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Listening to Taoist Baiyin stuffing candied lotus root in his mouth, he slurred the words "Ninth in the World".

Xiao Wenwen asked aloud, "Who is Bajia in the world that day?"

Little Daoist Baiyin swallowed the candied lotus root with puffy cheeks, and said, "You haven't heard of the Eight Wonders of the World."

"Let's listen to it." Xiao asked and murmured.

"The sky of swords does not know the height of the blue sky, and the coldness of the moon is cut off by a little bit of the universe. The gods wake up to hold Taiyi Mountain, and lie drunk in the sky and ride the blue ape. The yellow sand asks the way of heaven in a hundred battles, and the sky is on the dark snow mountain. Neon clothes." Taoist Baiyin said, filling his mouth with candied lotus root again.

"What's the answer?" Xiao asked in a low voice.

I saw little Taoist Master Baiyin pointing at "Ge Erdan", whimpering "hum hum", there was no room for anything in his mouth.

"You don't know what the world knows." Peng Erdan continued: "Tianjian Pavilion is headed from the sky, followed by Cangyue of Qiankun Pavilion, Tianyi God of Taiyi Mountain, Tianhaiyao, the drunkard of Tiandong, and the questioner of the world. Tian Yu, Zuo Lie Buddha on the dark snow mountain, worshiping the Moon Dao Patriarch Su Tuo, and finally the Nishang Sword practiced by a generation of female pride Chi."

After Peng Moshan spoke hastily, Xiao Wenwen remembered these eight people clearly and thought about them.

"Where does the number nine in the world come from?" Xiao asked and pondered.

"I don't know, he is the first person to understand the stele in the Jiange of Junlin. However, he will really be the ninth person in the world." Peng Moshan said.

"Why?" Xiao asked.

"One sword broke the Jade Lin Sword of the Jiange Pavilion Master, and half-stepped into the Xingzi Jiange. The remaining eight people have never entered the Junlin Jiange, but they will definitely not be able to beat his understanding." Peng Moshan said firmly.

"The Baidi of Baidi City is considered to be a high-ranking person in the Ten Thousand Seas." Xiao Wenwen asked with a frown.

"Uh... Mo Liu." Peng Moshan said.

"Moliu is Moliu, the half of the sword stele that my father stole has not yet been fully detailed, and his comprehension is really poor." Bai Xingjun spoke bluntly, trying not to give Baidi face.

"Where's Taoist Wugou of Jianxu?" Xiao Wenwen continued to ask, not knowing what he was thinking.

"It's also the last one." Peng Moshan said bluntly.

Xiao Wen raised the corner of his mouth, and he knew the eight people in his heart.It seems that the boundaries of the three clans in Kyushu are really looking at the sky like a toad.

All of a sudden, a golden bell rang loudly, resounding at the foot of Doucang Mountain.

"The pavilion master has left the customs." Peng Moshan said.

On the dojo of Junlin Jiange, I saw a young Taoist wearing a light purple Taoist robe, with a broad sword behind his back, looking at the crowd from three feet in the air.

"Your sword is not vulgar, and you are not vulgar, but your appearance is a bit vulgar." The young Taoist opened his mouth and began to play tricks.

"Your sword is vulgar, and people are also vulgar, but the appearance is even more vulgar." Xiao asked casually.

"You were the one who broke Mo Shan's sword." The young Taoist asked again.

"If you see one sword, it is one sword. If you see ten swords, it is ten swords. Swords cannot touch the heart, and the heart does not hide dirt. How many swords have you seen." Xiao Wen asked rhetorically.

"Hmph, I haven't seen a single sword." The young Taoist said.

"Why are you blind at such a young age?" Xiao asked lightly teasing.

"It's a pity that my heart is also blind." The young Taoist said aloud.

"Heart medicine is difficult to cure heart disease, so the heart blind dug out that heart and replaced it." Xiao asked.

"If you dig out that heart, you will die. If I can't die, I can't dig out my heart." The young Taoist said softly.

"Oh, blind and blind, what's the use of mind." Xiao asked and continued to ask.

"Live..." The young Taoist murmured.

The west wind was faint, Xi Feng was faint, Hong Feng was speechless, but the two looked at each other.

"Please enter the Jiange." The young Taoist waved his hand and said.

Xiao Wenwen took a half-foot step, followed by Nalan Chanyi and Bai Xingjun, and the rest stayed outside the Jiange.

"Hey, why did it have to be so obscure. Listening... I'm hungry after listening to it." Miss Mu'er said softly.

"I didn't expect that the pavilion master came out of the customs for him... they entered the Jiange Pavilion." Peng Moshan said aloud.

"What's wrong...it's a pity that there is no one to bet with you." Little Taoist Baiyin said, swallowed the last bite of candied lotus root, turned his back and carried the sparse broom, and continued to sweep the fallen leaves.

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Inside the Jiange Pavilion, as far as the eye can see, there are all black stone tablets with weird patterns on them.

In this "wonderful" sword pavilion, there are no less than a thousand people who have realized the Tao.They were all sitting cross-legged in front of the sword stele, Baopu was in the Yuan Mansion, devoting themselves to enlightenment.

"Please..." The Pavilion Master of Jiange waved his hand and asked a group of people to go to a pavilion of Jiange.

Sparse wood thatched cottage, an ordinary thatched cottage.Inside the house, there are several quilts, which are clean and bright.

"Understanding the Tao in a humble room, you will know how to be safe." Jiange Pavilion Master said.

"How many days can this last?" Bai Xingjun asked.

"If you want to stay for a few days, you will stay for a few days. The door of the Jiange is there. Stay, please go, please go. Just remember, this Jiange can only be entered once in a lifetime, remember." Jiange Pavilion Master said indifferently, Then he went out of Jiange.

After entering the hut, Nalan Chanyi tidied up.I only heard Xiao Wenwen say, "It won't be long."

Nalan Chanyi smiled lightly, still fetched a basin of clear water to clean the windows in the thatched hut, then put down the rag in his hand, and let out a long breath.

"How... how to sleep tonight." Nalan Chanyi looked at the bed in the thatched hut, frowning slightly.

"Don't worry, you're sleeping in the room..." Xiao asked and glanced at Bai Xingjun.

"You should be... you should be." Although Bai Xingjun looks like a child, he understands the ways of the world.

"This house is not yours alone, but you have come to be humble." Suddenly a person outside the wooden house said.

Looking into the eyes, I saw a young Taoist wearing a pale white Taoist robe, which was covered with dirt.Holding a sickle in his hand, he also carried a bamboo basket.

"Going down to Shenjun Mountain, Song Dai." The man cupped his hands and said.

"Just now, what did you mean by what you said?" Xiao asked and pondered.

"This wooden hut is not a place for all of you to live alone, it should be..."As Song Dai said, pinching his fingers, he didn't know what he was calculating.

Suddenly, Song Dai thought of something and said, "It should be eight people in one hut."

"Then...there is a dormitory for girls." Nalan Chanyi asked.

"Heh, you can rest assured. In this Jiange, no one will do anything." Song Dai said, putting the bamboo basket in his hand under his body.

He took out a few bamboo shoots, washed and peeled them without lifting his head.

Xiao Wenwen took a look at Song Dai, and said, "What's the matter, does Jiange have to cook by himself?"

"Of course, if you don't, you still want to be a dandy. When you realize the Dao, you will understand the most bitter way of swordsmanship." Song Dai said, and then peeled off the bamboo shoots.

"Hmph, it looks like suffering, but it's fake suffering." Xiao Wenwen pondered, and stepped out of the wooden hut.

Listening to Xiao Wenwen's words, Song Dai raised his eyes slightly, but still didn't say a word.

"Quick... Gouhan entered the Yangtian Pavilion." Only one person shouted.

Miao Jiange is not in a building, but on a mountain.The sword stele is in the middle of the mountain, and the Yangtian Pavilion is on the mountainside.

There was a person sitting cross-legged in the pavilion, wearing a black robe, with long hair hanging on the ground, and a stone sword in front of him.

"Enlightenment...how many levels have you enlightened?" the man asked.

"Disciple is willing to try senior's sword." Gou Han said.

"One sword, if you lose, advance or retreat." The man asked.

Gou Han's eyes were full of worry, and his heart was filled with heaven and man.He bit his lower lip and said, "Back..."

The man raised his eyes and glanced at Gou Han. As soon as the stone sword came out, Jin Ming made a masterpiece.

Gou Han fell down in response, not even a single sword could reach it.A stern look flashed across his eyes, and he slashed again with the sword.

As soon as he cut it out, the sword energy hung above the man's head.

The sword energy was like a ray of frost, falling on the top of that person's head, it didn't condense or disperse, how could it hurt him even a little bit.

"The way of heaven is not fair... the way of heaven is not fair." Gou Han held his sword and lay on the ground meditating.

"Why is it unfair?" the man asked.

"You are strong and I am weak, it is unfair. The difference in talent is unfair. You...is my injustice." Gou Han said angrily.

"Hmph, the strong prey on the weak in the world. You are unfair in your heart, but you can think of the Duke in the world." The man said.

"What is the Grand Duke?" Gou Han asked.

"Are you a three-year-old child, do you want me to say it sentence by sentence." The man said, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.

Gou Han stood up, threw the sword in his hand on the sword stele, and broke it at the sound.

He walked out of the Jiange step by step, and said: "If you don't stay in the Jiange, then this sword will stay in the Jiange."

"Practicing the way of the sword in vain," the man said.

"Look, someone is sitting on a thousand steles and heading towards the Quzi Pavilion." Another person shouted.

I saw a figure shuttling among the sword steles, the blue light was indifferent, and the afterimage was erratic.

Some people are envious, while others are indifferent.There are those who sit cross-legged and realize the Tao, and those who raise their eyes and look at it have it.

In that wooden hut, Song Dai said aloud: "The way of the sword stele of the Jiange is not achieved at a glance. You can go to the indescribable Miaolu Pavilion as a tour."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left the wooden hut.Sitting cross-legged in front of a sword tablet, he devoted himself to enlightenment.

The Miaolu Pavilion is just a pavilion under the Miaozi Jiange.The twig knotted hut is more like a thatched cottage.

"Spirit is at the throat and the sword is at the waist, and wind, flowers, snow and moon cover poetry and painting." Bai Xingjun looked at the two lines in front of Miaolu Pavilion.

In the Miaolu Pavilion, there is a stone tablet with the history of Junlin Jiange engraved on the surface of the tablet.

In the 900 years of Shinto, thousands of immortal lights descended from the sky.When light falls, it becomes stone, and when stone emerges, it becomes monument.Since the 300 years of Shinto, after [-] years, the Junlin Jiange has been established.

Inside the Jiange Pavilion, there are [-] sword steles.

One sword and one metamorphosis, all ways return to the classics.

"I heard that you have cultivated the [-] sword intents of the King's Landing Jiange. One thought can break mountains, fill seas, kill gods, and conquer the world to conquer the world." Bai Xingjun pondered.

Turning around and exiting the Miaolu Pavilion, Xiao Wenwen looked at the first sword stele in the "Miao" pavilion in the Junlin Sword Pavilion.

Those who understand Taoism and sword monuments are nothing more than observing its shape, looking at its meaning, and understanding its characters.

Xiao Wenwen glanced at the first sword tablet indifferently, and the sword intent came out, piercing through the sword tablet.

"Enlighten the Tao with one thought, sit and take a picture of a hundred monuments." Bai Xingjun pondered.

Only one person shouted: "Someone is sitting on the thousand steles, and they are going to the Quzi Jiange."

In the Sword Pavilion of Miaozi, an arc of light flashed across the white sky, glowing with afterimages of purple electricity...