"Shadow Heart."

Yan Chunyang closed his eyes and his heart beat violently.

Sitting for these forty-two days, he was almost going crazy. When he heard Ying Xin's voice, he almost lost his composure.

"Master Hou, stabilize your mind."

Ying Xin was more cautious than him: "If you endure it a little longer, Lord Molong will come with your Majesty's order, and you will be able to reach Hengshan in a few days."

"Lord Molong, Master, respect him...

Yan Chunyang's nose is slightly hot.

Mo Long is the commander of the Long Shadow Guard, but he is not the masters who died under his master's sword, nor the two great masters. They were formed by the spiritual phase of his master.

Carrying the intention of the Demon-Suppressing Sword, to a certain extent, it was like his master was here in person!

"Master Marquis, don't panic. Your Majesty regards you as his son. Even if Long Yingchan is a great master, he will never dare to hurt you easily."

The young disciple glanced at him without any surprise: "Senior Brother Wang, how do you know he is a liar?

Ying Xin knew what I was thinking, but she could only console me: "It will be too late to take revenge after the Yin and Yang of Molong Cave are cleared."

"His Majesty has never forgotten the assassination of the late Emperor. If he did not take action for a while, it may not be that he will not take action."

But Yan Chunyang suddenly called me: "Speaking of which, did he use the health stove to spy on anyone later?

My forehead is narrow and broad, with a slight bulge, and the wrinkles on my face are deep. My smile looks weird. What’s even weirder is that on a sunny day, I actually held a small white umbrella to completely cover myself.

But I have also done some research. It is not difficult to sit cross-legged and try a strange health-preserving stove. After all, the stove is acknowledging its master. Every time I push it, it seems to be asking for it.

With the emphasis on his feet, the boat also docked. The boatman looked around and saw that the old man was hunched over and carrying a bamboo hat on his back. He looked like a little king stepping ashore.

But secretly, there is no trial opportunity for the ruins sect among the mysterious weapons each holds.

A fisherman was closing his net when he suddenly heard a question and looked up.

"Your Majesty is not the late emperor.

Bi Xinlun's eyes lit up: "If Long Xixiang is here and the Evil God Cult takes action...

"How can we avenge the detention?"

"A bad use, really a bad use."

"Is that considered hexagram gold?

"Martial arts is related to morality."

In the large temple, Yan Chunyang sat cross-legged, and wisps of light intertwined behind me to form a scene. One of them looked like Pei Xingkong, who was sitting quietly and adjusting his breath.

"Who are these people?

The old man smiled, looked at Long Yingchan's retreating back, and murmured in his heart

"ah?"

"He means?"

The old man held an umbrella and his voice was thick and weak.

"Where is Master? Are you still looking for the Sifang Temple?"

"It's not necessarily a bad thing if I really want to win the title. With my talent, if I really want to withdraw from these ruin sects, these sects may not abide by the rules..."

Long Yingchan hesitated and had no choice but to let the ship dock. The disciples of Yiqi Villa were overjoyed and jumped to the riverside from the ten-foot-low deck with their luggage, attracting the attention of people in the distance.

"Senior Brother Pei, please be considerate to my fellow juniors. It takes seventy days to get on the ship. It's really tight. One day and one day of docking are enough!

"Um?"

"Senior Brother Pei, we have arrived at Dingtianfu City. How many days should we stop here?

"Elder, don't blame me, your junior brother doesn't mean what he says."

Yan Chunyang also had a headache when he heard me sigh. But I wanted to hear that old guy teach me a lesson, so he decisively stopped and changed the subject.

The old man smiled slightly and two flags suddenly fluttered down from under the small white umbrella he held. When the wind blew, they were raised low.

"The various wonderful functions of the health-preserving furnace cannot be used freely until you have broken through the barrier of Tiangang.

"That's right!"

Huhu

"Shipman, he went down to the shore and walked 740 steps eastward along the stone. Before that, he dug a foot or eight feet into the ground..."

There was no one on the shore, and everyone started talking after hearing this. The boatman was startled and immediately regretted

Yan Chunyang felt a little uneasy. Over the past thousands of years, he had seen too many things that people in the world had done illegally. Longhu Temple even participated in the assassination of the late emperor, which showed how bold he was.

"The health-preserving furnace is an important weapon of the sect, how can it be reactivated?

"Longhu Temple definitely dares to blatantly resist the edict, but the incident is very small and everyone in the world knows it. If we let him go, I'm afraid it will be a success...

"It's just maybe. These ten thousand Zhuliu haven't built the palace, so what virtue and ability can I have?"

The imperial court is a generation older, and apart from Bi Xinlun, there are also a few outstanding figures. Previously, the only ones who could compete with Xing Lie for the leadership were Shi Qingyi from Qinglong Pavilion and Long Yingchan from Yiqi Villa.

Long Xixiang frowned slightly.

Long Xixiang nodded. If it were me, I would also abide by the rules.

Long Xixiang knew that his junior brother had some grudges with Master Yuan Qing. He didn't talk about that anymore and turned to Zhudao Yanwu.

"Kill, of course I have to kill."

Pei Xingkong thought for a moment and was not surprised: "Master, is he interested in this old turtle?

What Mr. Hou means is that I will invite Long Xixiang to the mountain for a gathering. At that time, you can sneak in secretly and kidnap Bi Xin to avoid a confrontation between the two parties and Longhu Temple secretly attack you.

Bi Xinlun closed his eyes and sat quietly. I did not challenge the master's sword intention in my heart. Instead, I restrained my breath and waited.

Long Xixiang sighed, after a while, I was really too lazy to explain to those reckless people in the sect, so it made me feel relieved.

Does Yan Chunyang understand this?

Bi Xinlun was not too interested in this and asked a few questions casually. Ying Xin had already quietly escaped while the dark clouds covered the sun.

Long Xixiang is ready to leave.

"oh?"

This young man with a sallow face sat cross-legged below the deck. He had a long body, except for a long sword, which he held behind his chest, as if he was breathing.

Yan Chunyang's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "I am Wan Zhuliu's biological son, so I have to die."

As I said that, I took out a broken piece of silver and flicked it with my finger. The old man, with his quick eyes and slow hands, grabbed the broken piece of silver and weighed it:

"Speaking of which, these companies should also be late?

"You always think too little."

"Let him try it on his own."

"By then, Longhu Temple may not be in the mood to attack Molong. Have you forgotten the Fayin boy and the Blood King Kong?

The middle-aged swordsman coughed heavily and taught the younger brothers and sisters:

In the small canal, there are some people who make a living by fishing. It is strange to see this. There are only some older people, and there is no yearning in their eyes.

"That's right. If a master is hiding in Longhu Temple and ambush him, and he takes the opportunity to attack, he may not be able to stop it.

Ying Xin snorted coldly: "If Longhu Temple does not comply with His Majesty's will, then Taizu's will to divide the world will have no weight!

"That old guy..."

"In this case, there are some adjustments to winning the first place. Youzuo, this is just an opportunity to test the true inheritance.

"East China Sea? This turtle?"

There are very few ships and merchants in Dingtianfu City. At this moment, many people were attracted to their attention, including the disciples of Yiqi Villa who jumped up from the boat.

"Huh~"

Buzz~

Glancing at the courtyard opposite, Long Xixiang felt no regrets: "Unfortunately, Mr. Li is too young. If it had been postponed ten years, this would have been worse.

Shadow raised his voice subconsciously: "I heard from Mr. Hou that Mr. Wu Jianzhu was in seclusion for four years before he figured out that this turtle contains a little secret to reach heaven..."

"Perhaps he is Wan Zhuliu's illegitimate son?"

Bi Xinlun is taking it seriously and is treating us poorly. This obviously has the possibility of becoming a Taoist disciple, which would be harmful to Xiaoya.

"Old man, let me help you do the math..."

Under the small canal, one after another high-rise ships came from the south, and a small ship with a height of eight floors hurriedly docked on the shore.

Ying didn't mean what he meant, but he was not afraid, so he turned around and said:

“Be careful what you say and do.”

"What he said was wrong.
To be continued...