[One hundred and seventy-nine, [the most man’s sword]]
Above the altar, Tian Ji Sanren listened to the words of Ziyuehui’s demon cultivator, his face was gloomy, and it was difficult to see the extreme.
A sentence “You are not very good at counting, you count”, it can be said that the harm is not high, and it is extremely insulting.
This demon cultivator used similar ridiculing words to say such words, obviously he did not take Tianji Sanren’s divination ability in his eyes.
Tianji Sanren’s old palm holding the bamboo stick exerted a little force, and the slender old face had deep eye sockets.
He glanced at the demon cultivator of the Purple Moon Society with his only half-blind eye. There was a sudden change in these gray-black eyes, giving people a strong sense of chaos.
With just one glance, he has used the power bestowed on him by the Tao of Heaven to see the ending of this Demon Cultivator of the Purple Moon Society.
“Hmph, scare me?” Ziyuehui Yaoxiu continued to speak coldly as he looked at the single eye that only made him feel a little palpitated.
Most of the demon cultivators don’t believe in fate, they do wrong, and they don’t take retribution seriously.
Therefore, people like Xiang Tianji Loose People are gods in their eyes.
As everyone knows, some people seem to be very clever, but behind the scenes they are really gods.
“Your name is Chong Hui, right, the old man has seen your ending.” A smile appeared on Tian Ji Sanren’s face, and he no longer cared about the previous ridicule of this Ziyuehui demon cultivator.
A dying person, he wants to speak quickly, then let him say a few words casually.
“Pretend to be a ghost.” The demon cultivator named Chong Hui sneered, but did not take Tian Ji Sanren’s words to heart.
In his opinion, Tianji Sanren is just a mysterious leader of an intelligence agency.
There are all sorts of disgusting things going on behind the scenes.
No, I just made a deal with a demon cultivator like us who is despised by practitioners.
He was holding the Soul Jade, and he certainly wouldn’t be doing anything good.
To put it simply, that is – this bad old man is very bad!
If this kind of person can spy on heaven’s secrets, it would be a bit interesting that day.
At best, it is a deduction based on the powerful intelligence behind it.
For Chong Hui’s continuous ridicule, Tianji Sanren is noncommittal, and Tianji Sanren, who thinks he has seen the end of his life, has a different mentality.
This kind of high-level, like the wonderful taste of the gods in the world, always makes him particularly intoxicated.
Just now, he saw that not long after, there would be a long sword piercing through Chong Hui’s body.
This long sword has a unique appearance and is completely black.
Even the body and tip of the sword are all black.
This gave Tianji Sanren an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Although he had never seen this sword, he always felt that something was wrong.
Soon, a message flashed in his mind!
——Lu Chaoge’s [Not Too Late]!
Outside the Bird City, Tian Ji Sanren had seen Lu Chaoge take action to solve the bird disaster.
But at that time, Lu Chaoge, [not too late] never came out.
But the information he collected, and the outside world’s description of [Not Too Late], all said that it was a dark, ink-stained sword.
“Could it be his sword?” Tianji Sanren thought in his heart.
Thinking of this, he leaned on the bamboo stick, looked at Chonghui with his single eye that had regained the gray-black color, and said,
“I heard that your Ziyuehui was located in a stronghold of Qinglongchuan by a man who was only second in cultivation. Jing’s young Jianxiu brought it to a pot?” After
speaking, he deliberately put on a look of sneering with Chonghui: “I don’t know how much damage is done?”
Chonghui glanced at him and said, “Humph, old man, Don’t ask what you
shouldn’t ask.”
He naturally knew of this shocking battle. A sword cultivator with only the second level of cultivation actually wielded an incomparable sword, killing the [July Messenger] Yaoyi. Kill with a sword!
You must know that Chonghui himself is only at the level of six rounds of Ziyue, one less than Yaoyi.
Although he knew very well that Yaoyi was at a high level within the organization because she was special, not because of how strong she was.
However, being killed by a young sword cultivator like this is still outrageous.
The most important thing is that Yao Yi was the one who witnessed the chance to get that chance with his own eyes.
She merged with Chi Xiao, and it was on this altar!
Chi Xiao’s blood and soul poured into her body.
He still remembers the beautiful scene when she didn’t wear any strands, and then was burned by Chi Xiao’s fire to the point of screaming in agony.
“It’s a pity.” Chongxin thought.
At the same time, what puzzled him the most was that after Yaoyi was beheaded, Chi Xiao would probably recover.
How did this weak swordsman named Lu Chaoge kill Chi Xiao!
Tianji Sanren looked at him, and continued to say with his hoarse throat: “Qinglongchuan stronghold was destroyed, did you Ziyuehui plan to do something to that little Momen?”
Chonghui glanced at him, but did not speak. Instead, he squeezed his hands together, and then pressed his palms on the altar.
The next moment, Tianji Sanren was “invited” out of the altar.
Leaning on a bamboo stick, Tianji Sanren glanced at the bright moon in the sky, looked back at the boulder, chuckled lightly, and flew towards the west.
He was about to play his sixteenth move.
………… The border
of
Qingzhou, a small village near the sea.
For the villagers, tonight was just another simple night.
They live here, day after day, year after year.
The newest thing for them recently is that a relative who looks like a scholar came to the house of the old man with broken legs who weave straw sandals, and lived there for half a month.
Compared with the beautiful poplar trees, the village women in the village actually prefer middle-aged scholars.
Yang Shu is so beautiful, even more handsome than the most handsome girl in the village.
But the middle-aged Confucian scholar is different. Although he looks unremarkable, he has a refined temperament and is the type that these uneducated village women worship.
Therefore, in the past two weeks, their buttocks have been swaying very happily, and the daring ones have clearly shown off.
In their opinion, middle-aged Confucian scholars must be urbanites. I heard that urbanites prefer wild vegetables.
In the same way, the men in the city, maybe… um~ um~
Yang Shu, who already knew the identity of the middle-aged Confucian scholar, looked at the daily actions of these aunts, and only felt complicated.
That is Lord Jianzun, the most powerful person in Qingzhou……
In the past two weeks, the middle-aged scholar and the old man with broken legs spent most of the time discussing Taoism.
They didn’t avoid Poplar, but he couldn’t understand either.
His realm is still too low, far from it.
For him, the arrival of Lord Jianzun has not changed his life too much.
The biggest change is that he called the old man with the broken leg grandfather at first, but the old man wanted to accept him as his apprentice, so he asked him to call him master, but since the middle-aged scholar came, the old man with the broken leg Luo Heshan. , and began to ask Yangshu to call back grandpa.
But he couldn’t let Ji Changkong take advantage of him for no reason.
There is no need for teachers and students!
Recognize a grandson directly!
A master can teach his disciples, and grandpa can also teach his grandson!
Wonderful!
At this moment, the young Yang Shu is following his grandfather’s instructions in the past, carrying a bucket out to fetch water.
After he was molested by a wave of villagers, he returned to the small courtyard and saw a middle-aged scholar resigning.
“Master Jianzun is leaving?” Yang Shu thought in his heart.
After getting along with him for half a month, he felt that Lord Jian Zun was an extremely approachable person, with no airs and a gentle temperament. Even if he was molested by village women like himself every day, his face was always filled with a smile.
Unlike grandpa, who has such a bad temper.
The middle-aged scholar bowed towards Luo Heshan and said, “Senior Luo, this junior has been harassing him for half a month, so it’s time to leave. Just before leaving, this junior wants to take a look at the Eye of Chaos, may I?”
Luo Heshan clicked Nodding his head, he glanced at Yang Shu and said, “Boy, you should go too.”
“Ah?” Yang Shu, who had just poured the well water from the bucket into the big vat, couldn’t help but let out a cry.
“Ah what!” The grumpy Luo Heshan glared at him and said, “Since you have accepted this old man’s inheritance, it’s time to know your responsibilities.”
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As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the three figures disappeared from the courtyard.
When Poplar regained his vision, the three of them were already suspended above an endless ocean!
Yang Shu knew that the small village was located near the sea on the border of Qingzhou, and this sea area was the endless sea outside Qingzhou.
The sea appears to be calm, but it is actually turbulent.
The middle-aged scholar glanced down at the sea, then nodded secretly, with a relieved look on his face.
Yang Shu looked down, not to mention the Eye of Chaos, he saw nothing but sea water.
Luo Heshan looked at the confused poplar tree and said, “Boy, [Eye of Chaos] is in the deepest part of the endless sea. With your cultivation level, you can’t see it there.”
“Grandpa, what is it? The Eye of Chaos?” Yang Shu still couldn’t hold back his curiosity.
He couldn’t understand what it was that made Lord Jianzun so concerned.
Luo Heshan looked at him and said, “The Eye of Chaos is the place where alien beasts appeared. The first alien beast that appeared in the Profound Sky Realm was the Eye of Chaos from the depths of the sea!”
“What!” Yang Shu was shocked when he heard the words.
“Don’t worry, for nearly ten thousand years, the Eye of Chaos has not been abnormal, but it has always existed.” Luo Heshan said.
At this time, Yang Shu couldn’t help but think of the responsibilities the old man told him just now.
Luo Heshan seemed to have guessed Yang Shu’s thoughts, looked at the sea, and said lightly: “And this old man is the first line of defense in Qingzhou outside the Eye of Chaos.”
An old man with a broken leg is from a whole big state First line of defense!
One person and one sword, that is, the high wall by the sea!
He looked at Yang Shu and said, “If the old man dies, this job will be handed over to you.” With
just a few words, Yang Shu’s beautiful face was bloodless with fright.
He was originally a beautiful young man with red lips and white teeth. At this moment, even his lips were faintly pale, and his body began to tremble.
Because he was born so beautiful, he actually had a feeling of fading.
– This is a huge burden!
Yang Shu looked at Luo Heshan, thinking that his grandfather would scold him.
Because he knew that grandpa hated his timid appearance the most, and every time he saw it, UU read www.
But at this time, he saw a kind and gentle smile on Luo Heshan’s face for the first time.
The old man patted the beautiful young man’s head lightly, and said, “I’m not dead, old man. You want to carry the burden, but it’s not your turn.”
This sentence made the young poplar’s mentality a little better, but it was only a matter of time.
Just a little.
He couldn’t help remembering that the third senior brother Mo Dongfang loved listening to the story of the great sage Monkey King, and he remembered the great sage Monkey King’s Dinghai Divine Needle.
But…. can I do it?
How can a small sapling survive this vast ocean?
The middle-aged scholar looked at the trembling teenager and smiled.
He couldn’t help but remember that when he asked Luo Heshan why he chose this child, the senior Luo replied: “This kid has a little cowardice
, but a great courage.”
The Eye really had an abnormal situation, and this child will also take up his responsibilities.
On that day, in the eyes of ordinary people, this young man who is the most mother-in-law may wield the most manly sword in the world!
……..
(ps: The last few chapters are about to set off a corner of the world background. When I just wrote this chapter, I read the news of the past few days, about the border, I have mixed feelings in my heart, and then I think of it again. I have written “Dark Night Player” before, and I am proud that I have written works with this theme and core, although I have not written it perfectly…)
[End of this Chapter]