Previously, the eleven people from the Earthly Branches returned to the inn. On two small hills, Yuan Huajing and Song Xu didn't even call for someone to come and review.

The young man was happy to be idle. Anyway, every time he deduced the evolution of the situation, pondered the details and reviewed the incident afterwards, he didn't have enough brains and couldn't even get into the conversation, so he just did it.

This Jingcheng Xianjia Inn, which has no name, is a bit similar to the snail temple in the blessed land of Jiang's Yuncao. The mountains and rivers are confused and overlapping. Perhaps the two houses are thousands of feet apart, and the eleven people each occupy a secluded courtyard, and there is an extra magical one. The main house is a white jade temple similar to the old monk Liu Jia, who seems not big, but in fact it is a unique cave heaven. It is a various broken cave secret realms selected from the Dali treasury.

Gou Cun took the hiking pole made of green bamboo and took a stroll in the courtyard.

The female ghost changed to Yan Yan, the nominal inn owner's wife, now she is visiting Han Zhoujin.

Sui Lin, a qi-training master who can reverse some of the flow of time, is refining the priceless fragments of the ancient god's golden body. In that secret treasure house created by the Ministry of Rites, there are no such high-quality fragments of golden body. It is really not easy to refine them. It is still a matter of putting the rest of the practice and focusing on this matter. It still takes a full month to work, but Sui Lin does not think that such "hard work" is too much.

The little novice monk from the Beijing Translation Bureau realized that he really went to a nearby temple to find a merit box and secretly donated money.

The Yuanying Realm sword cultivator Yuan Hua Realm, nicknamed "Yelang", is sitting cross-legged on a cushion. There is no decoration in the house, and it seems that the house is barely covered.

Behind Yuan Huajing was a row of men and women who looked like servants, totaling ten, but they were all dead, with less popularity and spiritual energy.

After returning to the inn, Yuan Huajing only called out Song Xu and his hard work, and there were no other monks.

After coming here with a bitter hand, I felt a little guilty.

To be honest, he respects the blue-shirted sword fairy very much.

Song Xubi got here later, took off his boots in the corridor, then picked a seat close to the door, sat on the ground, and glanced at the ten puppets behind Yuan Huajing.

Even a pure sword cultivator with excellent qualifications like Song Xu, he envied Yuan Huajing's unreasonable ambition.

In his early years, he was killed by Yuan Hua Realm with a flying sword. Now these two are sitting behind Yuan Hua Realm.

In addition, there was a demon clan who was a martial artist in the mountaintop realm during his lifetime. On the battlefield where Dali accompanied the capital, the other ten earthly branches cooperated with Yuan Hua Realm, and finally the head was picked up by Yuan Hua Realm.

This is the natal magical power of the Yuan Hua Realm's natal flying sword "Yelang". Those who were killed by the flying sword would become puppets of the Yuan Hua Realm, and even their souls would be detained.

However, the cultivators who have become puppets have suffered a lot of damage in combat power and their spiritual intelligence is far inferior to those in the world. For example, the two cultivators of the Jade Pu realm's realm's demon clan fell to the Nascent Soul, and the other few Nascent Souls have fallen into the Golden Pills. In addition, there are many puppets of Qi training who are now Longmen Realm and even Guanhai Realm. After Yuan Hua realm weighs the pros and cons, they all choose to keep them because of their uncommon magical powers. They do not replace them with the Earth Immortal Puppets with higher realm. Otherwise, after the battle of the Banzhou Lu Shen ended, Yuan Hua realm could have two martial artists in the far-distance realm and eight entourages in the Earth Immortal Realm.

The battle of the mountain was a sword cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm, who was not afraid of the Yupu Realm cultivator at all, but the Yuan Hua Realm, now the Yupu who is stably killed in the Jade Pu realm, is now a Jade Pu who is not a sword cultivator.

Yuan Hua Realm is like a sword cultivator born for war. If he is a local sword cultivator from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he will definitely shine with the natal magical power of the flying sword "Yarang".

This sword rank can definitely rank in the A-level rank in the selection of the Summer Palace.

On the road of cultivation, during the battles, the one who protects the Tao may be the great sword immortals like Yue Qing and Mihu.

Song Xu looked at the Yuan Hua Realm, which seemed to be nothing, and was not angry. He looked unhappy and couldn't help calling him, "Yuan Hua Realm, this is not in accordance with the rules. The national teacher once set an iron rule for us. Only those great enemies of life and death that never ended with our Dali court can we let our natal magical powers be used! In addition, even if it is the king of a country, as long as he is selfish, he is not qualified to use our earthly branches to kill people with this."

This is the real killer move of their Dali Earthly Branch monks. There are only a few imaginary enemies, including the Great Sword Immortal of Fengxue Temple, the Heavenly Lord of the Shengao Sect, Qi Zhen, the current sect leader of the Zhen Realm Sect, Liu Laocheng, the Immortal Realm Cultivator, Wei Bo, Piyun Mountain, and Jin Qing, the King of Zhongyue Mountain.

Song Xu actually had something to say.

After using this magical power with Kushou, he will lose his life a lot. He has evaluated before. He can only use Kushou three times in his life. There is only one chance under the Jade Pu realm, otherwise he will not be able to reach the fifth level in his life.

Yuan Huajing said calmly: "The national teacher who sets the rules for us is no longer here."

Song Xu clenched his fists with both hands, supported himself on his knees, his eyes were cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Yuan Huajing!"

Yuan Huajing said: "I think Chen Ping'an is our potential enemy of Dali, and his threat is definitely greater than the idle clouds and wild cranes like the Wei and Jin Dynasties, Qi Zhen, Liu Laocheng and others."

Song Xu was about to refute, when Yuan Huajing looked at the Golden Branch and Jade Leaf of the Song family of Dali, who was born in a noble family, and continued, "Second Prince, I admit that Chen Ping'an is a very law-abiding person. The rules are almost like a mountain man, but Song Xu, don't forget that sometimes, good people will violate the laws of the Dali Kingdom when doing good deeds. If we do not have the key to defeat Chen Ping'an and the Mount Luo's mountain, it is a huge hidden danger. We cannot wait until that day comes and then make up for the sheep. It seems that he will make the rules for the entire Dali court alone, and he will kill whoever he wants. In the final analysis, you ten people are too slow to practice, but Chen Ping'an breaks the state too quickly."

The female ghost changed to beauty. She is a mountain painter on the mountain. She is now in the Golden Dan realm, so she can already make the scene in Chen Ping'an's vision deviate. When she enters the upper five realms, she can even make people "see it as real."

In addition, Bieyan also has a more hidden identity. She is the charismatic corpse who is proficient in color refining and can create a romantic tent.

Lu Hui, who was born in a Confucian qi cultivation man, has a true root of the great Taoist root, but he is a "Yizi Master" who was rejected by Bai Yujing in Qingming.

The Five Elements Master Sui Lin was able to reverse the flow of time in the small world, and join forces with the little novice monk to realize the Buddhist "meditation" magical power. In addition, the formations of Han Zhoujin and others can cooperate perfectly, allowing the earthly branch to occupy the right time and place for the people. If it weren't for the young hidden official who was used to walking the long river of time, his mind and body would be like a pillar, as if he could completely let the slender flow of time pass through both sides. He had previously cut off the flow of time with a flying sword, otherwise he would lose inexplicably if he had replaced the ordinary Yupu realm monk.

Kushou is also a legendary "supervisor of the Ten Bandits". Such talented monks are extremely rare in Haoran.

The most fundamental thing of the natal object of the bitter hand is a water-stopping realm, with natural magical powers and mysterious. In one sentence, "Either this or that, the virtual appearance is the real realm."

Song Xu stared at Yuan Huajing, "You really don't have any selfishness?"

Yuan Huajing shook his head, "I dare not."

If you are careless and pass a certain bottom line, you will definitely be targeted by that guy.

Zhengyang Mountain is the lesson of the past.

Regarding the visit of Zhengyang Mountain in the Desolate Mountain, and the joint questioning of Chen Ping'an and Liu Xianyang, the eleven Earthly Branches each had their own opinions. They all admired and admired the methods of the hidden official, but they were not the same.

Yuan Huajing's view is different from everyone. His most feared thing is not Chen Ping'an's swordsmanship, boxing skills, or his multiple identities, or even Chen Ping'an's series of details that dismantled Zhengyang Mountain, swordsmanship, heart-killing words, uniting and transcending, and breaking them one by one...but Chen Ping'an's forbearance that is different from ordinary people.

Just like a deadly grudge, someone with resentment may have a 50% chance of winning, so he can't help but take action and ask for something to enjoy.

Some people will definitely try it if they have 80% chance of winning. More people, if they have 10% chance of winning, they are fools if they don’t take action.

But Chen Ping'an is different. Even though he has a twelve percent chance of winning, he still has no hurry or slow down. His layout is calm and linked, and there is no mistake everywhere.

So this time, Yuan Huajing did not tell anyone about it in advance except Song Xu and Kushou, and he would not tell anyone about it. Yu Yu, Sui Lin and others were all kept in the dark. Yuan Huajing was afraid that the clever hidden official would be noticed and failed.

Song Xu asked a key question, "How to deal with this... Chen Ping'an?"

Yuan Huajing glanced at the bitter hand and smiled and said, "Of course, it is to use everything to the fullest, help us practice repeatedly and practice until we can steadily defeat Chen Ping'an."

What Chen Ping'an learned is simply the best whetstone, swordsmanship, boxing, talismans, and many natal objects. In addition to this person's scheming, he plots...

If the eleven people can beat Chen Ping'an, it means they are fully qualified to kill an immortal.

Although the eleven people are all Qi training men, except for Song Changjing who occasionally taught them boxing several times, there is also a martial artist who specializes in martial arts. His realm is not high and he is only in a long-distance world. However, he was born in the Dali Border Army, so the boxing and foot skills he taught were nothing more than straightforward and ruthless.

Yuan Huajing seemed to have thought of an interesting thing and half-jokingly said: "A martial artist who can fight Cao Ci for a long time and return, and a martial arts master who can handle countless fists and feet in Zhengyangshan Yuan Zhenye. From today on, he can help us feed our fists and temper our body spirit anytime and anywhere. Such an opportunity is indeed rare. Even if we are not pure martial artists, the benefits are still not small. If that female martial artist Zhou Haijing can eventually become our fellow practitioners, she will definitely accept such a huge surprise."

Song Xu continued to ask, "Then?!"

Yuan Huajing said: "Then? Can there be anything else? Isn't this a very simple thing? Finally

Let me kill the hidden official with a sword."

Song Xu shook his head and said, "You must not act like this! Kushou is not at a high level now. In the process of refining mirrors, there is no experience to learn from. Kushou is the first time he has taken risks to do this. It is hard to guarantee that there will be no accidents that Kushou will not even predict. Since the national master made a rule with us for this purpose, we are not allowed to do it casually, we must have known the degree of danger of this matter early."

He said tentatively: "I want to maintain this mirror 'real realm'. In fact, I consume a lot of money every day. Why don't we really win that...hidden official, let him fall apart in my mirror tiny world?"

Song Xu nodded, "This matter is feasible, so let's not make any troubles."

Yuan Huajing shook his head and smiled and said, "I'm not stupid. Of course, I will cut off all the thoughts and memories of Chen Ping'an, without leaving any of them. What will be left by my side at that time is just an empty stance of a sword cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm and a martial artist in the Mountain Top Realm. And I can guarantee you that it will never let ‘this person’ appear in the world unless it is our Earthly Branches who are in desperate situations, will he take action as a magical hand to help reverse the situation."

In an instant.

In the dark, Kushou actually heard a warm voice that he could not even think of even killing him. It was heard from his own heart lake in the water shutdown area of ​​the life object, which made Kushou so shocked that his face pale.

I heard someone smile and say, "Flip the situation? Satisfy you."

The bitter hand instantly restrained his spiritual consciousness, stabilized his mind, and turned into a mustard seed of the mind. He wanted to check the ancient mirror of the natal object.

I never thought that my soul would become unstable after a bitter hand, vomiting blood. I reached out to cover my heart and tried my best to block something, but the water stopping environment was still "cut open" the bitter hand's heart and fell to the ground. The ancient mirror faced the back, and a circle of ancient seal inscriptions, palindrome poems, "The heart of a person is in a square, and the heart of a heaven is in abbot", "What I see is that mountains turn and water stop", "When people observe the environment, the existence and non-existence".

He raised his hand and pressed the ancient mirror that was like a rebellion.

The ancient mirror flipped, the mirror faced upward, and a dazzling light burst out, jumping out of the sea like the sun, and flew backwards with a bitter hand, leaning against the wall.

The person in the mirror was a young man in a snow-white robe with a sword on his back and a blurred face. He could vaguely see a dark hairpin on his head, holding a string of snow-white Buddhist beads in his hand, barefoot without shoes. He smiled and let out a sigh, then raised his hand and gently wiped the mirror.

The mirror opened the door and the room was filled with sword energy in an instant.

The man in white robe with a sword, stepped out in one step, was the size of a mustard seed in the mirror, and suddenly it was no different from that of an ordinary person. He had slender figure, a pair of golden eyes, and the hand holding Buddhist beads in his hand, and put it behind him. He spread his palm with his left hand and placed it horizontally in front of him. Five thunders were gathered. He stood in the house, with a calm expression, and smiled and said, "There is no way to good and misfortune, but people can summon themselves. The reward of good and evil is like a shadow."

He stomped his feet gently, and the entire inn was in the small world where the bird was in the flying sword cage.

"The superior man heard the Tao and did it diligently. When he asked the heart, he would go into the mountain to visit the immortals. Suddenly he met a ghost person, as if he met the Tao's heart."

This "Chen Ping'an" turned his head and looked at the bitter hand who was falling against the wall, and smiled. The ancient mirror on the ground was pulled by a wisp of true energy, as fast as a flying sword, and directly nailed into the heart of the young monk, "I'll give it back to you. Remember to keep it away in the future, if there is still a future."

Kushou's heart was constantly blown up by his own natal object, and his neck seemed to be grabbed and pulled out to an exaggerated extent. His limbs were involuntarily twisted and shattered inch by inch. A monk's golden elixir was forcibly picked out of his human body and hovered in front of Kushou's eyes.

In Chen Ping'an's vision, the two flying swords of Yuan Huajing and Song Xu were sacrificed, and after they were sacrificed, they were like flying slowly in the air, so slow that even a patient "person" felt that it was too slow.

He "walked slowly", turned sideways, "passed by" Song Xu's natal flying sword with golden light, and then came to the Yuanhua realm's flying sword "Yarang", and let the flying sword "moved" towards him bit by bit.

He stared at the flying sword with a squinted eyes and snapped his fingers. All the buildings in the houses were gone, just like the world and everything in the world, the colors were swept away, and all the insignificant white-painted scrolls were removed, leaving only the eleven painted characters in the heart scroll.

Outside this room, there were eight monks from the Earthly Branches. At the same time, they came to this world. Everyone still maintained their previous posture. After the young man Gou Cun walked, he returned to the room and placed the green bamboo stick horizontally on his knees. He was looking at the inscription "Zhiyuan". The female ghost Gaiyan was smiling and talking to Han Zhoujin. Han Zhoujin looked a little absent-minded. The little novice monk realized that he had just returned to the inn and was walking, raising his feet. Yu Yu lowered his head and leaned forward, as if he was counting some items. Sui Lin was still sitting cross-legged, refining the fragments of the golden body of the gods. Daolu Geling held a book and turned the pages...

He bent his index finger, flicked his thumb gently, and a chess piece appeared and threw it high, slowly landing. After the sound of entering the water, a chess board appeared between heaven and earth.

Then he twisted the flying sword "Yelang" of Yuan Hua Realm slowly approaching in front of him, turned the tip of the sword, walked to the Yuan Hua Realm, pulled it gently, and nailed it into the middle of the eyebrows of the latter. The tip of the flying sword directly penetrated through Yuan Hua Realm's head. He glanced at Yuan Hua Realm with a squint eyes, shook his head with a smile, and commented: "After all, it's not a pure martial artist, but a paper-like body."

The eight "visited" monks who came to their senses instantly had already discovered the tragic situation of dying. Yu Yu immediately sacrificed the young sword immortal, bent his knees slightly, and rushed forward in an instant. On the chessboard under his feet, the sword light soared into the sky, like a cage, blocking her way. Fortunately, the sword immortal servant took out the sword and cut open the straight line of the sword lights. Yu Yu had no distractions. She was a military monk. She must hold on to Chen Ping'an, who came to make trouble for them for a while, before she could have a chance to fight back.

He smiled and looked at the little girl of the military monk. Can you survive if you are not afraid of death? Come and find me, can you find it?

From the corner of my eye, I saw the young sword fairy who retained the "a little true spirit" and sword fairy's skin, wherever I see and what I want.

Split it out of it and cut it into two.

She was like she was always hitting a wall.

Yu Yu, who was originally less than ten feet away from the man, appeared thousands of feet away in a daze. After that, no matter how she rushed forward, or even swept backwards, and flew around... In short, it was impossible to narrow the distance between the two sides to within ten feet.

The world is reversed, and Yu Yu's path is everywhere that is turned into incredible situations by that man.

A ridge-moving technique performed by Daolugeling hit the snow-white body from all directions. It was just a huge mountain ridge, all in the air, and was cut and fell to the ground by slender sword lights on the spot, and fell on the chessboard, and turned into nothingness.

He suddenly appeared beside Yu Yu and pressed her face with one hand.
To be continued...