One person above Qing Huang Ting

With the same clothes and the same face, Jingtian looks like a naughty and smart street boy.

Fei Peng, on the other hand, is a jade-faced flying general who travels in plainclothes without changing his true character of martial arts.

Fei Peng closed his eyes and meditated. His memories of several reincarnations were evaporating rapidly, and even he couldn't keep them. Jiuquan's superpower was a rule embedded in the six realms, and even he couldn't avoid it.

I can only act like a bystander, like watching a movie at ten times speed, sweeping through my thousands of years of memories.

Hu Xiuwu waited quietly for Feipeng for half a quarter of an hour, listening to his thousand-year-old lament.

Feipeng opened his eyes and immediately recognized Hu Xiuwu's identity: "I've never seen you before. Are you a new god?"

Hu Xiuwu nodded, cupped his fists and saluted: "God General Xiuwu, I have met General Feipeng."

Feipeng said solemnly: "The Emperor of Heaven will not forgive me easily. Something happened to the God Realm."

The words were mixed with dissatisfaction and resentment towards the Emperor of Heaven. If it were a god like Aoxu who worshiped the Emperor of Heaven like a fanatical believer, he would probably quarrel with Fei Peng.

But the one who got it was Hu Xiuwu. He was someone else's child who was born from the divine fruit combined with his own innate energy, NTR.

He would happily tell Fei Peng the reason.

Such and such, such and such.

Feipeng nodded after hearing this: "I see, it is my duty to defeat the demon. I will kill the big snake."

Never mention the Emperor's orders.

Hu Xiuwu took out the magical fruit and said, "Jiutian Xuannv Empress ordered me to bring this magical fruit to help General Feipeng regain his strength."

Feipeng didn't refuse and took the divine fruit directly: "Thank you very much. Please thank Jiutian Xuannv for me."

Holding the magic fruit, I was about to take it when I suddenly remembered something and looked up at Yong'an's backyard.

Fei Peng sighed: "I owe you a son."

Then he took a bite of the divine fruit, refined it into a pure spiritual energy, and tore off a trace of the soul. He used the spiritual energy as a boat to cross the front hall and back room, and entered the fetus in the belly of Mrs. Jing Yi.

Jing Yi's second son, with the essence of the divine fruit and the divine general Yuan Ling, must be as talented as Jing Tian.

After completing all this, Fei Peng completely took the divine fruit, and with ease, he refined the divine fruit, which was almost of the same origin, and restored his former divine power.

Only half of the sword's intention was leaked, and Hu Xiuwu's eyes hurt slightly after it was stabbed. He subconsciously clenched his fists, and the Spring Sword was ready to go.

Fei Peng, the once strongest god general, is back.

Hu Xiuwu took out the Wind Spirit Bead from his pocket and handed it to Feipeng: "Someone is waiting for you."

There are some things that don’t need to be said.

Feipeng silently took the Wind Lingzhu: "I have to get my sword back first. I can feel it in the world."

There was no response. The Emperor of Heaven strictly prohibited the gods from falling in love. Feipeng didn't care what happened to him, but he didn't want Xiyao to be harmed.

Feipeng held the Wind Lingzhu and used the strong wind to send him to Shu Mountain.

After Feipeng left, Hu Xiuwu popped out a few specks of dust and fell on Ding Yiyan.

Ding Yiyan woke up leisurely, his eyes still a little blurry: "I, why did I still faint?"

Getting up from the ground, Ding Yiyan quickly glanced around the counter. The doors and windows were intact, the cash box was untouched, and the treasure house was complete.

"It seems I'm too tired. I thought I fell into the trap of the guy who came to pawn the jade bracelet."

Ding Yiyan breathed a sigh of relief when he found nothing unusual.

"What's wrong, Yoshihiko, what happened?"

Jing Yi walked from the door carrying a bottle of soy sauce.

Ding Yiyan turned around and saw Jing Yi: "It's nothing. I suddenly fainted for some reason just now. I thought I was hit. Now it seems I'm getting old."

Jing Yi said: "Maybe you're pregnant. You've been too tired recently. When your sister-in-law gives birth in a few days, I'll come back to stay with you."

Ding Yiyan waved his hands repeatedly: "No, you should stay at home and spend more time with your sister-in-law. You two finally have a child. What if you are not around."

"I don't know. The shopkeeper doesn't know the name of the child. Have you chosen it?" Mentioning this, Jing Yi's face beamed with joy: "If it's a girl, it will be called Jing Huan, if it's a boy, it will be Jingtian."

"Jingtian, Jinghuan is a good name."

Hu Xiuwu, who stood aside and was 'ignored' by Ding Yiyan and Jing Yi, watched the whole process with a dislocated feeling of going back in time.

He is not an aboriginal of the Immortal Sword World, and he is protected by the high status of Emperor Fengdu of Beiyin. He is not affected by the rules of Longtan Spring Water and still remembers the existence of Sedum.

Perhaps this plot also appeared when Sedum was born.

Hu Xiuwu's thoughts jumped:

Speaking of which, Sedum turned into Feipeng because of him, and Xuejian was never born at all.

Therefore, the male and female protagonists of Sword and Sword III, Jingtian and Xuejian, are considered dead in my hands.

Ok?

Thinking of the protagonists of Sword and Sword III, Hu Xiuwu suddenly thought of a person, not a sword.

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"Where is my sword?"

On the top of Shu Mountain, Feipeng came down on the wind. He was not in the mood to get close to the people in Shu Mountain who were barely his disciples. Let's get straight to the point.

He is a god and can ignore these rules, but the people of the Shushan Immortal Sword Sect cannot.

After Hu Xiuwu received the order to recall Feipeng, Immortal Taiqing used the method of seeing from heaven and hearing from the earth to contact the head of Shushan in the human world, informing him of the arrival of Feipeng, and ordered the Shushan disciples to receive Feipeng well and not to miss him. Etiquette.

So when Feipeng arrived, Shushan leader Qingxu, together with four elders and all the Shushan disciples, had already stood in front of the Shushan sect's main hall to meet the divine general.

Head Qingxu respectfully replied: "General Feipeng's sword is in the Shushan Demon Locking Tower."

"This is the access token to the Demon Locking Tower."

The Demon Locking Tower token that was strictly prohibited from being touched by outsiders in Shushan was just given to Feipeng by the head of Qingxu.

Feipeng is not a demon respecting the building. Although he does things vigorously and resolutely, he will not wantonly destroy the order of the mortal world.

If he can achieve his goals through human processes, he is also willing to follow human rules.

After receiving the Demon Locking Tower token, Qingxu did not need to lead the way. Through the connection with the Zhaodan Divine Sword, he easily found the location of the Demon Locking Tower.

Open the gate at the bottom of the Demon Locking Tower with the token, cross the demon-transforming water, and enter the Demon Locking Tower.

"Someone new is here and I smell fresh meat."

The spirit of the little demon at the bottom has gone crazy. When he sees the newcomer, he can't wait to pounce on him without even looking at who he is.

Fei Peng waved his sleeves, blowing and sweeping with his sword, and the demons were touched by the sword, their skin and flesh turned into mince, and their bones shattered into powder.

The sword energy surged forward like a great tide, and the monster fled at an even faster speed.

Feipeng walked calmly in the Demon Locking Tower. The warm-up exercise just now made him feel happy.

Looking for the faint sound of the sword, he found the Divine Sword of Zhaodan on the body of a demon.

Without hesitation, he drew out the divine sword, and the Demon Emperor, who was sealed by the divine sword, was instantly resurrected:

"Hahaha, I, the Demon King, have resurrected again. Who actually let me go? Let me go..."

The Demon King's excited howl suddenly stopped when he saw clearly who was in front of him.

Fei Peng stroked the Zhaodan Divine Sword and didn't notice the Demon Emperor at all.

The Demon Emperor pretended to be a wooden person for a long time, then rolled his eyes and quietly moved back.

Fei Peng slashed the Demon Emperor into two pieces with a backhand sword, and praised: "Good friend, your sharp edge has not diminished, follow me and continue to challenge powerful enemies!"

The Heavenly Demon Emperor, who was forced to use the treasure of the Sect, the Demon-Suppressing Sword (Zhaodan Divine Sword), to suppress the former Shushan leader, was killed by Feipeng with a single sword.

After the sword test, Feipeng sheathed his sword and prepared to leave the Demon Locking Tower, but was blocked by a spirit.

Fei Peng asked: "Who are you."

"Yeah, who are you?"

The nameless spirit murmured to himself.