"We haven't seen each other for many years, but Fairy Yaochi is still as charming as ever! Her cultivation is even more unfathomable! It's like seeing an old friend again!" The man in common clothes actually cupped his hands and spoke to the beauty in palace attire, showing special respect in his words.
This beauty in palace clothes glanced at the man in civilian clothes, tilting her head like a girl as if she was thinking about something. Suddenly her eyes lit up and she actually started laughing. It suddenly looked like a flower in full bloom, making people yearn for it.
She lightly covered her fragrant lips with her white and tender right hand, and said happily: "I remember coming, I remember. You used to always follow Mr. Xuantong and serve him. You were the cute little Taoist priest with a little bit of a goofiness!"
"Fairy has good eyesight!" The commoner man's face seemed a little red in the dark. Although he looked to be in his thirties, his temples were gray. If you were familiar with him, you would know that he was actually over seventy years old. However, as his cultivation level increases, his appearance has not changed since he broke through the innate realm. It seems a bit funny to be called a little Taoist priest by a young beauty.
But the man in common clothes was not angry at all. He saluted the beauty from a distance and said: "In the past, I followed Mr. Wenzheng, my respected master, to learn the way of immortality. But most of the time, I served my master, Mr. Xuantong, and I was lucky enough to get it often. Meeting the Fairy. At that time, the Fairy and several masters often discussed Taoism with the Master. Now I have benefited a lot from what I saw and heard that day. Over the years, the Master has ascended like this, but there is no news about his old friend. I haven’t seen the Fairy for many years. , I think the fairy must be infinitely better now!"
Fairy Yaochi gently waved the flower branches in her hands, sat down on a small round stone, and said with a sweet smile: "The slave family has not practiced for more than thirty years, and all the things from back then have been abandoned. Now, It seems that you don't even know what principles you are practicing. Tell me, little Taoist priest, what have you been practicing for so many years?" She looked at the man in common clothes with a smile, and saw that the man in common clothes was calm and relaxed. Piaopiao is very charming, and her eyes can't help but be a little crazy.
The person who looked vaguely like that day, although not wearing Taoist robes, looked more like an immortal. Looking at the commoner man who looked more handsome despite some vicissitudes of life, Fairy Yaochi actually had a bit more smile in her eyes.
"Alas!" A sigh!
But it made people's hearts tremble. Even if the common man had extraordinary cultivation, hearing this seemingly unreasonable sigh made him almost intoxicated. But after all, he has been practicing for many years, which is far beyond the comparison of ordinary people. In addition, he is persevering and self-disciplined, and he quickly woke up. Looking at the beautiful and picturesque woman, I remembered that she was a famous figure in the world in the past. Her unique skills were unparalleled among her peers. Looking at this beauty in palace attire, Fairy Yaochi, the man in common clothes seemed to be more awake, and naturally he exuded an invisible and proud spirit! It feels inscrutable.
"Yes! After so many years of practice, what exactly are you practicing?" The man in civilian clothes seemed to have a trace of sadness in his eyes. Think about it, this Yaochi Fairy is a famous sect in the world, the predecessor of the Xiaoyao Sect, and one of the only two supreme elders of the Xiaoyao Sect in the contemporary era. She is also known as Yaochi Fairy Feng Biwei. , is said to have reached the eighth level thirty years ago.
"Giggle!" She actually laughed again. Seeing that the common man didn't answer her, she actually looked at the common man with a somewhat sad look in her eyes and said, "I went out for a trip and finally met an acquaintance. I thought I was just bored. When I went out for a walk, I didn’t expect to meet you, a little Taoist priest, first! Why is it not as fun as it was back then?”
"The fairy is a senior master! Of course, Tishou can't compare with him!" The commoner man's face was actually a little embarrassed, but thinking that this beauty was not easy to get along with, he then laughed and said: "Tishou is no longer the little Taoist priest he used to be. It has been more than 40 years since I left the school! Even the Donghai Fairy who was under my predecessor’s sect is now regarded as a guest of honor by the Li family in the Southern Tang Dynasty. The Xiaoyao Sect has become famous all over the world even earlier. It is rare to see a fairy again. I am deeply honored by Tishou. !” The man in civilian clothes fell gently from the pine branches.
No matter what, this person used to be a famous senior in the world. Although he looked like a young girl, he was probably a few years older than me. The commoner man, with his clothes fluttering, slowly walked up to the beauty in palace attire and complimented: "If it weren't for the fairy's charming image, it would be irreplaceable in Tishou's heart. For a moment Tishou thought he had seen it wrong!"
"You are the only one who can speak!" Hearing the common man's words, Yaochi Fairy couldn't help laughing, and suddenly turned her head and looked at the common man quietly, like a deeply in love woman looking at her lover. . Her pair of dark eyes flickered, like a lovely elf in the newly dimmed light.
"You are a little nervous! Little Taoist!" The fragrant wind blew into my nostrils. Unexpectedly, the body of Fairy Yaochi was close to the common man. The alluring girl-like fragrance, even for a person who has been practicing for decades, saw it. Her breasts were high and her muscles were like fat, which made her heart beat faster. The breathing of a common man seems to be no different from that of ordinary people, but people who have reached this level of cultivation naturally know it well.
His heart beats like an ordinary person!
For practitioners, it is like a heartbeat that is ten times faster than normal, and the mind is confused. Among the masters, it is like falling behind. If this Yaochi fairy really has any intentions, I'm afraid she will be extremely difficult to deal with.
Shocked by the speed of the Yaochi Fairy and the invisible body, the common man calmed down again and sighed slightly: "I have been practicing for decades, and I thought I was making progress all the time. When I saw the Fairy, I realized that everything was an illusion, and I still felt... You can’t detach yourself if you are bound by something!”
Fairy Yaochi did not seem to hear the common man's self-talk. Instead, she was indifferent to the common man's self-effacement and looked at him quietly, like a gentle and virtuous wife looking at her long-returned husband.
But the common man knew that the Yaochi Fairy was very good at identifying people. If he was a little careless when facing her, she might see through it. He couldn't help but look at each other with a slight smile, as if he also wanted to see through her. Sure enough, Fairy Yaochi saw that the common man's expression did not change, so she asked again: "Did you ask someone to cause the flood that just hit this city? If so, then you have so many things in your heart!" Fairy Yaochi stared closely at the common man, like an innocent child who saw that an adult had done something wrong.
She said that when she saw that his expression did not change, she actually smiled again. She approached the man in civilian clothes without any taboo, and giggled again: "The slave family said that after so many years of practice, you can't live and go back!" How could you possibly do such a thing that will ruin your life and harm others!"
Seeing the strange fragrance in his arms, the common man didn't react. Looking at her seemingly innocent eyes, he felt a little emotional in his heart. If you didn't know, you would really think that she was compassionate, but those who knew knew that she was moody that day. The difficult Lord has dealt with so many people in his life. He seemed to understand something in his heart, and couldn't help but smile slightly: "Fairies are not ordinary things in the world. They are just ordinary people of the younger generation. I don't know that fairies are here! I wonder if the water from the flood discharge has affected the fairies!"
"Yes!" Fairy Yaochi replied unceremoniously, suddenly like a spoiled child in her arms, she said angrily: "The slave family has something going on this time. I have been waiting here for the baby for ten days. , who knew that the sudden arrival of this water would actually scare him away!" She stared at the common man, her pretty face just a punch away from him, and seemed to be staring at the common man fiercely, but there was nothing scary about it. , and then said in a scary way: "Tell me, if the slave family catches this mischievous villain, should he be spanked severely?"
For a moment, the common man felt that he couldn't help but laugh. He could only cover up his embarrassment and said: "Everything in the world can hardly be seen by a fairy. It must be unintentional. Why should a fairy be as familiar as a junior! I don't know what kind of magical thing there is in Yongzhou City, but it actually attracted the fairy to come in person!" The common people are ignorant, but they frighten the fairy!",
Fairy Yaochi suddenly raised her head quietly and looked at the horizon in the distance, where there seemed to be the last light. On the contrary, it seemed that her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she had some memories in her heart. It makes people feel that there must be something hidden in her heart.
"Tell me, little Taoist priest, how many of these cultivators have truly ascended to the Tao!" She seemed to be talking to herself. She suddenly turned her head to look at the man in common clothes and murmured: "If they all ascend, can we meet them in the sky? Is the sky really that good? Oh, it's not fun at all, little Taoist priest, I have to leave!"
She slenderly lifted her right index finger, and suddenly raised it gently in front of her lips, pinched her lips and whistled softly!
Before the arrival of the already somewhat silent night, among the sounds of torrents in mountain streams, and among the shadows of mountains where monsters lurked, this sharp sound came out far away, abrupt and soul-stirring.
Night has fallen.
Roar! A roar came from behind the whistle! The roar echoed in the mountains for a long time, seeming to be responding to the sharp whistle here.
What's even more surprising is that the roar of the tiger actually comes from far away and is close within a moment.
Naturally, the common man was also very surprised. He also kept a pet in his seclusion, but it was definitely not such a ferocious big insect. Could it be that Fairy Yaochi kept a big bug?
Sure enough, I saw a huge white tiger; it seemed to jump out of the darkness out of thin air, like a beautiful picture. The common man did not move, looking at the huge tiger with a body of more than two meters long and a white body with teeth and claws. This kind of white alien species is rare in the world. It seemed to be spiritual. It stared at its unfamiliar self for a while, then slowly approached Fairy Yaochi, walked around her, and then squatted down on the right side of her.
Fairy Yaochi glanced at the man in cloth, with a faint look that seemed hopeful. Seeing that the man in cloth looked calm, she sat sideways on the white tiger, but never looked back. Her petite body sat on the broad tiger's back, seemingly stable. The white tiger roared again and quickly carried Yaochi Fairy on his back and disappeared into the jungle.
Seeing the Yaochi Fairy disappearing, the common man breathed a sigh of relief and murmured to himself: "Masters whom I haven't seen for many years have appeared one after another. Is the world really going to be turned upside down again?" But there was a faint noise in his ears, coming from There were all kinds of shouts in Yongzhou City. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at the dimly lit Yongzhou City, his eyes expressionless for a long time.
Is the world really going to be in chaos?
I hope everyone is well!
"you are mine!"
Staring hard at Mr. Sun, who was standing with his hands behind his back, Zhou Yi's eyes were bloodshot. Staring closely, as if afraid that Mr. Sun would disappear. The words were spoken slowly one by one, and the energy radiating from his body actually caused the black robe on his body to flutter automatically in the absence of wind.
Mr. Sun quietly looked at Zhou Yi who was showing his teeth and claws. He didn't make a sound or move. He stood there like a stone sculpture, but his expression became cautious.
"Elder Zhou, a well-known figure in the world. He used to be known as the drowned ghost. Now he is the master of the Hades Altar of the Hell Gate. He is good at chasing souls in the 21st Road!" Mr. Sun's face relaxed and he looked at it quietly. Zhou Yi, the battle between masters is not a simple move.
Momentum will determine the outcome between the masters. Both of them are undoubtedly innate masters who have practiced for many years. Their state of mind and realm will be the final factors in the outcome. Mr. Sun continued to say calmly: "It is said that you are the previous elder of Hell Sect and one of the nine disciples of the world-famous Senior Ghost Mother! I just don't know where Elder Zhou's skills rank among the disciples of Senior Ghost Mother! "
Mr. Sun looked sideways and said: "Elder Zhou is a well-known master in the world. The people around him are just soldiers in the military academy. Most of them are common people who cannot have enough food and clothing. Actually, Elder Zhou came here to work. I don't know. Is it the luck of the Longtan Temple, or the bitter sorrow of these people!"
Although the two people's energy kept attacking and locking each other, ordinary people around them could not get close to the battle between the two people. Both of them knew that the other was not an easy person to get along with, so they couldn't help but be engrossed in it, not even paying attention to the fighting around them. But with the skills of two people, they can know what is going on around them without looking. Mr. Sun looked relaxed and seemed more comfortable at this moment. Zhou Yi obviously frowned, and his lean and withered face looked even more scary.
Zhou Yi came out this time with eight followers that he had cultivated for many years. In the world of martial arts, it is good for people to call him a drowned man, but that was more than ten or twenty years ago, and now very few people would mention this nickname in front of him. Since he took charge of the Styx Altar, his majesty has become increasingly strong, and his eight guards have become more and more famous. People in Sichuan call them the Eight Ghosts of the Styx.
The Eight Ghosts of Styx are naturally famous in the world of martial arts. And this Meng Lu is the one with the best cultivation among the eight ghosts of the Styx, and he is usually relied upon by Zhou Yi. Originally, with Meng Lu's current skills, one person could handle people like Liu Biao. But among the hundreds of soldiers, there happened to be Fu Wuyi. He seemed to be a born master of formations. Various small formations of three or four people faced the enemy from all sides. The small formation then connected into a large formation, and half of Meng Lu's men were surrounded and dealt with.
Although Meng Lu killed several soldiers in a short time, his two men in black, who were also two of the eight ghosts, were directly shot through the body by sharp arrows and died before his eyes. What made Meng Lu even more annoyed was that another brother was shot directly through his left leg. Although he could still remain undefeated, his actions were greatly reduced. If you are a little negligent, it will be difficult to escape.
In response to those words, he punched the old master to death. On this battlefield, even if you are a good player in the world, if you are facing a bunch of desperate soldiers, you may suffer disaster if you are not careful. Meng Lu tried several times to rise into the air and break out of the encirclement, killing Fu Wuyi who was commanding from the side, but Fu Wuyi seemed to be able to see through Meng Lu's thoughts every time. Fu Wuyi stood behind a dozen soldiers, closely watching the changes and movements on the battlefield. He held several small flags of various colors in his hands and kept issuing various orders.
Although Fu Wuyi is not a master in the world, he also knows the danger of Meng Lu. If he is allowed to escape, he is afraid that he will be the first to suffer. These soldiers who are usually trained are the elite of the Fuling garrison, and they are convinced by Wu Yi. Now is also the yardstick for Fu Wuyi to test his abilities, so for Fu Wuyi, these soldiers are as easy as using arms and fingers.
As soon as six people were surrounded, Fu Wuyi focused on the cruel Meng Lu and specially called dozens of archers to deal with him. As long as he moved in the circle, arrows would rain down on him. But Meng Lu didn't move, and the swords and guns in the formation on the side continued to attack, making Meng Lu, a master in the world, suddenly lose his temper in the hands of these soldiers on the battlefield. He had been dodging and avoiding, but before he could move or attack, his arm was slightly injured.
Luo Zong here knew that the officers and soldiers besieging Longtan Temple actually turned against him and came to help his side, so he was naturally excited. But after listening to Mr. Sun's words, he remembered his two brothers and Xiao Qilang in front of him. Knowing that there would be no danger here, he shouted and led his people down to the roof and hurried forward.
Zhou Yi frowned, looked at Mr. Sun thoughtfully, and said coldly: "Your Excellency is very calculating. If you are not mistaken, you must want to provoke a certain family to take action against you!" Suddenly there was a crackling sound, but he still stood there without moving. A murderous aura spread invisible from his body.
"A certain family has underestimated you. Now it seems that what you have learned must have come from the Taoist sect! And the technique you just used to attack a certain family's guards with an arrow should have come from the Maoshan Sect's Seven Stars Lianzhu. You are actually Disciple of Maoshan!" Zhou Yi looked at Mr. Sun in surprise, with a bit more resentment in his eyes.
Mr. Sun neither denied nor admitted until the real battle was coming.
No bells and whistles, no dismantling, just two people meeting each other head on.
It's like two shadows, making loud clashing sounds from time to time. If you accidentally touch or get close, you will be involved inexplicably.
The people on the side were dazzled. Under Fu Wuyi's command, there were only two men in black left, one of whom was Meng Lu, who was wounded all over. The Fuling soldiers also paid a heavy price. Dozens of them fell to the ground and could not get up again, but no one retreated. Looking at the exhausted Meng Lu, they just wanted to end the battle quickly.
There was a loud bang and the two figures separated. Mr. Sun actually stepped back several feet in the air, and landed next to a group of disarmed soldiers, landing on a stone. What made the soldiers' scalps numb was that the stones where he landed were scattered like cracks. .
Almost all of his sleeves were gone and turned into strips of cloth hanging down. On his arms, there were actually five or six blood-red finger marks. The finger marks were protruding and twisted, making them look particularly weird. There was also a piece of clothing missing from his chest. The most shocking thing was that his face was pale and a wisp of scarlet blood overflowed from the corner of his lips.
"What a brilliant method of killing ghosts and souls!" Mr. Sun shuddered, and a stream of blood spurted out from his mouth, but his face gradually became normal, and he did not wipe it off: "A certain family has been taught!"
"Sun Qingyi with iron hands and steel legs,,,,,,!"
Zhou Yi also stepped back a few feet away. His clothes were flying and shaking, and he didn't even look at his follower. His half-white hair had spread out, and his face was pale. He didn't look as serious as Mr. Sun. .
He stared at Mr. Sun tightly, as if he wanted to see something. His bloodshot eyes seemed to be split, making his eyes even more terrifying. He still had his hands in his sleeves, but his chest kept rising and rising as he said, "It is said that you are the White-robed Silver Spear Xia Qinghou, the first disciple of Maoshan. A certain family is really lucky,,,,,,!"
Mr. Sun (Sun Qingyi) looked at Zhou Yi quietly: "Senior Ghost Mother is worthy of being a strange person of the generation. The Dafa he created is indeed extraordinary. A certain family has learned from it!" Although blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, his face smiled: "Elder Zhou did not hesitate to damage his cultivation and forcibly used the secret method of respecting his master. Do you really want to fight to the death?"
"The only son of a certain family was killed by you on the streets of Yuzhou!" Zhou Yi seemed to be addicted to people, staring at Sun Qingyi angrily, his face actually twisted: "The hatred of killing a son is irreconcilable, today is not the case If you die, I will die!" Zhou Yi roared, his clothes all bulging. He rose into the air again and rushed towards Sun Qingyi.
"As you wish, I'll give you a ride!" A faint voice sounded in the air!
Sun Qingyi actually stepped down, and the cracked stones under his feet finally dispersed at this moment. The two people met again in the air. What was surprising was that this time the speed of the two people was obviously much slower. People on the side could see the two people fighting in the air.
This world is full of icing on the cake, but lacks timely help! As you wish, I’ll give you a ride! At this time, it sounds like a joke!
They are relatives and friends, and close acquaintances. Speaking these words at a critical moment is enough to move everyone!
But, this person is not. Not only is it not true, Zhou Yi also wants to give this sentence to him!
Not only is he not, but he is someone he deeply hates, his enemy! The man who cut off his own son's head with his own hands. Such words are so funny, so sad, so pitiful, and so infuriating.
However, he has no chance. At this time, there is no time to think too much, because thoughts can no longer keep up with actions.
He looked at the person opposite him blankly. He was once his enemy, the person he hated deeply! It was like a shooting star streaking across the sky before my eyes. Although it left behind a moment of beauty, it disappeared like fireworks!
My eyesight is blurred and my mind goes blank!
The body and head are separated!
Blood spurts out, but the head has not yet fallen to the ground. The separated head was wide-eyed, seemingly full of unwillingness and anger. But, so what! Everything is blank!
Sun Qingyi held a short scimitar in his right hand. The blood was not dry yet, and a drop of blood dripped from the blade.
The world is quiet!
