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The old man half-closed his eyes, his face remained motionless, and he just tilted his head slightly to look sideways.

"Fellow Daoist Shangyang is late."

As soon as he finished speaking, a puff of white air exploded behind him, and two Taoist nuns in yellow robes, one tall and one short, slowly appeared inside.

The tall Taoist nun wore an amethyst crown on her head, her face was peaceful, and she held a delicate dust whisk in her hand. The strange thing about this nun is that her height is extremely high, almost three times that of ordinary people, nearly four meters!

It looked fine from a distance, but compared with the little nun beside her, it seemed a bit more exaggerated. It's like an enlarged version of a monk.

The little Taoist nun has delicate features, with a little amethyst inlaid between her brows, and a slender red pattern looming on the back of her right hand.

"Your Zhuyan Sifang Lingxiu Tianzun is amazing. He can even find the old man's hiding place. Tell me, what's the matter with asking the old man out?"

The old man didn't turn his head, and just said so lightly.

"Fellow daoists are different people, so they are naturally famous and rich in the world. It's just that this good opportunity is hard to find. The lord specially ordered me to invite fellow daoists to participate in the Taikun birthday banquet."

The huge Taoist nun looked indifferent and said in a low voice.

"This is a matter for your Suzaku Holy Court." The old man said casually.

"Tianzun's favor last time." Taoist nun reminded.

"Deal." The old man said decisively. "Old Yuxian, what do fellow Taoists call you?"

He finally stood up slowly, just dropped the fishing rod in his hand, and fell directly into the creek. In the blink of an eye, not only the fishing rod, but also the school of fish disappeared completely. As if it had never appeared before.

"Only walk in the world with the Taoist name." The giant Taoist bowed her head.

"The majestic Lord Shangyang, are you afraid that the old man will not be able to attack with your real name?" the old man Yuxian said disdainfully.

"The poor don't stand under the dangerous wall." Shangyang Allah was not angry, just smiled.

The old man stared at her for a while, but he didn't force it after all.

"Forget it, I have heard the name of Zhenjun Mingxin for a long time, so I have this opportunity."

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Time flies.

Pine Forest Sword School Yufeng Realm. Too Kunshan.

Large pieces of golden chains are connected into one piece, densely surrounding the entire mountain, like a huge golden fishing net, from head to toe, tightly detaining the entire mountain.

In the mid-air around the mountain, there are translucent sword shadows floating. Turn slowly.

Looking around, you can see at least hundreds of thousands of translucent sword shadows constantly rotating around the mountain.

Below the floating sword shadows are groups of teams who came to celebrate their birthdays, walking up the mountain honestly and following the rules.

every other distance. Then there were disciples guarding the pine forest to lead the way.

Around the mountain in all directions, there are a total of four roads that can go up the mountain and enter the battle. At this time, these four roads are like a stream of people flowing continuously.

"What a magnificent Nine Void Yin-Yang sword array!"

A bullock cart window. A beautiful woman's face appeared. She looked up at the sword shadows spinning all over the sky, and sincere admiration and shock flashed in her eyes.

"Guzhu Xiao is good at formations?"

The compartment is huge. Not only a woman sat in it, but there were also two men and a woman.

Two men and two women sat facing each other.

One of the young men in brocade clothes asked casually while holding a wine glass.

They are all the land lords who came from their own jurisdiction to participate in the birthday banquet.

Lin Xin was also among them. After the Sword Sect territory was re-divided, the four of them were all beneficiaries of the re-division of interests at that time.

Came here for a birthday party this time. I also met on the road, and we walked together.

The man kneeling next to Lin Xin and serving wine was Chen Yuesheng, the owner of Chen Zhuang. The land that governs one-tenth of the area of ​​the Great Song Dynasty is also rich and powerful.

Sitting opposite him were two women, both of whom looked to be under thirty, one was beautiful and the other was quiet. Each has its own style.

The glamorous woman Xiao Ye Xiao Guzhu is the head of the Dantang of the Sword Sect.

The woman Shen Jing is a rising star, and she just succeeded the woman surnamed Zhao who has only been in office for two years.

Lin Xin didn't ask his name either.

He just sat alone on the edge and poured himself a drink, listening to the casual conversation of the three from time to time. Occasionally someone asks for his opinion, and he just responds casually.

His Lingxin Villa is powerful, able to compete with the Hua family of the Jindan family, and has a relationship with Dugulin, the fairy of Congyun.

The background is also extraordinary.

So he drank alone on the sidelines, and no one disturbed him from the other three.

The Lingxin Villa team was mixed with the other three's team, and followed behind the bullock cart.

Most of them are ordinary internal disciples, and those who are stronger are a few innate, with a few talisman swords on their backs, they can hold up the situation.

Lin Xinyuan and a group of relatives and subordinates hid together with the Yanyangmen birthday party. Lin Xin himself led the villa team and raised the signboard with great fanfare to attract hatred.

"I heard that Master Lin Xin is good at formation symbols. Compared with Master Lin, this little girl's accomplishments are nothing."

Master Xiao Gu smiled.

Lin Xin smiled and raised his glass to her.

"With the Nine Xu Yin-Yang Sword Formation here, even the Patriarch Yuanjing would not be able to easily break into the gate of our Sword Sect. It seems that this time the Patriarch intends to fully demonstrate the power of the formation and deter the crowd of evil spirits."

Chen Yuesheng smiled, with a relaxed expression.

"Originally when I received the secret order, I thought the situation was critical. Now, it seems that with such a formation, who else can break it?"

Xiao Ye straightened her long hair and glanced at Lin Xin with charming eyes.

"That's not to say, the mountain gate is stable, but we, the leaders who are outside, will be in trouble. If we can't successfully ask for help this time, I'm afraid it won't be long, and even my hometown will be turned upside down."

"Don't be careless, the rain is about to come and the building is full of wind. If it weren't for the frequent small actions of the Suzaku Holy Court, how could the real person hold such a birthday banquet?" Lin Xin said casually.

The four of them are actually considered semi-independent forces, not too close to the Pine Forest Sword Sect, and not directly under them, so the information channels are not very well-informed.

"That's what I said, but I don't believe it, who else can..."

Before Chen Yuesheng finished speaking, there was a faint commotion outside.

There was a lot of noise. It was directly upgraded to the sound of sword collision.

Lin Xin frowned slightly, stretched out his hand and typed out a talisman, which flew out of the car window.

The talisman paper burned into ashes in mid-air, and suddenly condensed into a gray line, flying towards the place where the sound came from.

There were already two groups of people facing each other with swords and swords, confronting each other. There were two people whose shoulders were red, and the atmosphere was tense.

One of them was dressed in gray clothes as disciples of Songlin.

The other group of people were dressed in black, blue and white vertically striped robes, with swords on their backs, and a green radish flower embroidered on their right shoulders.

"A person from the Qingluo Tantric Sect?"

"When did the Qingluo Esoteric Sect dare to be so bold?"

"How dare you provoke someone from the Pine Forest Sword Sect."

The monks who came to celebrate the birthday gathered around to watch the fun.

Qingluo Esoteric Sect and others surrounded a middle-aged man, staring indifferently at the disciple of Songlin opposite.

The middle-aged man has only one left ear. Around his neck was a necklace made of black leaves, and he was staring proudly at the woman who took the lead in the pine forest.

"You are the official disciple of the sword hall? I heard that the six halls of the Pine Forest Sword Sect have their own strengths, and the sword hall is unique in attacking. Now it seems that it is nothing more than that?"

"Fuck your mother Xipi's godfather! Which of your mother's eyes saw that I was a formal disciple?" The woman was wearing thick gold earrings. He was two meters tall, with a full face and a mouth full of outrageous words. At this time, he was staring at the big man viciously, with vicious eyes. As if to swallow it alive.

"Grandson of the Xuanye Sect, this is Taikun Mountain! It's not your Bright Leaf Altar! Get out of here!"

"Are all of Songlin's disciples more talkative and less skilled?" the middle-aged man asked casually. "How about we practice alone?"

"Okay! Practice as soon as you practice, but let's talk about it first. I'm only good at training you in a group, and you have to do it at any time. If you don't do it? Hehe. I'm sorry, go back where you came from!"

The sturdy woman sneered.

"You people from Songlin injured my ninth senior brother, did you use this kind of rogue trick?" The one-eared man turned cold.

The two didn't talk speculatively, and started fighting directly.

Ding ding ding ding, each used their means, the magic weapon, the talisman and the sword clashed, and they were evenly matched for a while.

People from the Xuanye Sect actually joined in, and they didn't hide their identities.

Soon, another stronger disciple of Songlin arrived, separated from the two sides, and finally let the people from Xuanye Sect go in.

Lin Xin's ashes turned into a circle in mid-air, and soon found that the people from the Kongjian Cave were also hiding in the crowd, but they were not as blatant as the people from the Xuanye Sect.

The master representative teams of the other four sects also joined a part of them one after another.

But the only one who didn't find the four great enemies of the Suzaku Holy Court.

Fu Hui flew back to the carriage and turned into a transparent mirror in front of the four of them, replaying everything he saw just now.

The three of Chen Yue, Sheng and Xiao Ye were all admiring the effectiveness of the talisman paper, but at the same time astonished, they also seemed a little uneasy when they saw the situation.

How long has it been since the birthday banquet just started, so many small changes have occurred, and there are still so many people with ulterior motives coming under the Nine Xu Yin-Yang Sword Formation, obviously they have no good intentions.

"The sword array is not broken, don't worry." Lin Xin comforted him instead.

clang! !

Before the words fell, another crisp sound resounded through the air.

Looking up from inside the car. I saw a blood-colored carpet passing straight through the air, ignoring the large swirling sword shadows, rushing directly into the formation, smashing all the sword shadows to pieces.

That sound was the crisp sound of the broken sword shadow.

Three people appeared out of nowhere on the blanket, and they were carried by the red carpet towards Mount Taikun.

All the sword shadows flew away without mercy, but they couldn't stop the three of them from moving forward. They were all smashed into pieces.

"Since it's the God of the Suzaku Holy Court Shangyang coming, let go of the formation, Qianye."

An old voice came from the top of the mountain.

The three people were two Taoist nuns and an old man. Among them, the Taoist nun standing in front was the strangest, with a height of four meters and huge bones. Wearing an amethyst crown, it is impressive at first sight.

When the voice came out, the nun slightly turned her head towards the top of the mountain, the old man smiled, and the little nun remained expressionless, like a puppet.

The three of them were carried straight up the mountain by the lengthy red carpet, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

Lin Xin looked at the figures of the three, but his face moved slightly.

"It seems that experts from all sides have gathered, and everyone is here." Chen Yuesheng said with an ugly face.

Even such a large formation has been forcibly broken through, it seems that this time the situation is really troublesome.

He is not blind, so he can naturally see that the people from the Suzaku Holy Court are menacing.

"Aren't they afraid of the Tongtian Songwen sword?" Xiao Ye said in a low voice.

"Is the Tongtian Songwen Sword in Yangquan Pool of Taikun Mountain?" Lin Xin asked suddenly.

"Naturally, the sixth-rank peerless divine weapon has its own Yuanjing around it, so it doesn't need much protection at all." Xiao Ye nodded.

"Could it be that they are sure of dealing with sixth-rank divine soldiers?"

"Only the sixth rank can deal with the sixth rank." Lin Xin said lightly.

"Could it be?"

Suddenly several people thought of a terrible possibility.

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