That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 1133 This is the Immortal Golden Body

Three people walked through the fragrant grass behind the Chongning Palace and came to a pavilion near the lake. The only woman among the three was sitting in the pavilion, as if taking a rest. The other two stopped and stood side by side by the lake. Gaze out over the sparkling lake.

There is a similar age difference between the two of them, both of them have looks of no doubt about their age, and they are both dressed as elegant Confucian scholars, which is rare in this northern land.

The woman in the pavilion did not wear a hat today, showing a rare face for ordinary people. At this time, leaning against the pavilion pillars, looking sideways at the lake, the setting sun fell on her body, the people and the scenery were integrated, and the beauty was shocking.

One of the men glanced back, turned his head and said softly to the man beside him: "Brother Song, I heard that you are going to marry Fairy Chi soon?"

The three of them are Song Qingying, the deputy leader of Xuanjiao, Fu Zhongtian, the master of Taoism, and Chi Qingnu, the head of Xuanjiao.

Song Qingying wiped the beard around her lips subconsciously, and said with a light smile: "Twenty and the crown, thirty to stand, forty not to be confused, 30 years old to start a family and start a business, I have already passed the age of not to be confused, and I am almost at the age of knowing my destiny, Now that I just got married, I'm really ashamed."

Fu Zhongtian subconsciously turned his head to look at Chi Qingnu again, hesitated for a moment, lowered his voice and said: "Family and career, in the final analysis, is to continue the incense, but my generation of monks, the higher the level of cultivation, the more difficult it is to give birth to children. Difficult, such as Gongsun Zhongmou and Zhang Xueyao, the Lord Wanyan and the Queen, Lan Yu and his wife, Xiao Bai and his wife, etc., all have no children and no heirs, and another example is the real person in charge and his wife, Xiao Yu and his wife, and even my parents. , but only have a son."

Song Qingying smiled and said: "Brother Fu's words are justified. Cultivators seek longevity. If they can achieve longevity, why do they need children? So the closer you are to longevity, the more difficult it is to give birth to children. I am not talented, although There is the realm of the Sixteenth Floor of Immortal Earth, but it is difficult to expect to prove Taoism and live forever, so I still want to have descendants to pass on the incense, I wonder what brother Fu can teach me?"

Fu Zhongtian said softly: "When Master Zhang was in the realm of the [-]th floor of the Earth Immortal, he and his wife gave birth to Qi Xianyun, a great talent who was exiled. gone."

Song Qingying cupped her hands and said with a smile: "Song must rely on Brother Fu."

The two smiled at each other and said nothing.

Song Qingying put her hands behind her back and looked to the south.

Fu Zhongtian said softly: "I have heard in the palace these few days that the Great Sword Immortal of the Sword Sect seems to have come to Chongning Palace?"

Song Qingying nodded and said, "Exactly."

Fu Zhongtian frowned and asked, "What does the Lord mean?"

Song Qingying turned her head to look at Fu Zhongtian, smiled without saying a word.

At this moment, the vision popped up.

Fu Zhongtian's eyes widened suddenly, and a bright long blade appeared in his hand in an instant. He swept forward, brushed past the smiling Song Qingying, and slashed at the woman who was galloping.

Fu Zhongtian's saber was silent but majestic, like a bright moon rising from the sea and floating in front of him.

I saw that Chi Qingnu, who was admiring the scenery in the pavilion, had already made a move at some point, with a pair of white sleeves bulging endlessly, she stretched out her two fingers, and resisted Fu Zhongtian's knife.

The beautiful woman in white retreated more than ten feet, and fell back into the pavilion again, which offset the majestic saber energy.

A drop of bright red blood oozes from the fingertips of the woman in white, but it recovers in an instant, but the white clothes are throbbing endlessly and buzzing.

Chi Qingnu, who was about to put on a bright red wedding dress soon, had a dignified face. Fu Zhongtian deserved to be the former head of the Dark Guard Mansion who turned the imperial capital upside down with his own power. Afraid of Song Qingying who was next to him, this knife would never be so understated.

After swiping his knife, Fu Zhongtian didn't care about taking advantage of the victory to pursue the attack, and sternly said to the Yiyi Confucian beside him: "Song Qingying, what does this mean? What exactly are you trying to do?"

Song Qingying's face was calm, and he said indifferently: "Brother Fu is a smart person, how could he not guess?"

Fu Zhongtian clenched the handle of the knife tightly, squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Are you trying to kill someone?"

Song Qingying said unhurriedly: "I don't know if Brother Fu has heard of the saying of submitting a certificate of nomination. The general idea is that if one person wants to join the gang of green forest heroes, in order to prevent him from being a spy of the government, he must kill one person and offer his head. , the leader has no doubts, and here it is called a certificate of honor."

Fu Zhongtian's face became more and more gloomy, and he said slowly: "You want to give this head of Fu Mou as a gift to Xu Beiyou?"

Song Qingying smiled and nodded, "Of course."

Fu Zhongtian sarcastically said: "That depends on whether you have the ability, or in other words, do you want Lord Wanyan to do it yourself? If so, then Fu has nothing to say."

Song Qingying chuckled and said, "To kill you, the Lord doesn't need to do it himself. The Lord once said that in the next 20 years, there will be three people in the world who will be able to set foot on the [-]th floor of the Earth Immortal Realm. The great talent Qi Xianyun, the second is Zhao Qing, the great master of martial arts who has stayed in the realm of the [-]th Floor of the Immortal for many years. Escaping from my hands is your good fortune, the old man will not make things difficult for you, nor will he care about you."

Fu Zhongtian sneered and said: "A high realm does not mean that the ability to kill is also high. Since the Lord Wanyan can't make a move, then I have to learn Mr. Song's unique skills."

Song Qingying didn't continue to make a sound, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and his expression was indifferent.

There is a green energy around him, rising up.

Fu Zhongtian held a long knife engraved with talisman seals, and the fluorescence flowed.

The next moment, Fu Zhongtian appeared in front of Song Qingying in an instant with the supernatural power of shrinking the ground into an inch. He leaped high and slashed straight down with his sword.

The big sleeves are fluttering, like the wind and thunder.

Song Qingying raised her arm and stretched out a finger.

Fu Zhongtian's thunderous strike was blocked by a finger just like that, and he froze forward.

Between the two of them, there seemed to be a hundred thousand mountains in southern Xinjiang, which was insurmountable.

Fu Zhongtian withdrew his saber instantly, and then drew out his saber again.

As far as Song Qingying's field of vision was concerned, it was like the Milky Way falling down nine days, and there were all surging and majestic sword auras, rushing towards him.

Song Qingying's expression was calm, with one hand behind him, instead of retreating, he stretched out the other hand, pierced the knife's light with the palm of his hand, and lightly pressed the sharp and incomparable talisman blade in Fu Zhongtian's hand. It was cut by the blade immediately, and blood flowers bloomed, but before the blood flowed from the wound, it had returned to normal.

This is the immortal golden body of Xuanjiao.

If the energy is not exhausted, the body will not be destroyed.

(End of this chapter)