The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

"Who are you?" Liang Yan looked at the Taoist boy in front of him, and suddenly asked a dumb question.

The Dao Tong's face was startled, and he hurriedly raised his head and said, "Uncle Shi, are you okay? I'm Xuan Qing. You don't even know me anymore. Are you crazy?"

"No."

Liang Yan shook his head with a serious face and said: "Practicing swords for the teacher in the mountains, I have long known the time and geometry of the years, and these years have successively cut off the world's cause and effect and the seven emotions and six desires. There are thousands of sentient beings in the world. It's just a pair of skins."

His words were unpredictable, and coupled with the appearance of the original fairy style, Xuan Qing actually believed it to be true, and suddenly realized: "So that's it! Is it true that the uncle master has penetrated the sword thirteen and has reached the realm of returning to nature!" "

"Sword Thirteen?" Liang Yan moved slightly in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged, but a calm expression appeared.

Liang Yan's appearance fell in Xuan Qing's eyes, and he strengthened Xuan Qing's conjecture, and saw him with a look of ecstasy and said: "Sure enough! Haha, sure enough! Master Uncle Tianzong Wizard, the longevity of our Kunwu Sword Sect Swordsmanship, only you can penetrate the last style! In this way, our Kunwu Sword Sect is saved!"

"Longevity Sword Technique? The last one?" Liang Yan heard it in a cloud of fog, and there were many puzzles in his mind. However, he had always changed extremely fast, and immediately assumed the appearance of an expert, stretched out his withered palm, touched the top of Xuan Qing's head, and sighed:

"Who first realizes the big dream? I know it in my life. As a teacher, Yimeng in the mountains, although his realm has broken through, but because of this, he has lost a lot of memory. Now that the teacher asks you something, you must answer truthfully."

After hearing this, Xuan Qing straightened up, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and respectfully said to Liang Yan:

"Uncle Master has asked, but the disciples know all the answers!"

"Very good!" Liang Yan reached out and touched the white beard he had never had before, as if he was very satisfied with Xuan Qing's attitude, and then asked his first question:

"Where are we now?"

"Um..." Xuan Qing looked up at Xiang Liang Yan in disbelief, but still answered truthfully: "This is the hidden sword of Kunwu Mountain! Kunwu Mountain is our Kunwu Mountain. The foundation of My Sword Sect’s establishment lies. Uncle Master, have you even forgotten this?"

"Kunwu Sword Sect..." Liang Yan pondered for a moment, and then continued to ask, "Are there any other schools of sword practice besides Kunwu Mountain?"

"This..." Xuan Qing disturbed his head and said, "There are some influential small sects who use swords, but our Kunwu Mountain is the head of the sword sect in the world. It can be called the birthplace of swordsmanship. It is not at all. Those small sects are comparable."

"Then have you heard of'spiritual power'!" Liang Yan suddenly asked loudly.

Xuan Qing was taken aback by him, and shook his head subconsciously, "No, the disciple has never heard of it!"

"That's it!" Liang Yan nodded secretly in his heart: "It seems that there are indeed no cultivators in the world in this painting, only ordinary secular warriors. Just like the little Taoist in front of him, there is no spiritual power in the meridian, but it has good internal power. At first glance, it is the foundation of martial arts training since childhood"

According to his inner thoughts, the world in this painting is so big, it is simply a fantasy to find the remains of the Qing Emperor within three hours. Since the Taoist seeker is a sword repairer, he once said that those who are predestined will be able to see it, presumably this Qing emperor's left wood should be in a place related to the sword.

"Kunwu Mountain is the head of the sword sect in the world. Could it be that the remains of the Qing emperor are in this Kunwu sword sect?"

As soon as Liang Yan thought of this, he immediately asked: "Xuanqing, do you know the remains of the Qing Emperor?"

"The left wood of Emperor Qing?" Xuan Qing disturbed his head and said, "What is that again?"

"What about the longevity mayfly wood?" Liang Yan asked unwillingly.

"Uncle Shi, you are so weird today, why do you always ask about weird things? Xuan Qing has been with you for many years, I have never heard of it before?"

Seeing a look of incomprehension appeared in this little Dao Tong's eyes, Liang Yan could only stop questioning, and put on an unpredictable posture, gently touched the top of his head, and sighed:

"Xuan Qing, you don't know something. In my dream of being a teacher, I felt that Kunwu Sword Sect is facing great disaster today. Only by finding this longevity mayfly tree can I prevent this disaster for my sect... "

"That's it!" Xuan Qing said in awe: "Uncle Shi was still thinking about me in his retreat dream, which is really admirable!"

He paused and seemed to think of something, and then said: "Although this longevity mayfly Mu Xuanqing has never heard of it, there is a longevity shrine on the top of the back mountain in the clan. Is it related to this?"

"It must be!"

Liang Yan was excited, Jianzong, Changsheng Temple, these key information combined together, the longevity mayfly tree must be there!

When he thought that he had only come to the world in the painting, it was only a short moment, and he had found the clue of the Qing Emperor's legacy, and Liang Yan was so excited that he was a little trembling.

"Quick........ Take your teacher to the Changsheng Temple!"

"Uncle Shi, what nonsense are you talking about! This kind of thing allows Xuan Qing to arrange a few disciples to find it. Now everyone in the Demon Cult has killed on the sword test stage. Although the sovereign is leading all the disciples to make the final resistance, However, there are too many masters of the Demon Cult. If you don’t go to the rescue right now, I am afraid that Zongmen’s century-old foundation will be cut off!"

"Save the field?" Liang Yan rolled his eyes after hearing ~www.ltnovel.com~ and cursed secretly in his heart: "Save a fart field! I have no spiritual power and my cultivation skills have been lost. With my mundane martial arts, Still want to fight against other people’s demon cult leader? Besides, the sect is severed, what does it have to do with me! I have only three hours less than now. If I can’t find the remains of the Blue Emperor, I will have my own life. Finished!"

However, he naturally wouldn't say these words directly, he could only shook his head and said:

"Chi'er, I know that you have a deep feeling for the sect, but now only the longevity mayfly can save my Kunwu Sword Sect. Listen to the words of Uncle Master, now take me to the Longevity Shrine immediately!"

"Don't go!" Xuan Qing cried, holding Liang Yan's thighs: "Uncle Shizu, you are confused! People have already hit the door of the house now. This time to go to the Changsheng Temple, our Kunwu Sword Sect is already there. Gone!"

"Xuan Qing!" Liang Yan's face sank, and said with an angry expression: "You don't even listen to the words of Uncle Master!"

In fact, when he said this, his intention was to bluff Xuanqing. Unexpectedly, after hearing this, instead of an expression of fear on his face, this little Taoist boy showed a trace of determination.

He stood up and took Liang Yan's hand and said: "Uncle Shi,'You must put the interests of the sect first at all times!' This sentence was what you taught me back then."

As soon as Xuan Qing's voice fell, he immediately mobilized his internal force throughout his body. He pulled Liang Yan's hand and ran down the mountain. At the same time, he shouted: "Uncle Master, please save me Kunwu!"

"Hey, you kid wait..."

Before Liang Yan finished speaking, he felt a great force pulling him forward. At this moment, he had no spiritual power, and he could only watch as he was dragged by the little road boy and ran down the mountain... ..