The rising sun rises.

On both sides of the Qing River, the morning mist is thin, covering the mountains and water.

The river breeze blew away the morning fog on the river surface, and also blew up Yan Jueling's best-quality silk cloak with silver threads and gold threads. The piano boy and sword boy holding the piano and sword, and accompanying him closely.

On the third day when Ye Qingxuan and Sushang Palace arrived at this fishing village with refugees.

Yan Jueling and his three masters and servants had already arrived at the fishing village wharf and under the villa.

Looking up, Xia Yin Village was desolate in the morning fog, calm and elegant, like a paradise and a fairyland on earth.

"In the misty rain of the fishing village of Momo, the cypresses reflected the red maple. I have known how many painters have learned in ancient times, but there is no such skill except Fan Kuan." Yan Jueling looked at the scenery here, smiled indifferently, and said, "'Qingjiang Xiayin' Chen Jiangping, haha, a self-proclaimed hero originally thought he was a secular person, but seeing that he could escape from such a strange fishing village was somewhat tasteful."

Jian Tong looked at it and frowned and said, "Young Master, there are many fishing boats in front of you, and they smell bad. Why not jump from here to the shore and avoid that smelly place..."

Yan Jueling nodded, and the master and servant paused at the same time. Three figures suddenly left the ship and flew to the shore.

A silver light, with a thud, a huge silver ingot was nailed to the passenger ship, and it was considered as ship capital.

Yan Jueling and the other two had no leisure to say hello to the boat house, so they had already arrived on the shore.

As soon as he touched the shore, Jian Tong said again: "Young Master, there are several small paths here, but I don't know which one was from Shangxia Hidden Village?"

The three of them are still several miles away from Xiayin Village. Yan Jueling is very obsessed with cleanliness and would rather pass through the forest than approach the fishing village with fishy smell of fish and shrimps.

Yan Jueling backed her hands and said lightly: "You'll know if you go and ask."

Jian Tongdao was stunned: "Who should I ask?"

Yan Jueling's eyes turned, Ye Qingxuan's face turned calm, and he slowly turned out from the intersection.

Mei Yinxue has practiced martial arts with her fellow students these two days, striving to adjust her body to the best state, and prepare for her future breakthroughs.

Ye Qingxuan had also asked Xu Zhengyi for help, thoroughly investigate the whereabouts of Xianlong Cave and Qu Guihong and his group, waiting to find the whereabouts of the enemy, and immediately take action to avenge Ao Ziqing.

At this time, there was no room for recovery between the two sides.

To take revenge, Ye Qingxuan can only wait now. In order to get rid of Xu Xiyu's annoying challenge, he had to walk outside the village and wander around, but unexpectedly he arrived at the riverside.

As he walked forward, he was thinking about what he would deal with immediately, and murmured in a low voice: "First. Avenge Ao Ziqing and kill all Xianlong Cave, Qu Guihong and others; second, calm the battle between Zhenyueshan City and Dongxian Valley; third, help the thirty-six people of Sushang Palace to enter the innate world, no, Yinxue is thirty-seven people... Alas, there is another task now. Fourth, help Qingyi Tower to wipe out this group of demon sect masters... Think about it again, will the fifth task be forgotten?"

Suddenly, so many things came over, Ye Qingxuan was confused. He didn't know how many times he had read it, and his voice was a little vague.

The sword boy rushed over from the side, caught up with Ye Qingxuan, and instantly stopped him. Ye Qingxuan seemed to have no idea, and actually subconsciously shook, walked around and continued to move forward.

Jian Tong couldn't help but be stunned, a sense of anger appeared on his face, and immediately chased after him again, and turned his body. He blocked Ye Qingxuan's front again. This time, he was afraid that Ye Qingxuan would bypass him, so he stretched out his hands and occupied the entire path. At the same time, he shouted: "Stinky Taoist, stop for me! I ask you, we are going to visit Chen Jiangping, 'Qingjiang Xiayin', which road should we take?"

Ye Qingxuan didn't bother to pay attention to it, so he pointed to the direction of "Xiayin Villa" in the hill, and said to himself: "The first one is the most important, but you must wait for the opportunity..." The voice was vague, and the sword boy had not heard it clearly, Ye Qingxuan said again: "The second one has a little more impact, but it is imminent..."

Jian Tong shouted, "Is it the first or the second?"

"The third article..."

The sword boy shouted with a "Oh" and shouted: "Young Master, he said he should take the third way to Xiayin Villa."

Yan Jueling nodded, looked at Ye Qingxuan coldly, and could not see any abnormality, so he immediately walked.

Ye Qingxuan was just like a dream at this time and said, "The road over there is not right. Just go up the mountain villa. The villa is quite big and easy to find!"

Yan Jueling suddenly stood still and smiled coldly.

The sword boy jumped up and shouted, "Bold! Then you said the third one just now?"

Unexpectedly, a young boy seemed to be dressed up but spoke so arrogantly. Ye Qingxuan was a little unhappy and turned around and wanted to leave, not wanting to pay attention. Unexpectedly, the sword boy rushed over here and cursed: "You dare to talk nonsense in front of us. Do you believe it or not, we have flattened your Taoist temple and removed your bones!?"

He stepped forward and kicked straight to Ye Qingxuan’s chest!

Ye Qingxuan frowned and gave in. However, Ye Qingxuan was unhappy and would not be as good as a child.

But the sword boy found that he had a blow to the air, and his eyes immediately stood up, turned around and elbowed straight to Ye Qingxuan's ribs!

Shameless!

Ye Qingxuan remained motionless and restrained his body protection energy. His [Vajra Indestructible Body] magical power has been achieved naturally. Even if he doesn't work hard, he will always run. As long as the opponent dares to attack, he will ensure that his body protection magical power will reverse the body. He must break his arm and learn some lessons.

I won’t teach you a lesson, but let you suffer the consequences, which is also a warning.

Just as the other party was about to hit the body with an elbow, the noble young man in the other party's brocade robe suddenly shouted: "Sword boy!"

Jian Tong stopped immediately and trespassed with fear and fear, "Young Master-"

Ye Qingxuan smiled secretly and said that Yan Jueling was going to teach this ungrateful sword boy a lesson.

But he heard Yan Jueling shouting in a deep voice: "How do I teach you a lesson on weekdays? You should take care of your identity. Why have you argued with a lower-ranking fortune teller who draws lots? Why don't you leave with me!"

After saying that, he turned around and led the Qin Tong to the air. The sword boy held the long sword and turned around and glared at Ye Qingxuan fiercely, spat, and immediately chased after him.

Master Xiaodao, I am a fortune teller who draws lots!?

Ye Qingxuan grinned in anger and stood there in a daze.

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Surrounded by the blue smoke, the river was sitting majestic and upright, with a look of joy on his face.

Chen Jiangping's eldest disciple Yan asked, led Yan Jueling in. He retreated respectfully. Yan Jueling looked at Chen Jiangping here, and still looked a little arrogant on his face, but he still bowed to the ground and said politely: "Yan Kongshan, a disciple of the Sword Alliance in Shu, came to pay tribute to his seniors at the order of his father."

Chen Jiangpinglang laughed a few times and replied happily: "Hahaha, good nephew. I think Chen will discuss the last time with Brother Ling Zun Yan in Longhu Mountain. It has been 12 years since... Time flies. Will Ling Zun be fine now?"

"My father is as healthy as ever."

Yan Jueling's father was the head of Yankong Mountain, the six peaks of Shushan. Yan Pianqian's "Sword Jue" returned to his empty realm and had a great reputation. In terms of strength and reputation, he was not inferior to any Tianjue master. He was really one of the extraordinary masters who had the strength to challenge the "Thirty-Six Tianjue". It was just because Xiao Bugan, who was defeated by Changbai Sword Sect that year, no longer came out of the mountain in anger.

"I don't know if Brother Yan wants his nephew to come here this time, what advice do you have?"

"Don't dare." Yan Jueling slowly raised his head and said calmly: "I have achieved a little success in the swordsmanship. This time I went down the mountain to practice according to my father's order. My father once specifically told me that if I pass by Jingnan, I must greet my senior. At the same time, I learned on the way that Master Lu of Bimen was harassed by the clown in the Demon Sect, so I came to help my uncle with his help."

Chen Jiangping suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, yes. My cousin is a disciple of Grandma Miaozhen of Guxia Mountain. You are the same brother and sister as your father, but Chen was neglected. Your uncle Lu is resting in the back house. I will ask someone to take you over to visit later. But Nephew Yan should not be careless. This time, the Demon Sect took action, not a provocation, but a lot of old demons reappeared in the world, which is very dangerous."

Yan Jueling said "Oh" and said calmly: "So, their martial arts are really extraordinary?"

Chen Jiangping nodded and responded.

Yan Jueling smiled coldly and said proudly: "It seems that the responsibility of the younger generation to eliminate demons and protect the way is really not light."

Chen Jiang smiled calmly, Yan asked with his eyebrows slightly frowned. Yan Jueling then presented a small box.

"This is..." Chen Jiangping asked in confusion.

Yan Jueling replied proudly: "Reply to Senior Shen, this is a 'Nine Turns of Active Pill'. My father heard that Senior Chen has been looking for a good medicine to support the string and extend his life. It happened that my father has gathered the materials for the 'Nine Turns of Active Pill' in recent years. He only made a furnace of it before the year. He ordered his younger generation to offer this medicine to his seniors."

Chen Jiangping's eyes fell and he said, "The 'Nine Turns of the Shushan Sword Alliance' is the magic pill that people in the world dream of, and Chen can't afford it."

"Before I went down the mountain, my father told me that I must send the golden elixir to my senior. If I refuse to accept it, how can I go back and report it?"

"This..." Chen Jiangping sighed secretly. He was indeed sure to get this spiritual pill, because this pill could save an old friend who was seriously injured, and he could also learn from him the real reason for his separation from his wife and children, so he had no choice but to refuse.

"Since that's the case, it's better to obey your orders than respect. I'm sorry, thank you for your kindness on my behalf." Chen Jiangping's gloomy look flashed and then shouted: "Ask"

Yan Wendao responded and stepped forward to pick up the box.

Yan Jueling smiled and said, "I have a few words from my younger generation, like a bone in my throat, but if I say it, I'm afraid I'll offend it."

"Mr. Chen and Lingzun have always been like brothers and sisters. If you have something to say, you might as well say it."

"When I was young, my father often said that whenever I talked about sword techniques in the martial arts world, they were nothing more than Lingyun, Fengyi, Changbai, Sushang, and Shushan. These major sects have outstanding sword techniques and have been passed down for a long time. Each generation has a great master of sword techniques. However, my father specifically mentioned Senior Shen in his words, believing that Senior Chen created sword techniques comparable to those of the sword techniques he had passed down and studied for several generations of generations of major sects. Senior Chen's own sword techniques are probably the best in the world except Li Muchan..."

Yan Jueling stared at Chen Jiangping and said slowly: "Since I was born twenty years ago, I have been practicing the six major sword techniques in Shushan. I realized that there is no flaw in the sword technique, so I have always wanted to find opportunities to go to various sects and learn about the sword techniques in the world. Since I am here today..."

Chen Jiangping's expression became a little deeper. Before the other party finished speaking, he directly interrogated: "Each sword technique has its own length, level, level, and no matter the sect, it depends on the attainments and understanding of those who learn swords."

Yan Jueling said proudly: "I don't dare to agree. In my eyes, I think that swordsmanship is divided into advantages and disadvantages."

"Brother Yan Pianqian's [Danyuan Sunset Sword Technique] is obtained from the true teachings of Baimei Zhenren of Shushan Sword League. It is the best in swordsmanship. Chen is just a little more skilled. He is really not a match for Brother Yan in his swordsmanship. It's better not to compare with this..."

Yan Jueling mentioned the sword competition. The challenge target was directly facing Chen Jiangping. It was not that he was so arrogant that he thought he could defeat the master of Tianjue. It was just a sword technique competition, not a duel. The martial arts contestant only used sword moves and no internal force. Even people with very different realms can still compete fairly.

However, Yan Jueling challenged the "Tianjue Master" as a junior in the world. If it is successful, no matter the winner or loser, it will be a matter of greatly elevating his identity in the world. It is just a self-holding identity and directly challenging the Tijue Master, which is too self-righteous. It makes him feel extremely arrogant.

Seeing Chen Jiangping flatly rejecting the proposal, Yan Jueling was angry and hurriedly said, "Senior..."

Yan asked two steps forward and bowed, "The master of the family has already made it clear. Brother Yan, don't force each other..."

Yan Jueling asked a blank look and asserted: "Since ancient times, famous teachers produce high disciples, and senior Shen has many disciples. Among them, there must be all those who have obtained the true teachings. If it is inconvenient for seniors, it is better for your disciple to teach you..."

Yan Wendao was furious, thinking that this person was so ungrateful, he must teach a lesson. He bowed his body, took a step forward, and then took action. However, Chen Jiangping immediately stopped him and said, "Don't be rude to distinguished guests." Then he said to Yan Jueling: "The way to practice martial arts cares about strengthening the body and upholding justice. If you only seek victory or defeat, wouldn't you be mistakenly involved in the devil's path?"

"But……"

"Ask" Chen Jiangping shouted in a deep voice: "Enter the distinguished guests well."

He said to Yan Jueling again: "There are many places worth browsing in Xiayin Villa. The nephew is coming from thousands of miles away. You might as well stay for a few more days so that Chen can complete the friendship of the landlord. I asked my uncle's residence, and I knew it. If the nephew goes, I might as well let him take you there..."

"Since that's the case... it's good." Yan Jueling smiled coldly.

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The scenery on Xiayin Village is indeed very good, but in Yan Jueling's opinion, it always doesn't taste like it.

He came to Xia Yin Village and had no intention of visiting at all.

Qin Tong and Jian Tong also saw that Yan Jueling was not feeling very comfortable and did not dare to make a sound, but just followed closely behind.

After walking across the Jiuqu Bridge, Yan Jueling suddenly stopped and said, "Qin Tong, Sword Tong!" He carried his hands on his back and did not look back.
To be continued...