Xiuxian is like this

She pursed her lips: "Master, do you understand? If you don't understand, please say it again."

Lu Bei raised his hand to hold Chang Qingyu's head, and rubbed it against Tianling Gai, trying to make a fire. Why did she get so bald, he rubbed her until she was dizzy, and then slowly said: "Understood, you don't have to say so much, Being a teacher is just a bad memory, not a fool."

Chang Qingyu combed her messy hair, saw a few black hairs leaving her job post, and couldn't help complaining: "I don't have any self-knowledge at all. Master remembers it. Let me say it again, you don't have a bad memory, you just don't have a memory at all." .”

The intimacy of words is only available to people who are familiar with her. It can be seen that she really regards 'Tian Mingzi' as her master.

Lu Bei didn't add amnesia, so he picked up the information and read it himself. When he saw the name 'Jiang Biehe', he couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

Is there a possibility that this product is also a twenty-five boy.

"Master, are you hungry? Come, my apprentice will feed you a goose."

"..."

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Soldiers are very fast.

Chang Qingyu got the information at noon, and Quhe and Jiang Biehe arrived at noon.

Just as Lu Bei guessed, Jiang Biehe was a handsome man with a fluttering green shirt and a face like a crown jade. He held a folding fan and wrote the word 'benevolence and righteousness' in his hand.

What you need is what you want, Erwuzi didn't run away.

Hurrying on the road during the Mahayana period, the distance of thousands of miles is only a moment, if not for worrying about the traces of traveling through the void, Qu He dared to rush directly in front of Meng Yuan, and asked this brother and relative, how much benefit King Yan had given him.

Buried in Nanshan.

The place where Meng Yuan was located in the information, a place where Lu Bei would smile when he heard it.

Buried Nanshan is very close to Southern Xinjiang, Lenovo Meng Yuan destroyed the Southern Xinjiang stronghold, it is hard to say whether this is a joke of God, or some kind of fate.

Meng Yuan sold four old friends, and instead of going to the Qin Tianjian headquarters in Tianzi Mountain, he arrived at Buried South Mountain alone.

Except for meeting Yan Wang once during the period, he rarely showed up at other times. He stood on Yan Wang's side, but refused to do his best to help, giving people a vacillating sense of sight.

Lu Bei thought there was another conspiracy. In terms of intelligence alone, the royal family's eyeliner was beaten by Qin Tianjian. Even the second-hand information could not keep up with the warm ones. He suddenly got the information from Meng Yuan, and Meng Yuan was alone.

No matter how you look at it, it is the rhythm of inviting you into the urn and covering it with a white cloth.

Tian Mingzi's personality made Lu Bei unable to speak, and he didn't want to speak. The situation in Zhaoqin had nothing to do with him. He was just waiting to fish in troubled waters and find a chance to go to Tianzi Mountain.

Besides, there are two powerful teammates who can offer sacrifices at any time by his side, and there are still four... two nurses locked up in the small single room, who can't turn to him if he dies, so he decisively came to gain experience.

Qu He and Jiang Biehe are both elders, so it is difficult to kill Meng Yuan. He is different, as long as Chang Qingyu dares to speak, he dares to raise his fist and cut off Meng Yuan's head with a single sword.

The butterfly flapped its wings and walked through the void. Phosphorus powder covered its tracks between the flapping of its wings, and it took only a cup of tea to arrive at Zannan Mountain.

Before Jiang Biehe could test his surroundings, Qu He pushed open the void passage with a cold face, and strode towards the Taoist temple ahead.

"Don't blame Daoist friends. Qu He and Meng Yuan were friends when they were young. Once their thousand-year friendship is betrayed, it will deal a great blow to his Dao heart." Jiang Biehe waved his folding fan, and did not rush to step into the void passage.

He waved his hand and opened a phosphor mirror in the dark void, silently watching the meeting of the two old friends.

boom!

The two courtyard doors were shattered, and Qu He rushed to him angrily. Seeing his old friend enjoying himself drinking tea, he let out a cold snort and suppressed his majestic power.

The will of martial arts was condensed and hit directly between Meng Yuan's eyebrows.

There was a crisp click, and the teacup in Meng Yuan's hand was torn apart. He pointed it out, took the bitter tea into his throat, and said with a smile: "Old man, the stinky temper is still so irritable, aren't you afraid to piss yourself off?"

Qu He pointed at Cheng Jian, and asked in a cold voice, "Old dog Meng Yuan, why did you betray me?"

"Why did the old man say that? When did I betray you?"

Meng Yuan stood up unhurriedly, rolled out a cup of tea, and slowly floated in front of Qu He: "You and I are neither surnamed Jiang, the royal family and King Yan killed us, what has it to do with you and me? That's the best policy."

Qu He was even angrier: "Old Dog, if you don't help each other, you can quit directly. No one will say anything wrong with you. You fell King Yan without saying a word, and you dare to say that you have withdrawn from the world!"

"King Yan gave me an offer I couldn't refuse."

Meng Yuan was calm and composed, without any shame: "As monks, what we want is longevity. Back then, we built the Wulao Cave only for the sake of a clean ashram. Old things, don't you ask first, what price did King Yan give me?" ?"

Hearing these words, Jiang Biehe and Chang Qingyu immediately regained their spirits, and Lu Bei who was next to him secretly pricked up his ears.

Qu He regards Meng Yuan as a brother, and Meng Yuan also regards him as a relative. If they were not men, they would have bred a family of cultivators by conjoining, how much money would King Yan have to add to make Meng Yuan betray his best friend?

"What, spare your dog's life!" Qu He said bitterly.

"Ascension channel."

"what?"

"Yan Wang gave me a passage to ascend, as long as I don't help each other, longevity is close at hand."

Meng Yuan fixedly looked at the old friend, and invited: "Old man, you and I have been trapped in the world for too long, it's time to take that step."

Chapter 726 Good words are hard to persuade, damn ghost

What is the ascension channel?

There is such a thing in the world of cultivating immortals?

However, the fairy world is gone, where do you want to fly?

Lu Bei scoffed at Meng Yuan's words, based on what he saw and guessed, the old man was tricked, and the passage given by King Yan must not be a serious one.

"Master, what is the ascension channel?"

Chang Qingyu asked in a low voice, while tugging at Lu Bei's sleeve, he turned his curious eyes to Jiang Biehe, hoping that the senior would answer his questions.

"Our monks keep the truth and go to the chaos, the upper body is the heavenly heart, the lower body is in harmony with the human way, after experiencing the baptism of the catastrophe, the first to return to the immortal position..." Jiang Biehe spread out the folding fan, holding the word "benevolence and righteousness" in his hand, slowly towards Chang Qing Yu explained.

Lu Bei listened silently, and planned to ask Han Miaojun and Yan Xiaoshuang, both of whom were Mahayana monks, what they thought of Ascension to the Immortal Realm after returning home.

"The changes in the number of days are obscure and difficult to understand. We can only comprehend a drop in the ocean in our poor life. It is extremely difficult to seek the immortal position and fruit in such a small way. If you can't get the recognition of the fairy world, you can't wait for the ascension channel, and longevity is even more distant. "

Jiang Biehe bluntly said that he was ashamed. Like Meng Yuan, he was also a Mahayana monk with extremely poor understanding.

Chang Qingyu opened his mouth wide, and said dumbfounded: "Senior, ascension is extremely difficult, and even a Mahayana monk can't find it. Why has this junior never heard of it before?"

"Knowing too much is not a good thing. For example, now, I will tell you the truth. How much confidence do you have in your way?" Jiang Biehe asked rhetorically.

"..."

Then you still say!

Chang Qingyu was stunned, and quickly realized: "According to what the senior said, King Yan has a very good understanding, and his aptitude is also top-notch among Mahayana monks. He can open the ascension channel and ride a crane to live forever?"

"This crane, isn't it talking about me?"

"Junior dare not."

"Hahaha, King Yan's aptitude and savvy are indeed rare in the world. Jiang's family's luck golden dragon, he even shared [-]% of it, but I don't believe it if he can open the ascension channel. Big mistake." Jiang Biehe said firmly.

"What if?"

Chang Qingyu asked, no matter how you say it, Meng Yuan is a Mahayana monk, and King Yan must have given him convincing evidence to make him betray his friends for many years.

In other words, the Ascension Channel is very likely to exist.

"If this is really the case, I will put down my old face and go to King Yan, seeking longevity and not being ashamed."

"..."

Chang Qingyu was speechless for a while. Compared with Jiang He and Jiang Biehe, who were not familiar with Jiang family monks, her master was too reliable.

Speaking of Quhe, when Meng Yuan mentioned the Ascension Passage, he immediately dismissed it, and scolded: "The old dog is confused, if King Yan can get longevity, he will get it himself, how could he give you a great benefit to an outsider."

"Yan Wangzhi is not in Changsheng."

"Nonsense, I think you are crazy!" Qu He was so angry that he almost gritted his teeth.

As the saying goes, good words are hard to persuade, damn ghost.

This statement may not be appropriate for Mahayana monks, but it generally means the same thing.

They have firm minds, and have practiced so far, and they all have their own firm beliefs, commonly known as the truth of admitting death and stubbornness. Once they believe in something, no matter how nice it sounds, others will not listen to it.

Qu He didn't say much, he clenched his fists and said, "Follow me back, some old friends are willing to give you a chance to make up for your mistakes."

"It's easy to go back, but I don't have the old face to see them..."

Meng Yuan murmured to himself, and then shook his head: "Forget it, I had a match with you today, and we will win or lose, so as to make up for your damaged Dao heart."

"Stubborn."

Qu He snorted coldly, stepped forward and punched Meng Yuan directly at the door in front of Meng Yuan. The latter opened it with his hand, and blasted towards the middle door of Qu He with his other arm.

At the same time, Qu He's fist imprint hidden in his belly burst out suddenly.

When the two fists collided, there were hundreds of offensive and defensive exchanges in the blink of an eye.

Neither of them used their supernatural powers, they have been friends for many years, and they are familiar with each other's moves. There is no tension in this exchange of ideas, and Chang Qingyu feels drowsy after watching it.

Otherwise, Jiang Biehe, two martial arts masters sparring, even if they are just practicing and playing around, it is a rare opportunity for others to understand the Tao.

The more he watched, the more excited he became, and he kept shaking the folding fan in his hand.

Lu Bei only saw that he was full of affection. Others were feeding dog food, and the two old men were feeding shit. It was really an eyesore. Why not turn one of them into a woman.

boom! !

As the fists collided, Qu He's whole body was billowed with air waves, and his wide sleeves swelled like wind.

Under Meng Yuan's silent gaze, the sleeve robe hissed and shattered, and the tattered cloth strips were blown high with the strong wind.

"Old man, do you have to go this far?"

"Whoever abandons me must not stay!"

"No, you abandoned me." Meng Yuan looked gloomy, his whole face was as black as the bottom of a pot, he raised his arms and shattered a section of his sleeve robe.

Clothes and sleeves were cut off, and the friendship for many years no longer existed.

The two fought again, this time, the move was a killer move.

"Meng Yuan!!!"

Thunderous vibrations reverberated in the sky, and the howling sound disturbed the air, dizzying layers of ripples, and blasted away in all directions.

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

The sky and the earth suddenly sank, and the gray sky opened, and the big hand that covered the sky broke through the clouds, and slammed down on the Zannan Mountain.

The turbulent air current was stirring, and the deep and thunderous sounds alternated endlessly. It seemed that thousands of gold and iron horses were silent, and the killing momentum was formed in an instant.

Fast!Violence!destroy!

The Daoyun of Quhe never goes forward, and there is no turning back when you open your bow. The terrifying big handprints cover the mountains, and the broken and gloomy sky rolls endlessly, as if the sky has been crushed by a palm.

The mountains trembled crazily, the earth dragon was overwhelmed, and wailed and sank, and the Taoist temple shattered even more, collapsing into a pile of dust under the pressure of Dao Yun.

boom! ! !

The light of the sword burst out, and the sky bloomed in an instant. The bright light dispelled the darkness and gloom, and split the big handprint and cut the dark sky in two.

The light of the saber was menacing, its sharpness restrained without leaking the slightest bit, it charged in front of Qu He, suddenly dispersed the sea of ​​flames, and the wave of the blade slapped towards him like there was no end.

The space was overwhelmed, wailing sounded one after another, and soon, the three people hiding in the void were sucked into the ocean of saber force, and the light of the saber that seemed to annihilate all living beings burst forth densely.

Jiang Biehe closed his folding fan, deflected the rays of light from the saber with his hands, and had no intention of joining the battle between Quhe and Mengyuan.

Chang Qingyu stood obediently behind Lu Bei, with the sword light and white lotus blooming, unable to approach against the sword light.

Lu Bei glanced at the darkness of the void, and pointed out the sword. The sword lotus around his body stretched down, and the huge lotus was in full bloom. Any touch of the sword light was magnificent.

At the end of the void, two figures walked out.

One person has a white face and black clothes, the brocade clothes are gorgeous, and the appearance of Qin Tianjian.

One of them was wearing a mask with a painted face. He was tall, with a strong physique, and his pale gold eyes were indifferent and calm.

"That man is Qin Tianjian's Great Stele Curse, named Qiu Yuan, who is King Yan's right-hand man. I am not his opponent."

Jiang Biehe pointed at the ambush soldiers and said: "Although I don't know the other person, but he looks imposing and imposing, so I guess his ability is not inferior to Qiu Yuan, so I should not be an opponent either."

What use do you want?

Lu Bei complained in his heart, and noticed that the two of them looked at each other carefully, but no one looked back.

The eyes met, and the terrifying battle revealed boundless murderous intent, which made Chang Qingyu, who was hiding behind, tremble with unspeakable palpitations.

There is a fusion period in the middle of the six Mahayana periods, let alone how panicked it is.