Zhang Bingling exhaled, "Let's go down the mountain. If we accidentally let the guest have a conflict with the Guanyin Sect, we will feel guilty. Chunlin, you don't have to show up. Dad and mom will welcome the guest for the last time. You will be in charge in the future. "
Zhang Chunlin held the ancient sword tightly with one hand and said with a determined look, "I will go down the mountain with you!"
When Zhang Bingling was in a dilemma, she caught a glimpse of the movement on the lake from the corner of her eyes. She was surprised and then widened her eyes in shock.
The white-clothed Qi cultivators were skimming on the lake. The wind and snow naturally drifted a few feet away from them. The leading immortal was less than three hundred feet away from the Youyan Mountain Villa. Before a young female Qi cultivator jumped over the small boat, she looked down at the indifferent man. He was sitting cross-legged, wearing a thick straw raincoat and a bamboo hat. There were two strands of white hair that were beyond his age gently hanging down from his temples. She saw the face of the fisherman at first glance. He was very young. Looking at him from the perspective of the secular world, his appearance was exceptionally outstanding. So after she jumped over the small boat without shoes and socks, she still looked back. She wondered if this guy was scared out of his wits or was intoxicated by fishing on the lake and really did not see anything.
Hsu Fengnian, who was sitting alone on the cold river, had been holding his breath and concentrating. He turned a blind eye to these white-clothed Qi cultivators who were floating on the lake. Even if he was "stepped" by them, he did not have the slightest movement. He even deliberately hid the otherworldly item that was about to stir up his appetite. On one hand, Hsu Fengnian was only staying in the Youyan Mountain Villa halfway. He did not want to be nosy. If these immortals and fairies in the eyes of the secular world were the distinguished guests that the villa needed to welcome, Hsu Fengnian did not think that it was the right way to be a guest to let the greedy Xu Ying kill. On the other hand, Hsu Fengnian was only hostile to the Imperial Astronomer in the capital. The Qi cultivators in the south had no enmity with him. It was fate that brought them together and they could enjoy the scenery together.
However, when Xu Fengnian sensed a hint of murderous intent that did not belong to his identity from the group of white-robed deities, he stopped hiding his strength. He took off his bamboo hat, and a small boat flew backwards like an arrow, drawing a beautiful ripple on the surface of the lake.
In the blink of an eye, the small boat came to an abrupt stop twenty feet out of the lake, just in time to block the landing point of the leading Qi Disciple Grand Master.
The white-robed old woman with a withered face frowned slightly. She suddenly stopped and fell on the lake with the snow beside her. The dozen or so relatively young immortals behind her stopped one after another.
This group of Qi Refinement Warriors stepped on the surface of the lake, motionless like white butterflies on the surface of a mirror.
It was unknown who was the first to see this mysterious scene in the lakeside courtyard of the Youyan Mountain Villa. After a few exclamations of surprise, it did not take long for people to walk out of the courtyard door one after another. They stopped to look from afar, and soon there were people moving. There were not only the servants of the mansion, but also the distant friends of the Villa Master.
Hsu Fengnian calmly said, "You are the guests of Youyan Mountain. I welcome you with open arms. If you are looking for trouble, then we can sit down and have a good chat. That's right, since you can stand on the lake and pretend to be immortals, your cultivation must not be bad. You won't feel cold sitting on your buttocks, right? "
The old woman with a withered aura frowned even more. Most of the Qi Refinement Warriors beside her also had a displeased expression. Only the barefoot white-robed woman at the end let out a light laugh.
A thirty-year-old white-robed immortal quietly turned her head and helplessly glared at her. The latter quickly put on a straight face. Unfortunately, her pair of limpid eyes that did not diminish in the slightest revealed the secret.
The sixteen people all carried one or several rune swords of different lengths on their backs. Some were peach wood swords that were passed down from the hands of the immortals recorded in the ancient books, and some were ancient bronze swords that were thousands of years old. Even the "new" swords were calculated in sixty years.
It was said that the Qi Refinement Warrior's cultivation method was unique. They specialized in gathering heavenly lightning hundreds of feet above the heavenly paradise. Using a secret technique, they created a lightning bead. Once thrown, the power was enormous. It was really like lightning striking the ground. Or the earliest ray of the morning sun that shone on the Eastern Sea and was absorbed into the rune mirror. Under the light of the mirror, all evil and filthy things would be reduced to ashes. There was also a mysterious saying of collecting ownerless souls to go to Fengdu and using the Yang body to enter the netherworld to accumulate good karma. In short, the mysterious methods of the Qi Refinement Warriors were endless. Normal people would only feel that it was unimaginable. They would also sincerely respect them as if they were immortals who carried out justice on behalf of the heavens. In reality, the Qi Refinement Warriors originated from the ancient alchemists. They were somewhat similar to the Daoist Daoist Master who refined pills. It was just that the Qi Refinement Warrior's path was narrower and further.
A young male Qi Refinement Warrior coldly said, "Get out of the way!"
Hsu Fengnian was a scoundrel who was unmoved by force or persuasion. He smiled and said, "Ask me first."
Then he lightly patted the Beiliang Saber on his waist, "Ask my saber again."
Although the old lady was one of the few top Qi Refinement Masters in the world, she was not blindly overbearing. She said indifferently, "Going to Youyan Mountain Villa is just to collect the sword according to the agreement. Young people, it is a good thing that you are willing to draw your saber to help those who are in trouble. But you must also be reasonable. "
Hsu Fengnian stood up and patted the snow on his shoulders, "I know a senior who once got a good sword from Youyan Mountain Villa. You can take the sword, just take it. But if you want to bully others with your power, I still say the same thing. Ask me, ask my saber."
The male Qi Refinement Warrior who spoke coldly previously did not conceal his anger.
When an ordinary man was angry, blood would splatter for five steps and heads would fall to the ground. When the Emperor was angry, millions of corpses would fall and blood would flow for thousands of miles.
In the eyes of the ordinary people, how could the anger of an immortal be lighter than the anger of the Emperor?
Everyone knew that immortals were good. They knew that immortals were high and mighty and were not inferior to emperors, generals and ministers.
This Qi Refinement Warrior did not hide his true feelings. His anger flared up and the fierce wind and snow around him fluttered non-stop.
He was so angry that he laughed and said in a loud and clear voice, "How dare you! Do you want to sit on the ground and discuss Dao with me? Fine, then I will let you sit! "
The white-clothed immortal really sat down.
It was like a mountain suddenly filling up the river and sea.
Except for the old lady who was the leader, the rest of the Qi Refinement Warriors stood a few feet above the lake.
The lake was shaking and the momentum was terrifying.
But what made this person extremely embarrassed was that the lake near him was shaking violently, but the small boat was as if it was out of the lake and on the shore, unmoving!
Hsu Fengnian did not use harsh words to mock the Qi Refinement Warrior who made a fool of himself. He only narrowed his eyes and looked up at the goose feather heavy snow. He said to himself, "An old senior who ate swords once said something that made me yearn for very much. There are three million sword immortals in the sky, but they all have to bow down to me. It really suits the occasion. "
Hsu Fengnian retracted his gaze. After taking off his straw raincoat, he said with a smile that deserved to be taught a lesson, "Come, come, come. You have to ask me first before you are qualified to ask about the Beiliang Saber on my waist."
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