In the northern part of the Fubo Mountains, there was silence in the valley.
The wild herds of beasts that once filled the mountains and plains receded like the tide.
Only a few powerful monsters still had a fierce look on their faces, shaking their heads and stumbling forward, as if they were resisting something, or resisting their own chaotic hearts.
On top of the gravel dam, the fairy wearing a blue robe was naturally Wangchuan Jianxiu Jiang Qingyun. She glanced at the scene not far away and raised her eyebrows. Before she could see how she drew her sword, there was a water-colored sword light like a long dragon. Sweeping through the canyon, with just one sword, it pierced the heads of all the monsters wandering in the canyon.
As a result, the entire canyon became really quiet.
The bare-chested Taoist priest carried the unconscious junior brother on his back, looked at the sword-wielding Taoist priest, and staggered to the foot of the gravel dam. He hesitated for a moment as he looked at the figure standing independently on the gravel like a celestial being. He still said, "Senior...junior and the two junior brothers would like to thank you for saving your life, senior!"
Jiang Qingyun looked back at the embarrassed appearance of the three Taoist priests, frowned slightly, and wanted to scold him, but suddenly, she thought of the man under Heyu City, and she suppressed the trace of disgust in her heart and nodded. Asked, "Is he from the Immortal Sect of Hidden Sword Peak?"
The shirtless Taoist priest nodded quickly and said, "We are the disciples of Youxian Sect! Does your senior know about Youxian Sect?"
Jiang Qingyun turned back to look at the mountains south of the canyon, "I didn't know it at first, but since that old man dared to set up a clan in Hidden Sword Peak and guard the Fubo Mountains for our human race, then who in the world would know that even the Youxian Sect is not enough? "I'm surprised." After saying all this in one breath, she lost the interest to continue, "I am here, you can go back."
"Yes," the shirtless Taoist priest and the junior disciple beside him bent down to salute, then turned around and headed north with their swords.
When the figures of the three wielding swords in the sky were no longer visible, Jiang Qingyun withdrew her gaze from the mountains in the south and turned her head to look at the messy side of the canyon where the corpses of beasts and monsters were densely packed. There, there was a figure that looked like a lion and Next to the corpse of the giant bear-like monster, an old man with white hair appeared in a gray preacher's robe.
The old man was holding a dark, thick wooden crutch in his hand, and a patched gray cloth bag on his waist. He was slightly bending his back, looking in through the big hole in the dead monster's head, and saw the gaping hole in it. It was as smooth as a mirror, and the red and white ones were all covered by a film-like water color. I couldn't help but click my tongue and murmured, "It really has some meaning, it has some meaning."
On top of the gravel dam, Jiang Qingyun naturally heard what the white-haired old man said. She couldn't help but roll her eyes, took a step forward, and stood beside the white-haired old man, looking in the south direction. Asked the old man, "Why don't you ask me to chop off that guy's head?"
The white-haired old man sighed and shook his head, still staring at the big hole in the monster's head, "Look at you, after you went to Wangchuan, you learned something from someone, you just kept talking... .I can’t even say it out loud!”
Jiang Qingyun curled her lips indifferently, "Didn't you say that the current Southern Xinjiang has been messed up, and it is so chaotic that nothing can be seen clearly? How did you expect that group of dogs to plan on the Lijun ancient road?"
"Does this matter?" The white-haired old man glanced sideways at Jiang Qingyun, stretched out his hand and touched her head, "It's something you can figure out with just a little thought." Seeing that there was no color on Jiang Qingyun's face, he also followed suit. She curled her lips and said, "You can make the prefect of Li County look like a man from heaven, but you can't even see Nan Yi's little tricks?"
"The prefect of Li County manages everything, plans the overall situation, and does big things. He keeps an eye on Nanyi every day. How can he recover Heyu City with this little trick?" Jiang Qingyun said with disdain, "After today, I think that Nanyi Yi didn't dare to have the idea of Lijun Ancient Road anymore, and although those people on Hidden Sword Peak were a little weaker, they could always tell the news. As long as Lijun was more careful here, a mere Lijun Ancient Road could What happened?"
The white-haired old man shook his head and said nothing. Instead, he stretched out a finger and pointed it on the monster's head. Then, from the big hole in the monster's head, a large amount of red and white stuff suddenly poured out and flowed. The smell immediately filled the air.
Jiang Qingyun frowned and hid aside, Bai
But the old man shook his head again, "It still doesn't work. The idea is not wrong, but the path is not right, so it still doesn't work."
Jiang Qingyun glanced at the white-haired old man and said, "Didn't you say that there is no fixed destiny in the world's great road? Is there anything right or wrong?"
"The Avenue of Heaven and Earth is the Avenue of Heaven and Earth. What kind of Avenue of Heaven and Earth are you talking about?" The white-haired old man pointed at the bloody hole on the monster's head and said angrily, "There are great principles between heaven and earth. The more you understand, , the more I feel how small and ignorant I am, I have to be in awe, and every time I understand a principle from heaven and earth, I have to think about it again and again, study it in detail, and finally use it in the right place. Only in this way can I..."
"Okay, okay, okay," Jiang Qingyun interrupted the white-haired old man impatiently, "What's the use of talking about these things all day long? It's better to fight the monsters with real swords and guns. "Toru," she pointed at the monster's head, "Look, I'm sitting on the mountain thinking about it every day. Can I come up with these things?"
When the white-haired old man heard this, he was obviously angry and scolded, "It's easy to say, but you have to fight the monsters for a few times. When did you finish fighting the monsters, didn't you smash the magic weapons one by one? You have the shamelessness to come to me for the first time! There are also injuries on your body!" The old man gritted his teeth and his eyes were full of distress. "There are a few places, if you move them a little bit, all your cultivation will be in vain!"
He took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and said softly, "So this time, no matter what, you must not interfere again."
"No," Jiang Qingyun refused without hesitation. She turned her head to the side, "This time, even if you don't give me those magic weapons, I will go!" Seeing that the old man behind her did not speak, she continued Turning around and looking back, he saw the old man's face was cold, and he softened his voice and said, "Grandpa, you have kept me by your side for long enough, just let me go. Niu Laowu and the others are still in Heyu City. I don’t know how, you can’t figure out their whereabouts, how can you tell me to stay here!”
The white-haired old man frowned and looked at Jiang Qingyun. The hardness in his eyes quickly melted away. He couldn't help but sighed deeply and said, "It's not that grandpa won't let you go, but this time the prefect of Li County wants to take back the river." Tamaki's behavior can no longer be described as audacious. There is really no chance of winning! If I don't mention you, even if I fill in the old bones, I'm afraid it won't help. You said you insist on getting involved, grandpa How can I rest assured..."
This time, even Jiang Qingyun, who had always been bold, felt a chill in her heart when she heard this, "How...how could it be like this?!!"
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