Juntian map

Luo Changfeng's tone was extremely sharp.

Since he became the uncle of the junior teacher, this is the first time he has scolded the old student of the academy as the uncle of the junior teacher.

It's even a little ironic.

The senior brother understood what Luo Changfeng said.

The understanding Yi Hongzhuang also understood Luo Changfeng's meaning.

Only Yingtian doesn't understand.

Ying Tian, ​​an old student from the academy who was ridiculed in person, was angry. He clenched his fists and clenched his teeth. The originally upright and bright eyes narrowed into a line, staring at Luo Changfeng who was so cold that he didn't think he was right.

It took a long time.

After all, he wouldn't dare to do it.

Especially in front of Huangfu Yi, at the foot of the 72 peaks of Kunlun, in front of countless practitioners. As Luo Changfeng said, Yingtian could not afford to lose the people in the academy even though he was resentful and angry!

Ying Tian shook his sleeves and left angrily! Whether he understood Luo Changfeng's words and agitated! In the end, he left, this was the best result!

Yi Hongzhuang, who was affectionately called the matchmaker by the old man in the academy, slim and green jade fingers lifted the black hair on his forehead and smiled bitterly, and then politely greeted Luo Changfeng and Huangfu Yi, who was facing his back: "Two uncles, take care of me!"

After watching the two old students in the academy leave, Luo Changfeng turned around and helped his senior brother walk towards the Jiutian Peak mountain climbing stone steps closest to him.

Finally someone climbed the mountain again!

The Qingmeilin swordsmanship platform was noisy again.

When countless eyes gathered on the young man with silver hair and blind eyes supported by the young man, the inevitable doubts caused a stir.

Whether it is the people from Tianyong City or the practitioners gathered in the Qingmei Forest at the foot of the Seventy-Two Peaks of Kunlun, those who know the thousand-year-old heritage and strength of Jiange never dare to underestimate Jiange.

The younger generation of disciples selected from the Four Gate of Gold, Silver, Copper and Iron and the Three Halls of the Sword and Sword Cang Jian, Although the sword-making genius who was born and cultivated by the Eight Hundred Sects of the Tiandong, which was famous in the 12 constellations of Tiandong, the world-renowned genius under the 12 constellations of Tiandong, is famous, but if you discuss it,

With talent and strength, even if the disciples of the Eight Hundred Sects in the East that Tiantian, Liancheng Jue, was here, and he dared not look down on it.

Otherwise, if Qingmei is boiled to this point, nine mountaineering roads around Jiutian Peak will not be rare.

The appearance of Luo Changfeng and his senior brother Huangfu Yi suddenly became a unique scenery.

"Are these two people going to climb a mountain?"

"It shouldn't be...?"

"The ordinary Yuanshen realm practitioners dare not easily break into the mountain sword formation, let alone a person with blind eyes?"

“Will it not become a burden?”

"I underestimate the Sword Array of the Sword and the Tianchi Sword Service at the top of the Jiutian Peak!"

"I just thought that the way the prince of the Emperor League climbed the mountain was extremely heroic, but I didn't expect that I could misunderstand it."

"How can I explain this?"

"How is the prince of the Imperial Alliance compared to these two?"

"It's not really a skill to break through the mountains alone. If I can still pass by the sick and disabled people, I will eat all the green plums at the foot of these 72 peaks!" Someone smiled knowingly.

There was constant laughter around Qingmeilin's swordsmanship.

Li, who won another victory without any suspense, fell behind the swordsmanship.

Li Luo sat cross-legged under a green plum tree.

A city-based boy admired Li Luo's invincible strength and peace, and handed over a glass of green plum wine brewed by himself. The boy laughed and said, "I don't know if I can see them successfully climbing the mountain."

Li Luo was not pretentious. After taking the ear cup with his left hand, he poured a piece of Qingmei wine, picked up his empty right arm sleeve and wiped the corner of his mouth: "You will know when you look."

...

Countless eyes gathered, and Luo Changfeng, who felt like he was being targeted by public criticism, helped his senior brother walk under the stone steps on the mountain road.

Feeling the wind rushing into the green jungle on both sides, Luo Changfeng, who was not used to the sword intent in the wind, blinked.

"I will climb the mountain first, and you will follow your senior brother." Huangfu Yi, who was worried that Luo Changfeng would suffer losses if he did not have the experience of responding to the enemy's sword formation, said with some consideration.

"No need, let's climb the mountain together." Luo Changfeng said.

"Although the formation of the 36-character lotus birth Technique is related to the lotus world, you have never practiced it. The sword formation is the most lethal among the many formations and is extremely difficult to deal with. Senior brother first breaks into the sword formation and will do it for you.

A demonstration,” Huangfu Yi said.

"Senior brother forgot something." Luo Changfeng, who felt the care, smiled warmly.

"What's the matter?" Huangfu Yi said.

"I have a map of the country, mountains and rivers." Luo Changfeng said in a low voice.

"So what?" Huangfu Yi still didn't understand.

"Actually, if you talk about mountaineering, that's what I'm best at..." Luo Changfeng said truthfully.

He has been in love with the map of the country, mountains and rivers for nearly five years.

He has climbed the mountain every night in his sleep and climbed the mountain with the mountains and rivers of the map. He has long since lost count of how many times he has climbed.

Compared to the mountain climbing and looking at the mountains and rivers in the map of the country, the Jiutian Peak, one of the seventy-two strange peaks of Kunlun, is not as dangerous as one in ten thousand, right?

Not long ago, Luo Changfeng, who refined Qi and transformed into a god, used the map of the country, mountains and rivers as his primordial spirit, had already seen the magnificent scenery of the three mountains and rivers.

Climbing a mountain, crossing a stream, looking at the sea of ​​clouds by the cliff... One mountain embraces all the scenery of thousands of mountains!

He carries the three rivers and mountains that can move up the mountain, and the only nine heavenly peaks are not in Luo Changfeng's eyes.

So he said that what he is best at is climbing.

Huangfu Yi did not know the wonderful use of the heavenly map, nor did he know Luo Changfeng's ability to shrink into a tiny place, but felt the confidence in Luo Changfeng's words, and nodded with a little suspicion.

Luo Changfeng helped his senior brother climb the mountain.

...

The stone steps are not steep.

The Weiliang Mountain Wind mixed with sword intent is not too dazzling.

I only see the corner of the green mountains in this mountain. The green and rich sides of the stone steps and the mountains that are looming in the distance are not handsome.

There are three disciples of the inner sect of the Sword Pavilion standing with swords above the hundred levels.

They appreciate the confidence of Luo Changfeng and his senior brother climbing, but the price they pay for is often unacceptable.

Just now, a prince of the Emperor League, dressed in white and white, turned into a milky white wind and rushed by.

The three of them, as the first sword formation person on the mountain road, even allowed Di Wulei to reach the top of the mountain without even seeing it. This incident was undoubtedly a shame for the Jiange formation person.

A shame in the eyes of everyone!

Even around the Qingmeilin sword competition platform at the foot of the mountain, few people noticed the three of them, and their cheeks felt slightly hot.

The burning heat of self-satisfaction!

They need a straightforward and neat record to prove themselves, and to wash away the shame written on their faces.

Let everyone who cooks wine in Qingmei know what the sword formation is!

Fifty steps at the stone steps.

Three disciples of the inner sect of Jiange stood side by side, pointing at the stone steps in a long sword.

"Guiyuan Sword Formation!"

Luo Changfeng, who was under the fifty-step stone steps, helped his senior brother climb the mountain slowly.

Looking up at the Guiyuan Sword Formation that was waiting for the battle, Luo Changfeng smiled slightly.

He took another step.

As soon as he fell down, he and his senior brother could no longer be seen on the mountain road.

The sound of exclamation was deafening at the Qingmei Forest at the foot of the mountain and around the sword controversy platform!

The three disciples of the Sword Pavilion who set up the Guiyuan Sword Formation and washed away the shame after a battle, rubbed their eyes in disbelief.

They did see the two people climbing the mountain below disappearing strangely.

The three of them turned their heads in shock. They saw two slender figures slowly climbing up the mountain steps behind them!

They are looking up!

Countless people are looking up to you!

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