Stubborn Swordsman

He Xiaoyao was a little puzzled and asked: "Life, old age, sickness, and death depend on fate, which is a natural thing. What's the point of thinking about these things?" Li Haoran just said slowly: "It's just a sigh when someone dies. It's not that big. It’s just a deep meaning.” He Xiaoyao thought it was the departure of someone Li Haoran knew, so he came here to sigh alone, and he also sighed and said: “This journey of cultivating immortals is already full of difficulties, fellow Taoists, don’t think too much.” Li Haoran did not answer because this extremely unnatural celestial phenomenon is not natural, but the sky is crying.

The heavy rain fell in the silent night, the immortal emperor fell, and the world changed. All these signs indicate that another immortal emperor has fallen. His thoughts have not completely dissipated and still remain in this star field. Li Haoran did not have much heart-to-heart in his last life. Fellow Daoists, you don't care about these visions, but now you think that another immortal emperor has fallen, and this teammate Tiancai Starfield has lost another combat power.

Li Haoran turned around and sat in the room when the rain gradually subsided, and saw the two people beside He Xiaoyao, and then said: "Dare to ask what is wine?" , or He Xiaoyao responded the fastest and said: "Alcohol is used to relieve worries. If something goes wrong, drink to forget the uncomfortable thing. If you are drunk in a dream, that is wine."

Li Haoran nodded and said: "Although you can be drunk, you can't completely relieve your worries. It would be a bit vulgar if you just use it to escape from things." "

Li Haoran held up the wine glass in his hand and said: "The way of wine lies in the person who drinks it. If two people are in love with each other, bad wine is still good wine. If two people are at odds, drinking delicious wine is also rubbish in the mouth. People often say that they want to be drunk. That's just a mediocre idea, but the real wine lies in love, which allows people to see the essence of things and penetrate people's hearts. My heart is love, so I think there is love in wine."

He Xiaoyao was a little puzzled and said: "Then I don't feel the love in my heart, so what should I do?" Li Haoran smiled and said: "That is the path you will take in the future, which means that you have not yet felt the love in your heart. Just get ready." He Xiaoyao was thoughtful after hearing this.Li Haoran finished his drink in one gulp and left alone.I only saw a person walking on the road that was still a little bit rainy, his figure was still so firm, as if there were big things ahead that couldn't stop his pace.

He Xiaoyao, who stayed in the room, thought about what Li Haoran said just now: "Yes, everything was prepared for me by Mrs. He, and even my reputation and behavior were created by him alone. Is there really no trace of myself in it, is that really okay?" He was a little puzzled that one was his elder, the Fragmentary Void Cultivator, and the other was just an ordinary disciple who might not even have a spiritual fusion, so late Whose guidance should one follow?He Xiaoyao couldn't figure it out. He wanted to see the feelings in his heart clearly as Li Haoran said while drinking the wine. The two Jindan monks next to him said, "Brother He, don't drink too much. , this is because medicinal wine still has some effect on the body, and the inner sect competition will be held in two days, so don't make any mistakes."

He Xiaoyao didn't listen, he didn't want to listen to other people's words now, and continued to drink without hesitation, the two people beside him saw that it was useless to persuade him and didn't say much.Suddenly He Xiaoyao threw the wine glass in his hand and laughed loudly, saying: "Okay, okay," he stood up a little after speaking, his footsteps were a little unsteady and wobbly like a drunk man, and he didn't feel anything at all. He lost the appearance of the handsome young man he used to be.

The sound of the wine glass breaking reached the ears of the woman in charge, she hurried to the scene where the incident happened and saw He Xiaoyao, who was smelling of alcohol, ran up and said: "Senior Brother He, what happened? Why did you drink so much?" Drunk," with a flattering look on his face.

Seeing her like this, He Xiaoyao said angrily, "Go away, I can drink as much as I want, and I don't care about you." The woman thought that He Xiaoyao was not in a good mood, maybe it was because of Li Haoran, she didn't see that Li Haoran had left Because this kind of ordinary disciple is not worthy of her concern, and then said: "It's my fault, I shouldn't let those low-level disciples be in the same room as Brother He. I will drive him out now. How dare you annoy He?" Brother has his good fruit to eat."

He Xiaoyao finally thought of Li Haoran now, because he was a little drunk, and he felt even more upset when he heard her say that, and said loudly: "That fellow Taoist is a person with great wisdom, a guy like you knows how to fart, isn't it just to be with you? Does the owner of the Qingju Building have anything to do with it? How can you talk about him like that." The woman shut up as soon as she heard it, and found that there was something wrong with He Xiaoyao now, probably because she was drunk, so she didn't say much. Afraid of pissing him off.

He Xiaoyao was walking on the road, drenched in the drizzle, and said: "It's a pity that I didn't ask his name and the disciples in that hall, otherwise I really want to meet him again." The two people behind him couldn't say anything, but Follow He Xiaoyao to avoid any accidents.

Two days passed by in a hurry. Before most of the remaining and Wan Dao Palace disciples came to the Dao Fa Hall, Yu Wu had been waiting here for a long time. When he saw that the time was almost up, he coughed, and then the noisy voice below came Disappeared, Yu Wen looked at these disciples and said: "Today is the day of our Wandao Palace inner sect competition, let me tell you some rules, all magic weapons and exercises can be used in this competition, except those forbidden exercises , if you want to avenge your personal revenge deliberately during the competition, then you can't blame me for being rude. No matter how you say it, we are all members of the same sect, so don't mess up in your own home, but you don't need to worry about speed. We still have to do our best, and our elders will act as referees and make timely moves, so don't worry too much about it. Then there are 2000 participants in the opening of the pulse, 600 people in Rongling, and 100 people in Jindan , Start with Pimai and the top 100 people will start the spirit fusion, the top 50 people will start the golden core, and the top ten people will start the final battle after the golden core, let's start now."

After finishing talking, everyone who participated in the Pioneering Battlefield was teleported to a different secret realm, because their number was too large to be suitable for competition here.

Li Haoran looked at the standard of the Sword Palace and wrote his own number one, three, two, four, indicating that he was still behind, and he was also watching the disciples who were about to compete.

The first one is a disciple of the Sword Palace and opposite him is a disciple of the Painting and Calligraphy Palace. Their cultivation bases are around the second floor of Pimai, and they seem to have just come to Wandao Palace.

The two started the duel without saying a word. The disciple of the Sword Palace used an iron sword. Although it was not a magic weapon, it seemed that the sword was made with great care from the sharpness of the sword, but the one from the Painting and Calligraphy Palace actually used It is a fan, and it is a fan without any power.

At the beginning, the disciples of the Sword Palace had the upper hand, because the disciples of the Painting and Calligraphy Palace did not dare to directly challenge Wei Yan of the iron sword, and the disciples of the Sword Palace felt a little uncomfortable. Seeing that they had not defeated him yet, they felt a little anxious. If they can't be defeated quickly, doesn't that prove that the people in the Sword Palace are all trash?Because he had also heard about the Sword Palace, he was very uncomfortable and eager to express himself, which led to his flaws.

The disciple of the Painting and Calligraphy Palace saw the man attacking him, smiled secretly and threw the fan in his face, and punched the disciple of the Sword Palace with both hands, but the people of the Sword Palace didn't realize that he was hit by such a move. Dazed, he thought the fan was his weapon. Seeing him throwing the fan at him, he thought that there was some mechanism on the top who didn't care about him, so he was knocked down by him and couldn't move.

At this time, an elder's voice sounded and said: "The Palace of Calligraphy and Painting is comfortable and superior." The disciple of the Sword Palace lying on the ground said: "Why do you still go to the Palace of Calligraphy and Painting after your body skills are so good, shouldn't it be the Palace of Martial Arts?" The man said: "Actually, I prefer calligraphy, but I am very qualified in physical training. Although the palace master has persuaded me to change the hall, I still like the calligraphy and painting hall. I'm sorry, brother, I won."

Although there are a lot of people, the winners and losers will be decided within a short period of time in each competition, because the spiritual power of opening up the meridians is not much, so they can't last for a long time. The best way is to kill them with one blow.So soon it was Li Haoran's appearance.

What Li Haoran was facing was a disciple of the Dao Dharma Hall whose cultivation base was at the ninth level of Pimai and his aura was about to enter the soul fusion. He only needed to deepen his own understanding to break through.

As soon as the man came up, he reported to the portal and said: "Wang Sheng of the Dao Dharma Palace, he cultivated the ninth level of Pimai." Li Haoran said indifferently: "Li Haoran of the Sword Palace," Wang Sheng looked at Li Haoran and said, "Don't you Didn't the suzerain give you a good magic weapon? Can you fight me with only a wooden sword?"

Li Haoran said: "The magic weapon is only to assist the monks. If the algorithm has a spirit, then the monk is the main magic weapon and the auxiliary. The combination of the two can exert the greatest ability, so the most important thing is yourself and not other things."

Wang Sheng nodded and said: "That's good, but you are not my opponent anyway." After finishing speaking, he picked up the gourd in his hand, and suddenly opened his eyes while he was muttering, and saw the gourd in his hand changed to spray. When the water came out, he shouted: "The mountains and rivers are flooded with water."

This is a large-scale spell, but the power is not that sufficient. But with the blessing of his own treasure gourd, he is confident that Li Haoran will suffer a lot of trouble with his high cultivation base, and then use spells to defeat him. If Li Haoran If you fight hard in it, you can make up the magic circle, so he has a chance of winning.

But the facts are always somewhat different, Li Haoran was standing on the water intact, Wang Sheng saw this scene and shouted: "This is impossible." Li Haoran said: "It's just a drop in the ocean, how can it hurt me half a point, Even if the Tianhe River collapses, I can survive alone, and the mere river water dares to offend my majesty." After speaking, an invincible force surged up into the sky, and even Wang Sheng's spells were affected, as if he was afraid of Li Haoran, and dared not attack him again. Move half a point forward.

In the meantime, Li Haoran slashed out one by one, as if he was going to smash the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, Wang Sheng was a little flustered by Li Haoran's countermeasures, but now facing Li Haoran's invincible sword intent, he didn't even think of a single move. just fell down.Li Haoran didn't even look back at Wang Sheng, because he was just an inconspicuous passer-by in his life.Fortunately, the elder came to rescue Wang Sheng in time, otherwise this sword intent might be the last thing Wang Sheng saw in his life.