Immortal Emperor’s Self-cultivation

　　 Aojian Fairy Gate, Flame Peak.

　　 Zhu Yan Jianzun and Aoba Jianzun are sitting opposite each other.

　　They are the only two women among the five inner elders of Aojian Immortal Gate.

　　 One wears red soft armor, graceful and sexy, and tolerant is big, the other wears a blue dress, elegant and pure.

　　Different temperament, but equally outstanding!

　　 However, what the two of them did at this time would definitely surprise other disciples.

"big big big!"

　　 Zhu Yan Jianzun stared at Aoba Jianzun with beautiful eyes.

　　 The latter's slender jade man clasped a dice cup impressively, made of special materials, to isolate his spiritual thoughts.

　　 Qingye Jianzun has a smile on his face, the bright medium, elegant and gentle.

　　 "Sister, you have lost more than 30 consecutive games, I think you should just forget it!"

　　 Zhu Yan Jianzun hummed: "Junior sister, let's go! I will definitely win this one!"

　　 Qingye Jianzun chuckled helplessly and revealed the dice sect.

　　 One, two, four, seven o'clock!

　　 Qingye Jianzun calmly said: "Counting this one, the senior sister already owes me 14,285 spirit stones."

　　 "It's okay, I owe it!"

　　 Zhu Yan Jianzun waved his hand: "Go on, don't stop!"

　　 Qingye Jianzun: "..."

　　 Suddenly, a feeling of palpitation appeared in the hearts of Jianzun Zhu Yan and Jianzun Qingye at the same time.

　　 What a strong sense of oppression!

　　 The two sword masters frowned and appeared at the top of the Flame Peak at the same time.

　　 They looked west, but they saw a terrible kendo vision in the sky hundreds of miles away.

　　 That is a Yangtze River!

　　 The whole body is formed by the sword intent of Haoran, the Yangtze River in sword intent!

　　 Even though they are hundreds of miles apart, Jianzun Zhu Yan and Jianzun Aoba can still feel the pressure.

　　 That is their sword intent, trembling in front of this sword intent, like a rabbit meeting a tiger, fearing from the heart.

　　 Zhu Yan Jianzun's face was pale: "This is the sword intent of Haoran!"

　　 Qingye Jianzun nodded: "At least 8th rank or above, maybe even 9th rank!"

　　 "Why such a strong person suddenly appeared in the territory of this door?"

　　 Zhu Yan Jianzun calmly said, "Could it be a senior?"

　　 Qingye Jianzun thought for a while, shook his head and said: "Although the big brother also cultivates my sword art, his major is Changhe Jianyi."

　　 "Moreover, even if the Yangwu Sword Art is cultivated to the state of transformation, it is impossible to condense such a terrifying vision!"

　　 "This mysterious being doesn't know his enemies or friends, so it's better not to provoke him recklessly."

　　Zhu Yan Jianzun nodded: "That's OK, continue to gamble!"

　　 Qingye Jianzun: "???"

　　...

　　Somewhere in a barren mountain, a couple is running fast.

　　 They were stained with blood, they were not dry yet, and apparently they had just experienced a fierce battle.

　　 The woman held a little fox in her arms.

　　 Its fur is as white as snow, and it looks very cute.

　　 "Husband, they have a way to trace the bloodline, I can't escape."

　　 The woman suddenly stopped and sent the little fox to the man's arms: "You take Xue'er away and go to the vicinity of the holy city of the human race, where they dare not make an announcement."

　　 After that, the woman looked at the man and the little fox reluctantly, then turned and turned into a silver fox and jumped into the jungle.

　　 "Madam!"

　　 The man looked at the woman's leaving back, his eyes full of sadness.

　　 Suddenly, his body trembled.

　　 The man looked hundreds of miles away, where there was a thousand-zhang sword intent, and a mighty river emerged.

　　 The awe-inspiring meaning made the man tremble all over.

　　 He couldn't even maintain the transforming technique, and turned into a gray-white tall wild dog in the whimper.

　　 "Wow, barking!-good, so strong sword intent!"

　　 The dog monster had the little silver fox in his mouth, and his eyes were full of fear. The kendo aura made his dog tremble.

　　 For a long time, the dog monster's eyes showed a decisive look.

　　 It carried the little silver fox, and flew towards the direction of the Jianyi Yangtze River!

　　...

　　 The southernmost part of the Eastern Desolation, the absolute peak.

　　 This is the dividing line between the Eastern Wilderness and Southern Xinjiang. A huge mountain range of one hundred thousand feet high runs across the Eastern Wilderness and Southern Xinjiang.

　　 The mountain range is cut off in the middle, leaving behind a huge canyon.

　　 If you want to go from the Eastern Wilderness to Southern Xinjiang, or from Southern Xinjiang into the Eastern Wilderness, this canyon is the closest and most convenient passage.

On 　　 Juetian Peak, there is a pavilion, and a person is sitting in the pavilion.

　　 This is a middle-aged swordsman, wearing a white gown with a long sword on his back, and he is motionless.

　　 No one knows how long he has been sitting cross-legged here.

　　 But what is certain is that time will never be short, otherwise there will not be so much dust on his body and sword.

　　 Even the white clothes seem to be gray clothes.

　　锵~

　　 Suddenly, the long sword behind the middle-aged swordsman trembled.

　　From this Yangtze River, the emotions of ‘happy’, ‘excited’ and ‘jumping’ were revealed, and even directly shot out of the sheath.

　　 "Haoran sword intent?"

　　 The middle-aged man opened his eyes suddenly, and the dust on his body disappeared instantly.

　　 He slowly stood up and looked at the distant horizon: "This direction should be within the range of Aojian Immortal Gate."

　　 "Nine-Rank Haoran Jianyi, brother, are you back?"

　　 The middle-aged man reached out his hand to hold the magic sword and put it back into the scabbard: "I miss you very much."

　　 With a sigh, a light breeze blows.

　　 The figure of the middle-aged man disappeared in no time.

　　...

　　 Proud sword fairy gate, Hanhai peak.

　　 Under the guidance of Elder Yan, Chu Xiaolian has a preliminary comprehension of the "Sword Art of Forgetting Love".

　　 Of course, I just remember the mantra and sword moves.

　　 As for whether or not to practice this sword tactic, in fact, Chu Xiao was still quite entangled in practice.

　　 After all, the method Yan Lao said is really unreliable.

　　What kind of exercises do you need to let people go to the brothel and find beautiful girls to seduce yourself crazy?

　　 The most important thing is that you have to hold back, not hard!

　　 Save the laws of nature and destroy the desires of others!

　　 This training method is completely anti-human!

　　 What kind of excitement did the Holy Lord experience back then?

　　 can I create such a perverted swordsmanship?

　　 "Practice or not to practice!"

　　Chu Xiaolian was tangled, and the figure of Elder Yan beside him suddenly appeared: "How is it possible!"

　　 Since his appearance, Elder Yan has always been very calm in the eyes of Chu Xiaolian, UU reading www.uukanshu. com is rarely surprised.

　　 Now, it looks quite horrified!

　　Chu Xiaolian looked curiously in the direction of Yan Lao's gaze, but saw a thousand-foot-long vision suddenly appeared in the sky hundreds of miles away.

　　 That is the mighty Yangtze River with sword intent, and it contains an incomparably vast, majestic, and masculine atmosphere.

　　 people, can't help but want to worship!

　　 Although the vision lasted for a few breaths, it disappeared completely.

　　 But the magnificent and shocking picture was deeply impressed in Chu Xiaolian's heart.

　　Chu Xiao Lian swallowed, "What is that?"

　　 Old Yan's eyes burned: "Haoran sword intent, not weaker than the nine-rank Haoran sword intent of the old man in his heyday!"

　　Chu Xiao practiced his body to be powerful: "Is this the power of Haoran's sword intent?"

　　 Sure enough, it is so strong that it makes people tremble!

　　Old Yan Yan's expression is complicated: "What you should pay attention to is the direction of Jianyi."

　　 direction?

　　Chu Xiaolian was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly his pupils shrank: "Is it the big brother in that direction?"

　　 Old Yan's eyes burned: "Your big brother, it's more difficult than we thought!"

　　Chu Xiaolian muttered to herself: "Could it be that this awe-inspiring sword intent..."

　　 Old Yan nodded: "The master of this awe-inspiring sword will never be weaker than the old man in his heyday."

　　 "Obviously, behind Li Hanguang's kid, there must be a mysterious swordsman who cultivates awe-inspiring sword intent."

　　 "That mighty Juggernaut may be his real teacher!"

　　...

　　 After listening to Elder Yan's conclusion, Chu Xiaolian was completely dumbfounded.

　　 He originally thought that compared with the big brother, he still had at least more teachings by his grandfather.

　　 Now you tell me, there is also a grandfather behind the big brother?

　　 Chumou, the mentality has exploded!