The Poor Monk Cultivates a Way Chapter 254

Everyone's eyes were involuntarily attracted to this gourd sword fairy, and they felt that his aura was sharp, like a peerless flying sword, cutting off all injustices.

Yuan Jifeng got up in a hurry, made a call, and said with a smile: "Yuan Jifeng, a disciple of Fenxiang Pavilion, has met Senior Li!" Pang Guang also said: "Pang Guang of Fenxiang Pavilion, he has met Li Jianxian!"

Qi Ze never said anything, but bowed silently.

Then Li Haoyuan's eyes were like eagle's eyes, he looked around, his eyes were full of light, and said: "The word 'Sword Immortal' will never be mentioned again. Fenxiang Pavilion finally can't hold back, and sent people into the world to fight for the power in the secular world?"

Yuan Jifeng and Pang Guang looked at each other, silent.

Li Haoyuan's eyes fell on Qi Ze's face, he nodded slightly, and said: "I never thought that the Five Elements School would have the inheritance of exquisite swordsmanship besides the "Yin Talisman Sword Art"!"

Qi Ze said: "I also want to thank Senior Li for saving my life!"

Li Yuanhao said: "When I was learning swords, I heard from my teacher that the headmaster of your sect once forged a cold chi sword for his beloved disciple. The foundation of the sword is the thickest and the best in the world. Later, I heard that there is a descendant of the Han Chi Sword, but I didn't expect that there is still an heir to this sword! With your seniority, if you think highly of me, just call me senior brother, you don't have to be polite!”

Qi Ze said: "Yes!"

Yuan Jifeng said with a smile: "Without Elder Li's generous help, Wan Qixiong would not be able to suppress him, let alone today's victory in suppressing the rebellion! Yuan has already prepared a little water and wine, and I invite Elder Li to reward him." He deliberately said "Senior Changing it to "Elder" finally prevented Qi Ze from taking advantage of his seniority.

Li Haoyuan said calmly: "Li came here to coincide with the meeting, and there is no need for banquets. I can stay for another seven days to help you resist Wan Qixiong, and I will leave after seven days!"

Yuan Jifeng was overjoyed, and deliberately asked: "Elder Li is in a hurry, I don't know where to go?"

Li Yuanhao said: "I heard that there is a fire dragon in Fulong Mountain in Qingzhou, I want to kill it, and take its flesh, flesh and soul to make a flying sword!"

Yuan Jifeng was a little dazed and speechless. This kind of secret matter is related to a sword cultivator sacrificing flying swords, and it seems to be something that should be kept secret. How can it be said so easily like Li Yuanhao, for fear that the world will not know.

Pang Guang blurted out: "Sure enough, there is a fire dragon in Fulong Mountain, which can control the earth fire and hide in the fire veins. Back then, I suffered a big loss from that fellow!"

Yuan Zhuo hurriedly said: "That's right! That Huojiao is also a Yuanying series, I'm afraid it's hard to deal with!"

Li Yuanhao said calmly: "I am about to use my life to hone my swordsmanship!"

Pang Guang originally thought that Li Haoyuan would be interested in the matter of Huojiao, so he took the initiative to ask, or he could take the opportunity to make friends, but Li Haoyuan only said something dry, and then he didn't have anything to say, and he said angrily: "If you don't ask me, I will I'm too lazy to tell you!"

Yuan Jifeng pondered and said: "Although Qingyuan City defeated the rebel army, it did not hurt the thirteenth prince's roots. He will definitely return to Ning'an City's old nest, repair his vitality, and try to make a comeback. When his vitality was seriously injured, he used all his strength to wipe out the rebels and capture Ning'an City!"

Yuan Zhuo applauded loudly, and said: "Father's words are really impressive in the art of war, my child admires it!"

Yuan Jifeng said: "With Elder Li here, don't be afraid of Wan Qixiong. It's not too late. Immediately assemble the army, summon the townspeople, and march towards Ning'an City!"

Li Haoyuan said: "I'm going to practice myself. If Wan Qixiong shows up, I will show up." After saying that, he turned into a sword and walked away.

Pang Guang sighed: "It's a pity that Bute was not killed, otherwise there would be one less golden elixir opponent!" Yuan Jifeng said solemnly: "Pang Guang, Yuan Zhuo and Bao Shou obey orders! Order you three to mobilize the army immediately and form a siege Ning'an City!"

The three left under orders, Yuan Jifeng said: "Junior Brother Jian Ming, is he willing to fight with the army?"

Qi Ze said: "The thirteen princes rebelled and caused Qingzhou to be restless, so we should complete this meritorious deed!"

The city of Ning'an in the southwest of Qingzhou is the fiefdom of the thirteen princes, and it is also a place of confinement. The thirteen princes have been operating here for many years, with a deep foundation, and they have built Ning'an City like an iron barrel.

The members of the Five Poison Sect were defeated and fled Qingyuan City, and also lost a master of refining gang. Bute and Pan Kun, the two golden elixir protectors of the thirteen princes, retreated all the way back to Ning'an City. The thirteenth prince was relieved, and asked two golden elixirs to help him refine the natal Gu. Buter refused to participate in this matter because of his serious injury, and went to retreat early to recover his vitality.

Pan Kun, on the other hand, agreed to come down without hesitation, and even put aside his natal **** Gu, who had been seriously injured, and set aside to help the thirteen princes first refine the natal **** Gu. The four-legged little snake absorbed a lot of the spirit of the real dragon from King Zhenbei, and it was tailor-made for the thirteen princes, so it fits perfectly. With Pan Kun taking the shot, within a few days, it has already been able to perform sacrifices with ease.

The thirteenth prince finally had the divine Gu, and was able to practice the secret method of the Five Poison Sect. After a few days of retreat, he finally refined the divine Gu thoroughly. At this time, Pan Kun couldn't bear it anymore, and went to retreat to mend his injuries.

The thirteen princes broke through the pass, really full of ambition, suddenly someone came down to report, saying that Yuan Jifeng had all Qingzhou soldiers and horses, surrounded them from all sides, and wanted to knock Ning'an City down.

The thirteenth prince was furious and immediately gathered troops to prepare for the battle. At this time, the rebel army experienced a great defeat in Qingyuan City, and their strength was greatly damaged. There were only 300,000 soldiers and horses left in Ning'an City. I will never lose!"

After the assembly of soldiers and horses was completed, more than ten days had passed, and indeed Qingzhou defenders came to surround them. The thirteenth prince had a calm face and a little anxiety in his heart, so he specially invited three masters of the Five Poison Sect, Wan Qixiong, Bute and Pan Kun, to discuss.

All three of the Five Poison Sect were wounded. Wan Qixiong suffered the heaviest injury when he was slashed by Li Haoyuan. Fortunately, Yuan Ying's Dharma body was not afraid of supernatural powers, but it still needed time to recuperate and practice, and his face was full of impatience.

Pan Kun was the least injured, and he only put the divine Gu of his life in the five-poison **** cauldron to warm him up, he was most concerned about the war, and said: "My lord, don't worry, with me waiting, I will tell Yuan Jifeng to come or not! "

The thirteenth prince was full of slander, and thought: "This king just suffered a big defeat in Qingyuan City, and I just heard you bragging!" He said: "This king has great ambitions, and now I am trapped in a corner, please help me. This king and the Five Poison Sect are already in the same breath, if this king dies, the bets that the Five Poison Sect placed on this king will also be wiped out, and you understand the truth better than this king."

Wan Qixiong sneered and said: "Thirteen princes, don't think too highly of yourself, even if you fail to rebel, at worst, we will find another prince to support you!"

The thirteenth prince smiled and said, "In the whole world, where can you find another prince with native blood?"

Wan Qixiong froze and snorted coldly. Pan Kun smoothed things over and said: "Our sect and the thirteen princes are indeed of the same spirit, one is prosperous and the other is hurt, and the other is hurt. Now, we should help each other with all our strength!"

The thirteenth prince said: "The Chunyang Sword Sect has always supported the third prince, but they actually sent a Nascent Soul here. The third child must be behind the scenes. Can the Five Poison Sect send out another Nascent Soul to deal with that gourd sword fairy?" of?"

Wan Qixiong was furious, and said coldly: "The words of the thirteenth prince mean that I am not the opponent of Li Haoyuan, and want to find another strong support?"

The thirteenth prince laughed dryly and said, "Elder Wan Teng appeases his anger, but this king has no intention of doing so. It's just that Elder Wan Teng's vitality is seriously injured, so he should find a helper to keep everything safe!"

Wan Qixiong was about to retort, when suddenly his expression changed, his eyes turned, and he looked outside the palace. I only heard someone say from the air: "The thirteenth prince's words are old-fashioned words. I am poor and have no talents. I am willing to recommend myself!"

After saying this, there was already a Taoist in front of the hall, with his sleeves hanging down and his face like jade. Wan Tengxiong snorted coldly, and said, "As expected of Ping Tian Dao who is used to playing tricks!"

The Taoist chuckled, and said to the thirteenth prince: "Pingtian Daoist, Liao Chenyang, sees the thirteenth prince!"

The thirteenth prince was overjoyed and shouted: "Is the Taoist chief Liao Chenyang, one of the eight heavenly kings of Pingtian Dao?"

Then Liao Chenyang nodded and said: "Exactly! Pindao was traveling in Qingzhou, and heard that the prince was in trouble, so he came to help! Now I, Ping Tiandao, have started an incident in the next door Bingzhou, echoing the prince."

The thirteenth prince laughed and said, "The intention of the Taoist priest is to help this king kill the Gourd Sword Immortal? That's very good!"

Wan Tengxiong sneered and said: "You Ping Tiandao claim to be the orthodox sect of Xuanmen anyway, colluded with my Five Poison Sect, strangled the monks of the Chunyang Sword Sect, and spread it. Are you afraid of being attacked by the righteous group?"

Liao Chenyang smiled and said: "Who said that the poor Taoist will do it himself? The poor Taoist is Li Haoyuan's matter, and I specially invited a fellow Taoist to help. Fellow Taoist Qi Wuhui, please show up!"

Hearing a sneering laugh, a sword qi full of yin and death flew down in front of the hall, and a man with a sinister face appeared, and said coldly: "My Yinshan faction dare not call Pingtiandao fellow daoist!"

That person was actually Qi Wuhui, the elder of the Yinshan School's Nascent Soul, with a sword intent rising from the Yinshan School, slaying life and death, and he was fierce and majestic. As soon as this person came out, everyone present frowned.

Wan Tengxiong frowned and said, "Why are you here?" Give a good face.

"Green Gourd Sword Fairy"

Qi Wuhui said indifferently: "I heard that you suffered a great loss from Li Haoyuan and disgraced my Demonic Dao. It just so happens that I have long wanted to learn the sword skills of the Chunyang Sword Sect, so I can be considered an outburst of anger for you."

Wan Tengxiong's face flashed green, and he said: "I won't bother you, the great elder of the Yinshan sect, for some trivial matters. After I recover from my injuries, I will personally wring that Li Haoyuan's head off!"

Qi Wuhui sneered and said: "I see that your vitality is seriously injured and your Dao foundation is unstable. I'm afraid you won't have that ability in this life!"

Wan Qixiong couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted sharply: "What are you doing!"

Qi Wuhui's sword energy was like a tide, filled with death-defying sword intent, he said calmly: "Before killing Li Haoyuan, I can take your sacrificial sword first!"

The two Nascent Soul real qi were revealed, facing each other **** for tat. Under the golden core, they felt breathless and their faces flushed. The thirteenth prince's cultivation was the lowest, and he felt that his true qi was boiling. Swimming around, almost bursting out of his chest.

However, Liao Chenyang looked as usual, with a wave of his sleeves, a wave of extremely gentle Taoist innate qi emanated, stopping the aftermath of the confrontation between the two for everyone, and said: "Why are you two getting angry? Everyone is only here for that Li Haoyuan, Don't hurt your peace!"

Wan Qixiong's injury was still unhealed, and he felt exhausted physically and mentally when he was forced by Qi Wuhui's Yinshan sword intent. He was secretly shocked by the tyranny of this guy's sword intent. To mediate from it, he went down the donkey along the slope, gathered some five poisonous qi slightly, and shouted: "Since you are capable enough to kill Li Haoyuan, I don't care about it!"

Liao Chenyang hurriedly said: "Why should fellow Daoists be petty? Li Haoyuan has superb swordsmanship and profound skills. He has also gone to foreign regions to refine mysterious elites. He is our great enemy. Without the support of fellow Daoists, how can we say he will win?"

Wan Tengxiong's heart moved, and he said deliberately: "Sword repairers, who miss a single blow, fly far away, and are the most agile. If that fellow sees that the opportunity is wrong, he immediately withdraws and flees, what can he do? Unless there is..."

Liao Chenyang said with a smile: "Why do fellow Taoists want to use words to pick on the poor Taoist? The poor Taoist must do his part, and he is willing to borrow the net of the day!"

Pan Kun was startled and said, "But on the side of Pingtian Road, there is a network of heaven and earth that covers the sky above and the earth below?"

Liao Chenyang smiled and said, "Of course!" Wan Qixiong said, "Unexpectedly, you really brought this magic weapon here~www.mtlnovel.com~ There is a network of heaven and earth to block the world, so it is impossible for Li Haoyuan to escape. Good! This deal I did it! Qi Wuhui, what do you mean?"

Qi Wuhui snorted and said, "Just kill it!"

The thirteenth prince's face turned blue and red, and he laughed loudly: "With the help of three real people, this king will not worry about the big things! Hahaha!"

Liao Chenyang said with a smile: "The thirteen princes should not be too happy too early. I, Ping Tiandao, also intend to aspire to the great treasure and control the divine weapon. Now I am watching and helping the prince. It's just a sympathy for each other. It's not yet known who will die in the future!"

The thirteenth prince laughed and said: "As long as the king's misfortune is solved today, the king is willing to divide the world equally in the future!"

Liao Chenyang just smiled and said nothing.

Pan Kun said: "With the three Nascent Souls here, great things will happen. It's just that there must be a plan!" The thirteenth prince said: "Exactly!" At the moment, everyone was discussing how to plot against Li Haoyuan, the Gourd Sword Immortal.

Yuan Jifeng personally led the army, with Pang Guang as the overseer, Yuan Zhuo Baoshou leading the formation, commanding 500,000 troops, divided into four groups, and came to Ning'an City in a mighty manner.

Qi Ze was in the army and practiced the Xuanyin Sword Art every day. Since he walked the world as a disciple of the Five Elements Sect, he had to improve his cultivation. He wanted to go to Li Haoyuan and ask about going to the Chunyang Sword Sect to gather the stellar qi, but unfortunately, the Gourd Sword Immortal was like a dragon who could see the head but not the tail, he couldn't see him at all, so he had nowhere to be found.

The army walked slowly, and it was no match for Qi refiners flying away. It took a full month of effort before they were able to come within the range of Ning'an City. On the way, Yuan Jifeng sent out a few surprise soldiers, mainly elite cavalry, to eliminate the small rebels along the way.

The news of the defeat of the rebels in Qingyuan City has spread throughout Qingzhou. The scattered rebels are mobs. Hearing the arrival of the imperial army, there is no fighting spirit. Those who surrendered and those who fled were really vulnerable.

Chapter end