After passing the sea of ​​flowers and walking for a while, he saw a cave in the distance. Lin Qingxuan's heart moved and he knew that he should have reached Qingyin Cave, and this was probably where the old naughty boy Zhou Botong was imprisoned.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingxuan's figure became three points faster, leaping more than ten feet in two or three steps, and stood at the door of the cave.

As soon as Lin Qingxuan stood at the entrance of the cave, he was patted on his left shoulder. When he became alert and turned around to take action, he felt a light touch on his back and knew that the baggage had been taken away.

At this moment, Lin Qingxuan already knew that it was the old naughty boy Zhou Botong who made the move, and he was no longer surprised. He raised the black iron heavy sword in his hand and swept it across with one move.

He grabbed the heavy sword with one hand and pressed it down. Lin Qingxuan felt that the huge force was unbearable. He hurriedly used his ten powers to fight each other. Suddenly he heard a soft sound of "Huh", and the huge force on the sword instantly became useless.

Already.

Lin Qingxuan's effort failed, and the black iron heavy sword almost drove him forward. Although his luck was reduced, he felt uncomfortable all over. He had to sit down and lean on the sword, panting heavily while looking around.

A strange man with messy white hair on his head and face grabbed Lin Qingxuan's baggage and Jiuzhen Sword. His expression could not be seen clearly, but his eyes were as bright as stars. He blinked and asked, "Who are you?"

His disciple? Qiu Chuji? Tan Chuduan or Ma Yu? Can they have the skills and blessings to teach such a brilliant disciple like you? Tell me quickly!"

Before Lin Qingxuan could answer, the old man asked again: "Where did you get this Nine True Sword? I remember that this sword has disappeared since my senior brother failed to fight against the gold. How did it end up in your hands?"

"And where did your swordsmanship and this strange bladeless sword come from? Can you teach me?"

Lin Qingxuan said angrily: "Old naughty boy, you asked me a lot at once, which question do you want me to answer?"

"Huh?"

Zhou Botong was greatly surprised. He pulled Lin Qingxuan and asked, "How did you know I was here? It was Huang Laoxie who spread the news to me and trapped my old naughty boy Zhou Botong? Then Ma Yu and the others sent you to see me?"

Lin Qingxuan shook his head and said: "I am not a true disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, I am just a Taoist priest of Chongyang Palace."

"Then where did your authentic Xuanmen Kung Fu come from?" Zhou Botong was very curious and asked sitting on a stone at the entrance of the cave.

Lin Qingxuan had already prepared a draft, and he calmly raised his hands toward the northwest and said: "By chance, I got it from the tomb of the living dead behind the Chongyang Palace. A few years ago, I was swimming in the back mountain pool, and suddenly I was caught in the undercurrent and I didn't know how to get out.

I got into an underground river, and when I struggled to climb out, I discovered an underground tunnel. When I climbed up, I saw many mental techniques and martial arts written by Master Chongyang..."

Except for Wang Chongyang, no one under the Quanzhen sect has ever entered the ancient tomb, but Zhou Botong and the Seven Quanzhen disciples also knew that Wang Chongyang had been in seclusion in the Tomb of the Living Dead for many years, so it was not surprising that his martial arts secrets were left in the tomb.

Therefore, Lin Qingxuan's rhetoric was completely reasonable. After hearing this, Zhou Botong smiled and said: "You are lucky. My senior brother said that his disciples are not allowed to enter the Tomb of the Living Dead. You are just a pyrotechnics Taoist, and you don't know the rules of the ancient sect."

It’s not really intentional, it’s just fate!”

"Besides, how did you know I was here? Why did you come to find me?" Zhou Botong was trapped on Peach Blossom Island for more than ten years. Suddenly he saw Lin Qingxuan's body covered in places that made him curious. He remembered scratching his head and urging him non-stop.

Lin Qingxuan said hurriedly: "Last year, Master Danyang sent me to Wudang Zixiao Palace to be a deacon and Taoist priest, and I went with his disciple Taoist Master Lu Zhitang. Later..."

What Lin Qingxuan said before was not bad, but later he went to Wudang Mountain first and said that he met some senior master of the Yanxia Sect and got his guidance to learn the Black Iron Sword Technique of the Sword Demon Dugu Qiufei, so his skill greatly improved.

I came to Peach Blossom Island because I heard what Senior Mu from the Yanxia Sect said. He said Zhou Botong, the disciple of Chongyang Patriarch, was trapped on Peach Blossom Island, and that Medicine Master Dongxie Huang had left the island and was no longer there...

After hearing what Lin Qingxuan said, Zhou Botong was overjoyed and said: "Senior Dugu Qiubai? I heard my senior brother say it once. It is said that he was a figure sixty or seventy years ago. It is said that his swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world. At that time, I was still

Do you think that no matter how good his swordsmanship is, he can still be better than my senior brother? I just saw you using the sword, and I realized that the swordsman's swordsmanship is really unpredictable. Come on, give me this swordsmanship, and I will worship you as your master.

How is the teacher?"

Zhou Botong was about to bow down as he spoke, but he hesitated and said, "Although you are only a Taoist Taoist from Chongyang Palace, you are still a Taoist from the Quanzhen Sect and the ancestor of my senior brother. How can I worship you as my teacher? Then?

Could it be that grandpa has become his son’s grandson? Not good, not good..."

When Lin Qingxuan heard what Zhou Botong said was interesting, he couldn't help but smile and said with a smile: "Uncle Zhou, you just want to learn from me and teach you. Why do you want to become a disciple?"

Zhou Botong was stunned when he heard this. He thought that Dugu Qiufei had been dead for who knows how many years. This little Taoist was blessed enough to be able to learn his swordsmanship. It seemed that he was the only one to inherit the mantle. It would be natural if he had a teacher above him.

Be able to take charge of the household.

Thinking of this, Zhou Botong smiled and said: "Okay, teach me quickly, but if you teach me, I am older than you and I can't get your favor for free. Otherwise, we will become brothers and I will teach you my martial arts skills."

You can also teach me martial arts, and no one of us will take advantage of the other, right?"

Although Lin Qingxuan knew that Guo Jing would become brothers with Zhou Botong when he came to the island in a few months, he always thought that it was because of Guo Jing's deep fate and aura of protagonist.

After living with Zhou Botong for a few days, Tian Yanjing learned his two-hand fighting and Kong Ming Quan, and he was satisfied.

At this time, he was slightly startled when he heard that Zhou Botong was going to sworn sworn vows with him. Before he could react, Zhou Botong frowned again and said, "You don't look down on me, an old naughty boy? Are you afraid that sworn sworn vows with an old man will make others laugh? Or you don't want to leave it to me?"

Sword Demon Sword Technique?"

Lin Qingxuan saw that Zhou Botong was indeed pure of heart, and because he had not been in contact with outsiders for a long time, he was not wary of himself. He was not immune to his infection and smiled and said: "You have always said that, so I will just obey your orders."

Zhou Botong was overjoyed when he heard this: "That's right, hey, you are not a disciple of my seven nephews. We can become brothers and there is no difference in seniority. What are you thinking about?"

"By the way, what's your name?" Zhou Botong, who was getting happier as he spoke, suddenly remembered that he still didn't know the name of the young Taoist in front of him, and asked hurriedly.

"The surname is Lin, the Taoist name is Qingxuan."

"Okay, good brother."

Zhou Botong lived on Peach Blossom Island for a long time and was extremely bored, so he created the magical skill of left-right fighting to relieve his boredom. Suddenly he saw Lin Qingxuan talking to him, and he had many secrets of good fortune, so he felt itchy and wanted to talk to him.

It was not allowed to sworn brothers. When Lin Qingxuan agreed, he became happy and took Lin Qingxuan to kneel down at the entrance of the stone cave and bow to the sky.

"Old naughty boy Zhou Botong is married to Lin Qingxuan today. We will share blessings and hardships in the future. If I break my oath, I will lose all my martial arts. I can't even defeat puppies, kittens, and chickens."

Lin Qingxuan listened and said it again according to the law, and then the two of them kneaded the soil to make incense. Lin Qingxuan took out the wine gourd from his waist and they each took a sip and drained it on the floor. This was considered a ceremony.

Lin Qingxuan stood up again, straightened his clothes, knelt down and paid homage to Zhou Botong, and said, "Little brother Lin Qingxuan, pay homage to eldest brother."

Zhou Botong helped Lin Qingxuan up and said with a smile: "Have a good time, brother, bring your wine gourd, let's have a few drinks."

Lin Qingxuan handed the wine gourd to Zhou Botong. Because the two of them had consumed a lot of wine during their sworn vows, there was only about half a jug left in it.
Chapter completed!