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At this time, in the one spirit view.

As soon as the prodigal son appeared in front of everyone after a long absence, he killed the owner of Qingri Courtyard with one sword, wounded the owner of Guiyuan Villa with one sword, and then lightly abducted the owner of the dilapidated building, and disappeared into the distant night. There is really no exaggeration in it: the predecessors, only the sky is the leader; among the people in my generation, only the prodigal son stands tall in the clouds!

But why did the prodigal son reappear after disappearing in the martial arts for three or four years?

What is the reason for the prodigal son to come here this time?

Looking at the behavior of the prodigal son just now, could it be that the prodigal son has an old relationship with Yiling, and this time he came here to repay the kindness or warn you?

Even though the prodigal son left just now, he didn't know if he would come back later and wipe out all of them who were forced to go to Yiling Temple?

If the other party really came back, looking at the results of the Master Qingri and the Master Guiyuan just now, wouldn’t it be that the people who were present were like sheep and tigers? If the other party just had a thought, they would be as easy as chopping melons and vegetables, and they would be decapitated. Can't it be complete like that?

This... seems a bit miserable.

The martial arts heroes are terrified.

If the prodigal son really wants the Guhong sword, then they should go down the mountain and go home immediately, wash up and go to sleep.

But there is one more problem!Or there is a twist!

At this moment, everyone was vacillating like the half bucket of water being carried by the monk!

Master Qingri is their temporary leader. If the prodigal son is on the side of Yiling Temple, he should kill him to establish his prestige; but Guiyuan Village Master is invited by Yiling Temple. other side?Could it be that the owner of Guiyuan Village and the prodigal son have old grievances?Or maybe the prodigal son just passed by here from the sky, seeing the common people below like ants, stretched his body at will, and then walked away...?But there are still some explanations that don't make sense, that is, why did the prodigal son kidnap the landlord of the dilapidated building? Could it be that he was so happy to see the landlord's beauty, so he didn't even care about the Guhong sword promised by Yilingguan?In this way, isn't it true that all their previous scary guesses were just wild thinking and scaring themselves?

It is not impossible to think like this, otherwise it would be impossible to explain where the prodigal son went in the past three or four years?Only the higher level, the fairy realm of eating wind and drinking dew, moving mountains and filling seas, can explain it!Furthermore, if the prodigal son really cares about the Guhong sword, he is afraid that the sword will be hidden by the old Taoist priest of Yiling Temple!

In the Yiling Guan Tai Chi Square, except for Fu Qingqiu who was coughing up blood, the rest of the people were in a rare stalemate.

Just now, Taoist Lingquan's worries about the internal thieves have now completely become the worries of the martial arts heroes about the prodigal son.

The meaning of feng shui rotation is nothing like this.

What broke this brief stagnation was Fairy Feihong, who was in a hurry to chase the prodigal son, and said softly, "Get out of the way, all of you!"

What she was talking about was the disciple of Yilingguan standing in front of the gate of Yilingguan!

The disciples of the Yiling Temple were also terrified by Xiao Jianshen's appearance, and some of them still haven't recovered their senses at the moment; but even if they haven't recovered their senses, the moment they heard Fairy Feihong's words, they quickly Reflexively formed a sword array to block in front of him, and only looked through the crowd to look at the direction of his master.

Taoist Lingquan let out a long sigh.

This is a chaos that no one could have expected.

This is also the only opportunity they have for one spirit view.

But after this opportunity is seized, is the result better or worse?Lingquan Taoist priests can't be sure-but at least, even if their faction fell into the devil's religion after tonight, it would be better than being wiped out.

He can bind his hands, martyr himself to death, uphold justice and destroy the Guhong Sword, but he can't use the painstaking efforts of several generations of patriarchs who have built a century-old foundation to order more than a hundred people to be slaughtered, because in this Jianghu Ambitious and meaningless death.

His voice resounded all over the top of the cold mountain in the night.

It happened that a gust of cold wind blowing up from under the cliff swept across the top of the mountain.So everyone who heard the voice shuddered involuntarily...

Lingquan Taoist said: "Since you come up to be a guest, you will be a guest to the end; since you want a result, I will give you a result as soon as I see the spirit!"

"All the disciples under the sect obey the order!"

With a flick of the whisk in his hand, thousands of laces danced in the wind, and the distance rose several feet, like nine willow heads, attacking the top ten people one by one!

"Xia Tiankui, two stars in Tiandi, seal the mountain gate!——"

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The wind whistling past the ears as an accompaniment of different heights, and the trees turned into ghosts to demonstrate vivid and colorful shadow puppetry in sight.

When Xiao Jianshen was kidnapped at first, Fu Tinghuan was taken aback, and because he paid close attention to the results of Taiji Square, Xiao Jianshen had only walked a few steps, and hadn't crossed the two moral lines in front of the gate of Lingguan. Zhu, he said angrily: "Don't make trouble, put me down first!"

Xiao Jianshen didn't answer.The toes are a little bit on the moral column, like a bird flapping its wings and rising with the wind, and the people behind it are gone in a turn, only the little sparks are left, because there are many gatherings, so you can still see one or two in the night.

Fu Tinghuan was already impatient at this moment, raised her arm, and slapped Xiao Jianshen's shoulder blades who was holding her.

He didn't use all his strength, and he didn't want to hurt Xiao Jianshen. The original purpose in his heart was just to take the opportunity to break free when the opponent's hand lost strength, and then return to the spiritual temple to wait for the opportunity to move the wind and clouds to give rain and snow.

Xiao Jianshen didn't hide, and didn't look at Fu Tinghuan too much, he just did what he did before.

So the one with internal strength stayed a few points in front of Xiao Jianshen's shoulders, and the rest of the dissipated strength was like a small breeze, lightly fluttering on Xiao Jianshen's shoulders, and then scattered around. Run away.

Fu Tinghuan's eyes flickered in the night like Yinghuo in the sky.

When he raised his palm, he didn't think too much, such a slight force would not cause much harm to the other person; then when he raised his hand and found that the other person had no intention of dodging, Fu Tinghuan suddenly thought In the ruined temple, he snatched the "Book of Mountains and Rivers under Heaven".

That day... is actually not too long from now.

As soon as his mind flickered, his heart softened, and the strength in his hand loosened; and when he relaxed, it was when the lights of the spiritual temple disappeared in front of his eyes.

The opportunity is fleeting, and now that it has passed, it is obviously pointless to dwell on it.

Fu Tinghuan changed his mind again, thinking that anyway, the Guhong sword was in his hands, and Yang Zhengyan stayed on the square. In this way, although the dangerous buildings among the major forces in the square might not be able to get much money, they could also I don't see how it will suffer.

Right when I went up the mountain to see a lively scene.

Fu Tinghuan thought it through, and his attention naturally turned to his surroundings.

The trees seemed to be getting thinner and thinner, and the dark and grotesque shadow puppetry played by the trees naturally disappeared.

The surroundings and the sky began to become empty, and the jade plate-like moon was extremely bright in the sky. Because it was so bright, it looked like it could be picked up by hand.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the sky is close to your hand, and it is a good night and a good scenery.

Fu Tinghuan said: "We're not going down the mountain."

Xiao Jianshen said: "Not bad."

Fu Tinghuan said again: "We are going up the mountain."

Xiao Jianshen said: "Not bad."

Fu Tinghuan said again: "I heard the sound of water."

Xiao Jianshen said: "That's right, I also smell the water."

In the end, Fu Tinghuan was puzzled and said, "...so where are you taking me?"

Xiao Jianshen then said calmly: "I don't know. Find a good place to meet you."

Fu Tinghuan was speechless.

But in his heart... In fact, there was not much rejection, not only not much rejection, after he was speechless for a while, he suddenly felt that this matter was quite interesting at this time, so he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Lang Lang's laughter startled a few flying birds on the mountain.

These birds don't know the danger, they don't know what is going to happen on this cold mountain, so they kiss me and comb their feathers on the treetops.

Xiao Jianshen had already arrived at the position where the sound of water came from.

This is a hot spring belt behind a mountain depression.

Large and small hot springs are steaming in this place, the smallest is only the size of two palms of an adult and half a knuckle deep; the largest is as big as a pool about three feet long and wide.

Here is already on the top of the mountain, an ancient ten thousand year old pine is rooted in the cliff, its body and branches are all stretched out towards the bright moon in the sky, as if they are hugging each other, as if they want to embrace the moon in the sky.

The pine needles rustled down in the wind, and one of the pine cones that fell with the pine needles accidentally fell on the head of the squirrel soaking in the small pool, making the squirrel squeak and jump out of the hot pool. It always pops out, and disappears as soon as it jumps.

The cold wind and hot air blend with each other here, so this place is densely transformed into a fairy mountain and a hidden world.

Xiao Jianshen looked around and was quite satisfied with this place.

He finally stopped his forward steps, and let go of Fu Tinghuan in his hand.

Fu Tinghuan stopped talking after the conversation just now.Only now did he speak again, and sighed: "I don't know what's going on right now, how many people will die... But with your reckless messing up just now, it seems that these people can't die in one fell swoop. "

Xiao Jian, who just insisted on "I'm upset tonight, don't think there is one person who can enjoy it" and destroyed it indiscriminately, finally managed to breathe a sigh of relief, and really wanted to ask the other party if I was standing here—and I couldn't Get some of your attention!

After finishing these words, Fu Tinghuan had a playful and coquettish smile on his lips.

He said: "However, it happens to be such a beautiful night, and there are friends and peerless immortals here... You and I don't need to care about the mediocrity in the world of mortals."

His voice suddenly lowered, and the slight hoarseness was like a hook at this moment, making people's hearts uneasy.

"It's not as good as taking the essence of good fortune under the curtain of heaven and earth, participating in the scriptures of spiritual cultivation with the combination of yang and virtue, and walking the path of infinite golden light..."

Xiao Jianshen couldn't help laughing out loud, and the shadow disappeared. He jokingly asked, "What is the Sutra of the Dual-Cultivation of Spiritual Cultivation of Yangyang and Virtue? Where did it come from?"

"Naturally, it's your only classic book in the world." Fu Tinghuan said it in a calm and composed manner.

Then he took a step back and unbuttoned his robe under the moonlight.

One by one, the clothes fell to the ground.

The bright moonlight illuminates everything in front of me clearly.

Xiao Jianshen's eyes fell here.

His breathing became slow, very slow, very long, almost undetectable.

The scene in front of me is so familiar.

Just like in the chaotic dream of that night, this person showed his body by the lotus pond. The burning and unbelievable state is so similar to the lotus in the pond. I don't know which is more beautiful, the flower or the person.