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Remember [New] for a second,! The Tang family girl went to Tangjiabao alone. The family affairs were always difficult to say. She didn't want to bring Sedum into it. . She said that only after she has been to Shenjianmen, she knows that the world is worthless, and she does not want to get involved in the disputes of the Tang family, and the past may drift away with the wind, she said.

Jingtian couldn't say that he was willing to accompany her to Tangjiabao. He thought that Miss Tang would always seem a little helpless by herself, fighting and scolding alone, and she was a little weak. He smiled and said, "I'll go with you."

"What are you doing with me? Are you looking down on people?" The Tang family girl seemed to be able to read minds.

"I'm not…"

"Okay, I'll go by myself. You can find a place to rest, or just wait for me in the inn. I'll go back when I go."

When Jingtian returned to Yong'an, his rounding up was considered a return to his hometown. At least after learning that he had entered the Divine Sword Sect, the shopkeeper and his companions repeatedly boasted.

Reunited after a long absence, this little guy from the past is now in high spirits. He is dressed in a white shirt and races with smoke. He is as handsome as a dragon. . The little friends were both kissing and afraid of him, and after saying a few words, they stood aside embarrassingly.

"Sedum, you are very powerful now. The important task of maintaining world peace is left to you." The mean shopkeeper Zhao will also say good things.

"Nothing." Sedum scratched his head, and then he realized that he was no longer the little guy, and now he is a big man who can talk about the future of the Six Realms lightly.

It seems that the future of all beings is in his words. Sedum was a little terrified of this. He remembered the words of Sect Master Chu, Divine Sword Sect arranged the trend of the human world clearly and clearly, and it was clearly a decision related to the lives of hundreds of millions of living beings, but what she said from her mouth was an understatement, and Jingtian didn't even notice it after listening to it. Very bizarre.

Perhaps this is Divine Sword Sect, the sect of madmen. Sedum thought he didn't know anything, and his heart was full of madness.

He couldn't sit in Yong'an for a while, and the neighbors heard the news and came to congratulate him. Sedum couldn't stand such a warm and philistine scene.

Leaving Yongandang, Jingtian said in a sullen voice, "Maybe I won't be able to go back."

He looked like a master and lonely, which made passers-by look down upon him. The aunt who was pushing the cart and selling vegetables patted him on the shoulder from behind, "lady, what's wrong with you? Did your sweetheart run away with another man? Oh, this kind of thing is inevitable, don't be sad."

"No, ma'am, I'm not broken-hearted."

"Oh, then you're in the way." The aunt has been selling vegetables for ten years, her heart is as cold as Zhe Ergen, and she shoves Sedum out to the ground and pushes the cart slowly away.

The rookie of the Shenjian Sect said with emotion, "What a profound internal strength, and indeed the masters are among the people."

Someone shouted at the end of the street: "The ancestor of Xie Jianxian has come to Yuzhou to teach the Fa! Everyone, go and see it!"

All of a sudden, the crowd was excited, people hanging out, looking at photos, setting up stalls, and doing business, regardless of gender, age, and child, came out. Sedum was pushed forward by the crowd. After a while, someone patted him on the shoulder again. When he turned his head, it was the same aunt just now, "Young man, are you going to listen to the Fa too?"

Sedum nodded, just as he was about to say a few words of courtesy, the aunt pushed him away again, "Young man is too slow, take a step first!" The 300-pound woman stepped on her left foot and jumped straight up with her right foot. In mid-air, landing on the roof without even stepping on the tiles, Sedum sighed again: "Sure enough, he is a master."

No matter the master or the master, everyone who can move in Yuzhou city is here. Xiejianxian's puja is held at the local monk temple. The monks are occupied with real estate and they happily help people with money. Those who want to teach the Dharma are not ordinary people. , To be able to claim to be a sword fairy, it is all a battle of life and death. It is said that this Evil Sword Immortal came from the East China Sea and challenged the world's famous masters all the way, without any defeats.

Sedum was among the crowd listening to the dharma meeting, and when he saw the rumored Evil Sword Immortal himself, he was an old man with ochre hair and white beard. The hearts of everyone trembled, and they were definitely not the ones who were vain. Judging by Sedum's vision, this old man's Taoism should be second to none in Divine Sword Sect, and perhaps even the senior brother would be vulnerable to this person.

He sighed again, "It's still the same sentence, where is the master among the people." Jing Tian thought about it, "This person is called the evil sword, acts boldly, and is so unruly, maybe he has a suave and extraordinary temperament, until I hear him. The righteousness of the preaching, and then consider whether to make friends with him."

At that moment, the Dharma meeting began, and there were monks blowing Dharma snails, beating Dharma drums, and holding up placards. When the crowd stopped, Xiejianxian sat on the high platform and opened his mouth to preach: "I am a cultivator in the East China Sea. When I was young, I learned the way of swordsmanship when I was young by watching Immortal Jimo Zhaobi. Then I fled to the ocean and played with fish, shrimp, whales, and dragons for a hundred years of asceticism. Become the supreme swordsmanship. Since I landed, I have encountered mountains and worshipped mountains, visited doors and worshipped doors, and traveled the world to seek an opponent, so I made a big wish to preach to the people of the world. Fight with me."

After hearing these words, Sedum sighed greatly in his heart, this person has such a boldness, perhaps the first-class figures of the great masters always have no vision, nor are they paranoid about their status and figure, and would rather be challenged by more latecomers and not be afraid. But it is very different from the ghouls on the rivers and lakes.

The puja was going to be held for 3721 consecutive days. Sedum came by coincidence, just in time for the first day. He planned to stay in Yuzhou until the end of the puja. Such a grand event should not be missed. During the day, there is also a flower fight performance in the evening. The entire Yuzhou city will be immersed in a festive atmosphere.

After listening to the sword theory for a day, Jingtian realized that he had gained a lot. This monarch has a profound way of doing things. What is rare is that he is good at persuasion. Comprehension, as for what you get from comprehension, it varies from person to person.

He returned to the inn with no end in sight. The lobby was deserted and clear. The guests went to the puja to play more. The girl from the Tang family was drinking tea alone, holding the cup without saying a word. It is rare for Jing Tian to see her look like this. Tang Xue sees that such a heroic girl is always cheerful and generous. Now it seems that she also has moments of weakness.

"Xuejian, are you okay?"

"Where have you been?" Tang Xuejian glanced at Sedum, calm, neither indifferent nor affectionate.

"I went to listen to the dharma meeting. It's the monk named Xie Jianxian. His swordsmanship is really unique."

"To be able to praise the most outstanding new disciples of Shenjianmen like this, it seems that Xiejianxian is really honorable."

Jing Tian sat beside her carefully, "You are in Tangjiabao, is everything going well?"

"It went well, why didn't it go well, it went well." Tang Xuejian patted the sword box on the back, "I only cut four or five people in total, and they handed over my grandfather's body, guess what? The body is already It was used to raise three corpses and three insects. My grandfather's face was so rotten that I couldn't even recognize it."

"Feel sorry."

"No, I have already avenged my grandfather. The corpse has been buried on the hillside he used to go to. From now on, I will have nothing to do with Tangjiabao." Tang Xuejian put it lightly, and Jingtian discovered her sideburns only now. few blood stains.

"There's a flower fight tonight, can we watch it together?"

"Alright." Tang Xue smiled when he finally showed his face, "I also let me see what kind of character the evil sword immortal you praised so much."

At the beginning of the lantern, Solanum nirvana consciously stayed in the sword and never showed up, while Sedum and the two traveled together. In the daytime, the venue of the dharma meeting in the monk's temple is now on the stage where the disciples of Xie Jianxian are performing sword fights.

"Aren't you going to try it on the stage?" Tang Xue was very pleased to see the high-spirited expressions of those cultivators, so she wanted Sedum to try it too.

"Why don't we go together." Sedum was also quite moved.

"What, Senior Brother Jing wants to give me some pointers?" Tang Xue looked like a smile, not a smile. Jingtian knew that she was sad, and now acting like this is a sign of Jianxin's fall.

"Speaking of which, I have never fought swords with you in the door. Let's fight with flowers." Sedum's eyes were burning, and Tang Xue turned his head when he saw him for a few breaths.

"Okay."

The two of them found a free platform to stand on, each under the lantern in the corner, staring at each other from a distance. Sedum saw her eyes under the lamp like evening stars, and Xue saw him standing like a pine tree in the crowd. The height of the stage is high, and the hearts of the people are square inches. When fighting swords, the two of them only have each other in their eyes.

The Zhaodan Sword and the Rainbow Shadow Sword intertwined in the air, circling upwards, the tail of the comet was like fire, and it shone a hundred feet above the head, illuminating the city of Yuzhou as bright as day.

Many words need not be said.

The crowd naturally gathered in the audience to look up, the children jumped and applauded, the young men and women exchanged tokens, and the Huafa old man relied on sighing. The sword has been shining for four hundred years. Since the era of the Four Divine Sword Sects, it has sharpened an iron scar in the hearts of hundreds of millions of Li people.

Jing Angel's sword power was like a sun wheel, and the warm sword light swept his face like a spring breeze.

Xuejian envoy's Jianlu mourns like a lonely wild goose in a waning autumn. He went to the horizon in an instant, and turned around again. He left his hometown overnight and came back again. He saw all kinds of things right and wrong, but Jianhong was like a bridge, but it could not reach old times. The Sri Lankan people have gone, leaving only the younger generation's long song, the sword light is like water, and the spectators' faces are covered with frost.

When she was in front of Sedum, she was still so cold and hard, but on the sword test stage, she was clearly heartbroken. She just didn't say it, because she knew the world's cold and warm, not to mention her relatives passed away, even if she was displaced and had a lonely life, how many people could cry for her? Instead of weeping and weeping to make people laugh, it is better to suppress the melancholy and pretend that there is nothing wrong.

Tang Xuejian was an orphan in the world of the gods, and was shaped by the goddess Xiyao who guarded the sacred tree to take the shape of the divine fruit. If such a lonely person came into the world, if Tang Kun had not been kind enough to take him in and raise him patiently, he would have been in the dark long ago. She has never been close to anyone in Tangjiabao, and the clan treats her like a foreigner, pretending to be close, and she has been secretly cold-hearted since childhood. In fact, life is like Asakusa, it can only be blown by the wind. If you can't develop a sturdy temperament, Tang Xue sees that she will not live as she wants, and maybe she will become a beautiful and delicate rich lady. After Tang Kun's death Let it be sent.

The lamentation could not last long. Tang Xue turned the sword's edge and unfolded the "Blazing Sun Sword Art" after seeing his heartfelt feelings. In an instant, the sword flew like a lonely star in the sky. The light is colorful and splendid, and it is called the four fields and streams of light.

Then Sedum threw out another sword that was as powerful as a lotus, and lifted Lie Yan lightly, the sound of the two swords clashing like a bell. Let her sword art change again and again, like the stars, moon, sun, and sea, shuttled by that sword, like the lightning hail of a swallow, all teach Zhao Danjian to take it easily. Sedum dancing sword is vigorous and energetic, using the sky as the paper and the ground as the cut, splashing ink vertically and horizontally, two horizontal and two vertical to delineate the square and circle, spare your flying swords, and can't escape the cage of tic-tac-toe.

The two of them had a good flower fight, with beautiful light and shadow, which made the people of Yuzhou rejoice when they saw it, and suppressed the rest of the sword fighting performances to the point where no one cared.

When they took their swords and stood up, their own monks and evil swordsmen invited each other to talk.

Sedum listened to the whole day's **, admired this suave senior very much, and immediately accepted the invitation. Tang Xue saw that she planned to return to the inn to rest, but she couldn't resist her companion's insistence, so she also went to see Evil Sword Immortal.

The monks led the way into a secluded scripture hall. Xiejianxian sat on the main seat. When the guests came, they stood up to greet them. When they were seated, they introduced a purple-shirted woman on the left for the guests, "This is Zixuan. Fellow Daoist, he is the descendant of the contemporary Nuwa, the patriarch of the human race."

The two of Jingtian hurriedly clasped their fists and saluted, "I have seen Senior Zi Xuan."

The descendant of Nuwa is more beautiful than the immortal, but unfortunately, the eyebrows are frosty and the melancholy has lost three points of color in vain. He treats people and affairs very coldly, and the guests only slightly nod when they greet them, but they are quite arrogant and unpleasant.

Xie Jianxian asked in a loud voice, "The two of you have such sword skills at such a young age, I don't know which school you inherit from?"

"To be honest..." Sedum was waiting to tell the truth.

"To be honest, we are all family members." Tang Xuejian smiled and took the conversation.

Xie Jianxian caressed his beard and smiled, but did not go into it further, "I have noticed Daoist Jingtian at today's conference, I wonder if you have doubts about the meaning of the teachings I teach?"

Sedum's eyes lit up, and he explained the doubts in his heart one by one. This person is profound in kendo, and what he said is by no means empty talk, but a real barrier that he encountered on the way of cultivation. The Evil Sword has a deep understanding of the immortal way, and it is the true legend. Sedum and the two worshipped.

The guest and host were all happy, and when it was almost midnight, Xie Jianxian said to see the guest, "It's not early, I should go back to the house to do my work, do you two have a place to stay? Then I won't send it off." Before the guest goes out He suddenly said loudly: "Fellow Daoist Jing's life experience is really extraordinary, don't let it go."

"Remember your kindness, farewell."

When the two of Shenjianmen left, Zi Xuan, a descendant of Nuwa, asked coldly, "Why are you being so polite to these two juniors?"

"They are not juniors. A **** will be reincarnated, a **** fruit will take shape, and which one is ordinary?"

"Oh? Are they sent from the God Realm?"

"There is no need to make a rash assertion. It's just that these two souls have not joined together. After death, they will definitely fall into the ghost realm and suffer in prison. Naturally, they are our natural allies, and they bear the destiny, and they may become the ones who break the blockade of the six realms in the future. Help. The Great Heavenly Venerate of the God Realm is unwilling to be lonely after being silent for four hundred years, right?" Xie Jianxian sneered, and suddenly sighed, "Yun Tianhe, a madman of the Heavenly Dao, is really amazing."

"Amazing? People who deceive the world and steal their names, break the cycle of reincarnation in the six realms, and commit so many sins!" Zi Xuan refuted sharply, "Inverting the natural creation like this is hard to die!"

Xie Jianxian sneered, "You said he deserved death for his crimes, but he died, and Qingluan Peak is there, if you wish you could be smashed, you can go, why are you complaining? What kind of reincarnation and creation, if he wants to do the opposite, who would dare to speak up in the six realms of the gods, the demons, the Buddhas, the ancestors, and the ghost kings? Such a prestige, such a suffocating aura, it is amazing to honor him again. have what?"

"If you are such a bone, then you don't have to think about breaking the seal."

"The more you know what kind of mountain your opponent is, the more you can make this seat be very careful. Those who achieve great things need to walk on thin ice. There are not a few madmen like you and me in this world who are unwilling to be surrounded by the general trend of Divine Sword Sect. There are hundreds of millions of people in the world. Just a few words can be used by us, and it is a great help. He has taught the Fa for four hundred years, and has he changed the world by half? , anger, sadness, greed, hatred, and ignorance. We only need to guide the grand and general situation, and naturally we can break through the painstaking efforts of the four of them. This is to use the spear of the other to attack the shield of the other."

Zi Xuan frowned secretly, "This is a chess game for me and other great cultivators, why should I involve all beings?"

Xie Jianxian said meaningfully: "The weak always walk alone, and the strong always form a group."

But it was said that the two of Jingtian left the monk temple and walked side by side. When no one spoke, it suddenly snowed in the sky.

"Hey! It's actually snowing." Sedum exclaimed.

"Yeah, it's snowing. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

"Xue, Xuejian, I just found out today that your name is so interesting."

"What's the fun way?"

"You were so beautiful when Xueluo was falling."

"Heh, isn't it because this girl doesn't look good?" Tang Xuejian laughed for a while, and then said wistfully, "Do you know why I'm called Tang Xuejian? When I was still in the baby, my grandfather was in the snow The me he picked up in Li, Xuejian, met in Xueli, that's exactly what he meant. This meeting, he raised me for 18 years, and now I never see him again."

She suddenly groaned and said, "Jun buried the mud under the spring, and I will send the world full of snow."

Sedum froze in place, when the street lights dimmed, she saw snowflakes piled up on his shoulders, and he saw her tears fall to the ground.

Tang Xuejian gently brushed the heavy snow off his shoulders, and Sedum gently wiped the hot tears from her cheeks.

"Well, you might as well borrow my shoulder."

"Okay." Tang Xuejian gently wrapped his arms around his back and put his cheeks on his shoulders.

In Yuzhou tonight, there is three feet of snow.