Youth song line: Taoist Qingcheng has gone down the mountain

"Oh, it's time to meet, but not now. She should still be breaking through."

Zhao Yuzhen didn't force it, but nodded obediently.

"How about Sword Immortal Fury?"

Zhou Zhenzhen's sudden question stunned Zhao Yuzhen for a moment, but he quickly took a bite of the peach and chewed it unhurriedly.

It seemed that after some deliberation, he said: "He is very strong, but not that strong."

One more sentence was added at the end.

"You know, I never went down the mountain in my early years, I only know that there are five great sword immortals in the world including me.

Of course, you are not counted in it.

Before that, I had only seen the sword of the little fairy.

That sword of the little fairy is extremely beautiful... Ahem, I can't help but feel it.

What do you see me doing?If you have the ability, you can also find a fairy! "

Zhou really glared at him angrily: "Let's talk about the key points!"

"Oh, when Yan Zhantian went up the mountain that day, I originally thought that both sides would suffer, and my uncle even asked for the sword intent you left behind.

It was only after fighting that I found out..."

Zhao Yu is really a gentle gentleman, even in front of his senior brother, he doesn't want to say anything wrong about others.

But Zhou really understood and just nodded.

"So, you should go down the mountain and see more."

This time Zhao Yuzhen nodded in agreement: "Indeed, the mountain is very good.

Where's the brother?How about going down the mountain for several months? "

Zhou really changed a comfortable way, spit out the peach pit in his mouth, the ground outside the Patriarch Hall automatically opened, and pulled the peach pit into the soil.

Seeing Zhou Zhenzhen move, there was a breeze gathering and lingering, and after a while, a trace of tender shoots emerged from the soil.

The peaches and plums do not say anything, and the peach blossoms are all over the sky outside the Patriarch's Hall.

Zhao Yuzhen sighed again: "Senior brother's Taoism is indeed profound."

At this time, Zhou Zhenzhen talked about the experience of going down the mountain, and Dao Jianxian praised him again and again.

"I didn't expect my brother to experience such a wonderful experience.

Thinking about those teenagers, they are all amazing people, and I would like to meet them if I have the chance.

After all, it is the person that the senior brother takes a fancy to, so he must not see him.

It's just that the senior brother wants to intervene in the battle for the prince of Beili? "

Zhou really stretched his waist, and stood up: "Oh? How can you see that?"

Zhao Yuzhen hesitated for a moment, before he said: "Senior brother said that Xiao Se is actually the disciple of Langya King Xiao Ruofeng, and the former King Yong'an.

He also said that Wuxin was the son of Ye Dingzhi, the suzerain of Tianwaitian.

It must be fate that they meet.

Whether it is King Langya or Ye Dingzhi from Tianwaitian, they are all troublesome past events.

Brother Dao Dharma is far better than me.

I know brother.

Brother is very lazy in his bones.

Even though I don't know how to make you bother to arrange everything, I can feel that my brother has a big plan.

What I want to say is, no matter what, Qingcheng and I are behind you. "

Zhou Zhenzhen raised his hand to cover his forehead, looked at the sunset, the sky was full of clouds, and the clouds seemed to have crossed Phnom Penh for him.

"Ha, if it's something that I can't solve, what's the use of going to Qingcheng?"

Zhao Yuzhen sighed: "I just think that watching you being beaten up behind you is actually quite a happy thing.

In my impression, the senior brother has never been beaten for so many years.

With your actions this time, some people must think that you are in the team, and troubles will naturally come later.

To be honest, I was looking forward to that day. "

On Qingcheng Mountain, sword energy is everywhere.

"What happened?"

"Those two are fighting."

"Oh, what am I supposed to be? What should I do? If those two don't fight, it's not normal."

"The head teacher sets an example. If we practice hard day and night at such a state, we should also strive to be stronger and not disappoint the cultivation of the teacher."

Yin Changsong was very pleased to see the enthusiasm of his disciples: "That's right, I'm in Qingcheng."

"Master, Master is not good...

Patriarch, Patriarch Hall... collapsed! "

Yin Changsong stood there dumbfounded, as if petrified.

Chapter 32 White King Xiao Chong

Qingcheng Mountain is still that Qingcheng Mountain.

The mountains are high and the land is dangerous, and the white clouds are floating low.

There are white deer in the mountain stream, and the blue sky above the head.

At the foot of the mountain, a group of elite soldiers, escorting a luxury chariot, was standing in front of the gate of Qingcheng Mountain.

The chariot stopped, and a person got out of it.

"My lord, please slow down, the steps under your feet are not smooth."

Bai Wang Xiao Chong got out of the carriage with the support of his guard Zang Ming.

The wind in the mountains blows everyone's hair.

Xiao Chong raised his head, his pale eyes were covered with gray and white, without any luster.

But he is still "watching" this majestic Qingcheng, and "watching" the wind of this mountain mist.

Looking at an ordinary stone, there is a word on the stone, the word "sword".

Even though he was blind in both eyes, he only felt a sword hanging in front of his eyes at this moment, and he couldn't draw it out.

So clear, so distinct.

"My lord, what are you looking at?"

"Look at a sword."

Zang Ming didn't understand what it meant, he also saw the sword character, the character was written in a strong and powerful way, it's really not vulgar.

But this is Qingcheng, and there is a sword fairy in Qingcheng, so it is normal to erect a sword stele.

He doesn't understand, but he doesn't know how to ask.

After a long time, Xiao Chong took a deep breath, but felt his eyes sore and unbearable, so he couldn't help but close them.

"This is Qingcheng? Qingcheng is very tall, right?"

It is indeed very high, this sword intent is already too high, it seems that the master was defeated by a single sword, it seems that he is not wronged.

Zang Ming's nose was a little sore, and he nodded slightly: "Well, it's tall, it's very high, the walls are thousands of feet high, and it's difficult for apes. It's really a fairy abode."

Xiao Chong smiled more than three points, and praised: "It is indeed the abode of immortals, let's go up the mountain.

This king also really wants to meet, the peerless immortal who can be admired by the national teacher and defeated the five great supervisors with half a stroke. "

Peerless Immortal Zhou Zhenzhen and Taoist Sword Immortal Zhao Yuzhen are kneeling for punishment.

Rao has a good status, but in front of a few white-bearded old men and elders, he can only accept punishment obediently.

After all, now that the ancestors are everywhere, Zhou really feels that standing like this with Zhao Yuzhen is a bit too much.

So the two of them knelt down consciously.

Uncle Yin Changsong was holding the Qingxiao Sword, if not for the others blocking them, both of them would have been cut to pieces.

"Evil obstacle, evil obstacle!"

"Brother, calm down, they are just children!

Master will not be angry when treating children.

Furthermore, the martial arts of the two nephews are so strong that it is normal for them to be unable to hold back for a while.

If the patriarch has a spirit, he will only feel happy.

The Patriarch Hall is gone, but it can be rebuilt.

If you cut them down, our Qingcheng..."

"It makes sense, who said I'm going to kill them? It's too cheap for them."

"Ah? Then you invited Qing Xiao out."

Yin Changsong took a long breath, shook his arms, snorted twice, stepped forward and kicked one of them.

"Look what you two bastards have done!

Everyone will leave a copy of their cultivation experience later, if you don't care enough, your legs will be broken.

I don't want to see you anymore, you two hurry up! "

Zhou Zhenzhen and Zhao Yuzhen fled in embarrassment.

After the two of them left, Yin Changsong breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "How is it going? Did I perform well just now?"

"Senior Brother Gao Ming. I think these two people can calm down for a while."

Yin Changsong laughed, looked at the ruins and stroked his beard.

"These two evil obstacles are still capable of cultivation. I hope their cultivation perception can cultivate a group of new disciples.

I have long seen that the Patriarch Hall is not pleasing to the eye, it has been a long time, and it is too small.

In the early years, Qingcheng was founded with only a small thatched hut, and it has been developed step by step until now.

Now I am in Qingcheng, and two great sword immortals sit in town.

What a sight.

How can you let the ancestors live in such a small place that is aggrieved again.

Go, call on the disciples, we want to build a bigger and more magnificent hall for the patriarch. "

Suddenly remembered something again, with a nervous expression on his face.

"Have all the patriarch's spiritual positions been collected?"

"Brother, don't worry, whenever that evil obstacle is on the mountain, we put fine iron spirit bits, in case that evil obstacle has a whim, it is not so easy to damage.

Please come out after the new hall is built. "

Yin Changsong nodded comfortably: "There are a lot of patriarchs and adults, and children who are ignorant will definitely forgive them.

In fact, it is good to have this evil obstacle.

Otherwise, with just a few of us, who would dare to demolish the Patriarch Hall?

But I have to make a rule later, this evil obstacle is not allowed to get half a step closer to the Patriarch Hall.

Otherwise, our Qingcheng would be too wasteful of our patriarch. "

"Senior brother is thoughtful, so let's do it."

Zhou Zhenzhen still doesn't know that he has been blacklisted by the Patriarch Palace.

The two were drinking tea at the gazebo halfway up the mountain.