Xianlu Spring and Autumn

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Fairy Lingyun is still immersed in some unknown emotion, unable to extricate herself, sometimes cold and lonely, sometimes lonely and angry, this palm peak of the Zizhulin lineage is far less strong than her surface, with glass-like eyes Full of confusion, lost all moving look.

Qian Hezi watched Bu Yuan leave, heaved a sigh of relief, let out a dry cough, and drew everyone's attention back, saying: "Junior Sister Lingyun, you can't force things about men and women, you are a little too persistent, since Su Niang has come back, still In my opinion, let her fight in your Zizhu Forest battle."

Fairy Lingyun nodded absent-mindedly, not knowing if she listened.

Chizuru Nai sighed. [

Ye Bai and Li Shuniang's return brought him joy, but in the blink of an eye, he was followed by two troublesome juniors and juniors.

Li Shuniang's cultivation is only at the early stage of foundation establishment, but just looking at her eerie mask, cold eyes, and uncontrollable murderous aura, you can know that she is a ruthless master. Take away three points of will.

Honglian Tianzun Song asked, after much deliberation, and finally picked a female disciple named Zhao Yan'er from Youxian Palace to fight, and her cultivation base was also in the early stage of foundation establishment.

There was no way to do this. Most of the people who entered the foundation building stage were male monks, but who dared to fight?God knows if Li Shuniang, a crazy woman who has been hurt by men, will take her anger out on them and tear them apart.

Zhao Yan'er was petite and exquisite, and her appearance was considered good. The weapons she used were a pair of short daggers, and she advanced and retreated in a neat manner.

Her cultivation base and morality are not weak, but she couldn't stand Li Shuniang's decisiveness and fierceness, and she only fought for half a stick of incense before she was defeated.

Li Shuniang still kept her hand, Zhao Yan'er only suffered some minor injuries to her arm, which was not serious.

Song Wen didn't have any expectations for this battle, seeing Zhao Yaner's defeat, he generously conceded.

Qian Hezi said: "In this way, my Lianyun Daozong has five wins and two losses. I will send out two places. Fellow Taoists should be satisfied?"

After all, he still lost two rounds. Qian Hezi was calm on the surface, but secretly sighed in his heart. Such a situation was not unacceptable to him, but he did not expect that the old tree peak and Zizhu forest were defeated. The situation became Yuan Mofeng and Fenggu.

Song Wen and the others made full preparations and thought they could grab the four-vein quota, but now they only have two, and each faction gets one point.

Many monks looked at Ren Zhengyuan and Taoist nun Baijie with some unkind eyes.

Song Wen pretended to be polite and said: "Brother Qianhe, please forgive me, we can't do anything about this matter, and the places in the two veins will not be for nothing. After a while, the poor Daohui will prepare a small gift, and personally thank Lianyun Daozong."

This person speaks with a high-sounding appearance and is impeccable.

Seventh son of Lianyun didn't buy his account, lost his quota, and his expression was unhappy, and a disciple of the younger generation like Lian Yeyu even snorted coldly.

Qian Hezi and Song Wen exchanged glances, waved his hand, and ordered Ji Cangmang to take a group of juniors to another place to entertain them, leaving only the seven sons of Lianyun and the Jindan monks from various alliances in the field.

Qian Hezi said: "The second news, fellow daoists, is worth the quota of the two bloodlines. Although the poor Taoists cherish the treasure land passed down by their ancestors, they still distinguish the importance. I just don't know, fellow daoists, on this matter , how should I deal with myself?"

Song Wen smiled slightly, and said: "Brother Dao, it is our limit to win three days for your Lianyun Daozong. As for the battle between you and the evil sect, there is nothing we can do."

"Really?" Qian Hezi said leisurely: "I heard that Wan Dao and you discussed it on Yuanming Island for seven or eight days. You should have heard the news by then, right?"

Wandao Tianzun laughed and said, "What's the difference between yes and no? Brother Dao, the most important thing now is to find a way to resist the invasion of the enemy. It seems meaningless to play tricks on us."

Qian Hezi smiled, stood up, put his hands behind his back, looked at the mountains as far as the eye could see, and said proudly: "Since the founder of Lianyun Daozong 8000 years ago, I don't know how many bloody battles I have experienced, and I have never lost anything. This time, although the situation is more dangerous, the poor Taoist is confident that he can lead Lianyun Daozong up and down and get through it safely."

Qian Hezi's whole body, under the sunlight, exuded a bright golden light, and his breath was calm but firm, which made people feel the unshakable and powerful belief in his heart.

The other five sons were all refreshed, and their momentum rose sharply!

Song Wen said disdainfully: "Brother Dao, why do you deceive yourself and others? Who can you hide the news of the death of Yuanying Patriarch in the back mountain? The Xiewang Sect, the Yuan Demon Sect, the Hell Gate, and the Nine Nether Demon Sect have a large number of late-stage Jindan monks. They really don’t have much combat power. To be honest, even I am worried about Brother Dao. But then again, What kind of treasure does your Lianyun Daozong have that attracts the four northern factions?"

It turned out that what was recorded in the jade slips was the news that the four evil sects in the North had jointly invaded the Lianyun Dao Sect. Song Wen's tone seemed to be for some treasure.

Everyone sitting in the middle had some strange thoughts.

Qian Hezi gave Song Wen a sideways look, and said calmly: "Fellow Daoist, it's really strange that there aren't many treasures in the bottom of the box in any sect. Don't talk about anything else, let's just say that the Great Earth Journeying Immortal Art of your Immortal Palace is rumored to be okay. Even the poor Daoists are tempted by the treasured book that has been cultivated to the Lichen Realm, you better hide it better, you may be knocked on the door and snatched away one day."

Qian Hezi's repeated eliminations and beatings, not only averted his eyes, but also gave Youxian Palace a slap in the face. Everyone who listened was greatly admired, and he was worthy of the reputation of the number one monk in the Song Dynasty.

It was the first time a monk heard about the Tale of Journey to the Immortals, his eyes immediately shone brightly, obviously his heart was moving.

Song Wen didn't expect Qian Hezi to expose his background, waved his sleeves, and shouted angrily: "Fellow Daoists, don't be ignorant of good and bad, poor Daoists have good intentions, if you even fall into Yunyun Daozong, how much will you do to us?" What good is pie?"

Song Wenyi's words are strict, in fact, everyone knows that the alliance of various factions will fight each other, and the fisherman will benefit from it.

Qian Hezi intended to play tricks with him again, turned to the middle-aged Taoist and the beautiful woman and said, "Did the two fellow Taoists also plan to do the same?"

The two nodded in unison, and the middle-aged Taoist said sincerely: "Brother Dao, the four sects are powerful, and we all have our own foundations, and we are not enough to protect ourselves. I am afraid that the law will help the noble sect. As for today's matter, it is true Suspected of taking advantage of the fire to rob, after the matter of the noble family is over, the poor Taoist relatives will come to apologize."

Qian Hezi waved his hand, and said with a wry smile: "The lips are dead, the teeth are cold, the truth that everyone knows, but you haven't seen through it, that's all, I don't force it, but the friendship with you is broken from now on, what a pity!"

Everyone is silent!

A grand event, wind and clouds scattered.

Qian Hezi glanced past his younger brothers and sisters, all of them felt heavy in their hearts, with a sad face, knowing that the real test was coming.