Shen Yuanjing drove away the Red-haired Ancestor, lowered the sword light, and Master Yuqing and others came forward to pay their respects, calling him Senior.

One person came out from behind the crowd, kowtowed, and said excitedly: "Master, disciple Zhou Chun, please pay tribute to you." The people around him were a little surprised. After a few days of getting along, they all knew that this person was a disciple of Zhui Yunsou Bai Guyi. When would he worship Shen Yuanjing?

Shen Yuanjing asked him to get up and glanced at the person who came. Except for the few juniors whom I had met in Qingluoyu Doujian last time, as well as Qi Jinchan and Shi Lin from the Emei Sect, the other 10 or 20 people were all raw.

At this moment, Qi Jinchan was squatting anxiously beside the tree stump, holding the hand of a woman in white with both hands, her face full of worry, and there were two tears under her eyelids. But seeing the woman's face turned black, her teeth were clenched, and she twitched from time to time, the situation was very bad.

Qixingshou Shi Lin comforted softly: "Junior Brother Jinchan, don't worry. Master Yuqing has already fired a flying sword. The masters and uncles in the sect must have been on the way to arrive. As soon as they arrive, Junior Sister Zhu Wen will be fine."

Qi Jinchan stared at the woman without turning his eyes and murmured: "But I felt very uncomfortable when I saw that Sister Zhu Wen was hurt by evil demons."

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect that you were a love species at such a young age." Shen Yuanjing smiled and said, "Your master is hiding beside you at this moment. If you refuse to come out, I'll take some effort."

He bent his finger and a "evil-removing pill" fell into the mouth of the woman called Zhu Wen.

Qi Jinchan was not able to react in time. Zhu Wen snorted, swallowed the pill, and melted when it entered her abdomen. The black face disappeared with the naked eye.

Shen Yuanjing turned around again, took out three pills, handed them to Master Yuqing, and waited for her to rescue and wake up the person, and then said, "You are too bold. There is a void demon in the magic knife of the red-haired old ghost messenger. But when he uses his magic power to pour his eyes into his eyes, he will take a look and the demon can find him with his magic power.

There are blood evil and insect poison in the knife. Even if it is contaminated by the powerful flying sword magic weapon, it will turn into stubborn iron, let alone you, who have not been cured by heavenly thunder."

While speaking, Zhu Wen had already woken up and her face completely returned to normal. She was indeed a beautiful little girl. Qi Jinchan smiled a few times, then came over to thank Shen Yuanjing in a slight manner.

Zhou Chun stood aside and said nervously: "The last time I went to Huangshan, I saw Qingyun. She said that she offended the ancestor and was very uneasy. She insisted that if I see the master, I will avenge her for her."

Shen Yuanjing waved his hand and said, "Of course I won't be as knowledgeable as a little girl, telling her not to think too much."

Zhou Chun was a little relieved and dared not say much, and sighed in his heart. The three of their sworn brothers were chased and killed, and they were able to escape with the help of Shen Yuanjing.

Later, he begged hard and became a registered disciple under the other party, learned several skillful martial arts, and because of a magic weapon given by the other party, he almost died and survived several times, so he achieved today's success.

Unfortunately, the three of them didn't know Mount Tai at that time, so they really thought that Shen Yuanjing was just an ordinary martial arts master. Seeing that he refused, they did not insist. Especially Zhou Chun himself, when he heard that he would have a fairy fate in the future, he had the idea of ​​not being able to become a disciple.

Then my daughter was accepted as an apprentice by Master Huangshan Guxia, and she was also worshipped by the famous Zhuiyunsou Bai Guyi. At that time, she felt that she had not insisted that year, but she did nothing wrong.

But later, Shen Yuanjing's daimyo became famous one day, and even his master suffered several losses. He transformed himself into Gao Zhen, the first-class senior of the Three Immortals in the East China Sea.

The last time I went to Mount Emei to pay my respects to my elder brother Li Ning, it happened to be the second brother Yang Da. After a try, his realm and magic power were better than his own. It was the authentic Xuanmen Taoist method that Zhou Chun was proud of. It seemed that he could not be more skillful than what the other party learned.

If he said regret in his heart, Bai Guyi was also one of the best masters in the world. He just regretted that he missed an excellent opportunity. He had been practicing Taoism for more than ten years, and now even his daughter has surpassed him.

This time, Zhou Chun and Huiming, the disciple of the presidency of the Ciyun Temple, had a conflict, and agreed to follow the rules of the practice world to fight the sword. It was only when the monk Zhitong thought about it and made things worse, Master Yuqing came forward and invited friends to gather here.

Yu Yingnan came here, and was also his niece Lee Young-qiong. He was afraid that he would suffer a loss, so he asked for help, but unexpectedly led to such a big incident.

Thinking of this, Zhou Chun took a few more steps forward and said softly: "Because of my affairs, I have troubled fellow Taoist Yu to come to help, and I am uneasy; I have attracted the red-haired ancestor, and the master is so tired that he is even more guilty."

Shen Yuanjing shook his head and said, "Today's fight seems to be entirely due to you, but in fact it involves a lot of things, not something you can understand now. Then I encouraged the British man to come out more and see the world and sharpen his sword skills. She has few opponents among her age, and sooner or later she will have to fight against the older generation of enemies. This time, she will be considered an increase in knowledge.

Besides, the red-haired old ghost has long had a grudge with me, so I don’t look for Yingnan today. Yang Da, Shang Fengzi, and Ming Niang may not be able to escape, how can I blame you on the head?"

Seeing that Zhou Chun was still a little nervous, he smiled and said, "Today we meet again. You apologize three times. The original intention was to feel guilty, but I also saw that I was domineering and sharp in my ways, for fear of venting the conflict with your master on you.

You are careful and thoughtful. It is a good thing to use when you are in the world and deal with people and things, but when you practice, you cannot do this. You should let go and be bolder.

For example, if you have been practicing Taoism for a few years, your magic power is just an introduction, and you can't even compare with a few backward advances. Not only because of your age and poor qualifications, but also because you have mixed thoughts and cannot be pure.

On this point, you should learn more from the white dwarf. He is not the kind of person who is open and honest in life. However, when practicing Taoism, his progress can be rapid, but he can simply abandon distracting thoughts and clear his mind."

After hearing this, Zhou Chun suddenly realized and hurriedly thanked him, and the few people around him were also thinking.

Master Yuqing smiled and said, "Senior Shen is like a paranormal at this moment, and he is quite patient. I don't know how much they can hear."

"A teacher, if you can preach, learn, and solve doubts, you will be considered qualified if you can do these three things." Shen Yuanjing disagreed and said: "Can they all be so old and still look like babies, and they need me to support them all the way to walk."

Master Yuqing sighed: "They are still young and always have to take more care of them to avoid going astray in the future and doing many wrong things. It will be difficult to get back to justice." Deng Bagu and Shang Fengzi were also worried.

At this time, Shi Lin suddenly came over and said, "We won this sword fight, right?"

Master Yuqing shook his head and said, "In this situation, both sides have broken their promises and invited senior experts to do so. What's the victory or defeat? Besides, there are many casualties and injuries on the other side. You are still aggressive and you will inevitably make enemies, so let's make a draw."

Shi Lin frowned and said, "But this sword fight is of great importance and is the beginning of my delegation's upholding justice. Before leaving, several masters asked me to deal with it."

Master Yuqing said lightly: "If you don't accept it, you can go and argue with the other side again. As for fellow Taoist Qi's instructions, I have completed them, and I will give you the instructions next to you. I will not be able to accompany you."

She was entrusted by Emei to preside over this sword fight. She was just helping, thinking that the other party would have a lot of help, but unexpectedly, Zhuge warned me, and a powerful disciple like Qi Lingyun, but no one of them came.

Now, except for Zhou Chun, he only sent Qi Jinchan, Zhu Wen and Shi Lin, who had not been in the art for a long time, clearly regarded this sword fighting as the experience of junior disciples, and did not take it seriously.

In contrast, her helper took the initiative to invite many friends such as Deng Bagu to help him, and Yu Yingnan, a proud disciple under Qingxuan's sect, came over, which seemed much more sincere.

The last one, Shen Yuanjing, had a fight with the Red-haired Ancestor, also blocked the disaster for the Emei Sect.

But the seniors of the Emei Sect who were watching the battle invisibly did not come out when Yu Yingnan and Deng Bagu were trapped; Zhu Wen and others did not come out when they were possessed by evil spirits. Now, their whereabouts cannot be hidden at all, and they are still pretending to be a bit petty.

She just inherited her younger generation because her junior sister Qi Xia'er was the daughter of Miaoyi Zhenren. However, when it comes to magical powers, no one in the Emei Sect dared to say that she would definitely win, and naturally she had the qualification to refuse.

She has been studying Buddhism all year round, and her mind is much broader than before. Although she is a little dissatisfied, she has not been too concerned about it. She is not very concerned about the ideas of the Emei School now, and she falls into the scene first and asks the other party to come out to answer.

Monk Zhitong flew to the front of Master Yuqing and said buzzingly: "Today's sword fighting, both sides agreed not to invite senior experts to come. Now, during the Red-haired Ancestor and Qing Xuanzi's confrontation, they have violated the rules, so let's take a draw."

Master Yuqing sneered. Before he could speak, Shi Lin overheard and took the lead and said, "Before the Red-haired Ancestor came over, you have lost five of the ten swords and you have already lost in the game. You have already lost a lot. You still dare not admit it?"

Monk Zhitong forcibly argued: "Who said we lost in that game? It was clearly the Red-haired Ancestor who came out and interrupted the battle. Otherwise, how could Tang Shi, the disciple of the Green-robed Ancestor, lose to a little girl?"

Shen Yuanjing turned his head and asked, "Yingnan, who is the one you are fighting with? Is the disciple of the old ghost in the green robe?" Seeing him nodded, he sneered, "Even if this old ghost doesn't come out to cause trouble, he will not escape the Emei Sect's plot. Now he is provoking it, he really doesn't know how to live or die."

But Shi Lin shouted: "You are a monster, and you are extremely shameless. I had expected you to say this long ago, and it was not that you could do anything to you. Let Tang Shi come out and compare."

Zhitong's words were suffocated. Tang Shi stepped forward in the previous period, but in just a moment, he was forced into danger by Yu Yingnan's flying sword. He was afraid that this person would be damaged and caused the Green-robed Ancestor to blame him. If the Red-haired Ancestor had happened to come over, he would have almost admit defeat.

But naturally he refused to admit defeat and said, "Just, do you say that you are fighting? Today we have suffered an undeniable disaster. You still claim to be the right way and actually want to take advantage of the situation."

Shi Lin said disdainfully: "Evil demons and heretics, everyone can kill them. The two seniors are fighting, and there are people watching them on both sides. Why are you the only ones who die? We are fine? You demons are not born to suffer this disaster."

"Didn't I see it? If it weren't for the Qing Xuanzi's side gang, wouldn't the people among you be poisoned by swords? How could they be alive?" Zhitong retorted loudly, and even more nonsense. Shi Lin also had a series of quarrels.

Master Yuqing couldn't speak and came back with a cold face. Shen Yuanjing shook his hand and a divine thunder exploded in the air. The two of them quickly stopped and looked at each other.

He said loudly, "A sword fight is considered a draw." He looked at Shi Lin again and said, "If you don't accept it, ask the Three Immortals of the East China Sea to come to me. I will wait for them here for one night. The sunrise tomorrow. If you don't respond, this monk will succeed in establishing a sect."

Although Zhitong couldn't figure it out, he was also very happy and did not say a word and returned to the temple. Shi Lin heard that the other party was impatient and had to give up; Zhou Chun dared not speak out.

...

Shen Yuanjing sat quietly on the stone all night, and waited until the next day, the sun broke free from the night, and no one came.

Monk Zhitong was so nervous that he was sweating all the time, and he kept paced in the hall. Now he turned into ecstasy and couldn't help laughing out loud.

His realm of Taoism is considered a humble person in today's era of many masters. This time, he was not willing to establish a sect, and he had long been prepared to fail. The Red-haired Ancestor was secretly informed Hong Changbao and attracted him.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yuanjing was indeed trapped, but he only had a match against the Red-haired Ancestor. He didn't ask for any trouble, and he didn't know what to do and protected him until dawn.

Lin Yuan and his men showed envious expressions on their faces, and said insincerely: "Congratulations to fellow Taoists for successfully establishing the sect. I heard that you have obtained a method of substitution. From now on, as long as you recruit more disciples, you can rest assured."

"Where is a lucky place, it's all luck." Zhitong smiled so hard that he couldn't stop and said, "If the situation is in chaos today, who can tell what the future will be like? It's impossible for the next moment, there will be a disaster and be happy."

"You know yourself." A clear voice came to the hall, and a purple light flashed. Zhitong suddenly felt a chill of soul and fell into boundless darkness.

The people in the hall were stunned and Lin Yuan shouted loudly: "True Qingxuan, please spare me." He knelt on the ground.

But I heard the thunder outside the hall, the strong wind suddenly blew, and the tiles rustled. The sun in the sky was suddenly blocked, and the entire Ciyun Temple seemed to fall into darkness, which made people's hearts pound and their hearts panicked.

Shen Yuanjing had just waited for Zhitong to finish laughing, then released the flying sword, turned into a purple light, and rushed towards Ciyun Temple. Sure enough, a dark cloud suddenly appeared in the air, and a ray of lightning drooped down, blocking the purple light.

But the purple light was divided into three, one rushed into the lightning, and rushed upwards, pierced into the dark clouds, and the last one flashed in the air, and a sword fell into the hall to behead Zhitong.

The dark clouds suddenly swelled, covering the sky, and countless thunders fell from the sky.

Shen Yuanjing laughed and said, "If you come in person, I will still be a little afraid. I am just using objects to transform into shapes and want to scare people?"

Thousands of sword lights burst out from the sword pills, extinguishing the thunders, and falling into the dark clouds one by one. With a loud "bang" sound, the purple light suddenly flourished, expelling all the dark clouds, retracting them into the middle, turning them into sword pills, and falling into his hands.

When I looked again, the morning light fell and the red clouds in the sky were brilliant.
Chapter completed!