My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult Chapter 143

The earth rejuvenates and all things recover.

The gentle wind swept through the world, softening a little sadness.

On the official road of Yunhua Dao, there is a small wine shop.

There were five or six tables, in addition to the scattered people passing by, there were also merchants and escorts, whispering to each other.

A black-robed man sat astride a wooden bench, nibbling on the melon seeds in his hand.

Sitting across from him is an old man with white hair. The old man's face is as dry as tree bark, his eyes are cloudy, a sword is placed beside the table, and a wine gourd is pinned to his waist.

These two are not other people, it is An Jing and Lou Xiangzhen.

"Guest officer, your wine is here."

At this moment, a lame **** came tremblingly with a jar of wine in his hand.

Good wine!

Before the drink came up, An Jing felt a refreshing aroma.

"Gudong!"

Lou Xiangzhen took the wine jar and couldn't wait to take a sip of wine, "Happy, this pine mash wine is worthy of being a famous wine."

"It turned out to be pine mash wine?"

An Jing heard a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Very full of golden liquid, a foot of white jade dust in the atrium.

Although An Jing had never drank this pine mash wine, he had heard of the name of this wine.

This wine is one of Dayan's famous wines. Later, the winery suddenly disappeared for unknown reasons, and the production method of this pine mash wine gradually disappeared.

Since then, this pine mash has never appeared on the rivers and lakes again. Even if it does, most of them are fake and shoddy.

Lou Xiangzhen looked at the wine jar in his hand, and said with emotion: "The color is as tender as the cold syrup, and the fragrance is like the nectar of eternal spring."

The lame cripple's eyes lit up when he saw this, "This guest officer seems to be someone who knows goods."

Although there are many guests in this small restaurant, there are not many people who really understand wine. The old man in front of him is one of them, and he even explained all the characteristics of pine mash wine.

Lou Xiangzhen took out the wine gourd from his waist and said, "Two more jars, and my wine gourd will also be filled for me."

"Okay, I'll go get ready now."

The lame **** nodded, then walked slowly towards the back hall.

Lou Xiangzhen watched the man walk away and said, "That lame **** is the young shopkeeper of the former Song Mash Winery."

An Jing was a little surprised when he heard that he looked at the limping lame man. He didn't expect this lame, sloppy middle-aged man to have such an identity.

Maybe everyone has everyone's story, and everyone's choice as well.

"Give."

Lou Xiangzhen handed the wine jar in his hand to An Jing, "It would be a pity not to taste this kind of good wine."

"Gudong!"

An Jing didn't speak, and then took a sip of wine, "Senior Lou, how far is your swordsmanship from the sixth realm?"

During this period of time, the two of them have been traveling all the way, and they will exchange swordsmanship and experience with each other every day, and both of them have gained something.

Lou Xiangzhen put down the wine jar, "It's close at hand and far away."

Hearing this, An Jing chuckled, "Oh? Lin Yiyang said that he will reach the sixth realm within three years."

"Lin Yiyang? The one who likes to look at others with his nostrils?"

Lou Xiangzhen glanced at An Jing, "I admit that he does have some talent, but the sixth realm is not so easy to reach. He said that he will reach the sixth realm within three years. He won't speak big words to the people of the world, but if he can reach the sixth realm by himself, this is absolutely impossible."

The further back the sword stance is, every realm seems to be a chasm, especially the fifth realm and the sixth realm. The swordsmen who have reached this realm from ancient times to the present are all well-known masters in the rivers and lakes.

And there is no swordsman in the sixth realm in the world today, at least not on the bright side.

It can be seen that the difficulty of this sword is increasing.

When An Jing heard this, he couldn't help but nodded, "He is the head of the Yuheng Sword Sect. The Yuheng Sword Sect is the top kendo holy place in the world. There should be some special method."

When there are seven major sects today, the Guigu sect is definitely a very different existence. There are basically only one or two disciples in the sect, but they are all well-known masters in the arena.

As for the other seven factions, all of them are big families and have great influence in the rivers and lakes.

Not to mention Yuheng Jianzong, among the seven major factions, its strength is only under the true one.

With the support of this huge resource force, coupled with Lin Yiyang's qualifications, it is really possible to reach the sixth realm.

Lou Xiangzhen smiled and said: "Don't worry, this old man will reach the sixth realm before him, do you believe it?"

Today, whoever reaches this sixth realm first will be the first swordsman. This is a well-known thing.

An Jing raised the wine jar and said proudly, "Senior is before him, but I may be before Senior."

Hearing An Jing's words, Lou Xiangzhen paused for a moment, then laughed loudly, "Hahahahaha, if that's the case, how about we make a bet?"

An Jing asked, "What bet?"

Lou Xiang Zhen said: "Let's see who of the two of us will reach this sixth realm first."

An Jing looked at the wine on the table, and his heart moved: "Okay, then let's bet ten jars of good wine. These ten jars must be first-class good wine, and they must be of different types."

In fact, he knew that with his current state, it would be very difficult to reach the sixth state before Lou Xiangzhen.

Especially in the recent exchanges between the two, An Jing knew that his fifth realm was already approaching completion, and he was only one step away from reaching the point where he had no sword in his hand and no sword in his heart.

Lou Xiangzhen was addicted to alcohol like his life, and he prepared ten jars of good wine for him, which could be regarded as a thank you for his kindness of protecting Taoism.

Besides, An Jing didn't know how to thank him for this kindness.

Lou Xiang's eyes lit up, "Then you have to be ready. The wine this old man drinks can't be worse than pine mash wine."

"It's especially clear who wins and who loses."

An Jing said unconvincingly, "Come on, drink!"

Come and drink!

When Lou Xiangzhen heard this, he felt very familiar, as if he had heard it yesterday, and his expression was in a trance.

Seventy years ago, in the Peach Blossom Forest of the Blue River Sect.

The boy was wearing a cloth shirt and holding a long sword.

The peach blossoms are falling, scorching their flowers, and the sword light is flying like petals falling in the wind, sometimes softly, sometimes violent.

"Senior brother, brother." A childish voice sounded.

I saw a four or five-year-old child with a snot running out excitedly.

"Master bought me a candy man, look at it!" The child stretched out his hand and showed off the candy man in his hand.

This child is Jiang Sanjia, and the boy is Lou Xiangzhen.

"Let's play." Lou Xiang raised his brows and looked at the slug in front of him, "I still want to practice swords."

Jiang Sanjia blinked and said, "Senior brother, I think you have been practicing for a day. Master said that you must combine work and rest when doing anything."

"Senior brother, if you play with me, I will give it to you, the sugar man."

With that said, Jiang Sanjia handed the candy man in his hand to Lou Xiangzhen.

"No." Lou Xiangzhen snorted softly, "Don't disturb my sword practice."

At this moment, there is only one thought in his heart, that is, to make a name for himself in the rivers and lakes, he wants to break out of his own world, and he wants to become the most powerful swordsman in this world.

"Brother..."

"Step aside!"

Lou Xiang shook and pushed it away.

Jiang Sanjia staggered and fell directly to the ground, and the sugar man in his hand also fell into the soil.

"Sugar man, my sugar man..."

Seeing this, Jiang Sanjia burst into tears and choked up.

Lou Xiangzhen shouted: "Cry, cry, cry, you know how to cry every day? Shut up for me."

Hearing Lou Xiangzhen's words, Jiang Sanjia quickly stopped his tears and said, "Senior brother, I understand, I won't cry anymore."

Lou Xiangzhen said coldly: "Hurry up and don't disturb me anymore."

Jiang Sanjia looked at the sugar man on the ground, and then walked away with tears.

Seeing Jiang Sanjia's retreating back, Lou Xiangzhen slowly picked up the sugar man on the ground.

At this time, the sugar man was filled with dirt and fragrant peach blossoms.

"Just know how to cry. It's useless."

Lou Xiangzhen looked at Tang Ren, then carefully put away the Tang Ren, and then continued to practice swordsmanship.

Although Lou Xiangzhen is not very old, he has been practicing swords for several years. The long sword in his hand is like a tiger, and the sword is even more majestic. If you don't look at his face, he will think that he is a veteran who has been invading this way for decades.

"Chi-chi!" "Chi-chi!"

The peach blossoms fell, and the sword in his hand was fast and slow, strung the peach blossoms in the air, as if the sword and the peach blossoms were integrated into one.

At this moment, Lou Xiangzhen seemed to be thinking.

Time flies, I don't know how long it has passed.

Lou Xiangzhen only felt numbness in his arms and an empty stomach.

It was already dark all around, and the moon disk hung high above the head.

"Huh? What about the slug people?"

Lou Xiangzhen looked around.

You must know that when you practiced swords in the past, the slug had already called him to eat, why hasn't he come today?

Thinking of this, Lou Xiangzhen was puzzled and walked towards the slug's room.

"Bang!"

Lou Xiangzhen kicked the room unceremoniously.

"Who!?"

Suddenly, there was a childish exclamation from the room.

"it's me!"

Lou Xiangzhen said lightly.

A ray of moonlight came in as the door opened.

Beside the wooden bed, a pesized child with red and swollen eyes was watching Lou Xiangzhen at the door on alert.

"Senior brother..." Slug said with a slight sigh of relief when he saw the person coming.

Lou Xiangzhen said lazily: "Slug, what's the matter with you? Why didn't you call me to eat today?"

"I...I forgot."

Slug lowered his head as he spoke.

"forget?"

Lou Xiangzhen took a step forward, looked at Jiang Sanjia's cheek, frowned and said, "I think you were beaten?"

"No...no"

Jiang Sanjia said quickly.

Lou Xiangzhen snorted softly and said, "Say, who did it? If you don't say anything, I'll beat you first."

Seeing this, Jiang Sanjia could only explain honestly: "It's Wang Yue, he wanted to compete with me in boxing and kung fu, but I was oversight and fell for that kid's trick."

No one in the Blue River Sect knows who Wang Yue is. The grandson of the Sect Master of the Blue River Sect has been favored since childhood. .

"I know."

Lou Xiangzhen nodded and walked out of the house with big strides.

"Senior brother, where are you going?"

Seeing this, Jiang Sanjia followed quickly with short legs.

Lou Xiangzhen walked in front, and Jiang Sanjia chased behind him.

Not long after, the two came to a backyard.

I saw a five- or six-year-old child in a brocade suit, saying proudly: "That little bean is not as tall as a sword, it seems that he can't use the Ghost Valley swordsmanship, and I beat him to the ground with three punches and two feet."

A group of seventeen or eighteen-year-old young disciples surrounded the child and flattered.

"Senior Brother Wang is a genius of my Blue River Sect, so how could Xiaodouzi be your opponent?"

"That is to say, even the prodigy Lou Xiangzhen praised by the sect master is not a match for Senior Brother Wang."

"In time, Senior Brother Wang will definitely become my top expert in the Great Yan Rivers and Lakes."

"Yes, yes."

The five- or six-year-old child suddenly became elated when he heard the touts around him.

"I become a master of the arena, but that's a matter of time."

At this time, Lou Xiangzhen walked in and said indifferently, "A little melon child who has not grown evenly, also wants to become a top expert in the arena?"

Suddenly, everyone followed the voice and looked over.

When the boy saw Lou Xiangzhen, he immediately shouted, "Lou Xiangzhen, this is where my Blue River Sect disciple lives in a different courtyard. Others are not allowed to come in. You are so bold."

Lou Xiangzhen looked at the child and said with his hands behind his back: "Wang Yue, stop talking nonsense, don't you want to see the Guigu swordsmanship of my Guigu faction? I won't take advantage of you, I will let you have both feet and one hand. , as long as you can let me move one step, I will lose."

A Blue River Sect disciple saw this and said quickly, "Senior Brother Wang, this Lou Xiangzhen is too cunning. He is a few years older than you, so don't be fooled."

Although Wang Yue is a prodigy in martial arts, he has been bathed in medicine since he was a child, but how old is he?

"Get out of the way, I want to see how good he is."

Wang Yue snorted coldly, "Lou Xiangzhen, as long as you take a step back, you will lose. That's what you said."

There was someone next to Jiang Sanjia, and he became more courageous, "Wang Yue, even if my brother makes you have both hands and feet, you are not his opponent."

"Just let the horse come over!" Lou Xiangzhen sneered.

The surrounding Blue River Sect disciples looked at each other in dismay. In their eyes, it was nothing more than a fight between children. It didn't matter whether they won or lost, they just let the two of them mess around.

"I'll see what's so powerful about your Ghost Valley faction."

Wang Yue shouted and punched Lou Xiangzhen.

"Snapped!"

The fist was directly wrapped by Lou Xiang, and Wang Yue only felt that his arm was clamped by iron clamps.

"Is that enough power?"

Lou Xiang laughed.

"you!"

Wang Yue was only a five- or six-year-old child, so he panicked.

"Go to me."

Lou Xiang shook his hands, and Wang Yue retreated to the back again and again because of his inertia, and finally sat down on the ground with a plop.

"Senior Brother Wang!" "Senior brother, are you all right?"

Seeing this, the disciples of the Blue River Sect quickly gathered around.

Lou Xiangzhen glanced at him and said, "Don't say that I bullied you, any of the Blue River Sect disciples present can come on."

"How arrogant!"

Seeing this, Wang Yue immediately said angrily, "Bai Qun, give it to me."

"This....."

When the disciple named Bai Qun heard this, his face became embarrassed, "Senior Brother Wang, I am seventeen or eighteen this year, and I have been practicing martial arts in the Blue River Sect for almost ten years..."

Lou Xiangzhen is just a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, while Bai Qun is the leader of the Blue River Sect's youth generation. Don't you understand bullying?

Wang Yue and Jiang Sanjia are similar, and it is normal for them to fight and play.

"Make a move, you may not win."

Lou Xiangzhen pulled out his long sword and said indifferently.

"Give it to me!"

Seeing Lou Xiangzhen's appearance, Wang Yue roared at Bai Qun, "If something goes wrong, it will be on my head."

The corners of Bai Qun's mouth twitched. He knew that if he didn't take action today, he would definitely be remembered by Lou Wang Yue. In addition, Lou Xiangzhen was really arrogant. It would be good to teach this kid a lesson.

Let him know the depth of this arena.

"excuse me!"

Thinking of this, Bai Qun turned his body and punched Lou Xiang.

"Five-grade cultivation base?"

Lou Xiangzhen sneered when he saw this, "Give it to me."

Whoa whoa whoa!

Only seeing the flash of sword light in Lou Xiangzhen's hand, Bai Qun only felt a flower in front of him, and his heart was startled. When he reacted, his body had already fallen to the ground.

"What a fast sword!"

The surrounding Blue River Sect disciples were all shocked when they saw this.

Bai Qun was considered to be the leader of the Blue River Sect's youth generation, but he was defeated in one move. The young man named Lou Xiangzhen in front of him was really amazing, no wonder the head gave him a high evaluation.

"Is this the strength of the Blue River Sect?"

Lou Xiangzhen held the sword with one hand, with a hint of frivolous domineering in his eyes: "I don't want to waste time, let's go together."

Standing behind him, Jiang Sanjia looked at the back with light in his eyes.

Wang Yue roared, "Give it to me, be sure to beat this kid to the ground!"

"Go together!"

When the Blue River Sect disciples saw Lou Xiangzhen speak so arrogantly, they rushed towards Lou Xiangzhen.

I only saw Lou Xiangzhen's long sword flying in his hand, like a peach blossom falling.

After dozens of rounds, the Blue River Sect disciples were defeated one by one, and Lou Xiangzhen was not feeling well, his face was pale, and he was panting heavily.

Lou Xiang became more and more brave in battle, "What? This is the strength of your Blue River Sect? It's not good for small ones, but it's okay for old people. Let your uncle and master come."

The disciples of the Blue River Sect were all in a state of embarrassment, supporting each other one by one, their faces very ugly.

This building is shaking really hard.

You must know that they were born in the Blue River Sect, and the young generation in the arena is considered to be the best, but today they all lost to a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy.

Sitting on the ground, Wang Yue gritted his teeth and said, "Lou Xiangzhen, don't be complacent, wait for me for five years, and I will definitely beat you all over the floor to find your teeth."

"Five years?"

Lou Xiangzhen laughed, "Give you fifty years, and you are not my opponent."

When Xianyi was an angry boy, he was full of high spirits.

The Blue River Sect disciples present were all angry and silent, the building in front of them was really shaking.

Wang Yue didn't know, but they knew the strength of this Lou Xiangzhen.

Lou Xiangzhen glanced at it and said, "Slug, let's go drink and eat meat."

"Yes, senior! Let's go drink and eat meat."

When Jiang Sanjia heard this, he immediately shouted proudly.

A four- or five-year-old boy said that he was drinking and eating meat, which seemed a little funny, but the disciples of the Blue River Sect couldn't laugh at all.

With that said, the two walked towards the distance.

"hateful!"

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, Wang Yue couldn't help but said angrily: "Let's go, let's go back to eat, they have it, don't we have it?"

Above the pavilion in the distance, the two old men smiled when they saw this scene.

"This Lou Xiangzhen is really a genius." The blue-clothed old man on the left sighed with emotion: "Also, your character and comprehension are first-class, and your future prospects are limitless. You can be considered to have found a successor, and you can be considered relieved. ."

"Xiang Zhen is indeed a prodigy." The head of the Guigu Sect next to him hesitated, then sighed softly.

"You don't need to calculate this every day, which one to calculate, the secrets are endless, can you figure it out?" The head of the Blue River Sect laughed.

"Actually, half a month ago, I calculated it once, and accidentally peeped into a secret."

The head of the Ghost Valley Sect took a deep breath and said, "The general trend is unstoppable, and the Xuanmen will be united again."

"Oh?"

The head of the Blue River Sect was shocked when he heard this.

Xuanmen is divided into three parts, namely Zhenyi Sect, Guigu Sect, and Daluo Sect. The Daluo Sect is not very impressive, but Guigu Sect and Zhenyi Teaching Aid are first-class sects, which shows the strength of Xuanmen.

Now that Xuanmen is united again, it will definitely cause a huge shock in the rivers and lakes.

Thousands of years ago, Xuanmen did not belong to Buddhism, and the top forces of the Demon Sect were now united again, and the landscape of the rivers and lakes would definitely be reshuffled.

Looking at the expression on the face of the head of the Ghost Valley Sect, he knew that things were not as simple as they imagined.

Xuanmen is divided into three parts, who will unite it?

Where is this trend?

Judging from the expression in the eyes of the head of the Ghost Valley Sect, it seems that this general trend is most likely to lie with the Shinichi Sect.

In another courtyard.

On the table were roast chicken, beef, and two jars of wine.

Jiang Sanjia nibbled at the roast chicken, looked at Lou Xiangzhen who was drinking heavily, and whispered, "Senior brother, didn't Master say not to let us drink?"

"Master won't let you drink it, you won't drink it?"

Lou Xiangzhen squinted and said, "Master told you to practice martial arts, don't go out to play, you are not going out to play crazy every day, and yesterday you went to steal the chicken raised by the Blue River Sect..."

"I do not!"

Jiang Sanjia hurriedly looked around, and then he was slightly relieved when he found that there was no one around.

"Come on, have a drink, it's a good thing."

Lou Xiangzhen ignored Jiang Sanjia's defense, but put a pot of wine in front of Jiang Sanjia and laughed.

"me."

Jiang Sanjia looked at the drink in front of him and suddenly became excited.

Lou Xiangzhen continued to bewitched: "Drink, I saw Master and the head of the Blue River Sect going down the mountain."

When Jiang Sanjia heard this, he subconsciously held the jug with both hands.

Lou Xiangzhen said: "Drink this, you are the happiest person in the world."

"Is it sweeter than eating Tang Ren?"

"Sweet, very sweet."

"Then I'll give it a try, brother, you never lie to me."

Hearing Lou Xiangzhen's words, Jiang Sanjia couldn't bear it any longer, and took a sip with a pair of small hands holding the jug.

"Cough cough cough......"

This drink was a bit big, and a spicy feeling rushed from the throat to the abdomen, and suddenly Jiang Sanjia burst into tears, "Senior brother, you lied to me, this is not sweet at all, this is spicy... Ha. …”

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Seeing this little slug like this, Lou Xiangzhen couldn't help laughing, "Of course this wine is spicy."

After a while, Jiu Jin rushed up, Jiang Sanjia's face was flushed, and he felt that his body became light.

Jiang Sanjia shook his body and said, "Senior brother, I feel that I have mastered the body technique that my master taught me, and now I feel that my body is light and light."

Lou Xiangzhen took a sip of wine and said, "Let me tell you, this is a good thing. I don't give him a drink for ordinary people."

"Senior brother, we can't waste such good things."

Jiang Sanjia climbed onto the table drunkenly, and picked up the jug with a pair of small hands, "Come, drink!"

Inside the bar.

"Senior Lou!"

An Jing watched Lou Xiangzhen's jug stop in mid-air, and couldn't help but say, "Come and drink, this kind of good wine can't be wasted."

"Delicious."

Lou Xiangzhen heard that, and poured a sip of pine mash into his mouth, the spicy tingling sensation made him feel much better.

When Fang heard that Jiang Sanjia died, he was only a little stunned. At that time, he didn't feel that way, but as time passed slowly, he seemed to come back to his senses.

Three, really dead.

Lou Xiangzhen finished drinking, only to feel that the wind and sand fascinated his eyes, and subconsciously turned his head and looked into the distance.

Grief always comes unexpectedly, silently, and integrated into the usual trivial things, and it suddenly hits you so hard that it makes you very uncomfortable.

An Jing didn't seem to notice, so he thought to himself, "Good wine, really good wine."

"Ta Ta Ta Ta..."

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves was heard in the distance, and the earth shook.

I saw dozens of men in black riding high-headed horses galloping fast on the official road, looking in a hurry.

"Heh, this seems to be a master of the Qingfengtang of Zhenyi's teaching."

"I don't know what they are here for."

"Haven't you heard that there are notices all over the rivers and lakes now, all of them are looking for ghost swordsmen."

"How could I not know this, it is said that the ghost swordsman did the major event on Nanhua Mountain some time ago."

"It's a pity, the ghost swordsman is also a famous swordsman. It's not good to provoke anyone but to provoke the real one."

When everyone in the restaurant saw this, they all started talking.

An Jing and Lou Xiangzhen looked at each other, both hearts moved.

Along the way, they also saw some experts from Qingfengtang. At first, An Jing didn't care, but then they encountered more and more experts from Qingfengtang.

This is not normal.

It seemed that Shinichi taught where he was and was weaving a huge net down towards him.

An Jing said hesitantly, "Senior Lou, I think we should go on our way."

"Let's go."

Lou Xiangzhen glanced into the distance and said solemnly, "Let's go from here on the left and take a detour."

"Okay."

Ann nodded.

The road on the left is very special. This road leads to Xuanqing Mountain.

What kind of place is Xuanqing Mountain, it is the ancestral courtyard of Xuanmen, where the Xuanmen Mountain Gate was located, and after the split of Xuanmen, there has been no sect here to establish a mountain gate.

It is said that Xiao Qianqiu will go down the mountain every ten years and come to Xuanqing Mountain to worship his ancestors.

His ambitions are well known in the world.

on the official road.

Master Moyun took out a thumb-sized fruit and placed it in front of the spirit-seeking mouse.

This thumb-sized fruit is not an ordinary fruit, but a kind of heaven and earth treasure called water spirit fruit. The water spirit fruit grows on the water spirit tree and bears fruit every three years. The water spirit tree can only be found on the poisonous mountain in Zhao country. Growth is extremely rare.

The spirit-seeking rat swallowed the thumb-sized fruit in one gulp, then lay down on the road, sniffed forward with its nose, and made a 'squeak' sound.

"Just ahead."

When Master Moyun saw this, he turned his head and said, "It should be not far."

Behind him is Ling Yuanjing, and Daoist Master Yuhuai has three more Taoist priests and one Taoist nun. Just looking at their bearing, they can see that these people are not bad.

These people are the real masters of Zhenyi Sect, Yuzhen, Yulin, Yujiu, and He Shen, the peak master of Tongxuan Peak.

Yulin and Yuzhen are both Taoist priests in their fifties, with kind faces and a piece of dust in their palms. The difference is that Yulin has a precious jade pendant on his waist, a purple wooden crown on his head, and a Taoist robe. It is engraved with exquisite lines, and it looks like a fairy.

Yuzhen, on the other hand, was wearing a white-grey robe that was washed and was spotless, and the shoes she wore under her feet were also very ordinary and inconspicuous.

Yu Jiu is a female crown, with a ruddy complexion and good facial features. She must have been a bit beautiful when she was young, and she wears a sword around her waist.

Everyone knows that Yujiu is the second master of kendo on Zhenyi Mountain, apart from Yu Ying, the first in Tianzun Hall.

The peak master of Tongxuan Peak, He Chen, is dressed in a black Taoist robe, with no expression on his face behind his hands. Among the four peak masters, He Shen is the eldest, and he and Xiao Qianqiu worship Ye Ding as a teacher, and he is also Xiao Qianqiu's senior brother. .

Master Yuhuai said condensedly: "Ahead? This place is about to reach Xuanqing Mountain."

Dazheng Yuzhen frowned and asked, "What is the ghost swordsman doing in Xuanqing Mountain?"

Since the disbandment of Xuanmen, most of Xuanqing Mountain's books and property have been divided up by the three gates. Over the past few years, the buildings above the mountain gate have also been damaged in seven or eighty-eight ways. In addition, many people in the rivers and lakes search for it every year. , only a dilapidated old site remains.

Yujiu Dazheng thought for a while and said: "Ghost Swordsman is a disciple of Yan Shaoshan, and he is also a descendant of Xuanmen. This time he came to the ancestral court to worship the ancestors. Or just simply passing by. "

He Chen glanced at Xuanqing Mountain in the distance and said slowly: "What he wants to do has nothing to do with us, we just need to stop it."

Several people nodded.

"Let people be surrounded by dozens of miles, and don't let a single figure be spared."

Ling Yuanjing took a deep breath and said, "This ghost swordsman is very good at concealing the dharma door. Generally, the masters of Qingfengtang may not recognize it if they pass by. We can only rely on this spirit-seeking mouse to search."

"This person is surrounded by alien beasts. UU reading www.uukanshu.com remember not to underestimate the enemy."

Speaking of which, Ling Yuanjing looked at Master Mo Yun.

"Brother Ling, rest assured, we will find the ghost swordsman today."

Master Moyun smiled, then took out two more water spirit fruits from the flower bag around his waist and threw them in front of the spirit-seeking mouse.

"Hurry up and eat, it's time to work."

The spirit-seeking rat swallowed the water spirit fruit in one mouthful, showing a satisfied expression, and then with a 'squeak', its body turned into a black line and burrowed into the dense forest.

When Master Moyun saw this, he hurriedly said, "Let's follow quickly. After my spirit-seeking rat swallowed the water spirit fruit, it was extremely fast. I could quickly find the ghost swordsman within 30 miles."

After speaking, Master Mo Yun directly chased after him.

"go!"

The masters of Shinichi syllabus looked at each other and followed quickly.

Chapter end