Legend of Swordsman

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Only one line from Sword Immortal is his current situation.

Seeing all eyes converging on him, Chen Qing scratched his head and smiled, “About a 10,000 years ago, I have understood my own fairy style, but I am afraid that there is still a short distance from the realm of Dayan. Every other day.”

“This line of separation, I am afraid it will trouble me for quite a section length.”

Jian Wushuang hearing this said, “Can’t even those Emperor Grade pill help you break through?”

Chen Qingdao, “I have tried several times, but most of them have little effect. Although the efficacy of Emperor Grade pill medicine is powerful enough to break through the shackles, it seems that there is some obstacle to the breakthrough, which is very strange.”

Jian Wushuang did not speak, but started to think.

Although he had realized the immortal style early, but because of his own sake, he was basically imperceptible to the cultivation realm leading to Dayan Immortal.

At the same time, he also thought that there was indeed something wrong with the scarcity of Dayan Immortals in this big division.

“Could it be that the upward road is blocked?”

After that, Jian Wushuang looked towards Chunqiu and others.

The result was soon obtained. Apart from Chen Qing, Chunqiu has also mastered his own fairy style.

Fengshan has already realized the immortal style, although Cui Jing and Wei Liujia have not yet, but it is just a sooner or later thing.

This is already a strength that cannot be underestimated. Even if it is some super universe in the big division, it may be difficult to fight.

Jian Wushuang sighed slightly, after thousands of years of development, they have all grown up. Although there is still a distance from Dayan Immortal, they are already enough to gain a foothold in the big division.

Seeing that the atmosphere is a little low, Cui Jing said with a smile, “Don’t talk about it, brother Sword, you just came back, and our brother will pick up the dust for you first.”

As soon as this remark came out, Chen Qing and the others clamored.

“Brother Jian, the good wine I hid is waiting for today. Let’s not get drunk or return today!”

“Yes, yes, I haven’t seen you for nearly 20,000 years, let’s not get drunk or return today!!”

“Never get drunk or return!”

……

Several ordinary Divine Mountain guys directly clamped Jian Wushuang, and almost lifted him up.

And Jian Wushuang also smiled. After all, it took ten thousand years to get together. It has been a long time.

But at this moment, a slightly cold voice came from the depths of the temple, “Don’t drink, others are free.”

“…”

Jian Wushuang shrugged, then signaled that he was still recovering from a serious illness.

Chen Qing and the others looked at each other, grinned, and then grabbed him and rushed directly to Wei Liujia’s Star Gazing Pavilion.

Stargazing Pavilion.

It is a dome pavilion that Wei Liujia started to create after Jian Wushuang disappeared.

It is more appropriate to say that it is a dome tower, rather than a small space that can accommodate myriad things.

The stargazing pavilion is so introverted, created by Wei Liujia’s heart, close to Xiaogutian, like a corona.

Besides, thanks to the blessing of Chen Qing and others, ordinary external forces can’t forcibly break in. It is a top secret place.

Now, in this star-gazing pavilion, six evangelists gather.

“Come, come, my wine is my most proud collection. I will never take it out in ordinary times, but now is the best time.”

Above the eaves of the Guanxing Pavilion, six Yanxians sat on the eaves at will, looking far away, full of distant rivers and waters.

Chen Qing carried a meaningful smile on his face, and then took out a jug of fine wine from his waist.

Although the hip flask is small, you can feel it when you start it, and it’s no less than ten thousand catties.

Jian Wushuang didn’t doubt that he was there. He raised his head and took a sip of the liquor, and his complexion became weird.

Even after nearly 20,000 years, he still tasted the wine in the pot in one sip, which was exactly the same as the chewing wine he had encountered before.

That was an interesting event in a mortal universe that he and Chen Qing passed through when they first went to the Northern Celestial Immortal State of Young Master Mo in Spring and Autumn.

The so-called chewing wine is the mouth of a beauty, chewing the koji one by one, making it ferment, and then forming a unique and sweet wine.

If Jian Wushuang is not aware of the doorway, then the liquor in this hand is indeed a fine wine, and it is comparable to fairy wine.

It’s just that he happened to know the strangeness, so he didn’t dare to take a second sip.

At the same time, what made Jian Wushuang didn’t know whether to cry or laugh was that after nearly 20,000 years, the mortal universe might not know how many lives Samsara has gone through, and Chen Qing actually has so many hidden. Chewing wine.

Looking at the Spring and Autumn Period, Cui Jing and the others were all drinking, Jian Wushuang had not fully recovered from his injury, and could not drink, so he flashed aside.

Standing on the roof of the star-gazing pavilion, looking at the distant rivers and rivers in the distance, he felt very happy.

This little Heaven and Earth, except for the lack of living things aura, is very suitable for practice enlightenment.

Jian Wushuang has even decided to sit here for a while.

The clouds are rolling and the sun is bright.

But at this moment, Jian Wushuang’s eyes quietly sharpened for a moment.

His gaze was steep from looked towards the big sun in the clouds.

The sun shines brightly and emits a soft color.

But at the edge of the big sun, a tiny pale red color is emitted, which is very strange.

This kind of pale red Ze is not a kind of strength, and it has a certain strength that confuses and cannibalize the mood. Although it is extremely small, it still makes Jian Wushuang immediately aware of it.

He thought for a moment, then waved to dissuade Chen Qing and the others who were still drinking.

“What did you find out?”

Following Jian Wushuang’s fingers, Chen Qing, Chun Qiu and others all looked towards the big sun above the sky.

Soon, their faces became weird.

The fighting of tens of thousands of years, the running of blood sea, so that they are no longer comparable to ordinary celestial development. Naturally, the exploration of crisis is far beyond ordinary celestial development.

Chen Qing first came back to his senses, looked towards Wei Liujia and said, “Liujia, this is your boundary, will you be targeted by anyone?”

Wei Liujia was at a loss, “No way, in the past twenty thousand years, I have never gone out except for helping Wangu Wushuang.”

“Then what happened to this natural phenomenon?” Fengshan touched the chin questioningly.

Wei Liujia knew this was not simple, and hurriedly started to play the star chessboard on the top of the eaves of the Guanxing Pavilion.

One star was settled, and the whole chessboard was shaking uncomfortably.

And Wei Liujia’s complexion became more and more ugly.

Above the sky, the big sun is already covered by some kind of pale red, bloodshot like a spider web.

“Not good, it is Wangu Wushuang!” Wei Liujia suddenly lifts the head, complexion greatly changed.

“Motherfucker, now there is still an unrestricted idea of ​​Wushuang?” Chen Qing burst out, already furious to the extreme.

“Let’s go!” Chun Qiu loudly shouted, and was ready to help.

“Wait a minute,” Jian Wushuang stopped them, faintly smiled and said, “I will go and take a look with you.”