(Unchanged) Nah--This recommended ticket is really useless to keep it, so why not give it to me?)

Looking at the long-term road of immortality, it seems ethereal, but looking smaller, isn’t it just a dispute between the court?

Countless people want to climb to a high place, just like cultivators climbing the road to immortality, and disputes between various meridians are inevitable.

After all, immortals are also humans. It is impossible for them to be as uncontested as described in the vernacular book. With an enlightenment, you can ascend to the Tao. Even if there are, they are only a very few, and they are rare in the three thousand worlds.

Moreover, this path is contrary to the nature of the way of heaven. In order to survive one disaster after another and reach the other side of immortality, under the attraction of various creations that can lead to the other side, one game after another will inevitably arise.

But my mind was extremely tired, so I could only smile bitterly in my heart. When will this kind of calculation be the end?

However, this decadent confusion only appeared for a moment, and Ning Wuxin suddenly opened his eyes.

Suddenly he looked up at the black mountain at the end of the bamboo sea, took a deep look, and his slender fingers fell on the red mole on the eyebrows again, "A gain and loss, is this a loss to increase the burden on this trip to the Taoist temple?" Then he looked at the elegant sword cultivator on the bamboo building.

The latter is wandering around the sky, and it is obvious that he is negotiating details with the old antique Jianfeng.

Ning Wuxin didn't know that at this moment, inside the sword tomb.

After she rubbed the red mole, the old man Qinghuang hummed proudly twice, "A sixteen-year-old girl, it is a good thing to be firm in her heart, but as the leader of the future Jian Peak, she is too calm and indifferent. How can there be no trace of human feelings in her eyes?"

After humming this passage, the old antique's eyes turned cold. On one hand, he refused to communicate with Yin, but on the other hand, he looked coldly outside Qinglian Jianshan. Several gazes were not far away, but he did not dare to cross the line...

The old man stepped onto the top of the Black Mountain in one step, standing on a black stone that was smooth as a mirror by the sword intent, and sighed with emotion, "Where is the horseman of the innate lineage so easy to be like? You often talk about the fact that people who are not my race must be different, but do you really understand?"

The mountain wind was very strong, and it was whistling everywhere, but it could not roll up the old man's horns of clothes and a wisp of silver thread, muttering to himself, "Daozong has been chaotic for thousands of years because of your family, and he is becoming less and less able to respect his teachers and respect his Taoism."

He turned around and smiled again, "Since I made an agreement with your ancestors, of course I will not take action. Even your ancestors have to call me "Old Ancestors". Of course, I have to teach you by words and deeds. Don't say that you are afraid of it, I feel embarrassed."

Finally, the old man lowered his head and looked at the old Zhufeng, looking at the elegant young man holding a sword, and then looked at the girl with a straw hat and a red mole on his eyebrows. The old man bulged his mouth and snorted, and after he let out a breath, he finally looked serious, "Then let the two disciples under my name in Jianfeng compete with you, these two faces. It's time to take back that Yujing Mountain."

That's right, when the old man pulled Ning Wuxin into the sword tomb and looked at her origin, he planned to tie it to Qinglian Sword Peak. Such a good seedling, even if there were cracks in the heart of Tao, if you polish it carefully, your future will be bound to be limited.

The leader of the Taoist temple was not the leader of his journey. Who among the disciples who joined Jianfeng was not the leader of the previous generation?

Of course, Yin Burang is an exception. This kid was already a golden elixir at the age of fifteen. Before he could participate in the tour of the Taoist temple, he received a resource proportion that was no less than the leader of the Taoist temple. This kind of glory is more dazzling than participating in the tour of the Taoist temple.

If you possess a supreme physical technique, a supreme secret book, and an ancient swordsmanship, the girl in the hat cannot win the leader. They can't afford such talents!

As for the 'ink stone' that was silent in the girl's sea of ​​consciousness, he probably had some memories and a sense of trickyness, but he really couldn't remember where he had heard of it or saw it, but it was definitely not simple, but he could only discuss it in the future.

The so-called future is when he remembers it, let’s talk about it.

At the same time, the old man rubbed his beard and smiled a little after a moment, "This is the first time that the old man has played with you juniors in a million years. Although there is a suspicion of bullying the small by bullying the small, in terms of scheming, the old man can't compare with you, you are so talented, right?"

Then a burst of laughter spread throughout the Black Mountain...

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Ning Wuxin didn't know that after this trip to the sword tomb, he had been "entrusted with important tasks". If he knew, he would have to follow the lines after rebirth, and even if it took three or five months, he would have to figure out the possible twists and turns in it.

After spending a long time, she completely calmed down and avoided the influence of the red mole on her eyebrows from time to time, her eyes fell on the bamboo building again, holding a sword and wandering around the world.

As the mountain wind blows continuously, the cold sweat gradually fades away, and the oppressive and tense mind brought by the sword tomb and sword force will easily relax slightly.

After making a cup of tea, the Ruyi Sword Cultivator came back to his senses from the sky and blinked. In fact, the old antiques said a lot, but basically they entered his left ear and his right ear, leaving only some old antiques commanded and what he thought he needed to complete - after all, three thousand top-grade spirit stones seemed to him to be a lot.

And another thing he thought was very feasible - if the girl got the leader of the Taoist temple, if he didn't want to carry the Sword Sect on his shoulders, he could throw the burden to the girl. Of course, he would need to worship the girl under the girl's sect and become a disciple of the girl's house.

The ancestor thought he was hiding very well, but Yin Burang naturally heard his treacherous smile, but he didn't mind. He had to discuss this matter again and again, but he was not in a hurry. Don't he have ten years of hard work?

Therefore, the elegant man standing with a sword pondered for a moment and told the girl in the straw hat, "Although my ancestors said that, since I have taken you a sum of money, whether it is pedantic or merciful, you will have a place in this sword peak, and the same goes for a trip to the Taoist temple."

The sword cultivator leaned over and looked at him, but he was still not arrogant, just indifferent and calm.

Upon hearing this, Ning Wuxin was not worried about this, but she smiled and said, "Then I would like to thank Jianjun for his support."

Yin Buruzhuan thought about it again and checked for the shortcomings and made up for the gaps. "There are nearly two months left to visit the Taoist temple. Is it the past two months to practice with the disciples of the various meridians in the place of Fusang? Or is it at your own control?"

After saying that, he stepped out of the bamboo building and then reached Ning Wuxin's side. He originally planned to 'use the same trick again', but as soon as the sword sheath was lifted into the air, the sword cultivator seemed to have thought of something, pulled it back, and said blankly: "Follow closely."
Chapter completed!