“Huh?”

This statement is heard everywhere, and Xu Wan, the Central Highway, couldn't help but feel sarcastic and said loudly: "What this fellow Taoist said is a bit meaningful. A man of us is just seeking for immortality?"

"It's a pity that there is the suffering of the heavenly tribulation, which makes people feel sad." However, Zen Master Zhifei of Kunlun School muttered softly, and it also resounded throughout the audience, calling out the great masters and masters of this kind of meritorious deeds.

Those who are not in sufficient state will turn into dust after living for a lifetime. Naturally, they envy immortality, but they cannot understand the crises and difficulties, and even think they are complaining without any illness.

This is the case with the so-called "morning bacteria do not know the new and new moons, and mole crickets do not know the spring and autumns."

"If you follow the ordinary, you will be in the same world, and if you are against the immortal, you will be in the same world. If you cannot work hard, you will only be in the middle of it." Shen Yuanjing said disapprovingly: "You big monks always like to say, "All life is suffering." If you can be careful, not seek external things, and be upright, what's the point of suffering?"

Zen Master Zhifei smiled and didn't speak. However, the young master of Yu Longzi Wei was a little angry and said, "You are so unaware of things. My senior brother sighed. Look, you are not empathetic, but you are not in a high level, but your tone is not small. When you see a wellhead, you think you have seen the whole world.

If it weren't for the grand event of the Wutai Sect, and the great day for the fellow Taoist Xiaoyue to establish a sect, I would have to learn the profound swordsman of Chunyang Zhenren."

Shen Yuanjing was not angry and chuckled, "Why can't I fulfill your wishes? You leave a place name. When I get to this point, I'll find a free time to come to ask for advice."

You Longzi sneered and said, "In this way, I will wait for the big carriage in the Lion Cave of Fengying Gorge in Wushan." Several senior brothers advised him not to provoke the enemy, but ignored him.

Zhu Mei shook her head on the high platform next to her and said, "It's because she is not good at having enough roots. Even if she is lucky enough to have Lu Zu's treasure, she still looks frivolous and wasted this inheritance in vain."

Seeing his condescending judgment, Shen Yuanjing felt annoyed in his heart. He smiled and said, "Lu Zuxian is so beautiful and has extraordinary temperament. His inheritance has its own considerations. You are such a short man who can't reach the vine, so why bother to say he is sour?"

If he had just refuted the words of Zen Master, and it was just that his philosophy of practicing Taoism was not consistent, the following sentence is really a heart-wrenching word, and even Bai Guyi next to him was very generous.

Everyone was surprised that he was brave. The two elders of Songshan Mountain were so famous, and they were very famous in a narrow-minded manner. Even the sect such as the Nether Saint Xu Wan and the Poison Dragon Venerable would not dare to make such a sarcasm.

Seeing that he had criticized Kunlun in front of him, Zen Master Xiaoyue was now offending Emei again. He seemed to not want to hang out in the Xuanmen. He felt a move in his heart and sent a message to Xu Feiniang on the side, asking her to come forward to win over her.

At this time, a loud shout came from the field, and Ling Hun said, "Little Red thief, if you fight again and again, you can't decide the winner. It's just a waste of time for people to watch the fun. We will take the last attack, and we will always have to decide the difference.

As the fellow Taoist Chen said, I am a poor ghost, and this flying sword can see through it and there is no other way to win. If you have other means of winning, just use it."

This sound pulled everyone's attention back, but when he saw the bright sword light, he stabbed back to the Qixiang Net, pushing up the black fog. He turned up again, as if he was about to break through the net, and even Shen Yuanjing, who was standing aside, could feel the sharp aura.

Seeing that the Qiqing Net could not block the other party's flying sword, Shang Heyang did not dare to be careless, so he shook the Demon Fire Golden Banner, and a ball of red cloud fell into the black fog, swelling for a few circles, the black turned lighter, the red became thicker, blended and mixed, making it more fierce.

Under this change, the Qihui Net was reinforced, and the flying sword could not rush over. Ling Hun tried three times and was about to take action again. Suddenly, he gave up when he thought about it, he laughed twice, pointed his hand, and the flying sword fell several feet, shining brightly.

As soon as the black fog hits down, the sword light flashes, shuttles across and across, and in the blink of an eye, he hits the fog back again. His swordsmanship is excellent, protecting his whole body without leaking water. No matter how Shang and Yang roars, they can't catch it.

Without Shen Yuanjing's reminder, many people have already seen that Ling Hun is still better at his skills and takes the battle completely to himself. Xiaoyue sighed and said aloud: "Fellow Daoist Ling, King Shang Tian, ​​can you give me a face today and stop here? "

As he spoke, he also released a flying sword, and did not separate it from the two of them. He only slashed in the air and saw a white light passing by for several miles, and the night sky seemed to be torn in two halves.

Ling Hun's heart was stern and said to himself: "I thought this man would lose a lot of homework after breaking out of Emei, but he didn't expect that he would not see him for more than 20 years, but he would be much more powerful. Haha, the ancestor is also a side disciple, but his methods are so wise. It can be seen that God's will never stop people, and there are always capable people in the side disciples."

He pulled the sword back slightly, and Shang Heyang also understood, snorted, put away the two magic weapons, and turned back. This time, he was indeed a bit embarrassed. He was also the authentic Demon Sect, and his magic weapons were even worse, but he could not beat the other party's flying sword.

Fortunately, Zen Master Xiaoyue came to thank him immediately, which made his face look better. After saying a few words, he followed Xu Feiniang to the high platform to drink and soothe his mood.

Ling Hun came to Shen Yuanjing again and said, "Today is really boring. I thought it was a big battle, but I expected that the snake's head and the snake's tail would ask me to come forward and add a little more lively.

Emei was timid first, and only a few people came, and the three immortals of the East China Sea disappeared. For example, Xu Wan, I heard that they were here to suppress the situation, but now they are not going to take action, but they are the ones who laugh the loudest.

Poor monk Xiaoyue was in a dilemma, and it was not a big deal, and it was not a big deal. It was even more difficult for a few stupid people in the sect to be confused about the current situation and he was in a dilemma. Now he was sitting on wax, and he should also understand that it is not easy to be a sect master."

"This game is really boring, but if the future struggle begins, it's enough." Shen Yuanjing smiled slightly, Ling Hun thought about it, nodded in agreement, and saw the other party again, "Besides, who said it's over?"

While talking, everyone was ready to leave, and then Shen Yuanjing said loudly: "That Yin-Yang old dog, come and take your life!"

When everyone turned their heads, they saw the blue light flashing in his hands. When the Yin-Yang Old Man looked, the flying sword shot towards the high platform where he was located like lightning.

Although the Yin-Yang Old Man was ready, he could not have expected that the flying sword was so fast that he had only time to activate the magic weapon and flew a gourd into the air. The gourd's mouth emitted a charming green light and pulled it to the flying sword.

The Green Snake Sword did not change direction and pierced in. The Yin-Yang Old Man smiled and wanted to take back the magic weapon. Suddenly his face changed drastically, and his body turned pink. He pushed the two**s of the Baihua Niang Su Lian and the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox Liu Yan Niang next to him forward.

With this subtle "swish", a green light came out from the bottom of the gourd, and just flashed forward. Before the two witches understood what was going on, they had their heads landed on the ground.
Chapter completed!