Feng Xuetao asked: "Why did you bring me here?"
If the great monk at the top of Haoran Mountain wants to ascend to another world, there are many rules. He first needs permission from the Confucian Temple, and then the Confucian sage sitting in the sky will help open the door. Otherwise, it is easy to get lost and accidentally go to various weird and mysterious places outside the world.
It is difficult to return the same way. Moreover, it is also very dangerous for monks to ascend and travel far away. They have to deal with the manifestation of the great road and the colorful river of time. If they are not careful, they will waste a lot of Taoism and make them lose their ability.
The life of a monk is shortened. So this time he "joined hands" with A Liang to travel to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Because A Liang opened the way, Feng Xuetao walked very easily. As for why A Liang didn't come to this wild world through the gate of Daixuanshan ruins, Feng Xuetao didn't know
I didn't bother to ask, so I just assumed that this guy was showing off his superb swordsmanship to me.
A Liang said: "You are not quite the same as that Qing Palace Taibao."
Feng Xuetao sneered and said: "It's different? It's different. Is it different?"
A Liang clicked his tongue and said, "Are you quite aggressive?"
Nan Guangzhao, Jing Hao, Feng Xuetao.
There are three Taoist names in the Ascension Realm: Tianqu, Qinggong Taibao, and Qingmi. Each one is more arrogant than the other.
I don't.
When A Liang thought of this, he felt a little sad.
The Feng Xuetao under his feet has a personal grudge against Zhou Shenzhi, the old swordsman of the Middle-earth Divine Continent. Feng Xuetao was born in Shanze Wild Cultivator. The path of cultivation in this life is not for nothing. It is not a sneaky thing.
If you do less activities that are harmful to your personal ethics, there will definitely be more of them.
Jing Hao is the most genuine Genealogy Immortal Master. He was born in the mountains and was born with a Taoist embryo. His practice in this life has been very smooth. At that time, the demon clan in the wild world crushed the mountains and rivers of Jinjia Continent and crossed the sea to land at the southern end of Liuxia Continent.
When Hao was discussing the meeting in the Ancestral Hall, the trend at the beginning was that at least half of the monks from the sect above the Longmen realm had to come down from the mountain, determined to rush to the south and fight to the death. Some of them were older and had no hope of success, and some of them were not.
The young monk's relatives and friends died in Liuxiazhou, so he went out to kill the monster this time, both for righteousness and for personal revenge.
However, this Liuxia Continent's leading sect unexpectedly chose to close the mountain and stay behind closed doors. Not to mention the continuous criticism from the outside world afterwards, even the sect's internal members were puzzled.
I heard that the sect leader who was going to lead the team down the mountain in person suddenly changed his tune at the end of the discussion in the Patriarch Hall. This was because he had received secret instructions from his old Patriarch Jing Hao to conserve his strength and wait until the monster army advanced north.
, it’s not too late to reach the gate of your own mountain, you can occupy the advantageous location, imitate Liu Hui’s Tianyao Township in Fuyaozhou, and Lotus City in Tongyezhou, stick to the top of the mountain, act more steadily, and still contribute to your hometown.
If Liuxia Continent loses and fights for self-protection, Haoran Tianxia wins, then the vast southern territory of the continent and all the immortal families on the mountains are cleaned up, which is a golden opportunity for the sect to expand its territory and gather vassals.
As for how the outside world learned about this "heard rumor" that was not spread to Liuer, it was because the sect leader immediately lost his position as the sect leader after the ancestor came out of seclusion and was punished. In name, he missed the opportunity to fight. As the sect leader,
He has no responsibility and feels ashamed of his ancestors on the hanging statues. He must face the wall and think about it for hundreds of years.
Feng Xuetao asked: "Can you come down and talk?"
At the ruins of the Sword Qi Great Wall, in addition to a Confucian temple accompanying the sage, there are several great monks from all over the world who have come to garrison here, all watching the good show.
A Liang complained: "You just asked me to come down, I don't want to lose face? You are stupid, otherwise you told me not to come down, do you think I can't come down?"
Feng Xuetao had no choice but to pick up the identity of the wild cultivator in his early years. After all, I am a wild cultivator, so what face do I want.
A Liang did not embarrass Feng Xuetao too much. He fell to the ground and sat on the edge of the wall. He tapped the wall with his heels and took out a bottle of wine.
Feng Xuetao hesitated for a moment, squatted down, looked to the south, and asked: "Is that the old blind man's Hundred Thousand Mountains?"
A Liang nodded, "This is my territory. I often go there to drink wine and eat meat. The old blind man took eighteen swords from me back then and admired my swordsmanship very much. He said that if I weren't handsome, young and handsome, he would be mistaken for me.
It was Chen Qing who drew his sword with all his strength."
Feng Xuetao listened to these things in one ear and said to himself: "Ah Liang, why do you stop the swords from coming out? At worst, I can stand still and take one sword strike, but I will fall to my death."
A Liang said: "I have the impression that you wild cultivators are very good at settling accounts. If you want to fall into trouble, go to the south. What will happen in the vast world? You have a bad reputation."
Feng Xuetao asked: "So I don't understand why you want to help me."
A Liang said: "Do you remember the 16th year of Autumn Hunting of a certain dynasty in the Middle-earth Divine Continent? That dynasty ordered several vassals, and then joined forces with several neighboring countries. All the genealogical immortal masters, plus the gods of mountains and rivers, created a mighty and powerful force.
A great hunt was held to search the mountains and kill all kinds of monsters and ghosts?"
Feng Xuetao said expressionlessly, "I don't remember."
A Liang said: "I remember that there was a Shanze Yexiu who was passing by. He got into a big fight and beat up two immortals, which made those genealogy masters very disgraced."
Feng Xuetao asked doubtfully: "Why do you bring up such a trivial matter?"
He just couldn't stand the behavior of those genealogy masters. They were young, old-fashioned, naughty, and good at maneuvering.
A Liang drank wine and said casually: "If the Xianjia sect where cultivators gather just moves the officialdom at the foot of the mountain to the mountain, I feel very boring."
Feng Xuetao just squatted, a little bored.
A Liang turned his head, "Can you have the courage to prove that the Confucian Temple misjudged you and struck the wrong person with your sword?"
Feng Xuetao sneered and said, "Let's forget it. To be honest, I don't think I'm wrong, but I don't think they are wrong either."
A Liang rubbed his chin and sighed: "There is no wild cultivator in the world who has reached the fifth realm."
Feng Xuetao felt sad.
This bitch, if he is willing to speak seriously, is actually not as bad as the rumors outside.
A Liang asked: "Have you ever had a sword cultivator friend in your life?"
Feng Xuetao shook his head and said: "There are many fair-weather friends, but no close friends."
To be precise, there is no more. There once was a long time ago.
A Liang stood up, laughed and said, "Then I'd like to congratulate you!"
Feng Xuetao knew something was wrong.
As expected, Aliang said seriously: "As long as you accompany me to fight through the wilderness, you will have a sword cultivator friend."
Feng Xuetao smiled bitterly and said, "Do you have no choice?"
Killing through the wilderness? He, Feng Xuetao, is not Bai Ye.
A Liang said seriously: "Just don't worry, I can't protect an Ascension Realm?"
Feng Xuetao let out a long sigh and began to think about how to run away. But when he thought of this wild world, it seemed that the bastard next to him was much more familiar to him than him, so how could he run away?
The man threw away the empty wine bottle, put his hands on his forehead, and said, "Haoran cut through the barbarians, swordsman A Liang."
I won’t wait for sister Lu Zhi anymore, I want to leave her with a cool and majestic back.
Feng Xuetao cleared up the messy emotions in his heart, sighed, raised his eyebrows, and looked to the south. He was silent for a moment, smiled a little, and imitated A Liang's way of speaking, and murmured to himself: "Ye Xiu Qing Mi, Feng Xuetao of Ai Aizhou."
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After visiting the ninety-nine rooms of the Paragon Island Baofengzhai, Chen Ping'an could not say that he came home with a full load, but he still gained a lot.
Chen Ping'an asked Liu Chicheng if he could help find a place to stay on the island. He planned to cook a meal for everyone. Liu Chicheng said of course it would be no problem. He had many friends on the mountain. Not many of them knew him, and he had never heard of him.
His, no.
The old tree spirit man who calls himself Lao Tianjun in the south of the city seems to have some immortal restrictions on his body and cannot return to his true form for the time being. He is about three inches tall. He is sitting on the shoulder of the young Taoist and drinking wine. He is squinting at the shameless Liu Chicheng.
She was dressed in a fancy dress, so she scolded her like a girl.
As a result, Liu Chicheng grabbed him, pinched him in the palm of his hand, and then threw it back to the young Taoist's shoulder. The old tree spirit was dizzy as if he was drunk, and asked Li Huai, surnamed Li, if his confidants were bullied, why don't you care?
?Li Huai said he couldn’t control it.
The old tree spirit immediately stood up, pinned the wine gourd to his waist, straightened his clothes, bowed and said, this immortal master, dressed in pink robe, is really unique, like a peerless beauty leaving the world alone... Liu Chicheng felt so disgusted.
, with a gentle slap, the old tree spirit held up the mountain with both hands and complained endlessly. Li Huai had no choice but to help and beg for mercy, and Liu Chicheng stopped. The willow tree spirit did not dare to scold the pink-robed immortal master, so he turned his head and vomited.
With a mouthful of saliva, I suddenly remembered that this young Taoist's territory was his, and I quickly wiped it with my toes.
Li Huai remembered something and said to Chen Ping'an from the bottom of his heart: "The old man left a package for you at Yang's pharmacy. The letter said that you should go to his house to pick it up."
Chen Pingan nodded.
Li Huai took out a yellowing book from his sleeve, "Luopo Mountain entered the sect. I didn't watch the ceremony. It was overshadowed. It was a fly in the ointment. The old man gave it to me. It was full of messy ghost drawings. I don't want to learn it.
I can’t learn it either, it makes my head hurt just looking at it, I’ll give it to you, don’t dislike it.”
Chen Ping'an was not polite. After taking it, he said: "It's a loan. I'll return it to you after reading."
Li Huai said angrily: "Give it back to me."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I haven't finished reading it yet."
Chen Pingan suddenly stopped and turned around to look.
It was Yu Yue, the old sword cultivator, who had also visited Baofuzhai with the gang of rich and powerful disciples. In addition to the Miyun Xie family, there was also a young woman from the Xianxia Zhu family, but she was not as lovable as the sword cultivator Zhu Mei. I don’t know about either of them.
To be continued...