Jiuzun asked

Daoist Lie Buddha clapped his palms in anger, his anger was like a storm, and he stared straight into Empress Chilian's Qingshui eyes.

"When you become angry from embarrassment, Anxue Mountain's aura is so small." Empress Chi Lian held the Nishang Sword and slashed with it.

Standing on tiptoe on a tender lotus, Empress Chilian turned her wonderful eyes, and said with a deep smile, "You and I compete for disciples, even if we fight with thousands of tricks, it's hard to tell the difference."

"Oh, tell me how to win and lose." Zuo Liefo asked with his thick eyebrows raised.

"Two wins in three rounds, how about it." Empress Chi Lian said.

"What are the three games, how to win and how to lose." Zuo Liefo asked.

"You and I are both cultivators. One compares sword intent, two compares cultivation base... three, and gestures fist." Empress Chilian's clear eyes moved, and she had a city in her chest.

"Okay, one compares swordsmanship, it's about state of mind. Two compares cultivation, it's about means. Three, it's about luck. One is fate and the other is luck, luck makes you willing to gamble and admit defeat." Zuo Liefo said in a deep voice.

The two stood together on the Junlin Dojo, facing the cliff of Dousang Mountain, and looked at each other.

Zuo Liefo's sword is like a person's name.A sword with a hundred teeth is like the mouth of a tiger shark, one blade is fierce and the other is blunt.

With a sword, he slashed towards the green pine on the Dou Cang. The pine tree shook heavily, and Zuo Liefo put away the Liefo sword and stood indifferently.

"The way of the sword is like a fox, but it is as steady as a mountain." Empress Chilian said, turning her wonderful eyes and said: "No wonder some people call you Zen Zijian. A sword is an attack, but it turns attack into defense."

After she finished speaking, the green pine on Doucang Mountain had bald leaves, and half of the leaves were not on the top of the tree.

"Rigidity is gold and stone, softness is weak water. Hardness and softness are the way. Zuo Liefo's swordsmanship has reached perfection." The master of the Junlin Jiange praised him, and looked at Empress Chilian indifferently.

Empress Chilian held the Nishang sword, and with the ordinary sword flower in her palm, she put away the sword and stood.

Bang, boom, boom!

The green pines on Dousang Mountain were cracked at the top of the mountain and shattered at the foot of the mountain like a snowstorm.

The way of the sword is ashes, which is not a good way of the sword, but the ordinary sword flower turns a green pine into ashes, which is quite interesting.

"I'm defeated, brother Liefo is good at swordsmanship." Empress Chilian shouted.

How could Zuo Liefo not know that it was Empress Chi Lian who spared her spare energy, the Nishang sword in her hand was said to be indistinguishable from Li Tian's old sword.

"En." Zuo Liefo said indifferently.

"Cultivation, how do we compare it?" Empress Chilian looked at Zuo Liefo with her wonderful eyes, full of charm.

"Borrowing the water from Tianxiang Pond is feasible." Zuo Liefo said calmly, looking at Taoist Miaoyu.

"Hmph, whether to borrow or not, you Lie Buddha Taoist will listen to me." Taoist Miaoyu pondered.

Zuo Liefo ignored her yin and yang aura, and said: "I was the first to draw the sword just now, and now I invite Empress Chilian to come first."

Empress Chilian hangs the Nishang Sword at her waist, and stretches out the index finger and middle finger of her right hand together.Two fingers together, pointing to a lake in Tianxiangchi.

That day the Fragrant Pond was on the top of the mountain, and Empress Chilian was standing under the Junlin Dojo, and she was already in the position of entering the water.

The so-called, water flows to the ground, this is the law of the heavens.

With indifferent eyes, I saw Empress Chi Lian guiding the water of Tianxiang Pond towards Bai Qiong.

"It's no skill to lead water to the sky." Zuo Liefo said with drooping eyelids.

Empress Chilian smiled and moved her fingers.I saw the thin stream of water in the Tianxiang Pond, following the white sky for thousands of miles, like a green dragon outside the sky, soaring above the cloud path.

"Driving water can go up to Yunshan Palace for [-] miles, and it won't disperse..." Zuo Liefo looked at Empress Chilian and continued: "I don't know how high the empress has reached the land of immortals."

"Oh, I can't beat Brother Lie Buddha." Empress Chi Lian said, and the fine water fell from the nine heavens and fell into the Tianxiang Pond.

It doesn't move like an ancient well, and the dripping water doesn't come out of Tianxiangchi.

"Brother." Empress Chi Lian called softly.

Zuo Liefo stretched out his right palm and slapped it out.I saw a pool of water from Tianxiang Pond flowing down, falling into the palm of Zuo Liefo.

Hydration is myriad and ever-changing.

"It's beautiful, it's beautiful." Miss Mu'er clapped her hands and praised.

"Crackling..." said the head of the Baiyin Road, glancing at Miss Mu'er.

"What are you talking about..." Miss Mu'er raised her eyebrows and then grabbed the ear of the leader of the Baiyin trail.

The head of Baiyin Xiaodao bared his teeth and said, "Don't compete with women."

After he finished speaking, he volleyed on the halfway up the Doucang Mountain, so angry that Miss Mu'er just stomped her feet.

Seeing the water in the palm of Zuo Lie Buddha, it is like a trick, a drop of ten thousand shapes, half of water is full of ghosts and ghosts among all kinds of strange things.

Lead water into the pool, and wait for a pool of water in Zuo Liefo's palm to lie quietly in the Tianxiang pool.

"Chan Yi, this bald man is going to be your master." Miss Mu'er said from the side.

"I lost." Zuo Liefo said indifferently.

"How did you lose? You played so well." Miss Mu'er jumped up immediately.

Zuo Liefo looked at Miss Mu'er and smiled lightly, knowing that she was a "friend" of his favorite disciple Nalan Chanyi, so he gave him a light smile.

"Brother, let me go again." Empress Chi Lian said softly.

"Then, you and I will decide whether to win or lose by guessing punches." Zuo Liefo said aloud.

"Okay." Empress Chilian said firmly.

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"You come..." Zuo Liefo called out to Miss Mu'er.

"What's the matter?" Miss Mu'er asked aloud.

"You decide whether to win or lose." Zuo Liefo said, looking at Empress Chilian, said: "I don't know, Empress can agree."

Empress Chilian glanced at Miss Mu'er, seeing her indifferent and simple expression.Just now, her every move was in the eyes again, and she was charmingly naive.

"En." Empress Chilian nodded.

The two turned their backs, only to see Miss Mu'er standing between them, her eyes not moving.

"Three, two, one."

As soon as Miss Mu'er's words fell, the two of them stretched out their respective gestures.

The empress is the scissors, and Zuo Liefo is the step.

"Chanyi, Chanyi...you are going to worship this elder sister as your teacher." Miss Mu'er shouted happily.

Empress Chi Lian cupped her hands at Zuo Lie Fo, and said, "Brother, accept."

"One fate and two lucks, but my luck can't beat the Empress." Zuo Liefo pondered, and continued: "I would like to bet and admit defeat."

Empress Chilian glanced at Nalan Chanyi, her eyes brightened like stars.

Nalan Chanyi raised the corner of her mouth, imitating Xiao Wenwen's five-point evil charm and said: "You asked me before."

Empress Chilian looked at Nalan Chanyi's expression, and said, "You...you don't want to."

"No, are you going to kill me?" Nalan Chanyi rolled her eyes.

Hearing Nalan Chanyi's words, Empress Chilian blushed, holding the Nishang sword and said, "If you don't want to, then I'd rather be broken jade than whole."

"Oh, is the empress going to kill in Jiange of Junlin?" said the master of Jiange, with the three elders of Jiange standing behind him.

"Hmph, can you stop me?" Empress Chilian snorted coldly.

Above the white dome, a thunderbolt rose, and thousands of miles of dark clouds rolled in.

"Look at the new word Jiange." Li Zhong shouted from the side.

Waves of scorching heat swept across the Junlin Jiange, and the vegetation within a radius of a hundred feet turned yellow in an instant.

The scorching June is like mid-autumn.

The new word Jiange is like a burning red iron, and the whole Jiange is shrouded in a magma.

"This is the dream from last night, exactly the same." Jiange disciple shouted.

There was thunder and thunder, but there was still the sound of golden horses crowing. The Jiange with the word "Sheng" is like an alchemy furnace, burning red.

"I remember... I remember... I remember a person walked out of the pavilion of new characters." In the mouths of Jiange disciples, the scene of the nightmare was broken.

The word "sheng" in Jiange is like a heart.

Bang, bang, bang!

Trembling violently, like a person exhaling heavily, panting with a heavy chest.

"The Jiange of the new character is cracked." One of the disciples of the Jiange shouted.

A hair-like crack split open from the top of the Jiange with a new character to the bottom of the Jiange.

"This... what is this." The Jiange Pavilion Master looked at a red shadow in the new word Jiange.

"It's not a person, it's not a sword." Taoist Lie Buddha pondered.

"It's empty." Miss Mu'er called out.

I saw that Kong Kong's hair was like red flames, and the fox's pupils were colorful, extremely coquettish.

"Seven-changing pupils." Zuo Liefo shouted loudly, raising the sword in his hand unconsciously.

Miss Mu'er stood in front of Kong Kong, Zuo Liefo slightly raised the heavy sword in his hand, and a sword aura burst out from the sword pavilion with the word "生".

call!

But in an instant, Zuo Liefo's right arm holding the sword was broken on the spot.

Empress Chilian looked at the sword energy coming out of the "Sheng" sword pavilion, took a deep breath, and stepped back half a foot.

Kongkong jumped on Nalan Chanyi's shoulder, staring at the pavilion with fox pupils.

"Did something happen to him?" Nalan Chanyi asked Kongkong.

The empty fox pupils glowed with splendor, still looking at the new word Jiange motionlessly.

The sword pavilion with the new character is like a volcano, lingering in the sword pavilion of Junlin.

The new word Jiange, turned into a flame.It turns into seven colors from top to bottom, one is red, one is blue, one is blue, and one is yellow... the color of fire on the top of the sword pavilion is colorless fire.

"One fire and seven colors, there are strange treasures in this sword pavilion of new characters." Empress Chi Lian called out softly, but didn't take half a step.

"Hmph, one fate and two fortunes...this is our fate." Peng Moshan shouted loudly.

His afterimage was like the wind, and he headed towards the sword pavilion of words like a sea of ​​fire.

The disciples cultivating Taoism in the Jiange of Junlin looked at the figure of "Peng Erdan", and moved like the wind.

The master of the Jiange Pavilion looked at the disciples of the Jiange Pavilion, like a madman, and went to the Jiange Pavilion with the word "sheng" without fear of life and death.

People are dyed with fire and turned into bone meal.

Hundreds of figures were completely buried in the seven-color flames of the sword pavilion with the word "sheng", and no one came out.

"Famous sword sacrifices to the soul, I didn't expect a hundred people to sacrifice the sword." Only a word came out of thin air from the sword pavilion of the new character.

The flames were shining brightly, and the Jiange with the word "sheng" had long since lost its original appearance, it was just a fire lantern.

"Hey, thousands of people will sacrifice the sword again, this is a great weapon to kill the sky with a single thought." The man from the Sword Pavilion of Xingzi sighed.

"A person who wields a magic sword should have less killing intent." A voice came out.

"This is my husband's voice." Miss Mu'er shouted.

I saw a man walking out of the sword pavilion with the word "Sheng" full of flames, holding a long sword.

"One Sword Tathagata... One Sword Tathagata." Jiange Pavilion Master Gu Jian Wuhen mused.