battle at Taiping Mountain, the saint could only see two groups of slightly larger fireflies that exploded. Then he used his magical power and his sight fell on Taiping Mountain.

It is extremely difficult for gods and men to view mountains and rivers.

Especially when it comes to countries and continents, there are also invisible natural barriers.

At the top of Suishan Mountain, the old scholar's fondness for his disciples in seclusion is just a matter of deduction.

Unless there is a refined object carried by someone who wants to pay attention to it, it will be much easier to say both.

But if that person has something to hide the secret of heaven, it will be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

The young Taoist priest held the back of his head with both hands and lay back with his back against the steps, "In order to prevent Taipingshan from searching for the hibiscus crown from the Patriarch's Hall on my head, I took the initiative to destroy its appearance. Originally, I couldn't support it for five more years." Sixty years is still possible. Now that the Confucian saint who has drawn a prison in heaven year after year has come to the human world in advance, it is hard to say. That saint who accompanied the worship in the Confucian Temple will definitely find me. Tong The three big demons of Yezhou, Hu'er Town, Fuji Sect, Taiping Mountain, you sword-carrying white ape. There must be a mastermind behind the scenes. Before finding me, I have to do something more. Since the plan failed, and the earliest The expectations have deviated a lot, and I'm going to disgust them again. For example, kill Chen Ping'an, then Huang Ting, etc. Don't rush, let's see the situation."

The white ape was silent.

These conspiracies are really not what it is good at.

The young Taoist priest smiled and said: "Only by being found out can I keep a slight chance of winning. Of course, I can't let them find it too easily, otherwise the Confucianists will be suspicious. The Confucian sage must have a harder time finding it, so that it can be flawless. They peeled off the cocoon bit by bit, and the young man named Chen Ping'an, or the subsequent death of Huang Ting, was the thread. Otherwise, if I ran back to my hometown in despair, I would have really lost everything. After I returned there, I would be in trouble. If you eat it, you might be expelled to that mountain range to fend for yourself, and then work as a hard labor for that blind man. When I think about this, I feel a little worried."

Bai Yuan was also a little horrified when he thought about the ancient rumor in the wild world.

The young Taoist priest clicked his tongue and said: "I do feel a little nostalgic for my hometown. Here, I am too constrained. I have to guard against the Confucian saints patrolling above me, and I also have to be wary of the godly Taoist temple master. It is very hard. If Without the latter, my layout in Tongyezhou would actually be much easier. There is no need to deliberately avoid him. Huang Ting is lucky. He has learned from my mistakes and thrown our grumpy ancestor into the Taoist temple. Go, if possible, I really want to see that stinky cow nose..."

His words stopped abruptly.

Over at the ruined temple, Pei Qian suddenly covered his eyes and rolled on the ground. Sunlight and moonlight seemed to burst out between his fingers.

After a while, a tall old Taoist appeared near the Suolong Platform of the underground palace here, and sneered: "Oh?"

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On the sea west of Tongye Island.

A huge monster revealed its true form, set off huge waves, and fled madly.

There are several figures behind him, following the wind.

On the sea, there was a swordsman who was in a irritable mood.

I don't want to be that bullshit protector for anyone, but deep down in my heart, I am a little worried that the chaos in Tongyezhou will affect the young man who Xiao Qi gave all hope to.

He really didn't want to appear in the human world, so he took a rest on the sea wielding a sword.

Wandering around.

It just so happened that the sword cultivator’s name was Zuo Zuo.

He saw the injured demon who had changed his escape route.

But he was in a really bad mood, so he handed him the sword.

Killed him with one sword.