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"boom--"

Wu Yu contrasted with the sword light in front of him, hurriedly dodged, held the sword in his hand, and sent it towards him, but the young man in white turned his wrist, and the sword edge twirled in the air, cleverly dodging the attack.

"Beautiful!" Wu Yu couldn't help saying.

Shu Xunmo was calm, and used the swordsmanship that was memorized in his mind on his body. He did not retreat but advanced. The sword in his hand seemed to be one with his hand, flexible and ingenious, and he could use it freely. A sparring also hit Wu Yu's ear. Come to an end.

"it is good!"

The disciple squatting there by the side clapped vigorously. Under the scorching sun, their red faces were filled with admiration and admiration.

"Senior brother Xunmo is great!" Lu Ying, who was only ten years old at the time, opened her eyes wide, looking at the handsome boy in plain clothes in front of her, and said in admiration.

"Xiao Mo is so powerful, senior brother feels ashamed." Wu Yu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then laughed heartily, his handsome face was filled with the unique flavor of a teenager.

Shu Xunmo put down his sword and sat down on the ground without airs, turning on the kettle to drink.

There is no thin sweat on the fair skin, and it looks very refreshing.

"Senior brother, senior brother, come and teach me this sword technique!" Bai Zhiquan rushed past the crowd surrounding him at some point, with stars shining and his small face raised, said.

"What good stuff? Let me take a look too!" Wu Yu saw a beautiful little girl suddenly rushing into a group of sweaty teenagers, and immediately became interested and squeezed over to say.

"This should be the posture here. It shouldn't be too stiff. The wrist should be bent down properly. When lifting the sword, it should be..." Shu Xunmo has always been good-tempered. Start talking.

"It should be like this." Seeing that the little girl in front of him was half understanding, he stood up, held the sword, and instructed himself.

For a moment, the breeze brushed people's faces, the sound of waving swords could not stop in the ears, the slender and light body changed its gait, the neatly tied long hair fluttered, and the face that looked like a banished fairy from the dust, one couldn't help but let the The female disciples watching on the side blushed.

"That's good." After performing a sword technique, he withdrew his posture and said to Bai Zhiquan.

Everyone still wanted to say something, chattering around together, but was attracted by a white shadow passing high in the sky.

Raising the noodles, what I felt was a gust of wind from the pavement.

"Peach is here!" A disciple with good eyesight narrowed his eyes and saw the bird hovering in the sky.

When Shu Xunmo heard this, he also looked up.

She has a streamlined figure, and her whole body is white and flawless, but there is a red spot between the two eyes, like a burning peach blossom, so it is called "Peach".

This is the steed's mount. His master called it the great roc flying in Nanming. He often told them how to subdue this beast. Everyone expressed their conviction on the surface, but I don't know what to say in private. You don't go out on weekdays, why did you fly here today?

Just when everyone was surprised, "Tao" just chirped a few times, looked down with amber bead-like eyes, dropped a letter, and then floated away.

Strange to say, this letter landed in the arms of Shu Xunmo who was about to sit down again.

Shu Xunmo:? ? ?

"What is this?" The disciple who was closest to him suddenly asked, and a large group of disciples immediately surrounded him to find out.

"Look, there is the seal of the immortal family!"

On the plain white paper, the word "Invitation" was written in regular script, with a feather glued to the upper left corner by something.

That slender feather is not similar to ordinary hair, the whole body is like clear jade with a cold light, it seems to be as thin as a cicada's wing, but it cuts iron like mud.

In this world, there are various sects, big or small, usually they gather on one side, and they never communicate with each other unless they have something related to the other party.

Feathers are the things on the flying birds.The one using feathers as a symbol, it seems, is the Immortal Feather Palace in the depths.

Jiu Ning is far away from Cangwu, what is it that Qianli Zhaozhao sent this invitation here?

After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized.

"The Immortal Ceremony." He said slowly.

Sure enough, after opening the letter, the long-awaited letter jumped out by itself, half-jumping in the air, without having to fold it manually.

The approximate meaning of the words written in elegant fonts is: The Immortal Ceremony is about to begin, all sects should clean up quickly!

The Immortal Gate Ceremony is usually held every five years, and each session is hosted by a different immortal family. This time it is the turn of the Immortal Feather Palace, so it is natural to post a post.

"Does the Lord know?" Someone suddenly asked.

Wu Yu said, "I should know. The old man must have found it troublesome. Instead of calling us to inform, he just let Tao show us."

Everyone expressed that they could understand the meaning of the viewer.

After all, the old man is also very old, and he can sit instead of standing, and can lie down instead of sitting. Such notifications must be done by Tao.

"Then who will follow the audience to this conference?"

"It goes without saying, of course it's Senior Brother Xun Mo!"

"That's right, Senior Brother Xunmo is so powerful, of course he should go!"

The group of teenagers started chirping again, but they didn't see Wu Yu smiling awkwardly.

"I think Senior Brother Wu Yu will follow the temple master." A voice lacking in confidence suddenly came out.

"..."

The air suddenly froze for a few seconds, and there was a burst of embarrassment, and everyone suddenly stopped talking.

The owner of that voice also knew that he had said something wrong, so he shrank back a few steps.

In Yunqing Taoist Temple, who is the one with the highest immortality?

Some people said it was Shu Xunmo, and many people stood up and shouted Wu Yu.

There is no distinction between the qualifications of the two, they are equally intelligent, they are both disciples of Guanzhu's sect, one is steady and serious, and is a blockbuster, while the other is rebellious, cheerful and unrestrained, but stands out from the crowd of disciples.

Both of them are the Lord's beloved disciples, and they treat them equally without any preference.

But young people in that age group, looking at this scene, insisted on distinguishing something unusual. Originally, the two were senior brothers, but under the eyes of everyone, the usual sparring became a little dark in their eyes. Competitive feeling.

After knowing it, the two of them cried out in their hearts that they were wronged, and seeing that they were juniors, they could only let it go, just ignore it and just ignore it.

But this time at the Xianmen Conference, these two people are naturally the focus of public attention.

The author has something to say: I was stunned by my own head.

To be honest, I was quite unconfident. I thought I would be stuck until I died. I am also extremely unconfident in this article. The first is that there are too few attacks, and I suddenly changed my vest before I recognized it (...) , The second is to write the back and forget the front (...I don’t even figure out the characters now), the third is to change the outline every day, I almost overturned all the foreshadowing, let’s start again:) The fourth is the deadliest One point, my writing is so bad!

Anyway, I wrote it with the mood of rushing to the street, but I didn't expect to write Chapter 20 (gratified...)

So, it is still necessary to follow the plot well and update it well. (Seriously for a second...)