Sword of Coming

Emperor Gao of the Great Sui Dynasty attended the Thousand Old Man's Banquet. The envoy from Great Li was the Minister of Rites who came to Longquan County that year. If Chen Pingan saw it, he would definitely recognize it at a glance.

At the banquet, which was full of white hair, those sitting to the left and right of Da Li's minister were Song Jixin and Xu Ruo. They both used pseudonyms, and Zhigui did not show up.

Xu Ruo was still dressed as a ranger with Hengjian behind him.

Probably no one except the young embroidered tiger knew how big of a thing Xu Ruo had done.

Face Mr. Fan directly and promise to one of the merchants on behalf of the Song family in Da Li that they can enter this gluttonous feast that is sweeping across the continent and allow it to flourish. The Song family in Da Li will not interfere at all within thirty years.

As Xu Ruo drank, he was not thinking about these major events, but how to train Dong Shuijing, who still bought wontons every day, into a real credit card person.

Song Jixin looked at the Emperor Gao of the Sui Dynasty, and then looked around, feeling that the entire Sui Dynasty was full of life.

Zhigui, or Wang Zhu, stayed alone in the deserted post house.

A tall, thin, middle-aged Taoist priest used a trick to hide his true appearance. He quietly came to the post house with two monks from Zhenwu Mountain and found him leaning on the railing under the eaves, listening to the sound of wind chimes. Zhigui.

The middle-aged Taoist priest removed his spells and revealed his true appearance, surrounded by immortal energy and with a fish-tail crown on his head. Just standing in the courtyard, there was an air of greatness that coexisted with heaven and earth. He stood like a great mountain between heaven and earth.

Zhigui just glanced at the Taoist Lord of the Shen Gao Sect, Qi Zhen, the leader of the Taoist lineage of Aquarius Continent. As for the sword-bearing monk in Zhenwu Mountain, he didn't even look at it. She paid more attention to the man squatting on his shoulder. The young man with the black cat was gentle and quiet, similar to the fool in Xinghua Lane in his memory. He was more delicate. His face was slightly pale, and he looked at her with a warm smile and a hot feeling hidden deep in his eyes. Possessive desire.

Zhigui doesn't like this guy very much. It's not that she has any prejudice against him, but that Ma Kuxuan's grandmother is really disgusting to her. There are bad habits that women in the world should not have, and it seems that they are all because of that person. The old woman has taken over all of them. Every time she goes to the iron lock well to fetch water, as long as she meets the old woman, she will inevitably hear a few strange and sarcastic words. If Zhigui hadn't been overwhelmed by the rules of Lizhu Cave, , she had a hundred ways to make the long-tongued old woman's life worse than death. Later, Old Man Yang lost his mind and actually gave the old woman a fortune and turned into a river woman of the Longxu River in the town. Zhigui could only continue to wait for the opportunity. , one day, she will give the old aunt, whose real name is Ma Lanhua, a taste of hell on earth.

As for what will happen to Ma Kuxuan then, does she care? Don't care at all.

Qi Zhen smiled and said: "Miss Zhigui, what Master Lu asked Pindao to do has been done. Now Shengaozong has just obtained a brand new broken blessed land. Pindao welcomes Miss Zhigui to enter it to seek opportunities. Pindao is willing Protect us all the way."

Tracing back to his origins, although Qi Zhen was of the same lineage as the second Taoist priest, Lu Chen was originally one of the three masters, and now he is in charge of Bai Yujing. Qi Zhen was naturally very happy to be able to do something for Lu Chen, and he was able to join Qi Zhen was convinced of Master Lu's discernment, and it was no longer a luxury for him to reach the Ascension Realm in the future. When Qi Zhen was young, he received a prophecy from an outsider: "Immortals also want to look at plum blossoms to quench their thirst." Before the twelve realms, it was a good word. When Qi Zhen became the king of heaven, he would almost have to wait until the end of his journey. The bad luck of death is predicted. As for Master Lu Chen, he happens to be one of the most important people in the world who likes to change the lives of people who like him. According to legend, Master Lu likes to do the four most important things, including carving rotten wood.

Ma Kuxuan only had eyes for her. Looking at the girl he had liked for a long time, he smiled and said, "Don't bother Tianjun, I can do it."

Zhi Guili ignored a Taoist Heavenly Lord and didn't even straighten his sitting posture. He still tilted his head lazily and looked at Ma Kuxuan, "Are you the blessing that Lu Chen promised to give me? Is it the same in the future? Are you all taking orders from me?"

Back then, Lu Chen was running a fortune-telling stall and after meeting Emperor Da Li and Song Ji Xin, he went to Mubo Alley alone and found her. He said that with a little calculation, he got Song Zhengchun's words that fit Lu Chen's heart: "Let her go." "Ma", so he was able to take advantage of the opportunity to take Ma Kuxuan into his pocket. Lu Chen planned to give Ma Kuxuan to Zhigui.

Zhigui didn't care about the ins and outs, and he didn't pay too much attention to it at first, because he didn't think Ma Kuxuan could do much. Later, Ma Kuxuan became famous in Zhenwu Mountain, and he was unstoppable twice, breaking through the realm one after another. She felt that although Ma Kuxuan was not one of the five, there might be another secret. Zhigui was too lazy to think about it. An extra knife in his hand was not a bad thing anyway. Now she had nothing to be free except the Fu family in Laolongcheng. Called by the minions.

Ma Kuxuan nodded and said: "It's all up to you. Whoever you want to kill, just tell me. As long as it's not an old bastard from the upper five realms, I promise to bring his head back. As for those from the upper five realms, wait and see. It’s still possible, and it shouldn’t take long.”

Because of his fondness for Zhigui, Ma Kuxuan was frequently complained and nagged by his grandmother at his ancestral home in Xinghua Lane.

Only in this matter would his grandmother, who dotes on him the most, say a few words about him.

Zhigui asked: "Then can you kill Chen Ping'an?"

The Zhenwu Mountain protector tightened his heart and said in a deep voice, "No."

Zhigui just stared at Ma Kuxuan.

Ma Kuxuan smiled and said: "There are saints sitting in Shanya Academy, so I can't kill Chen Ping'an. But you can give me a time limit, such as one year, three years, etc. But to be honest, if the rumors are true, Chen Pingan is not easy to kill now, unless..."

Zhigui yelled and interrupted Ma Kuxuan's words, "Forget it. It seems that you are not that good. Lu Chen was not very kind and gave it to Tianjun Xie Shi's descendant, that silly long eyebrow. My son, once I take action, it will be an exquisite pagoda comparable to an immortal weapon. When it is my turn, I am so petty."

The military monk from Zhenwu Mountain was afraid that Ma Kuxuan would be angry after hearing these words. He never thought that when he used the secret method to observe the lake in his heart, it would be as calm as a mirror, and there was even some radiance symbolizing joy in the mirror.

Ma Kuxuan smiled brightly and said: "Wang Zhu, just wait. One day, you will know that I am the best. No matter what priceless immortal soldiers, what kind of unique and proud man, when the time comes to look back, you will know that I am the best." It’s just rags and ants.”

Zhigui was a little strange, "What do you like about me? I didn't have much contact with you in this small town. I don't remember clearly. Maybe we haven't even spoken."

Being so ignored and neglected, Ma Kuxuan still performed well enough to make all the ancestors of Zhenwu Mountain stare. He was a little shy for the first time, but he did not give an answer.

Zhi Gui suddenly laughed and pointed at Ma Kuxuan, "Aren't you, Ma Kuxuan, the most famous and proud man in Aquarius Continent today?"

The corner of Ma Kuxuan's mouth curled up. In an instant, he returned to the domineering monk that the world was familiar with. His extraordinary talent made people of his age despair and made the old monk feel that hundreds of years had been lived on a dog's body. The key was Ma Kuxuan's number. Every time he goes down the mountain to hone his skills, or confronts others in the arena of Zhenwu Mountain, he kills decisively, cruelly and bloodyly, deciding between life and death in an instant. He also likes to eradicate the roots, and never forgives people regardless of whether they are justified or not.

Ma Kuxuan said slowly: "I am not a proud man of heaven."

The black cat squatting on his shoulder curled up, raised its paws and licked it, looking particularly docile.

Zhigui looked at him and curled his lips, "It's up to you."

Ma Kuxuan asked: "If I kill Song Jixin one day, will you be angry?"

Zhigui seemed a little annoyed and glared: "Ma Kuxuan, please stop talking big before you have no ability, otherwise it will be very annoying."

Ma Kuxuan smiled and said, "I listen to you."

The protector of Zhenwu Mountain, who had watched Ma Kuxuan grow up step by step, had mixed emotions.

Tianjun Qizhen was indifferent to these.

It was only out of respect for Master Lu who had returned to Bai Yujing that I stood here patiently and watched these juniors chatting like family.

Regardless of their respective identities, Zhigui and Ma Kuxuan are just two pieces of fine porcelain that can be easily broken as long as they do not reach the upper fifth realm.

Ma Kuxuan said regretfully: "I am going to the Zhu Ying Dynasty and kill a few Earth Immortal Sword Cultivators as an opportunity to break through."

Zhigui said casually, "I don't care where you go."

Ma Kuxuan laughed loudly, turned to Qi Zhen and said, "Then please ask the Lord of Heaven to take us out of the city."

Qi Zhen nodded and said to Zhi Gui that we would meet later, and the three figures disappeared.

The great formation in the capital of the Sui Dynasty did not notice anything unusual.

It's like going in and out of a deserted place.

The entire Aquarius Continent's worldly world, and perhaps only Da Li Jing City, would make this Heavenly Lord a little afraid.

Zhigui lay on the railing, feeling a little sleepy. He closed his eyes and scratched the railing with the nail of a slender finger, making a squeaking sound.

She turned around, leaned her back against the railing, tilted her head back, and her whole body was curvy.

She bent her fingers and played them again and again, causing the string of wind chimes under the eaves to jingle.

In the twilight.

She opened her golden eyes with erect pupils.

The vision dissipated.

She stood up, stood tall and graceful, and looked towards the courtyard door with a smile.

Song Jixin walked into the courtyard smelling faintly of alcohol.

She asked: "Is the Qiansou Banquet fun?"

Song Jixin shook his sleeves and lamented: "Those old guys at the banquet wanted to twitch and skin the three of us present, eat our flesh, and drink our blood. I was scared to death."

Zhigui asked curiously: "Didn't we conclude a hundred-year alliance? We have no grievances with the young master. We, the Great Li cavalry, went south without even passing their door. Why are they so unfriendly?"

Song Jixin leaned against the railing, thought for a moment, and replied: "I'm used to living a good life, and I can't bear the slightest grievance."

Zhigui said with a sudden look on his face: "That's right, that slave has a much better temper than them."

Song Jixin mistakenly thought that she was talking about the bullshit that happened in several nearby streets back then, and said with a smile: "When the young master becomes successful, I will definitely help you vent your anger."

Zhigui hummed and asked, "Young master, haven't you been able to figure out the secret of those three books?"

Song Jixin was a little tired. He closed his eyes and rubbed his cheeks with his hands. "Maybe it's just some ordinary books that made me suspicious for so long."

Song Jixin suddenly reached into his sleeve and took out a khaki four-legged snake that looked like a common sight in the countryside, and threw it on the ground. "During the Qiansou Banquet, it was always ready to move. If Xu Ruo hadn't used his sword to suppress it, it would have probably died. I want to attack the Sui Emperor and eat his head off as a midnight snack."

The maid squatted down, took out a Grain Rain coin, and put it in the palm of her hand.

The four-legged snake shrank back, not daring to swallow the food in one bite.

Song Jixin bent down, looked at the little guy with horns on his forehead, and said helplessly: "Look at how cowardly you are, and look at your water dragon in Shujian Lake, it's really a world of difference."

Song Jixin stopped caring about it, yawned, and went to sleep in the house.

Zhigui shook his palm, but the four-legged snake still did not dare to step forward.

"You know what you're interested in."

Zhigui smiled and threw the Guyu money in his hand into his mouth. The little guy seemed a little aggrieved and neighed softly.

Zhigui clenched his fist and punched it on the head, "You don't open for three years, and you open for three years. You don't understand this?"

She stood up and kicked the four-legged snake into the courtyard, "You don't have the slightest ability, you dare to expect the ancient relics of the Imperial Master, just drool secretly, and you were caught." , how come you have such a thing that is so successful and easy to fail?"

Zhigui sat on the steps, took off an embroidered shoe and waved to it.

The little guy came to her feet obediently. Still angry, she picked up the embroidered shoes and slapped the little guy.

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Linlu Academy was newly built on Piyun Mountain in Longquan County. Prince Gao Xuan of the Great Sui Dynasty studied here. Neither the Great Sui Dynasty nor the Great Li Dynasty deliberately concealed this.

This is the second time Gao Xuan has entered Longquan County, but once in the sky, he had to walk through the Lizhu Cave Sky on a sky-reaching ladder. This time he was on the ground, on the real Dali territory.

Piyun Mountain is now Dali Beiyue. The mountain is new, and the academy is also new. From the masters who preach and teach, to the young scholars who are studying and learning, it is also new.

Linlu Academy was organized by the Great Li court. It does not have the title of one of the seventy-two academies. The mountain master and deputy mountain chief are not very famous. There is also an old minister of Huang Tingguo who belonged to the Great Sui Dynasty in the past. However, everyone knows that Lin Lu The Academy must be heading for the "Seventy-Two", and the Dali Song family is determined to win it.

At first, Gao Xuan thought that there would be many conflicts when he was in the academy. At least there would be some indifference, or else there would be temptations with ulterior motives, just like when Li Baoping and Yu Lu arrived at the Cliff Academy in Donghua Mountain. Why? They all have to suffer the pain of being bullied. However, after Gao Xuan stayed in Linlu Academy for several months, he felt a little disappointed, because it seemed that from master to student, they did not pay much attention to him as a student or classmate of the prince of an enemy country, and almost no one showed any obvious hostility.

Gao Xuan wondered about this for a long time, and was later awakened by the words of the ancestor of the Geyang Gao family who practiced in Jie Mao, Piyun Mountain.

In just a few hundred years, the Dali Dynasty grew from a vassal state of the Lu Dynasty, from a muddy pond where eunuchs were involved in politics and relatives took exclusive power, to today's northern hegemon of Aquarius Continent. During this period, there were constant wars and wars. In the Dead Man, they have been annexing surrounding neighboring countries. Even the people of the Great Li Capital come from all directions. They do not have the same status that many people have in the Sui Dynasty. How are they now? Their ancestors two or three hundred years ago, This is also true.

A little high heat will make it transparent, running water will not rot, and door hinges will not be beetrooted.

However, the ancestor of the Gao family who once lived in the market as a storyteller in the capital city of the Sui Dynasty sighed, "Flowing water? It's only right to bleed."

Whenever Gao Xuan has free time, he will carry his bookcase and travel alone to the mountains in the west of Longquan County, or go to the small town to walk around, or go to the newly built county in the north, and even make a special trip to visit it. Take a detour to eat a bowl of wontons on the Xiangxiang Road with a mountain temple in the north. The owner’s surname is Dong. He is a tall young man who is friendly and friendly. Gao Xuan went back and forth and became friends with him. If Dong Shuijing was not busy, he would still I will cook two home-cooked dishes myself, and the two of us will have some wine.

Gao Xuan occasionally goes to a house that is no longer inhabited. It is said that the owner is a man named Li Er. Now it is occupied by his wife's family. He is thinking about how to sell it for a high price, but it seems to be in the county government office. There was a problem with the house, because there was no title deed after all.

Inside Gao Xuan's bookcase, there is a Dragon King basket.

Every day, according to the secret technique taught by the ancestor of the Gao family, Xiaoshu Qian Xiaolian is poured into it one by one, making the spiritual energy inside become as thick as water.

In the small bamboo fish basket, there is a golden carp swimming slowly.

That was the first time Gao Xuan met Li Er, and of course Chen Pingan.

Gao Xuan was actually mentally prepared before coming here. He might one day need to hand over the Dragon King Basket and the Golden Carp to a powerful person in the Great Li Dynasty as the price for his stable studies at Linlu Academy.

But so far, even County Magistrate Yuan and County Sheriff Wu have not come to see him.

Gao Xuan was squatting by the stream washing his face that day. Suddenly he turned around and saw a handsome man wearing a snow-white robe with a golden earring hanging from his ear.

Gao Xuan quickly stood up, bowed and saluted, "Gao Xuan pays homage to Beiyue Zhengshen."

Wei Bo, the righteous god of North Mountain in Da Li, smiled and said: "Don't be so polite. I see you walking around many places, and it's not a problem to carry the Dragon King basket like this. If you trust me, you might as well open the Dragon King basket and put the golden carp in it." Enter the stream and be nourished in this living water. Using spiritual energy as water is dead nourishment. Over time, it will lose its spirituality. In a short period of time, the realm will rise quickly, but it will be blocked at the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul realm. Even if you let it go Entering the water and absorbing spiritual energy every day will be much inferior, and the progress of cultivation will be relatively slow, but in the long run, the benefits will outweigh the disadvantages."

Wei Bo pointed to the distance, "From here to the Longxu River and then to the Tiefu River, it can swim freely. I will say hello to the two river gods and river gods, and will not restrict its practice."

Gao Xuan was actually a little hesitant.

He has never had any dealings with this righteous god of the Great Li Mountain, so how can he rest assured?

The golden carp in the fish basket was hailed by our ancestors as one that would hopefully jump over the dragon gate in Middle-earth and turn into a real dragon in the future.

On the great road, people's hearts are subtle, and all kinds of calculations emerge in endlessly.

Being forcibly taken away from this great opportunity, since Gao Xuan has already relied on others, he must recognize the general trend, and his Taoist heart will become more determined. Working hard in adversity can best strengthen your character.

But if someone is plotting against him and he loses the blessing that already belongs to him, then not only will he lose a golden carp, but it will also cause flaws and gaps in Gao Xuan's path.

Wei Bo smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. When you figure it out one day, it won't be too late to let it go."

Wei Bo was about to turn around and leave.

The ancestor of the Gao family suddenly rushed from Piyun Mountain, appeared next to Gao Xuan, and said to Gao Xuan: "Just listen to Mr. Wei, there will be no harm at all."

Seeing his ancestor appear, Gao Xuan no longer hesitated, opened the bamboo box, took out the Dragon King Basket, and put the golden carp into the stream.

The golden carp swung its tail happily and flashed downstream.

Gao Xuan squatted by the water, holding an empty fish basket, and murmured: "After being in a cage for a long time, you can return to nature."

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When Zhao Yao left Lizhu Cave in an ox cart, he followed his grandfather's arrangement and went to practice Taoism in an immortal sect in the middle of Aquarius Continent near the sea to the west.

But on the way, he met the young man with the mole between his eyebrows, who called himself Xiuhu.

Zhao Yao finally handed over the Spring Seal presented by his husband, because the other party was Cui Chan, the master of the Great Li Kingdom.

Among the people in the small town school, Zhao Yao was the one who accompanied his husband the most among his generation. Children like Li Baoping and Song Jixin, a peer who Zhao Yao admired greatly, were not as good as him in this matter.

Zhao Yao traveled all the way, relying on a secret cultivation method and two immortal artifacts given to him by Cui Chan in exchange, which could always turn disaster into good luck.

But in the end, Zhao Yao approached the fairy cave and the ox cart had reached the foot of the mountain. Zhao Yao, who was haggard in appearance and spirit, suddenly changed his mind, abandoned the cart, untied the buffalo, and continued toward the sea to the west alone. Finally, he found We arrived at the legendary Immortal Ferry, took a ferry to the lonely fairy island overseas, then changed to a ferry and continued to the direction of the Middle-earth Divine Continent. After all, there are only cross-continental ferries in the entire Aquarius Continent in Old Dragon City. Moreover, most of them are merchant ships hanging upside down from the mountains. Therefore, if Aquarius Continent Qi practitioners want to go to the Middle Earth Divine Continent, they can only use Zhao Yao's method and use the short and medium-distance ferries of the Sea Fairy Sect again and again.

But after more than half of the journey, the Xianjia ferry that Zhao Yao was riding encountered a catastrophe. The ferry was smashed by some kind of flying fish that covered the sky like a swarm of locusts. Zhao Yao and most of the people fell into the sea, and some of them fell into the sea. He died on the spot. Zhao Yao escaped with the help of a protective magic weapon. However, the vast sea seemed to be a dead end, and sooner or later he would be buried in the belly of a fish.

Two golden elixir monks on the ferry wanted to escape against the wind. One tried to break through the flying fish formation, but died in despair and was shattered into pieces by the endless swarm of flying fish. The other saw that the opportunity was not good and was exhausted, so he had to quickly fall down and escape. Into the sea.

Zhao Yao was sitting on a huge tree that was part of the wreckage of the ferry, with the package tightly tied to his body. He had been floating for who knows how long, his appearance was withered, and he was worse off than dead.

Finally unable to hold on any longer, Zhao Yao passed out and fell from the giant tree into the sea. Relying on the last bit of spiritual light from his protective magic weapon, Zhao Yao drifted with the current.

When Zhao Yao opened his eyes in a daze, he found himself lying on a bed. He suddenly woke up and sat up. He saw a relatively spacious but simple thatched hut. His family was sitting on the four walls full of books. The books were full of yellowing books, which was almost overwhelming. walk.

After Zhao Yao, who had become skinny and skinny, stood up, he found that the package was placed on the bedside. After opening it, he found that there was nothing missing inside, and he was relieved.

Along the half-person-high "Book Mountain" trail, Zhao Yao walked out of the thatched house. After opening the door, the mountains suddenly opened up. He found that the thatched house was built on the top of a cliff. When he opened the door, he could view the sea.

Zhao Yao also saw an unsheathed sword stuck diagonally on the top of the mountain, which was stained with rust and dull.

Zhao Yao walked to the edge of the cliff and stared blankly at the bottomless top.

Just when Zhao Yao was about to take a step forward, a warm voice sounded beside him, "There is no end to the road, are you so disappointed in yourself?"

Zhao Yao's eyes were dim with tears. He turned his head and saw a slender man in a green shirt, overlooking the sea.

Zhao Yao, who was still a young man at that time, wiped away his tears and suddenly asked: "Sir, he must be a master from this world. Can you accept me as a disciple? I want to learn the magic of the immortal family!"

The man shook his head and said with a smile: "I have never become a master, and I have never accepted a disciple for fear of trouble. You can recuperate your health here, and I will send you away."

Zhao Yao asked: "Where is this?"

The man smiled and said: "Where else can this be in the human world?"

Zhao Yao was probably out of his mind, and when his mind was at its most desperate and fragile, he asked rudely: "I want to know, where in the world is this?!"

The man was not angry at all, and said with a smile: "I didn't mean to fight with you. This is just an ordinary place without a name. It's not a fairy mansion. The spiritual energy is thin. It's not far from the Middle-earth Divine Continent. If you're lucky, you can still get there. You can meet fishermen or pearl divers.”

After that, Zhao Yao lived here and cultivated his body. After getting along for a long time, you will find that the man is actually very ordinary except for his good foot power.

Even though the huts on the top of the mountain have a lot of books, the man usually doesn't have any profound words. He has to eat every day and often walks down the mountain to the seaside.

Zhao Yao just reads books every day, or he just sits on the edge of the cliff in a daze.

Only one day when Zhao Yao was so depressed that he tried to pull out the sword on the ground, the man stood on the other side of his hut and reminded Zhao Yao with a smile not to touch it.

Zhao Yao asked curiously: "Does this sword have a name?"

The man in green shirt shook his head and said: "Never."

Zhao Yao asked again, "Sir, is he a person who failed in the imperial examination? Or is he running away from his enemies, so he left the land and lived in seclusion here?"

The man still shook his head: "No, it's not as complicated as you think. I just agree with one sentence, life is really difficult, and there are many different roads. Since the road is difficult, just stop, be lazy, and think about it."

Zhao Yao asked tentatively: "Sir, is he really not that worldly expert, for example, a land immortal in the realm of Golden Elixir and Nascent Soul?"

The man smiled and asked: "Of course I am not an earthly immortal. Besides, what does it have to do with you, Zhao Yao, whether I am or not?"

Zhao Yao has lived here for nearly two years. The island is not too big. Zhao Yao can already walk around alone. It is true as the man said, if you are lucky, you can meet fishermen who go fishing at sea, and it is extremely risky. , but was able to become rich overnight.

Zhao Yao's mood stabilized, so he took the initiative and told the man that he wanted to travel to the Middle-earth Divine Continent.

The man smiled and nodded, "Be careful on the road and remember not to be disappointed in yourself again. Maybe this is the most disappointing thing."

Zhao Yao was a little embarrassed, and finally took out the wooden chilong paperweight, "In order to repay the kindness of saving my life, I want to give it to sir."

The man waved his hands, seeming a little helpless, "When did the world outside become such a moral thing to do whatever you can to save people?"

Zhao Yao said stubbornly: "But I don't want to repay my husband for saving me, but I can't care less about the people being saved! This is already the most important thing in my body. It's just right to repay my husband."

The man smiled and said, "That means the world has not become too bad after all."

It's just that the man didn't accept the paperweight in the end.

Zhao Yao took a homemade raft to land. Standing on the raft, Zhao Yao said goodbye to the man on the shore.

After that, the man still lived such a leisurely life.

One day, the long sword on the top of the mountain trembled slightly.

The man stood next to the long sword, looked in the direction of Aquarius Continent, smiled and said: "Old Huang Li, don't turn it over."

The trembling sound of the sword gradually stopped.

Afterwards, two visitors appeared on the island out of thin air, an old Taoist with a rosy nose and a young Taoist. The latter quickly squatted on the ground and vomited.

Starting from the alley of the village in the southeast of Aquarius Continent, to the shore of the west sea of ​​Aquarius Continent, to an isolated island in the sea where the Immortal Family of the Zongzitou is seated, and finally to here, the young Taoist priest has vomited again and again.

The old Taoist crouched down quickly, patted his disciple's back gently, and said guiltily: "It's okay, it's okay. After vomiting this time... I'll vomit again, uh, maybe twice, and I'll get over it."

The young Taoist priest almost vomited out bile, and asked with red eyes: "Master, you keep saying this every time, when will it be the end? Can you give me an accurate answer?"

The old Taoist who was wearing a strange Taoist robe with sleeves that looked like fire dragons had an awkward smile on his face.

The young Taoist priest stood up and asked, "Master, you said you wanted to take me to meet the person you admire most, but you don't want to tell me where he came from. Why?"

The old Taoist smiled and said nothing, raised his head and asked: "Open the door, our master and disciple can ask you for a cup of tea, okay?"

The man sighed and appeared on the beach, standing just a foot away from the master and the disciple, "I am a scholar, and you, a great master with the surname of Longhu Mountain, want to compete with me in thunder magic and talismans?"

The old Taoist had already used his magical power to prevent his disciples from hearing this person's words.

There are some things that still need to be hidden from this stupid disciple.

The short old Taoist asked with a smile: "You are not even allowed in? What, you have agreed to compete with me in Taoism? If you can get in, I will win, and then you will lend me the sword?"

The man shook his head and said, "Do you really want to be so persistent?"

The young Taoist priest Zhang Shanfeng couldn't hear what the master and the man in green shirt were saying at all.

In fact, Zhang Shanfeng was horrified to find that if he took one look at the face of the man in green shirt, he would forget what he had seen before.

The old Taoist laughed and said, "Oh, I'm angry. Why don't you come out and beat me if you can?"

The man twitched his lips.

Zhang Shanfeng suddenly heard his master's shameless words, and couldn't help but remind him softly: "Master, although you have always claimed to be a cultivator, but as a Qi practitioner on the mountain, when you come to visit, you still speak. Please pay attention to some etiquette and grace."

The old Taoist nodded in agreement, and then glared at the man, "What kind of hero can you be if you use such tricks?"

The man said, "You can't even pull out that sword, so why borrow it?"

The old Taoist looked solemn, "Is this poor Taoist still unable to get out of his current state?"

The man nodded and said: "No matter how high you are, you will still be unable to control it."

The old Taoist sighed.

There was a secret incident in Longhu Mountain back then.

The old Taoist promised the great heavenly master of the previous generation that only by killing the Ascension Realm demon can he return to Longhu Mountain in a legitimate and legitimate manner.

Now the outcome is 80 to 20, and he is sure of victory, but if it comes to life and death, it is only between 50 and 50.

The old Taoist glanced at the disciple who had the highest hopes for him and decided to give it a try!

The man suddenly looked at the young Taoist priest, "Is this your fist intention?"

Zhang Shanfeng was carrying an ordinary peach wood sword from Longhu Mountain and a damaged ancient sword with the word "Zhenwu" engraved on his back. After hearing the question from the man in green shirt, Zhang Shanfeng was confused.

The old Taoist said proudly: "What, it's amazing, isn't it? My disciple created it himself!"

The man in green shirt showed an unprecedented expression of appreciation, "Maybe he can open up a new path for martial arts in the world, and he can also develop many merits. Well, what's more rare is that he is sincere and you have accepted a good disciple."

The old Taoist smiled from ear to ear and started talking nonsense, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

Zhang Shanfeng didn't feel that the master was talking nonsense, nor was he disappointed by it. When he was practicing on the mountain, he was indeed the most mediocre person. He was far inferior to his senior brothers and sisters, and even inferior to some Taoist boys who were just his nephews. …

The man smiled and said: "I have heard some things about Longhu Mountain. If you want to take this disciple up the mountain to worship the ancestor, it will be as difficult as going to heaven. It just so happens that the demon has indeed crossed the line."

The man thought for a moment and said, "Wait for me to give you a stick of incense."

Turn around and walk to the top of the mountain.

The man in green shirt casually grabbed the long sword stuck on the top of the mountain and held it in his hand.

This outsider who was only willing to admit that he was a scholar did not show any high-spirited expression. Even after he pulled out the long sword that even a foreign master could not pull out, he did not cause any strange phenomena in the world.

Just like any poor scholar in the world who studies hard in a cold window, he sits in his study, picks up a pen, and wants to write an article as big as a piece of tofu.

He went to an abyss that no one dared to enter in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, and with one sword, he destroyed the demon of the Thirteenth Realm entrenched at the bottom of the abyss, both physically and mentally.

Returning to the top of the mountain, he inserted the rusty sword back into the ground, walked down the mountain, and said to the old Taoist: "Now you can climb Mount Longhu."

The old Taoist said with a playful smile: "You're so embarrassed, I won't thank you for your kindness, so let's leave now and come back later."

He took the bewildered Zhang Shanfeng's arm, drew a talisman with his foot, and shrunk thousands of miles away to a high mountain inland of the Middle-earth Divine Continent.

The man in green shirt didn't mind either, he just stood there and continued to watch the sea.

Zhao Yao was young and ignorant at the time and once asked him if he was a frustrated person.

This question is really interesting.

Because this scholar has always been known as the most proud person in the world.