Jiuzun asked

"Sword...whether love will come or not."

The old sword strip under the Liushen well was not moved at all, but there was a crack in the pillow sword mountain.

"I'm waiting for someone to take me away." The beautiful sword spirit looked up at Xiao and asked.

In the calm water of the ancient well, Hui Ying'er is a small figure, he is thin and small, he is dressed in linen and straw sandals, and his eyes are like celadon, very much like Xiao Wendao's childhood.

"He is worse than you." Jian Ling said, looking at the smiling boy, and said: "Look at him, he has been hungry for three days and can only satisfy his hunger with water. There are no melons and fruits in Beishu Mountain. There is this well."

"Furthermore, your sword spirit...doesn't need to be sent by me." As the sword spirit spoke, he remained silent.

With Xiao Wenwen's skills, no one can stop this "old sword", and the sword spirit also knows that his sword is worthy of her spirit.

In a flash, Xiao Wenwen stood outside the well, looked at the starving boy, took out a bunch of candied haws, and said softly, "No money."

The boy took a look, and Xiao Wenwen could see the boy's embarrassment and the longing in his heart, but he saw that he was carrying half a bucket of water, turned and ran away without saying a word.

When will human nature fail the test!

When hungry!

This was his bet with Sword Spirit, and Sword Spirit won.

The old sword stands in the ancient well, like a mother standing at the entrance of the village!

This is Sword Spirit's chance, but also her calamity.

The drunkard glanced at the old sword, and wanted to reach out to touch it, but saw a bloodstain on his palm, along the mouth of the well, and fell to the bottom of the water.

"This sword is rare." The drunkard smacked his lips, somewhat reluctantly.

It is not rare in the world to break the big Luo with one thought, but the only one in the world, Xiao Wenwen turned his head and left.

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Guiguhuai, on a cliff, met a boy on the road, holding a medicinal shovel in his hand, and carrying a bamboo basket as tall as a person on his back.

"Ghost Valley Huai... how to get there."

Xiao Wenwen asked in a low voice, seeing the little boy hesitate, looked at the sky, and said, "I want to take you there, but it's getting late. Why don't I take you there tomorrow."

"Give me a direction, that's all."

The boy smiled awkwardly, lifted the bamboo pole on his back, and said, "I'll take you there."

"Aren't you afraid it's too late?

"I'm afraid...but I'm late, I still have a family, so it's never too late." The boy said, and continued: "You are outsiders, so you must be seeking Huaiyin."

After two hours, the three of them stood under the cliff of Guiguhuai, the boy was wiping his sweat and his stomach was rumbling.

Xiao Wenwen took out a "Quenching God Pill" from the sumeru bag, and said softly, "Open your mouth."

The boy wanted to refuse, but Xiao Wenwen, who is not a mother-in-law, put his finger into the boy's mouth and continued: "Hold your breath... sit cross-legged... hug Pu... return to one."

In a thought, the boy fell into a slump, like a stone, sitting cross-legged under the ancient locust tree, the basket was not put down.

Xiao Wenwen stepped onto the cliff alone, looked at the ancient locust tree in front of him, and saw a leaf fall on top of his head.

For a moment, it seemed that there was only this ancient locust tree with him in the world. He saw an old man sitting cross-legged under the locust tree.

There is a chessboard in front of the old man, and the word "Panlong" is engraved on the chessboard.

In the sea of ​​souls, the imprisoned extremely evil person, whose soul chains all turned into nothingness, walked out of Xiao Wenwen's sea of ​​souls, glanced at the old man, and said evilly, "The old man... also wants to go Let’s take a look at Lingshan.”

The old man didn't say a word, seeing the evil king stepping into the Shattered Void, Xiao Wendao's cultivation took another big step forward.

Xiao Wenwen, who had just broken through the Da Luo Realm, had already reached the middle realm of the Da Luo Golden Immortal. He looked at the green bull led by the old man and walked to a void.

Two people and one bull, stepping through the void, but it is not the nine heavens, but the thirty-three heavens above the heavens.

The nine suns are suspended in the sky, which can be described as extremely fierce.

In the heavens and worlds, the immortal emperor is like an ant.

The blue cow goes up the mountain, and the mountain is dog days.

"This son's name is Ye Wuji." The old man looked at the child on Futian Mountain, but he was no different from Xiao Wendao when he was young.

Ye Wuji has supernatural powers since he was a child, and all the immortals in the ten thousand realms are used by him. His spiritual root is the sky, and his enlightenment is only a breath, and his soul is connected to all spirits.

Tiandao Wujiu's six law enforcement's anode anode stick and the heavens law enforcement's cathode eternal sword were both defeated by him.

Chongguang patrolled the six realms and killed hundreds of millions of gods and demons.

Judging the heavens from ancient times, killing trillions of immortals and gods.

He pushed open the door of the innocence of heaven, and discussed the way with the way of heaven, and there was no way to tell.

Tian Dao Wu Jiu looked down at the heavens, and said in a low voice, "There is no way of Tao, how about it."

Ye Wuji replied: "Ask."

Two small words, Ye Wuji was born in the Zhutian Realm within the God and Demon Realm among the heavens, and cultivated the way of God and Demon with the foundation of immortality.

The old man led the green ox, and stood with Xiao Wenwen in the Zhutian Realm.

The realm of gods and demons can be a chaotic world.

How many years have been in chaos, even if there is no blame, I can't remember clearly.

In this life, his name is Shrouding the Sky, a demon who covers the sky with one hand, he cultivates the way of all demons, there are tens of billions of demons in the world, and he has walked for millions of years in the long river where gods and demons ask.

With one's own strength, open up the way of overlord.

When he pushed open the door of Tiandao Wujiu again, he saw Tiandao Wujiu turned his back, holding a mortal fruit and chewing it in his mouth.

"Immortals rebel against Tao, and overshadowing the sky are gods." Tian Dao Wu Jiu turned his back and continued, "Have you seen any mortals?"

He looked down, and a mortal seemed like a speck of dust in the shadow of the avenue.

A tower must not have a top, and must never be without a base.

"If you are a mortal, you are nothing but an ant."

Tian Dao Wu Jiu raised his palm and slapped him down to the heavens. He wandered in the heavens for ten thousand years, and landed in a snowfield in a mortal world where the aura was thin.

A mortal couple named Xiao Qishan and Yu Yangrou hugged him under an unhealthy mountain.

"They are me."

The old Taoist smiled and said, "Ask...Ask, what's your way?"

In Xiao Wenwen's soul sea, his Three Lives Three Worlds appeared, like a leaf, moved away from his eye sockets.

"Dao... Yixiner."

He looked at the heavens, saw that there is no blame for the way of heaven, overlooked the world, and saw that locust tree, which turned green into golden yellow.

"Who are you."

The old man led the green bull, stroked his silver beard and said, "My name is Hongjun, and my nickname is Laozi."

The golden ancient locust tree bears a fruit, but it is in the shape of a human being, with eyes and noses visible, and aura penetrating the sky.

"This is···."

"Your Dao fruit."

After the old man finished speaking, that dao fruit fell on Xiao Wenwen's palm, and he knew it was Hongjun Dao fruit.

In a single thought, he broke through the realm and became the Daluo Jinxian, and the heavens were right in front of him.

But he hid the Hongjun Dao fruit in the sumeru bag, thinking of Nalan Die's clothes, and saw the boy under the locust tree, covered in locust leaves.

The boy opened his eyes and bowed reverently to Gu Huai.

"What's your name."

Xiao Wen asked, stroking the top of the boy's head.

"Li Sansheng."

"Why, it's called Sansheng."

Li Sansheng smiled brightly, and said: "My mother said that this name was given by my father. He said...he and my mother will have a good three lives."