Cultivation: From the Inauguration of Druid

With the change of civil engineering, Yingzong was imprisoned.

The loyal warriors headed by Yu Qian, although they are for the sake of the people of the world, support the Dingqing and shoulder the country.

But in the end, it also took over the power and coerced it, causing the monarch and ministers to be chaotic and the emperor to be disqualified.

Since then, some courtiers have gradually become reckless and controlled the guidelines of the court, so that now the government and the opposition are formed into parties for selfishness, and the administration is on behalf of heaven.

The emperor lived in the palace, and he could not govern without purple gold and order hundreds of officials.

Under the party struggle, all the princes above the golden luan completely forgot about Yu Shao's feelings of taking care of benevolence and righteousness, worrying about the country and forgetting his family.

For the sake of his own selfishness, he arbitrarily resorted to the power of other parties and ghosts and ghosts to eliminate dissidents and fight against dissent.

It is as if today's calamity and man-made calamities have caused complaints all over the world, and the world is full of turmoil.

It also caused confusion between Yin and Yang, demons and ghosts appeared everywhere, and celestial phenomena occurred frequently.

"Oh, I don't know how long this world can last."

Every time she mentioned this, Yan Chixia couldn't help but sigh.

He also longed for loyalty to the king, but he had no way to serve the country, so he gave up his fame and traveled the world in anger.

I have seen a lot of these pickled things, and I want to cut the world's injustice with the flying sword in the palm of my hand.

But this world's injustice is not an isolated case, how can it be eliminated?

Now I am exhausted and ready to find a place to rest.

"Although there is a heart to support the building will collapse, save the people from hanging upside down.

However, the world is unstable and there is no way to seek retribution, what can I do?

How can it be? "

After sighing, Yan Chixia stretched out her hand and folded three feet of green bamboo from the side, pinching the sword in her hand, dancing like a dragon.

Zhuo Ran shouted: "Hongchen is not a long-term stay, it is better to ride a crane and ride the wind!

Abandoning fame and fame is like a cloud, and you are free and immortal! "

For a while, the green leaves were flying, the wind was turning, the lotus platform was frequent, and the green lotus was dragging.

The figures in the courtyard are vertical and horizontal, the sword energy is soaring into the sky, and the blue light is flickering.

"Ugh!"

Ling Qing also sighed when he saw this.

According to Yan Chixia's ability, she should have achieved a lot.

Now living in the rivers and lakes, although it is due to his character, it all explains that today's world has ambitions and difficult to reach.

He asked himself that he didn't have the means to find the right and the left, to build up the sea and the beam, and to distinguish the turbulence.

You can only find a hill to hide like now, self-cultivation and self-discipline.

Seeing that Yan Chixia said that she was relieved, but the bamboo sword in her hand was dancing more and more fiercely, and her indignation was accumulating more and more.

So he flicked the dust in his hand and bullied himself up.

"Brother Yan, how can you be happy when you dance alone, how about having two hands with the poor?"

Speaking of the meaning of the white ape climbing the branch, a circle of dust was whisked in his hand, and the dust wire wheel turned to the bamboo sword in Yan Chixia's hand.

"Good job! Then ask the Taoist priest to taste the swordsmanship of a certain family!"

Yan Chixia's eyes lit up when she heard the words, she shouted loudly, and the bamboo sword in her hand flicked along the Lingqing whisk.

I saw Qingying flashed, and the escaping general came out, and then the sword was slightly retracted, and stabbed sharply, going straight to Lingqing's wrist Shenmen acupoint.

The **** is the air; the door is the door of entry and exit.

Shenmen is the key point of the hand Shaoyin heart meridian. Once the qi and blood are dissipated in the stab, the entire palm is immediately vain and unable to exert any strength.

But this gate of God is not a dead spot, and most people who seek it here are for the purpose of surrendering their weapons.

And if the weapons are lost, the natural outcome will be decided.

It was also Yan Chixia who fought for victory most of the time in the past. Even though she knew it was to learn from each other, she was still subconsciously rushing for a big victory.

"How can you do what you want!"

Ling Qing laughed loudly, twisted his wrists, avoided the sword edge, and re-wrapped the scattered dust threads on the bamboo sword.

Then, when its old power is about to be exhausted and its new power is not yet born, it violently pulls out.

Yan Chixia laughed when she saw it pulling, her feet were a little in the air, she borrowed three points of force out of thin air, and slammed the bamboo sword forward.

After a little bit of strength, it is necessary to exert force to take it back.

"so what…"

However, as soon as he exerted his strength, he felt that the bamboo sword was like a rock, and it couldn't move.

"Can you follow your heart?" A few words have not been uttered.

It stuck in his throat, his face flushed red.

Ling Qing smiled in his heart, how could he be shaken so easily with the power of nine bulls and two tigers.

"Hey~"

Then he exhaled, and the whisk in his hand swung backwards, pulling him with his sword as easily as a reeling silk.

Immediately with a flick, let go of the bamboo sword, and with a sound of breaking the air, a whisk swept towards Yan Chixia's chest and abdomen.

In the crisis of Yan Chixia, she spun her body like a spinning top out of thin air in mid-air, dodging the whisk.

The bamboo sword in his hand hem, like an antelope hanging its horns, like a long rainbow through the sky, stabbed towards Lingqing's eyebrows.

Lingqing squatted like a bear, dodging the sword, his hands like a monkey climbing, Fuchen drew an arc in front of him and wrapped around the bamboo sword.

At the same time, his left foot was wading on the ground like a white crane, and his right foot was like a deer looking forward, kicking Yan Chixia in front of the door.

Yan Chixia shook the bamboo sword in her hand and avoided the whisk.

At the same time, a palm slapped on Lingqing's feet, and with the force of the shock, he floated up again.

Turning his body back, his feet were on the fence of the lotus pond, and he couldn't help shaking his numb palms in admiration.

"The Taoist priest is very physically strong, and a certain family is incomparable.

But let's see how about a certain flying body technique? "

As he said that, he flashed his body and charged at an extremely fast speed, turning into eight figures in the blink of an eye, attacking from all directions.

"Pin Dao happens to have several types of rushing techniques. Brother Yan, please taste it."

After Lingqing finished speaking, he fell down like a tiger going down the mountain.

"howl"

Cracking the sky like a tiger's roar, instantly pulled out an afterimage and rushed towards the figure in front of him.

The five fingers of the left hand pinched the claws to form an imprint, like a white ape offering a fruit, and patted it on his chest.

With a puff, the figure turned into a mirage and dissipated as the figure twisted.

At the same time, a sword edge attacked from the left rear.

Lingqing was like a frightened deer, his legs and feet moved slightly, and his figure dodged.

He twisted his body and twisted his waist, and the whisk in his hand swiped with a hissing sound that swept away the air.

puff~

There was another soft sound, and the figure was scattered.

Before he could make any more movement, he saw a green bamboo sticking to a point in front of his throat.

The sharp sword energy on it made his hair stand on end.

Lingqing was stunned for a moment, he knew that with martial arts alone, he would definitely not be Yan Chixia's opponent.

After all, Sword Immortal is good at killing, and he is a real sword and a real gun, and he is a means of fighting with his life.

Compared with myself, who has no hands-on experience, it is naturally much more powerful.

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"Brother Yan is brilliant!"

Lingqing praised and swept away the bamboo sword in front of him with a flick of the whisk, and then attacked again with a flick.

It's just that this time it's not as fierce as before, it's more like asking for advice.

After all, if you don't ask such a strong and experienced master in martial arts, why are you still waiting for the enemy to teach you?

"The Taoist priest is also extraordinary."

Yan Chixia praised and turned the bamboo sword around, pointing to the flaw in Lingqing's move.

This time, the two no longer care about winning or losing, they just learn from each other.

Tossing and turning, dancing on the lotus pond with light kung fu.

Swords come and go, and use whimsy to fight between flowers and leaves.

At one time, they all gained.