Cultivation starts from crossing three years

This should be the resonance of sword intent!

The accumulated burst of sword intent allowed him to more clearly capture that wisp of illusory realm!

Zhang Qingyuan closed his eyes,

Experience carefully.

unfortunately,

The feeling just now was just a touch, and [-]% of the sword intent couldn't make Zhang Qingyuan break through.

"If Yunjian draws out the sword intent again, there should not be enough time. Forget it, let's go to Jiang's house according to the original plan!"

It failed to break through to the perfect artistic conception of the sword style.

It's a pity.

But Zhang Qingyuan didn't show too much, at least he cut out the sword that had been cultivated for half a month, and the harvest was enough.

Silver Shadow slowly retracted the scabbard.

"The members of the Luoshuijiang clan in Xialuo, thank fellow Taoists of the Yunshui Sect for their help!"

A voice suddenly came from beside me,

Jiang Haisheng, who was covered in blood, barely managed to stand up, and bowed his hands to Zhang Qingyuan from a distance.

Hearing this, Zhang Qingyuan didn't speak.

His right hand did not leave the hilt of Guisheath, and his eyes glanced coldly in the direction of the words.

in an instant,

A bone-chilling chill surged up from the soles of Jiang Haisheng's feet, almost freezing him completely, and he was almost unable to move!

"Bitter too!"

Jiang Haisheng forced a smile on his face, and there was both fear and bitterness in his heart, for fear that this accident would just escape the tiger's mouth and enter the wolf's den again.

In desperation, he gritted his teeth and gingerly took out a storage bag from his body.

Offering with both hands facing forward.

"Your grace for saving your life, a small gift is not a respect."

Zhang Qingyuan's face remained unchanged, and with a move, the storage bags on Jiang Haisheng's hands rose out of thin air, flying towards Zhang Qingyuan as if being pulled by a silk thread.

The spiritual sense probed into the storage bag.

Fifty spirit stones neatly arranged.

Zhang Qingyuan's ice-faced complexion calmed down slightly just now,

But still gloomy.

At that moment just now, Zhang Qingyuan really wanted to kill this guy who brought him an innocent disaster with one sword. Anyway, the other party's condition is worse than his own, and no one will see him in this barren mountain.

Just thinking about the purpose of my coming to the Jiang family this time, and the fact that the Luoshui Jiang family is the home of one of the few friends of the same sect,

Zhang Qingyuan suppressed the killing intent just now.

Now that the other party is so knowledgeable, Zhang Qingyuan naturally let go of the killing intent in his heart.

of course,

In the face of this culprit, it is impossible to look good.

Chapter 82 The Harvest

Seeing the outer sect disciple of Yunshui Sect in front of him move his hand away from the hilt beside him, Jiang Haisheng also let out a long sigh of relief.

I just felt that my back was drenched in cold sweat, and there was a chill.

"You said just now that you are a member of the Jiang family. Isn't this the territory of your family in Luoshui County? How could you be hunted down by these people?"

Zhang Qingyuan took the first two steps and began to search the body of the man with the scar.

Zhang Qingyuan picked out the Qi-breaking needle, a low-grade magic weapon, and the surrounding storage bags one by one, gathered them in his hands, and at the same time searched carefully on the opponent's body.

But while doing these things, Zhang Qingyuan's mind was always on Jiang Haisheng behind him.

He didn't let his guard down.

"Fellow Daoists don't know. These days, I have been waiting for the Jiang family to have a conflict with a family. These people are probably the secret hands of those guys..."

Jiang Haisheng slumped on the ground to recover his spirit energy, while telling the truth.

In his words, Zhang Qingyuan roughly sorted out the ins and outs, probably because a newly rising cultivation alliance force in Luoshui County recently began to have conflicts with the Jiang family.

The previous struggle between the two parties began to become more and more intense.

It has begun to the extent of playing tricks on each other.

By hiring or sending people to plunder the caravan transactions between each other's forces, and occasionally even recruiting some desperate casual cultivators to attack the market, the conflicts and struggles between the localities have become apparent.

It's just that because of Yunshuizong's relationship, there hasn't been a large-scale conflict yet.

As for why Jiang Haisheng was hunted down, he skipped it vaguely.

Zhang Qingyuan didn't ask too much.

"You are from the Luoshui Jiang family, so do you know a man named Jiang Yuan?"

Zhang Qingyuan's tone was indifferent, without the slightest fluctuation in his voice.

At this time, he accidentally found a heart-guard with fluctuating spiritual power from the chest of the scarred man, which was probably a magic weapon of the allowed rank, but it was a pity that he was killed by Zhang Qingyuan with a sword before it could play its role.

It was a surprise.

Then, without groping for anything more from the corpse of the man with the scar, he walked towards the two monks with the seventh level of spiritual energy that he had killed earlier.

One of them was not yet completely dead, and passed out in a coma with only one breath left.

don't think too much,

A sword ended his life.

Zhang Qingyuan paid in two storage bags again from the two monks in the late stage of the seventh level of Lingyuan.

"Jiang Yuan? Isn't that from Uncle Sixteen's lineage? I remember that he was sent to the outer courtyard of the Yunshui Sect a few years ago. I only met him a few times when he came back because of family matters not long ago."

Jiang Haisheng's eyes lit up slightly, as if he didn't see the scene where Zhang Qingyuan beheaded the monk who was severely injured and unconscious with a single sword.

There was a glimmer of hope on his face.

From the looks of it, the person in front of him should be a fellow disciple of Jiang Yuan,

Then everything will be easy to handle!

at least,

You don't have to be like you are now, almost on tenterhooks, afraid of being killed by the opponent.

At this time, Zhang Qingyuan also thoroughly searched the corpses of the two monks in the late stage of the seventh level of Lingyuan, and put the two storage bags into the cuffs,

Looking at Jiang Haisheng, his eyes were indifferent without any fluctuation:

"I have something to ask Jiang Yuan, please show me the way."

For Zhang Qingyuan's request,

Jiang Haisheng has everything he can do.

Originally, he was going to return to the family, and it was a good thing to have such a great master by his side.

So next,

The two walked together and headed towards Luoshui County City together.

along the way,

Zhang Qingyuan didn't say anything, and still looked plain.

In any case, for a monk like Jiang Haisheng who brought him an indiscriminate disaster and was almost drawn into the crisis of death, Zhang Qingyuan would be fine if he didn't turn his back on him.

Fortunately, the other party was sensible and offered fifty spirit stones in advance as an apology.

At the same time, he has a certain relationship with the Jiang family, so it is not easy for Zhang Qingyuan to start here.

It's just that in this way, it's impossible to look good.

Jiang Haisheng also knew that he was in the wrong, and coupled with Zhang Qingyuan's strong strength, not only did he have no complaints, but he tried his best to introduce various situations along the way.

While Zhang Qingyuan was listening to the other party's complaints and sorting out the situation of Luoshuijiang's family, he was also sorting out what he had gained from this unreasonable disaster:

Two instruments,

The same low-grade breath-breaking needle, and the same access-level black copper heart mirror.

They all came from the hands of the man with the scar.

Three storage bags, the spirit stones inside add up to 350 seven pieces,

The richest among them is the storage bag of the man with the scar. Not only are there more than [-] spirit stones in it, but also several bottles of medicines with unknown effects, and more than ten pieces of talismans, one of which Zhang Qingyuan has seen before. Admiralty Talisman.

To Zhang Qingyuan's surprise, he even found a handbook of training cheats for the low-grade human-level martial art Tianying Hand in it, a technique called Yuwushu.

All of them are densely written with handwriting about the man with the scar on his cultivation experience.

As for other techniques and martial arts, none of them were found.

Whether it's the water whip technique or other kung fu or body skills practiced by the scarred man.

Apart from these two techniques and martial arts, there is nothing else to be found.

This made Zhang Qingyuan's satisfied heart also a little regretful of greed.

As for the storage bags of the two monks in the late stage of the seventh level of Lingyuan,

It's a lot poorer.

Dozens of scattered spirit stones, and two low-level talismans, and even the weapons in the storage bag are just hundred-refined ordinary soldiers, which are not worth much money at all, but some collected elixir inside, a few unknown The spiritual mines and spiritual materials are worth some spiritual stones, but the total is only about one hundred spiritual stones.

"Sure enough, a man can't get rich without windfall, and a horse can't get fat without night grass..."

along the way,

Zhang Qingyuan, who counted the harvest this time, sighed inwardly.

An innocent disaster, three monks in the late Lingyuan period brought Zhang Qingyuan at least five hundred spirit stones.

This is a bit much.

Perhaps part of it was the "commission" of the men with scars, but it didn't matter, it all fell into Zhang Qingyuan's hands anyway, regardless of its origin or not.

This,

He also realized more deeply the reality that he was still a poor ghost.

Exclaim a little bit,

Zhang Qingyuan already has a rough idea of ​​how to deal with these things in his mind.

"The two magic tools are reserved for personal use. I don't know if there is any secret hands for the pills. They are directly placed on the Baibao Pavilion with those spiritual materials and spiritual mines for recycling. Find someone to identify a few talismans. Make sure the functions are reserved for personal use. As for the Sky Eagle Let's just keep the hand and imperial object skills as self-cultivation... Even if I can't achieve a small success before the outer sect competition, it can at least improve my strength by a point or two!"

After all, Tianying Shou is a low-grade human-level martial art, while Yuwushu has a low-grade magical weapon, the Qi Breaking Needle.

In the case that the sword drawing technique cannot be unsheathed, some of Zhang Qingyuan's methods can be greatly enhanced.

As for the others,

Just sell it for Lingshi.

The two hurried along the way, heading towards the direction of Luoshui County City.

Although Jiang Haisheng had suffered a lot of injuries, he was a monk after all, and his speed on the road was pretty good.

the next day,

The two arrived outside the gate of Luoshui County City.

Chapter 83 Goodbye Jiang Yuan

Along the way, Zhang Qingyuan was not idle either.