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The early morning sun was accompanied by the singing of the birds, and a pair of beauties lingered together all night before opening their eyes in the morning light.

Xuanxuzi stood on Huanqiu Mountain, the highest pavilion, and watched it all night.

Then, she turned around and went into the pavilion of Dongxian Peak, snoring lightly, dreaming three thousand big dreams in broad daylight.

When she got up, it was already noon, and she went to see Xiao Wendao and Nalan Dieyi again, only Nalan Dieyi was left standing on Huanqiu Mountain, and he could no longer be seen clearly.

Xuanxuzi looked at the hickey marks on Nalan Dieyi's pink lips, and didn't know how to persuade her, after all, she never married in her life.

Nalan Dieyi looked down at Xuan Xuzi and asked, "Master, how long will it take for the Nine Great Immortal Mountains to hold the Immortal Sword Fair?"

At this moment, Xuanxuzi couldn't see through the youngest apprentice, Dieyi was not a competitive character, so he asked: "There are still nine months left."

"That's early summer next year."

Xuanxuzi nodded, and Nalan Dieyi raised his clear eyes and said: "I compete with Nalan Chanyi, Master thinks that we can win or lose in a few moves."

Only then did Xuan Xuzi understand that Nalan Dieyi had just eaten "little jealousy", so he said: "Dieyi, master, I have never met the person I love most in my life, and I am the one who loves each other. I don’t understand. If Xiao Wenwen doesn’t have you in his heart, you can just let go and seek the Tao all his life. If he has someone else in his heart, don’t bother himself, just hold the red bean in his heart tightly.”

Suddenly, Nalan Dieyi smiled and said: "I just want to see if Nalan Chanyi is worthy of my husband, and then I must defeat her."

Xuan Xuzi was happy, the young man just put love in his heart, let her go.

Just thinking about defeating in nine months, the proud girl Nalan Chanyi of E Peak in Xiling, among the Nine Great Immortal Mountains, is only her apprentice who dares to think about it.

"Dieyi, from now on, I will only teach you the way of enlightenment and swordsmanship."

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After descending Huanqiu Mountain, Xiao Wendao and the others went straight to Yongxue Pass.

It took five days in a hurry before they walked out of the boundaries of the three great fairy mountains, and saw the hundreds of thousands of mountains stretching for thousands of miles. When they saw the small plain again, all the people smiled, squatted on the ground, I don't want to see the green mountains and green waters anymore.

"There are still a few days before we can leave Yongxue Pass." Xiao asked casually.

I saw Tang Shuishui took out many ready-made delicacies from the Sumeru Ring, and the words "Huanqiu Mountain" were printed on the bowls and chopsticks.

After staying on Huanqiu Mountain for less than a day, this group of "bandits" can be regarded as "cleaning up" the kitchen of the outer sect of Huanqiu Mountain.

"In half a day, we will arrive at Mount Bawang. Mount Bawang is to the west, and we will leave Yongxue Pass in two hundred miles." Lu Zhan replied, and poured a large bowl of "Hunjiu" to the black donkey. General.

"hiss···."

A thousand meters above the sky, hovered a black eagle, the little fox glanced at it, and the eagle flew away.

"call."

Another gust of wind passed by, and the wind in the plain came and went quickly.

But gusts of wind, after all, can't eat a restful meal.

Get up and hurry.

A small hill could be seen clearly from a distance. Halfway along the way, Lu Zhan and Tang Shaoshui picked up a stone and put it behind them.

"Why is that."

Xiao asked because he didn't understand, Tang Shishui said with a smile: "This Eight Kings Mountain is the mausoleum of the sword fairy Li Renwang. Back then, Li Renwang fought with the demon king Ming Xiao of the demon clan. A battle is a battle. Yue, never dies. Later, Mo Zun Ming Xiao, who wanted to return to the Demon Race when he was exhausted, died of exhaustion as soon as he reached Yongxue Pass. Sword Immortal Li Renwang also fell in Yongxue Pass. Later, later generations In order to commemorate this ancestor, a tomb was erected here. It was originally a small mound, but there was an unwritten rule later, but all the descendants of the sword fairy Li Renwang had to pick up a piece of it on the road. Stones, add bricks and tiles to Bawang Mountain."

Sword Immortal Li Renwang, the person who cultivated Taoism in Tianwu, the most respected ancestor, Xiao Wenwen remembered the sword book "Huajian Ji" passed down by Li Renwang that his father gave him, and wanted to pick up a stone to commemorate this ancestors.

"Went, you don't need to pick it up, I picked it up for you." Tang Shuishui said.

Xiao Wenwen was puzzled, Tang Shishui said with a smile: "The Tang Sect and Li Renwang have an unresolvable grievance, if people find out, people from the Tang Sect will be ridiculed if they pay homage to Li Renwang .”

There are grievances and grievances in the rivers and lakes, and the grievances are wiped out with a smile.

But there are some grievances, even if the two laugh for a lifetime, they can't get rid of the grievances.For example, the only thing that was stolen from the tomb of King Li Ren was that it was written by the Tang Sect.

To dig someone's ancestral grave and then go to worship, the Tang Sect still wants "face".

Looking into the eyes, I can only see the three characters "Eight Kings Tomb" engraved on the stone wall of Bawang Mountain.

There is Bawang Mountain in front of it, and the wind stops a little.

Just the three words "Eight Kings Tomb", Xiao Wendao always felt weird and asked: "Since the eight kings mountain is buried with Li Renwang, why is it not the Renwang Tomb, but it must be called the Eight Kings Tomb."

"This can be regarded as a good story. In the name of the Sword Immortal, Li Renwang ruled the three tribes. There is only one friend who can catch the eye, Drunken Sword Immortal Xiao Tingyun, a Sword Immortal, and a Drunken Sword Immortal. Two people who are inseparable from each other , Xiao Tingyun brought wine to sacrifice. Later, it is said that the wind was strong that day. Xiao Tingyun drank wine all day in front of Li Renwang's tomb. Who knew that the wind became more and more violent that day. The sword went straight into the sky. At that time, the wind and the clouds also stopped. The sword fell from the sky again. Xiao Tingyun held the sword as a pen, and wrote on the tombstone of King Li Renwang, three big characters .Maybe it was the Drunken Sword Immortal who drank too much that day, or his best friend died, and felt sad. The characters of Renwang are written in special separation. When people look at it, they are all called the Eight Kings Tomb." Tang passed away. Shui narrated this past story, picked up the wine gourd and took a sip.

Sword Immortal and Drunk Sword Immortal forget each other in life and death.

Xiao Wenwen looked at the words "Bawangfen" and said with a smile, "Maybe it's the sword of the Drunken Sword Immortal, and he didn't hold it tightly."

Tang Shuishui listened to Xiao Wenwen's words, how many times can he laugh aloud in his life, and the past is in vain.

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A tragic song about the past is enough to drink.

Just when Xiao Wenwen and the others were thinking about filling their stomachs, the ground suddenly trembled.

A group of cavalry came from the dust.

When the big flag fluttered with the wind, the dust and sand could not cover the two big characters "Helan" on the flag.

When he was in front of him, He Lan Hanqing walked towards Xiao Wenwen with a burden in his arms.

"Ask."

Helan Hanqing shouted heroically, Xiao Wenwen was also very happy to see Helan Hanqing at this time, and replied: "Brother Hanqing, how could you know we are here?"

"Chirp."

Helan Hanqing whistled, and the eagle he had seen half a day ago circled around in the air again and flew into the sky.

"Today it just doesn't want to fall down for some reason." Helan Hanqing said, took out the bag from his bosom and said, "Your birthday was a few days ago, and I didn't have time to celebrate it with you. A meal. I asked, have you ever eaten a military meal?"

Running thousands of miles just to cook a pot of soup, Xiao Wendao was immediately full of thoughts, and said with a heavy bow, "Thank you, Brother He Lan."

He Lan Hanqing grinned and shouted, "Hurry up and set the pot."

Soldiers who were born in the army were best at digging pits and burying stoves and pots for cooking. After a while, the water in the iron pot boiled.

Helan Hanqing took out the bag with a thief on his face and asked, "Do you know what's in it?"

Curious, Tang Shaoshui poked his head in and said, "Young Master He Lan is also a wonderful person."

Shaking off the burden, I saw only shriveled bones and "meat sausages".

"In Wuqi Mountain this year, we killed those male tigers, including tiger bones, tiger blood, and tiger whips." After Helan Hanqing finished speaking, he immediately put these things into the boiling water.

"My father was envious of these things of mine, but I didn't keep any of them for him." Helan Hanqing said, but his expression darkened.

"How's the battle ahead?" Xiao asked.

"The monster clan is in great chaos, and the people of the monster clan in the war want to run to Tianwu. The prince of the monster clan, Dugu Jingtian, crossed the demon clan and invited the giant beast clan from nowhere. When I was in Tianwu, I heard that the monster clan committed crimes , I saw a monster general of the monster clan squatting in front of Yongxue Pass with a giant iron-skinned beast on his head. The monster was impenetrable with swords and guns, and its body was as tall as the Eight Kings Mountain. The giant stretched out above the clouds and looked down. This time, Dugu Luoheng's position as Demon Emperor may fall into his son's hands." Helan Hanqing said, his eyes still dazed.

Xiao Wenwen listened, not only worried about Dugu Hanhan.

"The Monster Clan has nineteen cities, and the Monster Emperor only controls five cities, and Dugu Jingtian has already occupied six cities, and the remaining eight cities are all waiting and watching. It is not wise for you to go to the Monster Clan now." He Lan History Speak out to persuade.

The hot soup was ready, Xiao Wendao picked up Helan History and boiled a "big tonic soup" for him, which warmed his heart.

"Brother, I agreed to Lonely Hanhan's entrustment, and I will go to Tianjing, the demon clan." Xiao Wen asked what he said in his heart.

With just a few words, Helan Hanqing knew that this was Xiao Wenwen's true temperament, and he had to keep his promise regardless of life or death.

Helan Hanqing patted him on the shoulder and said, "Take care all the way, you just need to remember that there is another person waiting for you at Yongxue Pass."

Xiao Wenwen understands Helan Hanqing's eyes, even if there are thousands of enemies standing behind him, the Snowy Pass will be opened.

In half an hour, the pot of good soup that Helan History had boiled was completely drunk.

Iron horses, golden swords and thousands of pedestrians, just cook a bowl of hot soup for old friends.

Helan Hanqing came in a hurry, and after riding the dust, he could no longer see his appearance clearly.

"Enter the mountain to pay homage to Senior King." Xiao asked, holding the stone and throwing it towards the top of Bawang Mountain.

When he and Lu Zhan entered the cave of Renwang's Tomb, they heard a "croak".

There was only one person, with shabby clothes, sitting in meditation in front of the king's tomb.

There is also a well next to the man, on which are written the words "Gravekeeper".

The two of them wanted to go out of the mountain after worshiping, but the tomb guard opened his eyes and said: "There is a toad at the bottom of the well, and the toad doesn't talk."

Xiao Wenwen listened to this "gath", turned his head and poked his head, and glanced at the well.

Slowly pondering, there is a toad at the bottom of the well, and the toad does not speak, this is a plain old saying.