Zhao Xituan barely touched the threshold of Xuan Realm, and heard this and said shyly:

"Brother Li is joking. The past thirty years of martial arts are indeed different from the previous thirty years. There are many geniuses and freaks.

But it is not as numerous as a dog, and he is walking around the ground with a mysterious point of view.

However, His Royal Highness went out for a trip, which was naturally different from ordinary people who were exploring the world.

If Xu Qianqiu was not the son of King Beiliang, but just a prince who could inherit his inheritance, how could he meet Wu Liuding to the river?

How could you meet the eleventh Wang Mingyin?

He would not have come to Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who had been tolerant of humiliation for decades, just after he arrived at Longhu Mountain.

It’s not that this world is changing too quickly, but it’s Brother Li. The boy you followed is too eye-catching and too evil.

How dare people from the world who are not good at engaging in the world come to the Prince of Beiliang to bring humiliation?

Not to mention Brother Li, even those warriors and maids in green, are enough to drink a large pot of drinks.

Little fish and shrimp, slapped to death.”

Li Chungang snorted coldly and said, "What's going on in Xuanyuan Jingcheng that floats down from Guniu Dagang?

What did you do with the so-called realm of immortality?”

The old master stroked his beard under his jaw and squinted his eyes:

"This young man is a miserable life and very talented, but as the eldest grandson of Xuanyuan's eldest son, he does not follow martial arts.

When I went down the mountain to get a fame and fortune, I fell in love with a woman from the world who didn’t know how to repay her kindness.

The woman had a bad background, but was stubborn and unwilling to be taken to Huishan.

After going up the mountain, Xuanyuan Dapan seized the opportunity and used both soft and hard work, and then he practiced dual cultivation.

For twenty or thirty years, Xuanyuan Dapan devoted himself to practicing joyful meditation and art of the room, without any taboos.

On the Longhu Mountain, several Huang Guans were also killed.

However, the Taoist nuns were also surprised. Afterwards, they took the initiative to make a cauldron in Guniujiang without saying a word.

It is also considered Xuanyuan Dapan's ability to control people!

Hey, when this old turtle was young, he was liked by women, and his wrists became more and more powerful as they were older.

I heard that I have fallen in love with Xuanyuan Qingfeng, the daughter of Xuanyuan Jingcheng in the past two years.

I guess this time, I finally passed the bottom line of Xuanyuan Jingcheng and no longer swallowed my anger.

But I don’t know how Xuanyuan Jingcheng became a real person in Changsheng. I only know that this kid has been borrowing books from Tianshi Mansion for twenty years, borrowing and repaying them.

I have always had a good relationship with my nephew Zhao Danping, who is more than a tall man.

Could it be... Is it possible that you can become a real person by reading books?

It's so strange, I have to ask Zhao Danping when I look back."

The old sword god sneered: "Watching his qi surging seas, it is a way to seek death by doing things against each other, and it is not worth mentioning."

The old master said regretfully: "If this kid is not so eager to achieve success, the land on that stone tablet will be worthy of its reputation."

The old sword god spat and said, "If you don't ask for death, use your life to exchange for realm. Do you still watch your daughter enter the mouth of the old beast Xuanyuan Dapan?"

Regarding this, the old Sword God, like His Royal Highness, admires Xuanyuan Jingcheng very much.

Zhao Xituan put his hands on his sleeves, sighed constantly, and said with a sad face:

"Brother Li, do you think the prince will take over this hot potato?"

Li Chungang said without hesitation: "Nonsense, if he doesn't go to Huishan, I, Li Chungang, will cut off my arm!"

That lunatic probably thought the matter was not big enough.

It is impossible to leave empty-handed.

Holding a knife to Huishan is the style.

There is naturally no reason to let go of the flesh that reaches the mouth.

Zhao Xituan sighed and said, "In this way, Jiangdong Xuanyuan will be in a slump within 30 years."

Li Chungang sneered: "Xuanyuan and Jianchi are several levels away from the Wu family's sword tomb.

Back then, all the swords of the Wu family were released, and nine swords broke through ten thousand cavalry, that was the true style. Xuanyuan and Jianchi were what!

Can you stand shoulder to shoulder with the Wu Family Sword Tomb?

They are all praised by those bastards who are tempted by the power of the world."

There is another saying that the old sword god didn’t say, Jiangdong Xuanyuan has not been in a slump for thirty years?

With that boy's nature, Jiangdong Xuanyuan will definitely change his name from now on.

Even if you still have face, you will definitely be unable to save your inner selves.

Although Xuanyuan Jingcheng is very scheming, he still doesn't know what kind of appetite he has attracted.

That guy has good teeth!

In the back mountain, the breeze blows by, and the blue birds are carrying a bamboo basket of hawthorns, floating in and walking towards Xiaoyaoguan.

Seeing this, the old sword god looked at the old Taoist priest and asked, "Are you going to Huishan?"

The old master had a bitter face and whispered, "The old man is not feeling well."

Li Chungang floated down from the wall and said disdainfully: "You old lady, have Tian Kui's menstrual period?"

Zhao Xituan glared at her but did not dare to refute.

Li Chungang took advantage of the situation and said, "Are you afraid that your apprentice will suffer a loss?"

The old Taoist suddenly felt energetic, and he was happy and said:

"My disciple can't suffer any loss.

If it wasn't that the old Taoist was talking big, it would hurt Huang Man'er, and the Tianshi Mansion plus Guniu Dagang could count it with one hand.

But if you say you want to kill my disciple, hey, there may be one or two people in Longhu Mountain, and there are those in Huishan...

No!"

When it comes to taking disciples, the old sword god also lost his temper.

Born to the Vajra Realm, whose disciple can compare with it?

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Guniu Dagang, the houses and buildings are very particular, with strict hierarchies and cumbersome rules.

The back courtyard where the Changfang is located is a sparrow. Although it is small, it has all the internal organs.

There is a banquet room facing you, with vermilion red lacquer, carved red sandalwood, ridges and beasts soaring, and a large plaque hanging on the wall of the hall, engraved with the four words "Water Tian Yongdong".

There is a patio in front, a garden in the back, a east-west wing room, and a loft on it.

There is a large glass jar half a person tall, which holds thousands of kilograms of water and lotus plants.

It stands tall and graceful, with visible roots.

More than a dozen fat red carp are wandering around.

It was early autumn, among the red walls and green tiles, and yellow leaves covered the bluestone floor tiles under the eaves. No one cleaned them, and they were deserted.

A woman in gorgeous palace clothes stood in front of the glass fish tank, carrying a small porcelain bowl, throwing bait into the tank, attracting red carp to roam happily.

He has a graceful body and a lazy expression.

A tall and strong man in gorgeous clothes walked straight into the courtyard.

Aside the woman, a maid hurriedly lowered her eyebrows and did not dare to look at her.

A middle-aged man put his hands on the edge of the red agate belt, looking at people, and habitually gives people a sense of arrogance that looks down on all living beings.

Even if he arrived at this courtyard, he should have called the woman in front of him "sister-in-law", but he still refused to restrain his arrogance at all.

He raised his hand, waved it, and drove away the maid whose eyes were only staring at her toes.

The unknown maid, who was depressed and delighted, ran to the gate as if she had received an amnesty when she saw the man waving.

When passing by the man, he was slapped hard on his thighs, frightened to the point of being speechless.

The woman's face was cold and indifferent to this and still feeds carp.

The middle-aged man walked to the glass jar, stretched out his two fingers, gently stroked the smooth jar wall, and smiled:

"Sister-in-law, are we alone and widowed, not doing anything?"

The woman stared at the carefree bright red carp and said coldly:

"Xuanyuan Jingxuan, aren't you afraid of swallowing my dumplings and burning your tongue to your heart, liver, organ, spleen, and kidneys?"

It tastes good but dumplings, but it’s fun... (You all understand the second half of the sentence, so I won’t say it.)
Chapter completed!