Ouyang Qian stood at the door of Xuantian Pavilion, looking at the busy crowd, feeling quite emotional; she was only twenty years old when the last swordsmanship was held, and in this blink of an eye it was another hundred years, and it was like a passing water, but yesterday's scene is still vivid in my mind.

Seeing the monks busy with the sword contest, Ouyang Qian fell into deep thought; at the last sword contest, the master in white clothes took her and several senior brothers to see the sword contest together; during the sword test, the master would also explain to her and her senior brothers the exquisite sword moves used by the monks in the field.

If the Heavenly Dao Kingdom had not raised its troops south more than 20 years ago, the master and several brothers would not die; then would she and several brothers still follow the master in this swordsmanship? If the master had not left the sect back then, would she and the master still study sword skills together and look at the clouds and clouds in Taiyuan Pavilion together? If this is the case, would she still be happy like before?

Thinking of Li Feiyun's teachings to him over the years, Ouyang Qian couldn't help but feel a little sad. In her heart, the master who likes to laugh and smiles warmly is the kindest and flawless person. When she thinks of this, the words "God is jealous of Yingcai and the young man" suddenly came to her mind, and Ouyang Qian sighed heavily.

Suddenly, a loud voice from the monks of Bajian Pavilion interrupted Ouyang Qian's memory, "Abbot Wuyin of Lanke Temple, Master Cangyun, Master Tianmen, Master Liuli... Master?" The voice paused at the end, as if hesitated.

Ouyang Qian is the captain of the team. She is mainly responsible for receiving cultivators from the eight major upper sects and first-class sects, second-rate sects, third-rate sects and casual cultivators. This is the responsibility of other people in her team. Hearing the voices made by the monks of the Bajian Pavilion, the visitor was Lanke Temple, one of the eight major upper sects, and Ouyang Qian immediately met.

On the other side of the gate, behind the three old monks of Lanke Temple, a young monk with a beautiful face and aged about fifteen or sixteen.

Ouyang Qian walked over, clasped her fists at the four people and said, "I have seen several masters."

The Wuyin host of Lanke Temple, Master Cangyun, Master Tianmen, and Ouyang Qian had seen it; but Ouyang Qian had never heard of the little monk named "Liuli" behind the three. She looked at Liuli curiously and asked with a smile: "I don't know, who is this?"

Master Cangyun said, "This is my uncle Liuli."

Ouyang Qian looked at Liuli's green face and said in shock: "Liuli...Li, uncle?!"

Abbot Wuyin smiled and said, "I guess my seniority is still a little lower, so it's not too much to call Master Liuli."

The little monk Liuli blushed, looked at Wuyin's host and said nothing.

Master Tianmen also said blindly: "Master Liuli practices silent meditation and cannot speak. Girl, don't misunderstand."

"No, I dare not!" Ouyang Qian came back from the shock and said, "We have prepared a wing room for the masters. Several masters will follow me. I will take a few to the residence."

Abbot Wuyin looked at Ouyang Qian with shock and incredible expressions, and finally couldn't help but say, "I, the ancestor of Liuli, are twenty years old, so don't look at him with the look of looking at monsters."

Ouyang Qian questioned: "Two...ten...? No way!"

Abbot Wuyin asked with a smile: "Have you heard of Zen Master Qingdeng?"

Ouyang Qian looked at the Abbot Wuyin with a smile on his face and said inexplicably: "I heard a little, but what does it matter?"

Abbot Wuyin explained: "My ancestor Liuli is the disciple of Zen Master Qingdeng."

After hearing this, Ouyang Qian was stunned and left the spot, "Zen Master Qingdeng, is he still alive?"

When Lanke Temple was founded, there was no Han Kingdom in the world, and there were no other seven sects. The Nine Heaven Sword Sect was only three thousand years old. Compared with the age of Lanke Temple, the Nine Heaven Sword Sect can be said to be very young.

Lanke Temple has a long history. When humans on this continent just became wise, Lanke Temple existed; a book called "The Legend of Yunxiao" is circulating in the immortal cultivation world of Han Dynasty. According to research, this book has existed for at least tens of thousands of years, and this book records Lanke Temple, which means that the history of Lanke Temple's existence is longer than "The Legend of Yunxiao"; in other words, Zen Master Qingdeng, the founder of Lanke Temple, lived at least tens of thousands of years.

Master Cangyun smiled and joked: "Not only are you alive, but you have also taken us as your ancestors."

Master Tianmen continued: "The three of us came to watch the ceremony and the sword ceremony at the same time to bring Master Liuli to the top and increase our knowledge."

After hearing this, Liuli's flushed face turned even more red.

The shocked Ouyang Qian took four people to the prepared wing room.

After sending the four people into the room, when they exited, they happened to meet Qi Yingyun and Lu Qi.

Behind the two Liuyun Pavilion, there was a blue-haired girl. The girl Ouyang Qian felt like she had seen it. Ouyang Qian clasped her fists to Qi Yingyun and Lu Qi and said, "I have seen two uncles." Ouyang Qian asked Qu Lanling again, "I seem to have seen this girl, right?"

Qu Lanling bowed and said, "I was fortunate to see the fairy once when Kunlun Wanren, who was exiled to the Immortal City."

Lu Qi shouted, "This girl wants to find her junior brother, and the swordsmanship is about to begin. We are going to the sword tower to shout out the junior brother."

When Ouyang Qian heard the words "Looking for a junior brother", she smiled slightly and instantly remembered that Li Changan was saving the beauty in the exiled Immortal City.

Qi Yingyun interrupted: "I think this girl is good. Why don't you call Liu Bai and let's take her to the sword tower together."

"What are you calling Master Liu Pavilion?" Qu Lanling asked in confusion.

Qu Lanling didn't understand what Qi Yingyun meant, but Ouyang Qian was a discerning person. The meaning of Qi Yingyun's words was to take Qu Lanling to meet his elders. Ouyang Qian smiled and nodded and said, "Yes, I'll call Senior Brother Liu Bai now. Then we can go to the sword tower to meet."

Lu Qi asked, "Do you want to call the master to go there?"

Qi Yingyun thought for a while and said, "I'll go to the sword tower first, and the master will talk about it later."

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Mu Ziyin of Zhujian Pavilion is famous for being cold on the outside and hot on the inside. He is the junior brother of Wu Zong, the leader of Zhujian Pavilion, and the junior uncle of the entire Zhujian Pavilion.

Today, the sun was shining brightly, and Mu Ziyin, wearing a purple robe, was slightly unhappy. He shrugged the white crystal sword box cast with the cold moon ice spirit on his back. Like Song Haoran, he was also a strong man pulled by Zhang San, and unlike Song Haoran's nature, Mu Ziyin didn't like to say much, and asked him to go to the reception to find the wrong person.

Leading the three people from Yunluo Dao Sect, Mu Ziyin was silent all the way.

Song Zhiming took Chen Pingping and Zhao Ke and followed Mu Ziyin around and around. Finally, he saw Mu Ziyin stop. Just as Song Zhiming was about to ask something, he saw Mu Ziyin push open the door of the house, "This is the residence of the three fellow Taoists."

When Chen Pingping heard this, he walked into the yard with the first to take a look. As the son of Chen Beixuan, the commander of the North of the Seitou area, Chen Pingping has been frugal in his life and has been used to good life. As soon as he thinks of squeezing in the same yard with others, he feels uncomfortable all over. After entering the yard, he took a random look and asked Mu Ziyin with dissatisfaction: "We are cultivators from the Eight Great Sects. This time we come to watch the ceremony, which is also to give you the face of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, but you let me live in this small yard with the three of you?"

When he heard that the yard was small, Mu Ziyin thought he had brought the wrong place. He walked forward two steps into the yard, then looked around and found that the houses and yards in the yard were large enough for these three people to live in. Mu Ziyin, who was not very good at speaking, could only repeat the previous words, "This is the residence of the three fellow Taoists."

When Chen Pingping heard this, he thought Mu Ziyin was provoking him. He asked angrily: "What do you mean!"

Mu Ziyin was stunned and said, "That's what it means."

Chen Pingping was anxious, "You are looking for death!"

A green light appeared. Just before Chen Pingping's magic was about to be used, the sword inside the white crystal sword box behind Mu Ziyin was already on Chen Pingping's neck.

Now Mu Ziyin is a monk named Zhang Er who is confused. He doesn't know where he offended Chen Pingping, "Are you trying to attack me?"

Chen Pingping said tactfully: "What's the matter!"

Mu Ziyin didn't know what to do about this problem, right! Even if this fat man wanted to attack him, he couldn't kill this fat man. After all, it was a grand event once a century in the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, and he didn't want to cause any trouble.

Mu Ziyin thought about it and decided to give him a verbal warning, "Fatty! This is the Jiutian Sword Sect, you'd better pay attention to your words and deeds!"

"You call me fat?" Chen Pingping asked in disbelief! "Do you dare call me fat?"

Mu Ziyin said speechlessly: "Did I say something wrong? You are obviously a fat man."

What Chen Pingping hated most in his life was that others said he was fat, and he said furiously: "I want to kill you! Kill you!"

Song Zhiming was speechless. He had a bad temper, but this was the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, so he could only bear it and look at the spoiled Chen Pingping. Before the matter was too big, he sprinkled a talisman to calm Chen Ping down.

Song Zhiming said to Mu Ziyin with a blank expression: "Please trouble fellow Taoist, please come back."

Seeing that Song Zhiming had spoken, Mu Ziyin left the yard without delaying much. After Mu Ziyin walked away, Song Zhiming untied the amulet on Chen Pingping's body.

Chen Pingping asked angrily: "Elder Song! Why do you want to hold me back?"

Song Zhiming said coldly: "Mu Ziyin was the junior brother of the Master Zhujian Pavilion. If he insisted on killing you, I can't stop him! This is not your family, nor Yunluo Dao Sect. If you don't want to die, you'd better give me some peace!"

Chen Pingping roared: "My father is Chen Beixuan! How dare he touch me!"

Song Zhiming continued to say coldly: "The people in the Nine Heavens Sword Sect are all crazy people! If they say they kill people, they will really kill people! Moreover, there is really nothing in this world that the cultivators of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect dare not do! Liu Bai dares to go to Nanhuan Sect to cut the tongue of the Caidie Fairy! Qi Yingyun dares to provoke Wang Laohu! Do you think you really don't dare to kill you?"
Chapter completed!