Immortal Sword Master

Wang Peng.

From the very beginning, as a wild boy who came out of the mountains, he married the eldest lady of the Rong Palace, and he has always been looked down upon by others and looked down upon by others. The monks in Prince Rong's Mansion are getting more and more tyrannical. So when something happened, they almost reflexively thought that they were here for Rong Yan.

And this person in front of him actually said that he is the strongest genius who is not one in a million!

This feeling... This unprecedented feeling of being so valued by others made his heart twitch for a moment, and he didn't know how to respond.

For the first time, he felt such undisguised attention. It was also the first time that she felt elated in front of Rong Yan.

Senior... At this time, if he can no longer understand that this person is a top-notch master senior, then all these years of his life will be in vain.

Senior, aren't you joking when you say this? Suppressing the throbbing in his heart, he settled down.

Lin Xin signaled Xiaoyuhu behind him to clean up the scattered Yurong's relics, and found a storage crystal from it, and put it away.

I never joke. He shook his head. It seems that you are being hunted down by that Rong Wang's mansion?

Senior's eyes are like torches. Wang Peng said hastily. Suddenly he seemed to think of something, and fixed his eyes on Lin Xin, as if he saw some hope.

Sure enough, Lin Xin pondered for a while.

If you have nowhere to go, I can just plan to go to the Taoism Conference. You can come with me.

Thank you senior for taking care of me! The three of them were overjoyed immediately, they had been hunted down by Prince Rong's mansion all the way, now if they had the protection of this person in front of them, no matter how miserable they were, they wouldn't be as miserable as before.

Lin Xin didn't care what the three of them thought, he was really interested. It is the strange sense of Taoism in Wang Peng.

That sense of morality...if he can fully comprehend it, he may be able to exert a power that even he can't imagine.

After expressing their gratitude, the three followed Lin Xin and Xiaoyuhu and walked slowly.

Every morning, Wang Peng was dragged to test Lin Xin's moves, while Xiaoyuhu was in charge of guarding the surroundings. The other two women had nothing to do, so they offered to take care of chores such as board and lodging.

With Wang Peng's will. Lin Xin no longer moved slowly, but moved forward at a normal speed. Rush to Daodian.

The location of the Dao Code is a place called Tianhuan River, which is located on a wasteland in the extreme east. Because the temperature is extremely low, the water just poured out can be frozen into ice slag in an instant. So very few people live there.

The Tianhuan River is located on a high mountain, by the volcanic lake on the top of the mountain.

It is not a river flowing on the ground, but a Tianhe that flows slowly along the clouds in the sky to the distance.

There was no words all the way, Yu Rong was killed, and the people from the Rong Palace did not send anyone again. It seems to have given up.

But Lin Xin is aware of the habits of these big forces, and there is no movement now, just to check his details, if once found out. It is possible to really do it at any time.

He didn't take it to heart either, if that Yurong was the second master of the Rong Palace. The so-called number one master is not much stronger.

Regarding Lao Zai, the Rong Wang Mansion and Liu Wang Mansion are nothing to worry about.

As the top veteran of the Yuan Dou Demon Sect, even in the top power Xiansha League. Yuanjing-level masters also have a respected status.

In general, the small and medium forces in the central government are not suppressed by Yuanjing Patriarch, but those with Yuanjing level are all big forces.

The powerful Lin Xin has also done his homework before, and he has never heard of the Rongwang Mansion. That is obviously a medium-sized force.

But what he really cared about was Wang Peng's Taoism. Unexpectedly, for more than ten days in a row, he still couldn't grasp a little bit, but it made Wang Peng's own understanding of his own Taoism really rise to a new level, which also revealed that Opened the veil of mystery within him.

Along the way, apart from the two constantly practicing each other, nothing else happened.

There was no movement at the Red Ridge Gate. Apparently Guan Mingyue Guan Lao secretly blocked her back.

Lin Xin was also happy and relaxed, and everything was handled by Guan Lao. I am concentrating on studying the special meaning of Wang Peng.

Unknowingly, the Tianhuan River and the Longshan Mountains where the Dao Code is located are finally approaching.

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Streamer clouds of various colors fell from the sky from time to time, and they all flew towards the top of the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

Around the peak of the snow-capped mountain, there is a circle of faint and strange white light patterns, which slowly rotate around the top of the mountain like a streamer on the wall.

Lin Xin and his party walked out of the sparse forest slowly, looking at the towering Tianhuan Snow Mountain in front of them.

This mountain is named after the Tianhuan River. Looking at the flow of light, it is obvious that many people have arrived first.

Lin Xin said in a low voice.

Rong Yan looked at the snow mountain and whispered.

I also heard from my father about the Dao Code. Every year, many forces will participate. After the actual competition, they will get the quota to enter the Tianhuan River.

Quota? What's the use? Wang Peng and Qiu Ling didn't understand.

Lin Xin didn't answer.

That's the ticket to enter the Styx River. Xiaoyuhu whispered.

Styx?

The three of them still didn't understand, but it was obvious from Lin Xin's expressions that this was a more important matter.

Let's go. Lin Xin headed towards the snow mountain.

A few people behind quickly followed.

A group of black clouds slowly enveloped everyone, rose from the ground, and flew towards the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

Flying is the most basic ability of monks in the foundation building period, Wang Peng and others are not surprised.

Looking down from the black clouds, the snow-capped mountains are gradually approaching, but with a cup of tea, they are almost within reach.

In front of the white rune halo around the snow mountain, there is a small white entrance, which seems to be something like a whirlpool.

This vortex is composed of a large amount of white liquid, and it is slowly rotating. There are several monks sitting on a white jade canoe beside them, registering one by one for the monks who are constantly coming.

There was a steady stream of monks entering, and there were people flying in from all directions, and a group of monks flew in together every little while.

Before Lin Xin and the others approached Heiyun completely, they heard the sounds of monks greeting each other around them.

On the right side with them, there are three Taoist priests with fluttering long sleeves and tall crowns, stepping on white clouds at their feet, and coming hand in hand.

The person in front of the three. He was chatting with a few female cultivators who flew over from a distance.

Ge Daoyou, don't come here without any problems. I haven't heard from you for a long time since I left Qianhuanhai.

In the distance, four female Taoist priests flew closer with yellow air on their feet.

Wei Conglong, don't make it seem like you are very familiar. You don't have such a good relationship. A cold-faced female nun on the left said flatly.

Two groups of people flew together and consciously lined up at the entrance of the white vortex. Wait for the person in front to get in.

Then Wei Conglong was thick-skinned enough to keep getting close to a few female nuns. Doesn't seem to mind putting a cold ass on himself at all.

Lin Xin flew close with the black cloud, but instead of waiting at the back of the long queue, he flew past the edge of the queue and flew towards the white vortex.

Why doesn't this person line up!

Wei Conglong frowned suddenly.

This is the Taoism Conference. This person probably thinks he is strong enough, and he is used to dominating the local area. So he doesn't follow the rules. Just watch, he will suffer.

An old man in black who lined up in front mocked.

The four nuns didn't speak either. It's just that they are all a little dissatisfied with Hei Yun's behavior of jumping in line.

Wei Conglong saw the black cloud quickly descending towards the white vortex door, and suddenly smiled gloatingly.

Hey, something is going to happen.

In fact, it wasn't just him, all the monks who lined up were aware that they dared to disobey the rules in this Dao ceremony meeting. Even if you are a local top player, you still have to fight here.

An old monk guarding the gate looked up at the black cloud, and immediately got up to greet him.

The old monk suddenly disappeared into the dark clouds, obviously negotiating with the other party.

The last time I forcibly entered the Dao Code Conference. It was more than a hundred years ago. A local bully brought his wife and concubine. I want everyone to go in and experience the so-called Dao Code Conference. I think I can enjoy a special event with a little money. Treatment. In the end, he was thrown tens of thousands of miles by the old senior guards, almost hitting Dongye Mountain with his head, and died.

The monks in a line sneered.

It's a good show to watch now.

Wei Conglong glanced at the other party. It is a member of the Ninety-Nine Sect Alliance on the edge of Tianyun Road. The people in this Sect are all small sects united to form a large alliance. The sphere of influence is wide, but the strength is average, and the number of Italian-level masters is extremely high. There are many, but there are not many Jing-level old monsters. Therefore, the status in the practice world is not high.

Moreover, most of the monks inside are narrow-minded and a little extreme.

Wei Conglong also hated this kind of unruly person extremely, but he also hoped that the more frustrated the other party was, the more comfortable he would feel.

Unexpectedly, everyone in the queue was surprised.

The black cloud actually paused for less than a few breaths, and then flew directly towards the white vortex without stopping at all.

The old gatekeeper who flew into the black cloud flew out of it as if nothing had happened, greeted the other gatekeepers on the jade boat, and let the black cloud sink into the white vortex unscathed, disappearing instantly.

Wei Conglong raised his eyebrows immediately.

What's going on?! This is the Daoist Conference. Does anyone dare to disrupt the order of the conference for personal gain?

His voice was not loud, but it was clear that all the monks in line could hear him.

The old monk guarding the gate ignored him.

With him taking the lead, the others in the queue also became a little impatient.

Isn't there no exception in the Taoism Conference? The organizer has always dealt with anyone who wants to disrupt order severely. When I saw you today, is this the strict way?

Over time, no matter how strict the rules are, there are backdoors to choose from.

Someone sneered.

But most of the people who spoke were young monks, and those who were slightly older were either indifferent or expressionless.

It seems that the organizer really doesn't want the popularity of this ceremony. Wei Conglong said strangely.

The old gatekeeper looked at him coldly.

That's the sponsor.

There was a sneer on the old man's face.

As for popularity, you don't have to come to participate.

Wei Conglong suffocated suddenly.

The two comrades beside him hurriedly grabbed him and stood back.

Shut up...Brother Wei.

Wei Conglong lost face and was upset, but he didn't dare to confront the old gatekeeper. Originally, he just wanted to show off in front of his favorite female cultivator, but he didn't expect to make such an oolong.

However, he remembered the black cloud just now. (to be continued ~^~)