I just want to be a quiet man

The crimson petals are exactly the same as the flower tree under the waterfall and beside the deep pool.

However, on this cluster of flower branches, there are still golden strands that are difficult to distinguish unless you look carefully, inlaid in them. With the change of the light source, the stars are refracted, making it more luxurious and graceful.

The head teacher signaled Yan Minghua to come forward to catch him, and said calmly, "In three days, I will fight Pei Ling as a teacher."

"If you win as a teacher, it would be great."

"If you lose, you will take this Shenhui wood and ascend to the position of head teacher."

"You have already reached the mid-stage of transformation. Although there is still a long way to go before returning to the void, with your background and talent, it probably won't take too long."

"Elder Qi Taishang and Elder Meng Taishang will support you."

Yan Minghua was startled when he heard the words, and immediately understood the meaning of the master, and hurriedly said: "Master, don't do this! Although Pei Ling is the holy son of the Chongming sect, he is kind-hearted and will never kill, and the master will never kill you." Something will happen..."

Before he finished speaking, the teacher shook his head slightly and interrupted directly: "Remember!"

"After becoming the head teacher, everything should be pure and innocent, and you must not be arrogant!"

"Don't fall into the reputation of my Suzhen Tianwanshi Foundation!"

After saying that, with a thought in the teacher's mind, a gentle force lifted the Shenhui wood and sent it into Yan Minghua's hands. Then with a wave of his hand, the space changed instantly, and Yan Minghua was sent out of the White Jade Pavilion.

After finishing all this, the head teacher slowly closed his eyes.

In fact, what Minghua said just now was not wrong. The decisive battle between Pei Ling and the generation of emperors of the Zhongkui family did not kill the killer.

But that was the Emperor Kui's unpreparedness!

And the next battle is the same as that of Iron City Lord...

No matter whether she wins or loses this battle, she...will fall!

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a day later.

Xiji Market.

There are thousands of miles of desolate and uninhabited people, the sky is pale, and several clouds and mountains are clustered among them. A huge Dharma boat is quietly suspended in the air.

In the distance, there is a hazy mist, and there are no traces of birds and beasts.

Suddenly, a ray of light pierced the sky, from far to near, quickly approaching the Fazhou.

As soon as the visitor arrived near the Dharma boat, the ghosts wandered away slightly, and the protective formation immediately opened.

It escaped into the Dharma boat like a wisp of smoke, and after landing, it showed a figure, charming and charming, looking forward to brilliance, just like the flower who went to Suzhentian to send the letter of war.

Hua Yuran quickly used the water mirror technique, rearranged her appearance in front of the mirror, and deliberately loosened her tight hair a little, showing a coquettish state, and then went upstairs, to the top cabin, like a Huang Ying said softly, "Master..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the door in front of him had opened silently.

She walked right into it.

Pei Ling looked calm and took the throne alone.

Hua Yuran quickly prostrated herself on the ground gracefully, her figure became more and more graceful, and continued to say softly: "Master, the battle invitation has been delivered."

Pei Ling nodded slightly, and immediately asked, "Time and place."

Hua Yuran rolled her eyes, bit her vermilion lips lightly, and said: "Su Zhentian is in charge of teaching, and the time is set in two days."

"As for the location, it's in the Xiji Ruins..."

Pei Ling nodded: "I see, you can go down."

Hua Yuran's eyes showed disappointment, but she didn't continue to entangle, but obediently saluted: "Yes, master!"

After she left, only Pei Ling was left in the cabin, and she groaned slightly.

The last time I challenged the city lord of Yanxi City, the city lord used the [Seven Kills Misfortune Banner], his cultivation has reached the peak of the Dao, he is better able to control the seven laws, he can advance and retreat freely, and has many methods, which is stronger than Meng Hongxuan after reshaping the body !

This time to challenge Su Zhentian, even if the other party uses a similar method to raise his cultivation to the peak of He Dao, as long as he does not cross the tribulation, he will not be afraid at all!

However, the background of the nine sects should never be underestimated!

In the third gate of Yousu Tomb, he has already fought against many of the nine major sects, but no matter whether it is the Emperor Zhongkui in the first battle or the Tiecheng Lord in the second battle, he has at least one method , which he had never seen before.

This third battle is probably the same...

But as long as he wins this battle, his cultivation should be able to break through to the middle stage of the Dao!

At that time, after crossing the robbery, there will be no means to threaten him!

While his mind was turning, Pei Ling continued to close his eyes and meditate.

... Sunrise and sunset, two days passed in a blink of an eye.

The Xiji Ruins remained desolate, except for some sane snakes and insects, no living creatures appeared.

The huge dharma boat hangs high in the sky, and the flowing clouds and emerald haze circle around, as if walking through the stormy waves.

Suddenly, some distance away from the Dharma boat, a spatial rift opened, and an old man in a green shirt and straw sandals walked out of it. He had a gray beard and hair, and he was holding a wooden stick. When his wide sleeves fluttered, he looked like a fairy.

The Elder Taishang of Jiuyi Mountain glanced at Fa Zhou who was still in mid-air, and his expression was extremely solemn.

When this Holy Son of Chongming Sect, when he first heard about the other party's name, he had the impression that he was just a rising star of the demon sect who acted recklessly, and he was famous all over the world because of his absurd deeds with Si Hong.

But in the blink of an eye, in just a few years, he has become full-fledged, his cultivation level far exceeds that of his peers, and he has become a veritable giant of the magic sect!

Even those of the older generation feel threatened.

Just as he was thinking, not far away, a piercing sword light flashed across, revealing a vigorous posture in red clothes and leather belts.

His long hair is disheveled, his temperament is stern, his whole body is full of strong sword intent, his sword eyebrows are starry eyes, his sword looks like a sharp knife out of its sheath, and the sword light that is as cold as autumn water shines in the bottom of his eyes, but it is the sword cultivator of the cold dark sword sect.

The Elder Taishang of Jiuyi Mountain came back to his senses, looked at Jianxiu, nodded slightly to each other as a greeting, and immediately stared at the dharma boat in suspension.

The magic boat's protective formation was running, and the ghosts roared and wandered away, with a strong corpse aura, exuding a cold and sinister aura, but it seemed that they hadn't sensed anyone coming from the outside world, and there was no movement.

After a while, the phoenix chariot came galloping from the void in the distance, while the beaded curtains were shaking, the figure in the phoenix crown and Zhai Yi sat still, dignified and graceful.

It was the empress of the Liugai Dynasty.

Immediately afterwards, a huge halberd pierced the sky, and as the void shook, a sassy female cultivator with short hair and soft armor walked out, but it was the elder of Yanxi City who was very inspiring.

As soon as Wenren Lingse appeared, the three sects who arrived first greeted him immediately: "Wenren Supreme Elder."

The Elder of Nine Yi Mountain Taishang said sadly: "The last time I saw a fellow Taoist, I was a guest in Yanxi City. I still remember the scene of drinking and talking with Lord Tiecheng, but I don't want to... Sigh!"

Empress Liu Gree said in a deep voice: "Senior Wen Ren, please mourn."

Jian Xiu said succinctly: "My condolences."

Wenren Lingse nodded slightly to the three of them, and then said calmly, "Thank you all."

"The iron city master died defending the way, but his will will last forever. Yanxi City will not be depressed because of this."

"We will inherit his behest, continue to climb the road, and support the eternal foundation of Yanxi City."

After saying that, she looked at Empress Liuyu, "I don't know how fellow Taoist Zhongkui is recovering from his injuries?"

The Queen said: "It's not a serious problem if there are Lao Wenren Taoist friends bothering you."

The Elder of Nine Yi Mountain looked at Fazhou from a distance, and said slowly: "In this battle, Pei Ling is challenging Su Zhentian."

"Whether he is the one in the Eternal Night Desert or not depends on how this battle goes!"

Chapter 1 and Four: The Demon Sect Comes.

Just as he was speaking, a lofty and vast aura suddenly descended, and in the void in the distance, a figure with a white robe and golden ring suddenly appeared.

It was an old man with white hair and childlike face. His white robe was like snow, bright and majestic, and the golden ring was inlaid with several radiant gemstones.

As soon as he appeared, the old man of Jiuyi Mountain, the sword cultivator of the Han'an Sword Sect, the Empress Liu, and Wenren Lingse immediately looked over.

Benming Feijian let out a clear cry instantly, and Zhu Yijianxiu said coldly: "The demon of Renjiao taught by Tiansheng."

Ren Jiao, an old man of Tiansheng religion, smiled slightly: "All things are born in nature, but human beings are the most precious. You hypocrites live up to the blessings of being born as human beings bestowed by God, and you are willing to be lowly, and sit on the same level as the species that wear fur and horns and wet eggs. It can be said to be perverted, against the sky!"

"At present, God's will favors my holy way, so the Son of the Holy Sect is born, slaughtering you and others, in order to respond to God's will!"

"If you don't want to die and die, you can hand over Tianjiao to my holy religion as a furnace, and hand over many alien races for my holy way of cultivation, and you can leave a whole body!"

The old man in Jiuyi Mountain said coldly: "The evil devil heretics are talking nonsense!"

"Pei Ling Guangming, the holy son of Chongming Sect, is upright to challenge and enter my realm of righteousness, that's all."

"You old devil, if you provoke me again, I will send you to meet the previous devils of the Tiansheng sect first!"

Ren Jiao laughed and said, "Since ancient times, evil has prevailed over righteousness. This is a common saying of hypocrisy."

"However, now a mere junior son of my holy way has made two consecutive cases and beheaded the city lord of Yanxi City. It can be seen who the will of God is, and it is already an indisputable matter."

"Why do you need to pretend to deceive and whitewash the peace?"

Jianxiu looked at him coldly: "No need to talk nonsense, demons and monsters dare to cross the line, the only way is to kill!"

As soon as the words fell, the Flying Sword of Fate was about to be unsheathed, and all the people present felt their hearts immediately, and looked at the void not far from Renjiao.

But seeing that piece of void suddenly surging with wind and clouds, among the changing white clouds, a figure Shi Shiran stepped out.

He wears a shirt and crane cloak, has loose long hair, and wears cattail sandals, with a carefree attitude, full of freedom and joy, like everything in the world, nothing can disturb him, and like a newborn baby, for all eternity All things have infinite curiosity and enthusiasm.

After the cultivator appeared, he didn't even look at the people present who were at war with swords.

Immortals are different, these inferior immortals who can't even see through the illusion are not worthy of being called immortals at all, he will not waste time with mere ants!

He stood in the air, cupped his hands towards Fazhou, and said in a hearty voice: "Jinxian Wuchouzi, pay homage to Emperor Peixian!"

"I wonder if the Immortal Emperor is satisfied with the two immortal concubines in our village?"

There was a moment of silence among Fa Zhou, and then a deep voice came out: "That's right."

The monk of Wushi Villa suddenly showed a gratified smile. He glanced contemptuously at the other five sects. All kinds of illusions and obstacles, you can see the truth.

It's a pity that all the inferior immortals of Chongming Sect don't know the true meaning, stay in the world of mortals, and regard the so-called heavenly materials, earthly treasures and spiritual stones in the illusion as their lives, it's really sad and deplorable!

Emperor Peixian's entry into this Xiaozong was really constrained.

If after this immortal emperor came to this world, he entered their Wushi Villa, and his practice would definitely advance by leaps and bounds, making thousands of miles a day.

Maybe the mood has been fulfilled right now, returning to the upper realm, and ascending to a higher immortal position!

Of course, the actions of the Immortal Emperor are unfathomable, and one cannot speculate based on the thoughts of those low-level immortals who are eager for quick success.

Maybe Xiandi Pei thought that this illusion was too simple and boring, and deliberately chose Chongming Sect, a sect that was addicted to illusions and could not overcome greed for wealth, so as to further sharpen his mind and achieve a greater effect of illusion...

When the monks of Wushi Villa guessed the emperor's mind, a high glazed pagoda rose out of nowhere on the ground of Xiji Ruins.

While the tower was rising, it suddenly disappeared, and a gray-robed monk appeared.

The grey-robed friar's complexion is dark and wrinkled, looking like a withered old tree, old, tired, hard... His clothes are extremely simple, except for a golden glazed pagoda hanging on his waist, exuding an obscure and treacherous aura. fluctuation.

After the reincarnation pagoda cultivator appeared, he looked at the Fazhou with sincere joy: "I heard that Shengzi Pei has eradicated Tiexiong Tuo, one of the thieves in this world, I am really happy and congratulated!"

"Tie Xiong is a thief who has practiced for hundreds of years and has stolen countless inspirations from the world."

"And protect the many creatures in Yanxi City, which makes the world unbearable. His crimes are too numerous to write down!"

"The number of days reincarnates, the profit and loss of good fortune, this thief deserves to be punished!"

"It's a pity that the Holy Son came and went in a hurry, and failed to slaughter the entire Yanxi City and save this world..."

Hearing this, Wenren Lingser's face turned cold immediately, without any nonsense, he directly raised the painting halberd and threw it at the gray-robed monk!

A huge halberd shadow was like a mountain like a mountain, and it appeared in the void in an instant, with the momentum of swallowing thousands of miles, rolling the energy of the entire Xiji Ruins, and crashing through the sky!

The gray-robed monk stood motionless in place, and the glazed pagoda on his waist suddenly radiated thousands of brilliance and swelled loudly.

The pagoda is full of shadows, like a dream, and a [-]-story giant pagoda rises in an instant, covering the whole gray-robed monk.

boom! ! !

The halberd shadow hit the tower in an instant, making a loud noise that shook the sky.

As the majestic air waves spread layer by layer, the shadow of the halberd suddenly shattered, and the phantom of the glazed pagoda was also rippling like water patterns. It slowly shattered and returned to the palm-sized glazed pagoda, which was gathered around the waist of the gray-robed monk.

Wenren Lingse held the painting halberd in his hand, and slashed fiercely again. Countless huge halberd shadows emerged from the void, roaring and falling from the sky, like a rain of halberds.

He yelled coldly: "Dare to slander my ancestors, the city lord, you will die!!"

Behind the grey-robed monk, a huge and complicated rune rose, and he said very calmly: "The bandit of heaven and earth is hypocritical and selfish, and uses the inspiration of heaven and earth to support himself and many selfish creatures."

"Like a parasite that absorbs the world."