In those years, the cultivators we cut together

next day at noon

Lin Xiaolu, who was penniless, looked at the stall selling pancakes in front of him, and was so hungry that he couldn't move.

After running around in the middle of the night, he is not far from Quanzhen at this moment, this is because he went to the wrong place halfway and took a long detour.

He is actually quite depressed. He doesn't know the teleportation method that Nascent Soul cultivators know, and he doesn't have the ability to spray light beams with his mouth. He only has the power and defense of Yamata no Orochi, and his speed has also improved There is nothing else other than the improvement, and you still have to run on two legs to get on the road. This feeling has dropped a lot.

On the busy street, a handful of elderly stall owners quickly wrapped a pancake in parchment paper and handed it to a customer. After the customer took the pancake, he glanced at the dirty Lin Xiaolu and muttered : "Where is the stinky beggar?" and left directly.

Lin Xiaolu glared at the guest, then lazily followed his knowledge, and continued to greedily look at the pancakes.

The stall owner gave him a strange look, lowered his head and silently made pancakes, and had no intention of giving him free food. After all, there are so many beggars in the world, and this young man has hands and feet, and his small business is not good for charity.

In the arena, Lin Xiaolu continued to stare helplessly for a while, then couldn't help but stepped forward and said:

"Grandpa, I'll do somersaults for you, and you can give me a pancake to eat."

The old man waved his hand impatiently, Lin Xiaolu had no choice but to leave in frustration, but as soon as he turned around, he saw a girl about seventeen or eighteen years old staring at him without blinking.

The girl was wearing a long dress, with exquisite features, a good face, and long hair coiled up high, looking very dignified.

Lin Xiaolu froze for a moment when he saw the girl, and felt that the girl's facial features looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

He glanced at the girl twice, and was about to leave directly, but the girl suddenly hesitated and said:

"You are... Daoist Xiaolu?"

Lin Xiaolu:? ? ?

When he saw that the girl really knew him, he was taken aback for a moment:

"who are you?"

In the arena, the girl saw that it was really Lin Xiaolu, and her beautiful eyes were instantly filled with surprise:

"Daoist Xiaolu, you don't know me anymore? I'm Wang Yun."

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In an elegant tea house, Lin Xiaolu was overwhelmed by the delicious food on the table, eating Haisai like a starved ghost reincarnated, the corners of his mouth were covered with rice grains, while Wang Yun on the other side of the table looked at him with a smile.

"I haven't seen you for so many years, but Daoist Xiaolu is still so edible."

"Hahahaha, just kidding." Lin Xiaolu mumbled while crazily eating rice:

"Wang Yun, you have changed so much. I didn't even recognize you. You are married."

"That's right, I'm eighteen this year, it's too late to get married here."

After finishing speaking, Wang Yun looked at Lin Xiaolu, who was still so handsome, and said with a flushed face, "Daoist Xiaolu is still so good-looking, it hasn't changed at all, but why are you so poor, Daoist Xiaolu? You used to be so rich , when you bought my bacon, you gave my father an ingot of gold directly."

"It's different today." Lin Xiaolu gnawed on the duck leg while explaining that he was going to Quanzhen, and then chatted with Wang Yun about homework.

According to Wang Yun, her husband is a wealthy businessman in the medicinal herb business, he is a good character and treats her very well, and he just got married last month.

To be honest, Wang Yun has changed quite a lot. Lin Xiaolu remembers that when she was 13 years old, when she first met her when Xiashan first met her, she was still a silly and annoying little girl. Now she looks much more mature. Behavior and other actions are very dignified, which makes people feel very comfortable.

The boy was very happy to see his childhood friend, and he chatted with Wang Yun for half an hour.

"If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to Emei to find me at any time, and it will be easy to report my name wherever you go."

In the middle of the street, Lin Xiaolu waved his hand in front of the married Wang Yun, bid her farewell and turned to leave.

And Wang Yun looked at the young man who was gradually disappearing at the end of the street, smiled slightly, then turned and left.

She didn't take the words of going to Emei to ask for help, and this was indeed the last time she saw Lin Xiaolu, but what she didn't know was that after many years, her descendants had indeed been sheltered by Lin Xiaolu , in Wugou's words, this - is a good fate.

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Quanzhen Land Boundary, Mengguo County

Situ Zhong, head of Shu Mountain, sat weakly on a chair, his right hand trembling constantly.

Ye Qingluan looked at him and said worriedly: "Master Situ, how is your injury? Can you recover?"

The white-haired Situ Zhong shook his head, his eyes full of sighs.

Behind him are two chairs, sitting respectively is the blind leader Luo Zhongze with blood-stained bandages wrapped around his eyes, and the Maoshan leader Zheng Chuan who is still in a coma.

As usual, Jiang Ning looked at the situation of the three elderly masters and felt more and more bitter.

Headmaster Zheng and Headmaster Luo were both injured, and Headmaster Liu Quanzhen fell on the spot. His soul was swallowed by the ghost mother of all spirits. Only Headmaster Situ used the Nanming Lihuo Sword to forcibly support him at the cost of his lifespan. For a while, finally waited until Datang and Emei came to support.

At this moment, the Ghost Mother of All Souls and Taoist E have already broken through the "Sword Realm" to completely control Quanzhen. Ye Zhangmen said that if people like himself die in the hands of the Mother of All Souls and their souls are absorbed by it, then it is very likely to break through. To the realm of heaven and man, at that time, no one will really be able to do anything about it.

But now she is not an opponent at all. The ghost mother of all spirits has absorbed so many souls, and her terrifying strength has completely exceeded her cognition. When she and Ye Qingluan first came to Quanzhen half a month ago, they were far away. I have seen the Mother of All Souls before, and they both decided at the same time with just one glance - I can't beat it!

The only hope now is that Kunlun will be pacified. When the head of Kunlun or Shangguan is promoted, only the two of them can fight against him, otherwise...

In the arena, Situ Zhong raised his trembling palm and said with vicissitudes in his eyes:

"Master Ye, Your Majesty Jiang Ning, I'm laughing at you, Nanming's Lihuo sword is too strong, the old man can't even hold the sword in his hand now."

Hearing that, the eyes of the two daughters were filled with grief, especially Ye Qingluan, who was even more embarrassing. Situ Zhong was her elder. When she was a monk in the alchemy realm, Situ Zhong was already a Nascent Soul, and he was a well-known The world's number one swordsman.

He is the oldest of the six masters in Shenzhou, older than Zhou Mo and Shangguan Sheng, and a strong man of the same age as Ye Qingluan's master. All the masters respect him very much. It is no exaggeration to say that, Both myself and Junior Brother Smelly grew up listening to his legends.

Legend has it that there was a mediocre swordsman in Shushan back then. He was upright and upright by nature. At his peak, he single-handedly changed the views of all sects on Shushan Sword Cultivator.

Because of his birth, Shushan's sword cultivators were not even called sword cultivators, but were called sword immortals by the world!

The self-proclaimed sword master of Dongying is far behind Situ Zhong in terms of swordsmanship.

But now, this former Shenzhou Sword Immortal can no longer even hold a sword, how can this not make people sigh.