Chapter 449

Without any suspense, Ping Yongjia chose Shenmo peak, and people didn't have a chance to see his Kendo talent.

Martial uncle Meili and Lin ignorance looked at each other and smiled again. They had done their best for Qingrong peak and Tianguang peak, and there was nothing they could do.

Before the sword bearing meeting was over, the Yuan Opera left with Ping Yongjia in those reluctant eyes.

When he came to the top of Shenmo peak, Yuanqu told him to wait here. He hurriedly turned and ran down the mountain. He thought he was going to explain something to younger martial sister Yushan.

There is no one at the top of the peak, and the residual snow remains.

Ping Yongjia was very nervous, but he didn't show it on his face, because he didn't know if Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue were observing themselves.

Before long, Gu Qing came out of the Taoist temple and said to him, "in autumn, I closed my door and forgot to inform you. Fortunately, you didn't forget."

Ping Yongjia quickly saluted, thinking that he had not forgotten, which was entirely due to his boldness and greed, but these words naturally could not be exported.

Gu Qing looked at him and said with a smile, "are you curious why Shifu chose you?"

Ping Yongjia nodded repeatedly. Now he naturally knows that the young men and women he met when climbing Jianfeng last year are the two teachers of Shenmo peak, but it always makes him feel a little strange to worship under the gate of Shenmo peak. He thought, did he break anything?

Gu Qing asked, "do you know how high the two teachers are in the closed position of Jianfeng?"

Ping Yongjia thought for a moment and said, "at that time, he just wanted to go higher. The higher the better. Later, he was scared to climb down. I don't know how high."

Gu Qing smiled and said, "it seems that you don't know how talented you are."

Jianfeng is difficult to walk. How high you can climb often means how talented that green mountain disciple is in kendo.

Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue are closed at Jianfeng. The place they choose is naturally very high, so Ping Yongjia's Kendo talent is also very high.

The reason is so simple. Ping Yongjia soon figured it out. He scratched his head happily when he thought that he was a Kendo genius recognized by the two teachers.

Looking at his movements, Gu Qing thought of the apes under the cliff. He felt more cordial to the new junior brother, patted him on the shoulder and said, "practice well in the future and don't lose face to master."

With these words, he turned and left, ready to go to the Taoist temple and continue to keep his sword.

Ping Yongjia was stunned. Seeing that Gu Qing was about to enter the Taoist temple, he was in a hurry and shouted, "that... Elder martial brother, what am I going to do next?"

Gu Qing stopped, turned around and said, "if you finish your lessons in the sword Pavilion, you should raise the sword first, and then cultivate the real sword of which peak. Wait until master comes back."

Ping Yongjia asked with wide eyes, "keep a sword? You told me not to rush to get the sword first. I don't have a sword now. "

Gu Qing said, "if you don't have a sword, raise your mind first. Don't worry about the sword, or it will be very troublesome when Shifu wants to change your sword in the future."

This is his personal experience.

He is now wandering in the wild. He has developed a sword ghost, but he suddenly wants to change his sword, which is prone to big problems.

Even if the sword was a cosmofront, he still felt very troublesome.

Ping Yongjia didn't know his worry. After listening to his words, he was very happy. He thought that he even sent a flying sword to Shenmo peak. This welfare is really excellent.

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There are two noticeable things in this year's sword bearing conference in Castle Peak.

Shenmo peak recruited another disciple, but liangforgetting peak did not appear.

The disciples of liangqiaofeng are now in the far north, in the front line of fighting with the monsters of the snow country.

Many of the other elders and disciples of Zhufeng also went to Baicheng and were personally led by Fang Jingtian.

In early spring, Baicheng is deeply cold. In the military camp built near the mountain, transpiration white smoke can be seen everywhere.

There are no hot springs, but there are countless buckets full of hot water.

There have been several small animal surges in recent years. The reduction of the northern army is not too serious, but there are a lot of wounded soldiers. At this time, hot water and medicine are particularly needed.

The medical monks of Guocheng temple are responsible for the latter, while yimaozhai and other sects who are good at Taoism are responsible for heating and logistics, including the former.

The green mountain disciples are responsible for killing the enemy as they have been for countless years.

Dozens of sword lights came back from the snow field and fell on the field in front of the mountain.

After crossing Nanshan Mountain, I scanned the line of sight and counted the number again. I confirmed that I didn't fall in the snow with the same door. I was a little relaxed.

Including him, Gu Han, yousiluo, Jian Ruoshui and other disciples of forgetting peak have entered the wild, and their combat power is very strong. They are responsible for chasing and killing those powerful monsters who leave the battlefield and may go south with their peers. It's not a front battlefield, but it's more dangerous. In a few years, seven green mountain disciples have been seriously injured and sent back to green mountain. With the increasing frequency and power of animal tide, I believe death will come soon. What makes them worry is that with the tension in the snow field, the evil sects in Lengshan have signs of being ready to move.

Guo Nanshan said, "I just hope the Taoist friends of Kunlun sect can control the situation."

Gu Han said expressionless, "with those useless things? In my opinion, it's better to take advantage of the temporary quiet time in the snow field, let's go to the cold mountain to clean up, so as to deter those curfews. "

"Don't count me in this matter." A faint voice came from the crowd.

Guo Nanshan and others looked and found that Zhuo rusui looked slightly different.

Gu Han stared at him and said, "do you want to watch evil forces like Xuanyin sect take the opportunity to become big?"

Zhuo rusui drooped his eyelids and said listlessly, "I'm called Xuanyin cult now. Listen to this name. It's obviously opposite to Fengdao cult. Dao saint is not worried. What's your hurry?"

People looked at him with mixed eyes.

Among the younger generation of disciples, Zhuo rusui was certainly very famous. That year, when Qingshan tried his sword, he finally passed the pass from the top of Tianguang peak and defeated Zhao Layue in one fell swoop, which made his reputation to the extreme.

The disciples of liangforgetting peak expect him to compete with well Jiuyi. Who ever thought that after he lost to well Jiuyi in Yunmeng Mountain, his behavior style became more and more like the people on Shenmo peak.

As for what that style is, no one can accurately say. Jian Ruoshui, who hates Shenmo peak most, can't do it. He is probably afraid of trouble or that thing.

No one from Shenmo peak came to the snow field this time. Zhuo rusui is the closing disciple of the leader's immortal. Naturally, he still wants to come.

However, it is completely different from crossing Nanshan. He can't see such beautiful things as fighting the enemy bravely, taking the lead in everything and setting an example.

Jane Ruoshui looked at him and said, "if you are afraid of death like Gu Qing, just don't follow."

Hearing this, Gu Han looked slightly changed, but he didn't say anything.

Zhuo rusui looked at Jian Ruoshui and slowly raised his face.

He didn't want to show his contempt by disdaining people with his nostrils, but was ready to say well.

After crossing Nanshan Mountain, he was the first disciple of Tianguang peak. After hearing Master Liu CI many times, he naturally knew what he wanted to do. He shouted in a deep voice, "shut up!"

Zhuo rusui thought, I don't need to open my mouth at all. Does this have anything to do with himself, senior brother?

Yousiluo suddenly looked at the snow field and said, "who's that?"

Less than 100 days after the end of the previous war, there are still many dangers in the snow. Why did someone come out alone?

The man's body method was very strange. However, he came to the edge of the snow field from the black mountain in ten seconds. He couldn't see how he did it.

Gu Han asked, "are you from Zhongzhou school?"

In most people's impression, only the heaven and earth escape method of Zhongzhou school can be so ethereal and unpredictable.

Guo Nanshan shook his head and said, "what is it?"

The green mountain disciples were surprised.

The man walked out of the snow field and came to the front of the military camp. The monk's clothes in front of him were in tatters, like newly grown hair.

Looking at he Kai, the eyes of the people are somewhat different.

Gu Han frowned and said, "this is the first one who danced in the world of mortals in the open at the beginning?"

Since you want to dance in the world of mortals, you naturally have to hide your identity in order to understand the true meaning of the world of mortals. Over the past countless years, generations of descendants of Guocheng temple have acted in this way, and their identity will not be revealed until their merits and virtues are perfect. The descendants of the previous generation who danced in the world of mortals, that is, the current Daosheng Caoyuan, finally chose to stay in the north and did not return to Guocheng temple to take over as abbot, but he also remained anonymous in Fengdao cult for many years.

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He Kui obviously experienced many bitter battles in the snow field and was seriously injured, but no one in the military camp met him.

It is not that the medical monk of Guocheng temple is too busy, or that the masters dislike him for being too ostentatious and destroying his original intention to dance in the world of mortals, but because someone has gone.

Accompanied by the crisp and beautiful bell, the young master of the hanging bell sect turned into a blue smoke, came to he Kan, held his arm, and his small face was full of concern.

"It's all right."

He Yi shook his head.

Siser breathed a sigh of relief and then asked, "are you going to Lao Taijun's birthday or not? I can't stay here too long. There are still a lot of things to arrange. "

He Kai shook his head again.

Se se raised her little face and begged, "you'd better go. Mu Ma wants to see you."

He Kan didn't speak.

A sad voice said, "something big will happen that day. I'm afraid. I hope you'll be by my side."

He Kai still didn't speak.

Se se was angry, threw away his hand and said, "don't try to deceive me. I asked sister La Yue. You Guocheng Temple won't shut up at all!"

He Kan kept his mouth shut and went on without saying a word.

Siser stopped, stood in the snow, looked at his back, and said with a cry, "I'm crying, oh, tell you, I'm going to cry!"

He Kan was slightly stiff, turned slowly, looked at her and said, "I found Jiang Rui's body in the snow."

Se se was pretending to cry. Listening to this, the crying cavity in her voice disappeared. She said seriously and sympathetically, "this is really a pity."

He Kan said, "what if you let him go?"

"I'll kill him," said se proudly. "What can I do?"

He Kan sighed, turned and continued to leave. His body method was as ethereal as a ghost.

Knowing that she couldn't catch up with him, she was angry and curious. She thought where did he learn such strange body methods?

She suddenly thought of what he Kui learned from the old eunuch Hong in qingtianjian's dreamland. She was shocked and covered her mouth. She thought, did you really cut yourself?

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There is a mountain behind Baicheng.

There is a small temple at the foot of the mountain.

There is a golden Buddha in the temple.

In the past, there were no monks in this temple, but now there is finally one.

A little monk with the highest status in Zen.

Zen has been in Baicheng for seven years.

For the past seven years, he has been playing with mud in this small temple, solving stick mountain, and occasionally going out to show his face.

If the Zen was replaced by the winter of previous years, Daosheng would be much satisfied.

Zen Zi himself was not satisfied and felt very bored.

Stick mountain suddenly collapsed and scattered on the ground in front of the threshold.

I don't know what that means.

The Zen son looked at it for two times. He gave up without calculating it. He stretched his waist and said, "when can I go back?"

The thick and faintly missing voice sounded in the temple: "are you worried?"

Zen said, "there was chaos in the temple. Crossing the sea almost made a big mistake, but I can't go back. How can I not hurry?"

Dao Sheng said, "when the outcome is determined in the snow field, there will be peace."

Zen Zi's eyes became cold for several minutes and said, "peace reappears in the world. I can't say you have to go back."

Dao Sheng was silent for a while and said, "I don't know whether the movement of Lengshan has anything to do with the real person."

Zen Zi said, "Xuanyin sect doesn't need to worry too much. After being killed by Qingshan sect in those years, there is only the flag left now."

Dao Sheng said, "that flag is really evil."

Zen Zi said, "of course, otherwise the Castle Peak sect would have killed him."

Qingshan sect has a feud with Xuanyin sect. If the burning sun flag was not successfully sacrificed again, it would be difficult to deal with it. How could Qingshan sect dare to change its religion after seeing Xuanyin sect show off its power in cold mountain.

At this time, a creaking sound came from behind the temple.

It was the terrible sound of deformation and distortion of cliffs and mutual friction of rock strata.

Zen Zi got up and went outside the threshold.

Many houses in Baicheng have collapsed and smoke is rising. Fortunately, Fengdao cult has already driven away all believers and residents. I don't think there will be too many casualties.

The movement in the distant snow field is even more amazing. The wind and snow roar up to the sky hundreds of feet high. Then you can see that the black mountains are shaking.

What a terrible earthquake.

Zen Zi's eyes passed through the smoke and snow, swept over the shaking Montenegro and fell into the depths of the snow field.

There was a strong alarm in his eyes.

What a powerful breath.

Terran practitioners on the edge of the snow field reacted and came to the air to prepare for the battle.

The light of the sword flickered, and baohao pierced the air. A dark and powerful sword idea appeared in the front.

"Fang Jingtian is not an opponent."

Zen Zi said coldly, "let everyone go back."

Fang Jingtian is not very famous in the practice world, but Zen Zi and Dao Sheng naturally know that it is because the former peak master of Qingshan sect has kept a low profile for 300 years.

Fang Jingtian is one of the four disciples of Taiping immortal. He breaks the peak of the sea and is expected to reach the sky. Of course, he is the top strongman of the Terran. He is the leader of Maozhai. Bu qiuxiao can only draw with him at most. At the moment, Baicheng has the strongest combat power except Daosheng and chanzi.

Even Fang Jingtian is not an opponent. It's natural to know who is coming. No wonder Zen is so vigilant.

The bell rang in the small temple, signaling all practitioners to leave the battlefield as quickly as possible.

"Is it big or small?"

The thick and incomplete sound suddenly became perfect, just like the bell echoing on the edge of the snow field at the moment.

That's because in a very short time, the owner of this voice has been ready to die.

It has been snowy in Gudao town for more than a hundred years.

He once went deep into the snow field and fought with the snow queen for several times. Each time, he was seriously injured and returned without any chance of winning.

As well nine once said, the queen of snow country is the highest life of Chaotian continent. He has no opponent except when he ascended.

If the other party really walks out of the snow, who can stop her?

He has thought about this problem countless times.

Until the end, he couldn't draw a conclusion, but he figured out one thing.

No matter who can stop her, always stop her. Then the day the queen came out of the snow should be her own death. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.