Xiuxian is like this

No, it should be called the realm of supernatural powers!

The unity of man and nature is not a single skill, but a mysterious and unspeakable state. This one move can extend dozens of skills, and some skills are so powerful that even demon cultivators can't match them.

"It's no wonder my Taoist cultivators have always pursued the realm of the unity of man and nature. I said it was so powerful. My suzerain came to Zhaoqin last year." Lu Bei muttered, wondering how the Wuliang Sword Sect was so powerful, how it was abandoned.

It is true that the Sutra of Abandonment is indeed so strong that he has no friends. After a thousand years of remnant spirit, he can still kill Hu Er with one blow.

But the word Heart Sutra of Taixu is not a decoration. The method of "harmony between man and nature" alone has a supreme power that is difficult to match with Taoist rhyme. Flag, God will not say anything.

Lu Bei doesn't know why, anyway, the benefits are in hand, the past is not very important, he thinks for a moment, and just forgets about it.

He adjusted his own realm and came to the early stage of fusion like Mengxin. After thinking about it, it was still too high, so he was downgraded to the early stage of Void Refining Realm at the boss level.

On a high-level map like Zhaoqin, Earth Immortals run all over the ground, and there are as many bodies as dogs, and the Void Refining Realm, which is not as good as dogs, will definitely be bullied wherever they go.

In this way, the experience is stable.

"Beat the young ones, but come the old ones. Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger is really the only way to make money. The ancients never bullied me!" Lu Bei waved his sleeves and rolled up the remaining wind, his five fingers lingering in the air, and an iron sword was behind his back. Sword case.

First send Tian Mingzi's fallen leaves back to the roots, and then go to the secret place designated by Qinglong to pick up opportunities. If possible, walk the path of abandonment.

"But first..."

Lu Bei raised his hand to wipe his face, and to be on the safe side, he squeezed his face again.

In the realm of the unity of man and nature, no one can see through his true face even if he takes off the black pattern mask.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie-"

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Xiaoqianshan.

Located in the territory of Nanji State, a subsidiary state of Zhaoqin, the mountain is very high, but there are no immortals and names, and the water in front of the mountain is deep, but there are no dragons and no spirits.

Kong has grown a big man, and he has nothing to do with climbing the branch of the Kunlun Mountains. It is a little-known hill.

A bit like Jiuzhu Mountain in Ningzhou, Xiaoqian Mountain not only has one gate of the Wuliang Sword Sect, but also has more than twenty gates, large and small.In a word, apart from the daily fighting, the head of the Wang family hooked up with the wife of the head of the Li family, and the relationship between the neighbors was very harmonious.

The difference from Jiuzhu Mountain is that Zhaoqin is a great human nation, and its international status is still higher than that of Xuanlong. The will of Emperor Zhaoqin can even affect Daxia's decision-making. Near the Kunlun Mountains, the territory is full of aura, and the monks on Xiaoqian Mountain are not bad in realm.

Looking at it at a glance, the head of the sect has an average strength of the Void Refining Realm, and a few top ones have the Fusion Stage Realm, like Lin Buyan, it's hard to say whether they can make a name for themselves in Xiaoqianshan.

Of course, it doesn't rule out the possibility that he is good at dancing and can dominate the entire Xiaoqianshan.

In the Wuliang Sword School, the Taoist temple at the mountain gate fell into disrepair for a long time, the plaque was stolen, the gate was demolished, the front yard was overgrown with weeds, and a group of lush green plants protruded in the center.

Lu Bei: ...

It seemed familiar, he had definitely seen this dilapidated small mountain gate somewhere.

Chapter 7 If you turn your back on your arms and drop your armor, and surrender with courtesy, you will not lose your position as a Marquis

Lu Bei took two steps back, glanced at the empty plaque, confirmed that he was not in Sanqing Peak, and then walked into the dilapidated Taoist temple.

As he expected, there was indeed an old tree in the backyard, which was just right for Tian Mingzi's urn.

In addition, there is an ancient well that is standard in Taoist temples.

Lu Bei found out the depth, but unfortunately, he failed to trigger the side plot. It is a very serious well, without sealing the peerless old devil, and not imprisoning the empress for thousands of years.

He put down the small box with a wave of his hand, stepped to stir up the earth waves, and waited for Tian Mingzi to rest in the earth, his body slowly rose.

Mysterious state came back again, the great net of spiritual thoughts stretched out, just about to try the magical powers of golden light, teleportation, etc., suddenly saw the evil spirit rising in the distance, and a group of black clothes rushed towards Xiaoqianshan.

Lu Bei, who was in a hurry, had no interest in getting involved in the grievances of the Zhaoqin Jianghu, but he didn't watch the excitement, what was the difference with salted fish, and stayed with his heart, ready to wait until the battle was over before leaving.

Before the black clothes arrived, Xiao Qianshan was the first to get into a mess.

A few figures in white clothes flew into the air, and the leading woman looked into the distance, and said gloomyly: "The thieves from the Qin Tianjian came so fast, two junior brothers, you two go to set up an array to block it, and Xiaoqianshan's palms and I You can only leave after the door has been discussed."

Having said that, the woman knew very well in her heart that Qin Tianjian was cold-blooded and ruthless, and no one would stay anywhere she went. The cultivation forces on Xiaoqian Mountain didn't want to destroy their family, so they had to leave with her.

"Quickly recruit monks from various families, life and death are only a matter of time, and there is no longer any delay."

The woman was born like a fairy, her black hair was like a waterfall, her makeup was elegant and her face was decorated with red lips, she was as delicate as a pink peach petal, she was an eye-catching beauty.

Lu Bei's eyes lit up, he scratched his head in surprise, feeling that the world is so small, and you can meet acquaintances wherever you go.

"Senior Sister Shao..."

"Why is she here?"

"That's right, she was originally a monk Zhaoqin."

Two figures in white went to Xiaoqian Mountain to stop the enemy, Chang Qingyu descended to the main hall on the peak, faced more than ten sect masters and temple masters, and said in a concentrated voice: "Seniors, King Yan's minions have arrived, Xiaoqianshan is no longer Xanadu, when the sky is falling, if you still have the idea of ​​staying out of it, you will only invite death."

"Fairy Chang's words are justified, and we don't know that, but the king's power is all over the world, and the Qin Tianjian has recruited countless immortals, and our abilities are so weak, how can we resist his will?"

One of the headmen spoke with a wry smile, and the words fell, and there were many patrons.

Among them, there is no lack of yin and yang, and the reasons for Qin Tianjian's arrival are vaguely stated.

Xiaoqian's mountains and waters are too shallow, so great for self-entertainment, he can't attract King Yan's crotch eagle dog, today's disaster is caused by Chang Qingyu, as long as Chang Qingyu leaves, Qin Tianjian will also leave.

"Master Liu, Pingxin Taoism was also a powerful force in the past, but because of its closeness to the royal family, it was suppressed by King Yan under the pretext of being suppressed. Now that it has settled in Xiaoqian Mountain, even its heart has been smoothed?"

"There is also Fei Guanzhu, 500 years ago, your Shenquan Guan..."

"Wuxin Daoist, the former Shaoyan Villa was so powerful..."

Chang Qingyu counted them one by one, and said loudly: "Especially the Wuliang Sword Sect, King Yan used the royal family's hand to drive you out of Zhaoqin. Although it has been a thousand years, will it really wipe out your blood?"

The voice fell, and no one answered. He clenched his fist and coughed lightly, reminding him: "Fairy Chang, the Wuliang Sword Sect is dead, and the last disciple, Tian Mingzi, is so stupid that he hasn't been seen for many years."

Chang Qingyu's eyelids twitched, she felt that she had come to the wrong place, the group of useless people on Xiaoqian Mountain had long since lost the arrogance of the seniors of the mountain gate.

Rather than expecting these people to rise up, it is better to expect Yan Wang himself to catch a cold and die suddenly on a dark and stormy night.

"Who said the Wuliang Sword faction is dead, am I still here!"

Outside the courtyard wall, an ethereal voice came, and its whereabouts were uncertain. Several heads searched for the sound, but failed to find where the speaker was hiding.

There are still masters in Xiaoqianshan!

As soon as Chang Qingyu's eyes lit up, she knew that the emaciated camel was bigger than a horse, and there must be some out-of-world experts among the down-and-out households gathered on Xiaoqian Mountain.

"Hey!"

Lu Bei groaned and climbed over the wall, patted the dust on his hands, skillfully lifted the long hair in front of him, and said with a good feeling about himself: "Here is Tian Mingzi of the Wuliang Sword Sect, who said that my Sword Sect is dead?"

At this time, Lu Bei changed into Tian Mingzi's appearance. After landing, no one stared at the tree. Seeing his angry appearance, if the tree didn't give an explanation today, he would definitely draw his sword to seek justice.

"Fairy Chang, this fellow daoist is Tian Mingzi from the Wuliang Sword Sect. You have seen it too, so he is basically dead." Someone in the group of masters kindly reminded him.

Chang Qingyu's eyelids twitched wildly, and she took a deep breath: "Masters, the spies from Qin Tianjian have arrived, and the army is coming soon. If you hesitate any longer, you will never leave in the future."

"..." xN

Everyone was silent, King Yan was extremely lonely and conceited to the extreme, he would rather let the world down than let the world down on him, no matter why the Qin Tianjian came, a bloodbath would definitely be inevitable.

I don't want to die, so I can only break it into pieces and leave with Chang Qingyu.

But after leaving, he was on King Yan's arrest list, but in the end he was still dead.

"Seniors, the younger generation already understands what is on your mind, and we will talk about it later. For now, let's think about survival first!" Chang Qingyu sighed and stopped pressing.

Zhaoqin has not been peaceful for the past few hundred years, no, the past thousand years.

It's not just Zhao Qin, but in any country or force, over time, the alternation and iteration of power will inevitably lead to open and secret struggles.

It was unfortunate for Zhaoqin. King Yan controlled the government. He was either the emperor or the emperor.

Zhaoqin is also lucky, King Yan is unparalleled in talent, whether in cultivation or in governing the country, he is so good that no one in the entire Jiang family can compare, if there is no one to support the building, it will continue to live for Zhaoqin for thousands of years, Zhaoqin cannot maintain itself great power status.

Some time ago, King Yan wanted to abolish the royal family and set up a sideline. The Jiang family's royal family couldn't bear it anymore, and the conflicts that had accumulated for thousands of years ignited. The moment of the explosion, it burned all over Zhaoqin.

This battle does not want to develop into a civil strife, so it can only be resolved quickly.

This is the intention of both parties.

Chang Qingyu was ordered to arrive in Nanbei to gather people of insight to fight against the perverse King Yan. He realized that there were dragons and crouching tigers hidden in Xiaoqian Mountain, and his ancestors were once rich, so he came here specially to recruit people.

Famous is not as good as meeting, and I am disappointed.

"I want to ask you something, did you just say that my Wuliang Sword faction is dead, and you think you can fool my eyes by pretending not to speak?"

Lu Bei raised his foot and kicked it, broke it with a snap, and snorted coldly: "However, I thought it was so powerful. Today's small punishment, I forgive you for not daring to speak disrespectfully."

Chang Qingyu: "..."

The Wuliang Sword School, which was famous all over the world in the past, really died.

……

After a cup of tea, nearly a thousand people gathered.

Not to mention dragging the family and the family, but it is also the wife and children who are hot on the kang, and they are all carried on their backs.

What's more, for example, Tian Mingzi of the Wuliangjian School almost dug the well in the backyard when he heard that he had left his hometown.

There was a crowd of black people in the arena, with different levels of cultivation, and there was a lot of noise, and Chang Qingyu and several white-clothed monks could be heard buzzing.

"If you ask me, Qin Tianjian has been bullied to the door. There are so many of us, why don't we fight to the death."

"Pretty!"

"It's well said, when you die, you have to take a back. The grandfather of a certain family died in the hands of the Qin Tianjian. A certain and them have a sworn feud, so you have to take a back when you die."

"Pretty!"

"..."

When there are many people, there will be many opinions. The mob has no sense of being a soldier at all, and the per capita life and death are much more reckless than the heads of various schools.

But everyone who understands understands that when it comes to fighting, those who show their prestige with their mouths run the fastest.

Chang Qingyu didn't want to talk nonsense with miscellaneous fish, so he greeted all the heads, and each used their magical powers to lead the elite of the mountain gate to evacuate towards the stronghold. Come out again in a year and a half.

At the end of the discussion, the mob dispersed after hearing the news, Chang Qingyu watched the ant nest disperse with a dazed expression, and the several masters regarded themselves as trash fish, and disappeared into the mountains with the broken-up army.

With these few sect leaders taking the lead, the elite who should have stayed behind learned the way of dog counseling on the spot, and ran away without a trace.

For example, the warrior who had a vengeance with Qin Tianjian for killing his grandfather suddenly remembered that he had no children, so he decided to go back to his hometown to marry a wife and have children, and then go to attack King Yan a year later.

Soon, there were only a few lonely figures standing in the arena, and when the wind blew, they ran away again.

Lu Bei looked left and right, thinking about leaving, he didn't need to stay, so he turned his head and ran down the mountain.

After watching the excitement, it's time for the wind to blow up.

"Qin Tianjian is doing business, whoever dares to leave, leave it to me!"

A figure landed on the ground, raising waves of dust.

Lu Bei looked up at the sky, hummed twice, and retreated behind Chang Qingyu, staring at no one.

There are so many people who don't stop him, but the only one who blocks his way must be his handsomeness again.

The visitor had a white face and no beard, and was dressed in black and brocade robes, his evil spirit could not be concealed and he was elegant, and he had a good face that made people approachable.

Congratulations to Yuluo, Qin Tianjian's seven killing orders.

In his early years, King Yan was a scholar, elegant and easy-going, modest gentleman, and proficient in medical skills. Later, he found that studying medicine could not save Zhaoqin, so he abandoned his pen to cultivate immortality.

With this past, the soldiers under his command are not much different in appearance.

He Yuluo ignored the mob who were fleeing, compared the faces of the white-clothed men, took out the arrest list and flipped through it: "It turns out they are the eldest daughters of Hengxueliu Shenchang's family, tsk tsk, all of them are descendants of famous families. If you turn around and take off your armor, Wouldn't it be beautiful to surrender with courtesy, without losing the title of Marquis, and the country will be safe and the people happy!"

Chang Qingyu didn't say a word, and the long sword in his hand was full of sword intent.

The sky was blue and rainy, and the hissing cool wind pierced through the rain line, and the power of the Peiran sword suddenly filled the space between the sky and the earth.

Under the sweeping momentum of the invisible sword, it aroused the formation of Xiaoqian Mountain to protect the mountain, and the hazy mist swept across the entire mountain area.

He Yuluo showed disdain on his face, the black waves came from far to near, clusters of demonic thoughts came like shadows, pitch-black sharp claws soared to the sky, and the shadow covering the sky slowly pressed down on Xiaoqianshan.

"Not a single one!"

Chapter 7, Seven Killing Orders, Five Fighting Talismans, Three-day Seals, and the Great Monument Curse

The clouds are like the sea, and the wind is like waves.

The Jianzhu Light Waterfall soared against the current, and with the momentum of thousands of swords firing together, a grand and magnificent sword lotus bloomed in the sky, which can withstand the pressing black claws.