The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 36: 3 million sword immortals in the sky, I met me with a Northern Liangdao

When the group of white-robed men and women who looked like immortals rushed toward Linhu Villa, there was a young handsome man standing in the pavilion of Crouching Tiger Mountain, with a famous sword from Longyan incense burner on his waist, inscribed with ancient seals without roots and Tianshui IV Character. He happened to see the scene of a white butterfly splashing on the lake. He clenched his fists, he was full of sullen arrogance, and his anger was frightened. Everyone says that there was a fairy family in ancient times, and that it was super dusty, and when the meal was in seclusion, there was no contending with the world. As long as the world is present, it is to breathe for **** and call for thunder. The young man in the condescending pavilion alone, as the young master of Youyan Mountain Villa, has a very high vision. Naturally, he will not mistake the group of people in white for the immortals. In the Spring and Autumn Period, the young man who split the North and South factions is just a trainer. Headed by the Tianjian, and north of the Guangling River, they were all reduced to imperial lackeys. They were diligent and conscientious to watch for the emperor of the Zhao family, which was criticized for a long time. The south is relatively shattered and chaotic. With the respect of the Guanyin Sect of the White Bottle in the South China Sea, it lives on isolated islands overseas and lives in the world.

These dozens of Qi Practitioners, led by a Qi Practitioner, are undoubtedly immortal people born in the world. The reason why I was so invigorated and moved the crowd to leave the South China Sea and re-enter the rivers and lakes is the talisman sword cast in the concealment of the Longyan incense burner. He was shocked as a heavenly man, and countless knights and talents paid homage to him. If it hadn't been beaten and cried back by that generation of sword **** Li Chungang, there might be more fairy tales that have been circulated to this day. The old owner of Youyan Mountain Villa was one of the admirers at that time. Today’s Zhuang advocates that Dongling inherits his father’s wish and hires a boat to visit immortals. After a century-old tornado, he trains a woman of the Guanyin Sect. Saved, by coincidence, love each other, eloped back to the villa, 25 years ago, a Qi practitioner of the Guanyin Sect quietly killed the woman and asked the woman to commit suicide. The lover Zhang Dongling did not hesitate to seal off the cast that has been passed down from generation to generation. Sword Furnace, promised to only cast eighty-one rune swords for the Guanyin Sect in exchange for his wife’s life. If he fails to make a sword in the future, he can die with his wife. It is not easy to make a sword. It is a high-quality rune sword needed by a Qishi. It’s even more difficult. Twenty-five years later, with only 36 rune swords cast, Youyan Villa is crumbling, and it is almost bankrupt. Shaozhuang advocates Chunlin's response to these Nanhai Qiqi practitioners who are demanding debts. Can you hate it? Do you really want him to watch the death of his parents?

A pair of men and women who are nearly fifty but not very old slowly climb the mountain. The men have rough looks, are born with leopard heads and eyes, have the evil look of brave and brave men, but their expressions are calm, holding hands into the pavilion, occasionally looking sideways To his wife, there is full of iron man tenderness in the rough and fine. The woman and her son Zhang Chunlin have seven or eight similar appearances, simple and elegant clothes, dignified and beautiful, facing the imminent death, not afraid of death, but full of silent guilt. Entering the pavilion together, Zhang Chunlin gritted his teeth, with red eyes, and rolled his head angrily. The woman walked to get her son's top grade Liaodong fox fur, and said softly: "It's a bad mother. It delayed your father not to say it, and it also harmed the ancestral business of the mountain village."

Youyan Mountain Villa advocated that Dongling stared slightly and said: "What do you say about this, what delays the harm, you talk nonsense. Zhang Dongling can find you such a good wife, it is already smoked from the ancestral grave, and there is still a little bit of complaint. , But it's going to be struck by lightning."

Although Zhang Chunlin is polite and polite in dealing with people and things, he and his parents don’t need to wear a gentle mask. He looks at his father Zhang Dongling with moist eyes. My dear can't protect me!"

Zhang Dongling was speechless, and didn't think she was going to pretend to be a heroic man in front of her son, but she gave a hmm.

The woman's face was a little cold, and she reprimanded in a deep voice: "Chunlin, don't say that to your father!"

Zhang Chunlin looked down at his hands, choked up and said: "Actually, I blame me, I can't protect my parents. I am a scammer, and my hands are still shaking at the moment, holding an unstable sword, let alone daring to deal with them. People draw their swords."

Zhang Dongling smiled gently, with kind eyes, and touched her son's head, "If there is a father, he should be the first to carry it when the sky falls. Chunlin, we are from the rivers and lakes, especially swordsman, It is impossible for everyone to be a master of the first rank, let alone hope for a sword fairy. It is enough not to do bad things, and you are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Hey, these free and easy overseas trainers can be regarded as the so-called gods on the rivers and lakes, and they are knocked on the door by the gods. To collect debts, your mother and I are not wronged. Although you have been in the championship for a few years, you don’t need to blame yourself too much. Don’t just think about revenge. My parents have earned money for more than 20 years. I have earned my grandmother’s home. If you live on the horns after your parents are gone, your parents will be uneasy underneath. My dad is a rough man. In this life, I will only use iron and cast swords, and I have not taught you anything to behave. Reason, I can’t say a good word, but there is one thing you have to keep in mind. There are too many things in the world that are powerless, and you can’t suffocate yourself to death. That is really wasteful reincarnation."

In this life, Zhang Chunlin raised his head, his teary eyes blurred, "Father, I am really unwilling."

Zhang Dongling, who seldom puts on a daddy to his son, said calmly: "If you are not reconciled, you must live."

The woman moved her cuffs to wipe away her son’s tears. She turned her head to look at the Dinoman who was fishing in a small boat on the lake. She didn’t want the father and son to sink into deep pain. She changed the subject and frowned and asked: "Who is that strange character?"

Zhang Dongling grinned and said: "The road was blocked by the heavy snow, and the group of guests who came to Zhuangzi to borrow the hotel, listening to Zhang Han said that it is not tacky. With his eyesight, he couldn't even see the height of his skills. , I’m definitely going to make friends, and I will inevitably be preached by you at that time. I, it’s this kind of dog that can’t change the stubborn temper of eating shit. I have suffered you these years. There’s a saying that doesn’t mean that a clever woman can’t cook without rice. What about you, my wife."

The woman forced a smile, shook her head lightly, and then held his and son's hands.

Zhang Dongling exhaled, "You and I will go down the mountain. If you accidentally cause a conflict between the guest and the Guanyin Sect, your conscience is distressed. Chunlin, don't show up, and your parents will welcome the guests for the last time. You are in charge."

Zhang Chunlin clenched the ancient sword in one hand, his eyes resolutely said: "I will go down the mountain together!"

When Zhang Dongling was embarrassed, she caught a glimpse of the movement of the lake from the corner of her eyes, and gave a cry of surprise, then her eyes widened and she was shocked.

The white-clothed air trainer dipped on the lake, and the wind and snow naturally fell a few feet away from their bodies. For the first time, the Xian’s house was close to Youyan Mountain Villa less than 30 meters away. Before a young woman air trainer stepped on the water and jumped over the boat, I glanced down at the indifferent man, sitting cross-legged, draped in a thick fur coat, and a hat on his head. Two strands of white hair of an ordinary age hang softly from the sideburns. I saw the fisherman's face at a glance. He was very young, with a worldly perspective. Regarding, the skin bag is so outstanding that after jumping over the boat without wearing shoes and socks, she still glanced back, just thinking that this guy is not scared, or is indulging in fishing on the lake, and really hasn’t seen anything. ?

Xu Fengnian, sitting lonely above the cold river, has been holding his breath, turning a blind eye to the white-clothed trainers who are walking on the lake. Even if they are "stepped on" under their feet, they never have the slightest movement, and even deliberately whet their appetites. And the eager femininity concealed, a piece of Xu Fengnian just borrowing to stay in Youyan Mountain Villa halfway, not wanting to be troublesome, in case these fairies in the eyes of the world are guests who need to sweep the couch, Xu Fengnian does not feel greedy Xu Ying Killing is the way to be a guest. Secondly, Xu Fengnian was only hostile to the Qintian Supervisor in the capital city. The Qi-trainers in the south had no grievances with him. Meeting him was a fate, so he should be watching the immortals and enjoying the scenery together.

It's just that when Xu Fengnian felt the murderous intent of this group of white-clothed immortals revealing a trace of inconsistent identity, he stopped blindly hiding, took off the hat, and a flat boat retreated quickly like an arrow, drawing a wonderful ripple on the lake.

In an instant, the boat stopped abruptly at twenty feet out of the lake, which happened to block the foothold of the leading Qi-training master.

The withered face of the white-clothed old woman frowned slightly, her figure came to a halt, and fell on the lake with the heavy snow next to her. A dozen relatively young immortals stopped behind her one after another.

This group of air trainers stepped on the surface of the lake, motionless, like a white butterfly on a mirror surface.

I don’t know who is the first to see this mysterious scene in the lakeside courtyard of Youyan Mountain Villa. After a few surprises, he walked out of the courtyard in a short time and stopped to watch. There are also distant friends of the owner "Tuogu".

Xu Fengnian said flatly: "It's Youyan's guest. I welcome you very much. If you are provoking, you should sit down and talk slowly, and say it well. By the way, since you can stand on the lake and pretend to be immortals, you must be able to do it. Bad, won’t it be cold even if you sit down?"

The withered old woman furrowed her brows tighter, and most of the air trainers around her were also unhappy, but at the end the barefooted woman in white gave a chuckle.

A fairy in white clothes who is about 30 years old quietly turned his head and gave a helpless look. The latter quickly squatted his face, but it was a pity that a pair of long, smiling Qiu Shui eyes revealed the secret.

Sixteen people all carry one or several rune swords of varying lengths, or peach wood swords handed down from the ancient records of immortals, or bronze ancient swords with a thousand years of age, which are "new". Sword, that is also calculated by Jiazi.

According to legend, there is a unique method of practicing Qishi monasticism, specializing in collecting sky thunders from the sky above the blessed land, and using secret techniques to make thunder beads. Under a single throw, they are powerful, really like thundering on the ground. Or the first wisp of morning glow reflected the East China Sea and was collected in the mirror of the talisman. Under a single shot, the evil and the filth—everything was vanished in ashes. There is also a magical saying that the masterless souls are used to enter the underworld to accumulate yin and virtue. In short, the mysterious methods of wise training of Qi are endless, and ordinary people will only feel incredible, and they will sincerely respect like gods, as if they are acting for the sky. Fairy house. In fact, Qi practitioners come from ancient alchemists, and are somewhat similar to Taoist alchemists, except that the small path of Qi practitioners goes narrower and farther.

A young man trainer said coldly: "Get out of the way!"

Xu Fengnian has always been a rogue temperament who doesn't eat hard and soft. He smiled and said, "Ask me."

Then lightly patted the Beiliang knife on the waist, "Ask about my knife again."

Although the old woman is one of the few top qi practitioners in the world, she did not blindly dominate others and said indifferently: "Go to Youyan Mountain Villa, just take the sword according to the appointment. Young people, willing to draw swords to help people in need is a good thing, but also Be reasonable."

Xu Fengnian stood up and patted the snow on the shoulders of her clothes. "A senior I know once got a good sword from Youyan Mountain Villa. Still the same sentence, ask me, ask me the knife."

The previous cold-spoken man-trainer did not hide his anger.

The husband was furious, blood splattered five steps, and the head grabbed the ground. The wrath of the emperor, a million corpses, bleed for thousands of miles.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the immortal family's anger is lighter than the emperor's anger?

People in the world know that gods are good, that is, they know that the immortal family is superior, and they will not lose to the emperors and generals at all.

The trainer didn't hide his heart~IndoMTL.com~ was full of anger, and the squally snow drifted around him.

He laughed furiously, and laughed loudly: "Boldly stand up, do you want to sit on the floor with me and discuss the truth? Okay, then I'll give you a seat!"

The white fairy family really sat down.

Suddenly a mountain fills the sea.

Except for the old lady, the rest of the air trainers all raised their toes a few feet away from the lake.

The surface of the lake is shaking, and the momentum is terrifying.

What made this person very embarrassed was that the lake near him was shaking violently, and that small boat seemed to be out of the lake on the shore, still standing still!

Xu Fengnian didn't use harsh words to sarcasm the self-defeating gas trainer, but squinted his eyes and looked up at the heavy snow of goose feathers, and said to himself: "An old sword-eater said a word that made me yearn for It’s very much. There are three million sword immortals in the sky, and you have to lower your eyebrows when you meet me. It’s really suitable."

Xu Fengnian regained his gaze and took off his clothes. He squinted and said, "Come on, ask me first before I am qualified to ask about the Beiliangdao on my waist."