There is a mountain gate under the Chongzhen Hall on the top of the mountain. At this moment, many Chongzhen disciples are cleaning it. Qingyuan’s urgent shouts came from far down the mountain. Everyone didn’t know what happened. They were surprised when they suddenly saw a group of scarlet shadows. It flew from the bottom of the mountain like a ghost and floated straight towards Chongzhen Hall.
Many Chongzhen disciples were shocked when they saw this. The Chongzhen Sword Sect was famous all over the world. For decades, no one had dared to break into the mountain gate so rashly. The person in front of them actually dared to rush into the Chongzhen Mountain Gate so unscrupulously. It was really audacious.
After all the disciples in the mountain gate were stunned, they suddenly felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They shouted loudly and ran towards the top of the mountain.
The mountain gate is still dozens of feet away from the Chongzhen Hall on the top of the mountain. At this time, it is the time when Chongzhen disciples are preparing for morning classes to practice swordsmanship. Most people gather in the square of the hall. Everyone was shocked when they suddenly heard the commotion of footsteps outside the mountain gate and the constant shouting and yelling.
In the mountain path between Chongzhen Hall, more than a dozen disciples saw with their own eyes a group of erratic red shadows coming up like ghosts. A group of disciples followed closely and shouted: "Stop him, stop him quickly!"
More than a dozen Chongzhen disciples were shocked when they saw this. They all drew their swords in their hands and shouted in unison: "Stop whoever is coming!"
Unexpectedly, the red cloud seemed to have never heard of it, and its movement did not stop at all. In the blink of an eye, it had arrived in front of the mountain path where a dozen disciples were. Facing a dozen gleaming long swords, the red shadow snorted contemptuously and said casually. : "Get out of my way!"
Before he finished speaking, the red shadow swept up like a violent wind. Before the disciples could react, they were staggered by the violent force and fell to the side of the road one after another. Every one of them suffered bruises and swollen noses and screams. Make a piece.
At this time, Chong Ling and Qingyuan rushed from the mountainside panting. When they saw a large number of people falling on the mountain road, their faces suddenly turned pale and full of horror.
That red shadow came out of nowhere, and the combined efforts of dozens of people couldn't stop him even half a step. It was really overwhelming. When the Chongzhen disciples in the square outside the main hall saw such an unexpected incident, they were immediately shocked and surprised. Each of them held their long swords in their hands as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
The red shadow fell down on the square, revealing a figure with white hair and red clothes. Seeing this, everyone in Chongzhen shouted together, and the angry future people surrounded him. But these young disciples had never encountered such a strange thing. Although they were furious, no one dared to act rashly for a while.
The man with white hair and red clothes was trapped in a tight siege, but he raised his eyes to the sky and did not bother to look at them. His arrogance made people look at him.
Among the crowd, a middle-aged Taoist priest with a short beard stood out, looked at the white-haired man with lightning eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "Who is here, and why are you trespassing on Qingcheng Mountain?"
The white-haired man still looked up at the sky with an arrogant expression. Hearing this, he asked coldly: "Who are you?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest saw that he was so arrogant, his face suddenly darkened, and he said slowly: "I poor Taoist Chongxi, may I ask the name of this donor?"
"Chong Xi? Never heard of it," the white-haired man smiled contemptuously, "You are not qualified to talk to me."
Chong Xi's face darkened, and anger surged in his heart. The person in front of him broke through the mountain gate without any communication, which was already a taboo in martial arts. At this moment, his attitude was even more arrogant and arrogant. He clearly did not let go of the Chongzhen Sword Sect, the leader of the Taoist sect in the world. In the eyes. But Chong Xi had always been very good at cultivating Qi. Even though he was angry, he still remained somewhat calm and polite. He looked at the white-haired man with cold eyes, suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "The donor forced his way into Qingcheng Mountain, hurt our disciples, and is so arrogant. Isn't it too arrogant and disrespectful?"
The white-haired man didn't bother to talk to him. He looked around with a gloomy face, as if searching for something. After a moment, he suddenly raised his head and let out a loud roar. The sound shook in all directions, the roof tiles shook, and the forest leaves rustled. Everyone in the square was caught off guard. Their intuition and ears felt like hearing thunder. Some with a relatively low level of cultivation suddenly saw stars in their eyes. Their blood was boiling and their heartbeats were beating like drums. They covered their ears one after another, and their faces turned pale for a moment.
Chong Xi was shocked. Although he saw that the white-haired man's martial arts cultivation was extremely high, he did not expect that he would reach such a high level. Just a long roar already contained great power. Even though he was also highly skilled in martial arts, he couldn't help but He took a few steps back and hurriedly mobilized his internal energy to resist the invasion of the sound wave.
The white-haired man's roar suddenly stopped, and a look of sadness and anger suddenly appeared on his sinister face. He raised his arms and shouted loudly: "Junior sister, junior sister, I'm here, I know you are here, come out and see me! "This cry contains extremely powerful true energy, like rolling thunder across the sky. In an instant, the sound wave is like a tide, the peaks echo, and hundreds of birds fly on the top of Qingcheng Mountain. The sound is extremely shocking.
Before everyone in the square could recover from the loud roar just now, they were shocked by this more powerful and intense shout, as if struck by lightning. Every word of the white-haired man was like a huge stone hitting everyone's heart. Li Bai Among the closest circle of Zhongzhen disciples, there were at least seven or eight people with relatively low martial arts cultivation who were so violently hit by the powerful sonic energy that their energy and blood surged. They vomited blood and fell to the ground, fainting on the spot.
Chong Xi was the closest to the white-haired man, so he was the first to bear the brunt. His chest felt like being hit by an iron hammer, and his face turned pale as a sheet. He grunted and staggered back, stroking his chest with one hand, and a trace of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth. The shock and surprise in his heart cannot be described in words.
The white-haired man shouted at the top of his lungs. His white hair was dancing wildly and his red clothes were swaying. He looked like he was crazy. Hundreds of Chongzhen disciples in the square were shocked and confused, and couldn't help but retreat several feet away.
The shouts roared out, and the mountains and forests responded continuously, and the lingering sound lingered for a long time. The white-haired man had finished speaking, but when no one responded, an evil look suddenly appeared on his face. He suddenly stamped his feet, and the bluestone tiles under his feet cracked with a loud sound.
The white-haired man's expression suddenly changed again, with a look of sorrow and sorrow on his face. His eyes were dull and lifeless, and he murmured to himself: "Junior sister, it has been more than twenty years, how can you be so cruel, and you are still so heartless? Don't you even want to see me?" As he spoke, he suddenly held his head in his hands and tugged at his white hair frantically, with murderous intent in his eyes, and his face seemed to be smiling but not smiling, crying but not crying, with a weird and exaggerated look. Just listen to him murmuring: "Old Niuzi is so disgusting, he must have locked you up, you are so damned, so damned!"
The crazy and inexplicable expression and the sharp and gloomy tone made everyone present take a breath. The white-haired man suddenly looked at Chong Xi and shouted sternly: "Old cow's nose deserves to be damned, calf's nose is just as hateful, it deserves to be killed, it deserves to be killed!" Chong Xi was startled by his crazy appearance and immediately raised his sword across his chest with all his concentration. In response, he yelled sternly: "You lunatic, who are you and what nonsense are you talking about?"
The white-haired man shouted sternly: "You guys are so awesome, why don't you let her go quickly?" Killing intent rushed out, approaching Chongxi. Chong Xi had no idea what he was talking about, and was overtaken by the white-haired man's aura. His heart suddenly trembled, and he took two steps back and said loudly: "You madman, how can the Chongzhen Sword Sect allow you to be so presumptuous... ..." Before he finished speaking, the white-haired man Jie Jie smiled strangely and said, "Okay, then I'll cut you first!" Suddenly, he struck Chong Xi with a palm from the air.
The force of the palm shot through the air, like a violent surge. Although Chong Xi had been prepared for it, his face could not help but change drastically. The force of the palm struck quickly and unexpectedly. Although Chong Xi had a long sword in his hand, he had no time to draw it, so he had to He hurriedly mobilized his internal strength, and the long sword with sheath was filled with true energy, and he pushed it out against the palm of the white-haired man.
"Bang!" There was a big earthquake, and the two people connected with each other. Chong Xi yelled, blood splattered from his mouth, and the long sword in his hand suddenly broke into three pieces like a dead tree, and his whole body was knocked back three times. Suddenly, he fell down.
"Brother!"
"Master!"
Two screams rang out at the same time. Two people jumped out of the crowd and rushed to Chong Xi who fell to the ground. It was Chong Ling and Qingyuan.
The white-haired man knocked back Chong Xi with a palm, but did not take advantage of the situation to pursue him. He glanced at Chong Xi contemptuously, pulled up a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth, and said with a sigh: "You don't overestimate your own abilities. How dare you fight with me?" Take action?"
Chong Xi's face was like gold paper, and his bra was covered with blood stains. He is a Taoist master among the fourth generation disciples of the Chongzhen Sword Sect. Not only is he highly accomplished, he has also begun to recruit disciples and teach his skills. Qingyuan is his disciple. But at this moment, facing the white-haired madman in red of unknown origin, Chong Xi couldn't even catch the opponent's palm. This shows that the strength of the man in red should not be underestimated.
Chong Xi struggled and managed to stand up with the help of Chong Ling and Qingyuan. His eyes were red and his face was twitching and twisted in an extremely ugly way. He suffered such defeat and humiliation in front of many Chongzhen disciples today. He would still have the face to continue accepting disciples in the future. Pass on the art? Chong Xi was filled with resentment and anger, and with all his strength, he shouted sternly at the Chongzhen disciples who were stunned in the square: "What are you waiting for? Quickly use the seven-star sword formation to capture this madman!"
"Seven Star Sword Formation!"
With a shout, seven figures jumped out from the crowd and landed around the white-haired man. The seven figures were all Chongzhen Taoists of the same generation as Chong Xi. The seven figures moved quickly, and in an instant they were like the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper. Seven mouths The sword was sharp and locked the white-haired man tightly.
The Seven Star Sword Formation is one of the Dao Sect Sword Formations. It uses the Big Dipper Seven Stars Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Yaoguang as its positions. It also combines the Taoist Yin and Yang, Five Elements, and Bagua. The principle of creation, restraint and mutual transformation can be transformed into four basic formations. But each formation can be decomposed into several formations again. The operation process is ever-changing. There are formations within the formations, and murderous intent is everywhere. At most, 108 people can participate in the operation of the sword formation at the same time. It can be called an extreme change, with With strong attack and defense capabilities, it is a necessary basic sword formation for all branches of Taoism in the world.
Although the Seven Star Sword Formation has endless variations, in order to exert its maximum power, in addition to the high cultivation level of the people involved in initiating the formation, more importantly, the seven people at the core of the sword formation need to be connected and cooperate with each other, and then drive Only other people who are changing can be continuous and impenetrable. Therefore, all major sects and sects basically have seven-star sword formations, but their power is different. However, after the Seven-Star Sword Formation of the Chongzhen Sword Sect was improved under the guidance of Lu Huaichen, the leader of the Taoist sect in the world, its power has reached another level. It is said that 20 years ago, Qi Huayang led Chongzhen disciples to participate in a bloody battle against the Demon Sect. It was only through the extremely changing seven-star sword formation that he was able to hold back the leader of the Demon Sect, Yue Zhihua, so that the heroes of the Central Plains could work together to seriously injure him and then kill him. Central Plains.
Seeing that the seven Taoist masters were already in place, the square suddenly became noisy with people, and they all backed away a few feet again, leaving only one hundred and one people. And these more than a hundred disciples are the masters who can participate in the operation of the Seven Star Sword Formation. One hundred and one people quickly unfolded their bodies and took their positions according to daily practice. One hundred and one long swords were pointed at the white-haired madman standing alone in the distance. In an instant, killing intent surged outside the Chongzhen Hall, and the air was filled with chilling force.
However, the white-haired man remained arrogant when faced with the Chongzhen Seven-Star Sword Formation, which was enough to make countless martial arts masters tremble with fear. He slowly glanced around the crowd, and suddenly said with a cold and strange smile: "It's just a sword formation, what can I do?" His tone was so crazy that it was really rare in the world. The seven Taoist masters who were the core of the Seven Star Sword Formation felt their hearts sink when they heard this.
No one knows who the seemingly crazy white-haired madman in front of him is, and why he would violate taboos in martial arts and dare to go wild in Qingcheng Mountain, where the number one martial artist in the Central Plains sits.
However, it was for this reason that all the Chongzhen disciples present were frightened, but they didn't know why.
As soon as the white-haired man finished speaking, Chen Xiong's voice suddenly came: "Yue Kunlun, you are too arrogant. What can be done to you in the world, and not only the Seven Star Sword Formation?"
Following the words, a cyan figure suddenly appeared in front of the white-haired man. His brows darkened, and the sinister look on his face suddenly became more intense.
As soon as many disciples in the square saw this person who suddenly appeared, their hearts suddenly dropped. Some of the disciples who were far away took a long breath and whispered: "The master is finally here, look at this arrogant person. How else can you be arrogant!"
Chong Lingqingyuan and Taoist Chong Xi also breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
The visitor has a Taoist crown on his head, a white face and a long beard, and an extraordinary bearing. He wears a dark green Taoist robe floating in the wind. He holds a whisk in both hands and his eyes are deep and focused. He casually stood three feet away in front of the white-haired man, his whole body seemed to be spotless, his expression showed no trace of sadness, joy or anger, he was like a fairy, that's all.
This person is none other than the current headmaster of the Chongzhen Sword Sect, Qi Huayang.
The white-haired man looked at Qi Huayang coldly, suddenly laughed strangely, and said: "Qi Huayang, after decades, you are still looking like this disgusting person."
"More than Kunlun!"
Qi Huayang said with a heavy voice and a slightly stern look: "You, a sinner of Xuanzong, haven't these more than twenty years made you realize something? Could it be that you haven't suffered enough back then?"
"It turns out this madman's name is Yue Kunlun."
When everyone heard the conversation between the two, they all became suspicious, wondering if they were actually old acquaintances?
When Chong Xi, who was injured at the side, heard the word "Xuanzong", his face showed some confusion, but after a moment, his expression completely darkened.
"Stop talking nonsense!" Yue Kunlun's face twitched, "You are hypocrites who are so arrogant and self-righteous. I feel like vomiting when I see you!" His voice suddenly fell, and murderous intent surged at the same time, "I know Li Xuechan is here, you Why don’t you release her quickly?”
"To be honest, Li Xuechan is indeed in Qingcheng Mountain," Qi Huayang remained calm and calm, "But don't you know that the person she hates most in her life is you?"
Everyone was stunned again, who is Li Xuechan? Yue Kunlun once shouted "senior sister", and the name "Li Xuechan" also sounded like a woman. But these Chongzhen disciples had never seen this woman named Li Xuechan in Qingcheng Mountain. But why did Headmaster Qi say that she was in Qingcheng Mountain?
Yue Kunlun was furious. His face was ferocious and he said sternly: "Qi Huayang, don't talk nonsense here. Junior Sister Li likes me the most. How can she really hate me?"
Qi Huayang's tone was slightly stern, and he said in a deep voice: "If you hadn't committed such treason and treason back then, how could the Xuanzong Taoist leader have died tragically at your hands? You caused the entire Xuanzong's century-old foundation to be destroyed in one fell swoop. With such a crime, you still dare to talk nonsense here, It's so shameless. If Li Xuechan hadn't been soft-hearted and interceded for you back then, you would have died by Master's sword. Now you dare to break into Qingcheng Mountain and act recklessly. Are you really unrepentant?"
"Xuanzong Taoist leader?" Yue Kunlun sneered, his face full of disdain. Then suddenly his face changed again and became very painful. He bared his teeth and murmured in a low voice: "Junior sister, how can you blame me for killing your father? Back then, your father relied on his status as the Taoist leader of Xuanzong to not only force me not to marry you. As a wife, he wants to destroy my body and expel me from Xuanzong. He is so selfish and narrow-minded. What qualifications do he have to continue to be the leader of the Tao? I can ignore these things, but he should not oppose me. Regarding your feelings, don’t you know that without you, I wouldn’t be able to live for a day? So he deserves to die..."
Yue Kunlun had a weird expression and a crazy tone, which made everyone's scalp numb. Qi Huayang interrupted loudly and said in a deep voice: "Yue Kunlun, don't pretend to be crazy here. The Chongzhen Sword Sect is not a place where you can be arrogant. If you are interested, you should go down the mountain as soon as possible. You are not allowed to set foot on Qingcheng Mountain again. Otherwise, Today you will repeat the same mistakes you made twenty years ago!"
After Yue Kunlun muttered to himself for a while, his expression turned sinister and cold again. He slowly opened his white hair with both hands, and said with cold eyes: "I have been waiting for more than twenty years, and my hair has turned white. You You actually want me to leave? Do you think I will leave easily today?" His words were incoherent, his demeanor changed upside down, and his expressions were exaggerated and weird. Everyone thought he was a complete lunatic.
But no one dared to look down upon this madman.
"I've already said that she doesn't want to see you at all." Qi Huayang said slowly: "Have you really not understood anything these years? Why do you have to deceive yourself?"
"Fuck your shit!"
Yue Kunlun was furious, his white hair was dancing wildly, and he looked like a madman. He said sternly: "Will you let her come out to see me?"
Qi Huayang sighed lightly: "If she really wants to see you, why should I let her out?"
Yue Kunlun screamed: "Okay, then tell me, where is she in Qingcheng Mountain now? I will find her myself."
Qi Huayang shook his head.
Yue Kunlun was furious, waving his fists and yelling: "Qi Huayang, you are so awesome, how dare you fool me!" Suddenly a red shadow flashed, leaving a shadow on the spot, and Yue Kunlun rushed in front of Qi Huayang without warning. , as fast as lightning and flint. His red sleeves were fluttering, and a flash of green light surged out of his hand, striking Qi Huayang's chest vitals.
Qi Huayang raised his eyebrows. Although the speed of crossing Kunlun was fast, it was within his expectation. But then the green light suddenly slashed out, which made the Chongzhen headmaster's face change slightly, and he snorted softly. , the fly whisk held between his chest and abdomen suddenly rose up, and actually condensed into a bundle in Qi Huayang's hand, turning into a three-foot-long blade, and suddenly pointed towards the sharp green light.
The whisk in Qi Huayang's hand is the kind of ordinary whisk that can be seen in any Taoist temple. There is nothing strange about it. But at this moment, under the influence of his decades of pure skills, it seemed to have become the hardest weapon in the world. In the blink of an eye, the green light and the whisk had collided together.
At the moment of handover, the two of them suddenly fell into a very brief state of silence. Yue Kunlun looked arrogant, while Qi Huayang frowned lightly.
In that moment when the space seemed to condense, everyone saw clearly that Yue Kunlun was holding a strange weapon with a cold green light all over its body. The weapon was about three feet long and shaped like a wheel or moon. The handle was in the middle. At first glance, it looks like a waning moon. Qi Huayang's three-foot whisk was right on the curved edge of the strange weapon.
After a few breaths, Yue Kunlun suddenly shouted loudly, and then his feet broke through the green bricks and fell half a foot into the ground. The energy around him was violently surging, and the cold green light on the strange weapon in his hand suddenly rose several feet. The straight whisk in Qi Huayang's hand then bent slightly and suddenly bounced back.
Qi Huayang Gujing Wubo's face showed a hint of surprise for the first time. Forced by the skyrocketing green light, he had to take two steps back.
As soon as he retreated, a burst of sharp and dense sword energy like silk and rain suddenly exploded between the whisk and Rulun Weapon. The sword energy flew horizontally and horizontally, making a sound like cracking silk. Not only did the whisk break by half a foot, but also within two feet in front of Qi Huayang. Dozens of thin ravines were cut into the green brick floor, which looked like cracks.
Everyone was a little unbelievable. The headmaster Qi Huayang was forced to take two steps back. How could Yue Kunlun's martial arts be so advanced?
After Qi Huayang stepped back, he casually glanced at the ground in front of him, then at the whisk in his hand, and then raised his eyebrows slightly. He said calmly: "It seems that your skills have improved a lot in the past twenty years."
Yue Kunlun became more arrogant and sneered: "Twenty years ago, you could still be on par with me, but what I see today is that you don't seem to have made any progress."
"Oh?" Qi Huayang didn't care about the other party's sarcasm and said calmly: "Do you really think so?"
But when real masters fight, it often only takes one move to tell the difference between each other's skills. At this time, Qi Huayang, although there was no unusual appearance on the surface, he already knew in his heart the level of skill between him and Yue Kunlun, but no one else knew which one was higher than Yue Kunlun except himself.
Yue Kunlun held the weapon in his chest and said in a deep voice: "Do you recognize this weapon?"
"I recognize it." Qi Huayang glanced at it and nodded: "Years ago, Wenfeng Villa once wrote a record of divine weapons, ranking among the world's famous soldiers. This object is called the Wheel of Time, and it is said that the Qimen Weapon in the Record of Divine Weapons is Ranked third in the article, I just tried it, and it’s really extraordinary, but I don’t know how you got this weapon?”
"Qi Huayang, although you are annoying, but since you recognize this wheel of time, it shows that you are indeed very knowledgeable."
Yue Kunlun Jiejie said with a strange smile: "Twenty years ago, I vowed never to use a sword again in my life. Today I brought this Wheel of Time, do you know my intention?"
Qi Huayang glanced at the Year Wheel in Yue Kunlun's hand again, and said lightly: "Could it be that you want to use this strange weapon to defeat my Chongzhen swordsmanship?"
Yue Kunlun laughed wildly and said: "You know what I'm doing, I've been training hard for twenty years just to deal with you guys. Now my skill is better than yours, and I have such a magic weapon to help me. If you are smarter, tell me quickly." Junior sister’s whereabouts, otherwise I will crush your Qingcheng Mountain today.”
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was furious, and some people couldn't help shouting.
"Do you have what it takes to level Qingcheng Mountain?" Amidst the scoldings on his face, a sneer suddenly came, and then a vigorous and deep voice sounded from afar: "Qingcheng Mountain has one thousand, two hundred and thirteen disciples , a person can drown you with just a spit, do you believe it?"
When everyone heard this, they were stunned for a moment, and then looked in the direction of the voice, and bursts of cheers suddenly broke out, because to them, this voice was like a divine needle that could fix the sea.
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Qi Huayang's mouth.
When Yue Kunlun heard these words, he trembled slightly. He hummed, then turned his head sharply to look in the direction of the sound.
The voice came from far away from Chongzhen Hall.
Above the main entrance of the majestic hall, under the two large plaques with the words "Chongzhen" written on them, there stood an old Taoist priest who was not tall but was quite strong.
The old Taoist priest had a rough appearance, with his gray hair randomly tied into a bun with a wooden hairpin. His dark face was not only covered with stubble, but also had pockmarks the size of sesame seeds. He was wearing an old Taoist robe that had been washed a little white, but his sleeves were rolled up, his trouser legs were rolled up, and he was wearing a pair of straw sandals, the soles of which were stained with mud. Rather than saying that he is an old Taoist priest, it is more appropriate to say that he is a farmer from Qingcheng Mountain. Because he was still holding a hoe in his hand, as if he had just come back from the fields.
The words just now came from the mouth of this old Taoist priest who looked like a farmer.
The old Taoist priest stood far away at the entrance of Chongzhen Hall. Although he was ordinary in appearance, he somehow gave people the illusion that he was more majestic and taller than the entire hall.
Yue Kunlun's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he gritted his teeth and shouted sternly at the old Taoist priest at the entrance of Chongzhen Hall: "Lu Huaichen!"
The old Taoist priest frowned slightly and was very unhappy when he heard this. He glanced towards the square and replied coldly: "Master Taoist is here. If you fart, hurry up."
The old Taoist priest was Lu Huaichen, the former headmaster of the Chongzhen Sword Sect of Qingcheng Mountain, the pinnacle of Taoism in the world, and the number one martial artist in the Central Plains at that time, who was known in the world as "the Taoist sword opened the sun to inquire about Xuanzhen, and the blue clouds lifted the nine heavens."
If people who have never met Lu Huaichen see this old Taoist priest in his early fifties who has no trace of immortality in his body, they will definitely not believe that it is Lu Huaichen who is nearly a hundred years old and famous all over the world.
But that was indeed Lu Huaichen.
If there were other outsiders present at this time, they would definitely be surprised, and they would even feel that Lu Huaichen's answer was not only inconsistent with his status, but also very impolite.
But everyone in Chongzhen knew one thing, and that was that their former head coach Lu Huaichen had always been taboo.
Lu Huaichen has never been taboo about food, not just food and drink, but also communication with other people. He has been greedy for food and drink all his life, and often speaks dirty words. This is indeed very inconsistent with his status as the pinnacle of Taoism in the world, but even so, it does not affect his extraordinary state of almost "achieving Taoism".
So although Lu Huaichen's appearance is ordinary and his behavior is unpredictable, it is undeniable that he has a unique charm, and his life is even more legendary.
All the disciples in the square were astonished. Who is this Yue Kunlun? It even alarmed the reclusive Master Lu.
From the moment Yue Kunlun saw Lu Huaichen, his eyes were like a sharp knife, wanting to cut the old Taoist priest into pieces, as if there was an irresolvable hatred between the two.
Yue Kunlun held the Year Wheel tightly, stared fiercely, and said sternly: "Lu Huaichen, you old cow nose, why are you not dead yet?"
When everyone saw that he was so rude, they immediately became angry and yelled and cursed. Qi Huayang's face also darkened, and he said coldly: "Yue Kunlun, if you dare to be rude and presumptuous again, don't blame me for being rude to you!"
Yue Kunlun didn't even look at him, and still stared closely at Lu Huaichen.
Lu Huaichen smiled faintly and said: "Master Tao eats well and sleeps soundly. He is naturally refreshed and lives a free and easy life. But you, a sinner, don't seem to be living a good life. You are only in your forties this year, right?" ?How come your hair is even white?"
Qi Huayang secretly shook his head helplessly. Although his master was about to reach the state of cultivation, his mouth had not changed at all in the past decades and was still so sharp and mean.
Yue Kunlun suddenly became furious and shouted angrily: "Old Niubi, if you hadn't been so nosy back then, my junior sister and I would have been together long ago. Now you dare to be so proud in front of me, why are you so shameless?"
"How much is a face worth?" Lu Huaichen smiled disdainfully and said coldly: "Do you think I will care?"
"You...!" Yue Kunlun was so angry that his whole body was boiling. He stamped his feet and jumped wildly, trampling the green bricks under his feet to pieces.
Lu Huaichen suddenly snorted coldly, and his eyes flashed sharply. He looked at Yue Kunlun from a distance and said in a deep voice: "If you want to be shameless, who can compare to you? You deceived your master and destroyed your ancestors, and killed your parents. You destroyed your sect and your sect, committed a treasonous crime that is outraged by both humans and gods, and now you still dare to look for someone with such shame? Are you so shy and itchy?"
As soon as everyone heard this, countless pairs of eyes immediately focused on Yue Kunlun. It is not difficult for everyone to guess from the few words between Qi Huayang and Lu Huaichen that Yue Kunlun seems to be involved in some unknown past.
"Fart, fart, all fart!" Yue Kunlun heard this and said angrily: "Whether I kill anyone or not is my own business, what does it have to do with you, a bull-nosed person? Why do you want to lock her up?"
"What does it have to do with me?" Lu Huaichen snorted coldly: "In those days, although Li Xuechuan was a member of Xuanzong, she also became a disciple of my master Xuanyang Zhenren. After all, she even called me senior brother. What do you think of me? Should I care?"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was stunned again, not knowing that there was such a complicated relationship here.
"You fart!" Yue Kunlun became more and more angry as he listened. He pointed at the old Taoist priest and said sternly: "I am the only senior brother of Li Xuechan? Who do you think you are? I am here today to take her away. If you don't want the blood of Qingcheng Mountain, If it flows into a river, release the people immediately!"
"Stop your wishful thinking, Li Xuechan doesn't want to see you at all." Lu Huaichen said lightly: "Let my Qingcheng Mountain bleed into a river? Why do you do it? Just because of the broken copper and iron in your hand?"
Yue Kunlun's expression suddenly became very gloomy, like a hungry ferocious beast, his eyes were shining brightly. He slowly raised the Year Wheel and asked in a deep voice: "Don't you believe it?"
Lu Huaichen glanced at him indifferently and said disdainfully: "Master Dao, this Chongzhen Sword Sect has more than a thousand disciples. Even if I let you kill me, I will tire you to death. Don't you believe it?"
Yue Kunlun sneered: "Old Niubi, are you relying on the strength of numbers?"
"Master Dao, there is strength in numbers," Lu Huaichen raised two uneven and straight eyebrows, "What can you do to me?"
When Lu Huaichen said this, not only did he not have the demeanor of a master, but he really looked like a rogue bully who bullied others. Seeing this, Qi Huayang couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake his head.
Yue Kunlun stopped talking. He suddenly seemed to have completely changed. He was no longer furious, but extremely calm. But the calmer he became, the stronger the murderous aura in his body became, making the atmosphere in the entire square become extremely chilling.
Yue Kunlun looked at the old Taoist priest coldly and said in an extremely serious tone: "Is this the style of you, the number one martial artist in the Central Plains?"
"The number one person in the martial arts world?" Lu Huaichen raised his hand and picked his nostrils, and said calmly: "Master Dao has never said such a thing. But if you think so, Master Dao will not object. But I can tell you You, the number one person in the martial arts world, in the eyes of Master Dao, are not as good-looking as the vegetables in my land in the mountains."
Yue Kunlun's face was as dark as water and he said nothing.
"However, seeing that you have the guts to come to Qingcheng Mountain alone today, Taoist Master doesn't have to bully you with a large number of people." Lu Huaichen held a hoe in one hand and said calmly: "Let's just go ahead and challenge you one on one. Bar."
As soon as these words came out, not only many Chongzhen disciples showed expressions of surprise, but even Qi Huayang couldn't help but move slightly and raised his eyes to look at the old Taoist priest at the gate.
Everyone in the world knows that although Lu Huaichen is regarded as the number one martial artist in the world, in fact he has not left Qingcheng Mountain for almost fifty years, nor has he fought with anyone.
But the rumors were just rumors after all. Only his eldest disciple Qi Huayang knew the answer to the question of how many years Lu Huaichen had not had a fight with.
Lu Huaichen has not left Qingcheng Mountain for decades, but it does not mean that he has not really started to fight with others. He just doesn't take action easily, and even if he does, it may not be publicized to the world. And his most recent attack was more than twenty years ago, before the demon sect had a war with the Central Plains martial arts. And the target of his attack was the madman with white hair and red clothes, Yue Kunlun.
However, there are very few people in the world who know about this.
Although Lu Huaichen said it calmly, no one thought he was joking.
The Chongzhen Sword Sect has dominated the Taoist sects in the world for nearly a hundred years, and its reputation is shocking throughout the world. However, starting from the fourth generation of disciples, no one has seen Lu Huaichen take action. So when Lu Huaichen said the word "one-on-one", everyone was surprised at first, and then all showed expressions of extreme anticipation and excitement.
Witnessing the peak of the Taoist sect in the world and the number one martial artist in the Central Plains fighting against others, I believe that no martial artist in the world will refuse such an opportunity that is rare to come by. The name Lu Huaichen has suppressed this world and this martial arts world for a long time. People have heard too many legends about him, but warriors all over the world want to witness with their own eyes that this martial arts legend is a master of martial arts, especially swordsmanship. Because, in the end, it reaches various levels.
There was a brief noise in the square, but after a while, everyone fell silent. Everyone was in a complex mood of tension, anticipation and excitement, waiting for the moment Lu Huaichen took action.
Qi Huayang looked at the carefree old Taoist priest at the entrance of the hall and suddenly let out a sigh of relief.
Countless people in the square had different feelings, but Lu Huaichen seemed to have just said an innocuous remark, still looking calm and casual.
Yue Kunlun's expression fluctuated for a moment, and then he slowly said one word: "Okay!"
"You just said that the Seven-Star Sword Formation can't stop you, but Master Dao wants to tell you that if he wants to beat you up, or even take the life of a bastard like you, why use the sword formation? Master Dao's sword is enough." Lu Huaichen held up a hand. Holding the hoe, he suddenly flicked his right hand. The wrist of the Taoist master who occupied the "Fluttering Light" position in the Seven-Star Sword Formation suddenly trembled, and the long sword in his hand immediately flew out with a clear whistle, like a A ray of white light flew into the sky more than ten feet high, the tip of the sword was turned upside down, the sword body trembled, and a cold sword intent seemed to fall from the sky, pointing firmly at the top of Yue Kunlun's head.
In an understatement, Lu Huaichen revealed his superb skill of using air to control a sword through the air. When everyone saw this, they suddenly burst into thunderous cheers.
Yue Kunlun took a step forward with both feet, his eyes were gloomy and strange, he raised the Year Wheel diagonally in his hand, and the green sharp edge was majestic, fighting against the sword intent above his head.
Lu Huaichen's face suddenly darkened, and his eyes were as sharp as a sword's light as he glanced at Yue Kunlun, and said coldly: "Yue Kunlun, if you can move this hall with Dao Master's sword within three moves, Brick by brick, even if you win, Master Tao will tell you where Li Xuechan is."
If this sentence were said by others, it would be a bit too arrogant. With Yue Kunlun's martial arts, even if he couldn't defeat Lu Huaichen, he might not be able to destroy other things in Chongzhen Hall within three moves.
But the person who said this was Lu Huaichen. So no one would have any doubts.
Yue Kunlun finally couldn't help but roared: "Old Niubi, you are too arrogant!"
As he spoke, Yue Kunlun suddenly bowed his waist and stepped forward. There was a loud earthquake, and two large craters exploded under his feet. Amidst the splashing of gravel, he transformed into a scarlet phantom, moving toward more than a dozen people at an indescribable speed. The old Taoist priest ten feet away rushed away.
At the same time, the old Taoist priest curled his lips and said calmly: "The first move."
The old Taoist priest's expression was as usual, and the sword finger of his right hand was raised. The long sword moved in mid-air and drew a white rainbow, which followed the indescribably fast red shadow like a shadow.
The distance of more than ten feet could be reached in less than half an instant due to Yue Kunlun's astonishing speed. But just when the red shadow flew less than half a foot in front of the old Taoist priest, the old Taoist priest didn't even bother to blink.
The green light split through the air and flew into the sky, bringing with it the extremely violent wind, wrapping Lu Huaichen's whole body.
Qi Huayang stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Yue Kunlun's attack, he suddenly sighed: "In twenty years, he really hasn't been wasted at all."
The sound of gold and iron clashing "ding" came out clearly, like water dripping across a lake. Yue Kunlun's violent and unparalleled blow turned out to be just on the edge of the sword. The green light of the Year Wheel burst out in front of Lu Huaichen. The long sword remained motionless.
Although Yue Kunlun is mad, the long sword is like a long time in front of the old Taoist.
The old Taoist priest was still holding a hoe in one hand, and he looked extremely casual.
A wave of applause erupted on the square.
The sword was transferred, and Yue Kunlun turned sharply. Before the door, it was like a scarlet tornado. The gas was turned into a blade -like strength. .
"The second trick."
The old Taoist said faintly.
Suddenly, Yue Kunlun's tornado was suddenly divided into two. This time, it was not attacking Lu Huaichen, but the huge pillars on both sides of the gate.
At this moment, Yue Kunlun's goal is not only Lu Huaichen. The bricks and tiles, and grass and trees around the Chongzhen Hall can become an opportunity for him to win.
The two scarlet tornadies have not hit the two huge pillars, and they have two different times, three times and six ... but between the short finger, the nine scarlet tornado plunder the pillar eaves of the hall, respectively. The lantern windows, the stone lion flagpole at the door, the Cangsong potted plants outside the square, and a Chongzhen disciple in the crowd.
At that moment, the entire hall and square seemed to be completely covered by the scarlet fierce figure.
People watched this incredible scene. Except for Qi Huayang, they were all dazzling and dumb.
How can a person be divided into nine at the same time?
"There is no episode of the years, the shadow of the avatar, the next step is the rotation of the moon, right?" Qi Huayang frowned slightly. His expression was instantly cold: "This is the kung fu of the magic religion twenty years ago. !”
The famous disciple who was locked by a fierce tornado -like figure was shocked by the soul, and for a while, he was set on the spot.
At this time, the old Taoist suddenly hummed: "The left side of the door, the carved insects' ears."
Exit, the sword fingers rose again, and the vertical was made, and a half arc was drawn lightly.
The long sword in front of the old Taoist priest was plundered, and suddenly stopped in mid -air. Baihong Sword Shadow, which is visible to nine naked eyes.
Jiudao Baihong Sword Shadow is scattered and scattered, and when it appears, it has stopped in front of the tornado in various directions of Yue Kunlun.
The nine swordsman swords of the nine swordsmanship that is difficult to distinguish, the sword on the square was suddenly like a cold, and the figure of the nine Yue Kunlun instantly dissipated.
The cold sweat of Chongzhen disciples had been soaked in heavy clothing, and a dazzling buttocks fell to the ground.
However, when one of the scarlet figures dissipated, a ball of blue light exploded, and everyone was like a blue thunder in front of everyone, smashing it to the square on the square.
"The third trick."
The old Taoist's eyes narrowed slightly, the sword fingers fell lightly, and the long sword hovering in the empty sword fell. At the same time, the nine sword shadows sent the first to the first, and the whistling gathered under the Qinglei.
At this moment, a few parallel white lotus sword flowers bloom in front of the Chongzhen Hall of Qingcheng.
Qing Lei fell on the white lotus.
The thunder burst, Bai Lian fluttered, above the square, the sword qi lingered in the world.
The wheels fell silently.
"Huh?" With a cold hum, the old Taoist suddenly said, "The disorder, you have crossed the border!"
The sound was like thunder, and everyone hurriedly looked back, and saw that Yue Kunlun didn't know when it had appeared in front of the old Taoist five feet away. The last hard work.
But his movements lived in front of a long sword.
Lu Huaichen looked at Yue Kunlun's twisted face, and suddenly he said, "Are you looking for death?"
The long sword hovered in front of the old Taoist, and a ray of sword air spit out from the tip of the sword, and the more Kunlun's hair was mad. Between his brows, a bloodmark was faintly showed.
Yue Kunlun couldn't move all over, and this strand of swords was approaching a point, and he would die.
"After 20 years, you are still so sinister and despicable!" The old Taoist shook his head: "Don't say twenty years, even if you give you another hundred years and a hundred years, as long as the Taoist is still there, you can't turn your body "The voice suddenly became cold," Three things, if you meet Daoye next time, you have to die. "
With the words, the terrible sword qi disappeared.
Yue Kunlun also stared at the old Taoist priests, and suddenly made a gloomy laughter.
"You're ruthless." Yue Kunlun's twisted expression was not like a person. He slowly retreated and suddenly sneered: "Old cow nose, you can't be proud."
The old Taoist laughed lightly and played it with a fancy. If the sword was spiritual, he turned into a white rainbow in the air, and suddenly flew back to the master of the Taoist master.
Unexpectedly, Yue Kunlun did not have the anger after failure, but he returned to the extremely calm state.
The master of the seven -star sword array stared at the long sword in his hand blankly, and suddenly he deeply made a ritual towards Lu Huaichen.
There is no movement on the square, and everyone is still immersed in the fighting fight. Today they finally saw Lu Huaichen's sword.
In front of the main hall, the old Taoist priest never moved from the beginning to the end.
Even if the three tricks of Yue Kunlun have become poor, he has no chance to move, and he still has no chance to move the bricks and tiles in the Chongzhen Hall, one grass and one wood.
The old Taoist priests have revealed the peerless sword skills beyond the vulgarity, but it was not the two swordsmanship: Chongzhen's Kaiyang and Xuanzhen. It was another supreme realm that was more mysterious and superb. He had no swords and no him, but he could make everything into a sword.
Yue Kunlun returned to the square, picked up the annual wheel on the ground, and suddenly laughed: "The old cow's nose, I admit that even if I practice another hundred years, I can't beat you, but you are not really invincible in the world. There are still those who defeat or even kill you. After all. I wonder if you thought about it? "
The old Taoist touched his lips and said lightly: "This question, Dao Ye thought about it 50 years ago, but what about that? Are you threatening Dao Ye?"
Yue Kunlun did not answer, just sneered at that kept sneer, and the smiling everyone's scalp was numb.
Qi Huayang suddenly whispered: "Yue Kunlun, how can you have the method of the division of the magic religion?"
The old Taoist's brows finally sank slightly.
"Oh? You can recognize it?" Yue Kunlun froze for a moment, and then suddenly said, "Think of it, you were also one of the Central Plains Wulin Army, no wonder."
Qi Huayang's eyebrows were stunned, and suddenly he held the double punch tightly, looking at Yue Kunlun's sinking voice: "Yue Kunlun, your sins are deep, and now you still collude with the magic religion. You really do n’t repent!"
Yue Kunlun Yinyin said: "Qi Huayang, you did not die that year, this time it was not allowed."
Qi Huayang frowned.
"No wonder you have the courage to break into Qingcheng Mountain today, and dare to have a backing behind you." The old Taoist asked tepidly: "When did you join the magic religion?"
Yue Kunlun dismissed and stunned, and his face was disdainful. He sneered: "Join them? You look at them too high in the old cow's nose. That’s all.”
The old Taoist showed a little bit, and then said faintly: "Do you want to use the power of magic and force Li Xuezhan to see you?"
When Yue Kunlun's mouth was pulled, he hummed: "Lao Tzu is forced to be your abominable beef nose, not a sister. As long as the Chongzhen Sword School is eliminated, the sister and sister can meet me naturally. But if you put her now, let her put her now. When I came out, I turned around and left. What magic religion was not related to me. "After speaking, he stared at the old Taoist tightly with a pair of eyes.
"Yue Kunlun, said you are stupid, but you are vicious and sinister, saying that you are smart, but you have been living for decades in the past few decades. Daoye I live almost 100 years old, and eat everything. My set. "The old Taoist shook his head, his eyes had a bit of mercy in his eyes, and then said with a faint:" You think you have set up a magic religion, you can make the Taoist look at you? It’s over.”
Yue Kunlun really hated the eyes of the old Taoist priest. He was fierce, but he was helpless. Suddenly he vomited a long breath and laughed strangely: "The old cow's nose, have you lived for so long, did you have the result of his life?"
The old Taoist laughed, "Just rely on you, and also talk about his life with Daoye, where do you come from confidence?"
Yue Kunlun shrugged his eyebrows, and said, "So, did you really let her come out to see me?"
The old Taoist shook his head and said, "You have not been able to talk about the conditions with Daoye."
"Very good." Yue Kunlun nodded: "I guessed it too. In this case, everyone only walked and looked at it. Although I couldn't kill you, the person who could kill you should now be coming. I am happy to be happy. In the restless things that let you have a restless chicken and dog. "
Qi Huayang's eyebrows were rage, and his eyes were nailed to Yue Kunlun's face like a sword light, and he said deeply: "Yue Kunlun, do you really think that Qi Huayang dare not kill you?"
Yue Kunlun narrowed his eyes and laughed: "Qi Qi, you have never liked people who speak big talks, why are you anxious now? Are you afraid?"
"If you don't believe it, try it as soon as possible!" Qi Huayang raised his hand slightly.
"No, no." Yue Kunlun waved his hand and covered his face and evil. "I have no interest in now, because I suddenly feel that I can look at you in front of life and death. You come more interesting. "
"Oh, by the way," he suddenly dodged: "When I came, I heard a message saying that you have a young Maverick's nose. Say so?"
As soon as this remark came out, Rao was Qi Huayang, who had long been stable as a rock, and finally couldn't help it. He looked at the old Taoist, his expression of his murderous murderous, and he said in a hurry: "Master Master, Master," Master Master …”
"Huayang, why should you compare with a lunatic?" The old Taoist raised his eyebrows slightly and interrupted the words of Chong Zhen. A bit. Let him go, let me go, I still have half a piece of dishes. "
The old Taoist priests gently waved their hands. The Chongzhen disciples on the square were reluctant to retract the long sword in their hands, but there were still countless disgusting eyes staring at the madman.
Qi Huayang looked at Yue Kunlun, who had white hair and red, and said, "If you dare to move your brains, Qi Huayang will make you frustrate even if you break through the ends of the world!"
As soon as this sentence, there was a murderous murderous and murderous.
Standing in the crowd looked at this scene from a distance, and could not help but be surprised. Since he entered the door of Qi Huayang, he has never seen the newly taught such a heavy killing.
Yue Kunlun laughed: "If you are still alive at that time, Lao Tzu must be accompanied to the end." A volume of the red robe, in the chakra and robe, Yue Kunlun laughed and turned away, "Old Niu nose, your life is approaching, I hope you can still spend a century -old life next year. "
The old Taoist did not speak, but just pulled his ears and popped up a piece of earwax.
The scarlet body had disappeared in the square.
In the mountains of Qingcheng Mountain, Qi Huayang's sleeves were holding their sleeves, holding the broken dust in her arms, and she was standing on the side of the vegetable field for half an hour.
In the vegetable field, the old Taoist rolled his trouser legs and bent over to weed the vegetable field.
The hoe in the hands of the old Taoist priest waved rhythmically. He was very focused and attentive, as if doing this kind of farm work was the most important thing in his life.
Qi Huayang stood quietly without speaking or moving.
After another hour, after the old Taoist was poured the last scoop water, he finally stopped and exhaled slightly.
Qi Huayang looked down at the dust in his arms, and finally frowned slightly: "Master, his martial arts today is far better than that year, and his mind is even more strange. He continued to live, but he was afraid that he would harm Wu Lin, and he was endless. "
"Don't care, he is just a lunatic."
After a long time, Lu Huaichen said faintly: "You have not moved to kill for many years, for a lunatic, it is not worth it."
The old Taoist wiped the mud on the hoe, and the hoe was in his eyes as if it was a baby worth even more valuable.
"It's because he is already a thorough lunatic," for a long time, suddenly sighed softly, "So I am a little worried about the younger brother ..."
Lu Huaichen smiled softly and said, "There is nothing to worry about. If he can't even solve this trouble, then even if I look away."
Qi Huayang closed his mouth.
The old Taoist suddenly looked up and looked at the sky, saying, "Although I never believe in the number of fate, I believe in the cause and effect. His cause and effect is not our Chongzhen sword, so even if he kills him now Can't get rid of it. "
"She?" Qi Huayang looked up in a certain direction, sighed: "For so many years, can she still be able to break her robbery?"
"In this world, whether it is a person like us or ordinary people, there will be their own calamities in their lives. Some robbery can eliminate it, but some robberies, others can't help but rely on themselves." Lao Lao. " Taoist priests also intentionally or unintentionally glanced in that direction, shook his head and said slowly: "How about sitting for more than 20 years, isn't it even impossible to find a heartbeat in the end? The number of magic barriers, in the end, still wants her to solve it by herself. Yes, we can only watch after all. "
Qi Huayang suddenly sighed.
The old priest sat on the soil with a butt, took off the soil of the straw shoes and scratched the soles of the soles, and said: "After I leave, if she chooses to go out, you will tell her that there is still the existence worthy of her on the rivers and lakes. What is worth having than regret and hatred. If she doesn't come out, then you still have everything. "
Qi Huayang nodded, and then asked, "Master, have you really decided?"
The old Taoist smiled freely. "I said that I owed this opportunity to owe this rivers and lakes. Now that things have come, if I don't have something to say, no matter how delicious the dishes are, it will be tasteless." In the distance, I suddenly laughed again: "I used to swim through the world in the past, I always feel that the rivers and lakes are not the same, but the Qingcheng Mountain is the most comfortable and quiet. But now when I look back, is Qingcheng Mountain in the rivers and lakes? Fireworks on earth are the real meteorology of the rivers and lakes. Well."
Lu Huaichen wore straw shoes, stood up and looked at Qi Huayang, and said with a dignified tone: "No matter what happens in the future, you should not leave Qingcheng Mountain easily. Chongzhen cannot repeat the mistakes of Xuanzong. This suffering must only be known to you. As for face, he is a bitter person in itself, so I can't let him be blown by the wind. Even if I have my selfishness, I hope you don't blame me. "
Qi Huayang smiled slightly, and suddenly said: "That disciple congratulations to Master, and finally had the opportunity to go out to eat the sea for a while."
The old Taoist didn't feel a little surprised and laughed: "Yeah, I can finally not have to eat the wild vegetables in Qingcheng Mountain. I have been fed by you in these years."
Qi Huayang smiled deeply.
The old Taoist suddenly straightened his back and said slowly: "Huayang, everything in the world, but dust, but between dust, why not the road?"
Qi Huayang suddenly trembled. He lowered his eyes and looked at the dust in his arms, and then seemed to realize it. He bowed deeply at the old Taoist priest and trembled in his tone: "Thank you Master."
At noon on this day, the little Tao child who was responsible for taking care of Lu Huaichen's daily living conventionly mentioned the food box to enter a simple small yard. There are no people.
Lu Huaichen has always been unrestrained, and the schedule is usually inaccurate. Small Tao children have long been accustomed to it, and they did not feel wrong for a while. But when he walked into the bedroom to clean, he frowned slightly.
Because he found that there were less things on the bedroom hanger.
Xiaodao Tong hurriedly left and left, and he was surprised to himself: "Well, why is Master's drying pole disappeared?"
There should be a four -foot -long black stick on the hanger. It was used by Lu Huaichen to put clothes while sleeping. It has never been moved there for decades, but now it is suddenly disappeared.
The little Toyo was in a hurry, and hurriedly looked for. Because he knew that the rod of the dry clothes had not even touched the Master for many years, which was obviously stolen.
"Tao Zhen, don't find it."
The little Dao Tong who was so anxious to look back, and quickly said, "Tao Zhen has seen the palmism."
"The drying pole was taken away by Master, not stolen." Qi Huayang smiled slightly and said, "Tao Zhen, from today, you will not have to send meals for the time being."
"Ah?" Xiaodong Tong didn't understand, and asked with his head touched: "But Master hasn't eaten yet, where did he go to the dry clothes rod?"
Qi Huayang looked at the room deeply and murmured to himself: "He, he is bored and breathe out."
The third appointment of the Chongzhen Sword School gently walked to the hanger and took out a small gourd from his arms and hung up, but he never spoke for a long time.
On this day, the four legendary swords of the former Wulin Wulin in the Central Plains also returned to the rivers and lakes at the same time.
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