The two flying swords, one on the left and the other on the right, shine like the sun and the moon in the sky, dazzling and beautiful.
After seeing Li Zhu sacrifice the second flying sword, Lu Ran nodded slightly, his broad sleeves fluttering in the wind, and a figure stepped through the void. His face was exactly the same as Lu Ran's, but his clothes were very different from Lu Ran's.
This person is wearing a loose Taoist robe, a lotus crown on his head, a mahogany sword on his back, and a snow-white peace and quiet talisman hanging on his waist. He looks like a real Taoist. If you don't look at his expression, he is quite immortal, but this person There was an inexplicable smile on his face, which gave people a mean feeling.
After the man saw Lu Ran, he gave him a Taoist slap, then turned around and stepped out a hundred feet away. When he saw Li Zhu, he said, "You must be the legendary sword cultivator Li Zhu, right?"
Li Zhu's eyes were fighting with that man, and there was a trace of caution on his face. He could say that the previous Master Fu Kong could suppress him with his sword skills, but the person in front of him was different from the monk Fu Kong. "Xuan Yin" is the second incarnation of Lu Ran. He combines Tao with Tao. He is a real monk in the fourteenth realm of Taoism.
Li Zhu's face was heavy, and the two flying swords beside him were constantly trembling and hissing. The sword energy tilted out involuntarily, just like the Milky Way entering the smoke waves, disrupting the spiritual energy of the mountains and rivers in this world, making it as chaotic as numbness.
Seeing that Li Zhu was silent, Taoist Xuanyin held up the lotus crown and said with a playful smile: "You don't have to hide it. I'm not an unreasonable person. Let's do this. You can leave a flying sword. How about Pindao not holding you accountable for breaking into the town without permission?"
Different from Lu Ran's solemn and ethereal character, Xuanyin's character is more free and easy. This is because Taoism advocates "doing nothing, then everything will be cured." Lu Ran's avatar is quite playful, even now His cultivation is still undiminished.
It is strange to say that Lu Ran is a Confucian disciple, but neither of his two clones are from the orthodox Confucian Academy. One of the two clones practices Buddhism in the Western Paradise, while the other practices Taoist magic. It's not weird.
Li Zhu frowned slightly and said, "If you want my sword, just come and get it yourself. Come on, the chatter will make you more noisy."
Xuanyin raised his brows, "Oh, you're not too gentle. If I don't show you a few hands, I'm afraid you won't know your last name."
After Xuanyin finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and performed a spell. The scene between heaven and earth suddenly changed. The sky suddenly tore open, and countless silver thunder and lightning exploded, filling the entire sky in an instant with a rumbling sound. There was a chilling aura, as if a catastrophe was coming.
"go!"
Xuanyin waved his sleeves, and several thunderbolts suddenly fell down. With a thunderous sound, they penetrated the heavy clouds and intertwined together as they fell, forming a "silver dragon" that was a hundred feet long and as thick as a python. , slashed towards Li Zhu's position.
Seeing this, Li Zhu quickly picked up the sword technique. With a flash of sword light, the position a few feet away from Li Zhu was cut out of thin air. Suddenly, Li Zhu and Xuanyin were divided into two worlds. Where the two heavens and earth are connected, a galaxy appears. The stars are bright, and Li Zhu hangs above, like a fairy in the Milky Way in the sky.
The falling silver sky thunder exploded above the galaxy, and for a moment the sky and the earth were as bright as day.
The burst of spiritual energy could be sensed thousands of miles away in the capital of Xia Kingdom. The people in the capital felt that the scorching sun hanging in the sky dimmed for a moment, but it only happened in a moment. Most people I just thought it was my own eyes that flashed, but this vision of heaven and earth could not escape the monks' perception. Many monks only felt that the spiritual energy in the surrounding heaven and earth trembled at this moment, and then returned to the same state after a while.
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In Xia Chengyi's old house.
At this moment, Xia Chengyi and Zhong Quan were sitting face to face.
Zhong Quan was sitting on the stool bored and said: "Tell me, is that pretty boy from before really a hero? When I look at him, he doesn't look like the legendary mountain immortals who fly with swords. Which of those immortals is not here? He disappeared without a trace, and disappeared in a few seconds. This pretty boy was so good, he almost fell down when he crossed the threshold. Look, he is just trying to trick us. Together with that Lu Shengun, he will give us two It’s a stumbling block.”
While weaving the bamboo basket, Xia Chengyi said, "The heroes have nothing to do with us. Besides, the two of us are so poor. Do you think there is anything worthy of their dealing with us?"
Zhong Quan pinched his chin, nodded and said: "It makes sense, but I still don't think that pretty boy looks like an expert. I guess he just knows how to do the three-legged cat and is just showing off to us. "
Speaking of this, Zhong Quan believed his guess more and more and concluded that Li Qida was not a great swordsman.
Xia Chengyi didn't say anything, and kept moving his hands, thinking about Li Qi's previous conversation with him. Li Qi told him that he would escort him for a certain distance in the future, but he had no plans to travel far out of town, and he could escort him according to Li Qi's wishes. It was for Lu Ran's sake, otherwise he wouldn't agree to this.
Just as Xia Chengyi was thinking, an explosion suddenly came from the horizon. The sound was so loud that the two of them covered their ears.
Zhong Quan came to Xia Chengyi's side and shouted at him: "Xia Chengyi! What is going on?"
Xia Chengyi saw Zhong Quan's face full of ferocity and yelled at him. Although he couldn't hear what he said, he could guess roughly. He shook his head and said that he didn't know what happened.
At this moment, the Qingfeng Sword suddenly flashed with light, and Xia Qingfeng, who had been in seclusion, suddenly appeared next to Xia Chengyi.
Zhong Quan was a little surprised when he saw the short winter melon suddenly appeared in the yard. He also found that the short winter melon didn't seem to be affected by the explosion.
Xia Qingfeng waved his hand and created a formation to isolate the courtyard, and then said solemnly: "Master, what big thing happened these days?"
Xia Chengyi felt a lot of relief in his ears. He put down his hands and found that there was no more explosion sound. He said, "Nothing happened these days. What's wrong? Also, what was the reason for that explosion sound just now?" thing?"
Xia Qingfeng just shook his head slightly and turned to look in the direction of the explosion, his eyes solemn.
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In a certain Chenghuang Pavilion, a short, haggard old man, with his hands behind his back, slowly walked out of the door. On both sides of the door were enshrined a clay statue of a god, a civil servant man holding a jade tablet, and another wearing an armor. With a sword, military talisman hanging on the waist, and a military commander with a civet cat squatting on his shoulder, the appearance of the two statues is almost the same as the statues of the civil and military gods enshrined in the Wusheng Temple in Wenchang Pavilion.
The short old man glanced at the two statues and said in a strange tone: "Oh, you are indeed a living god who has lived for a long time. The old bastard is holding his breath and living like a turtle. How can he be like the old man and me, with old bones and legs, half a body?" Those who are buried still have to move around.”
The little old man kept talking like this for a long time without getting tired of it. He kept talking over and over again, as if he was trying to bring the two clay statues to life.
I don't know how much time passed, but the short old man felt his mouth was dry. Seeing that the two clay statues were still motionless, he rolled his eyes and coughed slightly, "If you two don't speak, I'll take it as if you agreed. If the Confucian Temple gets angry with the old man at that time, I will say that I have the tacit consent of both of you. If you don't say anything, I will take it as your consent."
The civet cat squatting on the general's shoulder suddenly turned into a ray of light, and then a black civet cat that was identical to the statue's shoulder appeared. The black civet cat's hair seemed to be dyed with thick ink, and a pair of emerald-like eyes stared at it like a ghostly fire. He looked at the short old man and said, "Old man Feng, I advise you to be more honest these days and don't think about it."
When the short old man heard this, he immediately blew his nose and glared: "Who should I call Old Man Feng? No matter how big or small, I want to call you Old Master Feng, do you know?"
The civet cat ignored the old man, turned around and jumped towards the incense burner behind him. Then he lay down beside the incense burner and squinted his eyes. He saw wisps of white mist pouring out of the stove and entering the civet cat's body. The result is smooth and shiny hair that is more supple and translucent.
