Stubborn Swordsman

After the token was taken out, the old man was silent, staring at the old wood with wide eyes, as if he wanted to confirm the authenticity, or was thinking about something, his eyes were erratic.

The Tianjianzong and other monks dared not take a breath. The old man's words determined their life and death. I really wanted to walk over and give the old man a kowtow. One is not enough, just two, three... I know what the old man said pass.

After half a quarter of an hour, Li Haoran was a little bored and yawned sleepily, Luo Qiuling rubbed his eyes aside, with a pair of skillful hands, very warm and comfortable.

Then he heard a hey smile, the old man stared at the young Taoist couple, his eyes were blurred, and he seemed to understand, but seeing that Li Haoran didn't dump him at all, he was a little embarrassed, coughed and said: "So that's how it is, that's how it is .I didn’t expect that what was recorded in the document was true! It’s the old man’s eyesight, since he’s a distinguished guest, it’s fine.”

The old guy rubbed his hands and walked up slowly. Li Haoran squinted, and then quickly took the token back.Immediately, the eyes of the two met, the old man blushed a little, like a stuffy gourd, unable to say anything, Li Haoran grinned, the old man was really thick-skinned, and wanted to steal his token!

"How to say?"

Li Haoran asked.

The old man scratched his head, sighed and said, "Can I buy their lives with money?"

Li Haoran rolled his eyes, then nodded and said with a smile: "Yes!"

The cultivator of Tianjianzong heaved a sigh of relief, the white-haired old man was extremely depressed and out of breath, he could only glared at the cultivator of Tianjian angrily and said, "Get out of here, do you still want to die?!"

When the twenty sword cultivators heard this, they ran away rolling and crawling. As a sword cultivator's sword was broken, his own strength was naturally greatly reduced, and what's more, his breath was disturbed.

Li Haoran spread out his palms and asked for the treasure from the old man. The latter's face was extremely painful and even a little distorted. After some ideological struggle, he took off the gourd from his waist and prepared to hand it to Li Haoran.

As a result, the latter withdrew his hand, looked disgusted, and said in surprise: "I don't want the gourd you drank."

The old man became anxious all of a sudden, and immediately said: "Boy, do you know that this is a gourd for raising swords! It is a good thing that can warm Yang swords! It can also hold tens of thousands of catties of wine. In warm Yang, not only is the spiritual energy abundant, it can be turned into spiritual wine. With the addition of sword intent, you can forge the soul in your body, you don't want such a good thing? You really don't know the goods!"

Li Haoran shook his head and said, "No. It's just that I don't like the ones you used. You old man's broken gourd. I don't know if you have bad breath?"

With a slap, the old man patted his forehead, a little bit burnt out, he didn't know how to complain about Li Haoran.

After much deliberation, the old man changed the subject, stared at Li Haoran and said, "Is that thing real?"

The young man nodded, touching the hilt of Zhu Xian's sword with his right hand, he didn't know what he was doing, like wasting time, he was doing whatever he wanted.

The old man couldn't take it anymore, took off his big sword, took out a broken bag, and was rummaging for something, throwing out a broken stick, a piece of tattered clothes, and other rubbish, he didn't know what to expect. Whether it's collecting junk or not, why are there so many waste products in this storage bag?

After rummaging for a long time, he finally took out a small gourd, which was much smaller than the one hanging on his waist, and this gourd was a bit tattered and pitted.

"How about this thing?"

The old man asked again, this is his entire family!I think that when I went to the Baoge auction that day, I fell in love with this purple gourd and bought it at a sky-high price. Although it is a broken sword-raising gourd, it is also a good thing in the sky. If it is repaired, its own strength will definitely be higher. Therefore, it cost a billion spirit stones to buy it. Unfortunately, it has been ten thousand years, and this soul gourd is still like this. The old man can't tell.

Anyway, this kid also lied to him just now, if he fell in love with this gourd, everything will be fine, and he can recommend this person to Xuantian Kingdom. He has that thing on him, and those old things can let him return some water at that time. Not so bad.

Thinking of this, the old man was ready to brag about the power of this gourd, but when he saw Li Haoran staring at the purple gourd unwaveringly, he grinned, there was something to be said!

Li Haoran took a breath, and asked in a deep voice: "Really! Is this thing mine?"

The old man nodded, and put all his efforts into Li Haoran's arms, for fear that he would not want it.Li Haoran looked at the gourd in his hand, and it was a little unreal, so there is really such a good thing as a pie in the sky?

After accepting the gourd, Li Haoran cupped his fists and said, "I'm Li Haoran? I don't know where the name of the old man is taboo?"

Speaking of this, the old man's face was radiant, and he became a romantic old boy again, with his nose turned to the sky and said: "My surname is Zheng, and my name is Chenggong!"

"Hidden family Zheng?"

The old man smiled and nodded, that's not it, the Zheng family can have such a good reputation, it's not because of the authority of this old man!Being enshrined in the Profound Sky Kingdom is not a title that any cat or dog can get.

Looking at Tianlan, the old man Zheng Chenggong glanced at the sharp sword beside Li Haoran's waist, then immediately looked away, and said again: "Have you ever heard of the secret realm of Xuantian Kingdom?"

"of course."

One of Li Haoran's plans is to go to Xuantian Kingdom and meet that person. It's a reincarnation, and his obsession still hasn't dissipated. How should I put it?I always feel that there is something in my heart, let him go there, otherwise I will feel uneasy.

"Let's go, boy, let's go. Let's talk slowly along the way if we don't understand."

Li Haoran nodded, this old man is a master of shattering emptiness, he should be above the shattering emptiness fifth heaven, he is someone who has seen even the little heavenly tribulation, if the old man makes a shot forcefully, it is within a short distance, I am afraid it is Luo Qiuling He also has no power to parry, but fortunately he has no murderous intentions or compassion, otherwise he will be doomed!

This is Li Haoran's pursuit of becoming stronger, Dao Ling, like the sword cultivator Tian Tian, ​​who has no means and strength, so he can only bow his head and wait for death, he can't do anything, he still has a long way to go, he can't fall down here.

With a swing of the old man's great sword, the sword became ten meters tall and could carry people. Although there was a faint burst of sword intent, it was not worth mentioning to Li Haoran.

From the mouth of the old man, I learned that this sharp sword was brought out by the old man from Dengxiantai. Even ordinary casual cultivators have to weigh one or two when the sword is drawn. The half-immortal soldier is not built, it is something that fell after being promoted to an immortal soldier, and failed. Although it is a failure, it is also mixed with With a hint of fairy rhyme!Once the spirit energy of the immortal is scattered, even hundreds of fragments have to retreat three points.

Immortals and mortals are separated by one step. If there is a gap, it cannot be crossed. If you reach the sky in one step, you will be an immortal.If you are not an immortal, no matter whether you are the Nine Heavens of Shattered Void, or a Sanxian, etc., you have to live with your tail between my immortal feet!

The old man Zheng Chenggong and Li Haoran chatted a lot on Banxianjian. He is enshrined in Tianxuan and has a high status.He is very famous for teaching swordsmanship, swordsmanship and so on. He is a young master of Tianxuan and one of his disciples of Zheng Chenggong. Now he has broken the fourth heaven and is extremely powerful!

Speaking of Li Haoran, the old man is still very interested. He has heard of his deeds in Tianxuan and Tianbao Pavilion.But this is not what he cares about, what he wants to know is about Li Haoran and Wan Dao Palace.

Back then, Li Haoran used a blow from a human immortal, which could be described as mighty and mighty, disturbing dozens of fragments in the deep mountains of Yanhuang, even he, Zheng Chenggong, felt it.The boy who fell to the top of the sky is a genius boy, which is really euphemistic.

On the flying sword, the two communicated without any scruples. Hearing Li Haoran's reply, the old man was taken aback. He looked at Li Haoran carefully and said: "Really, the little guy from more than 20 years ago, is it really you, Li Haoran?"

The young man nodded, pointed at Luo Qiuling aside, and responded, "Otherwise, what do you think?"

The old man was surprised, but he recovered quickly. He knew a little about the demon clan hidden under the Absolute Heaven.That was a good deed done by that ancestor of the Profound Sky Kingdom.Xuan Dongliu, Xuan Daozi, with his incomparable talent, overwhelmed the heroes of the present age, covered the sky with one hand, and dominated Yanhuang!The thin spiritual energy in the lower world has broken through the realm of immortality, and if you draw it with one hand, it will be an eternal barrier!Isolating both humans and monsters, from now on, Yanhuang no longer has to worry about the riots of the monster clan, and can feel at ease.

When the old man Zheng Chenggong heard this, he immediately became interested and hurriedly asked: "Boy, it is said that the monsters in the lower realm are all powerful! It is a flesh body, and it is the power of my magic weapon. I wonder if there is such a god in the legend? "

Li Haoran shook his head, the old man heaved a sigh of relief, thinking how powerful the monster race is?As a result, the next sentence made Zheng Chenggong numb.

"It's far more than that. Compared with today's monks, the monster race can beat Yanhuang monks at the same level with just brute force, let alone using other methods."

The old man didn't believe it, and felt that Li Haoran was bragging, but he had never seen a big monster before, so let Li Haoran talk about it, what kind of powerful method is it?

Li Haoran was also fine, he remembered Ao Tianduan, and then started to introduce him.

It is said that it is a fat man, and it does not look very good, but it turns into a real body, a five-clawed golden dragon, which can tear the space with one grasp, and it is the five elements of heaven and earth!

The old man gave up and signaled to stop.Going on, he was afraid of getting stuck, so he wanted to go down to Jue Tian Peak to see if he was as amazing as Li Haoran said.

Li Haoran joked: "It's okay, you will definitely see him soon. As far as I know, when Dengxiantai is opened again, that guy will come back. At that time, we will see how good the old man is!"

Zheng Chenggong laughed, my generation of monks, why should we fight!Even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu came, he would dare to draw a sword.

Chatting along the way, the old and the young get along pretty well, the old look at the talented, and the young look at the present.

The flying sword suddenly blew, the old man frowned, and slowed down while turning his hands, but when he saw a piece of yellow sand, dozens of figures "blocked" in front of him.

Zheng Chenggong was a little unhappy. He was the one who blocked the way of others. Today is a good day. Someone dares to trouble him with Zheng Chenggong?Hehe, I'm afraid I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth. Although I am called a master, I am not a soft persimmon!

"Junior Emperor Dugu, pay respects to Senior Zheng!"

On the yellow sand, a team headed by a middle-aged man, old and young, there are quite a few people, it seems that they are here to make trouble.

Zheng Chenggong turned his head, waved his sleeves, pointed at the man's nose and said, "Which onion are you?"