Chapter 777: requite

Wu Shuangjiang was trapped in the overlapping worlds, and no longer saw the four figures. Instead, he put away the majestic fascination that was enough to open the world, and enjoyed the first layer of mustard world as the fundamental thing.
Outside, there is the smell of the Soshan map, Wu Shuangjiang is not in a hurry, he can fly across the sky and walk freely, and he can cross a star in the small world, and his body is surrounded, because he is the only object to be defeated, a breath , A move, will collide with Xiaotiandi, especially when Wu Shuangjiang walks every time, such as rolling rivers hitting the pillars in the water, arousing a burst of dazzling seven colors of glazed glass, Ambilight, extremely dazzling, behind him as if Dragging out an extremely slender, yet cohesive, long line makes Wu Shuangjiang feel like a far across the galaxy.
Walking in the court is like a morale trainer who has just entered the secular Qin Tianjian. He has to do four introductory lessons: dim seeing, fainting, hajj and Danzhong.
Then Wu Shuangjiang came to hover in the void between Dou and Niu and took a step back. Looking back, the long lines, like the trajectories of life, lasted for a long time. Is it a manifestation of a causal line? Wu Shuangjiang felt a little fresh and left it alone, looking forward to the other party's pulling the thread, and hoped that it would not be a means of thunder and rain.
After Wu Shuangjiang hands down, he smiles with his head down and said, "Mr. Cui, who said that he was bullying the bullfight, why is Jianguang?"
For Haoran characters, Wu Shuangjiang is really interested in only two, Su Zi and Xiu Hu.
Wu Shuangjiang sincerely appreciated the words of the former, so he and Lu Shen stood outside the Daxuandu Temple, and even in the face of the child in the tiger's hat, Wu Shuangjiang still admired Suzi. As for the latter, it's not admiration for bullying the master and destroying the ancestors, or the three splendid things, but Cui Ying's choice, and the centuries-old foreshadowing of that choice, which made Wu Shuangjiang very interesting. It can never be done. Since it is so, it deserves its respect.
Wu Shuangjiang seldom thinks he can do anything. He can't write Su Zihao's heroic words. He can count the two worlds in only a hundred years. Playing with applause is not as good as Cui Ying.
Therefore, Mr. Cui said that Wu Shuangjiang is really not a polite word.
In fact, Wu Shuangjiang no longer needs to speak politely with anyone, neither with Xuan Du Guan Sun Huaizhong, nor with Bai Yu Jing Lu Shen.
A young boy in white who returned to this place appeared very far below. Even if Wu Shuangjiang was a realm and exhausted his eyes, he could only see the mustard figure, but the young man’s voice was not small, "You Please, don’t see me!"
Wu Shuangjiang smiled. Shouldn't he be a virtue when he embroidered a tiger? I remember once hiding my identity and watching the Three Religions arguing far away. The young scholar standing behind the old show talent looked at the book full of gas, his temperament was very stable, and there was a bit of natural suspiciousness. At that time, Wu Shuangjiang felt that this person was good, as expected, and soon after that, there was the Baidi City Caiyun Bureau.
Wu Shuangjiang said to himself, "Yes, I am a guest, the person I saw, and half an embroidered tiger, I have to have a meeting ceremony."
I saw that the year-old New Year's Palace raised a palm and laughed at the word "Qijian". First, a white light appeared from the second word, then stretched into a long line of sword light, and finally became a Look closely, a slightly notched long sword.
The long sword style, except for more than two hundred extremely subtle blade gaps, is also the same as that of Bai Yujing's samurai sword and one of the four fairy swords.
Wu Shuangjiang said again: "Fall the sword."
A straight line fell.
That magnificent sword light went straight from the bullfighting stars to the earth from the sky.
The young man in white stood on the spot, his sleeves swelled up, and twelve sword lights appeared in his sleeves as a gift to the heavenly guest.
Twelve sword lights, each drawing a slightly curved line, do not compete with the "Dao Zang" imitation sword, the big deal is to separate each one.
Moreover, it may not be able to escape that sword.
Heavenly swords shine like mountains, and Cui Dongshan whispers, his mother, she can't hide, Wu Shuangjiang's shameless shame, not Jianxiu, even playing sword.
An incarnation of Cui Dongshan's fusi, smashed on the spot, no suspense.
The afterglow of Jianguang was only limited by the strange rules of heaven and earth, and it failed to be a straight line through the small sky of the star map, but it constantly appeared suddenly among the major stars, folded again and again, suddenly disappeared again and again, and suddenly appeared again and again. The sword light kept on shining in the sky and earth. Wu Shuangjiang didn't look at the twelve flying swords. After getting close, without exception, hovering a few feet outside Wu Shuangjiang, Wu Shuangjiang reached out and grabbed all the flying swords of different sizes to the size of mustard. , All clenched in the palm of your hand, instantly crushed into powder, these imaginary objects have no real meaning, and they are not eligible to be copied by him.
Wu Shuangjiang shook his sleeves, and the imitation sword with infinite sense of Dao disappeared into his sleeves.
Cui Dongshan appeared in the seventh place in the south, the seventh place in the south, at the tail of the suzaku, just turned into Wu Shuangjiang, and with a finger symbol, wrote "Sui Chu Gong Wu Shuangjiang" in the palm of his hand, flipping the palm, one The string of text immediately melted like snow and merged into the foot of the foot, and then a giant water worm emerged, slowly swaying, and above the water worm, a burly giant with a black belt sword and five people appeared. The women in yellow standing on a car, each picking up a word in "Sui Jiangong Wu Shuang Jiang".
Wu Shuangjiang smiled dumbfounded. Mr. Cui, the real accountant is more profitable than these young guys. He is taking advantage everywhere. Is he trying to take advantage of the time and place to fight against people? The less is accumulated, the more is shared with the other three, and in the end, there is no death without a fight, can you still win the game at a certain moment? It was a good abacus. But whether one can make a wish depends on one's mood. These young people really want to dare to do what they want in exchange for injury with a fourteen realm.
The four spirits of the sky are square.
Twenty-eight constellations in the Nine Palaces of the Four Palaces, surrounded by the five stars and the sun and the moon
Avenue grinding ants.
In addition to the small movements over there, there is another great vision.
The heavens and the earth close together, and each of the twenty-eight stars will have their gods sitting there, just like a spectator spreading a star chart on the book case, and re-rolling the scroll.
It is necessary to kill Wu Shuangjiang on this basis.
Wu Shuangjiang just pointed to the stars that were not far away, and asked with a smile: "The general book records are all wall water, but according to the ferry Zhang Fuzi, it is wall water, which one is true?"
Cui Dongshan became a heavenly god, bowing his head and bending down, his eyes like the sun and the moon, and the two white big sleeves, entrenched in the countless dragons of the genus Jiaolong, all of them were squirming like a dragon, Cui Dongshan’s This fascinator looks down on Wu Shuangjiang, the tone of ordinary gossip, but it sounds like thunder, as if the gods of the thunder department tried their best to beat the drum, but the content of the words is very Cui Dongshan, "You ask your father, who asked him to go?"
Wu Shuangjiang raised his head and said, "Mr. Cui will be so disturbed again, I will be disappointed with the embroidered tiger."
Cui Dongshan photographed with a palm.
Wu Shuangjiang shook his head and shook his sleeves, roughly appreciating the mystery of the star chart, and felt that there was no need to stay here. Go to the Soshan array outside to see.
So he put out four swords, wrapped around him, four long swords, pointed at the four directions respectively.
Dao Zang, Tai Bai, Wan Fa, naive.
Although they are four imitation swords, fighting with the second eldest son, Sun Huaizhong or Bai Ye, Longhu Mountain Great Master, and Ning Yao, the swords of the four true fairy sword masters, the sword meaning is still somewhat disparate, may be able to Among those who made such a feat, only Wu Shuangjiang was the only one in the world, not to mention that the sword spirit that filled the world was not fake.
It is like the "Next Class Authentic" of the world once again the fairy swords gathered together, it is spectacular.
Wu Shuangjiang just pointed a finger, and then pierced that Cui Dongshan's law.
The four swords flashed away.
The world of mustard seeds is sparse.
The young man in white didn't even have a chance to take back a damaged picture, or from the beginning, Cui Dongshan didn't actually think about taking it back.
Come to the second small world.
It's that Jiang Shangzhen's soshan map is very plain.
It is not the same as those of the most widely-seen maps in the world. This volume is very plain. God captured the objects of the search in the mountains. Most of them are people's appearances. Among them, there are many graceful women with beautiful flowers, but those people. The who wears the golden ring on his hand looks very fierce, not human.
When Wu Shuangjiang came into this Soshan formation, in a small world of Soshan maps, no matter whether the enemy or the enemy, there was no dispute between them, and they all fought away from the top of the mountain, swarming away, showing their magical powers, tens of thousands of tricks, Crazy smashed Wu Shuang one person.
Wu Shuangjiang's thoughts moved slightly, and the four imitation swords went away instantly, hovering in the four corners of the world, pointed by the tips of the four swords, the sword light bloomed, just like the four pillars of heaven and earth stood up in the four corners of the world.
Then he twisted out two rungs and gently lost it, and a fox and white fur woman appeared next to her, full of vigor, stepped on a pair of flying clouds, black silk texture, plain silk embroidered cloud, dyed with spices, fragrance misty feet In between, she walked long, like a fairy with a white cloud under her feet, and a soaring light body. She just walked between the clouds, and there were white clouds billowing, and the world was filled with strange fragrance.
There is another handsome young man with a beautiful face, a yellow belt around his waist, and a wat pouch hanging. The young man just stretched his hand to hold the belt, and countless of the mountain spirit ghosts and ghosts of the Soshan, and the ghosts and ghosts, returned to the mountain on their own. When the young man stretched out his hand and took out the jade wat from the sac, he threw it into the air. He started to halt again, and eventually retreated slowly.
Wu Shuangjiang looked left and right, and looked at the young girl next to a pair of fairy couples, and smiled slightly.
On the side of a naive imitation sword, a young man in white standing no more than ten miles away, nodded, slightly relieved, "I have to remind the maid of honor, don't let out the sword easily."
A sneaky monster sneaking over here nodded vigorously, "It's really hard to tangle. It's much more worrying than fighting with Pei Min and fighting with Wu Gong."
The imitation sword flashed with sword light, the young boy in white was cut off by the waist, and the little monster was cut off his head.
As a result, the boy in white jumped on his legs and his body was stitched, and the little monster waved his hand and put his head back on his shoulder.
Wu Shuangjiang was slightly surprised. It wasn't Cui Dongshan's method. Fu Gian was refreshing. But Jiang Shangzhen is real, but how can he be unscathed with genuine imagination?
Wu Shuangjiang thought about it and smiled, "Don't hide, no one is idle."
After the words are settled.
In three small worlds.
In the small cage in the cage, Ning Yao saw Chen Pingan with a sword in his shirt and his eyebrows flying.
In an impossible place, Chen Ping'an, who was holding his breath with his sword in his knees, opened his eyes and saw a Ning Yao.
In front of Jiang Shangzhen, there was an extra weak and weak girl.
Only Cui Dongshan was there, and there were no more people beside him.
Wu Shuangjiang laughed and said: "Good embroidered tiger, really not disappointing!"
Inside the inn.
The white-haired boy looked dull and stood on the bench.
I thought Ning Yao was in the ascendant state. At least in seven or eighty years, with Ning Yao hiding in the fifth world, there is no hidden danger. Even the next time the door is reopened, several worlds can go, even if traveling monks is no longer bounded by the realm, it’s a big deal, go to Ning Yao or Chen Ping’an, and go to the Chinese Temple of Literature to hide for a few years, how can you avoid it? After Wu Shuangjiang.
Unexpectedly, Ning Yao would bring himself to the world of Haoran, secondly, Wu Shuangjiang had already entered the 14th realm, and third, he never thought that he would actually cross a world, and he was waiting for this ferry. Myself.
Ridiculously speaking, there are only monks who fear the demon in the world. How can the demon fear the practice of morale?
The only exception is Wu Shuangjiang.
He was at the bottleneck of Na Yuan’s infant realm, and deliberately created a heart demon for her. After Wu Shuangjiang entered the Yupu Realm smoothly, she will be detained by him in the heart for thousands of years. Refining with mysterious techniques was eventually used by Wu Shuangjiang as an opportunity to enter the 14th realm.
Wu Shuangjiang's infatuation is true, even cruelty is true. In the Qingming world, Wu Shuangjiang's paranoia is almost as high as his Dao.
Therefore, it will work hard to find an opportunity to leave the heart cage, and finally follow the Daxuanduguan Taoist, and swim together to the vast world of Luju, Beiju. Then, according to a certain agreement, he will be free, and he will be unstable. I just found a place to stay, that is, the jail controlled by the old deaf children of the Jianqi Great Wall. It seems to be detained. In fact, for it, it is an extremely valuable free world. At least the life is worry-free. The hand of Wu Shuangjiang is not as good as life. In prison, he can scold the old deaf child, and when he is so frustrated, he takes the initiative to receive a few swords from the prison officer, chats with the little girl, and occasionally chats with Xiao Su Have some fun and tease the demon clan monks who are in a more miserable situation than themselves. In particular, it can follow the gaps in the mood gaps of the demon clan, and it seems like traveling, enjoying the scenery, and seeing the great rivers and mountains in the wild world with their vision, and casually checking countless situations and anecdotes, it is a pleasure.
"Don't be afraid."
Pei Qian took a sip of glutinous rice wine and touched the head of the millet grain around him, and said softly: "It's okay to be scared, go drunk and fall asleep. When you wake up, you can see the master and the maid."
Zhou Mili raised his hands, wiped his face indiscriminately, and nodded vigorously. He held up the white bowl with both hands and sipped it. Unfortunately, the wine bowl was too small, and a pot of wine appeared too much. It took a lot of effort to finish a pot of glutinous rice wine. . If you can't help, don't mess up. This is the first essence of Zhou Migu walking rivers and lakes.
Pei Qian handed over his own pot of wine again, and Xiaomi continued to drink from one bowl to another.
The white-haired boy glanced at the scene, and he laughed dumbly, but how bitter the smile was. He sat on the bench and was about to speak, saying that Wu Shuangjiang was so powerful.
Pei Qian immediately cast a line of sight, and the white-haired boy knew instantly that he was a little guilty, so he held his temper and shut up.
When the little girl in black hiccups and lay on the table, she fell asleep.
Baifa Tongzi sighed, "Ning Yao and Chen Ping'an, I know the details, it is very powerful, but there is no chance of winning a bit against that person. It's not that I am alarmist. It really doesn't have any chance of winning. So Chen Ping'an didn't hand me over, your Master is so stupid."
It reached out and grabbed a pot of osmanthus, poured a sip of wine on his head, wiped his mouth, sighed for a long time, and slowly said: "I'm just that... young man's demon, the realm is fair, soar to the realm, anyway You can see all of this. But my heart demon is very miserable, and I am not a Confucian sage, otherwise I will be able to produce eight life words, bad luck, and bad luck! To thousands of heart demons It’s a shame. Alas, the ancestors of the hermit officials blamed their hilltops for their names. It’s too random to obtain them. If they are replaced with some proud mountains, it’s estimated that I’m bullying that person.

When it comes to sadness, the only thing to drink is boring.
It never dared to call Wu Shuangjiang directly. Not only is that taboo about the landscape, but also a kind of fear from the heart, it can be seen that this head of the heavenly demon is really afraid of the year-old palace master.
Pei Qian suddenly realized that since it was that person's heart, was that person looking for debts to come to the door?
Regarding the New Year's Eve, after the end of a war in Jinjiazhou, Yu Rongfu said that Pei Qian should only listen to it as a story, just like listening to heavenly books.
It's just that I didn't expect that the palace master would come out of the book, but also face the Master's life and death.
It's just that the man has stripped off his demons, and logically speaking, it's like cutting off the three corpses. Why do you have to take the pole to take back the demons?
Pei Qian fixed his eyes on this demon.
"Little girl, do you think I will be your master's winner? Is it too naive? Your master has never told you that truth and absolutes are a pair of life and death enemies. Are they close to each other?"
He pointed his finger at him and smiled bitterly: "To tell the truth, believe it or not, the man's ability, when I fled the New Year's Eve in the early years, it was only 70% or 80%, and it was all in the minutiae, his The housekeeping skills, especially the killer skill at the bottom of the box, have long been refined by him. Besides, the celestial demon, except in the heaven and earth that is like a fish, after leaving the monk's heart, is inevitably discounted by the law. Let me go bully The state is not high, such as the Yupu realm monk, it is very simple, making waves
, Can be casually killed by me. But to say that a Taoist tenacious spirit is troublesome, as for the ascension? To make an analogy, do you think Huolong will open your heart and open the door to welcome guests? Do I dare to go? Of course not. Therefore, it was a wise move for Chen Pingping to not touch me at all. "
It didn't say anything. In Chen Ping's state of mind, in fact, it had already suffered, and it was pulled and chatted by a certain "Chen Ping An", which was equivalent to listening to the truth of the time for many years.
It looked at the little girl in black who was sleeping, and then looked at Pei Qian. It smiled, and finished a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus, and took only one pot from the table. "But thank you both Little girl, even if this storm is caused by me, you are just a natural resentment to some people, but there is no hate, which is surprising. Chen Ping's family style is very good."
Pei Qian can see through people's hearts, and it can do the same as an ascendant celestial demon.
It asked: "Do you know why I am willing to follow Chen Ping'an?"
Pei Qian nodded and said, "I will definitely do what my master promised."
It nodded and shook his head, "You are only half right."
The other half is, in its view, the young hermit of the Jianqi Great Wall, it is too much like a person. Let it be both worried and reassuring.
The young hidden official is like Wu Shuangjiang, very similar, so similar! In the choice of many things, Chen Ping'an is simply a young age Wu Shuangjiang.
Learning that the millet grain was lying on the table, the white-haired boy raised his hands, and his fingers were like hooks, like two combs, scratching his head once, stroking his hair, and said to himself: "Hide and hide, but escape and escape. What should I do?"
Pei Qian said: "When it doesn't seem to do anything, just wait and see."
"Right."
He smiled, raised his head, and asked, "When you pass the Upside Down Mountain, just like your master's earlier, they lived in that stork's inn?"
Pei Qian nodded.
It glanced at Pei Qian's eyes, a little puzzled, "You little girl, there's nothing weird there?"
Pei Qian shook his head. "Before I went to the inn, Brother Xiao reminded me not to stare at anyone."
He lay on the table again, spread his hands, gently wiped and wiped the table, and said: "The shopkeeper who looked at the young face is actually a guardian of the New Year's Palace. He only knows the surname Bai and no name. , Anyway, he was called a little white, fighting thieves fiercely, don’t look smirking, and have peace with everyone, start a fire, the temperament is greater than the sky, when he was in my hometown in his early years, he once put a different school The old patriarch of Xianren Realm unscrewed his head and threw him to heaven and earth, and no one could persuade him. The group of people who followed him, all of them were not simple, all came to me, so I could catch me back and ask for credit .. I guess before the Jianqi Great Wall and the Hanging Mountain soared together, Xiaobai must have found Chen Ping'an, and they didn't talk at the time. Otherwise, he didn't need to go to the world."
In the Hanging Mountain, the Stork Inn opened for two or three hundred years. The young shopkeeper is the guardian of the New Year’s Palace. The real name is unknown. The nickname is very nicknamed and very perfunctory. It is called "Little White".
The remaining four people all traveled to a foreign land in a singular manner, but they had already returned to their hometown of Zongmen after following the upside down mountain.
The dragon Zhang Yuanbo in the cave, and Jun Yuhang on the mountain are all fairy people. The girl who changed her name to the window grille and the woman named Nian Chun Tiao in the inn were all jade.
Before the rise of Wu Shuangjiang, the Year-Old Palace in Qingming World was only a second-rate Xianjia sect, not to mention Daxuanduguan, which is a first-class Taoist force like Xianzhang Mountain. The law can make the New Year's Eve Palace disappear instantly.
Therefore, Wu Shuangjiang was completely a single person, and turned the New Year’s Palace into a top-level gate comparable to Daxuanduguan. During the period, there were countless grudges and grudges, and the dangerous situation. No matter the personnel, Wu Shuangjiang was eventually beaten one by one. killed.
What's more, Wu Shuangjiang's preaching and teaching are even better. Within the age of the palace, all the monks who went to the Five Realms were the result of his hand in hand.
Zhang Yuanbo's dragon-raising technique, Yu Lian's magical skills in mountain refining, the sword technique of Yu Lian's companion Linghu Cuilian, her daughter-in-law Wu Chi of the No. lamp candle, her shaking the sky drum, burning candles all over the light, and drumming The expulsion of the ghosts of epidemics is the undisclosed secret of the New Year Palace.
Not only are these
patriarchs
who are seniors and seniors in addition to the palace, almost all his descendants and disciples, Wu Shuangjiang is willing to preach the law, and everything must be personal and patient.
It's no wonder that the whole year-old palace is up and down, and Wu Shuangjiang is sent to the heart.
In the world of Qingming, the monks of Zongmen, from top to bottom, dare to act from the heart to the Bai Yujing, they only disagree with Bai Yujing, only Sun Huaizhong's Xuan Duguan, Wu Shuangjiang's year-old palace.
One is to go down the mountain to practice. If a certain white jade Jing Taoist priest is overcast and returns to his Taoist temple, it is necessary to celebrate with firecrackers.
One is that as long as there is a conflict with Bai Yujing Taoist priest on the way, he will spare no effort to distinguish between life and death, or one side interrupts the Changsheng Bridge. Anyway, a long-life lamp in the hands of the palace, the dragon Zhang Yuanbo in the cave, died once, and the monk on the mountain Junyu Zhang even died twice. It is reasonable to say that it is extremely difficult to enter the five realms, but it is not a problem to have Wu Shuangjiang in it. After practicing, he has been re-started. The New Year Palace has tilted countless treasures of heaven and earth to them, and Wu Shuangjiang has personally checked and directed Maze, still on the way to practice.
The fairy sword of Daxuanduguan is regarded as the best group to fight in Qingming world.
Those who practice monasticism at the New Year's Palace are recognized as the heaviest and the most ruthless because they don't cherish their lives.
A rogue in the market, especially the stunned youth of a young age, who likes to act with enthusiasm and knows the truth, as long as he is given a knife, he does not have to be bold and courageous with wine. There was a hack in the middle, without regard to the consequences. Therefore, there is a "teenage den" in the mountain.
After drinking the two pots of Osmanthus fragrans from Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao, it began to nibble on the seeds and asked casually, "A man, what is it like to learn? Isn't it great?"
Pei Qian nodded without hesitation. Of course very powerful. Because his master is like this.
It asked again: "If there is a person, what is it to learn?"
Pei Qian thought, "It's terrible."
Pei Qian immediately said: "In this way, it is easy to fight with people on the road to practice?"
It’s not a big problem to learn what it looks like, but once you have learned what it is, it’s too taboo to practice. For example, the unsecured secret of the ancestral hall of other ancestors, or the magical power of Jianxiufeijian?
It rolled its eyes. "It's okay to squeeze the nose to recognize the planting. Fortunately, the well water doesn't violate the river water. If you go different ways, he will change the way to compensate a bit, but it depends on his mood, how to calculate the account, how to make up, He has the final say, others can only accept. As for those who do not believe in evil, they must die with his wrist to the end, they are all dead. Bai Yujing five cities on the twelfth floor, two of them in history, he was given by him The one who pulls the horse off, one depends on strength, Taoism, one calculation, and Taoism. So... he has a very bad relationship with Bai Yujing Dao."
It added a tone and added a sentence, "Extremely poor. The two sides are just not the kind of life-and-death enemies who live and die. As long as they meet on the road, they will definitely do one."
Pei Qian asked curiously: "Why are you so afraid of him?"
It reached out and said, "Grinse again."
Pei Qian took a jug of wine from the objects in close proximity, placed it on the table, and pushed it over.
It drank in one sip and sighed, "It's still not bold enough to say anything."
Pei Qian said: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say."
It said with emotion: "Chen Pingan taught you very well."
A person's gas is turbid, in fact, it depends on whether there is a forgiveness.
Pei Qian smiled and said, "Ok. Master has taught 10%, but I only learned 20% or 30%."
Suddenly it clapped on the table, annoyed: "Why are you talking to me, little girl?"
Pei Qian stretched out his hand and pressed on the table, so as not to wake up Xiaomi Gu.
It regretfully apologized to Pei Qian: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the true feelings revealed, and one couldn't hold back."
Pei Qian didn't have a reason to say: "In the future, you can go to the Cao Tou shop in Longlong Alley, there is an old senior who should be able to talk to you.
The white-haired boy looked suspiciously, "Which senior? Feishengjing? And Jianxiu?"
Luo Po Mountain is very okay, plus Ning Yao, plus himself and this old predecessor, three soaring! In the future, wouldn’t we be able to walk with crabs every day in the vast world?
Pei Qian shook his head and said: "Dragon Gate Realm."
Baifa Tongzi yelled, "What the hell, Longmen Realm? I can't afford to lose this face!"
Pei Qian stopped talking.
The white-haired boy suddenly folded his hands, his face was serious, and said to himself: "Tongyan is unscrupulous, and childish is unscrupulous. Borrow your good words, borrow your good words. You must be able to go to Luobi Mountain and pay a visit to that. The Dragon Fairy Old Fairy on Dragon Lane."
Pei Qian suddenly stared at the celestial demon described by the white-haired boy, and said softly: "It can only live in the hearts of others and live into another one. It must be very hard."
The white-haired boy was stunned, sitting cross-legged and nibbling on the seeds, while smiling hippy: "The little girl is so old, but she doesn't know anything about it. Speaking of this, it's light and flirty, but it can't comfort people."
Pei Qian snorted, without refuting, lying on the table, hands folded, pointed chin resting on his arm.
The white-haired boy glanced at the young woman’s maruko bun, "All the empathy, every sorrow and joy, is not easy, so you don’t want to learn from your master, and Chen Ping’an doesn’t want that. Otherwise, you just wait. Look, practiced the sword, practiced, and one day the mind and the devil will be together in your heart, as big as Xumi Mountain, blocked on the road, making you miserable, and then you will know what is'hard work'. At that time, there was a young man named Yulan who was a fool and a blessing. He wanted to think more and didn’t know how to think. There was also a kid named Du Shanyin who lived very self-carefully. The goodness of the mother, the vision, the good things are mine, everything is mine, the valuable things, as long as you can, the guy would rather break it than give it to others, there is nothing in the heart, the road to practice, this Instead, the two kinds of people go a little bit easier."
Afterwards, there were no words.
Xiaomi was sleeping soundly, Pei Qian was lying in a daze, and the white-haired boy was sitting there boring. He folded his hands from time to time, raised his head high above the head, and thought about it. It is estimated that all the gods that could be asked were asked again.
At last it sighed and glanced at the night outside the window, gray, as if there was no end.
That Wu Shuangjiang, for it and her once, for both parties, is a doomed destiny.
At that time, Wu Shuangjiang did one thing first, and the devil was her, and she was the demon. It was like Wu Shuangjiang had set the entire framework and all the rules early.
To this end, Wu Shuangjiang has carefully prepared for more than 100 years.
How does Wu Shuangjiang crack the demon?
It is to become the "demand" of "her".
At that time, in the eyes of the ancestors of the New Year Palace, Wu Shuangjiang spent a hundred years in the bottleneck of Yuanying. Others were puzzled. Why Wu Shuangjiang's outstanding monastic qualifications will stay in Yuanying for so long.
No one can imagine, in fact, long ago, Wu Shuangjiang arranged for himself a road to the Ascension Realm, and even how to enter the 14th Realm, seems to have been prepared.
Just like a person, born to know it.
But whether she or the celestial demon is better than anyone else, Wu Shuangjiang is not born to know. This man who is usually silent, always gives people a stupid impression, at most a calm impression, just likes to think more.
The white-haired boy had a headache. When he thought of Wu Shuangjiang, he had a headache, and he held his head with both hands.
Pei Qian recovered, and handed over a pot of wine again. He drank half a pot of wine at a stretch. He glanced at a small bag in the corner of his eyes, jumped up, and bent down to take it in his hands. He never stood up before thinking of Pei Qian. , And gently pressed the half bag of dried fish. This trip to travel far away, there are a lot of millet seeds, not much dried fish.
He had to catch a few dried fish, then sat back in his place, threw it into his mouth and squeaked crisply. One dried fish and a sip of wine, murmured: "When I was a child, every time I lost my key, I broke a bowl and fell. After a curse, I thought it was a big thing."
Pei Qian didn't understand why it said that, but the white-haired boy rubbed his eyes hard, and he suddenly burst into tears in his face, complaining to himself with tears: "I'm still a child, or a child, why? To bully a 14-year-old monk, there is no such truth in the world. The ancestor of the hidden official, the martial arts, the world is invincible, kill him, and kill the sad bastard!
Pei Qian rubbed his eyebrows, took advantage of Master's absence, and took a pot of wine for himself, poured it into a bowl, and sipped his wine.
The white-haired boy wiped his tears and still sobbed, "The child eats and hurts and yells. What about adults..."
Speaking of which, it calmed his face and muttered: "Life is like drinking booze alone."
Pei Qian asked: "Is it possible to ask, is it true that Wu Gong's death is gone, you?"
He hesitated for a moment, but nodded. His eyes were a little glorious, and he said something that was difficult for others to empathize with. "You don't want to."
Before it met Wu Shuangjiang, it hoped to be able to regain its freedom and have no worries about life and death. After meeting Wu Shuangjiang, she only hoped that she would be relieved and would not be detained in his heart, but she did not want Wu Shuangjiang to die like this, because she had always hoped that there would be a man in the world and live alive.
Pei Qian raised the wine bowl and passed it to the other side. The white-haired boy raised the jug and bumped it gently, drinking separately.
Unhappy in life, dissipated with wine, bored.
It asked tentatively: "We are both best friends, two more fish?"
Pei Qian smiled slightly and directly put the bag of dried fish into his sleeve.
It stretched out its thumbs and exclaimed aloud: "It is indeed the great disciple of the ancestor of the hermit, who has the guts to make a true biography!"
Pei Qian said a fair word: "Just your stubborn kung fu, just relying on your loud voice, you can't eat melon seeds in my home."
After thinking for a while, he began to make a pious wish and cut the railroad: "As long as I can go to Luobei Mountain, I will go to the shop of Long Lane to fight the old fairy of the Dragon Gate Realm!"
In the city of appearance, the middle-aged scribe who is the owner of the night ship, because the entry city has been isolated from the world, and even he can no longer continue to watch the battle, he turned out a booklet, Bao Guanghuan Ran, Jin Yu Shu Die, spread out After that, one page is the end of the record of Xuanduguan Sun Huaizhong, and the neighbor's page is the opening chapter of the year of the palace.
On the night boat, today's battle is well-known.
A fourteen realm, a soaring realm, two fighting powers that must not be regarded by the realm of the realm, plus a ten-martial warrior in the jade Pu realm.
If another celestial demon joins the battlefield, no matter which camp it chooses, there will be one more flying ascendant.
Once Pei Qian followed him again, maybe there would be an additional...Stop Martial Artist?
The middle-aged scribes laughed, "It's a good fight, but it's because of our ferry. Otherwise, at least half of the continents and rivers will suffer. Is there a merit in the ferry over there?"
The criminal officer was silent.
The middle-aged scribe asked with a smile: "If Wu Shuangjiang is always in a state of ascension, how much chance do you have?"
The officer said: "If he didn't break through, he can only say that he has a chance to change his life. When he enters the fourteenth realm, and then he will come to the fore, so I can't talk about the odds of winning."
The middle-aged scribe shook his head and said: "So no one should choose Wu Shuangjiang as an opponent."
He dared to assert that as long as Chen Ping'an annoyed Wu Shuangjiang, the other party would surely resume his fourteen realms.
This person Wu Shuangjiang, in his hometown, even Bai Yujing and Dao Er dare dare to provoke, came to Haoran world, will not take the rules of the Confucian Temple too seriously.
It is said that Dazhang Jiao has privately established a "household rule" with the younger brother. Within a hundred years of Dao's second son sitting in Bai Yujing, Yu Dou was not allowed to carry the fairy sword, and asked Jian Sui to eliminate the palace.
In addition to the ancestor, the Yu Yu, who is known as truly invincible, really only listened to his brother's advice, not only for the sake of accepting disciples and preaching.
If the rumors are true, then Bai Yujing’s chief instructor forbids his younger brother Yu Dou to ask Jiansui to remove the palace without permission. It is certainly not as simple as favoring Wu Shuangjiang.
The most underestimated monk in Haoran world may not have any "one", that is Liu Qi who turned Liujin Realm into a human-retaining realm.
In the end, Liu Qiguoran returned to the world of Haoran, and proved this with facts, using more than three hundred spells, even if the battlefield is above the sea, still suppressing the magical power of the throne.
And in that world, according to a little rumored story, it was Wu Shuangjiang outside Lu Shen.
Sun Daochang of Daxuanduguan once threw out a witty statement: Lu Shen, who can't walk on the soles of the feet, and Wu Shuangjiang, the sticky tooth that cannot be removed by bamboo sticks.
A person who has no real ability can only disgust people, a lingering ghost who is more haunted than the poor.
The middle-aged scribes constantly checked the ferry boat records and slowly said: "During the Five Kingdoms, Wu Gongzhu's luck is so good that it can be called the first in the world, and it can be dangerous every time. The Yupu and Fairy before the ascension Wu Gongzhu was the most murderous and the most murderous, and the number of times he frequently fought against others was once again called the Qingming No. 1 and ranked first among the five monks. After entering the soaring ascension, I began to cultivate my mind and temperament for some reason. It has become particularly uncontested, only two shots have been taken, and the second son of Dao, and the chief of Sun Dao. After that, it was mostly closed and closed again and again, and almost no outsiders were seen. . So it fell out of ten before."
On top of the books, there are some relatively detailed mysteries of mountains and waters, which record the process of Wu Qinjiang and some earth immortals, as well as the monks of the Five Realms. The lower the Wu Shuangjiang level, the more records, and the closer the content is to the truth.
One of Wu Shuangjiang's roads of monasticism is that he can live in death, and he is good at fighting against enemies in a disadvantaged and desperate situation.
But this is only a superficial result. The real power is that Wu Xianjiang can bring together the strengths of hundreds of schools, and is extremely pragmatic. He is good at melting a furnace and turning it into his own use. In the end, the hundred-foot pole goes further.
The Taoist method on the 12th floor of Baiyujing’s five cities, the veins of the fairy sword in the view of Daxuandu, and the Fusi array method of
pointing the rivers and mountains
of Xianzhang Mountain, and then through the collection of cheats Taoist tactics and clue veins, in order to derive a kind of technique The avenue of supernatural powers, Fu Xuan of Yu Xuan, Lei Fa of Tianhu Mansion of Longhu Mountain, and Wu Shuangjiang all dabbled. As for the end, there are a few similarities, and there is no chance to verify them across the two worlds.
The middle-aged scribes closed the book and asked with a smile: "How, can you talk about that one? As long as you are willing to say something about it, on the ferry, four new cities will be opened, and you will be given another city."
The criminal officer shook his head and said: "There are only three things, so Zhang Fuzi should stop asking about it."
The middle-aged scribes have some regrets, "then it will always be a'no result' in Hongmao City."
The officer said: "It's not bad."
In the ten thousand years of history of the Jianqi Great Wall, there have been three extremely important positions, criminal officer, hidden officer and priest.
The three earliest ancestors were Chen Qingdu and Long Jun, who were watching.
With the passage of time, first the criminal officer took the limelight, and successively served as a hidden officer, with ups and downs. The priests gradually retreated behind the scenes, and their identities were extremely hidden and never disclosed. Until the last millennium, the priests were quieter than the criminals. It seems that there has never been such a vein. Not to mention the young sword repair, that is, many sword immortals, they almost never think about this. It doesn't matter, you can't eat as a meal, you can't drink as a drink, and you can't kill a demon out of the city as a flying sword, thinking about what to do.
Looking at the veins of the hidden officials first, there is Xiao Su, then Chen Ping'an, and it is extremely eye-catching in the Jianqi Great Wall and the wild world.
It is estimated that the vast world in the future, ordinary monks on the mountain, should mistakenly think that the Great Wall of Sword Qi has only had the post of hermit.
The two palaces of summer and hide in the vein of hidden officials have a large collection of books and countless secret files. But there is no record about this matter, just like an old yellow calendar with several pages torn off, even taboos are not counted. Too.
A small lake, covered with lotus leaves, has a path leading to the lake pavilion.
On the way, a pair of men and women stood there to enjoy the scenery, and did not go to the pavilion where the middle-aged scribe and criminal officer were located.
A young man, standing next to a girl with a bamboo basket in her hands, dressed elegantly and beautifully.
The young man had a sword in his back and a tall figure. He wore a silver pouch around his waist and countless subtle golden lights that penetrated through the silver silk thread.
It was the sword repair of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Du Shanyin, who was thrown into prison together with the gloom. Du Shanyin became the heir of the criminal officer, and Yu Yu became a disciple of the old deaf child. One returned to Haoran with the criminal officer, and the other went to the wild world with the old deaf child.
The young girl next to Du Shanyin, named Ji Qing, lived with each other in prison for long life. Once a year, he worked together at Xipan Huansha.
Longevity is the incarnation of ancestor money of gold and copper money, and Qiqing is also an ancestor of money.
Du Shanyin asked in a low voice: "Ji Qing girl, really Wu Shuang Jiang at that year's palace removal, he has already joined the fourteen realms?"
The two sides of the pavilion have not deliberately covered up the conversation. Du Shanyin silently listened to his ears and remembered them in his heart.
Ji Qingyan smiled and nodded, "Mostly yes."
Du Shanyin rubbed his chin, "Since the boy is Wu Shuangjiang's demon, it's like running away from home? So public and private, and affectionate and reasonable, should all the officials be handed over? What else should I call? , Very unreasonable thing."
Ji Qing smiled and said nothing.
Du Shanyin continued: "Furthermore, Master Yinguan is notoriously able to do business. There is no discussion at the inn anymore, and finally there is a tear in the face. All of a sudden? It’s not like the behavior of our hidden official. It’s because we went back to our hometown. With the identity of the context, the hidden official has already put on line with the Middle Earth Confucian Temple. A monk around the world?"
Ji Qing shook his head and said softly: "The slave-servant doesn't know."
Du Shanyin smiled and said: "If it is in our Great Wall of Sword Qi, Wu Shuangjiang would never dare to do this. Ning Yao is not the oldest sword fairy after all."
Ji Qing has turned his head to look at the lake, just like people standing in the blue water, holding up a lot of lotus umbrellas, the waves of the water, the lotus leaf fields, the fragrance fragrance, and refreshing the heart. Occasionally there are pairs and pairs of ducks and ducks running through the water. Lotus leaves are like temples and lotus flowers are like beautiful makeup. The windless leaves move, either fish or mandarin ducks.
Ji Qing missed the long-lived sister a little. If she had the chance to meet this time, she asked the hidden officer who saw Qian Yankai, remembering that when the young met her first meeting, the young hidden officer saw them first, and the rules were very good. Afterwards, he smiled intimately, and the intimacy in his eyes could not hide well. A man seems to have no beauty in his eyes, only money.
The girl remembered these things and was in a good mood. She squatted down and laughed at the green lotus leaf.
Du Shanyin smiled and said: "Ji Qing girl, if you like these lotus leaves, I will say back to the master Zhou Cheng, filled with bamboo baskets."
Ji Qing turned her back to the young Jianxiu. She rolled her playful eyes and was too lazy to say anything. The money under the world is not so earned. It seems that it is cheap to pick up and get a basket of lotus leaves. But is the incense on the mountain not money? Besides, your relationship with Mei Zhoulang is really not familiar with this one.
Du Shanyin just mentioned it casually, without much thought, just a basket of lotus leaves, not worth wasting his mind, he was more thinking about his spiritual practice.
How to practice the sword, break the border faster, how to improve the rank of the flying sword, and how to become one of the ten young people in the future.
After leaving Master and traveling alone, what can and can’t be done, such as whether he can take Ji Qing with him, do he need to go to Nanpo Suozhou to visit the old sword fairy Qi Tingji and Lu Zhi...all things , He needs to think about it now. He was not that gloomy day to night. He hopes that in another few decades and hundreds of years, after reuniting with the gloom of that peer, the two sides will be one by one.
The master of the criminal officer doesn’t like to talk, so Du Shanyin has only known a few things, even if he gets along with them all these years, and he can’t understand the master at all. Jianqi Great Wall became a prison officer, all are mysteries.
Master loves drinking, so he won the title of an alcoholic in prison, but after returning to the world, Master rarely drinks. After that, after his apprenticeship, Master didn't have any requirements, but only one. In the future, when Dushan Yinxue became a swordsman, he traveled through the mountains and killed one when he met a flower picker on a mountain. The last thing, the master who is a criminal officer, seems to have no good feelings for all the people who have a blessed land. Therefore, when he was on the side of the hermit, then Master had never had a good face.
On the other side of the pavilion, the middle-aged scribes waved their sleeves, so that Du Shanyin could not hear half a word, and then smiled and asked, "Are you the only descendant, do you have hatred against Chen Ping'an in your hometown? Jin, who thinks about things every day there, why pretend to be blind in this matter? It seems that he would like to lend Wu Gongzhu a bit of heart killing?"
The criminal officer shook his head, "He has no hatred with Chen Ping'an, he probably looks at each other right."
The middle-aged scribe smiled and said: "It's more true, not to mention the Great Wall of Sword Qi and the Flying Ascension City, so many swordsmen and vulgars who can save their lives additionally because of the hidden line of the summer palace, only say that he can be yours Heirloom, in the final analysis, I had to thank the hidden officer for being right. Why did Chen Ping'an meet the Master Wu Gong of the Fourteen Realms who was convicted by Xing Shi, and later generations looked at it and were very happy?"
According to the meticulous deduction of the ferry boat, the Great Wall of Sword Qi in that battle, although fighting for a few more years, because of the platoon formations of the Summer Palace, lived 18,000 more people.
This means that Ascension City has reached the fifth world, and a large number of young sword repairs have been made out of thin air. Even if everyone’s level is not high, it has won more swordsmanship and condensed weather for Ascension City. The flowering result of a Kendo seed may be unremarkable in the once Great Wall of Sword Qi. It is nothing more than early death and late death on the battlefield. However, in that brand new world, the impact is far-reaching and immeasurable.
The officer said: "I don't know very well, I'm too lazy to investigate."
The middle-aged scribes laughed dumbly, "Aren't you embarrassed to accept such a disciple? But you are also few masters like this."
The young Jianxiu took a bite from Wu Shuangjiang, and the middle-aged scribes would help to clean up the mess. Several golden letters had quietly gathered in the palm of his hand, such as a bird in a cage, not to flutter out.
"Boss Sword Immortal was thrown over, no matter what."
The criminal officer said: "I'm only responsible for teaching Dushan Yinjian. When he becomes a Sword Cultivator of the Five Realms, he will go out on his own. Afterwards, he will live or die, and he will eventually get where he is. "
Middle-aged scribes smiled and asked, "If every time you encounter a danger, you move out of your master?"
The criminal officer said indifferently: "Also follow him, since he can recognize me as a master, whether it is due to luck or causation, it is Du Shanyin's skill."
It is also true that the middle-aged scribes nodded.
The criminal officer rarely asked actively and asked a key question to this Zhang Fuzi: "Why did he get so convergent on your side this time, but so strong on Chen Ping's side? It seems that this trip is not just In order to grab back the demons, it's more like asking Chen Ping An? Otherwise, he shouldn't be so influential by relying solely on the two identities of the Jianqi Great Wall's hidden officer and Wen Sheng's close disciple. , I don’t want to talk about anything, I just want to do it."
The middle-aged scribes leaned against the railing and turned to look at the lotus leaves in the lake. "The real reason is hard to tell. There is no need to guess. Anyway, it will be in vain. There is only a relatively vague vein. The Dao Dao companion, while taking advantage of his retreat to try to break through the border, slipped out of the year-old palace, followed the Daxuandu to observe the Taoist, and left Qingming world together, making him unable to break through the border. Chen Ping'an was in Beiju There should be a ruin with Sun Daochang on the Luzhou side. Somehow, under Sun Daochang’s eyelids, he obtained the secret inheritance of Taoism. The five elements belong to the mortal creature, and among them there is a statue of the image of the Daoist. I can follow Clues, seeing this scene, with his Taoism, of course, it is not difficult to see. Since the Taoist has passed away, seeking revenge is an extravagant hope, then it is estimated that Chen Ping'an is on top. Or, he simply wants to reverse the calculation, Here comes a terrifying evolution of the avenue, and after stripping the Dao species from Chen Ping's heart, it is the beginning of a mysterious and mysterious avenue."
Middle-aged scribes twisted their fingers together, twisted a drop of water from the lake, and dropped it on a sloping lotus leaf. The drop of water rolled into the water again. The middle-aged scribe had seen the subtle process of the drop of water entering the water. Smiled: "So replace Chen Ping'an with anyone else, and you will not suffer from this disaster when you meet him. Of course, if you change to someone else, you will not be followed by a sky-dwelling demon. This is not a drink. Pecking, it’s all destiny?"
The criminal officer frowned, "It is not difficult to strip a five-element thing from Chen Ping's body, but in his realm, but want to reverse the avenue? Can it really be done?"
The middle-aged scribes smiled heartily and said: "You probably don't know, he has a very good relationship with Lu Shen. According to legend, he also used 7.2 million in money from the real man with a bone, according to some old rules. , In exchange for a Taoist ancestor made by Taoist ancestors. As for whether this fusi was used on the Tao companion, or on the Taoist who had wanted to'Don't start a new life', now it's just My personal guess."
The master sighed softly: "No way, many times you and my heart think that a certain vein is actually a errant way to make people turn their heads."
The middle-aged scribes glanced at the young Jianxiu on the road. Upon closer inspection, Du Shanyin's jumping thoughts, all of his heart and veins, seemed to be connected by a series of words, and this one was read by this Zhang Fuzi. Afterwards, he smiled and said: "Afraid of the strong, there is nothing that does not bully."
The officer said: "It has nothing to do with me."
The middle-aged scribe smiled and said: "It's really irrelevant? Where on earth is not your hometown?"
The criminal officer was silent, and his expression was even more indifferent.
The middle-aged scribe suddenly laughed and said: "Your current criminal officer is actually not as good as the last criminal officer. The former Haoran Jiasheng, before becoming a well-behaved Wen Hai, left a hard-working rule city for everyone."
Watching the young old gentleman pat the knee, he spoke slowly.
If Bai is not only a scholar, but also a sword repairer.
If Chen Qing didn't care about the consequences, he just sent out his sword for himself, and asked the sword a wild world.
If the old blind man in the 100,000 mountains, and the old master of the Taoist Temple in the East China Sea, the two oldest seniors, are willing to go out for the vast world.
If Yu Dou never traveled to Daxuandu Temple with his sword, he never killed the Taoist.
If Bai did not rely on the sword to sway the continent, did not destroy the fairy sword too white, but returned to the original owner, and was eventually held in the hands of Sun Huaizhong, the Grand Xuandu Guan, and then asked Jian Baiyujing.
If the Great Wall of Sword Qi chooses to be with the wild world, or take a step back, choose neutrality, do not help each other, and just stand by.
And if the embroidered tiger Cui Ying teamed up with his brother Qi Jingchun, he simply blocked the second soaring platform to go. At least one or two continents and rivers would be thrown away from the vast world. The person chose not to hesitate to move together, move the old site of the heaven, cross the vast galaxy, and then fall into the world of horror. The saint was forced to draw the luck of the world, and entered the fifteenth realm. There are still many gods who have truly returned to their homes. The chaotic situation swept through the four worlds, which is almost equal to the return to the world chaos of thousands of years ago. Bai Yujing shakes, the Buddha shakes, the heavens and monsters wreak havoc. One.
The middle-aged scribe sighed, "What is the saddest thing about a scholar?"
The criminal officer said, "As a wild old man, I will meet the nomads."
The middle-aged scribe smiled and scolded: "So you know what the fuck?"
It's like a journey in life, the boat stays in the cold night, the wind and rain blows the Luhua, anyway, the Luhua is there every year, and it blows down 10 million overnight, which is a fart.
The officer nodded, "Once I knew."