The immortal blinked his fingers. Five years later.

All the Lotus Peak have almost forgotten that there is a guest official in the Golden Pin Lotus Palace.

The boy who became a guest official in the great fortune was already twenty-four years old.

In the past eight years, the status of Bailian Sect has soared. At first, Bailian Yan Ci calculated that the Western Regions Taotie had roughly broken through the ground, so she opposed the opinions and arranged her beloved disciple Fan Xuanyu as one of the two leaders of the Lotus Peak this time. Just know the name of another leader, Mozi, Mu Mo, you can imagine that Fan Xuanyu's position is hard-won. However, in the past eight years, Fan Xuanyu faded out of sight and never showed up at Lianhua Peak once. The more evil disciples of Lianhua Peak naturally inevitably said that this woman is going to be a madam again.

Poor Qinglian was driven out of the bamboo sea, and finally found a small bamboo forest on the hillside of Lianhua Peak and built some bamboo buildings as habitats. Within eight years, this lineage was still obsessed with the guest who broke the bridge across the river. When talking about the boy surnamed Chen, they all gritted their teeth.

Bailian retained the foundation of the Sashen Cliff, and recruited a new group of disciples, all of which were placed there. A new mansion was opened up above the other seven veins under the Black Lotus, which consumed countless jade and huge trees. Tang Hongzhuang and Zhai Fang both moved with their own disciples.

This day is Qingming Festival.

After the light rain, the weather is fresh.

Several newcomers from White Lotus were practicing the Three Clear Sword Formation by the cliff. They had good bones. White Lotus today is different from the past. They are rich and powerful. Many of the top-grade medicinal materials were transported directly from the Northern Tang Dynasty and the Zhuque Palace. In addition, Qing'e Mountain was originally a blessed land. With more people, the number of rare beasts captured naturally increased significantly. Zhai Fang, who was quite stingy in the past, could generously issue some alchemy results. She won the hearts of the people, and the White Lotus disciples obtained a solid foundation for practicing Taoism. The overall strength of White Lotus increased even more, and a scene of prosperity and prosperity.

After the young girls finished practicing swords, because they didn't have much time to go up the mountain, they were lazy when they saw that their master would come to inspect their homework for a while, and chattered about their hometowns, mixed with some legends of immortals from hearsays, the sound of orioles and the sound of swallows, laughing and playing, and it was very lively.

A tall girl pointed to the mountain wall in the distance and said mysteriously: "I heard from the master that it is called ape cave. There are yellow vipers and white apes, all of which are sperm-forming beasts. But for some reason, they were sealed a few years ago."

A shorter but not less beautiful girl looked at her companion and echoed: "Yes, I heard from a senior sister from Yongzhou with me that Master Liu's master, Master Tang, used to hunt and kill some huge yellow vipers from time to time. I think Master Tang in the immortal palace on the mountain must have the skills of the sky."

Another girl said proudly: "That's natural. Our White Lotus Sect is the best sect in Lianhua Peak. Master Tang proves the truth with his strength. The first-class martial artists in the world seem to be powerful. I am afraid that the few of them will not be as good as her finger. Our master is not even a big family, and he is omnipotent, and the alchemy is the best at Lotus Peak. And of course, it's the Uncle Huang of Swordsman. Humph, flying with the sword, and coming from the east, how powerful is it. If I have one tenth of her, oh no, one percent of her Taoist practice, I am content."

"That's right, it's said that Master Huang's uncle only took one step to enter the realm of the land sword fairy. Not only did he get out of the dust at Lotus Peak, but he was also a first-class god in the entire Guanyin Tower."

"Yes, Master Huang has been practicing swords in the bamboo sea for eight years. We can always hear thunder here. Master said that it was caused by the sword power of Master Huang."

The girls were so excited that they talked happily.

The final topics hit Huang Donglai, the uncle of the master.

After all, this sword embryo is far from thirty years old, and has achieved great success in the sword art. In the minds of young girls, it is more suitable to be an immortal who is obsessed with worship.

Only an inconspicuous girl was far away, without interrupting her mouth, standing by the cliff with her son, carefully walking out a few steps, as if she wanted to see the scenery outside the cliff. When the wind was blown, she took a few steps back timidly. She was hesitant, playful and cute.

At the moment, Yan Ci is the first generation in Bailian Sect.

Below are Tang Hongzhuang, Zhai Fang, Fan Xuanyu and Huang Donglai.

Further down are dozens of disciples of the three generations of White Lotus.

Now less than ten years have passed, Bai Lian has introduced more than 60 four-generation disciples in one go, and the number has doubled. Many three-generation disciples have become masters, masters and uncles.

"Sword?"

The girl who was fighting against the heavenly being on the cliff saw two people slowly flying to the cliff with a sword on the Lotus Peak. She suddenly opened her mouth wide, and she was shocked. She did not dare to shout, for fear that she would be regarded as disrespectful by the uninvited guest.

The man was not old, wearing a purple gold crown on his head, a jade belt on his waist, and a luxurious jade robe with a patterned dragon and phoenix emblem, standing on the sword body.

Behind him is a hero who is vaguely identified as a woman. He is one head taller than a slender man. He is wearing a heavy black armor and holding a long spear like an ink, with a solemn expression, like an ancient god of killing.

In addition to the girl, the other four generations of White Lotus disciples were still chattering and busy. When talking about the young uncle, they were all as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood. They almost felt that this young uncle was one of the best sword immortals in the world.

The two of them landed on the cliff where they sacrificed themselves. The man started to control the sword. Seeing the girl with a round mouth, he asked softly: "Are you a new disciple of Bailian?"

The girl nodded dullly. The man about twenty years old was gentle and gentle. She was not afraid, but the Valkyrie behind the man made her feel afraid and subconsciously took two steps back.

He smiled and said, "The wind is strong when the cliff of Sashen Cliff is strong. Every time the hour of Mao is at the storm, the wind is fierce. Be careful when you are blown down when you see the scenery."

The girl could only guess that the immortal who was carrying swords was a master who had never been born in Lianhua Peak, and immediately bowed and said respectfully: "Bai Lian Li Hongwu pays homage to Senior Jianxian."

He laughed in silence and said, "You can't be the Sword Immortal, you have to call me Uncle Huang to go."

The girl is confused. The woman who can climb the Lotus Peak is basically very thoughtful. The uncle Huang, who is in the mouth of the master in front of her, may be the uncle Huang, and Huang Donglai, who has become more and more famous in Guanyin in this decade.

The other female disciples finally noticed the arrival of two strangers, but they had never seen the young man's heroic posture in the sword, less respect, more surprised. Guanyin men were rare, only three guest officials. Apart from this, there was no one who could step into Qing'e Mountain. However, in the eyes of the girls, this young man in good clothes was handsome and handsome, but he did not remember the immense power of the American master, so of course he would not go to the guest officials.

Think about it, Guanyin’s Lotus Peak, Yanzhi Mountain, Linglong Cave Heaven, only three guest officials, Yanzhi Mountain Zhao Longtu, are all top cultivators in Xiheniuzhou. Not to mention Wu Yaoshan, he once pointed out that the great land sword immortals who had guided Huang Donglai’s sword path, and truly had a sword. In the girl’s heart, since the two guest officials are so great, the guest officials who are not willing to mention by the elders of the Lotus Peak, must be nowhere to be reached and unattainable.

Then who is he?

The man asked, "Are you subordinates Tang Hongzong or Master Zhai?"

Li Hongwu gasped, and this person dared to call Master Tang’s name directly.

The other female disciples were ignorant and annoyed. A girl from a famous family in Huizhou, Zhuque, said a little unhappy: "Our master is the disciple of Master Tang, and his honorable name is Yusan. Who are you?"

The man with a green gourd tied around his waist smiled without replying, but threw the sword in his hand to the black-curd woman behind him and walked straight to the sealed ape cave.

"What are you going to do when you come to Sashen Cliff?"

The girl who asked loudly was arrogant. Because she had a strong connection with immortality, she developed a sense of arrogance in her family since she was a child. She felt that she had lost face in front of her fellow disciples and couldn't help but scold the man and woman angrily.

The nine-foot woman in black armor just snorted coldly, and a fan-shaped ripple spread out from her center, making her extremely domineering.

The girls almost fell on their backs and were in a very embarrassing state.

The man walked to the near the mountain wall and turned to the girl and said, "You go and ask your master to say to Tang Hongzhuang. Chen Qingniu from Liangzhou will wait for her to collect the body. If you don't come for half an hour, I will go to find her and slaughter all her lineage."

Seeking revenge?

The girls were shocked. Since they had formed a grudge with Master Tang, they were naturally not able to deal with them. They leaped and moved, and their clothes were graceful, and the birds and beasts scattered in an instant. Only the girl named Li Hongwu was still standing not far from the Lotus Puer, a little at a loss.

The one who follows Chen Qingniu is naturally the Lotus Nu Xie Shiji. Her physique is actually very eye-catching at Lotus Peak. However, this group of new disciples are ignorant, and Bai Lian deliberately shut up and not mention many secrets of the White Lotus Fan Xuanyu lineage. Therefore, the girl did not know that this guy who called himself Chen Qingniu in Liangzhou is a guest minister in Lianhua Peak in terms of status.

Xie Shiji punched the mountain wall and smashed a hole.

The two walked into the dusty ape cave one after another.

Finally, I saw the valley where the yellow cranes soared again.

This group of spiritual birds seemed to be afraid of Chen Qingniu to the extreme, and none of them dared to circumvent.

Chen Qingniu and Xie Shiji fell down on the cliff and came to the bottom of the valley. The white ape and yellow viper were dead in this valley, which was much less vitality than eight years ago.

The hut is still the same, the hot spring is still the same.

The tombstone remains the same.

Chen Qingniu sat in front of the grave, Xie Shiji stood in the distance, and inserted the broken fairy spear into the earth.

Chen Qingniu took the green gourd wine pot full of strong wine, poured the wine in front of the grave, and said softly: "Senior sister, I heard from the scholars that wealth and honor will not return home, like walking in the night in brocade clothes. Qingniu cannot kill Tang Hongman for one day, so he dare not come to see you for one day. He can only be a coward and hide in the Lotus Palace for eight years."

Xie Shiji bowed his head sadly.

After pouring the wine, Chen Qingniu smiled and said, "I know that my senior sister can drink. Please drink it and let Shi Ji talk to you for a while. I will go out and take off a head for you."

Chen Qingniu suddenly stood up, pulled out Qinghong Chi, who had been lonely at the grave for eight years, and practiced her two swords and came out of the valley with her sword.

Leave the ape cave.

Outside the cave, Tang Hongzheng wore a signature red shirt, standing by the cliff with gloomy eyes.

This year's Qingming Festival.

It became the day of Tang Hongmane.

The head on the neck was thrown off the cliff, and the head was left on the cliff without a head and body.

Tang Hongzhun's lineage was all included in Zhai Fang's lineage that day, and everyone was frightened. The leader of the sect, Yan Ci, ignored Zhai Fang's anger and suppressed the matter, claiming that if someone talked about it again, he would strip away the immortal roots, remove the spiritual consciousness, and expel them from the Lotus Peak.
Chapter completed!