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The mountain stream is silent, and even breathing can be heard. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The disciples of the little immortals are unruly, even the burial fairy sword dares to be disobedient, outspoken, many Hailing Prefecture martial arts celebrities are in their throats, the power of the Yuan Shen is irreversible, although the Fu Xian Sword is not the Yuan Shen, but it is better than the ordinary Yuan Shen.

This generation of Seven Killing Sword Kings also frowned, he finally knew why some of the same Dao Yuan Gods on the rivers and lakes felt a headache when they mentioned that little immortal, such an unruly temperament is really difficult to reconcile in the world, and many times it will seem extremely unsociable, and usually if it is not social, it will be excluded, lose a lot of opportunities, and usher in more malice.

Ning Shen didn't get angry, even the cold color in his eyes disappeared, only an endless dead silence remained, and when he spoke again, it shook all directions.

"In this case, don't go, Ning is waiting for the little immortal outside the Sword Sect. ”

Hiss!

This time, the entire mountain stream martial arts field, I don't know how many people couldn't help but gasp, this is a young saint ban on the mixed yuan list, officially invited to fight in Hailing Prefecture, although there were voices on the rivers and lakes before, but after all, no one has really set foot in the territory of Hailing Prefecture, but now it is different, whether the little fairy wants to or not, I am afraid that he will have to go out of the mountain.

His disciple was detained, although such a method was not very bright, but the girl's unruliness did offend the majesty of the Holy Forbidden, such as this Burial Immortal Sword did this, but it was inconvenient for everyone to say anything.

The Sect Master of the Seven Killing Sword Sect sighed in his heart, and it was only at this time that he understood that the little immortal sent this female disciple who was only eleven or two years old, not because he was contemptuous, but because he valued it enough, a descendant disciple who inherited the foundation of the Qingyang Palace's inheritance, and even had such skills at such an age, even as a viewer of the Zhenguo Great Sect, he had enough qualifications.

But now it is difficult to turn back, the Burial Immortal Sword opened his mouth, as the sect master of the Seven Killing Sword Sect today, it is not easy to interfere, this is the battle between the Holy Forbidden, and they are all the existence of grasping the trend of the world in the future, as a party of the rivers and lakes, even if it is a top sect, the future is full of infinite variables, especially in this troubled world, if you are not careful, you will never recover.

Bu Nian shook his head, and he didn't want to say anything more to this Burial Immortal Sword, Master said, most of such characters have brain diseases, and some families have been hidden for a long time, and there will always be some heirs with strange personalities, many mavericks, but after all, what they are looking for is not pure power, but also this red dust name.

The red dust is full of dust, and it is not only the vitality of Shouyuan that is killed, but also the fickle hearts of the people.

On this day, the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month.

Heavy snow covered the entire Hailing Prefecture, and the Burial Immortal Sword walked out of the Seven Killing Hills and stood in a white wilderness.

Bu Nian was not imprisoned, she just stood outside the Seven Killing Hill, and she had no intention of leaving, in front of this Burial Immortal Sword, she had no possibility of escaping.

Of course, the girl did not take such detention as a thing, in her opinion, her teacher should be the same generation of enemies, overwhelm the world, there is no resistance, this Jianghu is only half a year apart, to forget people, all kinds of martial arts people, high eyesight, low eyesight, many rumors, many people can not distinguish the true from the false, become a puppet of blind obedience.

The twenty-eighth day of the lunar month.

But one morning, the female disciple of the little fairy, who was only eleven or twelve years old, became famous throughout Hailing Prefecture.

At an age when many sects and families are still pregnant and nourishing their muscles and bones, and have not even practiced the foundation building skills, a young girl has already had the power of a horse, and even the descendants of the sword mound have been strongly suppressed.

Some of the young disciples of the Seven Kills Sword Sect who have not built a foundation ask the girl for advice, for these Kendo disciples who are a little wooden, the girl is not refused, and the quirky temperament is faintly revealed, which makes many disciples of the Seven Killings Sword Sect sigh in their hearts, the name of the little fairy is worthy of the name, this "Little Light Sutra" just listened to the girl explain a little truth, and felt that it was broad and profound, and at the same time, he also knew that the girl's previous punch to suppress that Ning Xian was really the little light fist recorded in the "Little Light Sutra".

Today's "Little Light Sutra" has only nine layers, the tenth layer has not yet been born, and the Little Light Fist also has nine fists, which are dark night, dawn, dew, dawn, early glow, rising sun, universal, pure world, and the world.

There is darkness before dawn, the moon sets in the west, and the morning sun will rise, which is the darkness before dawn.

It's just that the first punch of this little light fist made some sword nerds fall into contemplation, and they tried every possible way to crack it with the Seven Evil Swords of their own sect, but in the end they found that they couldn't find a flaw at all.

For this kind, many elders of the Seven Killing Sword Sect looked at it, and a smile appeared on the corner of their mouths, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and it is naturally the best to be able to make friends with the disciple of this little immortal, let alone such an outstanding disciple, looking at this girl with a knife behind her back, I think it is to inherit the mantle of the little immortal, although it is rumored that although she also accepted the second son of the elder of Shushan Yifeng as an apprentice, it is only a registered disciple for the time being, and the registered disciple has an innate sword spirit, but it is difficult to truly inherit its mantle.

From this point of view, the status of this female disciple is second to none in the Qingyang Palace, and her future achievements are limitless.

As for Ning Xian, the descendant of the sword mound, his face has always been very ugly, but he also understands that even if he tries again, there will be no better results.

On the morning of the 28th day of the lunar month, it was undoubtedly a major earthquake in Hailing Prefecture before the Chinese New Year, which completely ignited the tense atmosphere of the previous year.

The ninth on the mixed yuan list, the young saint forbidden from the sword mound, the burial immortal Jian Ning God, detained the little immortal disciples who went to the Seven Kills Sword Sect to observe the New Year Sacrifice Dabi, and waited in front of the Seven Killing Hills, wanting to force the little immortals to leave the island and come to fight.

After nearly half a year, the little fairy who had been silent for a long time came to everyone's eyes again.

"The foundation of the Qingyang Palace faction, maybe the little fairy has been quietly deducing the "Little Light Sutra" for half a year. ”

"If you improve the tenth layer in this way, wouldn't there be one more top-level foundation building skill in this world. ”

"At the beginning of the Qingyang Palace, the little immortal was painstaking and lonely, and it was understandable, but it was a pity that he was one step slower, the young Saint Forbidden had already preached, achieved the position of the primordial god, and even survived the triple thunder tribulation in a row, and stepped into the reincarnation realm in one step. ”

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For a time, rumors spread in all directions, and some people in the rivers and lakes went to the ancient town of Taixian County again, the duel of the young saint ban can be called a major event in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, no one wants to miss it, and some people want to see with their own eyes, until now, whether the little fairy still chooses to live in hiding.

The ancient town of Qintong, in the afternoon.

Heavy snow covered the entire ancient town, but also frozen the entire Magpie Lake, there are the protectors of the Dharma who are out to purchase New Year's goods and walk on the ice, his face is very ugly, he also got the news, the burial fairy sword is so bold, actually detained the little girl, if it is said that in the Qingyang Palace today, who is the most popular, is undoubtedly not to miss this little girl who everyone looks at the age of one year, eccentric, pure and stubborn in the bottom of her heart, as soon as she heard that she was detained, the Dharma Protector Daoist outside almost couldn't help but rush to the outside of Hailing City, after all, he still held back, the other party's intentions were obvious, rashly going, not to mention his own humiliation, it would make others look down on him Qingyang Palace。

The island in the middle of the lake is as warm as spring.

Even if the sky is full of snowflakes outside the island, there is no snow on the island, and even the withered grass is spring, giving birth to green shoots, and everything begins to recover, and there is an invisible power that is turning the four seasons upside down.

Qingyang Palace.

Xuan Xi looked disgusted, dropped the last chess piece, grabbed the teapot, and had no intention of continuing with Su Qi.

The corners of Su Qinian's mouth twitched slightly, there are too many things in this world, at least on this chess road, he is rough and fur, for old chess baskets like the old man and the old man Chu, it is really drizzle, and the two of them generally reluctantly accompany him to the next game, and after dealing with things, they don't care about him anymore.

"Palace Master!"

At this time, the Dharma Protector walked inside, and the old man felt something, his face changed slightly, and he said, "What's the matter?" ”

The thought smoothed out the old man's overflowing qi, and now, Su Qiannian has already understood that where the old man was leaving the soul and melting the sky, where can the general soul melting tribulation be able to trap him, that is clearly the beginning of the original god, in the first thunder tribulation, because the background is a little lacking, so he was trapped by the thunder sea, and it was difficult to get out for a while.

"Don't read it, the Burial Immortal Sword detained Don't read it, and invited the palace master to fight in front of the Seven Killing Hills. ”

The Dharma Protector didn't dare to slack off, and told him the many news he got about the Seven Killing Sword Sect's New Year Festival Competition, the old man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and a chess piece in his hand fell fiercely, embedded in the stone chessboard in front of him, and then looked at Su Qinian, and said, "Boy, go, cut him!"

Su Qinian was calm and relaxed, stretched out three fingers at him, and the old man's eyes suddenly widened, staring at him deadly, gritting his teeth and saying, "Okay! ”

But seeing Su Qinian glance at him, he said lightly: "It's a day." ”

"Don't you have to make an inch!," the old man whispered.

Su Qinian poured himself a cup of tea, and didn't speak, just took a small sip and tasted it, seeing that the anxious Dharma Protector in front of him was a little stunned, and a little crying and laughing, for a while, many emotions were tangled on his face, twisted together.

One, two, three...... Ten breaths!

Bang!

The small pot of red robe that he had soaked and raised was slapped on the chessboard, and the old man said word by word: "You!

Su Qiannian put down the teacup, and one hand seemed to stretch out at random, and instantly disappeared into the void.

Outside Hailing City, Seven Killing Hills.

Ning Shen stood still, the breath around this Burial Immortal Sword did not leak, only a sword edge that seemed to be absent, transmitting a breath of dead silence. (Ask for a monthly pass recommendation ticket, the starting point genuine subscription is the biggest support for ten steps!) (To be continued.) )