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Although Lianxia Peak is far from being as tall as the four peaks around it, it is the most dazzling of the Kunlun peaks.

The clouds have seven colors, turning into ribbons of clouds and mist with bright colors, shrouding the top of the mountain. Its peak is vast but not precipitous, the palace stands majestically on it, from a distance, it is like the fairy Luan treasure hall in the sky, in the seven-colored clouds, it appears from time to time.

Xu Lin stood on the edge of the cliff of Moon Peak, raised his eyes to look at Lianxia Peak in the distance, looked at the drifting and undulating clouds, looked at the glow of the glow, and looked at the palace hidden under the mist.

A faint fragrance came, Xu Lin came back to his senses, and looked at Senior Sister Mingru beside him, with skin as white as snow, lips as red as petals, indifferent eyes, the moment the wind blew, and the show on his forehead gently floated up, Mingru sighed.

"No matter how many times, the scenery on Lianxia Peak is always so beautiful. ”

Xu Lin nodded in agreement, and Mingru's voice suddenly turned cold: "Behind the beauty is always some little-known ugliness. ”

Xu Lin glanced at Mingru in surprise, and didn't know how to respond to Mingru for a while, so he could only be silent, but at this time, the atmosphere was a little embarrassing.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a complaint behind him, Xu Lin turned around and saw Wang Dazhu, holding a big burden in one hand and a steamed bun in the other hand and stuffing it into his mouth.

This guy obviously hasn't slept awake yet, and although he is sleepy, he can't forget to sacrifice the five internal organs in his stomach. After walking Xu Jinlin and Mingru, Wang Dazhu threw the package to the ground, sat on the side of the two of them, broke half of the steamed bun and threw it to Xu Lin, and ate the cool steamed bun silently in the cool breeze of the morning.

The three of them were speechless for a while, each with their own thoughts, Xu Lin was still thinking about Mingru's previous words, as far as Xu Lin's understanding of Mingru was concerned, although this person's temperament was cold, there was absolutely no nonsense, so where did the words come from?

"The three of you got up so early, but I'm the laziest senior brother, I'm really ashamed. ”

When the voice fell, Mingyuan's figure was like a silent wind, it appeared suddenly, for this ghostly move, the three of them were also accustomed to it, after all, it was the cultivation of the Void Realm, which was unimaginable to ordinary people.

After Mingyuan asked a few people if they were ready, after confessing to Wang Dazhu a few times, while the brilliance in his hand flashed, a slender sword magic weapon turned into a blue and red, and threw it into the air, Mingyuan jumped up lightly, landed on the blue red, and after a light roar, turned into a light and went to Lianxia Peak.

Ming Ru was the same, watching the two rays of light fly one after another, Wang Dazhu threw the remaining steamed buns in his hand into his mouth, and released his magic weapon sword weapon while chewing, and said to Xu Lin: "Little junior brother, your cultivation is not enough, and you are not at the realm of the sword, so I have to wronged you." ”

said, before Xu Lin could react, he grabbed Xu Lin with one hand and pulled him closer to his own retreat, and laughed, and with a bang, he left the ground and chased after the two people in front of him.

It was not the first time that Xu Lin, who had felt the sword, looked at the clouds and mist passing by in an instant on both sides, and looked at the undulating mountains under his feet, and his chest couldn't help but be dripping with joy, and the more he wanted to make it stronger.

In an instant, Xu Lin only thinks about this word occasionally. In Wang Dazhu's mouth, it seems that it can only be achieved when he reaches the last realm of cultivation, that is, the cultivation of flying immortals, but this is just a legend.

When Xu Lin and the others landed on the square of Lianxia Peak from the air, they attracted a burst of eyeballs. Xu Lin and his senior brothers and sisters, in a burst of discussion, quietly walked to the side, looking at the crowd around them, this was the first time Xu Lin had seen Kunlun disciples outside of Moon Peak.

"Xu Lin!"

The voice is clear and pleasant, and at the same time, it reveals a sense of joy and surprise.

Xu Lin, who was looking for prestige, saw Chen Wanru, who was wearing a goose yellow Luo skirt with a smile on her face, walking towards her at this time. In the eyes that are as smart as the clear lake water, there are ripples like a spring breeze blowing through the lake, blowing can be broken, and the white skin is as white as snow, there is a touch of Yanran like a drunk, and the two shallow dimples on the side of the mouth bloom a smile like a flower.

Is this Chen Wanru? In the crowd, it is as dazzling as the stars and the moon, Xu Lin has never appeared, Chen Wanru is so beautiful.

In a burst of discussion, in a burst of envious eyes, Xu Lin smiled.

Looking at the familiar voice and smelling the familiar breath, Chen Wanru walked up to Xu Lin and said happily and happily: "Why is it so slow? ”

Xu Lin wanted to explain, but then he suddenly felt that there were a few unusually dazzling eyes, like a man's back, so he looked over through Chen Wanru.

A few glances met in the air, and Xu Lin suddenly sneered in his heart, is this jealousy? Or is it hostility?

Different peaks in the same door, whether this Chen Wanru is because of her father's status in Kunlun or her pretty appearance, if there are not one or two followers, it is strange!

Xu Lin, who has a completely different pursuit in his heart, or Xu Lin, who has never put his feelings in his heart, is more calm in his heart when he encounters such hostility, and the light of rice grains can also compete with Haoyue?

Comparing yourself to Haoyue is a bit arrogant and frivolous, but compared with these Qingming people in front of you who are only for feelings and have moved their Dao hearts, why can't you compare yourself to Haoyue?

Just like the Qingxu real people often say, sword cultivation should have a self-improvement arrogance and absoluteness.

"Am I not here?" said as he held Chen Wanru's hand in his hand, such an action at this moment set off a wave of fluctuations and discussions in the crowd around him.

The corners of Mingru's mouth curled up, and she glanced at Xu Lin with praise.

Wang Dazhu straightened his broad chest muscles, and took one step to block Chen Wanru and Xu Lin behind him, and then looked proudly at the Kunlun disciples beside him.

Mingyuan Heshan looked at the different reactions around him, but a burst of sword breath was quietly released from his body, this sword breath was silent, but it made people unable to move forward half a step here.

Sword cultivation should be so public, and at the right time, it should show its edge that people can't look at.

The heartbeat was faster, or the blood in the whole body seemed to be flowing in the body at this moment, and Chen Wanru, who was as red as a red apple, lowered her head gently.

I have never had before, in the past, I always deliberately held Xu Lin's hand, and I had to choose the time I thought was appropriate or pretend to be excited, so that I could have physical contact.

At this moment, Xu Lin actually took the initiative to hold his hand in his hand, the warmth there seemed to be about to burn herself, Chen Wanru even hoped that time would stop at this moment, stop at this moment of happiness.

A bell rang and resounded in the square, suddenly, which attracted everyone's attention, but not including Chen Wanru, who was still intoxicated at the moment.

Xu Lin and the others looked for a sound, and saw a Taoist wearing a purple and gold robe, followed by several old Taoist priests with white beards, who were walking above the square at this time.

A group of Kunlun disciples couldn't help but salute at the same time and said, "I've seen a real person in charge." ”

Raising his hand slightly, every Kunlun disciple in the square seemed to feel a gentle force, and gently lifted himself up, and then looked at the kind smile above, while sighing at his cultivation, he couldn't help but show more humility.

Qinghong Zhenren nodded, his eyes swept over the square, and then said loudly: "Kunlun has been established for thousands of years, and countless predecessors and ancestors have not forgotten the various beings in this world when they were cultivating themselves, so they made a rule that every few years they would send disciples down the mountain to travel to save the common people or kill demons. ”

Looking at the Kunlun disciples in the square with focused expressions, Qinghong Zhenren was satisfied, and at the same time, he said: "Now it coincides with the passing away of Master Zhiqing of the Golden Wheel Law Temple, and all factions and sects will go to mourn, which can be regarded as a gathering for many years, so this time the Kunlun sect decided to let you and other elite disciples go, and you must not fall into Kunlun's prestige!"

"Disciple obeys!" The voice resounded neatly in the heavens and the earth, and all the disciples bowed down again, watching the departure of Qinghong, the real person in charge of the sect, until a handsome Taoist who couldn't see his actual age walked to the front of the stage, and then stood up again.

When Xu Lin saw the face of the person who came, he couldn't help but have some indescribable weird feelings in his heart, only to see that this person had a handsome face, and his skin was like a baby.

A pair of curved eyebrows like willow leaves gently embellished on the pair of eyes that were as cold as cold stars. The lips are a little pink like peach blossoms, such a face, said to be a man, but more like a woman, thinking about it, there seems to be only one word in my mind to describe it, that is "demonic"!

No matter what Xu Lin thought about here, Qing Ming Zhenren had already issued an order at this time, asking the disciples of each peak to line up in the order of the four characters of Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang.

Xu Lin let go of the hand that was holding Chen Wanru, who seemed to still be intoxicated by this warm sense of happiness, with a pink face, Chen Wanru, who smiled sweetly at Xu Lin, quickly ran back to the team of Feng Lanfeng to which he belonged, and his eyes were still staring at this place from time to time.

And after Xu Lin lined up the entire team, a question suddenly appeared.

Among the four teams, it seems that the Mochizuki Peak to which he belongs has the least disciples, only four. The disciples of the other three peaks are mostly among seven or eight or more than a dozen.

It seemed that he sensed Xu Lin's abnormality, Wang Dazhu said disapprerovitously: "The mountain is not high, and if there is an immortal, it is famous." The water is not deep, and if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual. There are not many people, just be able to fight. ”

After speaking, Xu Lin, who looked at the smiling Xu Lin, said smugly: "Although we have the least disciples of Moon Peak, except for the Qing Ming Zhenren, it is a real person who cultivates, and it belongs to our disciples of Moon Peak who are the highest in the whole, and our senior brother is the only one who cultivates in a weak way!"

At this time, the team was already lined up, and under the command of Qing Ming Zhenren, the mighty team was already hovering down like a giant python descending the mountain.