After meeting the anonymous old cook, Prince Wei Yan and the skinny monkey-like master left together, as well as Fan Wan'er from Jingxinzhai. The short and skinny old man had actually met the old cook among the ten people before.
They didn't dare to let go, and now they started to talk again, saying that the old cook had really learned Xuanwu for nothing, and his character was so bad that he gave up his martial arts just for the sake of a comfortable life.
Wei Yan had nothing to do about this, neither agreeing nor refuting, and just let his master nag him. The old man clasped his hands behind his back, shook his head, and asked His Highness the Crown Prince to take a warning and never imitate the old cook who didn't know how to make progress. Otherwise, no matter how good his martial arts skills are, he will remain a fool for the rest of his life.
Useless.
After talking to himself, the thin monkey old man realized that the golden boy and girl beside him had been silent and did not support them at all. He left angrily and said, "I won't delay your love for each other."
Wei Yan and Fan Wan'er looked at each other and smiled, then they both looked up to the southern sky almost at the same time. His Highness the Crown Prince said "Follow me" and took the lead to climb onto the roof of a green glazed ridge. Fan Wan'er followed behind.
The two of them stood side by side in the tallest building of the Prince's Mansion. They just happened to vaguely see Lu Fang's sword that separated heaven and earth in the distance. It was so majestic and breathtaking.
Wei Yan was shocked in his heart and said with emotion: "As expected of the Bird's Eye Sword Immortal, this sword is probably not inferior to that of the Sui Dynasty in history. I wonder who can make Lu Fang take him so seriously. Is it against Old Demon Ding?"
Up?"
Fan Wan'er shook his head and said, "It doesn't look like that."
Wei Yan apologized a little, "Fairy Fan, I should have accompanied you to watch the battle, but my identity does not allow me to act arbitrarily."
Fan Guan'er nodded and said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a rich man, and he will inherit the Wei family in the future..."
Before Fan Guan'er could finish speaking, a thin monkey old man floated over from a distance and warned Wei Yan: "Don't come close to seek death. Since Lu Fang has drawn his sword, there are not many people who can make him stop."
, this kind of fight between gods is taboo for outsiders to sneak peeks, not to mention that Old Devil Ding likes to kill those who watch the fight wantonly."
Wei Yan smiled and said: "Master, you just said that the old cook is as timid as a mouse, which is not in line with the purpose of martial arts to be brave and diligent."
The old man laughed angrily and said: "How old is that guy, and how old are you, a little brat? The old cook is already very old, and he has almost all the blessings he deserves. If he has a lot of skills, he should find a powerful opponent and die in a majestic battle.
, at least you can be like the Sui Youyou who failed to ascend, and gain a good reputation in the world that will last forever! You, Wei Yan, are still young and not good at martial arts, so it is still early for you to seek death."
Wei Yan had a very good relationship with the old man. He was a stern master, more like his elders who were sharp-tongued and heart-warming. When they got along with each other, they were like friends. He joked: "Yes, yes, master, you are right. There is no truth in the world."
It's all your decision."
The old man let out a sigh and said in surprise: "Something's wrong. Why is there so much thunder and light rain over there? It's not like the style of Aerial View Peak Lu Jianxian."
The old man was a little curious and impatient, "I feel itchy, I have to go and take a look."
The figure of the thin monkey old man stepped on the roof of the mansion several times, and in the blink of an eye he was already a hundred feet away, and finally turned into a black dot.
Prince Wei Yan was sitting on the ridge of the roof. Fan Wan'er did not sit down, but still looked up into the distance, unwilling to look back for a long time.
Wei Yan hesitated for a moment and asked: "Fan Fairy, I would like to ask if Master Tongxian is already in the capital?"
Fan Guan'er showed a look of fatigue and trance, shook his head and said, "You may not believe it, but I have never met Master."
Wei Yan couldn't believe it.
Regarding Fan Wan'er's life background, it has always been shrouded in fog. Even Wei Yan, who was supported by her and Jing Xin Zhai, is still in the cloud. All we know is that Fan Wan'er is the leader of Jing Xin Zhai's generation and has traveled all over the world.
, I have been alone in these years, but Jingxinzhai is a giant. There is no doubt about this. Not only are the chess pieces of Jingxinzhai on the temple of Nanyuan Kingdom, but also the figures of Jingxinzhai women are looming in the four countries of the world, both in the government and in the country.
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Not to mention the grassland outside the Great Wall in the barbarian land, the Nanyuan Kingdom is considered the territory where the national master planted autumn, and the Songlai Kingdom is where the immortal Yu Zhenyi is in charge.
When she appeared, she seemed to be further away from the world than Lu Fang. There were endless rumors about Tong Qingqing. Some said that she was Ding Ying's confidante when she was young, but they parted ways due to love and hatred. Some people said it with certainty, saying
Tong Qingqing is actually the direct disciple of the madman Zhu Lian, and was once the princess of the Northern Jin Dynasty. Some people say that Tong Qingqing was originally a man as beautiful as an immortal. After practicing immortal magic, he became neither male nor female, but he returned to his original nature.
To have an ageless appearance.
As the old god Yu Zhenyi came out of seclusion this time and appeared with an incredible childlike appearance, interested people began to speculate whether Tong Qingqing was rejuvenated and there was no more stunning beauty in the world.
Wei Yan didn't believe any of this.
Fan Guan'er turned his head and explained with a smile: "I was once a poor girl from the Songlai Kingdom. I was smitten by a senior sister who traveled around the world. She accepted me as a disciple and took me to Jingxinzhai.
, I was only six years old at the time and didn’t understand anything. I bowed three times to the portrait of the master in that pavilion, which was considered as completing the apprenticeship ceremony. There are many secret books and treasures left by the banished immortals in the door. My white ape back
Swordsmanship is one of them, it is not counted as Jingxinzhai martial arts."
Fan Wan'er smiled bitterly and said: "Maybe I am the person in the world who wants to see 'Tong Qingqing' the most."
At this point, Fan Wan'er laughed, clasped his hands and bowed his head to apologize: "You can't blame me for calling Master by his first name."
Wei Yan was amused by Fan Xianzi's rare childlike innocence, and he naturally remembered the incident when she was walking on the bridge that night and slapped the lion on the bridge on the head.
Compared to Fan Xianzi from Jingxinzhai, Wei Yan prefers Fan Wan'er like this.
At this time, a spy from the Prince's Palace appeared on the steps below. Wei Yan floated down and returned to the roof after a while. He said with a solemn expression: "The Admiration Building has started to act like a monster again. The list that was just released has already gone viral outside. Now,
I’m afraid the entire capital has heard about the latest Ten People in the World.”
At this point, Wei Yan looked strange and reported the ten people one by one, "Ding Ying, the supreme leader of the Demon Sect, Yu Zhenyi, the leader of the Hushan Sect, Zhou Fei of the Spring Chao Palace, Chen Pingan, and Zhong Qiu, the national master of the Nanyuan Kingdom,
The sword sharpener Liu Zong, the arm saint Cheng Yuanshan, the monk Yunni of the Jingang Temple, the Northern Jin Longwu general Tang Tieyi, and the knight-errant Feng Qingbai."
The last three, plus Chen Pingan, have never been on the list before, and they are all new faces.
Fan Wan'er asked in confusion: "Where is my master, where is Lu Fang?"
Wei Yan was speechless.
How does he know the answer?
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After Zhong Qiu stood up in the ruins, he shook his green shirt and shook off all the dust.
At the same time, hairpin man Zhou Shi and Demon Cult Ya'er, who were "enjoying the coolness" at the base of the wall, felt the breeze blowing on their faces. Then the light dimmed and they looked intently. Zhou Shi felt relieved, while Ya'er felt complicated, fearing that she would be killed.
This uninvited guest caught his eye, became obsessed with it, and became one of the warblers in Spring Chao Palace. He also breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that at least his life was safe for the time being.
After Zhou Fei appeared, the beauties from the Spring Chao Palace, all of whom had the strength of second-rate masters, also fell not far away, like goddesses scattering flowers.
Zhou Fei looked at his pitiful son, shook his head and said: "With such a small fortune, even if I take you home, how can you compete with Jiang Beihai? You should stay here for another sixty years, otherwise
If I go out, I will die. Either I will die for Jiang Beihai, or I will be beaten to death by you. Sixty years later, if you become one of the top three in this lotus-flowered land, I will come and take you away. Even this cannot be done.
You will die here."
Zhou Shi's face was full of astonishment, but he was not too disappointed. He was speechless.
Zhou Fei glanced sideways at Ya'er beside his son, and said with a smile: "You think it's not bad if you don't go out, and you can stay and fly with the woman you like?"
Zhou Shi blushed slightly when his thoughts were revealed.
Zhou Fei stretched out his hand and grabbed Ya'er, and Ya'er was immediately picked up by the invisible big hand. Zhou Fei waved his sleeves again, and a cyan dress appeared around him, and was automatically put on Ya'er. After the strange dress possessed Ya'er, Ya'er's
The wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, the blood flowed back into the body, and the energy in his body changed from a burst flood to a stable river.
Zhou Fei bent down and said to Zhou Shi: "You stay, but your beloved woman has to leave. I will wait for you for sixty years. If you fulfill the agreement and are qualified to follow me to Tongyezhou Yu Guizong, you can marry on the same day
If this little lady fails, next time we meet at Spring Chao Palace, you can watch her put on the wedding dress with your own eyes, and then call her mother."
Zhou Shi stood up in a hurry and said decisively: "Okay!"
A woman whose fate was decided in the blink of an eye is like falling into an ice cellar.
Feng Qingbai stood far away, not daring to provoke Zhou Fei.
Every time Zhou Fei finished speaking, Feng Qingbai silently moved further away.
"The light boat has descended from the Ten Thousand Mountains" to banish the immortals. The bigger the monk's plot, the more he gives up, and the later he wakes up. For example, Lu Fang, because he was already a Nascent Soul Earth Immortal in Tongye Continent, and he was also a
He is a famous swordsman, so he must have come here to break the inner demons and knock on the heart.
Even so, Lu Fang step by step went from an ignorant child to a second-rate master to learn swordsmanship, and finally became one of the four great masters under the constraints of the rules of Lotus Flower Blessed Land and the huge cage with thin spiritual energy.
One of the Bird's Eye Sword Immortals, this is the power of Lu Fang.
Feng Qingbai felt inferior, far inferior. His identity as a banished immortal was a coincidence. Although his soul was incomplete and his body was stranded in Tongye Continent like Lu Fang, most of his memories were preserved. He only had the help of the Lotus Flower Blessed Land.
A person's skin is used as a temporary residence for travelers. In the final analysis, Lu Fang is directly pointing to his heart and seeking enlightenment, while Feng Qingbai is retreating to the next best thing and asking questions through skills.
And it is unknown who the real person of Chunchao Palace Zhou Fei is in Tongyezhou. He is probably the same type of banished immortal as Feng Qingbai, and he is more opportunistic. Obviously he is not here for the sake of the road, but simply for sightseeing. But
Came to the Lotus Flower Blessed Land to spend the day and drink? He stayed there for nearly fifty years. So who is Zhou Fei, who has such courage and financial resources?
Feng Qingbai lamented in his heart. Coupled with the sudden appearance of the young man in white robe, his luck was extremely bad.
In the past, opportunities in Lotus Flower Blessed Land were not so difficult to obtain.
Ding Ying, Zhou Fei, Yu Zhenyi, Zhong Qiu, Lu Fang, plus that young man, any one of them, in every sixty years before, is expected to be the number one person in the world, especially the one who has not yet appeared.
Ding, Zhou, and Yu could fight against Wei Xian, the founding emperor of the Nanyuan Kingdom at their peak, Lu Baixiang, the founder of the Demon Sect, Sui Youyou, the female swordsman, and Zhu Lian, the martial arts madman!
Zhou Fei was "chatting" with his son, Chen Ping'an was still confronting Zhong Qiu, plus Feng Qingbai.
On a street, there were three banished immortals standing.
Two people walked side by side, blocking Feng Qingbai's retreat.
Liu Zong, the knife sharpener who opened a silk and satin shop in the capital, and Cheng Yuanshan, the arm sage who ruled the grasslands outside the Great Wall.
Cheng Yuanshan held an iron gun and stared at the ranger.
The knife sharpener Liu Zong looked at Zhou Fei, then glanced at Chen Ping'an further away, as if he was choosing his opponent.
Feng Qingbai sighed and clenched the sword in his hand. He had a severe headache. If his big backer didn't come, he would really die here. Even if his backer didn't come, that good brother would.
Feng Qingbai's eyes lit up and he smiled knowingly.
An elegant man in black robes walked from a distance, with a long knife hanging from his waist.
Feng Qingbai smiled and waved hello, "Brother Tang, are you here?"
The middle-aged man nodded slightly.
Cheng Yuanshan felt tense and a little troubled.
The person who came was the mainstay of the Northern Jin Dynasty, Longwu General Tang Tieyi. As the world's most famous general, he rarely charged into battle. The world only knew that this warrior who came from a wealthy family liked to use swords, but the depth of his sword skills and his cultivation level were unknown.
Know. In addition to being a god with military skills, Tang Tieyi was more mentioned as an interesting story in the boudoir. It was rumored that this person had an eyebrow addiction and liked to let his wives and concubines draw various long eyebrows. Once this came out, the aristocratic women in the capital of Northern Jin Dynasty started to pay attention to it.
emulate.
Cheng Yuanshan said softly: "Old Liu, don't take it lightly. Tang Tieyi is extremely domineering with his sword. He is good at deciding the outcome with one sword and deciding life or death with two swords."
Liu Zong said absently: "The one who uses a knife? I'm not interested in him."
He pointed at Chen Ping'an in the distance, "That boy belongs to me."
Liu Zong ignored Cheng Yuanshan and walked straight forward. He even ignored Feng Qingbai and continued forward, gently combing his white hair with one hand and hiding it in his sleeve with the other.
So it became the case of Arm Saint Cheng Yuanshan fighting against two masters alone.
Cheng Yuanshan made an unexpected move, walked to the street with his gun in hand, made way for Tang Tieyi, and extended his hand to indicate that he could just go and join Feng Qingbai, and he would not stop him.
When Tang Tieyi passed by Yuan Shan, he turned around and asked with a smile: "You really don't want to take two blows from me? It's just two blows, it will be quick."
Cheng Yuanshan simply closed his eyes and rested his mind.
Feng Qingbai somewhat admired this Arm Saint's efforts in cultivating his mind and character.
Tang Tieyi walked towards Feng Qingbai and complained a little, "Last time we met, we agreed that you would only come here to fish in troubled waters, how come you became the leader?"
Feng Qingbai laughed and said: "Wealth and honor should be sought in danger."
The two met in a border county in the Northern Jin Dynasty the year before last. At that time, Tang Tieyi had just led his army to defeat the barbarians in the steppe. By chance, they hit it off immediately. Feng Qingbai even served under Tang Tieyi for more than half a year, and participated in the First World War as a scout.
, if Feng Qingbai hadn't insisted on continuing to travel the mountains and rivers, Tang Tieyi would have asked the Northern Jin Emperor for a general status for him.
Feng Qingbai looked at the familiar face and asked curiously: "Why are you here?"
Tang Tieyi looked back at the immovable Arm Saint Cheng Yuanshan, and then glared at Feng Qingbai, "Master Yu has spoken out and wants your life. Even I have heard about it, but you don't know yourself? How many people want it now?"
With your little life, do you really think there is only one Cheng Yuanshan?!"
Feng Qingbai pursed his lips to hold back his laughter.
Of course there is a lot of mystery here. This story is enough for the two brothers to reunite in a foreign land and drink a few jugs of wine.
Although Tang Tieyi was born and raised in Lotus Flower Blessed Land, even in Tongye Continent, Feng Qingbai had never met a guy with such an appetite. He had a heroic temperament, extraordinary talent, and amazing talent. Any kind words could be put here.
On the warrior who is full of strategies.
Articles are just trivial matters, and the world is nothing more than that.
It needs to be understood that great literature is strategy and great martial arts is art of war.
This is Tang Tieyi's view.
I'm afraid that Tang Tieyi is the only one in the entire lotus root blessed land who can observe like this.
Feng Qingbai planned to sell it off and said with a smile: "As long as Brother Tang doesn't covet my head..."
Don't wait for Feng Qingbai to finish speaking.
His sight was obscured by the overwhelming snow-white swords.
At the last moment of his life, Feng Qingbai was at a loss.
The banished immortal Feng Qingbai was split in half on the spot, and half of his body was hit against the walls on both sides of the street.
Tang Tieyi slowly sheathed the sword.
It is the "refiner" of the demon sword that has disappeared for many years.
One of the four great blessings, it is juxtaposed with the silver lotus crown on Ding Ying's head, the cyan dress of the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, and the golden body of Arhat in Baihe Temple.
Tang Tieyi looked neither sad nor happy, and murmured to himself: "On the way here, I just heard that you were among the latest ten people in the world. You were at the bottom and ranked tenth. What's more, I was also on the list, ranked No. 10.
9. Feng Qingbai, you probably thought that you would be able to survive to the end if you had a frank and honest conversation with Yu Zhenyi in private. This is indeed the case. I came here this time to save you, but I shouldn’t. I shouldn’t.
, you are tenth, I am ninth, two brothers are on the list at the same time."
Tang Tieyi sighed slightly, "Even those who banish immortals will die."
Picking up the sword on the ground and hanging it on his waist, Tang Tieyi exposed a flaw intentionally or unintentionally.
Because almost no top master in the world has seen his sword skills, and those who have seen them all died under Tang Tieyi's sword.
Twenty years ago, the Northern Jin Dynasty, after His Majesty the Emperor was almost successfully assassinated by a martial artist, became frantic and secretly captured dozens of first-rate and second-rate masters, all of whom were used to practice swordsmanship for General Longwu, which made the Northern Jin Dynasty
The world of the country was bleak, and there was no connection between the youth and the youth. Lu Fang was looking at the peak from a bird's eye without caring about worldly affairs. The deep-rooted focus of Jingxinzhai was to penetrate into the courts of other countries. It was clear that his ambition was in the world, not in the Jianghu. For the martial arts in the Northern Jin Dynasty,
He never interfered in the fights and feuds in the world.
Tang Tieyi was in the Northern Jin Dynasty and had tens of thousands of the most elite frontier troops. In his spare time, he painted eyebrows for beauties and lived a leisurely life.
Indeed, as Cheng Yuanshan said, he only had two swords in martial arts in his life, one sword was invincible and the other was used to strike later.
Therefore, a first-class master whose cultivation level is not as good as Tang Tieyi's will definitely die. As long as his cultivation level is not much higher than that of a master, it is also very dangerous.
It's a pity that Arm Saint Cheng Yuanshan didn't rush forward to take advantage of Tang Tieyi's flaw, and the old man just retreated silently.
Facing General Longwu of the Northern Jin Dynasty, it was not that he had no strength to fight. On the contrary, he believed that he had a better chance of winning. However, after receiving Tang Tieyi's two swords head-on, he would definitely be seriously injured. Then it would be someone else's turn to cut him.
Take his own head.
The mantis stalks the cicada, with the oriole behind and the slingshot below.
Tang Tieyi suddenly looked down and saw the carvings on the "Master Refiner" scabbard in his hand, like mercury flowing and rolling, emitting a faint five-color firefly, and then spread up along the handle and palm of the sword to Tang Tieyi's shoulders and neck.
, Tang Tieyi never let go of the handle of the knife. When the brilliance completely disappeared into his skin and bones, Tang Tieyi felt that this sword he had recently acquired by chance had finally become one with himself.
From afar, Zhou Fei clicked his tongue and said, "I'm really lucky. I killed a banished immortal and got a magic weapon to identify my master. I am even more powerful. I will definitely move up the ranking."
Zhou Fei turned his head and lectured his sons Zhou Shi and Ya'er with a smile, "You see, this is how you should be as a human being. You don't take action until the last moment to make a lot of money. So, the more you jump around in the early stage, the more miserable your death will be.
.Look at the two old bastards Ding Ying and Yu Zhenyi, have they shown their heads? No. Well, there is also the old witch Tong Qingqing from Jingxinzhai, who is hiding the deepest, and no one can find her. I am confused.
Oh, how can a banished immortal come to hang out here? It seems that she was born to escape, but even Ding Ying has not been found in these years. She is the best in the world in her ability to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune."
Zhou Shi smiled bitterly.
It was very difficult for Zhou Shi to avoid turning into a lunatic with such an eccentric father.
In order to help Uncle Lu break his inner demons, Zhou Shi could see that his father had never set eyes on beauty or even power.
When he was still a child, he witnessed Uncle Lu breaking into the Spring Chao Palace. His father stood still and allowed the uncle to pierce his heart with a sword.
At that time, there was a woman between the two of them who decided to die in order to protect her father.
She is the mistress that Uncle Lu respects the most.
His father, Zhou Fei, seemed to be completely uninjured. He pushed the infatuated woman away and then walked forward step by step, letting the sword come out of his back inch by inch. His father only saw Lu Fang. He almost came face to face with Lu Fang before he stopped and asked with a smile.
Said: "Lu Fang, are you awake?"
Zhou Shi sighed.
This is the Taoism of the Immortal family in my father's hometown. It's too weird.
Ya'er, who was wearing the green clothes, was even more silent.
Her master, the leader of the demon sect and Ding Ying's only disciple, was seriously injured last year. After returning to the sect, treatment was useless and she could only watch her body decay and her vitality disappear rapidly. She was just a hero in Ya'er's eyes.
, his last words were very strange: When a real person walks in the world, he will not be heated in the fire and will not drown in the water. What about the immortal? I have seen it too.
As a disciple of the Demon Cult, Ya'er doesn't have much prejudice or hatred towards those banished immortals with unknown origins. She doesn't even yearn for the legendary ascension. She is nostalgic for the world, this hometown, and only wants to be with her beauty, talent and peace.
Fan Wan'er, whose ambition is not inferior to her own, will support the second prince to ascend the throne, and then strive to unify the four kingdoms. Then she will become the queen of Nanyuan Kingdom, and her mother will be the best in the world. She will become the new queen of Jianghu after her grandfather Ding Ying and Yu Zhenyi.
No matter the Lord, everyone can be satisfied.
It's just that this time Zhenzhilou and that "God" chose Guniu Mountain in Nanyuan Kingdom as the place for her ascension, and she was found by that master and became his pawn.
She felt so miserable that she couldn't help but look up at the alley, in the direction of the house.
My grandpa, why don’t you come out of the mountain?
Tang Tieyi has left because he has no confidence in Zhou Fei. Even if he has a complete master's sword, his intuition tells him that if he encounters Zhou Fei, he will definitely die.
Just like those poor masters who had been reduced to grindstones before, they faced him Tang Tieyi.
So he went to find trouble with Arm Saint Cheng Yuanshan.
But to Tang Tieyi's chagrin, that guy actually slipped away, suppressed his aura, and was like a fish in water in this capital.
Tang Tieyi felt resentful in his heart. If he were in the capital of Northern Jin Dynasty, Cheng Yuanshan would have no choice but to wait for death.
He can completely mobilize a city's imperial army to hunt down any lone grandmaster.
Of course, neither Ding Ying nor Yu Zhenyi nor Tang Tieyi had the slightest idea of killing them, nor did they dare to have them.
This time he quietly left the Northern Jin Dynasty and came to the Nanyuan Kingdom. Almost every step was planned by Master Yu. It might have been even earlier, starting from the time he got this demon sword master.
Tang Tieyi does not yearn for soaring through the clouds or the land of immortals. This world is enough for him to show off his talents!
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Ding Ying and the child named Cao Qinglang, one was sitting on the bench basking in the sun, and the other was standing at the door of the kitchen, holding a hatchet tremblingly.
After Ding Ying learned that Tong Qingqing was not among the ten, he sighed, turned to the child and smiled: "It's none of your business, that aunt is really..."
Speaking of this, even a big devil like Ding Ying is a little bit dumbfounded. He doesn't know how to accurately evaluate Tong Qingqing.
Ding Ying knows Jingxinzhai Tong Qingqing better than anyone in the world.
First of all, the two are of the same age, from the same generation, and have known each other for a long time. Ding Ying is another martial arts wizard in the Demon Sect after Lu Baixiang. He ranked among the top ten in the world at a young age, so he was alone very early.
When traveling in the world, Tong Qingqing's identity at that time was similar to Fan Wan'er in Jing Xin Zhai now, but compared to Fan Wan'er who was just starting out and toyed with countless heroes to applause. Her master, Tong Qingqing, was an out-and-out coward.
, was forced to become the next established sect leader of Jingxinzhai, but stayed in the sect shamelessly, unwilling to go out and help the sect seek the world. Ding Ying was so bold that he once sneaked into Jingxinzhai and went to the forbidden lake.
I was enjoying the moonlight in the pavilion, and then I met Tong Qingqing, who was sobbing in the pavilion. She huddled up against the pillars of the pavilion. The girl was talking about her thoughts and failed to find Ding Ying. She was busy complaining that her master was too cruel and wanted to kill her.
She kicked out of the sect, complaining that the senior and junior sisters were too stupid and worked so hard in martial arts, but they still couldn't beat herself who was lazy every day. Then she pointed her fingers and talked about how powerful and cruel the masters in the world were, and in the end, even the second-rate masters
None of them were spared, and each of them was a treasure trove, as if everyone was a once-in-a-century great master...
Ding Ying felt that he had really seen a ghost, that there were women in the world who were so afraid of death.
After all, Tong Qingqing was a top-notch expert close to twenty people in the world. She finally discovered Ding Ying, and then she seemed to have seen a ghost.
The first thing she said was to tell Ding Ying in a tearful voice that as long as she didn't kill her, she would pretend she didn't see anything.
Tong Qingqing is certainly a beauty, indeed more attractive than her apprentice Fan Wan'er and Queen Zhou Shuzhen of Nanyuan Kingdom.
But even after so many years, what Ding Ying remembers most clearly is the look on Tong Qingqing's face at that time, with tears in her eyes, pursed lips, begging for help, timid and weak, like a dog who met a woodcutter with a knife deep in the forest.
Young elk.
Ding Ying has been obsessed with martial arts all his life. He has never had any love between a man and a woman, and has no affection for Tong Qingqing. However, Tong Qingqing's temperament and her expression in Jingxin Pavilion that year made Ding Ying really...
hard to forget.
There was no incident during that encounter. Ding Ying went to Jingxinzhai Sutra Library, stole a secret book, and escaped quietly.
After Ding Ying left, Tong Qingqing was so frightened that she ran back to her yard without even informing her.
Later, Ding Ying became more and more famous, especially during the chaotic war in Nanyuan sixty years ago. Ding Ying won the silver lotus crown and became the best person in the world. After that, he killed more than a dozen immortals and knew one after another.
A secret. During this period, Ding Ying met Tong Qingqing again by chance. At that time, she was probably too shameless to hide in Jingxinzhai. She finally started to travel around the world, but everything went wrong, and she grew up amazingly.
As a heavenly being, he was actually caught by the master of the Soldier Talisman Sect, one of the three sects of the Demon Sect at that time. If Ding Ying hadn't happened to pass by the Soldier Talisman Sect and rescued Tong Qingqing, it is estimated that this fairy would have become the spoiler of that fat pig-
Ding Ying was overcome with desire, and Ding Ying did not save her in vain. Without any torture, she learned many secrets of Jing Xinzhai, as well as dozens of excellent secret techniques that she had firmly memorized, most of which were used to save her life or escape.
She had a photographic memory and memorized it easily, but she didn't learn anything...
If it weren't for Ding Ying's unwillingness to ask for more, she would have wanted to go back to Jingxinzhai and steal a few more immortal spells for him. She even promised with tears in her eyes that she could make Ding Ying invincible, unrivaled in the world, and dominate the world...
…
She probably forgot that Ding Ying was already the number one person in the world at that time.
Many years later, after Tong Qingqing returned to Jingxinzhai to inherit the position of sect leader, Ding Ying went to look for her again, but did not find her. He knew that this coward had probably practiced the untold secrets of Jingxinzhai and was able to
To rejuvenate a woman, her skills will increase. The younger she becomes, the deeper her skills will be. Of course, the premise is that she will lose her stunning beauty. But for Tong Qingqing, this price is probably nothing. As expected,
As Ding Ying expected, Tong Qingqing finally ranked among the top ten people in the world.
So this time when he entered the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, Ding Ying had been paying attention to all the children with spiritual energy.
I found six or seven, but none of them were Tong Qingqing.
What's interesting is that these children may not be able to become first-class masters by practicing martial arts, but they will definitely make great progress by practicing the immortal arts that banished immortals.
Of course Ding Ying has no interest in training them to become the next Yu Zhenyi or Zhou Fei.
In the end, Ding Ying found Cao Qinglang under his nose, because he suddenly had a whim. Even though he was a boy, Ding Ying felt that Tong Qingqing's character would do anything to save his life, and there were so many strange secrets in Jing Xinzhai.
, especially some fairy arts involving soul transfer, maybe it is really hidden in Cao Qinglang's body, and the real body is hidden casually. The world is huge, and living people will still inevitably reveal clues, but it is difficult for a "dead" to do so.
found.
But everything was overturned by that list, and Tong Qingqing was not among the ten.
This shows that Tong Qingqing is definitely not a child at the moment!
Obviously, the extremely timid Tong Qingqing decided that she, who knew her basics, would come to her. It is very likely that she reverse-deduced the magic and increased her age immediately after the last ten people on the list.
As a result, Ding Ying can be sure that among the ten people on the list before today, Zhou Shu, the owner of the admiration building this time, really did something wrong, because the Queen of Nanyuan Kingdom was originally a disciple of Jingxinzhai.
But Zhou Shu really had no way to decide the ranking of the final list, because the ten people who had just been awarded were decided by a certain "God", which made Tong Qingqing exposed.
Sitting in the courtyard now, Ding Ying burst into laughter.
He was very curious about what kind of Taoist monk such an unheard-of banished immortal would be in his hometown.
As for the "identity" of the child Qingqing and where he was hiding sneakily, Ding Ying was no longer curious. Anyway, it was already interesting enough.
Even if he guesses the truth wrongly, it doesn't matter to Ding Ying that Tong Qingqing can beat him this time.
What he, Ding Ying, wants is to occupy at least eight points of the martial arts fortune in the world, soar in a pure body in the daytime, accomplish a feat that has never been done before or since, and go farther and higher than Zhu Lian and Sui Youyou.
!
He wants to win the Lord of this world.
At the very least, he must force the other party to break his own rules, take action personally, and kill him. Then he, like Ding Ying, will die with no regrets.
Ding Ying looked back at the window and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will let you out, but then your master will die. I hope you can find his reincarnation in the future and accompany him to fight for a life."
Fighting for opportunities sixty years from now, nothing more."
Ding Ying stood up.
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Chen Pingan stood on the edge of the ravine, his sleeves swaying in the wind.
Knife sharpener Liu Zong walked towards Chen Ping'an and didn't care at all about what happened to Arm Saint Cheng Yuanshan, Tang Tieyi and Feng Qingbai.
Due to his single-mindedness, Liu Zong is recognized as one of the top three in the world. Yu Zhenyi has already concluded this. For this reason, Yu Zhenyi even left the Hushan Sect to find Liu Zong and persuade him to abandon the sword in his hand and the martial arts at his feet.
The road will only get wider.
It's just that Liu Zong didn't agree. He said that the knife was his wife and could not be thrown away.
Yu Zhenyi, who had always been serious about his words, laughed heartily, had a drink with Liu Zong for the first time, and left.
This is not some gossip that has been passed down by false rumors. It is said by a direct disciple of Yu Zhenyi himself.
Liu Zong, the knife sharpener, is both good and evil. He has a good reputation and a bad reputation. He never kills innocent people indiscriminately. However, all the people who die in his hands are often extremely miserable. The more skilled the master, the more tragic his death is, which can be seen by people.
I have to spit out all the bile.
Zhong Qiu has already walked back to the street.
He, Chen Ping'an, and Liu Zong were in a position of supporting each other.
Zhong Qiu said with a smile: "The fight between me and him is not over yet. Liu Zong, you can wait until we decide the winner before taking action. As for whether you will fight me or him by then, it's still...
Hard to say."
Liu Zong's eyes were burning, and before he took out the knife to kill, he began to habitually grind his teeth like sharpening a knife, which made him look very penetrating.
The old man thought for a moment and said, "Okay. As long as you don't blame me for taking advantage of others' danger and have the confidence to live until the end. If not..."
He pointed at Chen Pingan, "Master Zhong, you can leave now, just leave him to me. I, Liu Zong, have never been disemboweled by a banished immortal in my life."
Liu Zong admired the Nanyuan Imperial Master who was in the same city from the bottom of his heart, and he had confessed this to the Saint Cheng Yuanshan in his shop before.
Zhong Qiu pointed to the torn green shirt on his body, smiled and said: "Do you think I am willing to give up?"
Liu Zong sighed, "Okay, then I'll wait for you to tell the result."
Zhong Qiu asked: "Zhou Fei is also a banished immortal, why don't you kill him?"
Liu Zong shook his head and said: "I'm not stupid. The young man in front of you is the same as you. When you chop it up, the knife must hit the flesh to make it feel good. That Zhou Fei knows magic, maybe he will die together."
There are no corpses. I tried my best and put in so much effort, but in the end it was all in vain. I won't do it."
Zhong Qiu shook his head helplessly.
Chen Pingan ignored Liu Zong, the knife sharpener, and spread his palm forward, indicating that Zhong Qiu could fight again.
Liu Zong was stunned and stamped his foot, "Oh, you look so handsome with this air. Fortunately, I am not a young woman. Otherwise, I would be tempted. No, no, no. If I go to the world for you, there will be no disaster.
There are hundreds of beautiful girls, they should be killed, I should choose you or not Zhou Fei, you are right."
Both Zhong Qiu and Chen Ping'an seemed to have made up their minds and "entered the Tao", turning a deaf ear to it and leaving the ancient well undisturbed.
Liu Zong suddenly stopped talking.
Because he was the closest to the two of them, strangely enough, he seemed to hear the sound of dripping water.
The next moment, a majestic wind blew against his face. Although Liu Zong remained motionless, his sleeves and hair were blown wildly.
It turned out that Zhong Qiu had punched the young man, and the fists were scattered. Dust flew around the two of them, and the bluestones on the street shattered and roared everywhere.
Liu Zong raised his hand and knocked away a flying stone that was as fast as a crossbow arrow. He stared wide-eyed, not wanting to miss any detail.
Good guy, when these two people attack, they are going to cause the earth to collapse.
Zhong Qiu, who is wearing a green shirt, and Chen Ping'an, who is wearing a white robe, have almost reached their height, and their figures are like white mist and green smoke respectively.
Wherever the two of them went, everything turned upside down.
In an extremely dangerous close-quarters fight, the two figures did not distance themselves by more than one foot at a time. At most, they were less than three arms apart. Except for one person with one arm, this meant that even if the two were hit by a punch, they would definitely only withdraw one arm.
distance!
Others are doing the dojo in a snail shell, but these two crazy guys can destroy cities and shake mountains within a short space of time. Are they really made of flesh and blood?
Two ethereal figures almost destroyed the entire street.
But as if agreed, the buildings and high walls on both sides remained intact.
The control of boxing intentions by both parties has truly reached the pinnacle of excellence.
After about a stick of incense.
Zhou Fei suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "You're so young, but you just want to cause trouble."
"Let's go, let's go, I really can't stand it anymore. Anyway, Ding Ying and Yu Zhenyi still have to clean up the mess."
Zhou Fei grabbed Zhou Shi and Ya'er's shoulders with both hands, and swept them away like chicken cubs.
Although the beauties of Spring Chao Palace were confused, they still followed Zhou Fei into the sky and drifted away.
At the end of the street, the sky was covered with dust.
At the corner, Zhong Qiu walked away with a smile and walked away along another street. Although the Imperial Master was disgraced, he did not show any signs of depression. Instead, he seemed to have done something happy.
Chen Ping'an stayed on the original street and walked out alone in the dust, with no trace of his fist intention or momentum.
Just like a most ordinary young man, he just took one step and came to the knife sharpener Liu Zong.
Liu Zong blinked and asked, "Can you stop beating me?"
Chen Pingan asked back: "What do you think?"
Liu Zong said seriously: "I think it's okay. We have no grievances or grudges. The road is so wide. Everyone can go their own way. There's nothing wrong with that!"
Chen Ping'an shifted his gaze slightly, looked towards the residence of the house, nodded and said, "That's fine."
Liu Zong chuckled and said, "Before I leave, can you ask me one more question, what is the relationship between Master Zhong and you?"
Chen Pingan thought for a while and gave the answer, "People of the same mind."
Liu Zongzheng was feeling something.
Chen Pingan said in a deep voice: "Leave quickly, follow Zhongqiu, and if possible, help him deal with someone together. If you believe me, don't think about escaping. Only by joining forces with Zhongqiu can you have a chance to survive."
at last."
Liu Zong nodded and passed Chen Pingan without saying a word. Chen Pingan also stepped forward and took a step sideways, just standing on the line behind Liu Zong.
Over there, Zhongqiu stood still, and a boy-looking guy stood on a sword hovering in the air, blocking Zhongqiu's way.
On Chen Pingan's side, Ding Ying slowly walked out of the alley with a silver lotus crown on his head.
Between the old man's fingers, there was a flying sword that was constantly trembling.