At this time, the boat that the three of them were riding sailed into a side of the Shuibo Bay, and there were several Taoists standing on top of the suspended magic weapon, laughing to themselves, looking at their clothes and ornaments, they should also be disciples of the Xuanmen sect.

Mrs. Pei didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but when she spoke, her voice was loud, which attracted these people to look at it.

Wei Zihong's mind moved, although he thought that his master's divine channel was profound, and he was more clever than the disciples he sent, but he also knew that he should not speak indiscriminately at this moment, otherwise he would offend people and not know it, so he just smiled and avoided answering.

When the boat docked, Pei Luofu raised his eyes and glanced at it, and exclaimed: "I don't want four of the ten factions of my Xuanmen to come here." ”

Wei Zihong turned his head, followed his gaze, only to see that under the green and blue, the Chengjiang River seems to be a white practice, winding for thousands of miles, passing into the sky, the peaks and peaks on both sides of the bank are undulating, endless, from this hundred miles away, there are four majestic peaks, the aura on it covers the sky, the auspicious light is circling, the colorful glow is flying, showing extraordinary momentum.

There are a total of twenty-four famous peaks on the Chengyuan Gorge, and only those who have the sword fighting rune book in the name of the sect can occupy a place.

Pei Luofu saw that Wei Zihong was fascinated, thought for a while, bowed his hand to him, and said politely: "Chengyuan Gorge can be a good place to observe sword fighting, most of them have been occupied, Wei Zhangmen is the first time to come here, and there is no suitable place to stay, and it is troublesome to find it in a hurry, I Jingyuan Immortal Mansion has a palace on the mountain range fifty miles away, and many Taoist friends will also come here to gather, if Wei Zhangmen does not dislike it, you might as well go with me." ”

Wei Zihong originally wanted to go to the famous peak where the Yaoyin faction was originally based, but after thinking about it, there was still a day before the sword fight, and he went early, for fear that he would cause some trouble, so he might as well make plans after nightfall, so he said: "Then it will be bothered." ”

Pelop saw that he agreed. He was very happy and said, "Please come with me." ”

He took the smoke together and took Mrs. Pei first. Wei Zihong was also a little on both feet, turning into a wisp of smoke and flying over.

The three of them flew along the ridge, and after a while, they saw a Jingli Palace watching on the mountain beam. There is nothing to cover around, and the view is very open.

The three of them pressed down the smoke and landed on the acres of flat land in front of the hall, before they entered the view. But I saw a tall and thin monk step out of the door, this person has thick eyebrows. The eye sockets are slightly sunken, and there is a hint of evil in the eyes.

When Pei Luofu saw this person, he trembled, seemed to be a little scared, and took the initiative to step forward and said, "I've seen Senior Brother Jin." ”

Senior Brother Jin snorted and said unhappily: "Senior Brother, why are you here so late, Senior Brother Yang and Senior Sister Zhu will arrive tomorrow, and there are still a few prohibitions in the palace that have not been arranged." I need your help. ”

It seems that this person has a high status in the Yuanyang faction, although Pei Luofu is not willing. But he didn't dare to refuse, so he could only whisper: "Senior brother, please go first." The younger brother then arrived. ”

Senior Brother Jin snorted, and his gaze turned to Wei Zihong. He frowned and said, "Who is this?"

Pei Luofu said Wei Zihong's identity, Senior Brother Jin's expression did not change in the slightest, a monk who came from nowhere is not worthy of his attention, even if Wei Zihong is a faction of palms, he can't attract much attention, and after indifferently snorting, he left.

Pei Luofu sighed, he turned around, and said to Wei Zihong apologetically: "I don't want Senior Brother Jin to be here, I wanted to entertain Master Wei for a good life, but now I am going to lose company, and I will set up a banquet tomorrow to make amends." ”

Wei Zihong didn't mind, and said with a smile: "Pei Daoyou is polite, if the virtuous couple has something, they can go by themselves, don't pay attention to it." ”

Pei Luofu gave him a deep squeeze, then drove a puff of smoke into the air, and flew towards a peak to the north with his wife.

On the way to escape, Mrs. Pei posted it up, and said with a puzzled face: "Master, why are you so polite to this person?"

There was an inexplicable brilliance in Pei Luofu's eyes, and he said: "Madame, don't underestimate this person, I expect that his background is not simple, and it is always right to make friends in advance." ”

Wei Zihong thought for a moment, and did not enter the hall, just closed his eyes and meditated on the open space in front of the view.

The night passed, and when it was time for him to open his eyes, calculate the hour, and step on the smoke and fly to the sky.

After going out for hundreds of miles in one breath, I saw that the mountains on both sides of the river were full of magnificent palaces, flying towers and hanging pavilions, and releasing colorful lights under the night sky, I was also surprised, and secretly said: "I don't want so many monks to come." ”

He knew that the Yaoyin Sect also occupied one of the twenty-four peaks, but he didn't know which one it was, so he wandered around the mountains and wanted to find it.

It's just that he is flying back and forth, but it has caused many monks below to be dissatisfied.

Originally, according to the number of rituals, if someone else occupies a peak, they cannot fly over it to show respect. But those people saw that Wei Zihong was actually flying away in the smoke of Dan, and knew that he was a monk of Huadan, although he had resentment, he did not dare to criticize him, so that he flew hundreds of mountains in a row, and no one stopped him.

At this time, on the Qingdan Peak of Chengyuan Gorge, there was an old man in a golden suit with a high crown, he was the elder of the Mending Heaven Pavilion, and he was judging for this sword fight, but he noticed the movement here, and couldn't help laughing: "This son Dansha is so majestic, I don't know which old friend's disciple is it, junior brother, you go and persuade him to come down, and you also want to give people some face." ”

There was a sturdy middle-aged monk sitting beside him, who stood up with a smile when he heard this, and said, "Okay, junior brother also wants to see which handsome family this is." ”。

After Wei Zihong turned around a few times, he suddenly felt that there was a mountain peak in the northwest that seemed to have a sense with his mind, and his spirit was lifted, and he immediately flew to that place. But as soon as Fang approached, he noticed that there seemed to be a forbidden array obstacle on the peak, and before he could make a move, the big array was shocked, and he had already let go of the formation gate, so he could go inside.

He was overjoyed in his heart, turned a wisp of smoke into the belly of the mountain, and after he got to the hundreds, a beautiful girl in a green dress and light clothes flew out of it, with snow skin and black hair, and a little red lips, she bent her knees and said: "The little maid greets the master." ”

Wei Zihong stopped his figure and said strangely: "Who are you?"

The girl was a little resentful, and said very aggrievedly: "The little maid is the spirit of the formation that the master set up here in the past, hasn't the master forgotten?"

After such a reminder, Wei Zihong didn't feel a trance, as if the person in front of him was a little familiar, but he couldn't think about it, he shook his head and said, "You close the formation door, and my mentor is coming, you don't let anyone go up to the peak." ”

The girl trembled and exclaimed, "It turned out that the ancestor was coming, and the little maid dared to disobey her fate." ”

She waved her water sleeves, closed the door by herself, and came up again to hold Wei Zihong's hand, and said with a charming eye: "Master, please come with the little maid." ”

And the middle-aged monk on Qingdan Peak had not yet moved, and he had already lost Wei Zihong's trace, and he was stunned.

Yingya Lao Dao also showed surprise on his face, his eyes were fixed, and he swept towards the mountain, but he checked a few times, but he didn't find anything, he pondered for a moment, and said to a boy beside him: "You bring the rune book to me to see." ”

Tong'er hurriedly handed over the talisman in his arms.

This thing is the talisman signed by the ancestors of the original factions, the ten factions of Xuanmen, and the names of the six major demon sects are all on it, but whenever a family comes, the name of the sect will be shown on the rune.

Yingya Lao Dao took it in his hand, opened it and took a look, and saw that there were still only four golden lights flashing on it, namely the Mending Heaven Pavilion, the Lishan Sect, the Pingdu Sect and the True Guan, and couldn't help but wonder: "It's weird, isn't it?"

In the past 10,000 years in Donghuazhou, there have been many major factions that have fallen and risen, but in the past, there were more than 30 people who signed the runes one after another, and now there are only 16 factions left who can come to fight swords.

He just noticed that there was a slight change in a mountain peak, and he thought that a rare sect had arrived, but at this time, when he took the talisman book and looked at it, there was no change in the slightest, which made him a little puzzled.

He didn't know that although the talisman book could be famous, the disciples of each faction needed to come with the ancestor's letter talisman in the past, and although Wei Zihong had arrived, his talisman was in the hands of his teacher Zhang Yan, so the name of Yaoyin did not appear.

Yingya Lao Dao was about to put away the rune scroll, suddenly the rune book was shocked, and he didn't realize that he was determined again, and after a closer look, he saw the golden light shining on the sub-scroll, and the word "Guangyuan" surfaced, revealing a surprised look, and said: "It was originally this faction." ”

He shook his head and said thoughtfully: "This sword fight, I think there are a lot of surprises. ”

The middle-aged monk looked at the rune book in his hand, and also saw the name of the Guangyuan faction, thought for a while, and said: "In the past, Shen Chongzhen was also undefeated in Donghua, and this time, I don't know if his descendants can reproduce the majesty of his predecessors." ”

Yingya Lao Dao closed the talisman and sighed: "I heard that there are many heroes in the Demon Sect this time, all of them are amazing, and now the Demon Tribulation has risen, and the general trend is on the other side, it is very difficult to win this generation." ”

The middle-aged monk was very confident, and said, "Senior brother, I am too worried, and there are many talented people in my Xuanmen, but among the real people of all sects who have come here, when it comes to Taoism and supernatural powers, which one is below you and me?"

Yingya Lao Dao nodded, stroked his beard, and said: "There is some truth, I heard that Xun Huaiying Xun Zhenren from the Shaoqing faction this time is not bad, and I heard that the swordsmanship practiced by this real person is the heaviest sword killing vein in the three-vein sword legend." ”

The middle-aged monk let out a low cry and said, "Is it actually a sword killing?"

The Shaoqing faction is different from other families, every time the disciples who come to fight the sword, it is only one person, but for thousands of years, most of the disciples who come to the meeting are the Extreme Sword and the Transformation Sword lineage, and the Sword Killing Line has never been seen.

Yingya Lao Dao was about to say something more, when suddenly his hand shook, the golden light flashed, and he said secretly: "Which one has arrived?"

At this moment, the sky is bright, the stars are sparse and the sky is open, the land stays in the cold river, suddenly a little golden light emerges above the river, such as the first day, at first but a touch of red, and then between the breath, the rainbow rushes away, thousands of gold wires, spit out, wash the wind and refine the air, the flow of the air hangs, among the golden light and shadows, there are six people who come by the wind and the clouds.

At first, the two were a pair of fairy couple-like figures, the man was heroic and extraordinary, the woman was soft and gentle, beautiful and moving, the two came hand in hand, and the monks on both sides of the river bank were envious and amazed.

Yingya Lao Dao waved his sleeves and stood up, and said: "It's Yang Zhenren and Zhu Zhenren from the Yuanyang faction who have arrived, junior brother, you and bring your disciples to greet you." ”

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...... (To be continued.) )