The sound of the scriptures gradually became deeper, and Xu Qing's slender figure slowly appeared in front of Gu Canghai's eyes. The viewer had experienced thousands of years, and his physical body was still full of vitality, with no sign of the decline of Qi and blood.

Gu Canghai composed himself, cupped his fists towards Xu Qing and said, "Greetings to the temple master."

The chanting of the scriptures has ended, but there is still an endless lingering lingering in Gu Canghai's heart.

He hoped that Xu Qing would continue to recite, but also hoped that he would not recite for the time being, so as to give him some time to digest.

The human heart is always so contradictory and complicated.

It's just that the viewer doesn't seem to have it.

Before Xu Qing could reply, the ancient pine-patterned sword, the symbol of the leader of the Qingcheng Sect, jumped up, escaped Gu Canghai's control and fell into Xu Qing's hands.

This moment made Gu Canghai even more convinced. Apart from the Guanzhu, who in the world could take away his sword?

Xu Qing also confirmed at this time that he was indeed the omnipotent master in the courtyard space.

This is his domain.

Even the leader of the righteous sect like Gu Canghai cannot compete with him.

The ancient sword with pine patterns fell into Xu Qing's hands, and he had a leisurely feeling that he seemed to be born to know how to use this ancient sword. It was not a Taoist flying sword, but a set of exquisite sword techniques that integrated body skills into sword techniques.

This is a set of swordsmanship that can be practiced continuously, and it is a swordsmanship that is consistent with the legal principles related to following the wind.

Seeing the harmony between Xu Qing and Songwen Ancient Sword, Gu Canghai felt a little sour in his heart, as if Xu Qinggen and Songwen Ancient Sword were a match made in heaven, and he, the sword master who had been refining the ancient sword for hundreds of years, was the second one.

Three.

But the sword techniques of Songfeng Swordsmanship flowed through his heart involuntarily.

Xu Qing moved, thrust out with his sword, and a gentle breeze blew up slowly. The superb mystical theory of "The breeze is coming" just now was also integrated into the sword technique.

In an instant, Gu Canghai seemed to see the supreme realm of Qingcheng's swordsmanship.

Xu Qing felt that he stabbed randomly, but all the mysteries of the sword technique immediately rippled through his mind. It was as if the most sublime truth of the sword technique had already been mastered by him, and once he wanted to use it, all the mysteries would naturally flow out of his heart.

He couldn't tell for a moment whether it was the instinct of the body, the instinct of consciousness, or both.

When the sword thrust out, he felt Gu Canghai's emotions deeply.

To be sure, he saw Gu Canghai's sword heart.

There is a connection between Gu Canghai's sword heart and the Songwen Ancient Sword. Xu Qing followed this connection and grasped Gu Canghai's sword heart.

When the Qingcheng Sect's sword art flowed in Gu Canghai's heart, Xu Qing heard it.

Xu Qingyou chanted:

"The sound of pines on the West Ridge is set in the setting sun, and thousands of branches and leaves are rustling in the wind. The beauty plays the piano and composes the music, and writes it so that the sound among the pines is intermittent. The intermittent sound clears my soul, and the waves destroy the tomb. The beauty sits on the moon at night.

In the bright morning, there is a young businessman, and the Qing Dynasty is illuminated. The wind is so sad that the phoenix ridges are floating, and the cold pines are stirred up again at night. The night is still young, the song is long, and the golden emblem makes the sound louder. Who is not happy at this time, and the meaning is bitter.

Sad News Living Room."

The singing of sword tactics slowly dissipated, and the bamboo leaves fell.

After finishing the sword technique, Xu Qing was completely integrated into the law of wind between heaven and earth. At this time, the wind for hundreds of miles became his eyes and ears. All kinds of sounds came into his ears, causing chaos and confusion.

He listened to all this with a detached attitude and was not disturbed by noise.

Just experience the joy, anger, sorrow and joy of all living beings.

All this was just a passing thought and could not stay in his heart for even a minute.

Suddenly, Xu Qing heard his name.

"The Taoist priest's surname is Xu Mingqing."

This is the voice of White Tiger.

Xu Qing was a little disgusted.

Baishan Jun was stating something to someone. He said that he wanted to marry Xin Si Niang to the Black Mountain Ancestor. If the Fourteen Niangs refused, the Hei Shan Ancestors would be furious. Xu Qing, who was closely related to the Fourteen Niangs, would also

Will bear the wrath of the Black Mountain Ancestor.

This is a borrowed knife tactic.

"This guy is really vicious and vicious."

Xu Qing had never had such a strong murderous intention in his heart.

The ancient sword with pine pattern seems to sense Xu Qing's murderous intention. The spirit of the sword is speaking, and it is willing to fight for Xu Qing and wipe out the world.

This is the honor of the sword!

Things have physical properties, and laws have legal principles. Xu Qing not only understands the physical properties, but also understands legal principles.

The wind between heaven and earth is his eyes and ears, and the ancient sword with pine pattern is his hands and feet.

"Go." Xu Qing said in a low voice.

Half of the mana also went into the ancient pine pattern sword.

The man in black robe led the white tiger to the direction of Lanruo Temple, and at the same time listened to the statement of the white tiger in the void. Because he heard the white tiger mentioned the ancestor of the black mountain before, although the man in the black robe was not afraid of the ancestor of the black mountain, he just didn't want to

There are extraneous matters, so I want to ask why the White Tiger is related to the Black Mountain Ancestor.

Baishanjun did not dare to express his suspicions, and only revealed his trick of borrowing a knife to kill people to show the ancestor. Although the ancestor asked him to come down the mountain, the ancestor was moody and might regret it later, so he immediately thought that the man in black robe was the elder.

People of ancestors.

It's just that Baishanjun didn't expect that Xu Qing's name was mentioned during his explanation. At this time, Feng'er nearby was Xu Qing's eyes and ears, so Xu Qing naturally heard it.

The White Tiger carefully answered the black-robed man's questions, and nine out of ten sentences were true. He just wanted to try his best to hide the fact that the secret book had been in his hands for a long time.

Let the man in black robe think that the secret code has always been in Xu Qing's hands.

At the same time, he is also trying his best to find opportunities to escape.

Suddenly, the man in black robe looked far away, and at the same time, the white tiger's heart was occupied by a whistling sound, which appeared and disappeared, distant and near.

It seems to come from above the nine heavens, and also seems to be hidden under the nine earths.

Baishangjun had no idea what was making the sound, nor where it was.

The man in black robe looked solemn and said loudly: "Feng Rusong, is he the leader Gu of the Qingcheng faction?"

His words received no response.

However, Baishan Jun felt that his eardrums were about to be pierced by the sudden whistling sound. He felt that his ears were cold. At this time, black blood was flowing under his earlobes.

The man in black robe pinched the magic formula, and a thick liquid-like black mist appeared around him.

His magic power has been activated to the extreme.

The whistling sound became louder and louder.

Bai Shanjun suddenly shouted loudly.

Boom boom boom!

A sword roar sounded like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.

A ray of sword light pierced the White Tiger's neck, and his head fell from the air.

The sword light did not stop, it cut through the sky and entered Jinhua City.

The man in black robe covered his chest and fell to the ground, his face full of dejection.

Fortunately, this sword was not aimed at him.

"Gu Canghai!" After a while, he gritted his teeth and said.

…

…

The pine-patterned ancient sword left the courtyard and soon returned to the courtyard with traces of black blood on it.

Xu Qing said calmly: "I borrowed Master Gu's flying sword to take a person's head. Now that it's over, the property returns to its original owner."

He blew a breath, and the black blood on the sword scattered in the soil.

The sword spun around and was returned to its sheath.
Chapter completed!