At noon, the little Taoist priest Qinghai opened the door of the Taoist temple, held a long sword, and practiced swordsmanship in the scorching sun outside.

During the practice, the little Taoist priest glanced at the inside of the Taoist temple from time to time with longing eyes.

The inside and outside of this Taoist temple can be described as two worlds.

The sun outside was scorching, scorching the earth, so hot that people wanted to take off a few layers of skin. Inside the Taoist temple, it is cool and cool, without a trace of heat, only refreshing and windy, floating back and forth, just like another world.

Of course, this other world, the little Taoist priest can't enter within three hours. When I practiced the sword before, I was not attentive and was discovered by the master, and I was punished to practice the sword outside for three hours, and I couldn't enter the Taoist temple without practice.

If you don't practice hard enough, you won't be able to enter the Taoist temple.

"Little Taoist, if you are so inattentive, I'm afraid that if you practice for another six hours, you won't gain anything. ”

The gentle laughter was like a gust of breeze, soft and refreshing, making the sweaty little Taoist priest feel like drinking a pot of cool mountain spring, both physically and mentally.

But the little Taoist priest turned to a fierce spirit, holding a long sword and shouting, "Who?"

The tip of the sword moves, aiming exactly at the position where the sound is made. At this moment, the little Taoist priest no longer had the sweaty embarrassment he had before, his sword momentum was nourished, and his body was ready to attack like a cheetah predator, full of fierce energy.

Although the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect does not set foot on the outside of Shuzhou, but inside Shuzhou, it is extremely strong and domineering, and the disciples of the sect are rampant.

In addition, Shuzhou is close to the chaotic Western Regions, and it is a necessary place to go to the Western Regions. At that time, there were many people who committed crimes and couldn't stay in the Central Plains through Shuzhou and went to the Western Regions.

There are also many people in the Western Regions who occasionally come to Shuzhou to fight the autumn wind, and Shuzhou is not peaceful.

Although this Taoist temple is located in the middle of nowhere, it is also because of the remoteness, and there are usually many cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods who drill here. The little Taoist priest has seen a lot of these cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, so he naturally cultivates a cautious temperament.

His sword was also stained with blood.

The tip of the long sword, pointing where it spoke. But to the astonishment, there was no one there, as if the previous words were spoken by ghosts.

This scene made the little Taoist's eyes shrink slightly, and he slowly moved backwards in small steps.

It is also a little Taoist priest with a lot of experience in the rivers and lakes, so naturally he will not regard this anomaly as a ghost. There are no real ghosts in this world, only people who pretend to be ghosts. This was taught to him by the master, and the little Taoist priest has always kept it in mind.

However, pretending to be a ghost and pretending to be so traceless, his strength must be far beyond himself. So as soon as he saw this scene, the little Taoist priest quietly retreated to save himself. It is only right to let Master handle this matter.

But just as he was vigilantly looking away and looking elsewhere, a figure appeared in the place where no one should have been.

With white eyebrows and white hair, a lotus crown on his head, and a purple and white robe, he looks like a master in the world.

Seeing this, the little Taoist priest became more and more cautious, and looked at this strange person with obvious hostility.

Some people seem to be sanctimonious, but in fact, they may not know how dirty they are.

This sentence was said by the master, and he also reminded the Taoist priests who paid attention to this kind of appearance. The little Taoist priest didn't know why the master was a Taoist priest, but he said bad things about the priest, but the master's words were always correct.

"Who are you?" said the little Taoist priest Qinghai in a deep voice.

"Guest, a guest who came to visit. The one smiled at the figure of a worldly master.

"Poor Dao, don't you remember when the Tianzhen Temple invited you to be such a guest?" In the light words, the master of the Taoist Temple wearing a cyan Taoist robe appeared outside the door, looking at the uninvited guest.

With the appearance of this person, the hot climate outside suddenly became moderately warm, and there seemed to be a breeze flowing on the flat ground. It is very suitable for the spring breeze and the freshness of the autumn breeze.

Where you go, you become a blessed land. Although this contemplator has not reached the point of becoming a blessed land, his internal mind influences the external environment, and the realm of contemplation is also extremely far-reaching.

"Master. The little Taoist priest Qinghai ran behind the viewer with a low cry.

"Poor road Qingyu, passing through Shuzhou, I heard that there are Zhenwumen masters sitting here, so I came to visit. Qing Yu said with a snort.

"Qing Yu ······" The viewer whispered this way, and a hint of complexity flashed in his eyes.

It's a nostalgic name.

However, this trace of nostalgia was only fleeting, and the face of the viewer suddenly became cold, "Since you know the identity of the poor road, you shouldn't deliberately use this number to stimulate the poor road!"

As the mind of the viewer changed, the surroundings suddenly became solemn, cold, as if a cold wind was blowing, and the heat disappeared.

There is even a momentum of condensation, pushing the air and slowly pressing it from all directions.

All of a sudden, the environment in all directions was suddenly dominated by the other party, and invisibly, they were all repelling and suppressing Qing Yu.

However, Qing Yu didn't care at all, seeing that his expression was soothing, without any nervousness, but still chuckling and feeling the surrounding situation, he said: "Xuanwu Zhenhai, the white tiger kills the world, and there is also the previous Qingfeng, Xuanqi Dao Chief, your Four Elephants can be integrated into heaven and earth, and there are already three great achievements." Just by merging the Vermilion Bird Burning Heaven Skill, you can climb to the top of the True Pill and try to impact the realm of martial arts. ”

Xuan Yu looked at the relaxed posture of this white-haired Taoist, and couldn't help but feel a secret wonder in his heart.

Although he hasn't made a move yet, he has pushed his momentum to the extreme, and in this case, the other party seems to be integrated into the heavens and the earth, ethereal, and seems to be everywhere, without any focus. The momentum pressed on him, like a flutter in the air, and it had no effect at all.

Why should such a master stimulate himself in the name of others?

Xuanyu said that he couldn't figure it out.

But there are many such shameless masters. For example, the head of the True Martial Sect is the leader in this, and Xuan Yu is not surprised.

Therefore, the surrounding situation is even more solemn, and a killing machine is brewing. There was even a wave of flame that began to rise, trying to join in the somewhat out of place momentum.

"Come slowly," Qing Yu swept the dust, his eyes were deep, and his breath became more and more ethereal, making Xuanyu's qi unable to lock, "Brother Xuanyu Dao, the poor Dao is indeed Qingyu." This is given by the master, this life is not easy, and it is a coincidence that he has the same name as the deceased nephew of Brother Dao. ”

It should be right to call him Brother Dao, I hope that the dead ghost master will not jump out of the coffin.

"Coincidence?" Xuan Yu saw that Qing Yu had always insisted on this name, and he also thought that if the other party did this, it would be a little unnecessary.

Yes, Xuan Yu's face was also a little pale, but it was still impossible to make him welcome Qing Yu.

"Whether it's a coincidence or a deliberate one, you're not welcome as an uninvited guest. Xuan Yu flicked his sleeves and turned around, and he was about to turn Qing Yu away.

"If Poor Dao says, does Poor Dao have a way to unmask that sanctimonious senior brother of Daoist Brother?"