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Sang Yuan, who secretly jumped into the Qinglong Pool, didn't know that he had been seen by the head of the sect, let alone that the head of the sect mistakenly thought that he committed suicide and called Qi Ning'an urgently.

Qi Ningan's speed was extremely fast, he did not ride a crane, but descended from the sky wrapped in sword intent.The momentum of the sword is like a rainbow, the silver hair moves with the wind, and the temperament becomes more and more fierce, like a cold-hearted exile from the nine heavens.

"Qi..." Master Zhao subconsciously shouted, and when he opened his mouth, his mouth was filled with the wind brought by the sword intent.

Seeing him go straight down like a sharp sword, Master Zhao swallowed his breath and shouted: "Be careful with the defensive formation!"

Qi Ning'an didn't stop, but stretched out his right hand. Master Zhao didn't see his movement clearly, he only saw an extremely pure sword intent like frost in winter, which turned into thousands of ice swords and slashed towards Qinglengchi at the moment the defensive formation popped up. pool noodles.

The majestic and fierce sword intent caused the surface of the pool to roll, and Qi Ningan landed in midair, his clothes fluttering as if he was riding the wind to go home.

"Sword...Sword Intent..." Some disciples with fast feet just happened to see this scene when they reached the edge of the other side of Qinglong Pool, and they were stunned by the demeanor of the Sword Lord.

This is the full blow of the sword intent of a monk in the Mahayana period, with a destructive aura.Even though they were far away, many disciples were still so shocked that their ears and noses bleed on the spot. Master Zhao hurriedly put up protective shields for them to feel better.

With a sound of "Bo", Qinglongchi's defensive formation finally couldn't hold back thousands of sword qi, and turned into little stars and shattered.

The defensive formation left by the patriarch was actually broken by the Sword Lord's sword intent.Standing with other disciples, Yu Feichen clearly realized that Qi Ning'an was stronger than he imagined.

Head Zhao came to his senses and said to him, "Hurry up and save people!"

Qi Ning'an withdrew his sword intent and was about to go down.

At this moment, two carp jumped out of the water, the bulge on their heads seemed to be dripping with blood.The surface of the water continued to ripple, and a head emerged from it.

It's Sangwon!

The defensive formation set up by the Patriarch prevents the second person from entering the Qinglong Pool, and also prevents him from knowing what's going on outside.

Head Zhao rushed over with a "swipe", almost crying: "You are still alive!"

What is this nonsense?Shouldn't he be alive?

He had a good impression of the head, and his tone was a little confused: "Sect leader, what are you doing here?"

"I saw you fall into the Qinglong Pond earlier, and I was afraid that you would have something wrong." Master Zhao noticed that his disciples were approaching here, so he changed his words, "I can't break the defensive circle set up by the patriarch. Take the shot, and this breaks the magic circle."

Sword Lord?Only then did Sang Yuan realize that Qi Ning'an was still floating in the air.Don't blame him, anyone who gets out of the water habitually looks at the shore, who still looks at the sky boringly?

"Ah?" Sang Yuan was even more confused, never expecting so many things to happen during the time he was in the water.

In fact, he has a basalt shell, so he can't drown.

But he couldn't tell the boss.

Lifting his head and touching Qi Ning'an's cold eyes, for some reason, he shrank back into the water, like a child who has done something wrong was discovered.

After all, the Sword Lord is acting for his safety, it's not that he doesn't know what to do.

Sang Yuan pursed her lips, raised her head and said, "Thank you."

It's just that Qi Ning'an was a little far away from him, so I don't know if he heard him.

Master Zhao heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that he was really fine, and immediately said: "Come up quickly."

"Yeah." Sang Yuan slowly swam from the pool to the side, and when he got to the side, head Zhao suddenly gave Qi Ning'an a look, and the latter finally landed in mid-air, his eyes drooping and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"What are you still doing in a daze!" Master Zhao said in a low voice, pulling him forward, and Qi Ning'an was standing by the pool.

The disciples huddled in the protective cover stretched their necks to look this way, but unfortunately the master didn't know if he forgot to open the protective cover, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't see clearly.

A slender and powerful hand stretched out, with well-defined fingers.What Sang Yuan saw earlier was the head of the pool standing by the pool, he was a little out of breath, so he climbed up without looking carefully.

Master Zhao snickered as he watched from the back, sighing secretly that he was smart.Thinking of the confession of the master of Tianji Sect, he quietly slipped away from behind.

There was a cool rubbing sensation in the palm of his hand, and the back of his hand was bulging with blue veins from pulling him, and when his eyes followed the trend, he saw a section of wrist protruding from the sleeve robe and the plain white cuff that was wet with water.

It seems a little familiar.

Unbelievable guesses emerged from the depths of his mind, and when Sang Yuan raised his head, he met Qi Ning'an's eyes.

How could it be him?No wonder he felt a few places on the palm of his hand that were a bit hard to touch. Thinking about it, it should be the thin callus from holding the sword all the year round.

Sang Yuan's narrow and long peach eyes widened slightly, the shock and excitement made his feet slip, and he fell directly into the pool behind him.

For a moment, he was afraid of pulling Qi Ning'an down.

Facts proved that he was a little overwhelmed, Qi Ning'an didn't move at all, but after seeing his movements, he pulled back and directly pulled his wrist up.

The coercion of the Mahayana period that has not yet been fully restrained made him a little weak, because no one in the water showed half of his body and absorbed people's aura indiscriminately, which made him dizzy.

Sang Yuan's heart was beating fast, and she almost gasped and said, "Thank you."

Before Qi Ning'an could let go of his wrist, when he lowered his head, he had a panoramic view of his current situation.

Perhaps it was because of swimming in the water. His originally bundled black hair was completely untied, and the emerald green hairband was nowhere to be found.A few strands of wet black hair dripped down against his cheeks, making his face look more and more white and jade-like.The corners of the slightly raised eyes were still dripping with water, and the corners of the eyes seemed to be filled with fresh tears.

The moon-white wide-sleeved robe had long since lost its elegance, but was stuck to his body, making his waist look thinner and thinner, as if it could be easily broken.

Qi Ning'an's eyes fixed on his lips.

He didn't know that when Sang Yuan was underwater, the branches had absorbed a lot of the aura of Qinglongchi, and he could only see that his lips were crimson and gorgeous, which was more eye-catching than the red plums in the white snow of Yaoguang Peak.

"Thank you." Sang Yuan raised his head and said, the swelled aura made him a little indigestion, and the drops of water in the corners of his eyes seemed to be forced tears.

At this time, Sang Yuan was a little less clear than usual, and a little more charming like a fairy or a demon.

With four eyes facing each other, Sang Yuan was swollen by the aura so that his eyes became more and more hazy.

Qi Ning'an's eyebrows twitched, and he forced himself not to open his eyes.After thinking of something, he gave him another spiritual energy, and then let go.

Sang Yuan's feeling of being wet disappeared all of a sudden, and he sat down on the ground because of the lack of support in his hands.

The pain from the tender meat brought a little clarity to his dizzy head, and when he realized it, he realized that Qi Ning'an had disappeared in place.

He seemed to be walking in a hurry.

The other disciples were chased away by the head of the sect and steward Xian long ago, so only the two of them were left behind.

Oh, no, now only Sang Yuan is blowing by the pool.

After blowing for an unknown amount of time, the swollen spiritual energy was finally digested in his body, and he still recalled everything just now belatedly.

Well, Sword Lord's hand is very strong.

He stood up abruptly and patted his head again.

Damn, he forgot the most important thing!He hasn't told Qi Ning'an that Qinglongchi is where you can make a wish now!

He just got out of the water and put the basalt shell on the bottom of the pool, and used his wish power to transform into a basalt turtle body that only he knew was true or not.The star worship of Xuanwu Lord, borrowing the power of "green dragon" from Qinglongchi, can have the power of wishing.

Of course, the real power of wishing is still his wishing tree.

Sang Yuan was extremely annoyed, especially sighed at not taking the opportunity to reveal just now.

He not only had to tell Qi Ning'an that he could make a wish here, but also made him believe it.

He sat on the side of Qinglong Pond for a long time, and it was not until dusk that he called the crane to carry him back.

Too tired, let's go back and have a rest.

......

Shaking Light Peak, Head Zhao was walking back and forth in front of the palace gate, his eyes lit up when he saw a figure coming out of the forest covered with snow.

"Qi Ning'an!" Head Zhao hurried over, called him and then stared at his back.

Hey, where is Sang Yuan behind him?

Master Zhao realized something, and asked in surprise, "Why didn't Sang Yuan come back with you?"

Qi Ningan replied: "No."

Head Zhao hated iron but steel: "Didn't you ask him to come back?"

"Begging?" Qi Ningan frowned, "I won't beg anyone."

If it wasn't for the permission, head Zhao would have grabbed his shoulders and shook him back and forth, trying to shake his mind.

Head Zhao had no choice but to say angrily, "I didn't expect you to be such an irresponsible man."

irresponsible?Qi Ning'an never thought that he would be charged with such a crime.

"You still don't admit it?" Head Zhao yelled at him, "You are both dual cultivators, yet you drove him out of Yaoguang Peak and forced him to jump into the Azure Dragon Pool!"

Qi Ning'an felt a little wronged, but the head didn't give him a chance to explain at all: "I don't care, you have to bring him back!"

"No." He said flatly, "We don't have dual cultivation."

"No dual cultivation?" Master Zhao calmed down, "You say you don't have dual cultivation? Is the messy appearance of the bed fake?"

Qi Ning'an didn't want to continue explaining, and was about to leave.

The head of Zhao was immediately pissed off, and his tone was sarcasm: "Hmph, you are really useless."

He has long been used to the head's yin and yang, so he doesn't feel much pain when he laughs at him.

"I went to the Tianji Gate again this time." The head of Zhao's tone calmed down, "The head of the gate said that in a hundred years, the demon gate will emerge from a dangerous place, and then the entire Canglan Realm will be devastated. How can there be safe eggs under the nest? You are the Sword Lord of the Canglan Realm, and before that, you must repair the divine sword Kanwu to lead the Xuantianmen to survive the catastrophe."

Qi Ning'an stopped in his tracks, he looked at the stern expression on the head's face, and knew what he said was true.

But he also knows that he is living in a book, and he is not the protagonist.

The rebellion of Yaomen in a hundred years will happen, but at that time, it will not be him, but Yu Feichen, who will save the entire Canglan Realm.

And he is just a stepping stone for Yu Feichen to ascend in the future.Yu Feichen doesn't like him, so he won't be favored by the blue sky, and can only be reduced to someone who misses Feichen.

The natal sword is broken, but it is just the beginning.

He is not satisfied.

Seeing that he was silent, head Zhao didn't know the coldness and turbulence in his heart. He just thought he knew the righteousness and listened in: "The head of the Tianji Sect did not hesitate to spend energy to open the horoscope for the future of the Canglan Realm. I follow the horoscope I found Sang Yuan according to your instructions, and then found that he has the breath of the spirit of mountains and rivers, maybe this is an opportunity for you to continue your immortal journey."

But what head Zhao didn't say was that this time he went to Tianjimen but was rejected by the sect master. The reason given to him was that the son of luck from the blue world had already left, and Qi Ning'an had been rejected by the blue sky.

Qi Ning'an started at the age of eight, stepped into the Dao of Kendo at the age of ten, and stepped into Yuanying regardless of the cold and heat for fifty years, and then obtained the divine sword Kanwu. During the chaos of the door, he killed the demon king with one sword and became a well-deserved sword king.

How could such an arrogant person become a person rejected by heaven?

Head Zhao didn't understand, he was afraid that speaking out would affect his Dao heart.

The two looked at each other silently for a while.

"I will protect the Xuantian Gate." Qi Ning'an's voice seemed to merge with the surrounding ice and snow, "I will ask Sang Yuan to come back later."

The latter should be regarded as appeasing the head.

No one understands better than himself that although Sanxiu, who was forced to marry in the book, is a different person, he never believes that he will have a chance to go to heaven.

There is no need for a Taoist companion.