Chapter 44

Qingyun peak terrain is steep, there is only one way up the mountain.

On the mountainside, there stands a gate of more than 20 Zhang high, carved from a huge stone, with the words "qingyangzong" written on it, with gold hooks and iron strokes.

Some disciples of the Qingyang sect, guarding the mountain gate, are drinking and chatting. Naturally, they are talking about the major events in Qingyun city today, such as Chen xinglie's attack against hundreds, Chen xinglie's opening up the sky with one sword, Chen xinglie's making a big stir in the Shanhai commercial alliance

A thatched cottage is built near the entrance to the giant stone mountain.

There was a bonfire at the door of the house. There was a big pottery pot on it. It was bubbling and steaming. I didn't know what was cooked in it. The old man beside the fire was holding a wooden spoon, squinting, stirring the soup in the jar and listening to the gatekeeper chatting.

The moon is high.

Chen xinglie comes from the moon.

The gatekeeper shut his mouth and didn't dare to say more than half a word.

"Chen xinglie?"

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, threw the wooden spoon into the pot, pulled out the cold iron sword inserted by the campfire, and strode to the middle of the mountain gate, blocking Chen xinglie's way up the mountain.

Chen xinglie's eyes sank and stopped.

There is only one Rune for pushing down. Should it be used on this old man to make him delicate and tender and easy to be pushed down?

This

It's disgusting to think about it!

Under the moonlight, the old man's robe is clinging to his body. At first glance, it looks like a robe on the skeleton of a skeleton.

This type of body, the whole Qingyun City, also can not find a second.

Chen xinglie recognized the man's identity with only one glance.

Elder of Qingyang clan, xianyuchong!

Xian Yuchong has a high social standing in Qingyang sect. He is the martial uncle of Cao Bi, the leader of Qingyang sect. He is over 80 years old. He has great strength. However, he does not want to live on the mountain. Instead, he runs to the mountain gate and builds a thatched house.

"Why go up the mountain?"

Xian Yuchong is holding a cold iron sword. His voice is hoarse. Even if he is skinny, his tone is still dignified.

"The green cloud mountain..." Chen xinglie looked at the top of the mountain and asked coldly, "other people can't get on this seat?"

I came to Qingyun peak tonight to explore the details of Qingyang sect and investigate the death cause of master Feiyu in my memory.

This matter, Chen xinglie has been unable to understand.

It's like a lump in the throat.

Chen xinglie would not be happy if he did not investigate clearly.

How can I be stopped at the foot of the mountain for nothing?

In Chen xinglie's eyes, he has the intention of killing.

Xianyu Chong could not help but hold the cold iron sword and said: "Qingyang sect has its own rules. Inner disciples can go up the mountain in the daytime. Only zhenzhuan disciples can come and go freely."

Chen xinglie's mouth with a trace of ridicule, said: "is it possible that Xianyu elder feels that this seat is not comparable to the true disciples of Qingyang sect?"

"Just try it." Xian Yuchong looked at the cold iron sword in his hand and said, "I heard that your sword formula is very mysterious. One sword can open the sky. I really want to see such a sword formula. "

As soon as this statement was made, the gatekeepers around him were stunned.

Is there going to be a fight?

The gatekeeper exchanged glances and quickly stepped back more than ten steps away from the gate. He did not dare to stay near the mountain gate. He was afraid that Chen xinglie would cut out his sword and hurt the fish and kill them.

Whoosh!

The wind is rising in the mountains.

Standing in the wind, Xian Yuchong looks like a weak scarecrow.

"You're tired of living."

Chen xinglie slowly drew out his big sword and sighed: "for the sake of the same field, I'll give you a ride. It's a good deed."

If Dabao sword wants to continue to grow, it has to go through two steps.

Kill life and raise sword!

Weapons sacrifice!

When Chen xinglie was pulling out his sword, Xian Yuchong suddenly yelled: "wait a minute! This long old thing already high, old does not take the muscle and bone as the ability! Why don't we just have a fight

Wendou?

Chen xinglie shook his head and said, "not so."

Xian Yuchong inserted the cold iron sword into the ground, raised his right hand, put his middle finger and index finger together, kneaded out a sword formula, and said, "let's go empty handed, and make a stroke across the air..."

Zheng!

Before Xianyu Chonghua finished speaking, the sound of sword had already sounded.

Chen xinglie held a big sword and put out the starting form of the empty coagulation sword formula. His eyes were awe inspiring.

The sword is brilliant.

Around the mountains, under the sword light, a piece of silver.

"This sword..."

Xian Yuchong's eyes trembled, his neck shrank, and he turned around and ran. He didn't even want the cold iron sword on the ground. He ran and yelled: "no more! You win! I can't fight you. I admit defeat! Why are young people so angry that they always take out their swords and cut people? What kind of hatred and resentment... "

The gatekeepers in the distance were stunned.These people originally thought that there would be a fierce fight between the dragon and the tiger.

Never thought of

Chen xinglie just put on a starting gesture, which scared Xian Yuchong into a panic and disappeared in the blink of an eye!

"Run

With a cry of surprise, the gatekeeper fled in all directions.

Chen xinglie is too lazy to go after him.

Although he was not afraid of killing the enemy, he did not enjoy killing life.

On the mountain tonight, Chen xinglie didn't come here for killing, but for another purpose.

Bang!

Some people ran for their lives in a panic, kicking down the shelf on the bonfire, the big pot fell to the ground, smashed to pieces.

It has a strong smell of medicine.

A short whip like medicinal material fell out.

Tiger whip!

This is a powerful medicine specially used to strengthen male Yang.

In Chen xinglie's memory, it seems that he had eaten a lot in his previous life.

It's not that Chen xinglie is not in good health. It's because there are too many women to be provoked. If you don't take some tonic, you can't cope with it

"Xian Yuchong is over 80 years old. Why should he take the medicine of tiger and wolf? This person is as thin as wood. After taking the medicine, can his body stand it? Once the drug burst out, who should xianyuchong find to vent? Do you visit brothels

"I have never heard of any brothel that Xianyu Chong has ever visited Is it Xianyu Chong's personal hobby? After taking medicine, he likes to do it by himself and have plenty of food and clothing? "

"I'm really old and my heart is not old!"

Chen xinglie shook his head, took away the cold iron sword inserted in the mountain gate, and strode to the mountain.

I just took a few steps, but I felt something was wrong.

Chen xinglie suddenly remembered one thing.

In Qingyang sect, it has always been a practice for the sect elders to accept the true disciples: under the male elder's seat, only female students are accepted; while under the female elder's seat, only male disciples are accepted!

There are thousands of disciples of Qingyang sect. Female disciples practice in Qingyun peak, while male disciples live in Qingyun city.

Only shifeiyu is different from others.

This sister always disguises herself as a man all year round, wandering around Qingyun City, pretending to be a man all the time.

In this moment

There is an idea in Chen xinglie's heart.

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