The power of this sword almost came from the belly of Nangong Mountain. The sword energy advanced in unison and hit the mountain protection formation on the top of the mountain. The momentum was so fierce that even the entire Nangong Mountain almost shook, and the earth and rocks splashed down, causing several people around the school to look at the top of the mountain, muttering that it was probably the earth dragon turning over and shaking the mountain body and shaking a lot of soil under the pine, so they sent the letter to all households, don't let the children go out, so they would not bump into it. People here all know that the foot of the mountain has always been peaceful, and the earth had moved among the many mountains around it for decades. I heard that it was extremely loud. There were two mountains that almost reached the clouds, which were all the ground moving a few feet shorter, but there was never such natural disaster in the Nangong Mountain.

But even so, the power of this formation continued to rise and the sword energy continued to stop until dozens of breaths. When Wu Shuang looked up carefully, the Taoist of Jianwangshan who had been broken through thousands of miles by sword kings and then repaired the complete mountain protection formation. After the Gaojue sword energy was slashed, there were five or six more broken places. The sword energy dissipated into the mountains. When only a wisp of empty and colorless sword energy fell, he cut off several ancient trees for two people to embrace. It was hard to bear the sharpness. Even though he came and went, he was quite gentle at first glance, and the sharpness was extremely sharp.

The mountain protection formation blocked the eyes of ordinary people. At the foot of the mountain, only Wu Shuang and Yan Jiaqing, whose cultivation is now much worse than before, can see the formation on Nangong Mountain comparable to the raging waves like sword energy. Yan Jiaqing was so shocked that he almost poured the bowl of yellow wine into his nostrils. Until the wine burned his nose, he remembered to put down the bowl. He looked at Wu Shuang, whose expression was still motionless. It was so strange.

"This sword energy is not like you left. It is clearly different from your purple sword energy. It's because of its full spirit. I'm not worried about rushing out your formation? There is a fire in the backyard and the leisurely drinking. I'm really crazy!"

Seeing that Wu Shuang calmly tasted another sip of rice wine, Mr. Yan almost dropped his eyes into the wine bowl, and was so angry that he cursed.

"I remember when Mr. Yan first went up the mountain, he was clearly an outsider. When Taorong of Shan came to ask for punishment and brought people to the mountain to commit suicide, the teacher had only used five or six points of force. Why is he more anxious than me, the mountain master now? He is not like you anymore, and he is a little unrecognizable."

But before it was the turn of a red face, he almost cursed some ugly words again. He couldn't help but smile at Wu Shuang at the table. At first, he curled the corners of his mouth, but then he put down the wine bowl and laughed loudly.

Yan Jiaqing, who was so suspicious that he was not sure about this, but then he barely calmed down and thought about it again. It seemed that in addition to Wu Shuang, the sword-making man in Nangong Mountain, there was also Yun Zhong who was also very quick-talking. Although his realm was stagnant, his swordsmanship was also pleasing to the eyes.

"What a kid?" In an almost instant, Yan Jiaqing also smiled, but he still held half of the jar of rice wine in front of him into his arms, and let Wu Shuang take it over and over again, but he still hugged it firmly in his arms.

Wu Shuang reached out for several times. Although she had not used her internal energy to cultivate her, she had never taken advantage of her. Then she remembered that the guy in front of her had practiced palm techniques, and it was the most slippery type. She had to withdraw her smile, look at the top of the mountain, and grinned again, "Can it be fake? Seeing that this sword energy is not powerful, and has both form and spirit, even the sword intent is not much lower than me. If it is stable in time, the title of Sword Immortal in Nangong Mountain will have to abdicate and give way to the wise."

Before Wu Shuang went down the mountain, he had already counted the ten-index. He was so worried that his disciple, who was too worried, should return to the mountain. Moreover, the clouds were often lingering in the belly of the mountain. After Wu Shuang carefully calculated, he probably wouldn't return to the mountain every day, and most of them would make a big noise. Therefore, he went down the mountain first and came to Yan Jiaqing's school to drink, so he would hide for a while. He might not have been worried that Yun Zhong would really make any noise that made him, a master, could not resist, but he was thinking about hiding away and looking at how magnificent the little disciple who had inherited his swordsmanship could see him.

However, after the sword energy that was so full of water like a strong spiritual energy rushed out, Wu Shuang held her breath in her chest, and finally she slowly vomited it out, and she couldn't take back the smile on her face.

"To be honest, what's the feeling in my heart?" Yan Jiaqing also smiled and wrinkled his face, and happily poked Wu Shuang's waist and eyes. "There are mixed feelings. First, he felt that the successor of his robe and bowl had finally made a fortune, and then he sighed that his age is about to be old."

Wu Shuang turned around in surprise when she heard this, stared at Yan Jiaqing, "What can you do with mixed feelings? Even if this kid is even higher than me in the future, that's what I teach you."

Nearly half an hour passed on the mountain top, and the sword energy that was pouring backwards of the rivers was fading away, but I don’t know how many towering ancient trees were destroyed by such sharp and powerful sword energy. The mountain protection formation was about to fall, and the sea of ​​clouds surging outside the mountain, and there was no sign of calming down for a long time.

A white swordsman walked out of the mountain belly. He held a yellow dragon with his right hand that was extremely thin, less than two fingers long, and a green bull, who was also exhausted with his left hand. When he looked around, he was a little happy, but even squinted his eyes, as if he was very uncomfortable to catch a glimpse of the hazy sunlight that had not yet been clear. It was not until the hour of tea that he opened his eyes. When he was in the corridor, he thought about it and finally Yun Zhong was also He never touched the objects placed on the tables of the first two doors. Whether it was the weird-looking goldfish and horse in front of the first wooden door, or the second door-side axe and iron armor in front of Yun Zhong, it was generally not as smooth and smooth as a road, not to mention that he realized his own spirit and spirit. Even though he was short of money on weekdays and was quite rare in silver and money, after thinking about it, Yun Zhong pushed the third door open and walked into the smooth road of the wooden door.

There are two lines of handwriting engraved on the cliff in front of you. Even if you can't figure out the meaning, you can understand one or two of them by listening to the senior brother's teachings in the mountains for several years and seeing them in the book. Even though they are still not very clear and mostly confused, they still have some speculations. Horses have deer antlers, which are mostly allusions in ancient times. In the past, the world was in power but only declined in the second generation. There were close ministers who had a powerful way to clean up the court officials. In order to clean up the court, the clear body was no different from the horse, but only the equipment that gave birth to deer antlers also had this meaning. Moreover, in the early years, the emperors especially liked fish in the pond, so they said that fish returned to the water. If they had wings, wouldn't the world be able to go everywhere? This kind of attention was rare until the previous dynasty.

As for the second wooden door, the axes and spears outside the wooden door are all considered among the sharp patients. Moreover, the axes and halberds carry majestic things. Adding this body of iron armor will probably remind people of the word "domineering". However, Yun Zhong was not very suitable for both. On the contrary, behind the third wooden door, it was spacious and smooth, which was the best place to stretch the sword energy, so hesitated for a moment and pushed the door away.

After walking for several days and nights, from the stars hanging over my head until the sky turns white, the road is endless.

It was obvious that he saw a heroic pass that was only a few miles away in front of him. However, after a few days of rushing, the heroic pass was getting farther and farther away from Yun Zhong. As he had no choice but to borrow the inner energy of the Huanglong and hand over dozens of swords to the heroic pass. He suddenly felt that the distance between the heroic pass was getting closer and closer, so he simply stopped steadily, wielded his sword and swept countless sword energy towards the heroic pass. However, Huanglong suffered a lot. He had originally consumed a lot of internal energy when Yun Zhong cut off the stone cliff. Now, although Yun Zhong's meridians have just recovered, he still couldn't resist such consumption. He had to use the inner energy of the Huanglong to force it to reveal the sword energy until he squandered all the internal energy that Huanglong had been squandering these days, and his whole body was so weak that he survived.

The swordsmen on the mountain stepped on their feet to the top of Nangong Mountain, and the smile on their faces looked more like an old boy. They looked around and called out twice, but saw that there was no one around them.

Qingyi's eyes at the foot of the mountain passed through the sea of ​​clouds, and most of the smile on her face faded until she turned into a bitter smile.

Yan Jiaqing looked at Wu Shuang in surprise, "If you are going back to the mountain, will the master not go up and take a look?"

"It seems that Wen Yu was not left for Boy Yun. Now it seems that it is really hard to speak." Wu Shuang sighed, lowered her eyebrows and eyes. He had just seen the sword energy, and now he sat down dejectedly and smiled bitterly, "Well, it's better for Boy Yun to see the letter left by Wen Yu. It's best to go up the mountain to meet again. Although he may not blame me as a master, he always has grudges in his heart."

Yan Jiaqing suddenly teased and smiled.

"That may not be. Although Boy Yun is meticulous, it may not be as narrow as you think. His mind is definitely not so narrow. What Wu Shuang treats him? I guess no one knows how he is. I am afraid that even if you do something bad, the boy will try his best to find some far-fetched reasons to convince himself. Moreover, since Wen Yu insists on leaving, based on Yun Zhong and Wen Yu's long-term knowing each other, how is that girl Wen Yu? I guess no one dares to say that he knows more than Boy Yun on Nangong Mountain. Since he has left, how can he blame you as a master?"

"That kid is the first time he is a disciple, and I am the first time I am a master. Although he is the most unwilling tolerant of these disciples to be bullied and to protect his shortcomings, to be fair, this kid is most keen on me, so he has the most thoughts. If a master is devoted to his disciples, how can he worry about being hated by his disciples? If you think about it carefully, you are never afraid of being blamed by your disciples, but that they are used to relying on the masters. This sudden change, it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality, and it is harder than climbing the sky."

Wu Shuang lowered her head and sat on the rattan chair. When she said this slowly, Yan Jiaqing remembered that the young man in front of her had become famous, she was very good at making jokes, and she had a bit of meaning to be idle and wild cranes. Only the master of Nangong Mountain, who did not have many masters, was also a gentleman in the final analysis.

Besides, this gentleman seems to be more laborious than himself.

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