The golden glazed tiles, the endless red walls, the magnificent palace, the brackets and the flying eaves all reflect the majesty of the royal family.
But at this moment, there was a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe and an unshaven beard, sitting on the roof of the palace with drunken eyes and looking confusedly to the southwest.
Just now, he sensed an unprecedented sword energy!
However, the sword energy was short-lived.
It was temporarily impossible to locate.
The middle-aged man's name is Xun Yijian, and he is the great enshrinement of the Western Shu Palace!
Become famous at a young age, enjoy drinking, and practice swordsmanship!
When I have nothing to do every day, I find a place with a wide view.
Go to Shenxiang and buy a pot of good peach blossom wine, and sit there all day long.
Over the years, he accidentally discovered that Xuanyuan Hall of the Imperial Palace was in an excellent location.
The view is wide, and sitting on the top of the temple, you can overlook the whole city.
So, he always drank here and enjoyed the scenery.
By the way, listen to the ‘good’ strategies of those ministers in governing the country from below your buttocks!
Today, he is still sitting on the top of the palace, and nothing has changed.
The variable appears at a quarter past noon.
He was drinking at that time, and his old friend "Ming Chen" suddenly came out of his sheath and made a sound like a dragon's roar.
The sword points to the southwest!
Mingchen's sword trembled slightly, looking very excited.
At the same time, Xun Yijian also stopped drinking, sat up straight, and looked to the southwest.
"Did you feel it too?"
Mingchen happily circled in the sky a few times to express his response.
Since the age of thirty, Xun Yijian has held the "Sword Immortal" in his arms, and Ming Chen has never taken out his sheath.
Because neither of them can find a match.
All the sword cultivators in the world!
No one can beat him Xun Yijian.
No one can survive a round under his hands!
He is a well-deserved swordsman!
Just when he was about to stand up, the sky above Xuanyuan Hall suddenly became clear and the clouds dispersed to both sides.
call out!
A rickety old man's figure appeared out of thin air in front of Xun Yijian.
Xun Yijian narrowed his eyes slightly and asked immediately: "Senior, why do you come here uninvited and break into the palace..."
Before he finished speaking, the old man pointed to the southwest with a smile and said in a hoarse voice: "There is a sword in the southwest. The sword energy reaches the sky and merges with the awe-inspiring energy of heaven and earth. It is invincible in the world!"
"Would you like to take a look with me?"
The tone was both an invitation and an order.
After the old man finished speaking, he looked back at Xun Yijian.
Only then did Xun Yijian see clearly the true face of the old man wearing a Confucian shirt and a Confucian crown.
moment!
Xun Yijian's eyes trembled, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to wipe the wine stains on his beard.
He saluted with both hands respectfully: "I've met the dean!"
The old man is none other than Zhao Zai, the dean of the Pilgrimage Academy who came thousands of miles away from the capital city of the Great Zhou Dynasty!
Back then, Xun Yijian was not yet a swordsman. When he was traveling in Kyushu, he once met Zhao Zai from a distance.
"A certain" immortal... is very common in the world.
For example, the sword fairy, the wine fairy, the gambling fairy, the lustful fairy... and so on.
But there is only one current dean, Zhao Zai!
He is the one who has the ability to reach heaven and earth.
"Are you going?" Zhao Zai put one hand behind his back and stroked the long beard on his chest with the other, and asked again.
How dare Xun Yijian refuse to obey? He clasped his fists and said, "I can't get what I asked for!"
The two were about to leave and go to the southwest to look for the sword.
Unexpectedly, several strong men came from all directions.
They surrounded Zhao Zai, who appeared out of thin air above the Xuanyuan Hall, and yelled: "Where did you come from, old man? Tell me your name, you can come to the Xishu Palace if you want."
Xun Yijian covered his face and sighed, then followed Zhao Zai and said sorry.
Then he threw the famous sword "Mingchen" in his hand.
The sound of dust spread across the sky, as fast as lightning.
Between lightning and flint!
Several strong men were beaten with swords and vomited blood. They fell to the ground like kites with broken strings, creating deep pits.
Xun Yijian turned around and yelled: "Go away, you blind thing."
Everyone didn't know why the great enshrined Xun Yijian was so angry. They were both enshrined in the Xishu Palace, but the difference was there.
Everyone is outmatched, and they dare not confront them head-on.
He had no choice but to cover his wounds and run away.
"The dean is making a joke." Xun Yijian couldn't help but smile.
Zhao Zai still stroked his beard and sighed: "The move I just made by Guan Jianxian is better than what it was many years ago. I'm gratified."
"Don't dare."
After saying that, the two of them turned into a stream of light and sped away in the southwest direction.
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"Hahaha... forehead drip, forehead drip, it's all forehead drip."
It is hard to imagine that such crude words came from the mouth of a young girl.
I saw the young girl Chu Ling'er picking up the miscellaneous things on the table and putting them into her Qiankun bag.
Qingyuanguan wins!
She bet on Qingyuan Temple!
Pay ten for one!
According to regulations, these things belong to her.
No, they are all from the Qingyuan view
Qian Xin wants to cry but has no tears... What the hell...
All the work was in vain.
"Senior Sister Chu, I dare to ask you, are you from Shaanzhou?" Chu Linger's dialect just now was so iconic.
Chu Ling'er didn't answer, pouted her little mouth, and muttered with side eyes: "Who is your senior sister? You little fat guy, don't take advantage of me. I heard what the master said before I entered the house.
A sign and table were stolen."
After saying that, Chu Ling'er showed a wary look and clenched her pink fists tightly.
If Master hadn't said something before he came, he wouldn't have taken action.
She had to beat this little fat guy to a pulp.
Qian Xin smiled awkwardly, stretched out his hand to scratch his head, and apologized for being busy: "Sister, see you later! We are destined to meet again!"
After saying that, Qian Xin slipped away without looking back.
This time, the compensation was paid to my grandma’s house.
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"Ling'er, why do you think a teacher's life is so hard?"
In the evening, after returning from the Giant Bear Gate, Jiang Yang stood by the ancient well in the backyard of Qingyuan Temple. He had the tendency to commit suicide by throwing himself into the well. He looked at a handsome face reflected in the well and said with a sad look on his face.
In the yard, Chu Ling'er moved out a table and was taking stock of the treasures he had won.
Haha, I made a lot of money.
After preliminary inventory:
There are 3,500 spiritual stones, 43 talismans, and a flying sword.
In addition, Juxiongmen lost to Qingyuanguan to challenge.
Qingyuanguan suddenly became a big dog owner.
It's time... to buy some new clothes.
When Chu Ling'er thought of this, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but raise in an astonishing arc.
But the most precious ones are the two shops in Juxian Town.
Spiritual stones, talismans, and elixirs are non-renewable consumables.
Shops are different, they can continuously create wealth for Qingyuan Temple.
"Master, what did you say? We won, we should be happy."
Chu Ling'er turned to look at Jiang Yang, not quite understanding the master's thoughts.
The last time he won, the master was like this, and this time, it's still the same.
Master seems...
It seems that they don’t want Qingyuan Temple to win.
I don't know if it's an illusion.
Jiang Yang sat by the well and looked at Cui Ru, who was chopping firewood as soon as he came back not far away.
This kid is hiding deeper than Chu Ling'er!
What useless person?
It's all lies.
Jiang Yang fell into deep confusion, such as:
How did a scholar without any real energy flow in his body swing that shot?
Why would a famous loser in the world cut off a large river out of thin air with a single stroke?
Furthermore, how should I explain to the Giant Bear Sect in the future?
For the first time, Chu Ling'er won with Tai Chi, which was justified.
The second time Cui Ru cut the river with one stroke.