In Zhuque Pass, in the backyard pavilion of Guanzhu’s mansion under the night, Li Luanhu, wearing a black brocade robe, stood with his hands as heavy as water, looking at the western sky with cold eyes.

"Brother Li, what happened?" Fan Long hurried into the pavilion and asked in confusion.

With his eyes closed slightly, Li Luanhu took a deep breath before slowly speaking: "Shan Ximu broke the Golden Bell Copper Bell Formation!"

"What?" Fan Long, whose eyes were slightly glaring, suddenly said in disbelief: "How is this possible?"

Li Luanhu's face twitched, and his tone was cold: "Nothing is impossible! Last night, the Golden Bell Copper Bell Formation was broken. Shan Ximu, he invited a powerful helper."

"So that's it!" Fan Long, who suddenly nodded, couldn't help but frown and said, "What should we do next?"

Li Luanhu was a little silent before saying in a deep voice: "Tomorrow morning, the three armies will detach the camp and rush to Xuanwu Pass as soon as possible. Otherwise, we will be too late, and I am afraid that Shan Ximu will have taken down Xuanwu Pass."

"I understand!" Fan Long, who nodded and responded, squinted his eyes and said hurriedly: "Brother Li doesn't have to worry too much! Diao Yingxiang, the general of Xuanwu Pass, is not a mediocre general. With his daughter Diao Yue'e, it is not easy for Shan Ximu to win Xuanwu Pass in a short time."

Li Luanhu nodded slightly and sighed slightly: "After breaking Hanjiang Pass, Qinglong Pass, Zhuque Pass and Xuanwu Pass were broken, Shan Ximu has made great contributions. The emperor may have noticed him. Although the emperor has already taken up his way back to the capital, we cannot be careless. Maybe, the emperor will reuse Shan Ximu when he wants to do so."

"Yes!" Fan Long couldn't help but nodded slightly when he heard this, "Brother Li is considerate!"

Li Luanhu turned around and looked at Fan Long: "It is not difficult to break through Xuanwu Pass! Next, the Baihu Pass guarded by Yang Fan. This time, I will lead the army to attack, and you will be the vanguard. This time, I will give you a chance to kill Fan Lihua and take revenge."

"Thank you, Marshal!" Fan Long said with a cold and stern look flashed in his eyes with joy on his face.

Seeing this, Li Luanhu couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, you go down and prepare first!"

"Yes!" Fan Long responded and quickly turned around and left.

Watching Fan Long leave and turning to the night sky in the west, Li Luanhu couldn't help but murmur in a cold tone: "Shan Ximu, this time, you are lucky! But I don't believe you are so lucky every time!"

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Yunmeng Mountain is covered by smoke and mist, hazy. It is like a dream and a fantasy, like a fairyland on earth.

On the top of a cliff in the mountain, Xue Dingshan, dressed in white, sat cross-legged quietly, with his long hair dispersed. His whole person seemed to be integrated with the surrounding scenery. He let the wind in the mountains blow his hair and sleeves.

"Dingshan!" A gentle and clear voice sounded, and a figure suddenly appeared behind Xue Dingshan. It was a moon-white Taoist robe with a mysterious and undetectable aura.

Xue Dingshan opened his eyes lightly, stood up and turned to look at the ancestor Wang Ao and saluted respectfully, "Teacher!"

"Dingshan! The experience in the world has indeed benefited you a lot," Looking at Xue Dingshan, who was as gentle as jade in front of him, Old Ao, Wang Ao, nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "In a short time, the cultivation level has increased, which is rare! However, if you have not yet met, this is not the place you will stay for a long time."

Xue Dingshan couldn't help but change his expression slightly when he heard this: "Teacher, has something happened to the imperial court's expedition to the west?"

"The imperial court has been marching west, and has been successfully defeated. It has successively broken through Qinglong Pass, Zhuque Pass, and even Xuanwu Pass is about to be broken. However, outside the White Tiger Pass, there will be a great disaster that you must go and solve!" Old Ancestor Wang Ao sighed lightly: "Since ancient times, it has been a lot of good things. Whether the fate between you and Fan Lihua can have good results depends on this time."

Xue Dingshan, with a changeable expression, hurriedly said: "Teacher, please give me some advice!"

"You must tie the bell if you untie the bell! Your master can't help you!" Old Ancestor Wang Ao, who shook his head slightly, flipped his hand and took out a letter and handed it to Xue Dingshan: "You go down the mountain this time, first go to visit the Holy Mother of the Golden Sword. This trip will help the imperial soldiers to take down Xuanwu Pass without bloodshed."

Xue Dingshan, who was helpless in his heart, heard the words behind Wang Ao, and immediately looked at him with a gaze and respectfully took the letter: "Yes, teacher!"

"Disciple, please say goodbye to the teacher!" As he said that, Xue Dingshan knelt down respectfully to the ancestor Wang Ao and said.

Seeing this, Old Ao Wang Ao sighed in his heart and couldn't help but wave his hand and said, "Go! Go!"

After getting up and saluting Wang Ao, Xue Dingshan turned around and left, flew on his shield and flew towards the distant sky, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a black dot and disappeared into the horizon.

Looking at the direction of Xue Dingshan leaving, the old ancestor Wang Ao, whose face changed, could not hide his worry in his eyes.

"Wang Ao! No matter how you say you are a golden immortal now, you are not a weak person in the earthly fairy world. Don't look like you are dead. You are not asking Xue Dingshan to die. If you don't go through some experience, he will probably find it difficult to enter the immortal path." A cold voice sounded, and a phantom fell not far away, turning into a gentle middle-aged Taoist, who was the leader of Xuantian.

Seeing the Master of Xuantian, Old Master Wang Ao immediately said with a bad look: "Xuantian, what do you want? My disciple Ding Shan needs experience, but I don't want him to become a pawn sacrificed by others."

"Wang Ao, stop being naive!" The leader of Xuantian shook his head and sneered: "Even we are just chess pieces in the hands of the saints. Your disciple Xue Dingshan is a man of destiny, and it is not easy for people to control their destiny. He is much luckier than us. Chess pieces? Not anyone is qualified to be chess pieces."

"Hmph!" Old Ancestor Wang Ao's expression changed when he heard this, and then he groaned and shook his sleeves and left.

Looking at the departure of the ancestor Wang Ao, the Master Xuantian couldn't help but sneered coldly: "Wang Ao, do you really think that becoming a golden immortal can be on par with me? In the earth immortal world, although the golden immortal is a master, there are countless golden immortals in the entire earth immortal world. On the ancestral star, the golden immortal is considered a powerful master. But in the earth immortal world, what is the golden immortal? You, a casual cultivator, dare to go with me!"

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In Xuanwu Pass, the night was getting darker. Diao Mansion, Qin Han and Dou Yihu were carefully sneaking in, and guessed the location of Diao Yue'e's residence through the layout of the mansion. She came cautiously outside the embroidery building.

"It seems that there is no one!" Dou Yihu, who had listened to the window for a long time, whispered to Qin Han, then carefully opened the window, and then rushed into the room like a raccoon cat with almost no movement.

He looked back at Qin Han around him, and carefully rushed into the room, and gently closed the window.

At this time, he took out a night pearl. The light of the night pearl was reflected. Dou Yihu, with big eyes swept away, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "No one! But looking at the layout here, it should be Diao Yue'e's boudoir."

"It's so late. Why is there no one? Could it be..." Qin Han, who spoke in confusion, his eyes flashed slightly.

At this moment, a creaking sound of the door opening and a gentle footstep came from outside, which immediately shocked Qin Han and Dou Yihu both changed their faces. They didn't dare to show their stiffness.

Sigh... candlelight lit outside. At the same time, the girl's clear and pleasant voice sounded.

The candlelight shone through the bead curtain and saw the room outside the bedroom. Listening to the sound of the two girls talking, Qin Han and Dou Yihu were suddenly relieved. It turned out that Diao Yue'e had gone to see the injured Diao Yingxiang before and would come back soon. The two maids were here to prepare hot soup for Diao Yue'e to take a shower and change clothes.

"Xiaolan, go and help the lady prepare the clothes she changed!" A crisp and pleasant girl's voice came into her ears, and another girl responded and walked towards the bedroom. Dou Yihu and Qin Han immediately changed their faces and looked around to find a place to hide.

Seeing Dou Yihu's body baldness enter the bed, Qin Han couldn't help but grit his teeth and dodge his body in depressedly and hid in the corner of the folding screen that separates the bedroom and the outside room. This place is not closed, so it is not easy to notice when coming in from outside. But you can see it by turning around and going out. However, the bedroom is dark and there is a dead corner of light here. The maid did not notice Qin Han, so she packed her underwear and walked out.

"Huh!" Qin Han, who breathed a sigh of relief, finally let go of his heart when he reached his throat. Instead, he gritted his teeth and looked at Dou Yihu, whose head was slightly rising from the bed.

"Xiaolan, you guys go down first!" As Diao Yue'e's familiar voice suddenly sounded outside, Qin Han immediately shrank back like a frightened rabbit, and he was secretly complaining in his heart.

The gentle footsteps slowly approached, and Qin Han, who was tense all over his body, looked at the beautiful figure that was faintly visible outside the screen, and couldn't help but hold his breath. He listened to the sound of taking off his clothes, and then even saw the clothes one by one on the screen, and a piece of sleeves just flicked over and hit Qin Han's face. The seductive fragrance of virgin came to his nose, which made Qin Han's face flush.

Under the bed, a pair of eyes were carefully seen. Dou Yihu, who saw this scene with the good eyesight of a cultivator, couldn't help but be stunned, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "Junior brother! What a blessed blessing!"

If Qin Han knew what Dou Yihu was thinking at this time, he might have the urge to vomit blood. Yanfu? Come and try it!

Just when Qin Han felt that his body and mind were tortured, the sound of water came like a magic sound, which made Qin Han unable to help but move his eyes through the slightly transparent screen. Then, he quickly withdrew his gaze like an electric shock, subconsciously trying to reach out to slap himself, but before the slap was on his face, his palm froze and cursed inwardly. At this time, let alone applause, even Qin Han's slightly heavier breathing would alarm Diao Yue'e. After all, as a martial arts practitioner, Diao Yue'e is definitely keen to perceive.

"Huh!" Qin Han, who withdrew his gaze, glanced at him and his eyes immediately fixed on the small shadow on the screen, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated a lot: "Soul-catching golden bell?"

Qin Han, who tried hard to calm himself down, felt a little helpless: "Where there, and once I take it, Diao Yue'e may find out."

Time passed, and it seemed that taking a bath and shopping were as meticulous as women. Qin Han was waiting for a little numbness. With the sound of water, the vaguely tempting ketone body slowly walked towards the screen.

Qin Han, who held his breath, soon heard a crisp ringtone. When he looked down, he saw that the soul-catching golden bell had actually fallen to the ground and fell to the ground here in one corner.

Qin Han, who was stunned for a moment, leaned over and grabbed the soul-catching golden bell like a conditioned reflex, and his figure moved and flew out of the window.

"Damn! What's the situation?" Dou Yihu, who was under the bed, cursed, and almost at the same time rushed out of the window.

Behind the screen, the fair jade hand stretched toward the ground froze slightly, and then Diao Yue'e, who had just heard the underwear, reacted in a change of her pretty face, and her pretty face turned red with shame and annoyance.

"Where to go?" Diao Yue'e, who had a illusion, came to the roof of the Embroidery Building. Looking at the two figures flying away in the darkness in the distance, she couldn't help but glared with her beautiful eyes and gritted her teeth and shouted: "Qin Han! You bastard!"

Looking at the figures of the two of them leaving quickly, Diao Yue'e, who knew she could not catch up with her, and then she looked at her appearance in an underwear, and she couldn't help but feel even more ashamed and angry.

Thinking of everything that happened before, Diao Yue'e, who was in tears, could only go back to rest in shame and anger.

Early the next morning, Diao Yue'e, who had almost no sleep all night, hurried to Diao Yingxiang's residence.

"Miss. The general has not woken up yet!" The soldiers guarding outside the door were stunned when they saw Diao Yue'e, and then hurriedly said.

When Diao Yue'e frowned when she heard this, she hesitated and was about to turn around and leave. Diao Yingxiang's voice suddenly came from inside: "Yue'e. What's wrong with this early? My father just got up. Come in!"

"Father!" Diao Yue'e, who pushed open the door and entered the room, looked at Diao Yingxiang who walked out of the bedroom, and couldn't help but greet him and support him: "Father, how are your injuries?"

Diao Yingxiang waved his hand and smiled, "It's nothing! It's much better to have a night off."

"Yue'e, you look bad, did you not have a good rest last night?" Diao Yingxiang, who looked up at Diao Yue'e, couldn't help but frown.

When Diao Yue'e heard this, she bit her red lips lightly. She said a little hard to speak: "Father, last night, the Qin Han and another Tang general sneaked into her daughter's boudoir and stole the soul-catching golden bell."

"What?" Diao Yingxiang, who had just been helped by Diao Yue'e, suddenly changed his expression and stood up and said angrily: "Two little thieves are so bold! Yue'e, they didn't hurt you, right?"

Diao Yue'e, who had a pretty face blushed, shook her head quickly: "Nothing! However, after losing the soul-catching golden bell, I can't teach the teacher. Father, I have to go to see the teacher and explain this to her."

"This..." Diao Yingxiang couldn't help but worry, "Yue'e, if you lose the soul-catching golden bell, the Holy Mother of the Golden Sword will blame you! What if... Yue'e, your mother went there early. Your father is only like you. If you have any good intentions, how can you tell your father to go to see your mother in the future!"

When Diao Yue'e heard this, she couldn't help but kneeled down to Diao Yingxiang with tears in her eyes: "Father, my daughter is unfilial! But after losing her master's treasure, she had to go back to the mountain to apologize to the teacher. Father doesn't have to worry too much. The teacher still loves her daughter very much and may not blame her disciples for this."

"Yes!" Diao Yingxiang couldn't help but nod and sighed: "If you don't go and apologize, even if your teacher loves you, he will probably blame you seriously. OK, my father agrees to let you go back to the mountain to apologize."

Diao Yue'e was relieved when she heard this, kowtowed to Diao Yingxiang and said, "Thank you, father!"

"Go! Be careful on the way! Father is waiting for you to come back," Diao Yingxiang waved his hand lightly.

...

Zhuyin Mountain, the cliff is as steep as an axe and a knife. Under the emerald green bamboo forest, an ancient Taoist temple stands quietly, facing the mountains and the hazy clouds and mist seen on the cliff.

In the small square paved with bluestone outside the Taoist temple, Diao Yue'e in a pink silk skirt was kneeling quietly.

"Senior Sister Yue'e, the teacher lets you in!" A girl in a light yellow Taoist robe hurried out from the Taoist temple and said to Diao Yue'e who was kneeling quietly outside.

Diao Yue'e, who took a deep breath, nodded slightly, then she got up and walked into the Taoist temple with nervousness and tension.

In the Taoist temple, there are almost all egg-yellow layouts, only the black statue enshrined on it is full of mysterious and majestic aura. If you look closely, it is the statue of the Lord Tongtian of Shangqing.

On the cushion below, a yellow-clad Taoist nun sat cross-legged with her eyes closed, with a pair of heroic sword eyebrows, and her face looked a little cold and hard.

"Disciple, please pay homage to the teacher!" Diao Yue'e, who came in with the girl in light yellow Taoist robe, knelt down respectfully to the Taoist nun and shouted.

The Golden Sword Maiden, who was sitting quietly cross-legged, did not react at all. After a while, when Diao Yue'e's expression was unable to remain calm on her nervous face, the Golden Sword Maiden, whose brows were trembling, slowly opened her eyes, and her slightly sharp eyes fell on Diao Yue'e, and a slightly stiff smile appeared on her face: "Yue'e, aren't you guarding Xuanwu Pass with your father? Why did you suddenly come here? Could it be that Xuanwu Pass is in trouble?"

"Return to the teacher! Outside Xuanwu Pass, the imperial army was in trouble. However, the disciples dare not trouble the teacher with this matter," Diao Yue'e said hurriedly.

The Holy Mother of Golden Sword nodded slightly when she heard this: "The court occupied the great righteousness, and was to be in a smooth and peaceful manner, and to respond to the people. As a teacher, you cannot help you. In the previous period, your master, the Golden Axe Heavenly Lord, passed down the golden bell and bronze bell formation to stop the enemy, but it was not the original intention of being a teacher. But he insisted on his own actions, so it was difficult for him to stop him."

"So that's it! Master said yes..." Diao Yue'e nodded suddenly, then she frowned slightly.

The Holy Mother of Golden Knife shook her head slightly: "She said that the Golden Bell Copper Bell Array was set up with him, right? Disciple, you are here today, aren't it just for this matter?"

"Disciples dare not deceive the teacher. I came here this time because I lost the soul-catching golden bell given by the teacher," Diao Yue'e said with her teeth lightly biting her red lips.

Upon hearing this, the Holy Mother of the Golden Sword suddenly changed her face and her tone became cold and stern: "What? You lost the Soul-Surfaced Golden Bell? What's going on? Didn't you tell you when my Master gave you Soul-Surfaced Golden Bell? The Soul-Surfaced Golden Bell is my treasure of Zhuyin Mountain. The bell is there, and the bell is lost and the bell is killed!"

"Disciple understand!" Diao Yue'e said respectfully: "Return to the teacher! The soul-catching golden bell was Qin Han and Dou Yihu who took advantage of the night's discomfort and stole it."

When the Holy Mother of the Golden Sword heard this, she couldn't help but frowned slightly and said, "Qin Han? Dou Yihu? They seem to be disciples of the old guy Wang Chan?"

"This disciple is not very clear!" Diao Yue'e shook her head slightly and said.

At this moment, the girl in light yellow Taoist robe who had brought Diao Yue'e in and retreated soon after came in and said respectfully to the Holy Mother of the Golden Sword: "Teacher, Qin Han, the disciple of Wang Chan, and Dou Yihu, ask for a meeting!" (To be continued, please search Piao Tianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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