Chapter 036: Three Million Heavenly Sword Immortals Meet Me with a Northern Liang Sword

When the group of white-robed men and women who were like immortals swooped down on Linhu Mountain Villa in a furious manner, there was a handsome young man standing in the pavilion of Crouching Tiger Mountain, wearing a famous sword from Longyan Incense Furnace on his waist, inscribed with the four characters of Rootless Celestial Water in ancient seal script. He happened to see the scene of the white butterfly dotting the water on the lake, his fists clenched, a shadowy aura of anger tinged with fear. The world says that there are immortals in the ancient times, who are beyond the world, who drink dew when they are hidden from the world, and who do not compete with the world; as long as they appear in the world, they are sucking in the clouds and rain, and calling out to the thunder. The young man standing alone in the pavilion as the young master of the Youyan Villa, the eye is very high, naturally will not be the group of white people mistaken for immortals, the Spring and Autumn split between the north and south of the two factions of the qi practitioners only, the north faction of the city of Tai’an Qintian Supervision as the first, north of the Guangling River, are reduced to court lackeys, diligently for the Zhao family son of heaven to look at the gas and watch the elephant, long been criticized. The south is relatively withered and scattered, to the South China Sea White Bottle Guanyin Sect is honored, hibernating in the overseas islands, people in the world, the same as the scattered fairy.

This dozen by a qi master leading to the qi practitioners, undoubtedly high up in the immortal island out of the world. The reason why such a large number of people, leaving the South China Sea to re-emerge, plotting is the Longyan incense burner hidden casting of the runic sword, which is a pile of South China Sea would like to hit the mountain but would like to be strong trade, when there are South China Sea woman white barefoot into the jianghu, only into the martial arts will be surprised as a heavenly, countless chivalrous talent to worship, if not by the generation of the God of the Sword Li ChunGang to the tears back, there may be more enjoyable fairy deeds The old master of the Youyan Mountain Villa. The old master of Youyan Villa was one of the admirers at that time, now the Zhuangzheng Jingling inherited his father’s wish to hire a boat to visit the immortals, encountered a hundred years of dragon scroll, to a Guanyin Sect of women Qi practitioners saved by coincidence, mutual adoration, elopement back to the villa, twenty-five years ago, Guanyin Sect of a Qi practitioners to kill quietly, to the woman to kill herself, the infatuation of the people of the Zhang Jingling for this reason at all costs to seal off the generation of the sword casting furnace, promised to cast only for the Guanyin Sect of the sword casting furnace, to the God of the sword Li Chungang. Promised only for the Guanyin Sect casting sword 81, in exchange for his wife’s life, he day if the casting of the sword is not, he can die with his wife, the casting of the sword is not easy, practitioners of the top quality of the sword is difficult to add to the difficulties of twenty-five years later, but casting of thirty-six sword, the Youyan Villa faltering, has been almost lost, the lesser bank advocate Chunlin of the South China Sea to demand a debt for the South Seas Practitioner how not to be abhorred? Does he really want to watch his parents die in love?

A pair of nearly 50 years old but not old men and women slowly climbed the mountain, the man looks rough, born with a leopard head ring eyes, have primitive and reckless evil look, look but calm, holding hands into the pavilion, occasionally look sideways to his wife, all is rough in the fine iron man tenderness. The woman and his son Zhang Chunlin have seven or eight parts of the similarity of God, dressed in elegant, dignified appearance, the face of the impending death, not afraid to die, but full of silent guilt. Entering the pavilion together, Zhang Chunlin gritted his teeth, red eyes, gamely turned his head away. The woman went and gathered her son’s top quality Liaodong fox fur and said softly, “It’s mother’s fault, delaying your father not to mention wreaking havoc on the ancestral business of the manor.”

Youyan Mountain Villa Zhuangzhuang Zhang Jieling slightly glared and said: “What are you talking about, what delayed the disaster, talking nonsense. For Zhang Jieling to be able to find such a good daughter-in-law as you is already smoke from his ancestors’ graves, if he has any more complaints, he will be struck by lightning.”

Although Zhang Chunlin was polite and courteous, not a drop of water can seep through, but with his own parents do not need to put on the mask of warmth and goodness, his eyes were moist and looked at his father, Zhang Jieling, “I blame you, your sword skills are mediocre, you only know how to forge swords all your life, you can’t even protect your mother!”

Zhang Jieling speechless, also do not feel in front of his son to pretend what heroic heroes of the mountains and rivers, just hmmm.

The woman’s face cooled a few points, and she rebuked in a deep voice, “Chunlin, don’t talk about your father like that!”

Zhang Chunlin looked down at his hands and choked, “Actually, it’s all my fault, I couldn’t protect my parents. I’m a coward, my hands are still shaking at this moment, I can’t hold my sword steady, much less dare to draw it on that gang.”

Zhang Jieling gently smiled, his eyes kind, and touched his son’s head, “With father here, father should be the first to carry the burden when the sky collapses. Chunlin, we jianghu people ah, especially practicing swords, it’s impossible for anyone to be a first-rate expert, not to mention the luxury of what a sword fairy, not to do something bad is enough, not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Hey, these free overseas practitioners are also regarded as the so-called immortals in the jianghu, by the immortals knocking on the door to collect debts, I’m not wrong with your mother, although you have been and the crown for some years, but there is no need to be too much self-reproach, not to mention that do not think about revenge, father and mother these twenty years, are earned, and then there are you, have earned to the grandma’s home, if you are in the father and mother left after the life of the bull’s-eye, mother and father in the lower part of the peace of mind, father is a rough man, this life will only be iron casting sword, the father is a rough man, the life will only be iron casting sword. This life will only iron casting sword, and did not teach you what to live in the world of reasoning, not to say half a sentence of gold and jade, but there is one thing you have to keep in mind, the world has too many things that are not capable of, do people can not suffocate their own life, that is really in vain to reincarnation to the world to walk through the life.”

Zhang Chunlin, who was in tears for the first time in his life, raised his head and blurred his eyes with tears, “Father, I’m really not willing to ah.”

Zhang Jieling, who seldom put on a fatherly demeanor to his son, calmly said, “You have to live even if you are not happy.”

The woman moved gently to take the cuffs to wipe away the son’s tears, turned his head to look at the lake sitting alone in a boat fishing Demoiselle, do not want to father and son deep into the pain, change the subject frowned and asked: “Who is that strange character?”

Zhang Jieling grinned: “The snow closed the road, come to the manor to borrow a group of guests, listen to Zhang Han said not vulgar, with his eyesight, even the height of the hands did not see, I think it must be uncomplicated, if it is the usual, I am sure to make friends, when it is inevitable that you will be taught a lesson. I ah, is this kind of dog can’t change eat shit stubbornness, these years suffer you, there is a saying is not that a clever woman can’t cook without rice well, that is daughter-in-law you.”

The woman forced a smile and gently shook her head, then held his and her son’s hands.

Zhang Jieling exhaled, “You and I will go down the mountain, if we accidentally let our guests get into a conflict with the Guanyin Sect, it would be hard on our conscience. Chunlin, you don’t show up, father and mother do a good job of welcoming the guests for the last time, from now on, you’ll be the head of the house.”

Zhang Chunlin gripped his ancient sword tightly in one hand, his eyes resolute as he said, “I’ll go down the mountain together!”

When Zhang Jieling was in a difficult situation, out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed movement on the lake surface and eeped in surprise, then stared with a shocked expression.

White-clothed Qi Practitioners on the lake dragonfly pointing water, roiling snow and wind naturally away from their bodies a few feet away from drifting down, the leader of the Immortals approaching the Youyan Mountain Resort less than thirty feet, the tail on a young woman Qi Practitioner treading water jumped over the canoe before, overlooking a glance at the impassive man, seated on his knees, cloaked in a thick straw raincoat, the top of the head of the bucket hat, there are two strands of white hair out of the unusual age from the temples gently drooping, a glance at the fishing guest Face, very young, in the eyes of the world, the skin is exceptionally outstanding, so much so that after she jumped over the canoe without shoes and socks, she still looked back to look at a glance, only to think that this guy would not be scared silly, or intoxicated by the fishing on the lake, really did not see anything?

Xu Fengyen, who sat alone on the cold river, has been holding his breath, turning a blind eye to these white-clothed qi practitioners who are stepping on the lake, even if they are “stepped on” at their feet, he has not had the slightest movement of qi, and even intentionally made the yin creatures who have a big appetite for action to be hidden, for one thing, Xu Fengyen is just a halfway house at the Youyan Villa and doesn’t want to do anything, just in case these Immortals in the eyes of the worldly immortals are the honored guests that the mountain villa needs to sweep the couch to welcome, Xu Fengyen doesn’t feel that letting the gluttonous Xu Ying go on a killing spree is the way to be a guest. Secondly, Xu Fengyen is only hostile to the capital Qin Tian Supervisor, the south of the Qi Practitioners have no grudges against him, it is fate to meet each other, as a view of the fairies and enjoy the scenery.

But when Xu Fengyen sensed that this group of white-clothed immortals exuded a trace of identity-inconsistent killing intent, he stopped hiding, took off his hat, and the flat boat flew backward like an arrow, creating a wonderful ripple on the lake surface.

In a flash, the boat stopped at twenty feet out of the lake, just in time to block the landing point of the head qi master.

The old woman in white with a withered and solemn face frowned slightly, her figure stopped abruptly and drifted down on the lake surface along with the heavy snow on the shore of her body, and a dozen or so relatively young Immortalists behind her stopped their feet one after another.

This group of Qi Practitioners stepped on top of the lake surface, not moving, like a white butterfly stopping a mirror.

Youyan Villa lake compound I do not know who first saw this picture of the mysterious scene, after a few surprised, not long after a succession of out of the courtyard door, stopped to watch from afar, and soon the head of the crowd, both the mansion of the Qing guest servants, but also the master of the village “entrusted to the orphan” of the friends and friends of the distance.

Xu Fengyen said flatly: “It’s a guest of Youyan, I welcome you to the very end, if it’s a provocation, we have to sit down and chat slowly, and talk about it properly. By the way, since you guys can stand on the lake and pretend to be immortals, you must not have a bad Dao, and your butts won’t be cold even if you sit down, right?”

The old woman with withered breath frowned even tighter, and most of the Qi Practitioners around her also had displeased faces, except for the last white-clothed woman who was alone and barefoot, who let out a soft laugh.

A white-robed fairy about thirty years old quietly turned her head and helplessly glared, the latter quickly slapped up her face, but unfortunately a pair of long autumn eyes with unabated laughter gave away the secret of heaven.

Sixteen people all carry a sword or a number of swords of different lengths, or from the hands of generations of ancient records of immortals handed down the peach wood sword, or have a thousand years of age of the ancient bronze sword, is the “new” sword, that is also calculated by the first year.

Legend has it that qi practitioners cultivation method is unique, specializing in the heavenly paradise 100 feet above the sky collection of thunder, made of thunder beads by secret technology, a throw, the power is huge, as really as the ground to open the thunder. Or the earliest ray of sunrise reflecting the East China Sea, into the mirror, a light, evil and filthy things are not ashes. There is a collection of unclaimed souls to Fengdu to Yang body into the nether world to save the magic of virtue, in short, the clever practitioners of the subtle means, endless, ordinary people will only feel incredible, but also from the heart of the gods, as if the heavenly immortal. In fact, qi practitioners from the ancient Fangshi, with the Taoist alchemy of real people are somewhat similar, but qi practitioners of this goat’s intestine path to go narrower and farther.

A young man Qi Practitioner coldly said, “Get out of the way!”

Xu Fengyen, who had always been a rogue with a soft but not hard nature, smiled and said, “Asked me.”

Then he gently patted the Northern Liang Sword on his waist, “Ask my sword again.”

Although the old woman is one of the few top qi practitioners in the world, she did not overbearing, and blandly said, “Going to Youyan Villa is just to pick up the sword according to the appointment. Young man, being willing to pull out a sword to help someone in distress is a good thing, but one must also be reasonable.”

Xu Fengnian stood up, patted the snow on the shoulders of the straw raincoat, “I know a senior, once got a good sword from Youyan Villa, you can take the sword, take it away, but to bully others, I still say, ask me, ask me for the sword.”

Previously the man who spoke icily Qi Practitioner even more does not hide his anger.

The anger of a man, blood splattered five steps, head grabbed the ground. In the wrath of the Son of Heaven, millions of corpses are ambushed and thousands of miles of blood are shed.

In the eyes of mortals, the immortal’s wrath, how can it be lighter than the wrath of the Son of Heaven?

The world knows that immortals are good, that is, they know that the high and mighty of the immortals are not inferior to the emperors and generals.

This Qi Practitioner did not hide his true heart, and his anger flared up, and the wind and snow drifted around him.

He smiled in anger and laughed aloud, ”Bold vertical son, do you want to sit on the ground with me to discuss the Dao and the Tao? Fine, then I will give you a seat!”

The white-robed immortal really sat down.

Like a mountain suddenly filling the river and sea.

Except for the old woman at the head, the rest of the Qi Practitioners all raised their toes a few feet from the lake.

The surface of the lake shook, and the momentum was horrifying.

But what makes this person incredibly embarrassed is that the lake surface near him is shaking violently, that a leaf boat is actually as out of the lake on the shore, not moving!

Xu Fengyen didn’t go to use mean words to dig at that clumsy Qi Practitioner, just squinted his eyes and looked up towards the goose feather snow, muttering to himself: ”There is a sword-eating old-timer who said a sentence that makes my heart yearn for a lot. There are three million Sword Immortals in the sky, and when they meet me, they must all lower their eyebrows. It’s really fitting.”

Xu Fengyen withdrew his sight, and after unwrapping his straw raincoat, he smiled and said, “Come, come, ask me first before you are qualified to ask about the Northern Liang Sword on my waist.”