Jiuzun asked

Some of the people who were hit and fell by that sword qi had a sad face, while others wanted to fish in troubled waters.

"Humph···."

The person flying in the sky on Jianxu Mountain, turned his back, and there were several sword auras, and the people who were fishing in troubled waters all had blood on their cheeks.

"Get out of Jianxu City, half a cup of tea." The man's face changed coldly, and he raised his head to look at the crowd at the foot of Jianxu Mountain.

Rabbits run to dogs, birds and beasts scatter!

Now at the foot of Jianxu Mountain, there are no more than a hundred people who can stand.But Li Zhong and Miss Mu'er also fell to the ground, and they retreated in a radius around the foot of Jianxu Mountain.

"You guys are playing, my sister and I are not interested in this." Yin Fuyao twisted his waist like a water snake, and walked out again with Baili Canghai on his shoulders.

The dog-faced Taoist priest behind them glanced at Jianxu Mountain and followed them.

Xiao Wenwen naturally knew that this dog-faced Taoist priest was the three-eyed earth dragon, who became a human body with one turn of the fortune-telling pill.

The rest of Xiao Wenwen and Nalan Chanyi glanced at the little black dragon Chunchun, who saw melon seeds in his mouth, and said in a soft voice, "I won't disturb your leisure time, old lady."

The man standing in the sky on Jianxu Mountain glanced at the three of them walking outside, his eyebrows drooped, and he didn't say much.

"Oh, my back is sore..." Yao Shisan called out from beside him.

Xiao Wenwen didn't expect that this Yao Shisan had some skills, with a straight and small body, standing stiffly like winter snow and cypresses, with a sassy aura.

"Put your chest up, you can put it down." Xiao Wen asked looking at Yao Shisan's rather weird standing posture.

"Huh." Yao Shisan's face was indifferent, but he also turned his hands away.

"Who is your master?" Xiao asked indifferently.

"Have you ever heard of a terrifying Taoist?" Yao Shisan said indifferently.

"Oh, it sounds like this name must be better than Wugou Sword Immortal." Xiao asked.

"That is, he will be Ling Jue to stand in Kunlun, and the sword will separate the yin and yang from the sky to determine male and female. You say, you will be invincible against Wugou that earth dog." Yao Shisan said indifferently.

"But who would have thought that there would be nine lightning strikes. The terrifying Taoist is dead, but you little demon Shisan is alive and kicking."

The trickiness in these words can be heard by any idiot.

"This is life." Xiao Yao Thirteen looked worried, and wrinkled the tip of his nose a few times.

Xiao Wenwen and Nalan Chanyi glanced at each other, and saw that the sect on Jianxu Mountain was wide open, but more than a hundred people went to this Jianxu Mountain.

This Jianxu mountain is worthy of the name of Jianxu.Even among the ordinary chaos on the stone wall, swords of different colors are unusual.

The Wugou Sword Sect is just like the ordinary Immortal Mountain Sword Sect, with pavilions, towers and towers, with a faint fairy aura.

"In this Wugou Sword Sect, there are ninety-nine and 81 sword rooms. Those who enter the sword room will compete with the people in the sword room. Those who have not entered the sword room will compete with others from the Wugou Sword School." Wearing the sky The man in the cyan Taoist robe just finished speaking.

There are only nine shadows left, and the ninety-nine and 81 sword rooms have already closed their doors.

"You don't have to wait any longer, none of these 81 people can come out." The Taoist said, glanced at the remaining nine people and said: "The Taoist heart of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil cannot cultivate the unique way of swordsmanship in heaven and earth."

"Oh, what is the mystery of this 81's sword room, I really want to break into it." Bai Xingjun exclaimed.

"Even Baidi can't get out, do you still want to break in?" The man frowned and asked.

"Let's talk about it later." Mr. Bai Xing understands the reason why others give a step, and when a person gives a step, he doesn't ask for it.

The rest of the nine people followed behind the Taoist and came to a jade bridge, which was on the Baiqiong mountain stream.On one side, the light clouds roll freely, and on the other side, small waterfalls flow straight down.

Everyone looked under the cloud bridge, not knowing that it was three thousand feet away, but saw a white crane flying above the sky.

"Close your eyes." The Taoist shouted coldly.

Xiao Wenwen looked up to the sky indifferently, and saw a fairy standing on top of the white crane. The fairy had an out-of-this-world appearance, with a red water chestnut hanging on his waist.

"Why didn't you close your eyes when I asked you to?" the man asked Xiao.

Xiao Wen raised the corner of his mouth and said, "If everyone is afraid of people's prestige, why do they need to practice the immortal way of immortality?"

The man looked at Xiao Wen, smiled lightly, and said, "You are the ninth sword picker."

The ratio of picking swords in the Sword Market is that only the top three can enter the Junlin Jiange to view the sword stele.And Xiao Wenwen ranked ninth, because the chances are too slim.After all, those who can get to this place are not mediocre.

Nodding calmly, Xiao Wenwen sat cross-legged and said, "You march while I watch chess."

What he meant was that if you use your tricks, I will let it happen naturally!

"Okay." The man said, looking at a young man in a light blue Taoist robe, he said, "You are the first."

The first person to pick a sword, the success or failure is only five or five, after all, this is the sword market.

The man cupped his hands and said, "I'm going downstairs to enter the yuan, and I will accept it."

Lou Ruyuan stepped up into the sky, and saw that there are 330 steps on Jianxu Mountain, and on the 33rd step, there is a person standing with his hands behind his back.

The sword energy breaks the void, hurting people silently!

On the cliff level, there are casual people drinking tea at ease, and there are disciples learning swords with sword manuals in their hands.Sometimes the bamboo thread breaks through the air, and sometimes the sound of drinking tea is staggering.

Birds do not sing, swords do not sing!

And the sound of tea is in my ears, and the sound of wind is also in my ears!

Lou Ruyuan walked with his sword in hand, and an extremely cold sword sound came towards him.

"The sword has the heart of the sword, and the person has the heart of the Dao. But if the heart of the sword and the heart of the Dao are balanced, is your heart of the sword or your heart of the Dao hard?" An old Taoist held a Qingming sword and looked at the building calmly into yuan.

Sword heart, Dao heart!

Dao Xin, Jian Xin!

Looking at Lou Ruyuan standing in front of a Nansong Pavilion, the old man in the pavilion was drinking a cup of tea and looking at Lou Ruyuan indifferently.

"Say."

The old man raised his voice to ask, and Lou Jinyuan was so startled that there was a bead of sweat hanging on Lou Jinyuan's face, like the skirt of his clothes.

"Have you ever thought about surpassing anyone in your heart?" the old man asked again.

"Heaven... the year of the deer in Tianfeng Mountain is warm." Lou Ruyuan said.

"Oh, what good fortune did he have?" the old Taoist asked.

But Lou Ruyuan stayed where he was, with worry flashing across his eyes, wondering if Lu Nianwen was a demon in his heart or someone who urged him to practice Taoism in his mind.

"He was born with a Dao seed, there is no one in a million." Lou Ruyuan said.

The natural Dao seed is the heavenly spiritual root for cultivating Dao, and there is really no one in a hundred thousand.

"Do you still pick the sword at the top of the sword market?" the old man asked Lou Ruyuan.

"Picking." Lou Ruyuan said firmly.

"Why pick a sword?" The old man continued to ask.

"Enter Junlin Jiange, Wutianxuan Sword Monument." Lou Ruyuan said.

"If you are asked to practice the best swordsmanship in the world, what should you do?" the old Taoist asked, and the sword intent had already emerged.

Knock your heart, knock your heart!

A unease flashed across Lou Ruyuan's eyes, and he said, "If you fight him, the sky will be dark and the sky will be dark. Let the whole Sui Yongcheng be proud of me."

Homecoming, be a great hero!

"Oh, do you still pick the sword at the top of the Sword Market?" the old Taoist asked.

Like a bolt from the blue, it hit Lou Ruyuan's head.If there are all heroes on this side, why bother picking the sword from Jianxu Mountain.Even an ordinary sword can match his Dao Heart.

"Before the Great Dao, there was no distinction between heaven and earth, and there was no universe to hide people. Who remembers the person who carried the sword in the world, who ever remembered the person who made the sword, and do you remember when you carried the sword? Do you remember the cold you picked up? Branches become swords, and the coldest time to practice swords is midwinter." The old Taoist asked.

The fine sweat on Lou Ruyuan's face dissipated in the wind. Thinking about the past, he never felt that the sword in his hand was a bit heavy.

"Do you still pick the sword from Jianxu Mountain?" the old man asked again and again.

"Pick."

"Why." The old man asked calmly.

"I want to know how much the sword on the sword market weighs." Lou Ruyuan said, and continued: "I also want to know how much I weigh."

"Picking the sword into the Dao Heart, the Dao Heart hides the sword intent." The old Taoist said.

Lou Ruyuan volleyed up to the sword market, and lifted an ancient sword with a handle from the sword market.

His hands were slightly cold and quite heavy.

If the heart of Tao is not in the heart of the sword, what is the use of practicing swords!

If Jianxin is not in the Dao, what is the purpose of cultivating Dao!

He picked up the Ruin Sword from Jianxu Mountain, knowing how much it weighed!

He smiled lightly and went down Jianxu Mountain, not knowing what weight the sword in his heart still remembered.

"The second..."

These 330, [-], and [-]rd-level Jianxu ancient roads all stood in front of the Nansong Pavilion and stopped.

The old Taoist bewitched people's hearts, so he killed three people.

The sword in the sword market is still standing on the top of the sword market, and there are very few people who can pick it up.

"You..." The young Taoist looked at Mr. Bai Xing and said.

Bai Xingjun stepped indifferently, and headed straight up to Jianxu Mountain, like a light cloud that is steadily rising.

"boom."

That Bai Xingjun fell under the foot of the mountain in one fell swoop, and whether the cloud waterfall is three thousand feet, I am afraid that Bai Xingjun will know.

"Roar..." Bai Xingjun moved his head proudly, and went straight to the Sword Market again.

Bai Xingjun stared at him, holding a long sword, and rushed to the Sword Market.

One hundred and one Taoist priests of Jianxu, all swords down together, is a "group fight".

"Bah, don't be shameless." Bai Xingjun looked up with blood in his mouth.

Xiao Wenwen looked at the "Guardian" on Jianxu Mountain, and he and Lou Ruyuan once "speaked", but meeting Bai Xingjun was a group fight.

Bai Ying'er drew out his sword, that Bai Xingjun's face changed three times, and the biting lip was bloodshot.

At the first thought, Baijian Feixian!

Seeing these more than a hundred old Taoists, he wanted to cut Bai Xingjun under the sword.Xiao Wenwen raised his sword and came out, with a thought of Feixian Hundred Swords.

"Wugou is really a dog." Xiao asked, looked at the leader and said, "White Emperor and Wugou have a festival, why bother to involve his son."

A sword came out against the hundred swords on the sword market, that Bai Xingjun stood up straight, and gave Xiao Wendao a faint look.

"Oh, you want to stand up for Mr. Bai Xing." said the young Taoist leader.

"Bullshit Sword Immortal, the sword market in Dazao is clean, so I'll try the quality of the sword market. If I don't pick the sword on the sword market, I will definitely regret it." Xiao Wen said, glancing at the man.

"Finished formation." The young Taoist shouted.

Seeing the gatekeepers of the Sword Market coming out with a fairy sword in hand, they were really shameless and wanted to fight in groups.

That Bai Xingjun leaned against Xiao Wenwen's back, and said: "The grievances of the Millennium Douyu are over."

Nalan Chanyi's clear eyes moved, while Xiao Yao Shisan had her hips akimbo, holding a cold cypress branch...