In those years, the cultivators we cut together

Hearing Lin Xiaolu's shout, Gu Jian and the people on Ruyi were taken aback for a moment, then Ye Qingluan and Situ Zhong looked at Lin Xiaolu and Tan Songlei at the same time.

"Xiaolu, do you know that boy from Shushan?" Ye Qingluan asked in surprise.

"I know you." Lin Xiaolu nodded and said, "I met him when I came down the mountain, and I hit him off right away, and I invited him to visit a kiln, which made him have a good time, so he wanted to abandon Shu and join me , but I do not agree."

Ye Qingluan:? ? ?

"Brother Lu, what is a kiln?"

"Brother Lu, how fun is he playing?"

A group of teenagers and girls from Emei questioned curiously, and facing everyone's doubts, Lin Xiaolu laughed and introduced to everyone: "Yaozi is a fun place for thieves. I will take you to see it later, and I treat you."

On the other side, Situ Zhong of Daogu Xianfeng also looked at his most outstanding disciple suspiciously.

"Song Lei, is he the chivalrous young man you mentioned?"

"Yes, Master." Tan Songlei said with a happy smile: "Brother Lin is very kind, he is righteous, he is a rare good boy."

Situ Zhong laughed loudly when he heard the words, nodded in approval and said, "You are indeed the pride of Emei, let's go, I will take you to visit Emei as a teacher."

After finishing speaking, Situ Zhong flicked his sleeve robe, directly took him and asparagus bamboo, and flew across the sea of ​​clouds to Yu Ruyi.

When Ye Qingluan saw him flying over, he also greeted his disciples respectfully: "Meet the master of Shushan soon."

The boys and girls immediately greeted them in unison, and Situ Zhong smiled kindly, greeted the boys without airs, and then chatted with Ye Qingluan about some old things.

And Tan Songlei came to Lin Xiaolu with his junior sister Wen Zhu, and said with a joyful smile: "Brother Lin, I didn't expect you to come."

"Hey, how can I not participate in such a big event." Lin Xiaolu laughed and introduced her sister, Dongfangdan, Tangyuan and others to them.

Tan Songlei also greeted them with Wen Zhu, they were all young people, and soon became acquainted.

But when Lin Xiaolu introduced Chen Nianyun to Tan Songlei, Tan Songlei and Wenzhu were both taken aback.

"You are Xiaolu's adopted son?" Wenzhu looked at Chen Nianyun curiously.

Chen Nianyun:? ? ?

Lin Xiaolu was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized that he had told Shu Shan and his brothers and sisters about being a fool, and at that time boasted that the fool was his adopted son.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, he coughed immediately, and just about to say something to explain, Tan Songlei had already looked at Chen Nianyun, and said proudly:

"Brother Lin praised you a lot, saying that I am not as good as you in sword cultivation."

Chen Nianyun, who was still in a daze, looked at Lin Xiaolu happily when he heard the praise.

I didn't expect this guy to be indifferent, but he said good things about me in front of outsiders, and he praised me a lot, what a good brother!

He also raised his head proudly, looked at Tan Songlei and said, "That's right, among the sword cultivators of my generation, I, Chen Nianyun, am No.1! How about it?"

As soon as these words came out, the boys and girls in Emei applauded Chen Nianyun one after another, and even Tan Songlei and Wenzhu were taken aback by his aura.

Wenzhu looked at Chen Nianyun, and then surprised Tan Songlei: "Senior brother, it seems that this Chen Nianyun is really not simple, with such strong self-confidence and sword intent, he really deserves to be Xiaolu's adopted son."

Chen Nianyun:? ? ?

What son?

His face changed, and he was about to step forward to ask what was going on, but Tan Songlei looked at him and muttered to Asparagus:

Sure enough, there are some things, I really envy Brother Lin, who can receive such a strong adopted son, look at his sword intent, if there is substance, the whole person seems to be a sharp sword, if I can also have such a powerful adopted son Enough. "

The words of the two made everyone in Emei dumbfounded, and Chen Nianyun couldn't listen to it at all, and was eager to ask what happened, but Tan Songlei was ahead of him again, looked at him and said:

"Brother Chen, although you are very powerful, my Shushan disciple also has his own pride. I look forward to a hearty battle with you in Huangtian Mirage."

After that, he continued to look for Xiao Lu, as if he wanted to have a drink with him.

"Hey, hey, don't go away, you." Chen Nianyun grabbed Tan Songlei, and asked with a strange expression: "What did you say just now that the righteous son is not the righteous son, are you talking about me?"

"Who else is there besides you?" Wenzhu arched her nose at him in a pretty way.

Chen Nianyun almost died of anger when he heard this, and stared at him and said, "Since when did I become Xiaolu's adopted son? I'm two years older than him!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head violently and roared, "Lin Xiaolu!"

In the arena, the boys and girls stood bustlingly, where there was no shadow of Lin Xiaolu, he would have fled long ago.

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Both Yu Ruyi and Gu Jian are very fast. Situ Zhong, the head of Shushan Mountain, raised his hand and used his own aura to form a spiritual bridge, allowing the disciples on both sides to communicate freely.

For a while, the disciples of Emei ran to the ancient sword to play curiously, and the disciples of Shushan also came to Yuruyi to look around, and the two sides got along very harmoniously.

At this moment, Situ Zhong looked at the young people on both sides talking to each other, and said with a gratified smile:

"My Shenzhou monks should be united like this, and the world will be in harmony."

Ye Qingluan heard the words and respectfully said: "Raise your hand and use spiritual energy to transform the bridge, and the spiritual bridge will not move at all in the face of the strong wind in the sky, senior is very capable."

"Hahahaha, Sect Master Ye has praised you." Situ Zhong responded with a modest smile, but suddenly his eyes flashed, and he turned his head to look behind:

"The old boys are here."

Ye Qingluan was taken aback for a moment, and then felt vigorous spiritual power.

Behind Yu Ruyi and Gu Jian, two huge figures could be seen walking out of the clouds at the same time.

One is a huge piece of black-yellow talisman paper with complex and huge red talismans carved on it, and the whole talisman paper is full of monks.

The other is directly a long and narrow whisk, the whiskers on the whisk are flying like dragons, and monks are also sitting on the pole.

"Master Situ! Master Ye, please stay safe!"

On the huge talisman paper, a middle-aged monk with empty sleeves and no arms laughed loudly.

"It's been a long time since Master Zheng!" Facing this middle-aged monk, even the oldest Situ Zhong bowed his hands respectfully.

Ye Qingluan, the youngest among the six masters, said with extraordinary respect: "Emei Ye Qingluan, I have met Master Zheng."

Not far away, Lin Xiaolu, who was stabbed more than a dozen times by Chen Nianyun without any injuries, looked at the middle-aged monk on the talisman in a daze, not knowing who this head Zheng was.

Fortunately, the handsome duck in Xiao Yuer's arms introduced him in a low voice:

"Boss, this person is the head of Maoshan, Zheng Chuan. He is known as the most affectionate head of the Nascent Soul among the monks in Shenzhou. Because of a promise, he broke into the restricted area of ​​the Northwest Pole alone to rescue the son of the deceased, and the last one fought against the three-headed Nascent Soul Realm. The monster, killed two of them alive, and left his own hands."

Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu couldn't help admiring: "I'm also an immortal cultivator, I really like such a hero, man!"

While speaking, an old woman with silver hair in Taoist robes also stepped out of another huge dust whisk.

The old woman greeted Ye Qingluan and Situ Zhong tenderly, and Lin Xiaolu also watched curiously.

I saw a unique hairpin tied to her silver thread. Although her face was old, her temperament was dusty, and her every move was full of elegance.

Looking at this old woman, inexplicably reminds me of the saying that years never worship beauties.

"Who is this old lady?" Lin Xiaolu curiously asked Shuai Shuai Ya.