Taihui Sword Sect, Pianran Peak.

Now there is only one who practices Taoism here.

Because Baishou was already a sword cultivator in the Golden Dan Realm, and Liu Jinglong was the sect leader, he moved to the ancestral mountain, so Taihui Sword Sect held a simple peak opening ceremony, and Pianran Peak became a place for Baishou to practice Taoism.

As long as you are willing to go to old age, you can actually start accepting disciples.

But recently, I am listless every day. Every time I practice swordsmanship, I sit on a bamboo chair in a daze.

He actually doesn't like drinking and can't get used to it. So every time he carries a wine pot, he can't finish it every time.

I went down the mountain with several sword cultivators to experience it before, and went to Lanfang Kingdom. I fought on a border called Tiezhu Pass. A small group of monks from the wild world were wandering around and committing crimes. They surrounded and killed them because the group of wild monks were not at a high level, so there was no suspense in the outcome. Several monks of the sects, including the Taihui Sword Sect, had almost no losses and were not injured.

But there was another narrow encounter that was unexpected for both the enemy and us. It was a demon cultivator in the Golden Pill Realm, and a ghost cultivator who was good at hiding. Somehow, he failed to escape back to the wild world through Guixu on the sea. Instead, he slipped to Beijuluzhou and remained silent for several years. He just wanted to break the realm and enter the Nascent Soul, and directly harmed dozens of people from a small sect in the martial arts world. His methods were vicious and hidden, and he made them into a walking corpse. If he had not been able to rely on his assassin's keen sense of smell and noticed a clue, he might have missed this demon clan.

In a dangerous battle, Baishou made the most effort. It was his killing attack, successfully killing the enemy, cutting off his head, and shattering the golden elixir of the ghost cultivator. However, a nephew from Biefeng of the sect, the Longmen Realm sword cultivator, although his seniority was one generation lower than Baishou, he was actually much older than Baishou, but he was seriously injured in the war and was hit by a magic trick by the demon cultivator. The sword cultivator who was originally expected to be a land immortal had completely lost hope.

After returning to Pianran Peak Baishu, he, who was already taciturn, became less and less talkative.

Even if the surname Liu and his junior nephew had come to the mountain to persuade him, Baishou felt uncomfortable, especially when he came to Pianran Peak to drink with him, he said that it was really okay, and Uncle Bai didn't have to worry about it.

When he said these words, the sword cultivator who had fallen into the realm had sincere eyes and a smile on his face. Finally, he said, if you really feel sorry for it, then help him count his realm together. If you don’t have the Jade Pu realm in the future, then it will be unreasonable. At that time, he will come to Pianran Peak every day to block the door and curse the streets.

Now that I was white-headed and hugged the back of my head with my hands, and sat on the small bamboo chair, how could I not care about it? How could it be fine?

The wine is not good to drink.

I feel even more uncomfortable.

And that sword cultivator's open-mindedness actually made the old man the most uncomfortable.

After fighting on the Great Wall of Sword Qi for many years, I have never fallen to the point of decline. Why did I go back to my hometown? It was just like a small place, but I fell to the point of decline.

And just under his nose of Baishou, the other party was just a beast with a bottleneck in the Golden Elixir realm. He was in the same realm as him, and I was also a sword cultivator in Baishou!

The previous trip to kill the demons, on the way to Tiezhu Pass, one day the sword cultivator was at the dinner table. Baishou said that he and Chen Ping'an were friends with each other. He didn't believe it. He said that unless the Yinguan is a guest at Pianranfeng next time, you can really help to recommend a few words and let him say something to the young Yinguan. At that time, Baishou made a promise and made a small matter.

The man surnamed Liu was even more overwhelming. He came to Pianran Peak for the second time and directly scolded himself for a harsh sentence, saying that if you can't even understand this principle, it means that you are not a real disciple of Taihui Sword Sect and are not considered a sword cultivator.

The man surnamed Liu left after he said a bastard.

I didn't say anything about the nerd master after all, and I didn't say anything about it.

Baishou rubbed his face hard, sighed heavily, stood up from the chair, and began to punch randomly.

Suddenly, he stood still, his fingers closed and pointed forward. He imagined that there was a black charcoal standing not far away, and laughed, "Bo! Listen to that black charcoal, listen carefully. If you don't let go, the uncle will punch!"

The white-headed man turned his fingers into his palms, shaking his left and right, as if he was slapping the face, "Tell me the truth to you, don't listen, right? I'm suffering now, right? Remember in the future, meet your white-headed man again, so respect it!"

Only a mile away from Pianran Peak, a group of people hovered in the wind, but someone used a trick to trick him.

The white-haired boy looked full of admiration and sincerely exclaimed: "It's a man! I have to give this hero a glass of wine in a while."

The premise is that this guy can still drink.

Liu Jinglong was amused and crying, but he didn't say a word to remind the disciple.

Pei Qian had no expression on his face and pulled the corners of his mouth.

Xiaomili scratched her face and looked carefully at Pei Qian. It seemed that she had a chance to save her.

Chen Ping'an nodded and smiled, "It's indeed a good boxing technique."

The white-headed man twisted his waist and swirled around in the air. He thought he kicked out his leg very casually. After landing, he clapped his palms and said, "I won't give it up."

Then a group of people floated down and appeared.

Close your eyes after your hair, open your eyes again, close it again and open it again. OK, I can run away.

Without saying a word, he wiped his fingers and the long sword on the wall inside the house was unsheathed, stepped on the sword with his white head and hurriedly left Pianran Peak.

Pei Qian glanced at his master.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Let's reminisce about the past."

Pei Qian looked at Liu Jinglong again, and the latter smiled and said, "Just pay attention to the right position."

Pei Qian took off the bookcase and handed the hiking stick to Xiaomili. His figure flashed and he was as fast as thunder, and he instantly caught up with the white head of the sword.

Baishou put all his strength in his sword, and the woman next to him was calm and calm. She followed her, Baishou had to laugh dryly, "What a coincidence. Come and be a guest."

Pei Qian just ran side by side with Baishou, and didn't speak. He smiled so hard on the golden signboard and glanced at him again.

The sky is not afraid of the earth and the earth. The expression that I fear most in my life is Pei Qian.

I started to lose my can and said, "I won't fight back."

Pei Qian punched him in the head.

The white head and the long sword under his feet fell straight to the ground.

The corners of his mouth twitched, his whole body trembled, and most of his body was in the mud in the mountains. He didn't faint, but he was in pain. It was better to sleep and wake up, and the cruel and ruthless black charcoal had already left Pianran Peak.

Pei Qian stood aside and asked, "What do you say next? Do you want to ask me about the three moves of boxing?"

Baishou said with a trembling voice: "One move is enough!"

Pei Qian raised his palm and turned his wrist, pulled the white-headed man out of the ground and then pushed him out two steps back.

My head was shaking, my eyes were dizzy.

Install, continue to install.

Pei Qian's previous punch was so clever that he would not make Bai Shu so drunk.

She stomped her feet gently, and the long sword jumped out instantly. Pei Qian waved his hand again, and the long sword instantly flew back to the Pianran Peak thatched hut and retreated back to the scabbard in an arc.

Baishou seemed to wake up instantly, and laughed: "Pei Qian, why did you come to Pianran Peak and don't say hello?"

Pei Qian laughed and said, "I'm afraid of being beaten."

Baishou complained: "What are you talking about? Who can we talk about? Who will be with us? It's the next generation."

Pei Qian asked, "Go back together?"

Baishou said, "Let me go slowly."

I lost too much face today. When I go back now, I will definitely be laughed at by Brother Chen. It would be best if I wait until I return there, Chen Ping'an would have drunk the person named Liu and had a dim drink.

The two walked towards Pianran Peak.

Pei Qian was silent for a moment and said, "I have heard about Tiezhuguan and Lanfangguo."

I just said no, and then I remained silent.

Pei Qian continued: "Some things that cannot be remedied. In fact, what you can do in the future is to practice swords well and try not to make the same mistakes. If you are willing to feel guilty, you will continue to feel guilty. It is not a bad thing. It is better than being heartless. If you turn your head, don't take it seriously, but don't delay practicing swords. Whether it is practicing martial arts or practicing swords, as long as your mind drops, everything will be stopped."

He still nodded after a long hair, but the young sword cultivator's eyes regained some of his former spirit.

Pei Qian said: "It's just a golden elixir. I'm so embarrassed to be Mr. Liu's eldest disciple, who will be with you for the rest of his life? Who will be with you for the rest of his life?"

In fact, Baishou has become a Jindan sword cultivator at this age. Even in Beijuluzhou, the most common sword cultivator, he is considered a well-deserved genius.

Baishou walked sideways and said with a smile: "Yeah, Grandmaster Pei is very angry."

Pei Qian just looked ahead and whispered: "I have a few pounds of boxing, just say a few pounds of words. If you don't like to listen, don't listen."

Mr. Liu is one of the master's best friends, and Baishou is also the pioneering disciple of Mr. Liu, so Pei Qian hopes that Baishou can climb high in the sword path, the higher the better, and one day, he can stand beside his master and Mr. Liu.

Otherwise, if he was an outsider, Pei Qian would never say a word.

Baishou stared at the stranger Pei Qian in front of him. He turned around and nodded, "That's what it takes."

Pei Qian suddenly said, "You slapped eight times in the face before and just thought you still owe me seven punches."

Baishou wailed: "Pei Qian! When can you change your bad habit of liking accounting?"

Pei Qian sneered: "Okay. Eight punches."

I was desperate for old age.

Pei Qian hesitated for a moment and said, "You can't let Mr. Liu down, because not everyone can be as lucky as you and me, and can meet such a good master."

Baishou smiled and said, "I know, I know, okay, there is another person around me who likes to reason."

Pei Qian nodded, "Nine Fists."

After a long time, he planned to return to Pianran Peak, he engraved the eight-character motto on the table, causing trouble to come from his mouth, be careful of his words and actions.

When I arrived at the Pianran Peak's thatched cottage, Baishou couldn't stand it anymore. The brothers Chen and the ones surnamed Liu were drinking very shyly.

Chen Ping'an, are you okay? Xu Xingjiu and Liu Zhiqing came here to visit, and even those named Liu would not drink so much.

Baishou said with a heartache: "Master, you are the premier of Pianran Peak. You are not well treated well. Please accompany Chen... The mountain master drinks more. I have enough wine here, and I have wasted such a good amount of alcohol."

Chen Ping'an waved his hand, "Don't drink much, wait a moment, we will go to your ancestor's hall to burn incense."

Taihui Sword Sect, Han Huaizi, served as the leader of the sect, and Huang Tong, served as the chief steward.

There are also all the sword cultivators in history who traveled far away from swords and did not return home.

Thirty-six of them died before on two foreign battlefields, Sword Qi Great Wall and Baopingzhou.

There are more sword cultivators, even if they return to the sect alive, they can no longer be qi-training men, let alone sword cultivators.

Moreover, the sword cultivator of Taihui Sword Sect travels far away without any ambiguity. They are all the ones with the highest realm and the greatest killing power within the sect!

Therefore, Taihui Sword Sect was greatly damaged.

The first sword sect in Beijuluzhou now has only one Jade Pu realm sword cultivator.

Liu Jinglong, old-fashioned.

Chen Ping'an, Ning Yao.
To be continued...