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Chen Xuzi walked outwards along the road that Lu Zhengkang walked. Along the way, he could smell a very clean and clear alcohol with a sense of gold and iron minerals. He felt that the epidermis was extremely tight, which clearly meant to be drunk. But why did he feel this kind of terror? He faintly heard the wine mist surging in his ears, and the rubbing of the wine and dewdrops gave out a terrifying and extremely distant battle cry, as if it was a sharp howl from a distant valley during a half dream.

This wine mist is the mana of this Kunlun Palace disciple. It is not among the five elements. It is very special. I heard that the Liuzheng of the 24th generation of Kunlun Palace is a rare wine repairer in the world. It has the supernatural power to reverse the universe and obscure the truth. It seems This person also got the true story.

Chen Xuzi walked silently to the side two steps, avoiding Lu Zhengkang's path.

The rest of the sword fairies also naturally marched towards the Baiyutai outside the Chilou. Although sword fighting is an ordinary thing in weekdays, it is necessary to observe every game. It is such a friendly exchange, but in fact it is nothing to see. It depends on the kind of fighting sword that divides birth and death.Some people can't see the blood and can't wield a sophisticated sword. With the threat of death, both sides of the sword will go all out.

Lu Zhengkang's body gradually disappeared into the thick wine mist.

The sword immortals had to use their divine minds to perceive his location, but they heard a furious howl.

Countless small roars are stretched, stretched and distorted from high to low, muddy, countless small roars, like the sound of cicadas in the endless summer night.

Lu Zhengkang took out the Caiyunjian, and drove a golden-red rainbow, flew several miles deep into the airspace, turning around and waiting for the son to see him.

"Qinglian Jianzong weighs the Xuzi, with the sword Xuedi, it is polite."

Lu Zhengkang also showed the red beetle. The two were separated by three miles, and each other's field of vision was just like a small dust. Therefore, each other was locked in position with Qi.

Chen Xuzi felt Lu Zhengkang's body red and dust, and was disturbed by a strong illusion.He lost his mind unconsciously, his eyes were out of focus, but he thought he was staring at each other.

Lu Zhengkang swung out the scarlet scorpion, the bright red sword crossed the sky, boundless spiritual energy gathered in the sword energy, and the sword energy expanded endlessly as the sword power expanded.

Chen Xuzi shook violently, cold sweat came out of his back. At this time, the red light of the sword was no more than three feet away from him. If he hesitated to wake up, he would be accounted on the spot.

This is the result of Lu Zhengkang's retention of his hand. Otherwise, with the method of sword gas to transform the rainbow, not to mention that Chen Xuzi is distracted, even if he is fully absorbed, it will be difficult to resist.

At the end of the battle, Chen Xuzi held the frosty snow flute sword in his hand and swung forward. The majestic mana of the Jin Dan period is a qualitative leap. With this sword, Xue Chao's glimpse of the cold Gengjin sword is more powerful than the red dragon. The sword energy that has been accumulated for a long time is stronger.Two powerful swords struck each other, and among the crisp clangs, there were red dragons hissing, a leisurely bamboo rhyme, and the wind and clouds sparked each other. The sky burst with brilliant electric light, like a large scoop of thunder, flashing in all directions. .

The red light shining brilliantly, the strong wine mist was emitted, and the endless roar in the ears of Qian Xuzi was strengthened. He turned his mana sharply to calm his mind. Only in this absent gap, a tingling coolness came from his waist and abdomen. Chen Xuzi hurriedly burst out his true energy, and his mana pulsed out from the body surface energy and turned into a body protector. In the next instant, the sword energy cut the Qi and made a very harsh cry.

The Jindan real man has strong mana and is resistant to the red dragon and the sword light like silk, but with a breath, it pierces the vigorous qi, and Chen Xuzi smashes the snow flute sword down again, but only scratches the afterimage of the red dragon and dragon.

Chen Xuzi screamed badly, but a red fire ignited in his neck, and the brilliant red sword was placed on his shoulder blades, and his head could be cut off with a single move.

The Qinglian Jianzong deacon disciple was stiff and frightened. He reluctantly turned his head and looked at the Chilou. On the Baiyu Stage, Sheng Yan shook his head helplessly.

The red dragon trembling slightly, suddenly turned into an iridescent and flew back to Lu Zhengkang's hands.

When the two of them reached the point, they returned to Chilou together, and Lu Zhengkang's consciousness had basically been withdrawn into the outer body.

He was dressed in a red Taoist robe and fluttered, and the scarlet cat hid in his sleeve quietly and leisurely. When he returned to the Chilou, he was quite noticed.Since then, in Kunlun Fa conference, there are many sword immortal seniors and even primordial spirits. These masters do not usually walk around. Most of them sit in the cloud tower, and some come to the red tower. They just silently observe the sword at the sword monument. Our sword fighting is just a little bit of attention.

This time, Lu Zhengkang's swordsmanship is quite amazing, and it can be said that it is unique in the entire practice world.

Chen Xuzi pleaded guilty to Sheng Yan.

"You can't beat others, there is nothing you can do. You are already very good, but they are better. Don't be discouraged." Sheng Yan apologeticly stroked Qianxuzi's head and messed up his meticulous bun.

Chen Xuzi nodded embarrassedly, and drew back to the middle of the brothers.

An old white-haired sword fairy walked up to Lu Zhengkang, "This fellow Taoist."

Lu Zhengkang stared at him blankly, and did not answer, even tightly holding the wine jar in his arms, like a child walking around the market with a baggage.

Qing Ningzi said in a low voice, "You are greeted by seniors."

"Senior." Lu Zhengkang whispered.

The white-haired sword immortal squinted, "The Daoist is distraught and has no thoughts. Is this your sword? It is really eye-opening. With wine as the medium, it turns the world into a world. It's hard to get into hustle and easy, aren't you afraid of the true spirit sinking?"

Qing Ningzi pursed his mouth, consulted and looked at the real person Sheng Yan, and the equinox mountain master also frowned slightly, looking at the disciple, the meaning in his eyes, probably not optimistic.

All of a sudden, the idlers and others in the Chilou gathered around, all of them like old pedantic doctors, commenting on Lu Zhengkang.

Qing Ningzi couldn't bear Lu Zhengkang's rhetoric, and went forward to pull Lu Zhengkang behind her and looked around. She acted like this, and others had no choice but to silence.

After complaining to the master, Qing Ningzi led Lu Zhengkang, and then left from the Chilou, the little demon flying squirrel jumped onto the lid of the wine jar and curled up in the broken mud seal.

Lu Zhengkang's eyes suddenly cleared, and he was meeting Qing Ningzi's worried eyes, he just blinked and smiled slightly.

The East China Sea Islands are now empty.

Chapter 835: Incomprehensible Style

Lu Zhengkang and Qing Ningzi hurriedly left, leaving behind the gossip of outsiders.

Qing Ningzi stopped in Yuntou only when the world was quiet after being far away from the same kind.

"Alu, what's the matter with you?"

Lu Zhengkang apologized, "I make you worry, mine is not right. I am really busy recently."

The two of them, between each other, did not pour out all the past, and each other had many secrets.Keeping each other's privacy with complete restraint, it should be said that they respect each other as guests, so that both Lu Zhengkang and Qing Ningzi feel comfortable.

Qing Ningzi looked at him calmly, without any urgency or ridicule. His eyes were bright and clear, "Are you doing bad things again?"

She was able to guess Lu Zhengkang's actions very directly, perhaps because of intuition.

"Where is the bad thing, and what is the good thing?" Lu Zhengkang sat down, put the wine jar aside, supported his legs, and took a relaxed posture.

"Lu, you are always like this. You are neither a layman nor a Taoist. Lu, good Alu, you are the demon lord, but I also know that you are an upright person. Don't bring disaster to the Li people." Qing Ning Zi sat down on his side, leaning against his arm.

"I came from the sea, and the world has been windy since then. This wind will change the appearance of the world. Qing Ning'er, many things must be done. What you see is a mediocre world, speak out from the wish I see people who are not civilized, I see people who are oppressed by violence, I see people who are imprisoned by thought, I see people who are tortured, I see good materials and beautiful jade, I see To stupid and paranoid people. Qing Ning'er, I know how humble and magical life is. I want to bring freedom to every thinking existence, but freedom comes at a price."

"..." Qing Ningzi was silent for a while, then she suddenly smiled, "You are really incomprehensible."

Lu Zhengkang held her in his arms, "Why do you say that?"

Untie her bun and let her long hair drape, Lu Zhengkang leaned into her hair to sniff.

In the thick black hair, there are strips of black color blocks in front of you, and there is a gentle citrus fragrance. A woman's hair is like a quiet room, with fragrance in the corners. I can't see the outline of specific things, and blur the position of time and space. They exist in a certain place, and cause and effect are reversed.The tip of Lu Zhengkang's nose touched the back of her neck, and through the dark clouds he touched the smooth plain covered with frost and snow, with the temperature of human compassion.

Inhaling to take away the temperature, exhaling is hot again, with moist and subtle mist, Qing Ningzi is trembling, every joint and gap in the back seems to have feathers, fanning the comfortable wind, and the emptiness under the skin In the world, every corner is filled.

"Alu, you look at the world from a logical point of view. Forgive me for my little anger. I just don’t want to see those weak creatures suffering. The sect’s teachings are natural and orderly. The yin and yang are in order. The monks of my generation are in danger when the world is in danger. Going down the mountain to save the world, you should practice hard in the mountains during the Taiping years. Alu, I will always believe in you. You always have your own consideration when you do things."

"Then why say I don't understand the customs."

"I'm just being hard on you, Alu, look at the wind today. It's calm."

Lu Zhengkang poked his head out. It was indeed a quiet winter day. The north wind had stopped. There was a thick snow on the ground, just like the floating clouds in the sky. For a time, it was impossible to tell where it was, and the earth seemed to be floating. Half-empty.

If even the earth is floating, the sky is also floating, clouds and rocky soil are floating, people are also floating, everything melts away.

This kind of inspiration made Lu Zhengkang and Qing Ningzi feel that they had lost the restraint of gravity.

In history, there must be such a calm winter, and there must be such a calm winter in the future.There are countless people and countless things will encounter this winter.Lu Zhengkang and Qing Ningzi must have seen such a winter before, and they will certainly see such a winter in the future.But in this way, when looking at Yunjuanyunshu together and feeling the subtle air currents between heaven and earth, it has never happened before, and it may never happen again.