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Yang Yunfan was very excited as he walked through the mountain gate and climbed up the stairs, appreciating the elegance of this ancient palace along the way.

His dream since childhood was to become a peerless swordsman.

Clothes as white as snow, armed with swords all over the world.

When he was a boy, he secretly went to Shushan, not just because he wanted to see if the legendary Shushan Sword Sect had any unique skills that he could steal a move or two from.

"Ling Yun Thirteen Swords!"

At this moment, Yang Yunfan suddenly saw thirteen sword immortals, Ling Chen, flying horizontally and vertically on a painting wall.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

He had seen this sword technique before and knew that this sword technique was a family secret of a small sect in the Shushan Sword Sect. It was famous for its sharpness, but it was far from as sharp as what was displayed on the wall.

It is estimated that this is the genuine Lingyun Thirteen Swords.

"These pines look weird..."

Yang Yunfan continued to walk forward, and soon discovered that as he walked up from the mountain gate, the pine trees on both sides seemed weird, crooked, and deformed.

"Wow!"

At this time, a breeze blew.

Those pine trees suddenly began to sway, one after another, continuously and overwhelmingly.

As the tree trunks trembled, Yang Yunfan seemed to see an endless series of swordsmanship with astonishing momentum coming towards him one after another, bringing out the edgeless sharpness of his mind and making his palms sweat.

His eyes dangled when he saw it, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.

Strangely, the swaying postures of those pine trees actually formed a strange sword technique in his mind. The moves were like an antelope hanging its horns. There was no trace of it, and it only conveyed the strange sword intention.

"I understand!"

Suddenly, Yang Yunfan was trembling all over and opened his eyes suddenly.

He subconsciously turned back to look at the rows of deformed pine trees, and gradually discovered something, and murmured: "It is indeed so. These pine trees are performing the seventy-two green pine sword techniques!"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Taoist Yuji standing aside to confirm his thoughts.

Taoist Yuji was also surprised. Faced with Yang Yunfan's probing eyes, he nodded slightly and said in appreciation: "Master Moyun, you are really a wise man and a born swordsman! If you were born in Shushan, today, the world should call you For Sword Master Moyun!"

"Master Taoist, you are too polite... I am so ashamed of myself."

Although Yang Yunfan said he didn't dare to take it seriously, he was very happy in his heart.

Grandma, Moyun Sword Master, it sounds like he is indeed much more domineering than Moyun Palace Master!

And, the more you listen to it, the better it becomes!

"If Lord Moyun is free, you can come to our Chunyang Palace more often in the future to exchange sword skills. I dare not say anything else about our seven brothers, but our sword skills are still very good. After all, the world calls us the Seven Swordsmen of Shu Mountain. "

Taoist Yuji smiled heartily and kept his posture very low.

There is no way. Although the seven brothers have recovered, their peak cultivation has fallen to the bottom. Now they wish to leave Yang Yunfan in Chunyang Palace to help them resist foreign enemies.

Although Yang Yunfan looked worse than them, he didn't even maintain the realm of God Lord.

But they just saw Yang Yunfan explode with their own eyes, reaching the peak of the God King with his cultivation. Coupled with the Fantian Seal and the Longyuan Divine Sword, this guy's combat power was simply off the charts.

We are all brothers in need, and we all come from the same lineage of the earth, so we should help each other.

"Taoist priest, you are such a good person. Among all the magical powers and techniques, my favorite is practicing sword techniques."

Yang Yunfan was very happy.

If he had known that the sword masters of the Shushan Sword Palace were so easy to talk to, he should not have gone on an expedition to the primitive secret realm that day, which made him disgraced and provoked so many powerful enemies.

If he had spent all his time cultivating in the Shushan Sword Palace, he might have become the eighth Sword Master in Shushan by now.

"Master Moyun, I am very happy to see you today. After we finish talking about the business, we will go to the backyard for a drink. Before the seven brothers died, I buried a lot of fine wine in the backyard.

, carefully calculated, it is tens of thousands of years now."

Taoist Yuji really spent all his capital in order to win over Yang Yunfan.

“Tens of thousands of years of fine wine?”

Yang Yunfan doesn't like drinking very much, but he was very shocked when he heard about the fine wine that had been stored for tens of thousands of years.

"This, or..."

He was about to refuse. After all, he didn't like drinking very much, and it would be a waste to give him wine.

However, halfway through speaking, he found that the orange fairy on his shoulder was swallowing saliva and licking her tongue from time to time, obviously she was greedy.

Seeing this, he smiled inwardly and agreed, saying, "Since the Taoist Priest invited me, I would be disrespectful to refuse."

"Okay! Enjoy!"

Seeing this, Taoist Yuji also smiled heartily.

At this time, the main hall of Chunyang Palace had arrived. Seeing this, Taoist Yuji arranged his robes, looked much more serious, and made an invitation to Yang Yunfan, "Miss has been waiting in the main hall for a long time.

Lord Yun, please!"

Are we going to meet the Nine Heavens Xuannv now?

Yang Yunfan couldn't help but feel a little nervous in his heart, and his heartbeat also accelerated a lot.

After all, he was an unparalleled powerhouse. He might have been in the supreme realm at his peak. Now that he has recovered, even if his strength has dropped a lot, he should still have the strength of the God King. He is one of the few powerhouses in the world.

I wonder what Jiutian Xuannv’s temper is like?

You know, this time I went to Chunyang Palace for something.

"Forget it, it's already at the door, there's no point thinking about it!"

Taking a deep breath, Yang Yunfan clasped his hands and said loudly outside the main hall of Chunyang Palace: "Disciple of Moyunya Sect, Yang Yunfan, pays homage to the master of Chunyang Palace!"

Yang Yunfan's voice was like bells and drums, deafening and deafening, making the tiles on the Chunyang Palace rustle.

He did not use his identity as the fifth hall master of the Qianyuan Holy Palace, nor did he say his title or anything. He simply said that he was a disciple of Moyunya. Moyunya is an earth sect, and it is not very far from Shushan. This is how he introduced himself.

, seems relatively close.

"Why are you shouting so loudly? Since we are all at the door, come in."

A moment later, a clear and moving voice came from the main hall of Chunyang Palace.

Although the sound was not heavy, it was penetrating and passed directly into Yang Yunfan's ears.

"Thank you, senior!"

Yang Yunfan straightened his clothes to show respect, and then slowly stepped into the main hall of Chunyang Palace.

The main hall of Chunyang Palace is very grand, comparable to the Star Hall of Qianyuan Holy Palace, and it is very strange. On the top of the main hall of Chunyang Palace, there is also a mysterious starry sky rotating.

However, unlike the starry sky chart in the Star Palace, the center of the starry sky chart on the top of the Chunyang Palace is the Big Dipper Star Chart.

Yang Yunfan couldn't help but look at the map of the Big Dipper above his head.

He was guessing about the relationship between the Big Dipper Star Chart and the Seven Swords of Shushan.

The Big Dipper has a mysterious color in Chinese mythology. For example, Wenqu Star and Wuqu Star are both one of the Big Dipper Stars.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, why did you just come up?"

However, at this moment, a crisp voice with a hint of embarrassment and complaint came from the front of the hall.

"The junior met Taoist Priest Yuji late, so we chatted for a little longer, making the senior wait for a long time. I'm really sorry..."

Yang Yunfan was very respectful.

After all, that was the legendary master of the Shushan Sword Sect, the existence known as the Mysterious Lady of the Nine Heavens.

"Huh?"

However, when he paid his respects, he glanced subconsciously and noticed the small figure on top of the main hall...

His body suddenly paused and he stopped bowing.

On that throne, there was not at all the Jiutian Xuannv that he had imagined. She was extremely graceful and beautiful, and was very similar to Ye Qingxue. There was only a little girl who looked like five or six years old.

!

"What's going on? Senior Jiutian Xuannv is not here."

Yang Yunfan breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably when he didn't see Jiutian Xuannv.

Immediately, he saw the little girl sitting on the throne seriously, with a serious expression like a little adult, and couldn't help but laugh.

The next moment, Yang Yunfan stepped forward, stretched out his claws, gently pinched the little girl's pink face, and teased: "Little cutie, why are you alone here? Tell uncle, where has the Nine Heavens Xuannv gone?

Uncle buys candy for you to eat."

Little Xuannv was sitting coolly on the throne, waiting for Yang Yunfan to cry and shout, begging her to help treat his injuries...

However, she never expected that this guy Yang Yunfan was so audacious that he dared to stretch out his claws and pinch her little face?

How many years has it been...

Even the highly respected Chunyang Immortal Lord back then would not dare to be so rude to him!
Chapter completed!