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Chapter 47 Chasing Cloud Sword Immortal Red Cloud Daoist(1/2)

Ten minutes later, the senior brother finally took out his super troops - a sword immortal, plus tens of thousands of troops, and began to walk to the other side of the map.

After passing through the junction canyon, I saw an iron ore in the canyon, where more than a thousand Yellow Turban heroes and dozens of gods gathered next to it. I was quite surprised:

"Yo He, the troops are pretty good!"

But he ordered his subordinates to pour into the valley without hesitation, surrounded and killed more than a thousand Yellow Turban soldiers for dozens of days. After that, he said to Guxuan:

"I can't tell, the younger brother is quite talented. I'll have a few more games later. Senior brother will teach you well."

Gu Xuan, who was dispatching troops, twitched his mouth, looked at the eldest brother's strength, and then looked at the six heavenly generals lined up in a row, glanced at the map, and waved the mouse over.

A red color appeared at the end of the canyon. The eldest brother was happy when he saw it and smiled:

"I said why don't you escape? It turns out that there are reinforcements. Look at the elder brother... Hey, there are quite a lot."

The voice was a bit unexpected, but it was still full of confidence:

"The matter is not serious yet. Don't panic. Let me invite the sword immortal to come out..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw six heavenly generals flying out from behind the Yellow Turban Strongman that kept coming out of the other end of the canyon. The voice suddenly stopped abruptly, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, but he didn't say a word for a while.

Then, the Yellow Turban Strongman and Heavenly Soldiers, who were like a tide, drown his subordinates, and six heavenly generals rushed up to beat the sword immortal to death. Then, the entire canyon was blood red, and the green quickly decreased, and it quickly disappeared.

Then, there was nothing. Gu Xuan was about to attack the senior brother's base when he saw a sudden shock in front of him, the void collapsed, and his consciousness quickly returned. He saw the senior brother with a depressed face and the second sister who was covering his mouth and laughing secretly. Even the third brother looked surprised and secretly held back his laughter.

The elder brother endured it for a while but still couldn't help it and asked:

"That young brother, have you played it before?"

Gu Xuan spread his hands and looked innocent:

"I haven't heard of it before, nor have I played it. Maybe I'm more talented."

Senior Brother:.........

Of course, the eldest brother was unwilling to give up. As he said that, he pulled him into another game, but this time there was no restriction.

However, this time he lost even worse. He became familiar with the game. This time, Gu Xuan sold out in the third year. He exhausted all his resources and exploded an army of more than 2,000. He directly entered the home of the senior brother who was still dividing the mines and resources, and broke down the base in one wave.

The senior brother, who was red-eyed, shouted and came back again. Gu Xuan nodded with his chin and started the third time.

The third time he was not so exaggerated. The development speed of the middle-level rules and distance was not fast. It was not until the seventh year that the eldest brother sent troops and the two sides fought again.

This time he did not dare to win. Although he had the same force, he deliberately hid his weakness and did not fuck him slightly. He directly swung the mouse and naturally could not beat the eldest brother, and eventually lost to the eldest brother.

When he came out, the eldest brother was full of spring and thought he had found his weakness, so he patted him on the shoulder and said:

"Your junior brother, you are very talented, but you are not good at operating, so you need to practice it."

Gu Xuan nodded seriously:

"I still need more guidance from my senior brother in this regard."

After all, I am a senior brother, so I still have to give my face.

"It's easy to say."

The third senior brother looked outside expressionlessly, while the second senior sister looked at the eldest senior brother with a smile and did not speak.

In the following days, the eldest brother pulled him to play from time to time, and he was not polite, anyway, he was bored all the way.

As the saying goes, to establish a good relationship with others means to suit their preferences. After playing along the way, he deliberately lets the senior brother win hard from time to time. The relationship between the senior brothers is getting better and better, until two months later, the senior brother suddenly said:

“We’re here.”

Following the direction he looked, a straight sword peak stood in the mountains, with white clouds surrounding the waist of the peak, and from time to time, sword light flew in and out of the sword peak.

"This is Baojian Peak. Senior Zhuiyun Jianxian lives here. Let's go and visit."

The eldest brother controlled the flying boat to fly towards Jian Peak. A sword light flew from a distance from a distance and landed before the flying boat. He stopped at the same time as the flying boat, revealing a handsome young man in a white knight outfit, and asked with a fist:

"There is Baojian Peak ahead. I wonder what you are so proud of? "

The eldest brother held his fists and bowed, and said in a deep voice:

"Yu Zhanbai, a disciple of the Mingshen Peak of Yuanxu Immortal Sect, came to pay homage to the senior Zhuiyun Jianxian at the order of his master Yu Chen."

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy's face immediately became serious, and he clasped his fists and said:

"It turns out that it is Yu Chen, a real person in Yuanxu Immortal Sect, who has been relied on for a long time."

With a polite hand, he said:

"Please please!"

He flew in front to guide them. Other disciples from Baojian Peak arrived halfway, and he sent a message to the person who came. The person immediately bowed his fists and turned around and returned to the sect.

When they were about to arrive at Baojian Peak, suddenly a series of glows rose above the sword peak, and sword lights flew out from the peak, lined up in two rows on their way, and flew across the void to form a sword path. A man wearing a white gold-edged robe walked in the air and clasped his fists from afar and said:

"Ling Feng of Baojian Peak, on the order of the family master, come to welcome all the great masters of Yuanxu Immortal Sect, please!"

The elder brother folded his fists and gave a gift:

"please!"

With a hint of arrogance in his tone, he jumped out of the flying boat, crossed the air, stepped on the flying sword, and walked onto the sword road without hesitation. The third senior brother also flew down and followed. However, the second senior sister didn't go down, and reached out to hold Gu Xuan who was about to go down and said:

"Young junior brother, you have insufficient cultivation, so you don't have to go on."

As the eldest and third brothers walked forward on the flying sword, every step they took, the flying swords behind quickly flew forward to follow their steps, and their flying boats followed closely behind.

This kind of flying sword leads the way is a welcoming etiquette, which is generally used only when sects that are mainly sword-cultivated to welcome familiar guests.

The flying sword leads the way to the clouds on the mountainside of Baojian Peak. In front of a huge platform, a group of sword cultivators were surrounded by an old man with white hair and waist but shining spirit. When the senior brother stepped onto the platform, the old man laughed and greeted him:

"I said that the magpies are calling today, and it turns out that my nephews have arrived."

The elder brother settled on the platform and gave a junior gift to the old man, saying:

"I'm really a mess to welcome you with me," said Mr.

The old man smiled and said:

"My dear nephew is now seeing each other. By the way, how are the masters doing recently?"

"Hello, my master, this time I passed by, so I specially asked Zhan Bai to come and see the senior Zhuiyun Sword Immortal."

At this time, the flying boat had arrived in front of the platform. Gu Xuan and the second senior sister landed on the platform. Seeing the second senior sister's movements, they also held their fists to meet the senior immortal Zhuiyun. The senior brother pointed at him and introduced:

"This is the new disciple of the family master not long ago."

"oh!"

From the corner of Gu Xuan's eyes, he saw the envy in the eyes of the disciples of the disciples behind the Zhuiyun Sword Immortal. Ling Zhentian's eyes swept across Gu Xuan like lightning, and a hint of moving appeared on his face:

"My nephew has such cultivation at such a young age. No wonder Brother Yuchen will accept you as his disciple."

Gu Xuan quickly bowed:

"Senior praised me, Gu Xuan dare not be accused of it!"

"Hahaha!"

He pointed at Gu Xuan and smiled:

"It's true that it's the same lineage, and they're all so humble."

He didn't continue talking, and waved his hand:

"This is not a place to talk, go in first."

The group came to the edge of the platform and went up the bluestone stairs. The eldest brother was in front of him and didn't know what he was talking about with the senior master Zhuiyun Sword Immortal. He followed his senior sister and senior brother behind him, accompanied by several disciples Zhuiyun Sword Immortal, and came all the way to a building complex built along the mountain and entered a cave embedded in the mountain. This was the cave of Zhuiyun Sword Immortal.

Only his personal disciples were able to enter the residence of Zhuiyun Jianxian. I don’t know if it was a coincidence. There were only four, and they happened to be three men and one woman. The one who accompanied him was a young man younger than him, probably the youngest disciple. He was a little afraid of life. The two of them stared at each other for a long time without saying anything.

After glaring at each other for a while, he smiled:

"How long has it been since junior brother entered?"

The boy quickly answered:

"Report to senior brother, I've just started less than a year."

"oh!"

It is longer than his entry, but he still has to call him senior brother because he comes from Yuanxu Immortal Sect. For Baojian Peak, he is a shorter generation when he meets him.

This is also the unspoken rule between sects. Ordinary sect disciples are naturally shorter when facing the door, just like Ling Feng, the first disciple who chases Yun Jianxian. They may have been in the beginning for more than ten or even decades. Gu Xuan, who has just started, is usually called a senior brother when he sees him shortly, but if he is a senior in the sect, he can also be called a junior brother.

This is the confidence that the sect’s foundation brings to them. When faced with any outer disciple, they are naturally higher.

Gu Xuan had a chat with the young disciple of Baojian Peak. On the other hand, the eldest brother was discussing the tasks given to him by his master with Zhuiyun Jianxian. This kind of thing has always been negotiated by the eldest brother.

Not long after, it seemed that the discussion had been made. The two of them stood up at the same time and chased Yun Jianxian and said:

"As it was Brother Song Chen said, that's easy to deal with. I will send Ling Feng and his disciples to you later. Ling Feng is the son of the county magistrate of Linguang County. If the county magistrate sends troops to take action, it is not difficult to find the evil spirits."

The eldest brother nodded:

"With this relationship between Junior Brother Ling, we can save a lot of trouble. Zhan Bai thanked Junior Brother Ling in advance."

Ling Feng said righteously:

"Subduing demons and eliminating demons is the duty of our monks, and we should be obliged to do so."
To be continued...
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