Chapter 3571： Monk and purity

Qin Xuan and Qin Qinglan fell in front of the city gate.

The immortal city of Longevity at this moment is more prosperous than the last time Qin Xuan came back.

Qin Qinglan's expression also relaxed slightly, returning to the place where he felt relaxed.

"Are they traveling?"

Qin Xuan looked at Qin Yan'er, slightly startled.

Qin Yan'er has also ascended into the heavens and established the nine-rank immortal official system according to Jun Wushuang as the first-rank immortal official of this longevity immortal city.

To put it bluntly, he is the biggest steward in the Everlasting City.

Jun Wushuang and others all went out to travel, not to mention Jun Wushuang, even Xu Zining, Dou Zhan, Li Hongchen, Qing Niu and others also went out.

Luo Gutian is huge, and the Immortal City of Longevity is also somewhat famous at present. In addition, the Immortal City of Longevity needs development, and its resources are not so easy to obtain.

When Qin Xuan created the Immortal City of Longevity, he traveled far alone. He didn't return for a hundred years, and he returned only in a hurry for a while before leaving again.

It is impossible to maintain the status quo in the great longevity city.

Standing on this city wall, Qin Xuan quietly looked at the increasingly prosperous Everlasting City, and he showed a faint smile.

"Daddy, don't you ask Auntie and the others to come back?" Qin Qinglan was accompanied by Qin Xuan.

"No need!" Qin Xuan smiled.

"Qinglan, you should practice too, don't need to be with me!"

With that, Qin Xuan waved his hand, and Qin Qinglan on the side looked at Qin Xuan and stood for a moment before leaving.

Before leaving, Qin Qinglan looked at Qin Xuan. She always felt that something was hidden under this white dress, and even this made her a little uneasy.

However, Qin Xuan did not say, she did not dare to ask.

For the remaining half a month, Qin Xuan took on the golden surface of the emperor wood and walked quietly in this immortal city like an ordinary person.

He walked through the Immortal Shangfang in the northwest and saw the Immortal Daochang in the southeast.

To the east, there is also a fairy beast garden, where many fairy beasts inhabit the fairy world.

Looking at the Immortal City of Longevity, Qin Xuan actually had some strange feelings. Perhaps, after thousands of years, he could only recognize the outline of the Immortal City.

The vicissitudes of life are nothing but that.

After wandering in Xiancheng for a few days, Qin Xuan left the longevity city.

Zong Tianyi trembles, but it is just a stick of incense, he has already appeared tens of thousands of miles outside of Eight Hundred Cloud City.

Here, there is a mountain, a lofty mountain, a thousand feet high and a hundred miles wide.

It seems that this mountain has never been very different from other mountains, but if it appears under this mountain, it turns out that this mountain of hundreds of miles is actually suspended.

No, there is one more person under this mountain.

One person, sitting cross-legged, stands tall above this mountain.

Let the birds and animals on the mountain turbulent, and let the wood and stone change, the whole mountain is still extremely stable.

Qin Xuan looked at this scene, he couldn't help showing a faint smile.

When he reached the edge of the mountain, suddenly, his palm lightly fell on the edge of the mountain.

The weight of one hand, but below, the eyes of the shadow suddenly opened.

If there were two divine lights piercing through dozens of miles, I saw Qin Xuan.

"Evergreen, don't be fooling around, chaos my cultivation!" A slightly helpless voice came from under the mountain.

Qin Xuan laughed and retracted his palm. He shuttled under the mountain, suddenly raised one hand, and lifted the whole mountain directly.

He glanced at Dou Zhan and smiled: "You monk, this is cultivating concentration!?"

Dou Zhan glanced at Qin Xuan's palm, then looked at the mountain that looked like a feather, "It's just a way of cultivation."

"I am now in the sixth ancestral realm. This mountain should be the ultimate for me. If I can maintain stability for 30 years, I can leave and break through the seventh ancestral realm."

"Are you back? Why don't you come here to disturb me in the Immortal City of Longevity!"

Qin Xuan let go of his palm, but there was ancestral strength beside him supporting the mountain.

"I have gone out to practice, you are the closest." Qin Xuan said with a light smile.

Dou Zhan looked at Qin Xuan quietly, smiling without saying a word.

Neither of them said anything.

"Fine, you practice in peace!" Qin Xuan smiled before leaving.

Dou Zhan looked at Qin Xuan, "Evergreen, the world is unconstrained, the mountains and the sea are free for you to swim."

"The Immortal City of Longevity, Immortal Realm, has never been your drag. One day, we will stand by your side."

He seemed to see something from Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan paused. He looked back at Dou Zhan and said with a smile: "I never think that the immortal world is my drag. There will always be my home."

Dou Zhan smiled, and there were two golden lights on his fingers, breaking Qin Xuan's strength to support the mountains.

He sits cross-legged here, his eyes gradually close together.

"Three thousand miles west, two lives, if nothing happens, you can go and see!" A faint voice floated from the bottom of the mountain.

Qin Xuan smiled when he heard the words and walked westward.

Three thousand miles away, there is a palace here, above this palace, there is no cloud.

Even if there is a floating cloud, it seems to be cut away by an invisible sword.

Luo Gutian, Yongluojian Palace!

The master of this sword palace is a realm master of the ninth realm.

There are only seventy-six disciples in the Sword Palace, but everyone is a swordsman, a lover of swords, a companion with swords, and a fate for swords.

However, at this moment, there was a person holding a wooden sword and confronted the disciple of the Yongluojian Palace.

In the eyes of young people, there is no sadness or joy, and nothing in this world.

Yes, only the sword in the hand and the opponent's sword.

The sword moves are staggered, and other forces are not moved, and they collide with pure skill.

Under the dazzling shadow of the sword, the young man suddenly stood holding a sword. In front of him, a man wearing a Yongluojian palace robe had a small piece of damage in his dantian.

"I lost!"

The man was also upright, holding a sword and saluting.

Xu Zining smiled and said: "The predecessors have superb swordsmanship. If you use your ancestral power, I am afraid I will lose with one move!"

The man laughed blankly and stopped talking.

Xu Zining looked at the person on the side, he smiled and said, "Which other senior is willing to come and try!?"

Many people looked at each other, and in the end, one person took a stride.

"I come!"

Qin Xuan appeared silently to the side, with his strength, even the Lord of the Eternal Falling Sword Palace might not be able to spot her.

He looked at his disciple, confronting the people of Yongluojian Palace with pure swordsmanship.

This time, Xu Zining was defeated. He clasped his fists to thank, and then stepped aside to realize it.

Many people in Yongluojian Palace couldn't help looking at Xu Zining, and everyone admired Xu Zining.

"Xu Liangsheng, the palace lord asks you, are you still unwilling to be a named disciple?" Suddenly, a woman came with a sword and frowned and asked.

Xu Zining opened his eyes, and he smiled lightly: "I already have a master, just to sharpen swordsmanship, thank you Palace Master for your high hopes!"

"Xu Liangsheng, I know who your master is, isn't it the ancestral realm Qin Changqing, he is an ancestral realm, and he knows what swordsmanship is!?"

"You are really stupid. The palace lord didn't tell you to betray that Qin Changqing, but just named a disciple to prove that you have learned swordsmanship here."

"You know that the palace lord's swordsmanship is for educating people, not killing people. If you can agree, it can be regarded as helping the palace lord."

The woman was a little dissatisfied, and some hated that iron could not become a steel track.

Xu Zining frowned, he suddenly got up, "It's the two lives that are bothering me, so I'll leave!"

As soon as the words came out, the woman was stunned, and she was shocked immediately, "Fool, that's just what I meant, not my eternal fall to the sword palace."

Just when Xu Zining turned around, he saw a figure and was suddenly stunned.

Qin Xuan looked at Xu Zining, chuckled, and then he pointed to a sword.

"Who said, I Qin Changqing doesn't understand swordsmanship!?"

The voice fell, and pointed a sword, straight to the Yongluojian Palace.

Inside the Yongluojian Palace, a blazing sword sound suddenly sounded, but the next instant, the sword rang stopped, and a sword came over the Yongluojian Palace, like cutting the world.

In the Yongluojian Palace, an old man carrying a sword box suddenly spewed a large mouthful of blood, his eyes full of horror.

He looked out of Jian Palace, in front of Xu Zining, the young man in white.

I saw the youth's thin lips, faintly speaking, and the voice slowly came into his ears.

"I'm just not good at it!"

"But Shenger has enough to wait!"