Chapter 171

Qiubai looks at the prince in the north and begins to tell in silence.

When she said it, the prince of Beijing didn't interrupt. He quietly became an audience and listened silently.

At night, the lights in the attic at the top of the mountain are swayed by the breeze, which makes the figure of the prince of the northern border lengthen, lengthen and lengthen

It's a long story!

The story is also very tortuous!

The king of Beijing listened, his fists clenched and his face expressionless, just like a wooden man.

When he heard about his father and the past, the king of the northern frontier closed his eyes.

When he heard that the emperor was only playing with people for a period of time, he abandoned him. The King opened his eyes and flashed!

Now it's all right.

Why did his father keep him in prison for 30 years?

Why people will be indifferent to refuse him, self indulgence!

The culprit is still his father!

Dust!

This kind of behavior is shameless. The king of the northern border is a scholar. He is really full of five tastes at the moment.

No wonder Qiubai wants him to be prepared psychologically. When he is ready, he is still caught off guard.

After that, Qiubai has heard of it, but it can be accepted.

But

What he did not expect was that, with the help of his own efforts, the whole eclosion Dynasty was destroyed.

This

The king of the northern border sat stupidly and did not say a word.

After Qiubai finished, he felt a little sad for him. After thinking about it, he took out a green handkerchief from his body and handed it to the prince of the northern border.

The king of the northern frontier saw the green handkerchief and couldn't laugh or cry.

Qiubai said: "green is the healthiest and most sunny color. It is love that tarnishes it and brings countless stigmas to it."

The king of the northern border was moved by such a novel saying and wiped a tear from the corner of his eye with his handkerchief.

These are tears of grief and indignation.

"Thank you for telling me this today. I'm in a bad mood and I won't entertain you." The king of the northern border took the initiative to end the conversation.

Qiu Bai nodded and said, "I'm going, you are strong!"

The king of the northern border waved his hand and watched Qiubai leave. He stood silently in the attic.

As soon as he thought about what he had experienced and what he had experienced, he felt an endless sense of killing.

"Father, why do you want to do this? Isn't it forcing your son to kill you?" The king of the northern border carried his hands behind him and sighed silently.

Long term lonely shadow!

……

In Tiandi bank, Li Xiandao is facing the third strong one.

An old Taoist.

Haggard, haggard, grey hair, like a dying man, wearing a Taoist robe.

"What do you call Taoist priest?" Li Xiandao asked. He also looked at the tombstone, but there were not too many inscriptions on the tombstone. There were only a few words on it.

Taoist tomb!

"I don't remember the name of Lao Dao. If you have been a Taoist all your life, please call me Taoist!" Taoist thought for a while, Tao.

Li Xiandao searched in his mind to make sure there was no such Taoist information.

Maybe he forgot his name, so Li Xiandao couldn't find it.

But it doesn't matter. When Li Xiandao came on the road just now, he took a look at the nine cuts of heaven and recited it in his heart. He needed to discuss the Tao to understand and digest it slowly.

"What can a Taoist teach me?" Li Xiandao asked.

"Martial arts, road, and longevity." The Taoist thought about it and said so.

Li Xiandao actually wanted to make complaints about it. You were dead, leaving only a soul to teach me to live forever.

The Taoist seemed to see through Li Xiandao's mind and said, "don't think I'm dead, and I can't teach you longevity?"

"No, how can I have such an idea? I am willing to listen to the instruction." Li Xiandao quickly explained that the Taoist was angry, and he was about to change people.

"Do you know how long I've lived?" The Taoist asked Li Xiandao.

Li Xiandao shook his head. He didn't know.

"I don't know how long I lived. When I opened my eyes for the first time, there were still ten October in the sky." Taoists Miss Tao.

Li Xiandao frowned, October 10, which is an extremely ancient mythical age. Most of the stories handed down at that time are regarded as myths.

What's the tenth day in the sky and October in the evening.

In the eyes of today's people, it is a myth that the Tiangou people swallow the moon and the barbarians can shoot the sun.

So that era was called the age of myth.

The Taoist said that he opened his eyes for the first time in the mythical age. If it is true, it is really too long to live.

Li Xiandao believes in Taoists. This old Taoist may have lived too long. He must have a lot of things to teach him.

"Taoist, I just read a copy of" Heaven's nine cuts ". Can you make me quickly understand and master it Li Xiandao asked."No problem. Come on." The Taoist waved his hand and let Li Xiandao attack.

Bang!

Without hesitation, Li Xiandao pulled out his sword and chopped at the sky.

[heaven's nine cuts] a brilliant sword Qi, covering the sky, is about ten meters long. It's hard to kill.

The Taoist looked in his eyes and said, "I put my cultivation to the same level as you and beat you!"

Bang!

Li Xiandao saw with his own eyes that the Taoist's body soared, his shriveled body suddenly filled up, his hair turned black, and he turned into a middle-aged man with muscles all over his body. With a hard blow, Li Xiandao directly hit Li Xiandao's "Heaven nine cuts".

Click!

Li Xiandao's "Heaven's nine cuts" shattered in an instant, but his face did not change. He killed the second sword without hesitation. Without hesitation, he stepped forward and killed with one sword.

Li Xiandao's face was cold as the sword was lingering.

"Broken!"

The Taoist didn't have any fancy, just a fist.

Click!

The second sword was also broken, and neither Li Xiandao nor the Taoist priest changed color.

Li Xiandao continues to attack, the old Taoist continues to defend, two people you come and I go, do not show weakness.

Li Xiandao cuts out a sword, and the old Taoist breaks one sword, until Li Xiandao has cut all the nine cuts of heaven.

All the nine swords were broken. Li Xiandao stood in the same place and didn't continue to take out the sword.

The Taoist also calmly looked at Li Xiandao.

Li Xiandao closed his eyes, one by one in his mind when the Taoist boxing, the diffuse Daoyun, the powerful Dao

All of these things are lack of by Li Xiandao, which is also the reason why he is not so powerful.

The prophet's talent is constantly understanding the Taoist rhyme just now. A little bit of absorption is like a person eating a bowl of noodles, and eating it is absorbing.

Li Xiandao realized it so quickly.

After understanding thoroughly, Li Xiandao opened his eyes, pulled out his sword and cut it, which was no nonsense.

The Taoist continued to wave his fist, and Daoyun smashed Li Xiandao's "Heaven nine cuts". No matter how Li Xiandao increased his power or controlled his quality, he was doomed to be smashed.

Click!

After the ninth sword was smashed, Li Xiandao stopped again, closed his eyes and understood in silence.

The power of the second time's "Heaven nine chop" is twice as powerful as that of the first time.

But the Taoist rhyme is still incomparable. Li Xiandao had a little understanding just now, and now he changed to another one.

The road is unfathomable!

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