After Qiankun heard Xueqie's words, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, then he turned his head and pretended to be calm and said to Xueqie: "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"
Just now, Xueqie clearly saw that Qiankun still had room to kick down, but he stopped in mid-air and deliberately made an illusion of being tied with himself. Did he want to give himself a step down?
At this time, Xueqie's eyes suddenly became different when he looked at Qiankun.
This person is not as bad as imagined.
A smile finally appeared on Xueqie's lips, and he said to Qiankun: "Hey! Didn't you just say you wanted to go to Jiange? I'll take you there!"
"Ah?" Qiankun suddenly smiled and said to Xueqie, "But I haven't defeated you."
"Then you didn't lose, you still apologized to me, right?" Xueqie suddenly opened his arms and said to Qiankun cheerfully.
"Okay, then you have to lead the way!" Qiankun said to Xueqie jokingly.
"Sure! Hahaha."
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In a deep and remote valley, there was an old man sitting next to a cave. His eyes were tightly closed, only a few fingers occasionally moved. He had a large black spot on his face and a forehead full of
The wrinkles and haggard body record the traces of vicissitudes of life.
The aura around him was extremely depressing, and his hands were as black and purple as dead wood, and as stiff as copper and iron. The entire cave was damp and extremely cold, but he was not affected at all. If it were normal
People are already shivering from the cold.
A letter luan flew towards him and landed in the open space beside him. He suddenly opened his eyes and opened the letter to read it.
"Bahuang Sword Qi will soon reappear in Muzhou Jiange? Ah... interesting, interesting." The old man stared at the words on the paper and murmured slowly to himself.
The old man's hand gently twisted, and the paper letter was instantly reduced to ashes. A terrifying smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then a burst of hoarse, terrifying laughter came from the depths of his dry throat.
"Ho ho ho... it's getting more and more interesting, Heichi Immortal, you can always bring me different surprises."
The old man slowly stood up on the ground. Although his face looked a bit happy, his eyes were sinister and terrifying, with a cold and murderous look in his indifference, as if he despised everything.
Xin Luan seemed to feel the murderous aura around him, and he flapped his wings in fear, a little disorderly. Suddenly, the old man grabbed Xin Luan's neck, and he didn't even have time to struggle, and he died immediately.
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The old man put one hand on the stone wall. In an instant, the stone wall turned into tiny dust particles and fell down. After a while, the entire valley was completely eroded by the old man.
"Let's settle the old and new grudges together."
"Profits have no real owner. Ho ho ho."
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"By the way, if we go in suddenly like this, will the people in Jiange stop us?"
Ling Feng said cautiously on the side and looked at Qiankun.
Xue Qie thought for a moment, shook his head, and said to Ling Feng, "No, the people here are very kind."
"But." Qiankun smiled and said, "The people in Qianchao Na mentioned your sword pavilion, but they were frightened!"
Hearing this, Xueqie smiled and said lightly: "That's because they only heard some superficial facts and didn't think about the inner essence, that's all."
"Essence? Fact? What is that?" Qiankun asked half-understood.
Xueqie pursed his lips and remained silent. Qiankun saw that Xueqie had no intention of answering, so there must be something unspeakable in this. So he accepted it and stopped asking any more questions.
Qiankun and his party walked through the woods and came to the sword pavilion surrounded by walls. There were cliffs everywhere. Qiankun suddenly felt a chill in his heart. If this continues, when will he be able to find Wu Changsheng? There is no hope at all!
Xueqie led Qiankun and the others into the sword pavilion. The layout here is exquisite and the decorations are detailed. Some houses are built on the mountain, and some buildings spread hundreds of meters on the cliff, standing tall and towering. They are all amazed. Some ancient trees have roots
Pan Po, inside and outside the cliff, forms a wonder.
Each peak stands majestically, with weapon racks and grinding stone plates hanging all around. The place inside is very open, the three-dimensional dimension is even wider, and it has a somewhat primitive and pure solemn atmosphere.
Xueqie brought Qiankun and the others to the Hall of Heroes. As soon as Xueqie saw Mu Shanhai, he immediately walked forward and quickly came to Mu Shanhai's side. Before Mu Shanhai could come over and ask Qiankun and them who they were, Xueqie
Che put on a smile and introduced Qiankun and the others to Mu Shanhai one by one: "Father! These are my new friends. They want to stay in our Jiange for a few days. Do you think?"
Seeing Xue Qie's smile, Mu Shanhai actually knew his intention. He nodded to Xue Qie understandingly and said, "Okay, of course. If you have friends coming from afar, you should naturally entertain them more."
"Really?" Xue Qie suddenly felt a little surprised and shouted excitedly.
He didn't expect his adoptive father to agree readily. He thought Mu Shanhai would flatly refuse, so he worried for so long in vain.
At this time, Kong Douxuan appeared out of nowhere and said to Mu Shanhai: "No! How can Jiange allow outsiders to enter? Doesn't this break the rules of Jiange for hundreds of years?! I tell you,
Mu Shanhai, I have endured a lot of your behavior, but this time, I won’t allow you to do this!”
Xueqie's face darkened, and he looked at Kong Douxuan. Normally, Xueqie would rarely interact with Kong Douxuan, just because he couldn't stand the way Kong Douxuan looked like a Taoist defender. He was very stubborn.
The boredom with Sora Douxuan is purely a personality discord.
Qiankun and his party were also a little embarrassed. As soon as they arrived, the two elders had a heated discussion about their stay, which made Qiankun almost want to leave. Wu Changsheng wouldn't stay here anyway.
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Mu Shanhai smiled, shook his head, and muttered to Kong Douxuan.
"It's okay! Originally, Jiange was going to reopen its retreat, and it wouldn't be a big deal if a few new guests came in. You have to believe that other people's motives are pure." Mu Shanhai said this, stabilizing Kong Douxuan.
"This..." Kong Douxuan pondered for a while, not knowing how to answer Mu Shanhai.
"Okay! Xueqie, please arrange them. We should have extra rooms in Jiange. If we can't spare a few rooms, we must not neglect the guests!" Before Kong Douxuan could think more, Mu Shanhai
Then he turned his head and gave instructions to Xueqie.
"Okay! Hey, let's go, Qiankun, I'll take you to visit our sword pavilion!" Xueqie warmly hugged Qiankun's neck and said with a smile.
A few people went down, and Mu Shanhai also followed. Kong Douxuan looked at the background of everyone and sighed.