Chapter 469: Sword is like a rainbow in the sky

The movement is too big, and the key is the other side's posture. It is not like a friend who came to Shaoshan.
Lushan did not hesitate to open the bodyguards, with the Zu Shitang as the hub of the big battle, the dark scene of the heavy rain, and the white mist rising from the foot of the mountain, covering the hills, from the inside out, the mountain vision is clear Such as white, from the outside to the inside, the ordinary mountain wilderness hunters, looking at Lushan, is a piece of white, not contoured.
Not only that, there are several white light that grows up to a dozen feet, and it plunges out from the foothills of the temple, and it is uncertain in the fog of the mountains.
Waiting for it.
Many of the monks in the mountains have left their homes and went to the ancestral hall to meet. Deep inside, they naturally hope that the imperial swordsman is a friend.
Lushan, the head of the monk Lu Yunqi, the scorpion Lu Tingjiao, are famous figures in the country of color clothing, one by cultivation, one by old.
Around the father and son, there are dozens of old monks who are famous in the country, and the old masters of the ancestral temple, the ancestral disciples and the priests, and most of them are heavy.
Everyone can only watch the long golden line and get closer and closer to Mount Lu.
Can't go out and say hello to people?
Under the sun, it is the poorest and richest sword repairer. As one of the four most difficult ghosts in the mountains, it is at the top of the list. It’s hard to get rid of the killing power, the sword is not fast, but it runs fast, but you need to understand one. Things, this runs fast, the vast majority is after killing.
If you say that in the past, Lushan is still afraid of being still, but it is still not like this. It is really a situation that is not forgiving. The mountain bones and the backbone of the sand field are interrupted. The courage of the mountain monk is almost broken. . The enemies near the hills, the echoes of the landscape gods, or the arrogance of the hills and horses, have become a smattering of the clouds, and they can no longer do it.
After all, it has changed.
Many fairy tales that have been inactive for thousands of years have suddenly disappeared.
Since nowadays, we have to deal with local monks in Daxie, and the caves of dozens of countries in the country of color clothing have discovered their own realms and forces. They are all papers.
The big iron ride was so south, but many embroidered pillows were pierced.
Nowadays, almost everyone is a bird of surprise.
In the sand field, the formerly known as the warrior and horsepower of the country, the crown of the country, the heavy armor of the ancient Shu State, the light ride of the Songxi country, the wind, the country of the country is good at the mountain war, in the face of the big iron ride After that, either the soldiers did not move, or they were unable to withstand a blow. Afterwards, they contacted the south of the country, the Mei glaze country, and other Zhu Ying dynasty. The death of the country was not retired. Most of them brought the two big iron horses of Su Gaoshan and Cao Yu. Small troubles, in contrast to the number of countries in the country of more than a dozen countries, the side army is weak, it has become a big joke, it is said that there is also a well-known military commander in the country, after the fiasco, said that it is his In fact, all the tactics of the martial arts are learned from the singer of the Song Dynasty, and the art is not refined. The greatest hope in this life is to be able to meet with Song Changjing, and to devote the spirit of the martial arts to the sacred army, so there is a tribute to the ancestors. The "beautiful talk" of the sect.
It’s just that the big brother is laughing at the second brother, and the color-dressing country is not so good. It’s said that the most beautiful color-clothing country in the armor’s war is not playing, but the royal family has always liked to declare it to the public. Sitting in the capital, often spreading some news in the clouds, hiding in the Tibetan Mastiff, people can not eat true and false, so in the past, the color-dressing country monks have always hoped to look at the remaining dozens of countries.
It was only when the Dalai Iron Cavalry Front arrived that the ancient Shu Kingdom was symbolic at the border and mobilized more than 10,000 troops. As an elite field force, it was hard to fight with a big iron rider. Of course, there was no suspense. One of the fingers of Datun Iron Riding, the legs of the ancient Shu Kingdom are still thick, and the ancient Shuguo paid a lot of money for this. The country of the color-dressing country is not good, but it is actually the ancient country that has to be more sincere. The envoys have not yet entered the country, and the messenger team headed by the rites of the Ministry of Rites has taken the initiative to find the big iron ride and voluntarily become the Song family. This is nothing, and Daxie has searched many of the spectrums of various mountains in various countries. The world’s talents discovered that the ancient Shu State was quite deep, hiding a dragon gate sword repair of Zhu Ying’s dynasty, and giving him a joint secretary. Strangled, strangled and smothered, but it is the country of color clothing, if it is not Lu Yunxuan broke through the dragon gate, a little to restore the face, or the view of the sea is already the leader of a country's immortal, in addition to the ancient country, the wilderness, look down on the soft egg In the country of color clothing, the mountain monks and rivers and lakes in the country next to the country, almost did not laugh at the big teeth.
Lu Yunqi is a high-crowned old man in a Chinese costume, and he sells very well.
Lu Tiaojiao is a handsome man with a slight depression in his eyes. His skin is good. Jiafei relies on gold makeup to wear clothes. He wears a white robes of the spirits, called "Luhua", and stands for the next year. It is the age of the weak crown, whether it is relying on the realm of the gods, or relying on the qualifications of talent, the good face is also a five-level monk, plus the joy of traveling in the mountains and rivers, often with the color of the national rights, your son calls friends, so in color The country of clothing is not bad, so in the secular dynasty, it is indeed enough to be young and promising.
However, in the eyes of the true monks, especially the five-day gods and the five-god gods in the country of color clothing, this Lu Tiaojiao is naturally nothing, and the heart of the Tao is not strong, and the fisherman’s heart is big. It’s not a problem to squander the time in the powder pile under the mountain. If Lu Yunqi really wants to hand over Lushan to his son’s hand, maybe it will be a guilt.
However, there has been a gossip in recent years, quietly circulating, saying that the reason why Lushan succeeded in smashing a real power commander of the Song Dynasty, is expected to become the next national teacher of color clothing, is Lu Tiaojiao helping his father Lu Yunqi matchmaking, if Really, it is a real person.
An old monk with a squatting old man and a cane whispered softly: "The head, the old real eyes, the true realm of the unseen, but the legendary celestial?"
Lv Yunqi looks calm and smiles and says: "Fairy sword repair?"
The old monk seems to feel that he is too scared of himself. He has both the protection of the law and the door of his own ancestral hall. It should not be so chaotic, and he said: "That is too shocking, I don't think so."
A beautiful woman with a waist-hanging ancient sword sneered: "Is it a five-way cross-country sword repair, and dare to harden the mountain array?" When we are a soft persimmon, let's take it?!

Lu Tingyao licked her eyes and looked like a woman with a towering chest. She blinked and quickly recovered her sight. The woman is not too high in the realm of the realm, but as a monk, she is well versed in the swordsmanship of the swordsmen of the rivers and lakes. She once had a feat, with a skillful sword, disguised as a sword. He repaired and scared away a monk in the waters of the country. It is really that she is too tempered, not understanding, and she has a good body. Lv Tiaocai regrets it, otherwise he will not retreat in the same year, how should he spend some more thoughts. However, after the situation in the country of color clothing was settled, the father and son talked about each other, and the father promised himself in private. As long as he was in the Dongfu, the father could personally act as a medium. When Luyao was able to have a Taoist experience with her, there was no Taoist. name. To put it bluntly, it is the nephew of the mountain.
A well-educated young rumored monk whispered: "Those big monks with eyes above the top, no matter what?"
Although I am in this column tonight, I am able to stand here, but my generation is low, so the position is lower. He is the high-ranking woman of the Sai-dong’s house. He has a sword from the Zu Shitang because he is a sword. Repairing, only nowadays, only the three realms, almost exhausting Master’s savings and trying to maintain the life of the flying sword, there is a sword embryo, and now it is still weak, so seeing the sword fairy wrapped in the wind and thunder, the young, young The monk was both yearning and jealous, and he couldn’t wait for the man to crash into the mountain and guard the mountain, and to fly the sword on the spot. Maybe the sword at the foot of Jian Xian became his personal object. After all, he was alone. Only, do not reward him, is it not possible to stay in the ancestral hall to eat incense?
The gold line at the end of the sky is becoming more and more visible.
The other side’s sword was broken, and the thunder was rolling. The momentum was so great that it implicated the mountain’s aura of vibration. The six guards’ flying swords were slightly trembling. The original trajectory of the starry movement was actually It started to confuse.
Lv Yunxi whispered: "If you are willing to stop outside the formation, it is okay, and most of them are not revenge."
Everyone nodded.
The old monk holding a cane, try to open his eyes and look far away, want to distinguish the other party's general repair, can you watch the dishes under the dish? I just didn't think about the Jianguang, and I was extremely blind. I felt that my eyes were sore when the monks watched the sea. The old monk almost went straight to tears, and suddenly the old monk quickly turned his head, but don't give it. Jian Xian mistakenly thought it was a provocation. When he chose to kill himself as a chicken and a monkey, he died and he quickly changed into a pair of hands and smashed the mahogany cane. He bent down and bowed his head and said: "The world will have this sharp sword. A few dozen miles away, it is such a dazzling weather, it must be a fairy magic weapon no doubt, help the Lord, or let us open the door to welcome guests, so as not to add a snake, this is a passing sword fairy, the result we are Lushan It happened to open the array, so it was regarded as provocation, and the sword fell down..."
The more timid the old monks, the more timid, the squeaky sounds of mosquitoes and flies, the lesser the ear force, they simply can’t hear.
Lv Yunxuan is a dragon monk, a leader of a country's monks. Of course, he will try his best to ask for good words on both sides. He laughs and laughs: "Hong Shishu, the other party is coming to the mountains, this is the point." Needless to say."
The uncle, who is still unable to look directly at the golden sword light, not to mention the Shaoshan master Lu Zhuan, the Dongfu woman and her high-spirited group.
In the end, only Lu Yunxiao was able to stare at Jianguang.
Lu Yunxuan is like reminding everyone, more like talking to himself: "Come."
The road that reflects the rain and the sky, such as the white scorpion, is closer to Lushan. The more it is the wind, the lesser-known sword fairy who comes from Yu Jian, obviously does not put a guardian array on the eye, no stagnation And hesitant, Jianguang suddenly became more and more bright, this moment, even Lu Yunxiao had to squint, avoiding the smashed sword light that smashed.
A sword broke through the mountain guardian method of both offensive and defensive in Lushan. The knife cuts the tofu in general and straight into the front of the mountain.
The six guardian flying swords that made a great contribution to Lushan were not too late to stop, and it seemed to be fearful of the swords at the foot of Jianxian, swaying and faltering.
The most terrible thing is that after the sword broke open, the golden long line that spread from the sky to Lushan still has not disappeared.
The length of the sword, the prosperity of the sword, is simply shocking.
The wind and rain were wrapped up by one person and one sword. The mountains and the winds were full of works, and the aura was like boiling. All the people in the mountains except the old gods of the Longmen, Lv Yunxi, were mostly unstable, and their breathing was not smooth. Some monks with insufficient realms were even more embarrassed. Retreat, especially the young man who stood outside the ancestral hall with the qualification of sword repair, if he was not secretly pulled by the master, he would fall to the ground.
At this time, Lushan was able to see the honor of the uninvited guest, a green shirt, slender body and young age.
I saw that the man floated to the ground, and the long sword at the foot plunged into the scabbard behind him, in one go, and the clouds flowed.
Chen Ping’s hands clasped his sleeves and slowly moved forward. He blinked his eyes and calmed Lu Yunyan, as well as his eyes, the white clothes of Lu Tingjiao. He smiled and said:
I’m here to visit you, I’m telling you one thing, I’m you. Do you understand the guardian of Zhao Yu, the national costume of the country?
The old monk of the surname of the handcuffed cane has been living in a simple way. He has already accepted his life and handed over the title of ownership. However, he is holding the identity of a master of the uncle, and he honestly enjoys his old age. He simply does not care about things. He nodded and took care of him. My mother can't understand, I will pretend to understand and say.
The woman of Dongfujing, who is well versed in the swordsman's swordsmanship, is dry and dry, and obviously has produced a sense of coziness. The previous "one foreigner can help me" is suffocating and discouraged.
The smug disciple behind her who was "same as a sword repair" with the visitor did not even have the courage to face the enemy.
Lv Yunqi looked up, his heart was a little confused, his face still with a smile. "How do you say this to the sword fairy?"
The two sides are only 20 steps apart.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "You are also interesting when you are in the mountains. If you don't understand, you can understand it. It doesn't matter..."
After a pause, Chen Ping’s eyes crossed the crowd.
Is this your hometown?

Lv Yunzhen’s heart is still weighing, but it is a raging face.
This predecessor, I’m really unreasonable, I haven’t said anything clearly, thinking about pressing people?

Chen Pingan turned his head slightly, and Lu Yunqi’s face was really deceiving. Chen Ping’an was very familiar. The guilty guilt was false. It’s true that the morality is right first. Lu Yunzhen really wants to say but does not need to say the words of export. Shan, under the jurisdiction of Datun, you have to take a good look at it. Today, most of the Baoliangzhou are Daxu Song's maps. If you are a "sword repair", you can be arrogant.
Chen Pingan said to Lu Yunxuan in the official language of Dagu: "I am a big man, so your backing, if it happens to be a big iron ride, it may not work. Of course, believe it or not, and I am with you. The relationship between the courts is actually more general."
Lu listened to banana heart and mother.
Your false and false words, the big gang of grass in your own mountain, you can have a fart of the same enemy, and all the people into the city.
He listened to Lu’s practice in practice, and it was indeed waste. The outside world rumored that it was not a fake. In fact, his father could do nothing about it. However, his ambitions are not long-lived in the mountain, and he is too far away. He can retreat to the next place. When he does not have to fight and kill himself, Lu Tingxiang admits that he is more than enough.
Chen Ping’s next words are very straightforward. The facts are accurate. They are coming in and seeing Lushan. "I am the guardian of Zhao Wei. I will visit Lushan, don’t talk nonsense with you, just ask your father and son. In the future, I don’t want to be a cultivator of Zhao’s martial arts, a beauty of a little girl. You just need to say, yes, or not.

Lu Yunxiao sinks his face.
He has been most annoyed with this straightforward style of work in his life.
Lu Tingjiao is about to talk and swing back and forth. Try to bring back a little truth and face to Lushan.
Unexpectedly, the blue-shirt swordsman has already laughed: "The last time I remind you, your slick words and the so-called truth, what is nothing but you Lu Yun is determined that Zhao Wei is a good talent for the cultivation of the Tao, and Lushan must be treated with courtesy and cultivation. There is no point in thinking. If she really does not want to go to the mountains, she will not force it, and she will not take Wu Shuo’s relatives to ask for help, and take a step back and say that the ladies and gentlemen are good, and Lu Tiaojiao does not have any In fact, I am offended, how can I be convicted, and there is a big stipulation that the mountains can not be arbitrarily opened, or they will be blamed. I know all these smoky things. You are very free, you can consume, I am very busy. So now, just ask Your previous question, answer me yes, or not."
Chen Pingan reached out from the sleeves and rubbed his cheeks. He laughed at himself: "No, this habit of fighting love can't be there, otherwise it would be different from Ma Kuantu."
Chen Ping was quiet for a while.
Nodded, Chen Pingan said: "I understand."
Chen Pingan reached out.
Inside the sheath, the sword is thrown out of the sheath and held in the hand.
An understatement swings a sword forward.
Free to shoot, the sword of the sword that contains the sword, can not be casual.
The Lushan Zu Shi Tang is divided into two.
But it didn't collapse completely.
If you kill a bit of experience, you don’t dare to turn your head.
Only the young birds like Sanjing Young Jianxiu will turn their heads slightly and go to see the result of that sword.
After Chen Ping’s arms were lifted, the sword was taken into the sheath.
At this time, Lu Yunqi seems to perceive what clues, wants to be determined by the risk, so a palm in the big sleeves fretting.
The foothills of the Lushan Mountain were shocked, but it was not the situation where the grand master of the building was out, but the place where the green shirt swordsman was broken. The earth was broken, but the figure was gone.
In the moment when Lu Yunqi wanted to move, Chen Ping’s other hand hidden in the sleeve had already pulled out the square inch.
Twenty steps away.
You are a monk in the mountains, all of them are very arrogant, so swaying, and a purely Wufu, who is almost a life-changing sorcerer, is so close?
Is the body of the Dragon Gate monk so indestructible?
After a loud bang.
Chen Pingan has already stood near the former position of Lv Yunqi, and the leader of the sacred mountain, the leader of the color dressing country, has already flew out like a broken kite, and he bleeds and falls outside the dozens of feet.
As far as Chen Ping’s line of sight is concerned, all of them, including the old monks of Hong’s surname and Lu Tiaojiao, began to retreat.
Chen Pingyi patted the sword, and the first fifteenth of Feijian, who had already been eager to try, plucked out, and two streams of fireflies smashed into the sky, respectively, and they were nailed into the palms of Lu Yunsong, and a mourning was heard.
In Chen Ping’s view, it must have been that the dragon gate monk was used to the wind in the country. It was too long to suffer from such pains.
So will it be similar to saving money?
Chen Pingan looked at Lu Tiaojiao and asked: "You are also one of the Lords, so you can talk about it."
Lu Tingyao’s fear is uneasy:
Since the swordsman’s predecessor is the guardian of Zhao’s, we are the monks of the mountain, no matter who they are, as long as they see Zhao Wei, they must detour!

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "You are definitely not satisfied with the oral administration. I think there are still killers. I am not going to take it out. Nothing. I will wait for you in the color-dressing country, Rouge County for a few days, or come, or write a letter, always give me a sincerity. The answer, otherwise I have to go back to the mountains."
Chen Pingan glanced at the ancestral hall that could be repaired, and his eyes were deep, so that the sword behind the sword was actually whizzing in the sheath. As two dragons echoed, there was a golden brilliance overflowing the scabbard. Such as the flow of water, this scene, eccentric, naturally more shocking.
Chen Pingan took a deep breath and calmed down and said slowly: "Don't delay my practice!"
Chen Pingan turned and walked out, stepping out in a step, the shape of a blue smoke swept out the mountain, one fell, the sword fairy came out of the sheath, and then suddenly pulled up, straight into the sky.
The eyes of the monk of Lushan, the sword fairy did not know what kind of means, a sword attacking the sword, the seven hundred and eight, and the wolf is extremely.
This strange sword broke through the unfamiliar green shirt of the Lushan array, and the sword came and the sword returned.
The sword fairy has gone, and there is still a slap in the face, lingering around the foothills outside the ancestral hall.
The young Toshihiko of Sanjing Jianxiu sat down on the ground and sweated.
The woman in Dongfu’s realm quickly lifted him up. She was also a smug look that had not yet faded, but she still comforted the proud disciple who had high hopes and lowered her voice.
Don’t hurt the sword heart, don’t mess with your heart. Hurry and appease the sword of the life, or you will bump into the road in the future... But if you can get down the panic and tremor, it is a good thing, although the master is not a sword repair, but I heard that the sword repairs the heart. Devil, this is a means of smashing the sword of the life, since ancient times, there is a saying of grinding the sword on the shore of the heart lake..."
The disciple’s eyes are so embarrassing, but for the Master to wake up, this is no embarrassment. Even the vision of Wen’s Feijian’s natal life is not managed. The young Jianxiu quickly rushes to the ancestral hall of the Lushan ancestral hall, meditation, and aura. Try to be as calm as possible.
This is no one cares about the mentoring.
Because everyone is surrounded by the head of Lv Yunyu, Lu Yunxuan's face is bleak as gold foil, but it does not hurt the roots. It is unfortunate fortunate to be able to restore the peak after a few years of care. If it is just getting into the dragon, give it Hit the view back to the sea, and then add the ancestral hall to the second, which means that the intangible numerology, that mountain is really scared and hesitant.
Lu Yunxuan waved: "You all go back first. About today's storm, we will be in the ancestral hall tomorrow... in my smog government."
Everyone has retired and they have their own minds.
Lu Tiaojiao accompanied his father to the Zu Shi Tang, and the guardian of the mountain array still had someone to close, otherwise each musk would cost a small summer money.
The road, with a one-finger wide line, has spread all the time, and then divides the front of the Lushan ancestral hall into two.
Lv Yunxi stopped at the gate of the Zu Shitang and asked: "What do you see?"
Lu Tingxiang shook his head.
Lv Yunqi's tone is dull. "So heavy swords, a sword, there are so many sword marks, how is it done? In general, it is a genuine sword fairy, no doubt, but I always feel that something is wrong, Facts have proved that this person is really not a Jindan sword fairy, but a person who does not talk about the practice that is not usually rational. The skill is a master of martial arts, but the momentum is a sword repair, the specific root, not yet Say, but it’s enough to deal with a mountain that is only a blessing in the country of color clothing. Listening to the banana, since the relationship with the general of the big horse, you succeeded in the early years, so now you have two Choices."
Ma listened to banana and smiled and said: "Please speak clearly."
Lv Yun lived in his heart, coughing constantly, posing his hand, indicating that his son did not have to worry, slowly said: "In fact, it is all gambling, one, the best result of gambling, the horse is one of the big names of the big country, the horse general, willing to accept The money is willing to do things, for us in the early days of the mountain, according to our set of statements, vigorous and vigorous, with the word of the rules, quickly killed the young man, then die a Wu Shuo what, Zhao Wei is your woman We will also have a younger generation who is expected to be Jindandixian. If this is the case, you will go down to the mountain with the surname of Hong. Second, the worst result of gambling, it should not be provoked, We can't afford the hard nails. Let's take care of it. We will send people to Rouge County to give each other a soft and confession. Don't hesitate to pay for it, don't hesitate, both ends of the first mouse, hesitate. It is the biggest taboo."
Lu Tingjiao’s look is bitter.
It’s about the survival of the sects and the incense of our Lu’s ancestral hall. Hey, is it up to you to come up with ideas?

Lu Yunqi shook his head and said: "I can't see the situation now. Just like when you were rejected by me, you can only carry Lushan, and you only bet on the beggars. The result is that the whole mountain is wrong, only You are right, I think that the current chaos is no longer the realm of who is high, and the speech must be useful. So I am willing to believe in your instinct again. The gambling loses all, the gambling wins big. Lose, the incense is cut off If you win, you will become a true friend with General Ma. As for the past, it is just that you borrowed the opportunity and he gave alms. Afterwards, you can take the opportunity to climb the name of the country."
Lu Tingxiang whispered: "If that person is really a big man?"
Lv Yunxiao smiled and said: "How about your own people? We are the uncle of Hong, are you loyal to Lushan and my Ma family? They are yelling at Yuan Cao, the two pillars of the country, and the temperament? The general of the horse is not in the army. A dissatisfied competitor? Killing an unruly 'sword fairy', and taking advantage of this, he is a general in the color-clothing country, and from several ranks of the same number of 'supervisory country' robes , stand out, not the same bet!"
Lv Tingxiang tentatively asked: "Listening to my father's tone is the first choice?"
Lv Yunxiao sighed, his son, in addition to his qualifications and unreasonable monks, another shortcoming is that his mind is too much, too smart, and of course it is a good thing more often. It can be difficult to say at certain moments, you can forge ahead, you can also Judging the situation, but when people are smart, they are often afraid of death and are afraid of taking responsibility. Why did Lu Yunqi sigh with a sigh of relief at the beginning, and he had to break through the borders of the dragons. He was worried that Lu Tingya could not serve the public in the future. Lv’s vein was next to the power of Lushan, such as the woman who had a sword disciple. Or, suddenly, one day, Hong Shishu, who has an interest in power again, is now a lot of new enthusiasm for the guest, and some of them are not fuel-efficient lights. Otherwise, the number of people who appear outside the ancestral hall should be seven or eight. Talent is right.
Lu Yunqi suddenly spit out a bloody, scary, it is actually a good thing.
The heart seems to be a bit wider, and the air in the body is not so stagnate.
Lv Yun suddenly widened his eyes, plunged to the edge of the cliff, staring at it, and saw a pocket-sized flying sword hovering not far below the cliff, a symbol of flamboyant burning.
Lv Yunqi’s lame, and finally began to be in a hurry, it is very likely to be a child echo! Even if it is not, there are thousands of symbols in the world, and most of them are similar functions.
That's really sinister!
Sure enough, the rain curtain outside the landscape method, Jianguang broke.
The old man with a cane who had just walked back to his house, stood in the same place, motionless, to pay tribute.
The woman in Dongfujing finally made the disciples feel stable. As a result, when the thunder and Jianguang returned to Lushan, they found that the young disciples had been breathing heavily, and their faces were stunned by the fists of the two flying swords.
The woman of the sword was biting her teeth, holding the sabre and plundering back to the foothills, thinking about fighting with the man!
If this disciple breaks down the avenue, from then on, the sword will be dusty and there will be no future. Can she really give the horse a hot bed? !
The top of Mount Lushan.
The young man in the green shirt once again fell behind the mountain, and after a shot of the sword, the flying sword that secretly hid outside the cliff was swept back to the gourd.
This time, the long sword was too lazy to return to the sheath, slowly raised the position, and finally hovered over Chen Ping's side, just to easily hold it, the sword pointed directly to Lu Yunxiao before the Zu Shitang.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Is General Ma? Isn’t I going to visit with my father and son?"
The double sleeves swayed, the words were quite pleasing, but the momentum was not light, especially the tip of the sword. There was a golden sword that condensed a waterdrop, dripping on the ground, spreading rapidly, and the glow was dazzling.
Did not come to remember the previous sentence "Do not delay my practice", Lu listened to a soft leg.
Lv Yunqi hands clenched his fists and smashed his fists. "Sword fairy predecessors, we admit defeat, and we are sincerely convinced! If the predecessors don't believe, I can go to the ancestral hall with three drops of heart, ignite the three musk scent, and poison the sky in the name of the ancestral ancestors. oath."
Chen Pingan was silent for a moment and finally said, "There must be a ancestral hall to burn incense?"
Lu Yunqi has been so scared for the first time since he was in the five realms.
The ancestral hall can never be a dispensable existence, it is the half life of all the ancestral homes!
Lu Tingjiao is even more uncertain, trying to break the current dead.
Chen Pingan suddenly stared at Lv Yunxi and asked: "A horse is listening to a life of banana, and the survival of the temple of the Songshan, which one do you choose?"
Lv Tingxiang’s heart burned like a burnt, squatting on the ground, tears in his face, asking for mercy: "Hey, this is a vicious divorce! Don't listen to it easily..."
Lv Yunxi and Chen Pingyi looked at each other and did not go to see their son. They slowly raised their hands.
The action is so obvious, naturally it will not be a broken can of the jar, so that the sword fairy tears the skin.
Lu Tingjiao's heart-threatening giant earthquake, a tumbling, madly rushing backwards, trying to escape, the piece of the reed robes helped a lot, fast, not losing a view of the sea monk.
Even if the chance of escaping from birth is extremely small, the horse can't wait for it, and it is still outside the ancestral hall, killing his father alive.
His father’s ambition is that he will not know when he is a son. He will really kill him by big things, and he will spend the most difficult time.
In addition, the horse listened to the banana heart and saved a trace of luck. As long as he escaped the vision of the sword fairy, his father Lu Yunxiao might lose the chance to shoot. When it was time to turn his heart to the hot father, to face a sword fairy. Calculated after the fall.
Chen Pingan squinted at Lu Tiaojiao, who had been locked in the air machine by Lu Yunqi, and said with no expression: "Lv Yunxi, go to the ancestral hall to burn incense, this matter has been revealed. The person who cultivated the Tao, still has to talk about Yindefu It’s more in the heart.

Lv Yunxi hurriedly shrunk his hands, turned around, strode to the ancestral hall, endured his heart and sorrow, removed the landscape and confronted those spiritual cards and hanging figures, dripping out three kinds of blood, silently igniting the secrets of the three secrets, to rumor Poor Bi left Huang Quan's fairy secret technique, acting on the appointment, paying homage to the ancestors, holding the fragrance, and swearing a poisonous oath.
When the woman in the cave came to the foothills.
Just in the ear is the swearing of the ancestral hall of the Lushan Mountain.
Her eyes, it is to see the head of the green jade, the waist and the gourd of the green shirt sword fairy, the mountains and rain bursts, boasting young hair and sleeves fluttering.
The man plunged backwards and gently stepped on the sword-like fairy under the shadow of the shadow. A golden light was drawn, and a large circle was drawn in the empty space of Lushan, going south.
For example, the ancient immortal wrote a large circle in the world.
Not only is this woman swaying, but almost all of the monks of Mount Lushan have a similar thought and stir.
The position of the sword fairy can't be added.
However, in the distance, one person and one sword quickly broke through the entire rain curtain and thick clouds, and suddenly the sky was bright and the sky was high.
Chen Ping’s posture changed from a standing posture to a strangely suspended posture, and the sword fairy also had air-powered traction, so it was able to sit still, but it was not the kind of mind that swords and swords were connected. The legendary sword fairy seemed to
hook the hole in the sky
. Realm.
It is a new boxing pile of Lushan Spectrum, sitting on a pile, called a corpse.
Because of the boxing record, the ancient gods squatted like a corpse.
Chen Pingan can "Yu Jian" travel far away, in fact, it is only standing in the sword fairy, to suffer from the hurricane, in addition to the body is extremely tough, but also thanks to this mountainless pile.
Cui Cheng once said that the boxing pile is dead, not too high-spirited. If you look at the state of mind of the boxers, can you give birth to the spirits and raise the momentum, an ordinary entry boxing pier, or you can go straight to the end of the martial arts.
Under the big sun.
The green shirt swordsman sits in the sword fairy, the man and the sword, the sword and the heart, clear and bright.