film world traveler

night.

South Vietnam, Royal Palace.

Chang Qingzi and the Crown Prince Xiao Yu, with some troops, had deceived the leader of the South Vietnam Kingdom and asked Chen Jun to cast a spell to resolve the confusion and awaken the spirit.

This is not difficult, as long as Qingyun Sect reaches the third level of Yuqing Realm or above, it can be solved.

It's just that the casual cultivator Chang Qingzi around him is not high in cultivation, so he can only act as an immortal leader in the eyes of mortals.

The bright moon hangs high, and the night is as cool as water.

The palace became increasingly quiet and strange, and it seemed that no sound could be heard. The soldier who was leading the way for Chen Jun was trembling all over, and his hand holding the spear was shaking violently. Fortunately, he asked them the direction, told them to get down, and went alone.

Tap tap tap tap....

The sound of footsteps was particularly crisp, and the trees and flowers on both sides were illuminated by the moonlight, as if they were covered with a veil. He walked slowly and slowly, and suddenly, a faint fragrance hit the tip of his nose.

Chen Jun stopped and looked at a pavilion in the center of the harem.

In the pavilion, there is a woman dressed in goose-yellow clothes. The lower part of her eyes is covered by a veil. Even Chen Junfa's eyes cannot penetrate it. But even so, her eyes are affectionate, her black hair is gently flowing on her shoulders, and her eyes are

The water is so full that at first glance, it seems like you are immersed in it and never want to come out again.

She held up her head with her slender wrists, and looked at him with bright eyes like water, flashing like stars in the night sky, and asked softly, "You are also the one who was summoned by that smelly Taoist priest. You want that piece of Jiutian Qi?"

iron."

Her voice was extremely soft and charming, especially her shifting gaze, which made people unable to restrain themselves from expressing their true feelings. Even Chen Jun's breathing was slightly short at this moment.

He smiled and said, "What a powerful charm. Among the demon sects, the only one with this skill is the Hehuan Sect, which is dominated by women."

"Young Master guessed it. What reward do you want? If you want that piece of strange iron, it's a pity that you came late."

The woman grabbed the air, and suddenly a purple light shone out of the air, dazzling the eyes, and a strange purple sharp blade suddenly appeared, "Do you think it is very powerful? Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, it has killed so many people and there is that

It’s a big snake, but it cost me a lot of effort.”

Chen Jun held the bamboo sword, as if it had no effect, and said calmly: "It is a good magic weapon, and it also incorporates the blood refining method. It is a pity that it was made extremely evil by you, but you are a pure yin body, which is not the same as

It matches, but when the two yins come together and the yin qi enters the body, all the qi and blood in the meridians in the morning and evening are damaged by it."

The woman's eyes were suddenly stunned, but in the blink of an eye she became extremely fierce and shouted: "Kill!"

Hoo ho ho!!!

In the deep garden of the harem, more than a dozen figures immediately flew out from the surrounding trees and flowers, some holding swords and some holding sparkling magic weapons.

These are obviously the swordsmen and sorcerers who are charmed by women as mentioned by Chang Qingzi.

Surrounded by the roar of more than a dozen people, the offensive immediately became airtight and water could not enter.

boom!

A bright light bloomed, Chen Jun swung his long sword, and a bolt of lightning pierced the night sky. The energy spurted, the green sword light fell, and a dozen figures were immediately torn open with blood, and their bodies were blasted several feet away.

Chen Jun walked out slowly, without even looking, and struck the sky with his sword.

boom!

A huge green light suddenly appeared, like a ray of light piercing the extremely dark night. When the sword light reached, wind and thunder stirred, and the void was suddenly divided into two.

"Young Master is so good at swordsmanship!"

The woman looked at the shocking sword light that was about to slash at her, and deep fear flashed in her eyes. However, the laughter of the silver bell came from the veil, and her eyes became sad and angry. All kinds of amorous feelings, and the soul-stirring beauty seemed to

Melt in those eyes.

"He is also very cruel."

There was a faint sigh in the air, and the woman's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Jin Ping'er has not recovered from her injuries, so she will no longer stay with the young master. If there is a fate, she will have a tryst with the young master again in the future."

The sword light crossed across, as if a giant ax had struck down a mountain. The pavilion, which had just been as huge as a canopy, was cut in half from the middle and suddenly collapsed on both sides.

The sword light did not stop, extending to the small lake in front of the pavilion, and immediately erupted like an active volcano, with water columns rising into the sky.

Click~

The clear light on the surface of the bamboo sword dissipated, and there was already a trace of cracks.

Chen Jun glanced at it and put his sword into its scabbard. At this moment, a veil slowly floated down in the air in front of him and landed on the branches of the flowers. It was exactly the one on the face of the woman just now.

Jin Ping'er, Hehuan Sect.

The demon sect is born, how to cut off these people?

Chen Jun carefully considered this issue in his mind. As the leader of the righteous path in this life and determined to be in charge of Qingyun, this issue is something he must consider.

After thinking for a long time, he only came up with some thoughts. He walked out of the palace. Chang Qingzi had heard the sound and rushed over. When he saw him coming out, he looked happy and said: "Sir, did you kill the demon witch?"

"No, she ran away." Chen Jun shook his head and said: "I advise you, don't stay in southern Xinjiang for too long, there are already signs of the demon sect being born."

Chang Qingzi frowned secretly, thought for a moment, stretched out his hand and said, "Sir, please come with me."

"Where is this?"

Looking at the glazed green tiles and gleaming treasure warehouse in front of me, it should be an extremely luxurious place in the world.

"This is the national treasure house of South Vietnam." Xiao Yu, who was beside Chang Qingzi, opened the door and said, "Sir, you have done a lot to save South Vietnam from danger. However, the national power of South Vietnam is humble, so you can only fulfill your wish for elixirs. But my father said, if

If you have something you like in the treasure house, you can take it no matter how much it is. I just want to make you a good friend."

"Then thank the king for me."

Chen Jun was not polite and walked straight into it.

At night, even though it is deep, the surroundings are illuminated by luminous orbs, making it seem like daylight without any feeling of darkness.

Xiao Yu, the crown prince of Nanyue Kingdom, found for him the soul-moving elixir mentioned by Zhou Xian, and then accompanied him to look for treasures. Worldly possessions were of no use to Chen Jun. He walked through the property hall and came to the arsenal, where he saw something

There are many jade butterflies placed on the rows of antique bookshelves.

He randomly picked up a piece of paper to observe, looked at it for a moment, raised his head and asked, "This is..."

"This is some secular martial arts collected in South Vietnam, including many famous works from the Central Plains. They are the supreme treasures in the hearts of many swordsmen. Unfortunately, compared with Mr. Tongtian Swordsmanship, it is undoubtedly ridiculous."

Chen Jun remained silent, lowered his head and swept the jade slips in his hands.

There is a book of swordsmanship called "Canglang Sword" recorded on it. It is said to be a famous and unique swordsmanship, but it is only a second- or third-rate swordsmanship on the Jianghu plane, let alone the swordsmanship of the Five Mountains and the Dugu swordsmanship.

.

Obviously, in this world with people who practice cultivation, martial arts has not evolved to the level of intermediate martial arts or high martial arts, and is far inferior to Tianlong.

This was his first contact with martial arts in this world. Chen Jun read through many fists, kicks, and weapon martial arts, becoming more and more sure of his thoughts.

"Sir, are you interested in these secular martial arts?"

Chang Qingzi was greatly puzzled. It was strange that such a powerful monk would be interested in reading secular martial arts.

"Somewhat interested." Chen Jun nodded slightly, put down the jade slip, and continued to enter other rooms.

The martial arts on these jade slips are considered unique in the world, but they are incomparable to the unique martial arts he possesses, and it is useless to read them.

"Is this the weapons room?" he asked.

"Yes, sir, most of these are South Vietnam's collection of secular magic weapons and swords. Of course, they are not as good as the fairy swords."

Chen Jun opened a sword box, held the hilt of the sword for a moment, felt a little disappointed, and asked directly, "What is the most unique and precious weapon here?"

"some."

Xiao Yu walked a few steps, took out a treasure box, opened it immediately, and said: "This is the farewell hook. It is the most peculiar treasure here. It was made three hundred years ago..."

Chen Jun looked at the extremely sharp hook, weighed it, and listened to its story quietly out of politeness.

In fact, the quality of this parting hook is pretty good. The strange iron that has been integrated into the world of cultivation, wandered into the secular world, and forged into a strange shape has made it extraordinary.

"anything else?"

Xiao Yu felt sad in his heart. The items that Nanyue regarded as treasures were like dust in the eyes of the monks. None of them could be picked up, and he had no hope for the next one.

"This is a sharp sword, but it may not be able to catch your eyes."

Chen Jun looked at this long sword with a gray texture. The edge of the sword was cold, and it was also fused with strange iron. It was a superb weapon in the world.

"Is there a story?"

"Yes, sir." A trace of recollection flashed in Xiao Yu's eyes: "This sword was once the sword of the strongest swordsman in South Vietnam. His swordsmanship was outstanding and he dominated South Vietnam two hundred years ago. He

When he was twenty years old, he stepped into the Central Plains with a sword. In ten years, he succeeded in swordsmanship and defeated all his opponents. He was called the Sword Immortal in the world!"

"Sword Immortal?" Chen Jun asked in a stronger tone, and Chang Qingzi next to him snorted coldly: "Ignorant arrogant and arrogant man, how dare you talk about being an immortal!"

Xiao Yu twitched the corner of her mouth and smiled stiffly:

"Yes, at that time, people in southern Xinjiang, the Central Plains, the East China Sea and other places praised him as the Sword Immortal because his swordsmanship was unrivaled and because his footprints were left everywhere. He asked for immortality.

He wanted to become a real swordsman, and this obsession led him to travel all over the mountains of southern Xinjiang, the hinterland of the Central Plains, the fairy islands in the East China Sea, and the Mobei Desert."

Chang Qingzi was quite disdainful: "Is it so easy to find immortal fate?"

"Yes, he spent a full thirty years traveling to those places. Thirty years later, he was already sixty years old, with a bright head and gray beard, and his beard had turned white. He stopped looking for them."

Chang Qingzi said: "There is still some room for salvation."

Xiao Yu shook his head: "Master, he stopped looking because he changed his mind."

"what idea?"

"He wants to kill gods and destroy immortals!"

"Incorrigible, extremely arrogant." Chang Qingzi shook his head: "What happened to him in the end?"

"One day, he finally met an immortal who could fly with a sword. He challenged him and eventually he died." Xiao Yu sighed longly.

“It’s natural to hit an egg against a stone!”

Chang Qingzi has a monk's sense of ownership, focusing on comments and ending.

And Chen Jun could already imagine an image of a stunningly talented swordsman in his mind, who went from being depressed and seeking immortality to having an extremely reversed mentality. He said inexplicably, "I think the immortal who can fly with a sword should also be damaged."

Bar."

Xiao Yu's eyes widened suddenly, "Yes, yes, yes!!!"

Chang Qingzi also opened his eyes wide and asked in silence: "How could it be? What happened to the immortal?"

Xiao Yu's face suddenly turned red and he hesitated: "The immortal's robe at the sleeves was torn to pieces by his sword energy."

"Hahahaha!!!" Chang Qingzi raised his head and laughed, the sound shaking the entire treasure house: "How can there be such a funny person in the world."

"Is it ridiculous?"

"I want this sword!"

Chen Jun took hold of the long sword in the sword case and swung it in the air. The rusty gray lines accumulated on the blade for two hundred years flew away instantly. Suddenly, the entire long sword became extremely cold, like a clear spring shining brightly.

It's so sharp that you can't look directly at it.

Chang Qingzi's laughter stopped, as if a cock was stuck in his throat.