Most of the Suoyun Sect sword cultivators came from Xiaoqingzhi Mountain. The very eye-catching sword cultivator in the golden robe said in a deep voice: "Set up the formation."

The sword light shot out in all directions, dazzling everyone.

It is the Qingzhi Sword Formation of the Suoyun Sect, but two sword cultivators were borrowed from Xiaoqingzhishan and Zushan, otherwise there would not be enough people to complete the formation.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The flowers are blooming and green zhi is blooming, so you don't need to thank me."

He took one step forward and came to the center of the sword formation. The sword formation dispersed as soon as it rose, and the seven people, including the Jindan sword cultivator, bloomed like flowers and flew out upside down.

Chen Ping'an said: "There are no mountaintops where there are no Immortal Realm sword cultivators, or sects where there are no Ascension Realm Qi Practitioners, should ask about swords like we do."

Liu Jinglong said helplessly: "I learned it."

At the higher level of the steps, halfway up the mountain, there is an old monk in the Yuanying realm. Standing there, holding a fly whisk and the Immortal Wind Dao Bone, he is the peak master of Luoyue Peak.

The old monk smiled and said: "If you two Taoist sects are so high-spirited, if you stop here and withdraw from the mountain gate, Suoyun Sect can forget about it."

That being said, in fact, the Suoyun Sect's mountain-protecting formation has been activated. The entire mountain is dotted with colorful lights, shining so brightly that the entire Suoyun Sect is as bright as day. All the door gods have actually appeared, one hundred

The number zero and eight.

Chen Pingan was amazed and asked: "Is it your turn this time?"

Liu Jinglong smiled and said: "You are so capable, but you have never met a great monk in the Ascension Realm."

Chen Ping'an nodded and stamped his feet, "Then retreat again!"

Although the door gods did not return to their original positions, they stopped moving forward at the same time.

This shocked the old monk.

Liu Jinglong asked in confusion: "What's going on?"

Chen Ping'an said: "I have been thinking about this matter for a long time since Shujian Lake, but I couldn't figure it out. Later, when I arrived at the summer palace, I kept looking through the books. It may be related to a few talismans from when I first practiced boxing in my early years.

, there is some origin, but it is only possible, the truth is hard to know."

When Chen Ping'an first visited the Sword Qi Great Wall, he had four Zhenqi Baoliang Talismans posted on his hands and feet, but they were broken before he met Zheng Dafeng in Old Dragon City.

Now there is no longer that old man in the backyard of Yang's shop. Chen Ping'an once asked Li Er about the roots of this talisman at Lion Peak. Li Er said that he didn't know the secrets here. Junior brother Zheng Dafeng might know it, but unfortunately Zheng Dafeng

Gale went to Feisheng City in the colorful world. When Chen Ping'an finally refined the last natal item in the prison of the Great Sword Wall, he felt more and more that this matter must be investigated to the root.

Liu Jinglong said: "Then let me do it."

After that, the two of them climbed the mountain, and the Suoyun Sect monk, including the old Yuanying of Luoyue Peak, seemed to be over there, standing there, throwing away magic powers. In the eyes of bystanders watching the battle from a distance,

Simply unbelievable.

The two Taoist priests, one old and one young, just passed by the monks who were trying to block the way.

Chen Ping'an sighed: "You flying sword is unreasonable."

Liu Jinglong said calmly: "Within the rules, you must listen to me."

Chen Pingan asked: "How big is the scope?"

Liu Jinglong replied: "As far as the eye can see."

Chen Pingan asked: "Before you entered the upper five realms, the three sword immortals Li Cai asked Jian Pianranfeng according to custom, did you not sacrifice this flying sword at that time?"

Liu Jinglong nodded and said: "That kind of sword-asking is a matter of etiquette in this continent, so it shouldn't be taken too seriously."

The two of them went all the way to Yangyun Peak in Zushan Mountain. Chen Pingan had nothing to do, so he had to take off the sword-raising gourd and drink again.

Before they met the Patriarch Hall, the old Patriarch Wei Jingcui, the current sect leader Yang Que, and guest Qing Cui Gongzhuang appeared together.

Wei Jingcui narrowed his eyes and said: "When did our land dragons in Luzhou, Beiju, learn to hide their heads and tails? If you ask for a sword, just ask for a sword. Our Suoyun Sect led the sword and caught it. The stream of water flows.

Think long-term, if you can't handle it, you won't be able to do it, and you will admit defeat. No matter what, it is better than Sect Leader Liu acting so sneakily, blinding the Taihui Sword Sect's family tradition in vain. In the future, if a disciple comes down the mountain and is pointed out by others, it is inevitable that there will be a few

It is suspected that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked."

Liu Jinglong pointed to the "old Taoist" next to him and said, "I learned from him."

Chen Ping'an looked puzzled and asked: "Isn't this Suoyun Sect not in Beiju Luzhou?"

Liu Jinglong nodded and said, "Of course it's in Luzhou, Beiju."

Chen Ping'an waved his hand and said: "It's absolutely impossible, don't lie to me! In my impression, the monk Luzhou in Beiju is not pleasing to the eye when we meet. Either the other person falls to the ground or I am lying on the ground sleeping. How can he be so gibbering?"

Liu Jinglong smiled and said: "After all, we are the Suoyun Sect. We act calmly outside the mountain, but talk a lot on the mountain. You have to be a little considerate."

Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "That's it."

Then the three people from the Suoyun Sect saw the "old Taoist priest" lift his foot, glanced at the soles of his shoes, and complained: "Before going down the mountain, the Suoyun Sect has to pay me a pair of clean shoes."

That Cui Gongzhuang looked a little awkward. He was just a guest, not a worshiper, so his relationship with Suoyun Sect was completely different.

Cui Gongzhuang heard that Liu Jianxian of Taihui Sword Sect behaved like a Confucian sage every time he went down the mountain, but he didn't look like him at all.

And why did Liu Jinglong have such a disgusting mountain friend who would not pay for his life?

Liu Jinglong glanced at the Patriarch Hall in the distance and said, "The monks belong to me, and the martial arts men belong to you?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Whatever."

Yang Que, the leader of the sect, stared at the old Taoist and asked softly: "Who are you?"

Cui Gongzhuang sneered, "You don't need to ask this person's name, Sect Leader Yang. He is just a pretender. If he can do some boxing and kicking, he will really think he is Wang Fuxu. Later, he will lie on the ground and sign up for his number."

Cui Gongzhuang saw the old Taoist nod his head, "Yes, yes, yes, except for not recognizing your ancestors and returning to your clan, everything else you said is right."

The immortal ancestor with the Taoist name Fei Qing only focused on Liu Jinglong and laughed: "Liu Jinglong is so good, he is so good at Yu Pu Realm, do you really think you can do whatever you want in Suoyun Sect?"

Liu Jinglong nodded and said, "I think so."

Wei Jingcui shook his head, "Why, becoming the head of the Taihui Sword Sect can help you advance to the next level?"

Even if there is a big fight tonight and the mountain top is seriously damaged, it doesn't matter. This is a rare opportunity. If this young sect leader comes to your door, then the reputation of your Taihui Sword Sect will be completely wiped out!

There were no ripples of spiritual energy in Liu Jinglong, but there was no movement. However, in an instant, the entire Suoyun Sect peaks were filled with millions of criss-crossing golden rays of light, which happened to bypass all the monks on the mountain.

As long as the monks don't act rashly, everything will be fine.

Aquarius Island, Fenglei Garden.

In the summer, the Yellow River is dressed in fox fur, looking solemn, leaning on the railing and looking into the distance.

I don’t know why, but a few days ago, I just felt that the pressure all over my body suddenly relaxed.

Today, while Huang He was practicing swordplay, he called his junior brother Liu Baqiao to come here, "Liu Baqiao, don't pretend to be cynical. It's your responsibility, it's yours, and you can't avoid it. You can't escape."

What’s the use of deceiving yourself and others for the sake of practicing swordsmanship?”

When talking to people, Huang He always likes to call them by their first names, including their first names and surnames.

Even junior brother Liu Baqiao is no exception.

Liu Baqiao said nothing.

Huang He said: "I want to go to the ruins of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and then go to the wild world to practice swordsmanship. The sky is higher and wider there, which is suitable for swords."

Liu Baqiao said tentatively: "Let me go. Senior brother is the owner of the garden. Fenglei Garden can be successful without anyone but senior brother."

Huang He looked indifferent, "If you go outside, you will only lose Master's face."

If you can't bear to leave a woman, where can you go to practice excellent swordsmanship?

It's not that you can't like a woman. A monk on the mountain has nothing to do with a Taoist companion.

But if you like a woman, it will delay your sword practice. The woman's weight in the sword cultivator's heart is more important than the three-foot sword in his hand. Don't talk about other mountains and sects, only talk about Fenglei Garden, and only talk about Liu Baqiao, which is equivalent to half

It's trash.

A young Yuanying realm sword cultivator is not too bad, but you are Liu Baqiao. Master thinks that among all the disciples, the person who is most similar to him in talent and talent, how can he be satisfied and feel that he can breathe a sigh of relief and continue wandering around?

Isn’t it too late to break through in a century?

But Huang He didn't even bother to say these words.

Huang He said: "If I can't come back, Song Daoguang, Zai Xiang, Xing Youheng, Nangong Xingyan, these few, even if they are now

The world is lower than yours, anyone can be the owner of Fenglei Garden, but you can't."

"Did you feel relieved after hearing me say this?"

"So you are a waste. Master picks out people and only misses them twice. So Liu Baqiao's greatest skill is to make Master see the wrong person."

It's rare for Huang He to talk like this.

Liu Baqiao said softly: "Huang, I also have a temper. If you continue to be so unyielding...be careful, I don't care who is the owner of the garden or the senior brother or not. I will scold you right away."

ah."

The corners of Huang He's mouth turned up, his face full of sneer.

After a while, Huang He, who was rarely tired, shook his head, raised his hands, rubbed them to keep warm, and said softly: "It's better to die than to live, so you can live like this for the rest of your life. Baqiao, but you have to promise to my senior brother that we will fight for it within a hundred years."

If you break through one more realm, no matter how many years it takes, if you finally become an immortal, I won't be disappointed with you."

He was never polite to Liu Baqiao and was harsh and unkind. Deep down in Huang He's heart, he hoped that this junior brother could walk side by side with him and climb to the top of the Kendo Mountain together.

Now call him Baqiao, without his last name, because he is regarded as a junior disciple, and he hopes to live a good life as a Fengleiyuan swordsman who is not the owner of the garden.
To be continued...