The Sword Dynasty

The sky is really cool.

On the mountain of Xianfuzong, the yellow leaves began to fall with the wind in the late autumn, but they did not feel warm when they sprinkled gold everywhere. They only felt bleak.

Xiaoshen comes from Qingyuan and comes from Gao.

Too high is too low.

The most quiet grasshopper of Xian Fuzong is not at the highest point, but the window door is opened on all sides. The person who walks here can look at the school of Xian Fuzong and see where all the disciples study and live on weekdays.

"Teacher, why are you allowed to enter the Temple of Heaven?"

In the grass, a sound that is more lonely and colder than the autumn is echoing.

The voice that made this voice was an old man in a black robe. His face was full of frost, and his eyes were full of the vicissitudes of the world. His skin was red and white. .

Opposite to him, another person sitting quietly is lighter than him, but the old man who looks more like an old man is the lord of Xian Fuzong.

"Take the Temple of Heaven also in Xian Fuzong. Since I have already allowed this son to enter my fairy, I have allowed him to enter the Temple of Heaven."

The voice of the emperor of the Emperor Fuzong also rang, but it was only plain, such as a warm sun in the autumn.

“Time passes.”

The old man in black robe shook his head indifferently. "This time is not the same, Huang Tiandao will return to my fairy Fuzong, and you will be arranged with Zhang Yi. Zhang Yiruo will realize the heavenly sign in the heaven hall. Huang Tian, ​​Cheng Both of them are in the hands of one person, which is rare in my history of Xian Fuzong, not to mention that he is a Qin."

"Senior brothers have some truth to say." Xian Fuzong's lord looked at the old man in black robe and said.

The old man in Huangpao said ironically: "Is there just some truth?"

"There is only some truth." The sect of Xian Fuzong calmly looked at the old man in the yellow robe and said: "The most important thing is that I did not allow him to enter the Temple of Heaven today. He has been practicing in the Temple for many days. Why? The brothers have been so solemn to this day."

"and also."

After the meal, the Emperor Xian Fuzong asked seriously: "What about Zhu Shidi and Chu Shidi? Why didn't they come with the brothers?"

The old man in black robe was silent for a moment and said: "You have always been the most intelligent person of Xian Fuzong, so you should understand the situation at this time."

The emperor of Emperor Fuzong was silent for a moment, and he looked at him solemnly and asked: "Is it a Qin person, really heavy? Or is Zheng sleeve not a Qin person?"

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page.) "You should understand that she only let me Xian Fuzong have this status." The old man's face was suddenly full of anger, and sighed: "It is you who took this from the beginning." I was willing to go it alone, but I thought it would follow you. Anyway, this is just a matter of inaction, but this son first understands the meaning of the heavens, and the Huang Tiandao is the companion. The most important thing is that he himself enters the sword. Even if I have repaired the meaning of my immortality, can you distinguish between the younger brother and the sword that he is the sword of Lushan, or the symbol of my immortality?"

The emperor of Emperor Fuzong listened to the words of the old man in the black robe, and the feeling of emotion in his eyes shook his head. "Wanshan is red, the leaves are colorful, it is a good scenery, but in the end, the branches are leafy and come from the trees. The brothers, what you see is only the scenery of my immortality, I don’t want to understand the true inheritance of my immortality. My sacred sects are carried forward, and it’s the current scenery, so why care about this surface scenery? ?"

"All true biography is in people."

The eyes of the sect of the sacred ancestor crossed the body of the old man in black robes and looked at the yellow leaves of the mountain forest somewhere below. Then he whispered: "As long as Le Yi is in, Zhang Yi is in, my devotion is in their The hand will only be stronger, even if the scenery is no longer in the future, there will be more beautiful scenery in the future."

The old man in black robe looked at him quietly and sneered. "The younger brother said that there are some truths, but your mood is too high, too high and too high, and you can't make people agree. In the end, this fairy is not a younger brother. A person's sect, even if you are a teacher, you are the lord of my ancestor, and have the right to decide on many things, but you should not forget the younger brother. I am waiting for you to support the younger brother. You must be in the position of the lord. Your will must let us Most people agree."

"Now, in front of me, you are a brother, and Zhu Shidi and Chu Shidi are not there."

The sect of Xian Fuzong said faintly: "Who is the one who got the most people to agree with it for the time being, no matter what, now the most important thing is that you are looking for me for Zhang Yi today, what do you want me to bear?"

The old man in black robe converges on all the anger and ridicule, and bows deeply to him, solemnly saying: "Let him die."

The sect of Xian Fuzong frowned deeply, but still did not get angry, just asked, "Zheng Shou did not have this intention before, why must he die now, just because he feels that his wings are getting more and more? She decided not to break with me because of this."

The old man in black robe seems to have known that he has such doubts and did not look up. He just said: "Because his brother is dead... so she does not need to consider his teacher.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page.) The feelings of the younger brother, Zhang Yi’s hidden dangers, naturally, are not necessary to live. ”

The emperor of the emperor was stunned, and some were unbelievable. "Is the wine shop boy dead?"

The old man in black robe looked up and looked at him and said: "Any genius will die."

The Emperor Xianzong thought and thought: "If I don't agree with you to kill Zhang Yi, then do you even want me to kill... Can you kill me?"

"Can't kill."

The old man in black robe looked at the emperor of Emperor Xianzong indifferently and said: "But at least you can trap your teacher for half a day."

"In order to kill a Qin person who is irrelevant in your mouth, you have used the sacred door sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred priests.

The sorcerer of Xian Fuzong sighed in a sigh, got up and walked to the window.

In the process, the old man in black robe did not stop him.

Because both the old man in the black robe and the emperor of the emperor, they know that it is impossible to break through the meaning of the half-day rune.

Since it is impossible to change, there is no point in doing anything, especially if one or two more people die for it, it is even more meaningless.

The sect of Xian Fuzong looked at a looming temple in the golden woods. The eyebrows were filled with heavy sorrow. He whispered: "Who is going to kill him? Zhou Shidi, or your apprentice?"

"It's Chen Xing." The old man in black robe looked at him. He seemed to see the thoughts in his heart. The unconsciousness of his mouth naturally showed some ridicule.

The face of the sect of Xian Fuzong did not have a big shock, but the whole body was a slight shock.

Chen Xinghui is a disciple of Xian Fuzong, but it is a disciple of Xian Fuzong many years ago.

His current status is already a general of the Dachu Dynasty.

The generals of the border customs, the actual life and death of the killings is far from being comparable to that of the average practitioners. Naturally, they are much more powerful than those of the same practitioners who are safe and secure.

However, the most important thing is to take the most important thing... The most important thing is to use a half-day rune to trap him and kill a disciple in the fairy sect. Just to ensure that nothing is lost, but a general who is in the middle.

The generals of the borders returned to Xian Fuzong to kill, which made him know that today's changes are not only in this fairy.

Inexplicably, the light in the eyes of this wise old man is somewhat awkward.

He feels a little cold.

This day, it is really cool.

(End of this chapter)

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