Mortal bone

"puff!……"

Outside the Immortal Gourd Cave, inside the Baiju Inn, the sip of wine that the Palace Master Liu Chuxuan just poured into his mouth spouted out.

It happened to wash the face of the oriole on the opposite side.

"Palace Master, this kid has some strength, but you shouldn't be so excited, right?"

Huang Que wiped her face with her hand, and looked at Liu Chuxuan with a resentful expression.

"You, you see for yourself!"

While wiping his mouth with a handkerchief, Liu Chuxuan pointed to the bronze mirror on the table.

"It's only a few steps up, what's there to see."

Huang Que muttered softly, and moved her head to the bronze mirror in front of Liu Chuxuan.

“噫！……”

Almost as soon as his eyes came into contact with the picture in the bronze mirror, his whole body shrank back, as if he had seen some extremely terrifying scene.

"This kid, if you don't take the good, good road, why did you cut down the tree?!"

The oriole said with a face full of surprise.

"You asked me, and I want to ask you!"

Liu Chuxuan gave Huang Que a white look.

"But that's not a bad rule, is it?"

Huang Que tentatively asked Liu Chuxuan.

"It is true that there is no such thing in the rules of the Jiufu, but if Venerable Yuqing blames him, I have no choice but to invite him out."

Liu Chuxuan stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows vigorously.

"The guys from Qingxuanzong are so weirder than the other, isn't that piece of land on Mount Yunlu some kind of evil place?"

He then muttered softly.

"Palace master can't say that, if the little uncle finds out, we will be in bad luck again."

The oriole pointed to the sky.

The corner of Liu Chuxuan's mouth twitched when he heard the words, and then he looked at the bronze mirror as if nothing had happened, and said, "The little guy is lucky, Venerable Yuqing doesn't care about it."

In the bronze mirror, Xu Taiping had already cut down a plum tree and put it into the gourd.

"Palace Master, this tree is not some fairy tree, is it?"

Seeing Xu Taiping put away the felled plum tree so preciously, Huang Que couldn't help saying suspiciously.

"If it is immortal wood, can it still be kept until now?"

While staring at the bronze mirror, Liu Chuxuan replied to Huang Que angrily.

"This is also..."

Huang Que nodded, but before he could utter the word "yes", the expression on his face changed again, followed him stammeringly pointing at the bronze mirror and saying:

"This, this, is this kid, is he still going to cut it?!"

Palace Master Liu Chuxuan also saw this scene, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching twice.

"Why do I feel that this kid came to Immortal Gourd Cave, not for the spiritual spring of Yuhu Peak, but for these plum trees?"

The oriole muttered to itself with a face full of surprise.

Also having this idea was Zhao Linglong who lived in the secluded residence of Qingxuanzong.

"Senior brother, little brother, he doesn't intend to cut down all the plum trees on the road, does he?"

Zhao Linglong looked at Qing Xiao with some anxiety.

"Little Junior Brother, he shouldn't be able to do such a thing, right?"

Qing Xiao smiled wryly and shook his head.

But when he said this, his tone was obviously not that sure.

"I think even if Taiping wants to cut it, it will not be so easy to cut it after going up a few steps, and it will be even more difficult to go up."

Xu Ziyan smiled.

As one of the outstanding disciples of Qingxuanzong's younger generation, she had also been to the Immortal Gourd Cave, so she knew very well that after reaching more than a dozen steps, the sword energy flying down from the mountain would become stronger and stronger. It is very difficult to walk a few steps further up, let alone cut down the plum tree beside it.

"That's right, even if you want to cut it, it's not that easy."

Qing Xiao nodded in approval.

When the three of them were discussing very enthusiastically, Lin Buyu just lay on the table and watched quietly, without any intention of joining them.

"boom!"

At this moment, the picture in the bronze mirror suddenly trembled.

I saw Xu Taiping swung his saber to cut down the third plum tree, a fierce sword slammed the saber that Xu Taiping had slashed into the air, and he was almost about to let go.

"It seems that the Taiping tree may not be cut down."

Seeing this scene, Xu Ziyan smiled and shook her head.

"not necessarily."

Lin Buyu, who was lying on the stone table with both hands, put his hands on his cheeks and smiled, still staring at the bronze mirror while speaking.

……

at the same time.

Inside the Baiju Inn.

"This boy, should he carry the tripod up the mountain honestly now?"

After seeing Xu Taiping's saber being bounced away by the sword energy, Huang Que let out a sigh of relief.

"You and I still underestimate him."

Palace Master Liu Chuxuan shook his head solemnly.

Hearing this, the oriole's expression froze.

He rarely saw the Palace Master so serious.

Immediately, Huang Que also turned his gaze to the bronze mirror, staring at Xu Taiping in the bronze mirror without blinking.

Soon he saw that after Xu Taiping walked up the No.11 step, he walked towards the plum tree on one side with a knife as before.

"boom!"

But this time, before he got close, a blast of sword energy had already slapped towards him.

"噗!" The moment Chun Hudao drew his sword out of its sheath, the sword energy directly chopped off the wind transformed by the sword energy.

But what was different from before was that the sword qi and gale were split apart, it didn't just disappear, but split into two, and once again bombarded towards Xu Taiping.

This time Xu Taiping held a stone cauldron in his other hand because he hadn't stopped the saber, because he could only resist the two sword qi winds with his body.

"Bang!" Amidst the loud shock, Xu Taiping's Xuanbing armor was directly smashed by the two sword qi blasts, and his body was also taken a step back by the impact.

If it wasn't for his physical body being strong enough, he might have been injured.

What's more, after the two streams of sword energy dissipated, several streams of sword energy roared down from the mountain immediately, hitting Xu Taiping again.

Although the destructive power of this gang wind is not great, but after being entangled by him, Xu Taiping has no way to cut down trees at all.

"Shua!" After another slash of those sword qi blasts, Xu Taiping was about to resist the impact of the sword qi blast with his body, and then went to cut down the tree.

"Zheng!"

But at this moment, the Rusty Lion Sword that had been hanging by his waist suddenly flew out of its sheath automatically, blocking Xu Taiping's face.