Chapter 223

(I suggest you eat this chapter with a song. This chapter is very short. After thinking about it for a long time, you can only break it there, because I like that. Tut Tut, my appearance of striving for perfection is really good, but I wrote a wrong place in the chapter yesterday. Jing Jiu saw Luo Huainan more than once, but I'm too lazy to change it. Let's do it first.)

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"What does little martial uncle look like?"

"Best looking."

"Did little martial uncle have classes here like us?"

"Class? See that cave across the street? He was lying there all day, and his classmates laughed at him for being lazy. How can we know that he was raising a sword with his will! "

"Don't the teachers punish him if he doesn't have class?"

Speaking of this, the sword washing disciples suddenly woke up. They were not chatting in the cave, but in class.

They hurried away from the window and sat back in their seats. They were nervous for fear of being punished by the immortal teacher.

This class is about the beginning of the sword. The immortal teacher's surname is Lu.

To the surprise of the sword washing disciple, Master Lu Xian was not angry. He smiled and said, "if you want to see it, go to the stream. How can you see it clearly here?"

Some disciples didn't believe their ears. They looked at each other and confirmed that the immortal master really said so. They gave a burst of cheers, saluted in a hurry and ran out.

Master Lu Xian went to the window, looked at the sword boat in the sky, stroked his beard, and showed a happy smile on his face.

He once had a bleak prospect of monasticism. Because of his experience in nansongting, he was recalled to Jiufeng to practice again.

Four years ago, he finally broke the border and succeeded. Now he teaches in Xijian Pavilion.

How can he not be pleased to see the former students who have become the pride of Castle Peak?

Similar pictures keep appearing in other places of Xijian Pavilion.

Lin ignorance walked out of the classroom with the teaching plan, and saw martial uncle Meili of qingrongfeng, bowing and saluting.

Suddenly, cheers came from the riverside. They looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. They sighed and accelerated their pace.

The lazy boy twelve years ago has come back with such an array.

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There used to be a cliff beside Xijian river. Later, when Shangde peak's three foot sword suppressed Bihu peak, it crushed the cliff to the ground.

Later, at the request of Shiyue peak and with the consent of all peaks, this cliff was transformed into Jianzhou dock.

The sword boat fell slowly, and the huge shadow fell on the Xijian River, and the water suddenly rustled.

The riverside is full of people.

Lin ignorance, Yao Songshan, Lei Yijing and dozens of three generations of green mountain disciples, as well as many sword washing disciples, saluted in unison and said, "welcome little martial uncle back to the mountain!"

The voice echoed like thunder in the valley, attracting countless apes to respond.

Gu Qing stood behind Jing Jiu, smiling and thinking, Shifu, do you still dislike the noise?

The young man surnamed yuan blushed and felt proud. He waved to the younger martial sister Yushan in the crowd.

"All right." Fang Jingtian smiled and said, "the headmaster is still waiting for younger martial brother Jing at Tianguang peak."

Jing Jiu didn't want to go to Tianguang peak. He was thinking about what reason to refuse. Suddenly he felt something and turned to look at an extremely lonely mountain in the depths of the sea of clouds.

Whoosh!

The sword Bracelet left his wrist, turned back to the body of the frost sword, turned into a bright red light, and went there.

Looking at this picture, Fang Jingtian's smile gradually faded away.

The green mountain disciples by the river were surprised.

Lin ignorance and merry looked at each other and saw the surprise and joy in each other's eyes.

For hundreds of years, the youngest wild land of qingshanzong has finally appeared!

Jing Jiu didn't talk to Fang Jingtian any more. He rose up with his sword. Gu Qing and the young man surnamed yuan hurried to keep up.

Naturally, they will not go to Tianguang peak at this time.

Compared with this matter, what does the headmaster summon count?

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There is wind everywhere in Shenmo peak.

The woods were blowing, and the green leaves kept falling, but they couldn't hide the shriek of apes.

The shriek of the ape was very sad, but it was not a warning or fear, but the extreme joy.

The door of the cabin in the woods was not closed, but was blown by the strong wind. It kept closing and opening, making a popping sound.

The temple building at the top of the peak is forbidden. There is no such situation, but the leaves dance disorderly and there is sand and dust everywhere.

There was a dull noise in the depths of the cave, and the prohibition was lifted.

A puff of smoke and dust came out from the inside, looking like a yellow dragon.

A moment later, Zhao Layue came out of the cave.

She was unkempt and covered with dust on her clothes. She looked very embarrassed, but her eyes were clear.

Her eyes were even more black and white. When she looked directly at them, it seemed as if it was dawn. Naturally, she had a touch of lingran sword, and then it became silent.

When she came to the cliff, she saw the red light coming through the air and naturally reached for it.

Looking at the Fu Si sword in her hand, she looked slightly stunned and wondered what was going on“ Why are you making such a mess again? " There was a sound. The well nine Yu sword fell. Zhao La Yue looked at him quietly and suddenly asked, "Jianfeng?" Jing Jiu didn't know what she was doing when she asked, "Zuo Yi." Zhao Layue made sure it was true and smiled. Pear vortex reproduction Gu Qing and a young man surnamed yuan fell on the top of the peak. Looking at the picture in front of him, the young man surnamed yuan was stunned and asked, "master... Have dimples?" Gu Qing said, "yes, when master Mei arranged flowers for her at the meeting, at least hundreds of people saw it." The young man surnamed yuan was shocked and said, "I haven't seen him once... Eh, why did master go back? Just after uncle Shi came back, did she have to shut up again? " Jingjiu doesn't know why Zhao Layue suddenly turns around and returns to the cave. Don't think about things you don't understand. He looked at the familiar scenery at the top of the peak and felt the warm spring breeze. He felt that it was more suitable for sleepiness than the bitter cold snow cave. At least the bamboo chair won't freeze too hard. I don't want to. The bamboo chair appeared on the cliff where it stayed most often. There are even six depressions in the ground. Well nine lay down and gave a sound. Gu Qing knew that this was the sound that master would make when he was extremely comfortable, just like the sigh of ordinary people. The young man surnamed yuan suddenly shouted, "master, are you back again?" Zhao Layue came out of the cave with wet hair and water at the end. She also changed into a clean dress. Gu Qing was very impressed and worried. He took a bath so fast that he didn't look like a girl's house. Zhao Layue went to the bamboo chair, motioned Jing Jiu to move her legs, and then sat down. Well nine took out the Yin wood comb and began to comb her hair This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.