"Whether you believe it or not, they are really two newborn children and don't understand the rules of the world." Jiu Ming said, and finally knew the feeling of taking the blame for others. He used to cause trouble, Gan Luo was beaten.

But this time it was Gan Luo who caused trouble, and they all had to die.

Nan'an looked at Xinghun, his beard was trembling with anger. He pulled out the Tangxi sword, one of the two swords on his waist. The meaning was very clear. If you get involved in Tangxi, then stay.

Jiu Ming was heartbroken. If I caused trouble, I wouldn't die. At most, I would be a little bit scared, or even tens of thousands of dollars. But you don't cause trouble in normal times, and you will go to the end when you cause trouble.

"It's really a child who is ignorant. Our Yin-Yang family is willing to make compensation. If you really want to do it, not many of you disciples can leave alive." Jiu Ming said.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Jiu Ming wanted to slap himself. The Tangxi Sword Alliance was a ruthless person who was even more cruel than the Confucian Gongyang Sect. The Gongyang Sect only talked about it and would only do it when it encountered it. The Tangxi Sword Alliance has been doing it all the time. Since King Zhuang of Chu won the title, the Tangxi Sword Alliance has been following the Chu State since now, and is afraid of threats.

Sure enough, when Nan An heard Jiu Ming's words, he didn't care about the morality of bullying the small and the small, and the more bullying the few. He just waved his sword to slash at Jiu Ming, and the other disciples roared at Dashi Ming.

"Can't kill anyone anymore!" Jiu Ming said to Dashiming.

The Grand Secretary paused, and changed the blood handprint of the skeleton that was originally tearing at everyone to slap them, and slapped the disciples of the Sword Alliance to fly out.

"Now I think about it, I'm merciful, what have you done!" Nan An saw Da Siming's actions, but he still didn't plan to let them go. Tang Xi's sword swung, pulling Da Siming and Jiu Ming together, not giving Da Siming a chance to fight with other disciples.

"Senior Nan'an, we really never thought of getting into evil with your Tangxi Sword Alliance. They are all children who are ignorant and ignorant." Jiu Ming said with great support.

"Children, are you talking about yourself again? You are so good at being so good at a young age. I don't know what you will look like in the future!" Nan'an Sword Master said to the child-like Xinghun Jiuming.

Jiu Ming realized that he was using Gan Luo's body now, and he was just a child. I knew it would not make sense, so he could only go all out to fight with the master of Nan'an Sword.

The only thing they are grateful for is that the Tangxi Sword Alliance is a sword-making lineage, not a hundred schools with all kinds of sword skills and methods. Otherwise, it would be too easy to kill them with the cultivation level of the Nan'an Sword Master.

Wu Chenzi and Shao Siming rode their horses but did not take action. First, Shao Siming was unwilling to do so, and second, they were looking for Han Yu's traces.

Seeing that the scene was already under control by Nan'an, they did not interfere anymore and took Beiluoshi Sect to continue to pursue Han Yu's traces.

Han Yu was also chased by the disciples of the Sword Alliance. He was not very powerful, so he was soon caught up by the disciples of the Sword Alliance. He squatted down in the snow and tried to avoid the pursuit of the disciples of the Sword Alliance.

However, with a few barkings from dogs, Han Yu felt a chill. He forgot that he would raise some hunting dogs in the mountains and fields, so he could only drill out of the snow piles and continue to drill into the deep forest. The only thing he was glad that the battle between Yin and Yang Family and Nan An attracted most of the disciples of the Sword Alliance, and only a small group of disciples came to chase him.

The hunting dog is in front and the disciple is behind, and you can see Han Yu's back from afar, but the snow is too deep, so it is not easy to catch up with Han Yu.

"Roar~" With a tiger's roar, a colorful and sling-eyed tiger appeared in front of Han Yu.

Han Yu and the disciples of the Sword Alliance knew that they had entered Shanjun's territory. All the hunting dogs were so scared that they retreated and did not dare to move forward. The disciples of the Sword Alliance were also hesitant whether to continue chasing.

The gorgeous big tiger stared at Han Yu with his pair of tiger eyes. Han Yu did not dare to move around, but stared at Shanjun Big Tiger.

Shan Jun Dahu also stared at Han Yu, tentatively walking back and forth in front of Han Yu, looking for the angle of attack.

"Ding~" A crisp sword chant came from the wooden box behind Han Yu, and a innocent and transparent sword flew out and hung in front of the big tiger.

Shanjun Dahu looked at the flying sword, with fear in his eyes, slowly retreated, bypassed Han Yu, and chased him to pursue the disciples of the Sword Alliance behind him.

When the disciples of the Sword Alliance saw the tiger attack, they didn't know what happened, but they immediately stood with swords back to back, not giving the tiger a chance to attack. The hunting dogs leaned against them in fear and barked at the tiger.

Han Yu didn't understand where the sword in front of him came from. In the wooden box, except for some gold, silver and fine softness, there was only that piece of dead branches. When did this sword come from?

Without too late to think about it, Han Yu reached out to take the Huaying Sword, but the Huaying Sword surrounded him and flew into the distance, disappearing into the dense forest.

On the other side, he heard the dense barking of dogs. Wu Chenzi and Shao Siming also understood that the disciples of the Sword Alliance discovered Han Yu's traces, and Baima also understood what he meant, and accelerated his pace and galloped towards the place where the barking of dogs came.

But a flying sword broke through the air and hung in front of them. The white horse was also startled and stood up.

Wu Chenzi hurriedly grabbed the reins, put his legs on the horse's belly, and hugged Shao Siming tightly to prevent him from falling off the horse.

The shadow sword hung in front of them, preventing them from continuing to chase Han Yu.

The Sui Hou sword embryo on Wu Chenzi's waist also whispered softly, and the nightmare Demon Qianyu reappeared, and two swords, one black and one white, confronted each other in the air.

"This is an imperial sword!" Nightmare Qianyu said hoarsely, and the aura on this sword restrained him too much.

Nightmare Qianyu returned to the sword embryo, and Sui Hou Jian also returned to the sheath. Only the innocent sword hovered in the air, pointing at Wuchenzi and the others obliquely.

"Are you the Emperor's Sword Drawing?" Wu Chenzi asked as he looked at the Innocence Sword.

"Young man, retreat!" A phantom appeared from the sword.

"Black Emperor Zhuanxu?" Wu Chenzi looked at the figure emerging on the sword, frowned, and then shook his head again. This was not the sword spirit carried by the Huaying Sword itself, but a wisp of thought left by special means, just like a blow from the extreme realm of the heavenly realm left by the turtle crown sacred on the bird feathers.

"I am Han Zi." The phantom said.

Wu Chenzi looked at Han Zi's phantom and said, "Your younger generation has seen Han Zi Xian."

"You are the descendant of Fuxi!" Han Zhong frowned at Wu Chenzi. He saw the breath of the River Tu Luoshu on Wu Chenzi.

Wu Chenzi nodded. Although Taoism started to establish a family from Lao Tzu, its inheritance came from the human emperor Fuxi. The Taoist scriptures he practiced were also formed through continuous summary and integration, but its original origin was "Three Tombs".

Han Zhong looked at Wu Chenzi and was silent for a while. With a wave of his hand, a huge force shook Shao Siming away, and at the same time he tore Wu Chenzi's clothes apart. The sword moved with the shadow and appeared behind Wu Chenzi.

Wu Chenzi felt chills. Why do you all like to stare behind people's backs? I wonder if this makes it easy for people to cause unhealthy reverie?

"Your path is very big, but it is not perfect, it reminds me of something." Han Zhong returned to Wu Chenzi and said.

"Senior, please tell me." Wu Chenzi bowed and asked for advice. Although he was trembling coldly, he was a fairy and could not afford to offend him.

"The map of the mountains, rivers, and country of Emperor Xuanyuan." Han Zhong said.

Wu Chenzi was stunned. No matter how he was rude, he would not dare to say that he was compared with Emperor Xuanyuan and Huangdi, and what was the map of mountains, rivers and country.

"The map of mountains, rivers, and country is a Tao, and it is also the realm for us practitioners to cross the extreme realm of heaven and man. The great way is derived, and the visions of different Taos are different." Han Zhong explained.

"There is still a realm after the extreme realm of heaven and man?" Wu Chenzi wrinkled. The Taoist records only reaching the extreme realm of heaven and man, and there will be nothing in the future.

"Yes, we call it immortal." Han Zhong said.

"Immortality, immortality?" Wu Chenzi thought for a while and asked.

"How can one be immortal and immortal? You really can think of any creature that can live forever. The longest living being is trees, but the trees have no spirits. Have you ever seen a spirited creature that can live for thousands of years? Even the longest living turtle, not many of them can live for more than five hundred years." Han Zhong shook his head, what do you descendants think about? Are you still eternal?

"Since you cannot live forever, why do you leave so many practice methods to tell future generations that you can live for immortality?" Wu Chenzi asked.

"How can I know this? I was also cheated, but I was still dead." Han Zhong said.

"How long has the senior lived?" Wu Chenzi thought about it and asked.

Han Zhong thought for a while, and then said, "It seems that he is five hundred years old or seven hundred years old. I remember when I was two hundred years old, I picked up a turtle who was the same age as me, and then I competed with it for whom I lived longer. In the end, it died of old age and I was still alive. Later, I met another 400-year-old mountain turtle, and then I died, and it was still alive."

Wu Chenzi was stunned in an instant. How boring you are living, comparing your life with the turtle and the turtle. And by doing so, you have lived for at least four or five hundred years, and it is no different from immortality.

"I think there is a legend about immortality circulating in the world. It is just because we are afraid that we will not work hard to practice, so that we will leave us with a thought of practicing." Han Zhong thought for a while and said.

"What's going on now for senior?" Wu Chenzi looked at Han Zhong's phantom and asked, "Since you are dead, why can you still exist in the Painting Sword and chat with me. Liezi still traveled through the long river of time and talked to me when he was alive. You are truly an immortal, and you can still talk to me beyond time and space since the Emperor Yao era.

Han Zhong thought about it, but he couldn't understand what he was doing now. He couldn't remember many things, and he felt that he could only come out this time, and then it disappeared.

"It's a kind of imprint. You know, words are imprints of heaven and earth. No matter how many tens of thousands of years have passed, future generations can understand what it represents when they see this word. Just treat me as a word, a word that represents Han Zhong." Han Zhong thought for a while and said.

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