Youth song line: Taoist Qingcheng has gone down the mountain

"Master, what happened?

Why did you leave in such a hurry?

With your strength, even if the sword fairy comes in person, it seems that there is no need to back down. "

Eunuch Jinxian clutched his chest with a complicated expression.

Just now, the soft sword energy that had tortured him for several months, like a maggot on the tarsus, was finally pulled away from him.

He knew that it was the one who moved the hand.

Only the one who took action in person can undo the weird sword energy.

"Sword Immortal, heh... the Sword Immortal is here, so naturally I am not afraid of being a teacher.

But do you know who the guy who just spoke up is? "

"I don't know, is there anyone stronger than the Sword Immortal in this world?"

Eunuch Jinxian leaned back in his chair, revealing a self-deprecating smile.

"Sword Immortal? Do you know who is the only Sword Immortal in this world who has entered the Immortal Tour?"

"This...is the Sword Immortal of Qingcheng Dao? It was reported earlier that he has already entered the Immortal Tour."

Eunuch Jinxian nodded: "That's right. Then do you know that Daojianxian is the junior brother of the person who just spoke?

Moreover, Dao Sword Immortal was trained by him alone.

Do you know how the injury of being a teacher came about? "

"what?"

Ling Jun and Boyong were shocked.

Who is Dao Jianxian?

Today, among the five great sword immortals in the world, the strength of Dao Sword Immortal is almost recognized, and only Gu Jianxian can match it.

It's just that this view is outdated.

Just after Dao Jianxian entered the spirit tour, this view became outdated.

Daojianxian is well-deserved number one in the world.

As for the injuries on their master, they naturally knew about them.

Defeating the five great supervisors with half a move, this kind of thing has long been taboo in the palace.

But never expected that this person is actually the same person who trained the world's number one master, the Daoist Sword Immortal.

"Also, the one in the palace has canonized him as the only true immortal in the world.

Even if the person in the palace sees it, he still has to address him as Immortal Elder.

Therefore, as a teacher, I have to retreat, and I dare not not retreat.

Well, it does no good for you to know more about these things.

This matter is forbidden. "

"Yes, Master!"

Inside Dafanyin Temple.

Lei Wujie was dumbfounded.

"Here, let's go? Don't fight anymore?"

Xiao Se lifted his foot and kicked him off the tower.

"You bastard, senior is here, do you think you can still fight?

You are stupid, but Supervisor Zhang Xiang is not stupid. "

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

Lei Wujie, who was unprepared, made a free fall from the highest place of the pagoda, screaming in fright.

It's just that when it just landed, it was supported by a big golden hand, and it was slowly placed on the ground.

Wuxin proclaimed a Buddha's name: "Thank you for your help, senior! Please come and see me, senior."

It's just that he waited for a long time, but he only waited for Sikong Qianluo to come.

"My master said that something interesting happened and he has already left, so please stop screaming.

But Master asked me to bring you a sentence. "

"Oh? What did the senior say?"

"Master said: follow your heart, don't ask about your future."

Wuxin was stunned, and muttered to herself: "Move according to your heart, don't ask about your future. Wuxin understands the meaning of seniors.

Senior really understands Wuxin. "

"Hey Monk, are you alright?"

Lei Wujie patted the non-existent dirt on his body, and cupped his hands towards the pagoda: "Thank you, senior, for saving my life again."

Xiao Se rolled his eyes: "Tanhuo, is it possible that I will just watch you fall to death?"

"You still have the face to say? If you hadn't kicked me, how could I have fallen?"

Wuxin smiled and said: "Of course I'm fine, thank you three for coming to help Wuxin today.

It's just that the following has no intention of ending a past incident, so I won't accompany you. "

Just as Lei Wujie was about to speak, Xiao Se stopped him and shook his head at him: "Just watch, some things need to be done by himself after all.

However, I now have a proposal.

It seems that the two of us were captured by him, so should we run away now? "

A look of embarrassment flashed across Lei Wujie's innocent eyes.

"Then why don't we run while Senior is around?"

"Hmm... good question. Yeah, why didn't we just run away?"

Sikong Qianluo looked at the two of them staring at each other, feeling a little funny.

"That's because you already regard him as a friend, don't you?"

Because they are friends, they will never leave each other when they are in danger.

"A friend?" Xiao Se looked at the back of Wu Xin who was already walking towards Wang Rensun with blurred eyes.

There was a smile on his face that he didn't even notice.

Lei Wujie scratched his head: "I think what Senior Sister said is right. By the way, Senior Sister, where did senior go?"

Sikong Qianluo sighed: "I don't know either, the master just said that he has finished watching the Demon Dance, and a little monk twisting around is really nothing to see. Then he disappeared."

Lei Wujie and Xiao Se directly understood what she meant by missing.

Because they have also seen Zhou Zhenzhen disappear in front of them in a gust of breeze.

Xiao Se followed with a sigh: "Senior, you really do what you want."

Inside an inn.

Zhou Huan's real figure suddenly appeared in the room.

Minghou Yueji knew that he was coming, and she knelt on the ground immediately after he appeared.

"Marquis of Ming!"

"Yue Ji!"

"See you sir."

Zhou really waved his sleeves, and the two of them felt a gust of breeze blowing by, and they stood up involuntarily.

"Wait?"

A rare smile appeared on Minghou's face, and he shook his head: "Never, we've only been in Khotan for a few days."

Zhou Zhenzhen raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "That's good. It can be seen that you have not lost your skills these days, and your progress is not bad."

The strength of these two people has now reached the peak of freedom.

Moreover, Minghou had faint signs of a breakthrough.

Sure enough, the inner demons were cut off, and the weather was clear.

"So, take my handwriting and go to a place."

Yue Ji was a little surprised: "Where does the master want us to go?"

"Sword Heart Tomb."

Chapter 50 Can You Still Lift Your Knife

Zhou really left Dafanyin Temple, but the matter here is not over yet.

"I have thought countless times, if you come to kill me, what can I do?

I once asked Wangyou about it, and he said that everything in the world has a cause and effect.

Now that you are here, I want to understand.

All I can do is hand you the knife. "

Wang Rensun sat cross-legged on the ground, stretching his neck to kill.

Wu Xin stared at one of his faces for a long time.

This face is full of vicissitudes, mottled with time.

He said: "You are much, much older than I imagined. Only 12 years have passed, but you are like an old man who is dying.

I remember when I was five years old, I always liked to ride on your neck and pluck your beard.

Your figure is so tall, as if you can touch the blue sky above your head with your hands.

I also remember that year, when you were a hero, like my father, you were superb with the Smashing Knife.

I clamored to learn, but you just said that I was too young to hold a knife, but in the end you couldn't hold me back, so you made me a wooden knife yourself.

That was the best gift I've ever received in my life. "

After hearing this, Wang Rensun's face was full of memories, and his eyes were full of mist.

Back then, a group of people were in their prime, as if it was a very long dream.

After waking up from the dream, he was left with those companions around him who drank heavily, ate a lot of meat, sang songs about wine, pointed out current problems, and pointed out the country.

These years, he lived alone.

Wuxin sighed, but the eyes in his eyes suddenly became cold and severe.

"I often suffer from the pain of having such a good memory.

If I don't remember these, if I can forget what happened that time, maybe the old monk won't die, maybe I'm still just a naughty little monk in Hanshui Temple.

I will wander around with the old monk and watch the red dust rolling under the sky.

It will also drum at dusk and bell at dawn, maybe it will hide the wooden fish so that the old monk can't find it.

But the old monk has a very good temper, most of the time he won't get angry, he just laughs and says I'm naughty.

But I can't forget, I remember them all.

I remember that year, you betrayed my father! "

Wuxin's voice suddenly raised a bit, the gentle voice, mixed with a bit of whistling, sounded sharp and harsh.

Wang Rensun closed his eyes, with muddy tears running down his face.

He didn't make any excuses, but just waited quietly, waiting for the vengeful knife.

He had had enough.

He wanted to pay off the debt of this life.