Fix your sister's fairy

As soon as the three words of Tiangumen exited, the atmosphere on the table instantly became tense.

Aoba pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist, and the sharp sword qi diffused from the gap in the scabbard, and everyone in the entire hall inexplicably felt a chill on their necks, and subconsciously rubbed the back of their necks.

The red rhyme on the side covered the teacup with his hand, and the tea leaves under the tea on the covered water surface were quickly arranged into the shape of the formation by mana disturbance, and in an instant, a small killing array was completed in the cup, only the red rhyme injected a trace of mana to hook the heavens and thunder, and this tea hall will instantly turn into a battlefield.

Because of the occasion, the two did not make the first move.

This is one of the several hub cities in Tiangu County, which can be regarded as an important place, and countless monks gather in their hearts to obey the rules of the city, and these rules are set by the Immortal League, and disobedience to the rules of the city is also equated with the rebellious Immortal League, and the prohibition of fighting in the city is one of the city rules.

"Zero, zero, zero" But if it's defense and self-defense, then it's another matter, so Aoba and Hongyun are waiting, waiting for the other party to be impatient.

Waiting is not a long and boring process, not to mention that sitting in front of them is a rare beauty as clear as a clear water hibiscus, blue eyes, and a slightly Western style face in this Immortal Pavilion Hall can always cause countless people to look back.

"Your Excellency, who is the Changfeng Gate?Wanfa Sect?" Aoba stroked the lines on the hilt of the sword with his fingers, suppressing the sword qi at the mouth of the flying sword.

"No, Fang Qian should have introduced himself, little woman Yan Nianling. Yan Nianling sat down in front of the tea table between the two of them and bowed her head slightly.

"It's not necessarily Wan Yan Sect and Wutian Sect. Hong Yun's eyes looked at Yan Nianling up and down coldly: "If it is the former, and there is no charm and charm, and the breath is as vigorous as spring, this is definitely not the embryo that Wan Yanzong's obscene and evil way can refine, but if the latter has no signs of physical tempering, do you want to say that with your qualifications, it is a loose cultivation?"

Qingye and Hongyun can be regarded as the best in the Tiangu Sect, and the monk disciples they have seen are not thousands of memorizations, but also thousands, they can naturally see at a glance that the qualifications of the woman in front of them are so good that they are unimaginable, and they can give people a sense of "intention" that hits people's hearts without revealing the slightest fluctuation of mana, which must be a sign of innate physique or spiritual root strangeness.

There is no shortage of geniuses in the world of cultivating immortals, and geniuses naturally do not lack people with discerning eyes, if such a genius is just a casual cultivation, then the elders of the ten immortal sects who recruit disciples should gouge out their eyes and then atone for their sins.

"The little woman is not a monk like an immortal master, the little woman is just a mortal, and now the substitute teacher asks the two of them. Yan Nianling's posture was extremely low, and her words were full of peace and softness, revealing that the emotions were gentle and calm.

It may be because Yan Nianling was born with talent, or it may be because of the kindness of the face, the vigilance in Qingye and Hongyun's hearts has actually been lowered a little.

"Substitute teacher, who else is standing behind you?" Aoba put a hand on the table, representing the meaning of not moving for the time being, and Hongyun also removed her hand from the teacup and used the tea lid to suppress the restless killing array inside.

"Nature is the teacher of the family, the benefactor of recreation. said: "The little woman asked the two on behalf of the family teacher if they were the top disciples of the Tiangu Sect, but judging from the temptation of Fang Cai, the two were indeed so. "

"What a temptation. Hong Yunwei glanced sideways at the closed compartment door on the second floor: "What is the relationship between you and the people behind you and the rabble above?"

"The rabble above?" Yan Nianling was stunned for a moment and looked up at the second floor: "Nianling doesn't know what the immortal master means. "

"You call her Immortal Master?" Aoba took it from the table, lifted the lid of the tea, and blew away the rising white vapor of the tea: "This title is not common in the immortal cultivation world recently. "

"I have the impression that the only people who can use this title are those mortal immortals from the Nether. Hongyun stared at Yan Nianling's blue eyes: "What do you have to do with the Nether? Panyu Immortal Road will not be opened again in recent years, who took you to the Immortal Cultivation Realm." "

"The immortal master's speech is very powerful, the first half of the sentence asks what is the relationship between Nian Ling and the lower realm, and the second sentence is sure that Nian Ling is from the lower realm. Yan Nianling said with her eyes lowered.

"Let's not talk about useless words, there are no traces of cultivation on your body, and the people behind you can make you a once-in-a-lifetime good seedling who has never set foot on the path of cultivation at this age, which can only prove that you only recently learned of the existence of the way of cultivating immortals, and the people behind you only discovered you nearby. Hong Yun continued to deduce quietly: "There is a high chance that you will come from the Nether, and the monks who can freely enter and exit the two realms are only the envoys of the Immortal Alliance as far as I know, but the envoys of the Immortal Alliance ignore the affairs of the world and only maintain justice, and the Heavenly Lonely Gate has not yet reached the point of disobeying the Immortal Alliance, so it is naturally impossible for you to be the Immortal Alliance behind you..."

"Since the two immortal masters are indeed the people of the Heavenly Lonely Sect, the purpose of the Nian Ling question has been achieved. Yan Nianling suddenly interrupted Hongyun's reasoning and stood up.

"Want to leave?" Aoba smiled and shook his head to look at this beautiful but unworldly woman: "Come up and say that our identity has been revealed, even if it is a bluff, but you have indeed successfully debunked us, Tiangumen is in danger now, and anyone related to it can't easily leave like this.........."·

"So, sit down. As soon as Hongyun pressed the corner of the table, the tea covered by the teacup boiled, and a small array of power covered every square inch, and the unparalleled power pressed from behind Yan Nianling to press her to the seat!

But at this time, an old big hand grabbed Yan Nianling's shoulder, and the killing array in the square inch was suddenly pulled by an inexplicable force, and Hongyun subconsciously unveiled the temporary killing array, although it was temporarily deployed, but when it came to the cultivation of the ruins in her realm, as long as the formation laid out casually hooked enough aura, the power was enough to burn the entire Immortal Shelter Pavilion in the roar.

"Tea, you don't have to drink it. "

But at this time, the old man who was bidding farewell to the red lotus root in Yan Nian also stretched out his other hand and grabbed the tea lid that flew out, and covered it securely on top of the teacup, and the killing array was cut off, and the hub instantly died down and turned into calm.

Seeing that Hongyun's formation was cracked, Aoba subconsciously wanted to draw his sword, but the moment he put his hand on the hilt, he only felt that the sword in his hand seemed to be pressing against a mountain, and he raised his head sharply to meet a pair of cloudy and sharp eyes, in which he saw a will heavier than the mountains and the sea.

The old man pulled Yan Nianling aside, and sat beside the sweaty Qingye, Hong Yun stared intently at the old man who sat down, as if he wanted to associate with the famous sect cultivators he was familiar with in his mind, but he had no choice but to think about it, and she had never seen this person in any immortal cultivation world.

"Don't think about it, this is the first time I've gone to the Immortal Cultivation Realm in nearly a hundred years, and everyone who knows me is dead. The old man 5.3 pushed the teacup in front of Hongyun, and glanced at the flying sword in the scabbard in the hand of Aoba on the side: "The feeling of not being able to pull out the sword in front of the beloved woman is uncomfortable, right?"

Aoba didn't answer, the corners of his forehead were tensed, not in a rage, but he had already tried his best to urge the sea of qi in his whole body to draw the sword, and the cyclone in the hundreds of acupuncture points in the Returning to the Ruins period was surging with all his might, and the power that erupted was entrenched in the scabbard, but the sword sandalwood only revealed three wide bright sword bodies.

In front of the old man, the sword cultivator who was half a foot near the threshold of the Phaseless Realm couldn't pull out the flying sword at his waist.

"If you can't pull it out, forget it, and pull it out again when you have time in the future. The old man's fingers tapped on the table, and the mana in Aoba's body suddenly collapsed, his hand fell from the hilt of the sword, and panic and determination flashed in his eyes: "Dare to ask the old gentleman's name?"

"Mo Tianjiao. I came up this time to look for my daughter and son, and I heard that I was in your Tiangumen, so I came to take a look. The old man said lightly. _

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