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The name of the lonely city is "Dai Ji". According to legend, she is a stunning woman and the chief disciple of Beishu Mountain. She is tragic all her life.

In the "Sage of Immortals" battle a million years ago, the remaining 72 disciples of the Xian family in Beishu Mountain spread their branches and leaves in the world of good fortune, preaching and starting a sect.

The river god of Daiji City is enshrining the Empress Daiji, and there are hundreds of thousands of years of incense.

Xiao Wenwen stood in front of a bluestone tablet in Daiji City, engraved with the face and life of this Daiji empress.

He paced in Daiji City, knowing that the drinker's mind was disturbed, and the closer he was to the rattan building, the more disordered his Dao mind became.

At that time, the shadow of Lei Zun in the Tenglou was engraved in the soul of the drunkard. It was not so much to go to the Tenglou for his junior sister, but to cleanse his demons.

This is all his heart disease, the heart disease of the broken heavens, if this disease is not cured, it will be difficult to ascend to the 33rd heaven.

A scent of books, light and long.

In Daiji City, there are mostly fresh fish from the river, but the fishy smell of Dadu river fresh all over the streets, smelling the fragrance of books, Xiao Wenwen also left after searching for it.

The bookstore is not big, and there are few people. On the plaque are written four big characters "struggle on the road".

The four characters are majestic, but the owner of the bookstore has a wretched appearance.

"Friend of the Immortal..."

The owner of the bookstore saw Xiao Wendao dressed in red, rubbing his dry hands, and greeted Xiao Wendao into the store, and saw him holding a child, and said with a smile: "My bookstore... has been passed down from generation to generation, and Jiange of Shushan There are... I have them in this bookstore, but there are those not in Jiange, and there are also in the bookstore."

Xiao Wenwen listened to the boss's words, but didn't talk to him, but the smell of books on the tip of his nose had a musty smell.

This bookstore has three floors. From a rough look, it also has a collection of five thousand books, and the inside of the bookstore is considered clean.

On the first floor, most of them are ordinary Taoist scriptures, enlightening the clear nature, which is not very useful for cultivating the Tao and breaking through the realm.

On the second floor of the bookstore, there are a few books on sword repair, with a grandiose title, "One Sword Immortal Kneeling".

He took a rough look and found that the sword style is simple and simple, it seems to be a sword, but there are hundreds of styles. He created the immortal way of "one sword kneeling" and named it "Hangpu".

Another book sounded. The title of this book is even more impressive. The title of the book is "One Sword Breaks the Sky".

The last remaining book has a more grandiose title than the first two.

"One sword cuts the way of heaven."

Xiao Wenwen looked at the quaint title page in front of him, and looked at the sword book that a sword can cut heaven and earth without blame, but there is no sword move.

A few words came into view.

If you practice my way of swordsmanship, if your realm surpasses the way of heaven, even a single sword can cut through the way of heaven.

Isn't this nonsense!

"Hehe." The wretched boss came up to Xiao Wenwen, and said in a low voice: "My dear friend, this book is the Shushan Sword Pavilion, an ancient book that has never existed before, as long as this amount is needed."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out three fingers, saw Xiao Wendao's expression was worried, and put down another finger.

"I've finished reading, what money will I give you?" Xiao asked softly, with a smile on his lips.

When the wretched boss heard this, he was not in a hurry, and whispered again: "The books upstairs are a hundred times better than those on this floor."

Xiao Wenwen looked at this person's expression, and knew that in his heart, he was definitely not a good generation.

Hehe was in his arms, nodded his head a few times, stared at his round eyes, and blinked again.

"it is good."

Xiao Wenwen didn't know what the boss was trying to do, so he walked upstairs, but saw that there was a layer of enchantment on the third floor of the study, which ordinary people could not detect.

When he stepped into the third-floor bookstore, he opened his bloody mouth and swallowed it towards him.

"Brother."

It was a red python with a body like fire. After swallowing Xiao Wenwen, it turned into the figure of a little girl, also dressed in a red coat. Looking at the owner of the bookstore, she raised her thumb and said, "My senior brother really So steady."

The owner of the bookstore didn't look good, his cold eyes flashed across the little girl's figure, and he said, "If that person is dead, spit it out quickly, don't spoil a fairy corpse."

The girl in red nodded hurriedly, as if she was quite afraid, but there was no movement in her stomach.

The owner of the bookstore was not in a hurry, and said quietly: "Call me later."

The girl was about to nod her head, when she felt a huge pain in her stomach, when she heard a voice in her belly: "One sword cuts the way of heaven."

"Wait a minute."

The red python girl suppressed her throat, and hastily spit out Xiao Wendao, lifted her red coat, and breathed a sigh of relief seeing that her belly was fine.

"Brother."

The owner of the bookstore looked into Xiao Wendao's eyes, shuddered suddenly, and retreated to one side.

"This sword cuts the way of heaven, but it is easy to use."

Suddenly, a loud noise resounded throughout Daiji City, right where the alcoholic was.

Xiao Wenwen raised his sword, cut off the head of the bookstore owner with one sword, and when the head rolled to the ground, it turned out to be a fine spider with a bruised complexion and a wisp of fire from the sky.

The red python girl was squatting on the ground, but she was helpless, sobbing loudly, when she raised her head, Xiao Wendao was nowhere to be seen.

When he just came out of the bookstore, he saw that He He took something, but Xiao Wenwen didn't see it clearly, so he passed away and came to the shore of the Dadu.

The drunkard held the Three Idiots Sword and hung it on the big river, yellow sand rose in the river, and several corpses were at the drunkard's feet.

"Kill...you can't kill."

"What a god-killer...and a bodhisattva heart."

A half-hundred Taoist in lavender clothes, followed by several young Taoists from the fairyland, held a plump-looking woman in his hand, and collapsed on the ground.

The drunkard glanced at the woman, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "I just ordered killing."

Xiao Wenwen didn't know the reason, but looking at the alcoholic's appearance, he seemed to be possessed by a demon, staring at the man in charge.

The leading man kicked the plump-looking woman away, and said in a low voice: "In my eyes, she is worthless, not even comparable to a small shrimp in this river. But she belongs to me, and she belongs to me." Even dried shrimp, I won’t give it to you either.”

Xiao Wenwen took a look at the woman, she was plump and graceful, a bit soft and charming, and her cultivation level was no more than that of a fairy, so she was not outstanding.

The person at the head was also hanging above Dadu, holding a black fox knife, and chopped it off with one blow.

The drunkard's sword energy destroys the dry and destroys the rotten. One handles the Three Idiot Swords and cuts off the Dadu River with one sword. It seems to be a natural moat that cannot be closed for a long time.

The leader is not a master of swords and knives, but a Wu Su who has entered the Tao through body training. The knives are not murderous, but they are powerful.

In terms of realm, the drunkard is a realm higher than this person. The Daluo Jinxian in the Mahayana realm and the heavenly immortal in the Hinayana realm have a [-]% chance of winning.

But I don't know why the alcoholic fights so hard. Although he has the upper hand, it shouldn't be so hard to distinguish.

He knew that the alcoholic had spare strength, but the physical body of the leader was too strong, and few people could match the sword moves of a Da Luo Jinxian.

Above Dadu, the river dried up.

With a sword strike, the drunkard evaporated all the water in the Dadu River, but he saw the man's black eyes move and turned into a black turtle halfway up the mountain.