I just want to be a quiet man

The flying sword is clear and sharp, and there are obvious traces of death energy erosion on the sword body, but the brilliance has not been restrained, and the inspiration is still there.

As soon as he appeared, he seemed to have noticed something, and immediately erupted with frosty sword intent!

Yan Sichun was thinking about something in his heart, and he couldn't react for a while, but Fei Jian broke free from his hand.

Whoosh!

The next moment, the flying sword turned into a ray of cold light, shot towards Pei Ling, and hovered on the side, constantly conveying the closeness and longing for Pei Ling, and refused to leave.

Seeing that Yan Sichun came here for this flying sword, Pei Ling nodded slightly, and then said calmly: "This is the flying sword I got from Yousu's grave, and I was entrusted by its master to return this sword to the Han'an Sword Sect. "

With that said, Pei Ling lightly tapped the flying sword, and immediately controlled the flying sword, flew to Yan Sichun's side again, and fell into his hand.

Looking at this scene, Yan Sichun's expression was suddenly in a trance, and he immediately asked with a trembling voice: "Guimengjian, why do you recognize you as the master?"

Pei Ling's complexion didn't change at all, of course it was because he took Wei Duanju's life!

But this matter can't be said directly, otherwise the Hedao of the Han'an Sword Sect in front of him will have to fight him desperately!

So, Pei Ling said calmly: "This flying sword is just familiar to me, and it doesn't recognize me as the master."

Yan Sichun didn't believe it at all, she was a sword cultivator, how could it be possible that she couldn't even tell the master of Feijian?

What's more, Guimengjian is not an ordinary flying sword, but Brother Wei's natal sword!

In any case, it is impossible to recognize the second owner!

In this situation, is it reincarnation?

Or... seizing the house? !

Thinking of this, Yan Sichun looked at Senior Sister Huan and Wenren Lingse who were staring at her, but quickly calmed down.

Now that other people are present, this question cannot be asked!

With a flash of thought in his mind, Yan Sichun immediately said: "So that's the case, I made a mistake."

After finishing speaking, she put away Gui Mengjian, then looked at Huan Yunzhen and Wenren Lingse and asked, "I don't know why you two came to find Pei Ling?"

Huan Yunzhen said: "We are about to discuss with Pei Ling, if Junior Sister Yan has nothing else to do, we can leave first."

On the Road?

Yan Sichun looked slightly surprised, and even shook her head, she wanted Senior Sister Huan and Wenren Lingse to leave now, how could she leave by herself?

Therefore, Yan Sichun immediately said: "Since it is about the Tao, I have lived in seclusion in the mountains for many years, and I also have some experience in cultivation."

"The four of you will be fine together."

Seeing that Junior Sister Yan was unwilling to leave, Huan Yunzhen didn't say much, and immediately looked at Wenren Lingshen, and said: "Fellow Wenren, let's start."

Start?

This...how did this start?

Do you really want four people together?

Wen Renling frowned, feeling that her personality was too conservative, and she couldn't get along with the two of Han An Jianzong!

At this moment, Pei Ling was finally sure that what the three of them said about the Dao meant the real Dao. While feeling disappointed, he immediately said righteously: "The three seniors have a heart for the Dao, and this junior admires it very much!"

"In terms of the time of entering Taoism and the accumulation of foundation, the younger generation is far inferior to the three seniors."

"But I have practiced so far, but I still have some personal opinions."

"I would like to discuss with the three of you, regardless of righteousness and evil, just talk about the Dao."

Hearing this, both Yan Sichun and Huan Yunzhen nodded.

Wenren Lingse finally made up his mind, since Pei Ling has already said so, then...

She reached out and pressed her skirt, ready to take off her shawl...

Chapter 167: The fifth battle.

At this time, a clearer and softer voice suddenly came into the Fazhou: "Shengzi Pei, I wonder if you have seen the Taoist friends from Yanxi City and the fellow Taoist Yan from the Han'an Sword Sect?"

Hearing this voice, Wenren Lingse immediately put down his hand, pretending that nothing happened just now.

Pei Ling also asked, "May I ask Your Excellency?"

Outside the dharma boat, a beautiful figure stood in the air, her black hair was like ink, her eyebrows were long and her eyes were almond-shaped, her bun was like a pile of clouds, she was wearing a jade-colored Taoist robe, and her waist was tied with an orange brocade belt. The gang wind hunts and dances, becoming more and more fairy-like and without appearance, and the charm is out of the dust.

At this moment, Zhen Jianghui clasped her hands on her lower abdomen, leaning on a jade ruyi, her brows slightly frowned, and her bright eyes stared at the huge Dharma boat in front of her without blinking. Prepare.

Just now, after she received the news that the mountain lord was leaving the customs and was going to fight with Pei Ling in the northwest of Cizhou, she planned to call Wenren Lingse and Yan Sichun to watch the battle together.

It's just that these two people obviously live in her cave, and when she turned around, she searched the entire cave just now, but they couldn't find them!

Realizing that the situation was wrong, Zhen Jianghui immediately used Jiuyi Mountain's [Shadow Seeking and Trace Technique] to find the traces of Wenren Lingse and Yan Sichun.

Afterwards, she followed Peiling Fazhou!

Although this Chongming sect's holy son is only a junior, but his cultivation is advanced and his strength is outstanding, no matter whether he is a friend of Daoist Wen Ren or a friend of Yan Daoist, he is definitely not his opponent.

More importantly, the allusion between this son and the former suzerain's wife and current suzerain of Chongming Sect is known to everyone in the entire Panya world...

Right now, two comrades with outstanding looks disappeared at the same time, but they both appeared on Pei Ling's dharma boat... If this devil acts recklessly and does evil in the boundary of Jiuyi Mountain, then, no matter what the price is, Jiuyi will be killed. Yi Shan must kill him on the spot!

Just as he was thinking, a deep voice came from the Fazhou: "May I ask your Excellency?"

Zhen Jianghui immediately came back to her senses, and quickly replied: "Jiuyi Mountain, Zhen Jianghui."

Within the Dharma boat.

Zhen Jianghui of Jiuyi Mountain?

Hearing this, Pei Ling immediately looked at Wenren Lingse and Yan Sichun.

Wenren Lingse said quickly: "Since Fellow Daoist Zhen came to see me, let's talk about Taoism next time."

As she spoke, she didn't care whether the others agreed or not, and with a thought, her figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Seeing Wenren Lingse leave, Pei Ling suddenly lost the intention to continue the discussion.

He is not familiar with Yan Sichun at all, Huan Yunzhen helped him in Yousu Tomb, but now that the big battle is imminent, it is not the time to reminisce...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately said: "Senior Zhen from Jiuyi Mountain came here specially to look for Senior Wenren and Senior Yan. He must have something important to do. I would like to invite Senior Yan to meet with you to avoid misunderstanding."

Yan Sichun frowned slightly. She still had a lot of questions to ask Pei Ling, but she didn't want to leave at all.

But right now, with Senior Sister Huan present and Zhen Jianghui from Jiuyi Mountain outside, there is absolutely no chance to speak...

While hesitating, Pei Ling continued to say: "If Senior Yan has anything else to do, you can come and see this junior next time."

"The junior will sweep the couch to welcome you!"

"But right now, the juniors still have to prepare for the battle, but they have no time to greet the seniors."

Hearing this, Yan Sichun suddenly came to his senses, yes, Wei... Peiling is about to fight the Lord of Jiuyi Mountain, now is not the time to distract him.

When his thoughts turned, Yan Sichun immediately said: "Trouble the Holy Son, I will visit you again after the Holy Son's battle."

After saying that, she didn't hesitate any longer, and quickly got up and left.

Pei Ling then looked at Huan Yunzhen again, and said: "Senior Huan, after parting from Yousu Tomb, we have been together until now, and the years in it are quite memorable."

"But now, this junior has an appointment and needs to concentrate on the challenge. No matter what it is, let's wait until this junior has finished challenging the Lord of Nine Yi Mountain."

Huan Yunzhen nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

After thinking about it, she warned again, "Be careful, I'm leaving first."

Pei Ling nodded, and watched him cast his escape method and leave.

The three of them all left, and Pei Ling was the only one left in the cabin on the top floor of the Fazhou. According to his spiritual perception, Zhen Jianghui immediately took the two of them away after seeing Wenren Lingse and Yan Sichun. Go, but he doesn't need to explain anything to the other party...

Pei Ling nodded slightly, and immediately used several spells to set up a large formation on the Dharma boat to prevent anyone from suddenly breaking into the Dharma boat.

After finishing the preparations, Pei Ling took out the special sound-transmitting talisman for long-distance communication with Senior Sister Li again. After urging it, he immediately said, "Sister, I encountered some trouble just now, but it has been resolved now."

"My situation here, everything is going well, the next thing is to..."

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Jiuyi Mountain.

Cizhou.

Northwest corner.

The sky is gray and dark, like a storm is about to come, and it seems to be suppressed by something heavy. Above the high sky, the wind blows from all directions, revealing a sweet, rancid smell, mixed with wisps of poisonous gas.

Looking down at the land from the large dharma boat, you can see colorful mottled rows between the gray-black soil and the white-flowered river.

The unique cold aura of ghosts and ghosts permeates the earth, and from time to time, the screams of beasts infected and killed by the plague can be heard.

On the originally fertile and prosperous land, tall trees turned into ferocious ghost claws, swaying hysterically, exuding majestic Yin Qi.

Amidst the Yin Qi, pairs of crimson eyes appear and disappear from time to time, and the smoky figure gathers and disperses like clouds, hesitating and lingering, overflowing with resentment.

The dharma boat hangs high in the sky, with the yin and qi dissipating from its body, pure and cold, the many resentful ghosts hidden below seem to be aware of it, and there is a sudden commotion, among the shadows, countless figures try to approach the dharma boat.

In a moment, a majestic light rolled from the sky, between the pulleys of the phoenix cart, the silver bell hanging on the eaves of the cart swayed gently, and in the clear and pleasant sound, the resentful souls that had just gathered below disappeared in an instant.

While the bead curtain was swaying, Gao Hua's figure sitting dignifiedly in the car was revealed, with a phoenix crown and Zhai clothes, and a solemn expression, it was Empress Liu Greed.

After the phoenix chariot, there are phoenixes and cranes soaring to accompany them, their feathers fluttering, and they are soaring into the sky.

There are figures sitting straddling the bird's back. Some are dressed in royal robes and golden crowns, like the royal children of the Zhongkui family;

Seeing Pei Ling's dharma boat from a distance, all the monks of the Liugai Dynasty looked extremely solemn.

Back then when Pei Ling challenged the emperor of the Liugai Dynasty, no one put his eyes on this junior of Chongming Sect. Unexpectedly, the emperor was defeated in the end!

And in just a few tens of days, the opponent has won four battles and four victories, and even the Sword God of the Cold Dark Sword Sect was defeated by the opponent's sword!

Right now, this is the last battle of the Righteous Path...

Chapter 168 : No trouble!

At this time, above the dark sky, a huge flower branch suddenly hangs down. The stem of this flower branch is green and seems to be covered with thick moss, dotted with light pink buds, like clusters of sparks, instantly lighting up the whole world. The world, making the gloomy and obscure, turned into a bright spring.

The flower branches hang down to the air, and the three buds rapidly expand, grow, and bloom.

Cen Fangwo, Meng Hongxuan, and Qi Zilang stepped out from the stamens at the same time, dressed in colorful clothes, surrounded by pearls and emerald greens, standing in the air, surrounded by flower branches, the flowers are like a dream, and they are full of fragrance.

In the phoenix chariot, Empress Liu's beautiful eyes showed a strange color, Su Zhentian was there, she would not be surprised.

It's just that I didn't expect that Su Zhentian's head teacher would come to watch the battle in person.

Thinking of this, the empress had a thought, and the phoenix car bead curtain rolled up suddenly, she nodded slightly at Cen Fangwo, and asked, "Headmaster Cen, I wonder how the injury is now?"

Cen Fangwo returned his compliments, and said softly: "The empress is worried about it, it's no big problem."

"Thank you for your help that day..."

While the two were talking, a radiant sword light roared towards the sky, thirty thousand sword qi suddenly emerged, surged violently, and swept away the world in an instant.

All the sneaky resentment and resentment were disintegrated and wiped out in the torrential sword intent!

The light of the sword is like a dragon, piercing through the air, and the brilliance dissipates when approaching, revealing a tall and straight figure, the crow green cassock is tied up casually, the bamboo crown straw sandals, the eyes are flickering with cold light, there seems to be thousands of thunder and lightning, between looking and looking, it makes people laugh. People were so frightened that they didn't dare to look at each other, it was He Fuqiong!

The queen's expression was startled, not only Su Zhentian's head teacher, but also the sword god of Hanan Sword Sect...

Immediately afterwards, a huge Jade Ruyi surrounded by five-color auspicious clouds floated over. On Ruyi, three beautiful figures of different styles stood in response to the wind, with their wide sleeves fluttering.

It was Zhen Jianghui, Wenren Lingse and Yan Sichun.

Not long after the three of them appeared, there was another flash of sword light in the sky. The long sword was sharp and cut through the flowing clouds. Yun Zhen!

Afterwards, numerous mountains appeared in the void, and several old men in green robes and high crowns came hand in hand, their auras were pure and agile, with the meaning of being light and out of the world, they were all the elders of Jiuyi Mountain!

At this time, thousands of miles of white clouds suddenly appeared in the void.

Among the clouds, there are towering crowns and tall figures. In a blink of an eye, several monks with fluttering sleeves suddenly appeared. One of them was dressed in a crane cloak, with long hair loose, cattail shoes and leather belts, with a relaxed attitude and a sense of freedom. With joy on his face, he seems to be carefree, worry-free and fearless, his eyes are full of innocence, like a child, just the child of no worries.

The rest of the people have different appearances, some are in splendid clothes, some are in ragged clothes, some are neat and meticulous, some are dirty and stinky, although they are very different from each other, but the atmosphere of all of them is full of freedom and carefree. Feeling, as if between heaven and earth, there is no one or anything that can hinder and restrain them.

With such a willful temperament, one can tell at a glance that he is a monk from Wushi Villa.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of radiant pagodas rose from the ground, and a group of gray-robed monks appeared in the air. Their faces were haggard and sad, their brows were frowned, and their minds were heavy, as if they were full of worry and solemnity all the time. Up and down, without any ornaments, only a particularly brilliant glazed pagoda hangs on the waist.

Before the huge tower dissipated, there was already a wave of fluctuations in the sky.