Give the world of mixed martial arts a little bit of the shock of the Thunderbolt Monk

"Sure enough, the surrounding terrain has changed again."

After leaving Baiyun City, everyone divided into two groups. Young Master Yideng Chanqing and others took Shaman to the capital, while Yi Qixing and Ximen Chuixue returned to the Western Regions.

After entering the desert of the Western Region, Yi Qixing deliberately observed the surrounding environment. Due to various battles, the path in the desert changed again, and it was completely different from when they left for the South China Sea.

"If you were an ordinary person, you would have been lost hundreds of times."

But fortunately, they don't have to look at the map like ordinary people. Otherwise, with the ever-changing road changes, Tang Monk would probably go the wrong way when searching for scriptures.

"Holding the osmanthus stick long, I seek the endless green road; I feel free to be fragrant, and I feel that the water is surrounded by the mountains. I manage the four directions, wait for the clouds, travel around the eight deserts, and wait for the invitation to rely on each other."

Amidst the wind and sand, a man with the first antlers walked slowly towards them. Except for the pair of conspicuous antlers, the other person carried a gentle aura that was incompatible with the desolate desert.

"Muling Mountain?"

Both of them recognized the person who came, it was Mu Lingshan. I just don’t know why the other party appears halfway.

"Why are you here?"

Yi Qi took a step forward and met the mountain god who appeared in the desert.

"I'm worried that the Great Sword will not enter the Western Region for a long time. The desert road is often affected and changes many times. I am afraid that you will get lost, so I am here to guide you two."

Mu Lingshan had a smile on his face and a gentle tone. If it weren't for the barren and barren sand all around him, instead of the green forest, he would indeed look like a mountain spirit who came to guide the lost.

"Ha, thank you to the mountain god."

Yi Qixing chuckled. Although they could find the right path, since they had an acquaintance to guide them, why not do it?

"Hey, Ximen Chuixue."

Looking at his friend whom he hadn't seen for a while, Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard and approached him. He heard that Ximen Chuixue's swordsmanship had improved a lot, so he had some experience with it.

"I heard that you are going to meet the Lord of Ye City? That is the Sword Immortal. He should have a lot to talk about with you, right?"

A sword god and a sword fairy, Lu Xiaofeng dared to use his beard to guarantee that these two would definitely become close friends! Ximen Chuixue finally had more friends, and she was really worried about this little friend situation.

In fact, in the past, Lu Xiaofeng wanted Hua Manlou and Ximen Chuixue to become friends. After all, they were both his good friends. Wouldn't two good friends become a new pair of good friends when they get together?

But it's a pity that the personalities of Hua Manlou and Ximen Chuixue are so different that they can't talk to each other at all, and they can only be acquaintances.

"The South China Sea is not only far away, but also hot. I wonder if Ximen Sword God is still used to it?"

"..."

Ximen Chuixue didn't pay much attention to Lu Xiaofeng. After all, he had known the other person for so long, and he knew that even if he didn't say anything, Lu Xiaofeng could talk for a long time by himself.

However, when he heard Lu Xiaofeng ask if he was comfortable living in Nanhai, Ximen Chuixue looked towards Yi Qixing without any trace of his eyes.

When they left, they had to take care of the ordinary people in the team who couldn't turn into light, and they also had to avoid Gong Jiu's eyes and ears while maintaining speed. All of them had to walk a long way by water.

Thanks to the convenience of Baiyun City's prosperous commerce, they took a long water route and passed many ports along the way. No one thought anything of it except Yi Qixing.

After all, Da Jian Su... he is seasick. Moreover, in order to increase the speed, the boat was accelerating and had a Jingcanglang that could push the waves, so Yi Qi almost fell to the ground due to the sway.

Jiansu, the biggest victim on this journey.

"cough."

Although Lu Xiaofeng didn't notice it, Yi Qixing noticed Ximen Chuixue's gaze. Combined with Lu Xiaofeng's topic next to him, he immediately understood the meaning of the other person's eyes.

In order to maintain his aloof image and prevent this "Detective Lu Xiaoji" from noticing anything again, Yi Qixing coughed lightly and changed the subject.

"How are the mountain ghosts and the others doing?"

"...Thanks to the power of time brought by Xiaosi, at least my life was saved."

"Time City?"

As soon as he heard what Mu Lingshan said about the "power of time", Yi Qixing almost blurted out the word "time city". It seemed that he should be very familiar with this place.

"Then Xiaosi..."

The Mida Killing Curse happened suddenly. It was impossible for the Four Wisdom Warrior Boys to prepare these in advance. I am afraid they only used the part to maintain their own existence.

"Here it is."

Before Qi Xing could finish speaking, a white head emerged from behind Mu Lingshan with a slightly lively tone.

Liu Qingyuan, who had white hair and red eyes, without any headgear, a woolen cloak, strange Western clothes, long boots, a crystal cane in his hand, and wearing a Tianzhu shell, came behind Mu Lingshan with a Viet Cong probe.

"white……"

Looking at the person who suddenly appeared, with his unfamiliar appearance and familiar aura, plus the fact that the person responded to his question about the Sizhi Wutong, Yi Qixing had already guessed the identity of this person.

"Ahem, Qi Yanjiuo Tianjue."

Liu Qingyuan interrupted the other person's mouth to say a certain name and motioned to the other person to call it that name.

"Jiansu, are you alright?"

Just as Liu Qingyuan finished speaking, Sanyu Wumengsheng appeared at the door again.

"you……"

Yi Qixing followed the sound and looked over. When he saw San Yu Wu Mengsheng clearly, he was obviously stuck. He looked at the other party confidently, then turned to look at Mu Lingshan standing next to Mu Lingshan, and then looked at Sanyu Wumengsheng standing at the door again.

"I'm here, Sanyu·Wumengsheng."

The person standing at the door is holding a feather fan and is dressed like a hermit scholar. This image is actually more in line with the style of the simple sage under most of these incarnations.

Although they have exactly the same faces, they dress, talk and talk in completely different styles, just like a pair of twins with completely different personalities.

"What happened to you again?"

After guessing the relationship between the two people, Yi Qixing sighed very slightly and asked them.

"While reshaping, something unexpected happened."

Sanyu Wumengsheng explained this calmly, as if he didn't care about his split at all.

"Although you have probably left a guarantee for yourself, I still want to say that this is very dangerous for you."

"Thank you Jiansu for your concern. I have my own backup plan, but..."

There is more to this split than just two people.

Afterwards, because everyone was curious about how far Ximen Chuixue's sword skills had been practiced, and it could serve as a reference for others who were starting to learn about innate skills, everyone found an open place suitable for sword practice to try out the sword.

Then, he met Shu Twelve who also came out to practice swordsmanship.

"Shu Twelve?"

Yi Qixing was still surprised to see Shu Twelve here. After all, their action trajectories happened to be staggered. Many of Yi Qi's previous trips were made because he knew that King Ji Wu's son had been affected by the destruction of the Demon Buddha.

"Jiansu, long time see."

Shu Twelve was also a little surprised. After all, there would not normally be so many people coming to a place like this for sword practice.