Sword comes

Chapter 469 Sword Qi is like a rainbow in the sky

The movement was too loud and menacing, the key was that the other party's posture didn't look like a friend on the road who came to Misty Mountain to catch up with the past.

The embarrassing thing is that Misty Mountain doesn't seem to have such a swordsman-like friend.

Misty Mountain opened the body protection formation without hesitation, with the Patriarch Hall as the hub of the formation, the heavy rain and majestic shady scene, and the white fog rising from the foot of the mountain, covering the top of the mountain, from the inside to the outside, the view from the mountain On the contrary, it is as clear as day, from the outside to the inside, the ordinary mountain woodcutter Orion looks at the misty mountain, it is a vast expanse of whiteness, without outline.

Not only that, there are several strands of white light that are tens of feet long, sweeping out from the Patriarch Hall on the top of the mountain, shuttled uncertainly among the mountain mist and rain.

Looking forward to it.

Many cultivators in power in Misty Mountain have already left their respective mansions and went to the Patriarch Hall to meet. Deep down in their hearts, they naturally hoped that the imposing Immortal Sword Controlling Immortal would be a friend rather than an enemy.

Misty Mountain, the head monk Lu Yundai, and his son Lu Tingjiao are all well-known figures in Caiyi Country, one depends on his cultivation and the other depends on his father.

Beside the father and son, there are dozens of old monks, direct disciples of the Patriarch Hall and guest ministers who are well-known throughout the country in Misty Mountain, and most of them have heavy hearts.

Everyone could only watch that long golden line getting closer and closer to Misty Mountain.

can't go out and say hello

The poorest and richest sword cultivator in the world, as one of the four most difficult ghosts on the mountain, and at the top of the list, is difficult to deal with because of his powerful killing power, not to mention the speed of his sword, he can also run fast, but one needs to understand The thing is, this kind of fast running, most of them are after killing people.

If it is said that in the past, Misty Mountain might still be afraid, but it is not as mournful as it is. .Holding a group near the top of the mountain to defend against the enemy, responding to the gods of the mountains and rivers to help them, or using the advocacy of the soldiers and horses below the mountain to build momentum, have all become a thing of the past and can no longer be done.

After all, things have changed now.

Many immortal family rules that have been unshakable for thousands of years suddenly no longer work.

Now that he has to deal with Dali's local monks from time to time, the mountain caves in more than a dozen countries in Caiyi Kingdom realize that his realm and power are just paper.

The big Li iron cavalry went south like that, but it punctured many embroidered pillows.

Now up and down the mountain, almost everyone is frightened.

On the battlefield, the so-called soldiers and horses of the Caiyi Kingdom are the most powerful among the countries in the middle of the continent. The heavy armored infantry of the Ancient Yu Kingdom, the light cavalry of the Songxi Kingdom are like the wind, and the warriors of the Shushui Kingdom are good at mountain warfare. After the iron cavalry, either a single soldier did not move, or they were vulnerable to a single blow. Afterwards, they contacted Shihao Kingdom, Meiyang Kingdom and other Zhuying Dynasty vassal states in the south. It's not a small trouble. On the other hand, the frontier army of more than a dozen countries in the Caiyi country is so weak that it has become a big joke. It is said that there is also a famous general in the Shushui country. After the disastrous defeat, it is said that he In fact, all of his art of war was learned from Song Changjing, the king of the Great Li Dynasty, but he is not good at learning. The greatest hope in this life is to meet Song Changjing once, and humbly ask the god of the Great Li army for the essence of the art of war. Guizong's "beautiful talk".

It’s just that the elder brother, Mo Xiao, and the second brother, the Caiyi Kingdom is not much better. The Caiyi Kingdom, which claims to have the most armored soldiers, has not fought a single battle in this war. In addition, the Caiyi Kingdom’s royal family has always liked to declare to the outside world that there is a golden core. Immortal sits in the capital, and often spreads misty news, concealing them, making people uncertain of the truth, so in the past, the monks of the Caiyi country always hoped to look down on the mountains of the other ten countries.

It's just that when the big Li iron cavalry came forward, the ancient Yu Kingdom was symbolically at the border, and mobilized more than ten thousand frontier troops. As an elite field force, they had a head-to-head fight with a big Li iron cavalry. A finger of the Dali Iron Cavalry is thicker than Gu Yuguo's thigh. Guyuguo paid a big price for this. Caiyiguo saw that the opportunity was not good, and actually surrendered earlier than Guyuguo Before the Dali envoys entered the country, they dispatched a convoy of envoys headed by the Minister of Rites, took the initiative to find the Dali cavalry, and voluntarily became a vassal of the Song family.This is nothing, Dali then searched many genealogy records of various countries and mountains, and the people of the world discovered that the ancient Yu Kingdom was actually quite deep, and there was a Longmen Realm Sword Cultivator hidden in the Zhuying Dynasty. The strangulation, the fighting was soul-stirring, but Caiyi Country, if it wasn't for Lu Yundai who broke through the realm and entered the Longmen Realm, and saved his face a little, otherwise, the Guanhai Realm would have been the leader of the fairy masters in a country, except for the ruling and opposition parties of the Ancient Yu Kingdom, who looked down on Ruan The monks on the mountain and the heroes of the rivers and lakes in the country of egg color and the country of Shushui next door almost didn't lose their teeth.

Lu Yundai is an old man with a high crown in a Chinese costume, and looks very good.

Lu Tingjiao is a handsome young man with slightly sunken eyes. He has good skin, and the Buddha relies on gold makeup and the man relies on clothes. He is wearing a snow-white robe with a high-grade spiritual weapon named "Luhua". However, he is at the age of a weak crown, no matter whether it is the realm obtained by the fairy money, or the talent and talent, he is also a monk of the five realms on the surface, and he likes to travel in the mountains and rivers, and often calls friends with the rich and powerful children of Caiyi country, So in the Caiyi Kingdom, it's not too bad, so in the secular dynasty, it is indeed young, promising, and romantic.

But in the eyes of true cultivators, especially the few middle five realm gods and gods of the Five Sacred Mountains in Caiyi Country, this Lu Tingjiao is naturally nothing. Spending a lot of time on the pile of fat and powder at the foot of the mountain is useless. If Lu Yundai really wants to hand over the entire Misty Mountain to his son in the future, it may be an internal strife.

However, in recent years, there has been a gossip that has been quietly circulated, saying that the reason why Misty Mountain successfully got close to a powerful general of the Song family in Dali, and is expected to become the next national teacher of the Caiyi Kingdom, is that Lu Tingjiao helped his father, Lu Yundai, to make a bridge. If it is true, then the real person is not showing his face.

An old monk holding a walking stick asked softly, "Sect Leader, forgive me for being dizzy and unable to see the real realm of the old man, but the legendary Earth Immortal"

Lu Yundai looked calm, smiled and said: "Earth Immortal Sword Cultivator"

The old monk seemed to feel that he was scaring himself too much. Since he was protected by the formation and was at the gate of his own ancestral hall, he shouldn't be so disorganized.

A beautiful woman with an ancient sword hanging from her waist sneered, "So what if it's a crossing sword cultivator in the fifth stage of middle school, who dares to forcefully break into the Misty Mountain and the formation fails to come true? Think that our Misty Mountain is a soft persimmon, and let others handle it."

Lu Tingjiao glanced at the woman's mountainous chest, squinted her eyes, and quickly looked away.This woman's level of consecration is actually not too high, Dongfu level, but as a cultivator, she is proficient in the sword control skills of Jianghu sword masters. She once had a feat of disguising the sword of Dongfu level with the peak of sword control skills. Xiu, scared away a big monk who watched the sea from the Shushui Kingdom.It's really because she is too hot-tempered and doesn't understand the style, so she has a good figure for nothing.Lu Tingjiao felt very sorry, otherwise she wouldn't have quit in spite of the difficulties, so she should have spent more time thinking about it.However, after the situation in Caiyi Country was stabilized, father and son had a heart-to-heart talk, and his father promised him in private that as long as he entered the cave, his father could be a matchmaker in person, and then Lu Tingjiao could have a relationship with her as a Taoist couple, and there was no such thing as a Taoist couple. name.To put it bluntly, they are concubines on the mountain.

A young direct monk with good talent asked softly: "Those Dali monks whose eyes are higher than the top, don't care about it."

Although he was among the ranks tonight and was able to stand here, his seniority is low, so the position is relatively low. He is the master apprentice of the woman in the saber cave, and he carried a sword given by the Patriarch Hall, because he is The sword cultivator, who is only in the third realm now, has a sword embryo that has almost exhausted his master's savings and tried his best to nourish it. It is still weak now, so seeing the demeanor of the sword fairy who came with the wind and thunder, The young cultivator yearned for and was jealous at the same time. He wished that the man would crash into the formation of Misty Mountain and be strangled by Feijian on the spot. Maybe the long sword at the foot of Sword Immortal would become his personal belonging. After all, the sword cultivator of Misty Mountain He is only one person, if you don't reward him, why don't you stay in the Patriarch Hall to eat ashes?

The golden line at the end of the sky became more and more clearly visible.

The opponent's Yujian pierced the air, and the thunder rolled, the momentum was so great that it affected the aura of the mountains and rivers of the Misty Mountain, and the six flying swords that guarded the formation trembled slightly. It started to mess up.

Lu Yundai said softly: "If you are willing to stop outside the formation, it's fine, most likely you are not seeking revenge."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

The old monk holding a crutch opened his eyes as far as possible, trying to distinguish the general cultivation level of the other party, so that he could look at the dishes. It's just that he didn't think about the sword light. The eyes were so sore, the old monk almost shed tears, and the old monk quickly turned his head in fright, but don't let the sword fairy mistakenly think it was a provocation, when the time comes, he will pick himself as the target to kill chickens and monkeys, and he will die unjustly , and hurriedly switched to both hands leaning on a mahogany cane with a dragon head, bent down, lowered his head and murmured: "How can there be such a sharp sword light in the world? It is such a dazzling scene dozens of miles away. It must be a fairy sword." There is no doubt about the magic weapon, lord, otherwise let’s open the door to welcome guests, so as not to overwhelm the snake, I was a passing sword fairy, but our Misty Mountain happened to activate the formation, so it was regarded as a provocation, and he fell down with a single sword."

An old monk who became more and more timid as he lived, chattering, his voice was as thin as a mosquito, and his hearing was weak, so he couldn't hear at all.

As a monk in the Longmen Realm and the leader of a country's monks, Lu Yundai, of course, heard his uncle's words trying to please both sides clearly, and said with a smile: "Uncle Hong, the other party is here for our Misty Mountain. There is no doubt about it."

That Uncle Hong couldn't even look directly at the golden sword light, let alone the young mountain master Lu Tingjiao, the woman in Dongfujing and her group of proud disciples.

In the end, only Lu Yundai was left to stare at Jianguang.

Lu Yundai seemed to remind everyone, but also said to himself: "Here we come."

The bright sword light that reflected the sky and the rain like daytime, the closer it was to Misty Mountain, the faster it would be. The unknown sword fairy who came from the sword obviously didn't take a mountain protection formation into consideration, and didn't care about it at all. Stagnant and hesitant, the sword light suddenly became brighter and brighter. At this moment, even Lu Yundai had to squint his eyes to avoid the gorgeous sword light that exploded.

A single sword broke through the defensive formation of Misty Mountain, cutting tofu like a knife, with a straight line, and crashed into the Patriarch Hall on the top of the mountain.

The six mountain-protecting flying swords that made great contributions to Misty Mountain were too late to stop them, and they seemed to be innately afraid of the long sword at the feet of the Sword Immortal, dangling and crumbling.

The most frightening thing was that after Yu Jian broke through the formation, the long golden line that spread from the sky to Misty Mountain still did not disappear.

The length of this sword energy and the abundance of sword intent are simply appalling.

The wind and rain were brought by one person and one sword. The strong wind on the top of the mountain was strong, and the aura was boiling, which made most of the people in the Misty Mountain except the old fairy Lu Yundai in the Longmen Realm, most of them lost their souls and had difficulty breathing. Back off, especially the young man who stood outside the ancestral hall with his aptitude for sword repair, if his master hadn't secretly grabbed his sleeve, he might have fallen to the ground.

At this time, Misty Mountain was able to see clearly the honor of the unexpected guest, dressed in a blue shirt, slender and young.

I saw that person floated to the ground, and the long sword under his feet was swept into the scabbard behind his back, and he was done in one go, flowing like clouds and flowing water.

Chen Pingan walked forward slowly with his arms wrapped around his sleeves, glanced at Lu Yundai who was still calm, and Lu Tingjiao in white clothes with wandering eyes, smiled and said: "I am visiting you at Misty Mountain today, just to tell you something, I am you Guardian of Zhao Luan, Yanzhi County, Caiyi Country, do you understand?"

The old monk surnamed Hong with a cane lived in seclusion, he had already accepted his fate, and handed over all his authority, but he was relying on his status as a master uncle to spend his old age honestly, ignoring ordinary things at all, so he nodded quickly and ignored him Damn, do you understand, let me pretend to understand first.

The woman in Dongfu who is proficient in the sword master's skill of controlling swords, her mouth is dry, and she is obviously timid. The previous confidence and courage of "what a foreigner can do to me" are gone at this moment.

The proud disciple behind her who was "same swordsman" as the visitor didn't even have the courage to face the enemy squarely.

Lu Yundai narrowed his eyes, feeling a little puzzled in his heart, with a smile still on his face, "How did Senior Sword Immortal say that?"

The distance between the two sides was no more than twenty steps.

Chen Ping said with a smile: "It's interesting that you, Misty Mountain, pretend to understand if you don't understand, and pretend you don't understand if you understand. It doesn't matter."

Pausing for a while, Chen Ping looked over the crowd, "This is your Patriarch Hall, right?"

Lu Yundai was still weighing things up in his heart, but his face was furious, "This senior, you are really unreasonable. He didn't say anything clearly, and he just wanted to use his power to overwhelm others."

Chen Pingan turned his head slightly. Lu Yundai's face really cannot deceive anyone. Chen Pingan is very familiar with it. It is a lie to be harsh and insensitive, and it is true to occupy morality first. The mountain is under the jurisdiction of Dali, you have to weigh it yourself, now most of the Aquarius Continent is the territory of the Dali Song clan, how long can you be arrogant as a "sword repairer".

Chen Pingan said to Lu Yundai in Dali official dialect: "I am from the Dali people, so if your backing happens to be the Dali cavalry, it may not be useful. Of course, believe it or not, it's up to you, and I and Dali The relationship between the Li court is actually quite ordinary."

Lu Tingjiao scolded her in her heart.

Your false and false words are like a bunch of scumbags on the dim mountain in your own house, and there is still a fart who shares the same hatred and is united as one.

He, Lu Tingjiao, was indeed useless in terms of cultivation, and the rumors from the outside world were not true at all. In fact, there was nothing his father could do about it.But his ambition is not to prove Taoism and longevity on the mountain. It is too far away, so he can take the next best thing. To be the head of the mountain without fighting and killing himself, Lu Tingjiao thinks it is more than enough.

Chen Pingan's next words were straight to the point. In fact, he pushed the door open and saw Misty Mountain, "As Zhao Luan's guardian, I will not talk nonsense with you when I visit Misty Mountain. I just ask you Father and son, in the future, do you still want to covet Zhao Luan's monastic aptitude, and another covet the beauty of a little girl? You just need to say, yes or no."

Lu Yundai's face darkened.

He hated this straightforward way of doing things the most in his life.

Lu Tingjiao was about to turn around in her speech, trying to regain some reason and face for Misty Mountain.

Unexpectedly, the blue-clothed swordsman had already laughed and said, "I remind you for the last time that your slippery words and so-called reasoning are nothing more than you, Lu Yundai, who firmly believe that Zhao Luan is a good talent and beautiful jade for cultivating Taoism. There is absolutely no reason for it, if she really doesn't want to go up the mountain, she will not force it, and she will not threaten Wu Shuowen's relatives, and take a step back and say that a gentle lady is a gentleman, and Lu Tingjiao has no real meaning for Zhao Luan now anyway. Offending, how can you be convicted, and there is a Dali rule that you can't start arbitrarily on the mountain, or you will be held accountable. I understand all these smoky things. You are free and can be wasted. I am very busy. So now, I just Ask you that question from earlier, answer me yes, or no."

Chen Ping stretched out his hand from his sleeve, rubbed his cheeks, and laughed at himself: "No, you can't have this habit of fighting and nagging, otherwise it will be no different from Ma Kuxuan back then."

Chen Ping waited quietly for a moment.

Nodding, Chen Pingan said, "Then I understand."

Chen Ping stretched out his hand.

The sword fairy in the sheath on the back came out of the sheath with a clang, and was held in his hand.

Lightly swinging a sword forward.

Shot casually, the sword energy contained in the sword fairy in his hand is not casual.

Misty Mountain Patriarch Hall is divided into two.

However, it did not completely collapse.

Those with a bit of experience in fighting didn't dare to turn their heads.

Only a young boy on the mountain like the young sword cultivator of the three realms would turn his head a little stiffly to see the result of that sword.

After Chen Ping raised his arms around, he put his sword back into its sheath.

At this moment, Lu Yundai seemed to have noticed something, and wanted to take the risk to make sure, so he moved his palm slightly inside the big sleeve.

The summit of Misty Mountain trembled, but it wasn't that something happened in the magnificent Patriarch Hall, but the place where the green-clothed sword fairy was. The ground was shattered, but there was no one left.

The moment Lu Yundai wanted to make a move, Chen Ping's other hand hidden in his sleeve had already twisted out the square inch talisman.

Twenty paces away.

You Misty Mountain cultivators are all very proud, just swaggering so close to a pure martial artist who is almost fighting for his life with the Grandmaster Yuan Youjing every day!

Is the physique of a monk in the Longmen realm so indestructible?

After a loud bang.

Chen Ping'an was already standing near Lu Yundai's previous position, and the head of Misty Mountain and the leader of Caiyi Country's Immortal Master had already flown backward like a kite with broken strings, bleeding from his seven orifices, and fell dozens of feet away.

As far as Chen Ping's sight could see, including the old monk surnamed Hong and Lu Tingjiao, they all started to retreat.

Chen Ping slapped the Yangjian Gourd, and the Feijian Chu15, who was already eager to try, flew out one after another. Two strands of fireflies pierced the sky and were nailed into Lu Yundai's palms respectively, and there was a burst of mourning.

From Chen Ping's point of view, it must be that this monk at the Longmen Realm is used to smooth sailing in Caiyi Country, and he hasn't suffered for a long time, so he can't stand the pain of such minor injuries.

That's why it's similar to Pei Qian

Chen Pingan looked at Lu Tingjiao and asked, "You are also one of the rightful masters, so let's talk about it."

Lu Tingjiao panicked and said, "Since Senior Sword Immortal is Zhao Luan's protector, no matter who we monks from Misty Mountain are, as long as we see Zhao Luan in the future, we will definitely take a detour."

Chen Ping smiled and said: "You must be dissatisfied now, thinking that there is still a trump card that has not been brought out, it's okay, I will wait for you in Rouge County of Caiyi Country for a few days, either come or send a letter, always give me some sincerity answer, otherwise I will have to go back to Misty Mountain."

Chen Pingan glanced at the ancestral hall that could still be repaired, his eyes were so deep that the Sword Immortal Sword behind his back was trembling happily in the sheath, like two dragon cries echoing each other, golden brilliance overflowed the scabbard continuously, and the sword aura Flowing like fine water, this scene is extremely weird, and naturally it is even more shocking.

Chen Pingan took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and said slowly: "Don't delay my practice."

Chen Pingan turned around and took a step forward. His figure swept out of the mountain like a wisp of smoke, and he fell, and the sword fairy unsheathed, and then suddenly pulled up and went straight to the sky.

In the eyes of cultivator Misty Mountain, the sword fairy did not know what kind of means he used to attack the flying swords with the formation of the mountain guards.

This strange green-clothed man who broke through the Misty Mountain formation with his sword, came with his sword, and returned with his sword.

The sword fairy has gone, but there are still wisps of piercing sword energy lingering around the mountain outside the Patriarch Hall.

The young Jun Yan of the Three Realms Sword Cultivator sat down on the ground, dripping with sweat.

The woman in Dongfu Jing quickly helped him up, she also had a panic expression on her face, but she still comforted the proud disciple who had high hopes, and said in a low voice: "Don't hurt Jian Xin, don't get distracted, Hurry up to appease that natal flying sword, otherwise you will bump into bumps on the road in the future, but if you can suppress the panic and tremors, it will be a good thing. Although Master is not a sword cultivator, I heard that sword cultivators subdue the demons , is originally a means of sharpening the flying sword of one's life, since ancient times there has been a saying of sharpening the sword by the lake of the heart."

The disciple's eyes were in a trance, but fortunately he woke up the master, so he didn't feel confused, and he didn't even care about the abnormal phenomenon in Wenyang Feijian's natal acupoint. Try to calm your mind.

No one cares about the master and apprentice.

Because everyone gathered around the head of the sect, Lu Yundai, Lu Yundai's face was as pale as gold leaf, but he didn't hurt the root cause. After a few years of careful treatment, he can recover to the peak. This is the luck of misfortune. Just being beaten to the point of falling back to the Sea Viewing Realm, plus the invisible numerology that the Patriarch Hall was split into two, the Misty Mountain was really frightened to the point of tearing apart.

Lu Yundai waved his hand and said: "You all go back first. Regarding today's turmoil, we will discuss matters in my Wumi Mansion in the Patriarch Hall tomorrow."

Everyone retreated one after another, each with their own thoughts.

Lu Tingjiao accompanied his father to the ancestral hall, and someone had to close the mountain protection formation, otherwise every stick of incense would cost a Xiaoshu coin.

On the road, there is a finger-wide line that spreads out, and then divides the hazy mountain ancestor hall in front of you into two.

Lu Yundai stopped outside the gate of the Patriarch Hall and asked, "Did you see anything?"

Lu Tingjiao shook her head.

Lu Yundai's tone was flat, "How did you manage to have such neat sword marks with such a heavy sword energy? Generally speaking, there is no doubt that he is a genuine sword fairy, but I always feel that something is wrong. It proves that this person is indeed not a golden elixir sword fairy, but a very unreasonable practitioner. His skill is a martial arts master, but his aura is a sword cultivator. It is hard to say the specific roots, but It's enough to deal with us, a hazy mountain that only dominates the Caiyi country. Ting Jiao, since the relationship with Dali's General Ma, you were successfully recruited in the early years, so now you have two choices. "

Ma Tingjiao said with a wry smile: "Please tell me clearly."

Lu Yundai covered his heart, coughed continuously, waved his hands, signaled his son not to worry, and said slowly: "Actually, it's all gambling, one, the best result of gambling, that backer is General Ma, one of the surnames of Dali Shangzhu Kingdom, willing You are willing to do things after you receive the money, stand out for our Misty Mountain, according to our set of sayings, act resolutely, and quickly kill that young man with the word of rules, then what is the death of another Wu Shuowen, Zhao Luan is yours It's a woman, there will be another junior in our Misty Mountain who is expected to be a Jindan Earth Immortal. If this is the case, you should go down the mountain with Hong to find General Ma now. Second, bet on the worst outcome, and you will get into trouble. The hard nails that should be provoked and can't be provoked, let's admit it, send people to Yanzhi County quickly, convince the other party to admit their mistakes, pay the money when they should, don't have any hesitation, both ends of the first mouse, Indecision is the biggest taboo.”

Lu Tingjiao looked bitter, "When it comes to the survival of the sect, and the incense in our Lu's Ancestral Hall, father, is it up to you to decide?"

Lu Yundai shook his head and said: "I can't see the situation clearly now, just like when you were rejected by me, you could only carry Misty Mountain on your back and bet on Dali General by yourself. What happened? The whole Misty Mountain was wrong. You alone are right. I think in the current chaotic world, it is no longer someone who has a high level, and words will definitely work. So Dad is willing to trust your intuition again. If you lose all bets, you will lose all bets. If you bet big, you will win big. The incense is cut off, and if you win, you will become a true friend with General Ma. As for the past, it was just you taking advantage of the situation and he gave it to you. Maybe in the future, you can also take the opportunity to cling to the surname of Shangzhu Kingdom."

Lu Tingjiao said softly: "If that person is really from the Dali family"

Lu Yundai sneered and said: "What about our own people? Our Master Hong is loyal to Misty Mountain and my Ma family. They are Dali, Yuan Cao, and the two Shangzhu kingdoms, so they are kind. That General Ma is in the army. There will be no unsightly competitors. Killing an unruly Sword Immortal to establish his prestige, General Ma will gain a firm foothold in the Caiyi Kingdom, and stand out from the crowd of digital governors with comparable rank. The difference is a gamble"

Lu Tingjiao tentatively asked: "From my father's tone, I tend to prefer the first option."

Lu Yundai sighed. Apart from mediocre aptitude and no hope of cultivating the Tao, another shortcoming of his son is that he has too many eyes and is too smart. Of course it is a good thing more often, but it is hard to say at certain moments. You can assess the situation, but once you are smart, you are often afraid of death and responsibility.Why did Lu Yundai hold his breath at the beginning, risking his life to break through the realm and enter the Longmen realm? It was because he was worried that Lu Tingjiao would not be able to convince the public in the future. Lu's lineage would fall beside the power of the Misty Mountain, such as the woman with the disciple of the sword cultivator , or Uncle Hong who suddenly became interested in power and status one day, many new enshrined guest ministers, many of them are not fuel-efficient lamps, otherwise the number of people who appeared outside the Patriarch Hall this time should be seven or eight more Talent is right.

Lu Yundai suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, which looked scary, but it was actually a good thing.

The heart seems to open up a bit, and the energy in the body will not be so stagnant.

Lu Yundai's eyes widened suddenly, and he swept to the edge of the cliff, and looked intently, only to see a pocket flying sword hovering not far from the cliff, and a talisman almost burned to nothing.

Lu Yundai stomped his feet, and finally started to panic. It was very likely that it was a mother-child echo talisman. Even if it wasn't, there are thousands of talismans in the world, and most of them are talisman papers with similar functions.

That guy is really sinister

Sure enough, in the rain curtain outside the landscape formation, the sword light broke through the formation and came again.

The old man on crutches who had just walked back to the gate of his mansion stood in place, motionless, to show his respect.

The woman in the Dongfu Realm managed to stabilize the disciple's mind, but when Lei Ming and Jian Guang returned to the Misty Mountain, they found that the young disciple was out of breath, and his face was uglier than that of the master who had been punched and thrown twice.

The woman with the sword gritted her teeth, held down the sword, and flew back to the top of the mountain, thinking of fighting that man

If this disciple destroys the foundation of Dao, and her sword heart will be dusted from now on, and she will have no future at all, will she really want to be a bed-warming concubine for that Ma Tingjiao in the future?

Top of Misty Mountain.

The young man in green shirt landed on the top of the mountain again, and after slapping the gourd of Yangjian, the flying sword that had been secretly hidden outside the cliff was swept back into the gourd on the first day.

This time the long sword didn't bother to return to its sheath at all, and slowly raised its position, and finally hovered beside Chen Ping'an, just about to be able to easily reach out to hold it, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Lu Yundai in front of the Patriarch Hall.

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "General Ma, won't you come to visit with me and your father and son?"

His sleeves were bulging, and his words were pleasant, but his aura was not light at all, especially on the tip of the sword, a drop of golden sword energy condensed, dripped on the ground, and spread rapidly, creating a dazzling halo.

For no reason, Lu Tingjiao's legs softened when he remembered the previous sentence "Don't delay my cultivation".

Lu Yundai cupped his fists and bowed to the end, "Senior Sword Immortal, we admit defeat, and we are sincerely convinced. If seniors don't believe me, I, Lu Yundai, can go to the Patriarch Hall, burn three sticks of incense with three drops of heart blood, and swear poisonous oath to the heavens in the name of our ancestors. .”

Chen Pingan was silent for a moment, and finally said, "There must be a Patriarch Hall to burn incense, right?"

It was the first time that Lu Yundai felt so frightened since he entered the fifth middle class.

The Patriarch Hall has never been a dispensable existence, it is the half life of all the fairy caves on the mountain

Lu Tingjiao's expression was even more uncertain, wanting to solve the current deadlock.

Chen Pingan suddenly stared at Lu Yundai, and asked, "Ma Tingjiao's life, or the survival of Misty Mountain Zushitang, which one do you choose?"

Lu Tingjiao was so anxious that she knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face, and begged for mercy: "Father, this is a vicious divorce plan, don't listen to it so easily."

Lu Yundai and Chen Pingan looked at each other, and slowly raised their hands without looking at their son.

With such an obvious movement, naturally it wouldn't be some kind of shattering move, just to tear the face off with that sword fairy.

Lu Tingjiao's heart trembled violently, she rolled over, and frantically fled backwards, trying to escape for her life. The reed flower robe on her body helped a lot, and her speed was as fast as that of a sea-observing monk.

Even if the chance of escaping from the sky is very small, Ma Tingjiao can't wait to die, and is still beaten to death by his father outside the Patriarch Hall.

His father's tyrannical character, as a son, how can he not know that he will really kill him to make big things into small things, and at worst, he will use this to tide over the current difficulties.

Furthermore, Ma Tingjiao was lucky, as long as he escaped from the sight of the sword fairy, his father, Lu Yundai, might lose the chance to make a move. Then it would be the turn of the ruthless father to face a sword fairy. Fairy's Autumn Settlement.

Chen Ping glanced at Lu Tingjiao, who had been locked by Lu Yundai far away, and said expressionlessly: "Lu Yundai, go to the Patriarch Hall to burn incense, and this matter will be exposed. People who practice Taoism still have to talk about Yin Defubao Yes, I care more about things.”

Lu Yundai quickly withdrew his hands, turned around, and strode towards the Patriarch Hall. Enduring the pain in his heart, he withdrew the landscape formation. Facing those spiritual cards and hanging statues, he dripped three points of heart blood, and silently lit three sticks of secret incense, using rumors The secret art of the fairy family that can go up to the poor and down to the underworld, perform according to the agreement, pay homage to the ancestors, hold a fragrance, and swear poisonous oaths loudly.

When the woman from the Dongfu Realm came to the top of the mountain.

Just next to my ear is the oath of the Misty Mountain Patriarch Hall.

In her eyes, she saw the green-clothed swordsman with the jade hairpin on his head and the gourd on his waist, the mountain rain was blowing so that the young man's hair and sleeves were shaking.

The man swept backwards, lightly stepped on the sword fairy at his feet who followed like a shadow, and a golden light drew a large circle in the sky above Misty Mountain, heading south.

For example, the ancient immortal drew a big circle in the world with a pen.

Not only this swaying woman, but almost all the monks of Misty Mountain had a similar thought in their hearts, and they were stirring endlessly.

The posture of a sword fairy cannot be added.

But in the distance, one person and one sword quickly broke through the entire rain curtain and thick sea of ​​clouds, and suddenly the sky and the earth were bright, and the sun hung high.

Chen Ping changed from a standing posture to a strange sitting posture slightly hanging in the air. He and the Sword Immortal also had Qi traction, so he was able to sit steadily, but it was by no means the kind of mind-to-heart connection that Jianxiu Yujian had. "Boundary.

It is a new boxing post in Shaking Mountain's score, sitting post, called Shizuo.

Because it is recorded in the boxing manual that the ancient gods occupy the heavenly court like a corpse.

Chen Ping's ability to travel far away with the "sword" is actually just standing on the sword fairy, and he has to suffer from the wind. In addition to his extremely tough physique, he also owes it to this immovable seat.

Cui Cheng once said that the boxing post is dead, it is not considered brilliant, it depends on the state of mind of the boxing practitioner, whether they can develop courage and develop momentum, an ordinary entry-level boxing post can also go straight to the end of martial arts.

Under the sun.

The swordsman in green shirt sits on the fairy sword, the man and the sword, the sword and the heart, are clear and bright.