Taiping Inn

The old man frowned, and finally looked at Li Xuandu for the first time, his eyes fell on Li Xuandu's sleeves.

This injury can't even be called an injury, not even a flesh wound. For a great master of the Heaven Realm, it can be healed in the blink of an eye. What really surprised the old man was that this sword could avoid his perception. If the person who drew the sword had Yan Feiqing's cultivation, then this sword could really hurt him, and even seriously injure him. It's a pity that this person's cultivation level is too low, only the Xuanyuan Realm. Even if he didn't have any defense, he would not be hurt at all if he let the young man stab him with hundreds of swords.

The old man asked, "Young man, who taught you the Qingwei Sect's '36 Swords of the Big Dipper'?"

Li Xuandu answered irrelevantly, "I remember who you are. If I'm not mistaken, you should be the old man Zang from the Zaoge Sect, who ranks fourth on the Taixuan List. But in my impression, Zang is tall, with a high nose and deep eyes. He likes to wear mourning clothes on weekdays, but he is not a hunchback."

The old man smiled calmly and said, "There are not many people in this world who know my true appearance, because most of the people who have seen it are dead. Since you know my true appearance, you must be like Yan Feiqing, He is quite good. "

Speaking of this, the old man suddenly remembered the conversation between the two people he had heard before, and smiled: "Yes, Yan Feiqing called you 'Zifu' just now, which reminds me of a young junior who was very popular a few years ago and was called 'Zifu Sword Immortal' by people in the martial arts world. He not only topped the Shaoxuan list, but also ranked tenth on the Taixuan list. "

Speaking of this, the old man looked at Li Xuandu and raised his mouth. It was like seeing the high and mighty Queen Mother become a peasant woman, and the majestic Qingluan Guard Governor became a street beggar, which made people want to laugh.

There is nothing funny about the peasant woman and the beggar, but if they used to be the most noble people in the world, fell from the clouds to the dust, and then ate a mouthful of mud, this matter itself is very funny.

Just like the young man in front of him.

The Purple Mansion Sword Immortal, who was once known as a banished immortal, was once regarded as the person most likely to set foot on the road to immortality. He was also the leader of the four minor masters. In terms of reputation, he was even more famous than Yan Feiqing. But today, he has become a Xuanyuan realm that is not even in the Xiantian realm.

This may be the biggest joke in the world.

The old man asked: "Should I call you the Purple Mansion Sword Immortal? Or the Purple Mansion Guest?"

Li Xuandu, whose identity was revealed, said calmly: "Li Xuandu will do."

The old man smiled and said: "I can't believe that the Purple Mansion Sword Immortal, who was so famous back then, and whose sword could make most of Jiangbei silent, has now fallen to such a point and has to roll around in this small world."

"Life is unpredictable, and fortune and misfortune are interdependent."

"I still remember how willful the Purple Mansion Sword Immortal was back then. With only three feet in his hand, he fought in the four major states of Qizhou, Zhongzhou, Luzhou, and Yanzhou. In the end, he even crossed the Great Jiang, entered Jiangzhou openly, chasing the enemy from Zhengyi Sect, and went all the way to Wuzhou, until the Zhengyi Sect elder who was in charge of the Great Zhenren Mansion in Tianshi Mountain personally took action, and then stopped you. At that time, some people praised you as the leader of the four minor masters and the most likely to inherit the mantle of the Great Sword Immortal. Even the Queen Mother in the capital had heard of your reputation and said that if such a hero could serve the court, it would be equivalent to more than 10,000 elite soldiers. "

"I am very curious. In the battle of the Imperial Capital that year, you were clearly irreconcilable with Yan Feiqing and others. Now you have fallen from the realm of heaven and man. You have fallen from the Return to the Realm, which was only one step away from the Realm of the True Self, to the present state. It is said that the three realms of the Divine Transformation are one step higher than the next. You cannot be considered to have fallen from the clouds to the dust, but to the underworld. All of this is thanks to Yan Feiqing and others. But how did you turn hostility into friendship today? "

Speaking of this, the old man did not hide his sarcasm: "You are now, in your eyes, maybe not even as good as an ant? Something that can be crushed to death with one foot, I never thought that the famous Purple Mansion Sword Immortal would fall into my hands. This is not a Is it a capsize in the gutter? "

Li Xuandu finally said: "If I am not mistaken, you should be in the realm of heaven and man now? I have never regarded anyone as an ant. If you have such a mentality, blindly worship the strong and despise the weak, and cannot treat everyone equally, then you will never reach the realm of heaven and man. "

The old man's face suddenly darkened, and he sneered: "A phoenix without hair is worse than a chicken. You are in this situation now, and you still dare to say something to me?"

After that, the old man stretched out a hand and pressed down. Li Xuandu suddenly felt as if there was a heavy burden on his body, and he could not move at all.

The old man said coldly: "Young man, since you have fallen into the mud and chewed a mouthful of mud, you should learn what is restraint. There is an old saying that goes, people under the eaves have to bow their heads. What good is it for you to offend me with words like this? Do you still think you are the Purple Mansion Sword Immortal who ranked tenth on the Taixuan List?"

After the voice fell, Li Xuandu could not bear it and had to kneel on one knee, but blood still seeped out of his face.

At this moment, Yan Feiqing finally made a move, and the "Nine Yang Lihuo Cover" in his hand flew out again. This time it became as big as a temple morning bell, and a blazing real fire burned in the cover, like a fire dragon circling and entwining, falling on the head of the old man.

The old man Tibetan smiled coldly, without any fear, and said, "What an old master, what a master of Zhengyi Sect. Today I will learn about the methods of Zhengyi Sect's heroes."

Almost as the old man finished speaking, a fierce aura suddenly burst out with a rolling and shrill crying sound. For a moment, there was a lingering wind, a sad cloud and mist, flying around the old man Zang, covering his entire body.

The "Nine Yang Li Fire Cover" fell on the black fog with a bang. Countless blazing true cremations turned into several fire dragons, rolling and roaring, and the black fog was churning, with pale human faces appearing in it, twisting and wailing, which was extremely terrifying. It just prevents the "Nine Yangli Fire Cover" from falling down, and allows the fire dragon to burn the black fog to create gaps, but the black fog rolls, and the gaps are filled in an instant.

The figure of the old man appeared faintly in the black fog, and suddenly chuckled.

In an instant, thousands of laughter sounded in the black fog. At first glance, it sounded like the roar of the wind, but after listening carefully, it seemed like the wailing of the wronged soul.

Ghosts laugh in their ears, often attracting their souls, killing people with souls, and invisible and traceless.

At this moment, Yan Feiqing felt that the eyes were black first, and then a pair of blood-red eyes appeared from all directions and stared at him, as if he was about to swallow him up.

But almost at the same time, the hairpin on Yan Feiqing's bun turned into powder, rippling out a light green aura, dispelling the evil sound and making the clear light repeat in front of his eyes.

Yan Feiqing's eyes were filled with the sun's true fire, magnificent and gorgeous. He used the "Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Dharma" to activate the true energy, opened his mouth and roared, and his voice was like a thunder sound, but it was compressed within ten feet of radius, fluctuating back and forth. The wailing sounds of ghosts instantly passed, and even the black fog rolled endlessly, and became much fainter in an instant.

At this moment, Yan Feiqing bit the tip of her tongue and spit out a mouthful of "true sun saliva".

People have essence, energy and spirit. The blood of heavenly spirit belongs to the spirit, the blood of middle finger belongs to the qi, and the blood of the tip of the tongue belongs to the essence. The so-called "true yang saliva" is the essence and blood on the tip of the tongue, which is the heaviest yang energy in a person's body. Yan Feiqing entered the Tao with pure yang, and he could imagine his "true yang saliva".

Yan Feiqing drew the "Pure Yang Breaking Evil Talisman" in the void with blood.

I saw the red light flourishing, like the rising red sun shining on the heaven and earth. After the black fog encountered the red light, it quickly dissipated like the snow melting, revealing the old man hiding it.

The old man Tibetan is not a ghost or ghost, but a living master of the Heavenly Realm. However, he is not afraid of such a red light that specializes in the Yin Qi ghost. He smiled, waved his sleeves, and a black wind wrapped around countless unknown things. White paper money floating from where it swept across. The paper money flew towards the blood talisman, like a moth flying into a fire, immediately turning into ashes, but the black ash that burned out was constantly stained on the blood talisman, causing the blood talisman The dust is covered with the red light, and the spiritual light is greatly reduced.

The old man Tibetan still had leisure and said: "Yan Feiqing, you have been passed down by Zhang Jingxiu and the chief rank of Zhengyi Sect, plus the foundation of the entire Zhengyi Sect for you to practice, so that you can enter the Tao with pure yang today. But you are too young after all, and your Taoist practice is too shallow. Now, relying on a "Nine Yang Li Fire Cover", I hope you can be rampant without any restraint? "