Sign in to the Heavenly Master Palace, the Downhill Is Invincible

　　 A golden dragon shadow roared and slammed into Yuan Siyuan.

"Humph!"

　　 Yuan Siyuan stayed still, swept the long sword in his hand, and the cyan sword gas turned into thousands of blades, directly cutting the golden dragon into two parts.

　　 Xuan Zang was startled slightly, and said in a low voice: "As expected of the little celestial master of the celestial master's palace, among the same generation, you are the only one who can stop the impoverished monk and the great mighty dragon."

　　 Yuan Siyuan held a long sword, his face was stiff, turned his face, and looked at Xu Cheng who was smiling.

　　 Does this monk regard himself as a little heavenly master?

　　How many catties do you dare to compare with the little heavenly master?

　　 "That's right. The Heavenly Master Palace and Fumo Temple are both sacred places in the world. You have such an ability to not disappoint the poor monks."

　　 Yuan Siyuan grinned, just about to speak, suddenly his complexion changed.

　　 Monk Xuan Zang lifted his fists, already blasting over.

　　 "Pick me another big Weilong Fist——"

　　 Yuan Siyuan handed out the long sword without showing weakness.

　　 "Boom——"

　　……

　　 Xu Cheng quietly raised his hand and locked the surrounding ten-zhang space.

　　 Yuan Siyuan, who was secretly transmitted by Xu Cheng, let go of his hands and feet.

　　 Xuan Zang is worthy of walking in the red of Fumo Temple. With a pair of empty fists, every blow is a Buddha and a dragon, and his power is unmatched.

　　 The two of them fought fiercely in the ten-zhang space, and their aura was soaked into the color of green gold and turned into cloud dust.

　　 This is the first time Yuan Siyuan has encountered a fellow practitioner whose cultivation is comparable to his own.

　　 When outside the territory, most of those demons are stronger than him, and they need everyone to join hands and use the power of the talisman to defeat them.

　　 As for practicing with Xu Cheng, it was an unbearable experience.

　　 At this time, the fight is so enjoyable.

　　 He unfolded the swordsmanship taught by Xu Cheng, and within ten feet, the sky was full of sword shadows.

　　 "Qingyun Thirteen Swords!"

　　 Seeing this sword light, the old man who was supported by Li Yuner exclaimed with excitement on his face.

　　 "Here, this is Qingyun Changhong."

　　 "Thousands of Miles Chasing Cloud Swordsmanship——"

　　……

　　 Seeing the old man with a look of horror and whispering like a bellows, Xu Cheng shook his head and stretched out a pill.

　　The pill fell on Li Yuna's hand, and she hurriedly turned to look at Xu Cheng.

　　 "Detoxify, otherwise your grandpa is about to die." Xu Cheng said.

　　 Li Yuner hurriedly stuffed the pill into Li Mu's mouth.

　　 "Hmm, Baiyun Differentiation Sword Art, that is the Zhenshan swordsmanship of my Qingyun Sword Sect in the legend..."

　　The pill didn't stop the old man's mouth, but he swallowed the pill to make him more suffocated.

　　 Li Yuna, who was supporting him, also had radiance in his eyes. Looking at the sword light, there was a look of admiration on his face.

　　 "Boom——"

　　 Half an hour later, Xuan Zang yelled "Dawei Tianlong" and flew up and slammed his palm.

　　 Yuan Siyuan turned into a sword light, like a flying fairy from the sky, rising into the sky.

　　 The light of the sword and the shadow of the palm strike each other, and the disappearance is invisible.

　　 "Okay, the poor monk remembered you. This is the first time that the palm of my Tathagata has been broken."

　　 "It's the same, it's the first time someone has taken it to me."

　　 Xuan Zang and Yuan Siyuan stood opposite each other, looking at each other and laughing, feeling a lot of acquaintance and hatred.

　　 "Although I admire your swordsmanship, I still can't let go of demons and demons." Xuan Zang folded his hands together, and said lightly.

　　 "I didn't beat you today, I will practice a few more tricks, I will definitely show you a good-looking." Yuan Siyuan put away the sword, his face was full of pride.

　　 He really didn't know that his current strength was actually able to tie with the walking of Fumo Temple Hongchen.

　　 "Li Mu, a shameless descendant of the Qingyun Sword Sect, pay homage to the ancestor——"

　　 At this moment, the old man Li Mu rushed forward, bowed to Yuan Siyuan and bowed.

　　 Patriarch?

　　 Li Yuner, who was standing behind Li Mu, bit her lip, and hurriedly followed to bow down.

　　 Yuan Siyuan was startled, and hurriedly flashed around.

　　 "What does the senior mean? The junior is a disciple of the Heavenly Master Palace."

　　 "Master, you are a disciple of the Celestial Master Palace with the secret swordsmanship of the Qingyun Sword Sect."

　　 Li Mu shook his head, and went to bow down again.

　　 Qingyun Sword Sect secret swordsmanship?

　　 Yuan Siyuan turned to look at Xu Cheng, who was smiling on his side: "Little Heavenly Master, what's going on?"

　　 "I think the predecessors have misunderstood." Xu Cheng smiled and said, "This swordsmanship is inherited from the ancient sect Qingyun Jianzong, and the classics are placed in the library of my Tianshi Palace."

　　 Li Mu was stunned when he heard Xu Cheng's words.

　　 After a long time, he looked at Yuan Siyuan a little sullenly: "You, really are not my Qingyun Sword Sect ancestor?"

　　 "The junior is Yuan Siyuan, a disciple of the Heavenly Master Palace."

　　 Yuan Siyuan clasped his fist and said.

　　 "Are you not the little celestial master of the Heavenly Master Palace?" Xuan Zang looked at Yuan Siyuan in surprise.

　　 In addition to the small heavenly master, there are people whose cultivation base can resist themselves?

　　 Looking at Yuan Siyuan, who was comparable to his own combat power, and then at Xu Cheng, who was smiling and eloquent, Xuan Zang was a little surprised for a while.

　　 "When did I say that I was a little celestial master?" Yuan Siyuan shook his head and said, "This is the little celestial master of my palace."

　　 Xuan Zang turned his head to look at Xu Cheng, and then said for a while: "You are the little heavenly master?"

　　 "I still admire the techniques of Fumo Temple. When I wait, I will come to ask for advice." Xu Cheng said with a smile.

　　 Yuan Siyuan's eyes lit up when he heard Xu Cheng's words.

　　 He looked at Xuan Zang with some sympathy.

　　 As long as the little celestial master wants to discuss with whom, it will hurt your muscles and bones if you are not correct.

　　 "The rumor that the little celestial master of the celestial master's palace is raising demons, but I didn't expect it to be true."

　　 Xuan Zang glanced at Xu Cheng, then at Zi Yi.

　　 There is golden light on him again.

　　 "Master, little celestial master, why don't you go to the hut and sit down for a while and sit down and talk in peace?"

　　 Li Mu hurriedly stepped forward and said.

　　 "Also."

　　 Xuan Zang's attitude changed so fast that Yuan Siyuan on the side was a little stunned.

　　 is worthy of walking in the red dust, the skin is really not so thick.

　　 The furnishings in the hut are simple and simple, but there is a spiritual seat of the ancestor of the Qingyun Sword Sect.

　　 "Little Celestial Master, you said that Yuan Shaoxia's swordsmanship was passed down by the ancient Qingyun Sword Sect. Is it spread in the Celestial Palace?"

　　 Waiting for everyone to sit down, Li Mu, who was in serious injury, asked in a low voice.

　　 "Yes, my Heavenly Master Palace had a good relationship with Qingyun Sword Sect back then. Qingyun Sword Sect Sword Master Mu Qingyun once visited the Heavenly Master Palace and left the inheritance."

　　 Xu Cheng casually began to fabricate the story.

　　 Qingyun Sword Sect Sword Master Mu Qingyun?

　　 Li Mu and Li Yuner behind him were a little surprised.

　　 "But the Mu Jianzhu who broke the river with one sword?"

　　 Xuan Zang, who was sitting aside, said.

　　 One sword breaks the river?

　　 Li Mu was at a loss.

　　 "Hehe, there is a story here, let me tell it slowly." Xu Cheng gave a light cough and smiled and told the old story of Qingyun Jianzong that he had seen in the classics.

　　 During the Shangguan period, Yujian, a disciple of the Qingyun Sword Sect, volleyed in the air, using the sword to kill the devil.

　　 Qingyun Sword Master slashed open the river, beheading the monsters in the realm of Martial Saint.

　　The sword repairs the big formation to eliminate demons, the mountains and rivers are broken, and the world is full of swords.

　　……

　　 Lee Yuna's blood boiled over hearing it, and countless senior Feijian Lingyun appeared before her eyes.

　　 Xuan Zang looked at Xu Cheng strangely.

　　 How come this story is a bit illusory?

　　 I never heard that the Azure Cloud Sword Sect is so powerful...

　　 "Hey, I wish I could restore the glory of the ancestors of the Azure Cloud Sword Sect..."

　　 Li Mu sighed sadly, looking lonely.

　　 Xu Cheng smiled and turned his head to look at Li Yuner on the side: "I think Miss Li has a good root and is a material for swordsmanship. It is not impossible to restore the glory of Qingyun Jianzong."

　　 "The little heavenly master doesn't know that my Qingyun Sword Sect is now torn apart, and the classics are scattered, why don't you pay for it—" Li Mu said here, suddenly he paused, and raised his eyes to smile at Xu Cheng.

　　 "Hurry up, Yoona, kowtow to the little heavenly master and let him accept you as a disciple!"

　　……

　　 Xu Cheng didn't have the thought of accepting disciples.

　　He selected some suitable ones from the "Sword Technique of Qingyun Lingxiao" he had just obtained, and passed them to Yuan Siyuan, and then let Yuan Siyuan stay on this Qingyun Island for a while, and handed some of the inheritance of Qingyun Sword Sect to Li Yuner.

　　 As for Xu Cheng himself, he took Zi Yi, followed that map and looked for the old site of the ancient sect.

　　 "Monk Xuan Zang, why are you following us?"

　　 Looking at Xuan Zang behind him, Xu Cheng was puzzled.

　　 "The poor monk wants to cast down demons and exorcise demons." Xuan Zang looked at Zi Yi, folded his hands together, and declared the Buddha's name low.

　　 Xu Chengbai glanced at him, too lazy to pay attention to him, turned around and left.

　　 Xuan Zang folded his hands together, followed behind them, and Ling Bo stepped onto the waves.

　　——————

　　 Ancient Qin Land.

　　 Zihe chased after the fire demon and kept intrusive, making him tireless.

　　 But as the fire demon took time to kill a demon wolf and got a fiery red crystal, the situation began to change.

　　 The strength of this fire demon suddenly increased, and Zihe could only deal with it if he tried his best.

　　 But Ji Chongxuan, the prince of Great Chu, had returned from the ancient Qin Mausoleum, but did not help Zihe hunt down the fire demon, but went straight back to the imperial city.

　　 After all, the marriage between the Emperor of Chu and the Holy Lord of the Southern Wilderness is approaching ~www.NovelMTL.com~ The return of the prince is also reasonable.

　　 just left a group of generals with Zihe to deal with the fire demon, a little stretched.

　　 When the eldest prince Ji Chongxuan returned to the imperial city, Human Emperor Ji Wujiang had already taken the welcoming team to the southern wilderness.

　　 Ji Chongxuan went straight into the imperial city and came to the place where the imperial guard was stationed.

　　 "The Great Prince."

　　 The guard on duty at the door hurriedly bowed.

　　 "Where is the silent emperor?"

　　 Ji Chongxuan said lightly.

　　 "The leader is here, and the subordinates will report it."

　　 As soon as the dark guard was about to report to him, Ji Chongxuan waved his hand and said, "This prince is going to find the emperor himself."

　　He paced slowly, and after a while, he came to a slightly dim courtyard.

　　 "Chong Xuan?"

　　 "The matter of the ancient Qin land has been solved? What did the Taoist people in Zihe say? What exactly is the fire demon?"

　　 An old man wearing a dark brocade robe saw Ji Chongxuan's arrival and stood up and asked.

　　 Ji Shigegen looked left and right.

　　 The old man waved his hand, and several figures flew out of the door.

　　 "Is that fire demon a drought?" the old man asked in a low voice.

　　 Ji Zhongxuan chuckled lightly: "Do you want to know?"

　　 The old man was startled.

　　 Ji Chongxuan's tone is a bit wrong.

　　 He raised his head and looked at Ji Chongxuan.

　　 "To cultivate my Da Qin puppet art, I know that there are twelve countermeasures..."

　　 Ji Chongxuan's words changed the look of the old man.

　　 Before he could move, Ji Chongxuan let out a cold snort.

　　 The old man only felt that there was a "buzz" in his head, and the whole person was already there.

　　 After a cup of tea, the door of the small courtyard opened and Ji Chongxuan left with a smile on his face.

　　 The old man stood behind and bowed to send him off.