Tell you not to touch my sword [Cultivation]

"What are you thinking about?"

One person slowly walked out from the depths of the house and walked to the woman along the blood lake.The bones of the people who set up the shadow formation are already cold, but the dark red lake water is still tumbling non-stop.The lake water splashed on the hem of the fox fur of the man on the shore, and the man looked at the clothes with holes in them with disgust in his eyes.

He knows tens of thousands of unorthodox skills, and this hectare of lake watered with innocent souls and flesh and blood can only be regarded as a little sinister, far from being angry with others.He still doesn't like it, even though as a demon cultivator, he has seen such exercises and even used them a lot.

The woman bowed and said respectfully: "This subordinate is wondering where the young master Jianchi has fled to."

"How do you know that he is running away? He may be confused, and he is anxious to ask someone who knows the inside story." The man said, "Don't you have any doubts, why Xiao Daoluan entered the lake knowing it was a trap? Zhongting?"

After following him for so long, the woman also developed some temper.Since he opened his mouth like this, he still has something to say, so he doesn't need to answer at this time, he just needs to listen attentively.

"This pavilion is named Guanlan, which is as famous as Zangfeng Pavilion."

Zangfeng Pavilion is the library of Jianchi, with tens of thousands of books and thousands of rare books.The Guanlan Pavilion can be as famous as it, but it is because there is something in the pavilion.

A peerless spiritual sword.

It is said that this sword was left by an immortal, and only the owner of the sword is destined to see it.Others only know that there is a spirit sword in the Guanlan Pavilion of Jianchi, but they don't know the name of the sword, and they have no chance to see it.

"Xiao Daoluan grew up in the sword pool since he was a child. Even if he is obsessed with swordsmanship, he will not be ignorant of every scene and thing. When he sees his own pavilion thousands of miles away, he always wants to take a closer look."

The woman frowned and said, "If it's just for a plaque, then there's no need for it."

There are many pavilions called "Guanlan" in the world, but this is the only one that Xiao Daoluan can take a closer look at.The woman has never entered the Sword Pond, so she doesn't know if there is only one plaque, it will definitely not attract Xiao Daoluan to risk herself.

"Why is it for a plaque?" The man said softly, "He is for..."

"Master?" It's rare for a woman to see a man with deep thoughts showing joy and anger, but she has seen him twice this night.Earlier, he was angry because of the destruction of the pavilion, but now he is out of mind because of the pavilion.

"Even though Xiao Daoluan escaped, he must have been seriously injured. You might as well go and just say goodbye to your acquaintance, so that he can do it."

The man's ecstasy was only for a moment, and this kind of decisive and exhaustive killing is his true face.He seemed to have thought of today when he took the two priests of the Lin family into his sect and taught them a few exercises that harmed themselves and others.

Those two people were used to the best of their ability, and they died as soon as they died. As long as Xiao Daoluan was injured, the next arrangement would have been arranged in an orderly manner.From the "accidental" encounter between the woman and Mo Lie a few months ago, to Gui Yizong's first battle with Mo Heng seriously injuring Mo Lie's superior, and then to Gui Yizong's order to kill Xiao Daoluan, the news of the Southwest magic cultivator was unintentionally leaked If she hadn't been by this person's side all the time, the woman would have no way of distinguishing which ones were calculated mentally and which ones were pushed unintentionally.

But even if she thought it was Wuxin, in that person's eyes, it might not be really Wuxin.

Otherwise, when Xiao Daoluan was rushing to the southwest, how could that person have already built a house in Wu Town and brought in two priests?How could he use her mouth to let Mo Lie send the elite members of the Guiyi sect to the southwest, instead of intercepting and killing Xiao Daoluan in Guanzhong?

At this time, she still had doubts about the man's arrangements, and it seemed superfluous to lead Xiao Daoluan to the southwest.But that's just because she didn't know that there are dark villas in Jianchi all over the world, only this southwest corner is temporarily vacant.

The woman backed away without a sound.Before stepping back, he caught a glimpse of the man's figure, which was still thin despite being wrapped in fox fur, trembling slightly in the night wind.I heard that Sword Master Xiao is not in good health either, and he hasn't stepped out of the sword pool for 20 years.I am afraid that Huiji will be hurt, and it is not nonsense.

After the only subordinate who was with him left, the man bent down and took out the wooden pestle that controlled the formation from the old Taoist who had been dead for a long time.

The wooden pestle is about the thickness of a finger, soaked in blood for less than half a month, the grain of the wood is bright red.

The man held the wooden pestle in his palm, and seemed to be struggling to draw a talisman on the ground.The stone steps that sank to the bottom of the lake slowly floated up, but for some reason, they didn't come out of the water for a few feet as before, and only barely crossed the water surface.

The man walked up the stone steps.

The soles of the shoes were burned away by the accumulated lake water.

The "Guanlan Pavilion" in the lake has been destroyed by Xiao Daoluan, leaving only ruins.The man was obviously about to walk into the pavilion, but suddenly turned around and left.Under the dim moonlight, his expression was a little happy and a little regretful.

"You always don't want me to see it, but I still see it after all."

……

There are more and more people following behind, and they are getting closer.

After leaving the mysterious house, Xiao Daoluan noticed that the monk who had been secretly following him seemed to have received some orders, so he stopped covering up and began to show his whereabouts openly.

Perhaps it was because of the influence of the yin formation in the lake, and his cultivation had been compromised again, or maybe the opponent had hidden his strength before, and now he was finally ready to make a move, and he couldn't get rid of it easily as usual.

Just those who can tell their cultivation level from the sound of breathing, there are at least five monks in the Nascent Soul Stage, and perhaps some of them have entered the Transformation God.Different from his unstable state, these hunters who are like tarsus bones are all stable and steady, and there is absolutely no possibility of him sneaking into him.

The other party didn't seem to be in a hurry to push him to a desperate situation, but just followed closely. Occasionally, someone made a move, and he also made a tentative sword and then disappeared again.

Therefore, there were no fatal injuries on his body, but the yin qi that was entangled before could not be dispelled. At this time, his body was cold, and the movement of the sword qi was a little stagnant.If he could find a quiet place to sit down and meditate for a while, it would be relieved, but the group of people obviously had the intention of grinding him to death, and only left him with a breath of exhaustion.

That's right, in order to lure him to show up, the group of demon cultivators did not hesitate to expose so much information, and they were always sure to kill him in the southwest.

If he can escape, I am afraid that the identity of the demon cultivator will be exposed.

A person who can engrave Guanlan Pavilion in his heart, a person who knows the power of Jianchi Anzhuang like the palm of his hand, a person... who has hatred for him, Xiaohe, and Jianchi.

If he is not a domestic servant who was dismissed by Jianchi, he must have a close friendship with people of Xiao He's generation.As long as he went back to Jianchi and asked the question, it would be very clear.

But it was easy for him to return to Jianchi, but there was a long river in between.

The southwest is at Jiangtou.

The sword pool is at the end of the river.

He can't cross countless mountains and rivers like the river flowing eastward.He could only run quickly along the river, competing for endurance with his pursuers.

The yin qi wrapped around her body became heavier and heavier.

I don't know what method the two former Lin family priests used. Not only did the yin energy from the lake not dissipate like an ordinary evil, but it got worse little by little with the loss of sword energy in his body.

Even if he is not hunted down now, he can't sleep peacefully.

Running away day and night made his spirit a little weak, but when he saw a boundary stone, he still took a handful of river water and drank it to force himself up.

He's about to leave the Southwest.

Ten miles to the east of Jieshi, the river joins another river, changing from rapid to gentle. The river is several times wider, and there are also navigable ships.If you can take a light boat and go down the river, you can return to Jianchi within half a month.

The patience of the chaser should be exhausted at this time.He didn't make a move before, just because he was afraid that Xiao Daoluan would fight against the trapped beast, and if he didn't make a move now, he might let him escape.This is absolutely impossible.

The temptation of one person with one sword quickly turned into a joint attack of two or three people.By the time Xiao Daoluan was about seven miles away from the boundary stone, he had fought against nearly ten people.

He didn't know how he could still lift the sword.

Ordinarily, the other party took turns to fight, and what they were fighting was the idea of ​​polishing the sword energy in his body little by little.These days, he has no chance to practice meditation at all, and indeed he is about to run out of fuel.After all, sword energy is not comparable to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and it cannot be inexhaustible.To be able to last for more than ten days like him is considered to be a profound cultivation base.

In order to preserve some sword energy, he seldom used sharp sword moves, only looking for gaps to avoid the opponent's ultimate moves, and only fighting back when he had to.

Even so, when he was blocked by ten opponents, he could only be said to be at the end of his battle.

Xiao Daoluan couldn't see any negative emotions related to depression and loss on his face, which made the chasers who had also worked hard for more than ten days quite uncomfortable.Some of them are elite disciples of the Guiyi sect, some are evil cultivators who have contacts with demon cultivators, and they have heard a lot of rumors about the young master of Jianchi on weekdays. Seeing each other these days can only run away, and they also look down on people a lot in their hearts .Unexpectedly, he was still stubborn.

There is no need to say anything hypocritically, they have only one purpose, which is to kill the enemy in the southwest.

Seeing that they were about to leave the Southwest Territory, they didn't care about pity on their own cultivation, and used whatever housekeeping skills they had.Xiao Daoluan was a little overwhelmed for a while.Even when his cultivation was intact, it would be difficult to deal with it, let alone now.

Mo Jian whispered, as if he was complaining for his master.

It is shameful for sword cultivators to hold a sword in their hands and have no way to get out of trouble.A sword cultivator like Xiao Daoluan who became famous at a young age and everything goes smoothly has never encountered such a powerless situation.

This is not compared to Mo Heng's time.At that time, he had no distracting thoughts in his mind, only wanted a battle, only wanted a sword.

At this time, it's not that he can't use the sword to fight his life, but he feels somewhat reluctant and has no reason to fight his life.The way of swordsmanship he practiced in the past disappeared under countless worries.

Even if all these people are beheaded here, what then?

He, who is seriously injured and unable to recover, how will he return to Jianchi, and how will he...

The river kept flowing, and he actually saw a bit of ruthlessness.It seemed that the tactful thoughts that hadn't been tasted for hundreds of years rushed out in an instant.

Xiao Daoluan thought a little inappropriately, if he knew that now, when he was in Guanzhong, he shouldn't be merciful.Shen Ke said he wanted to look at the stars, watch the moon and talk about life, so did he really let him?If he can see Shen Ke again, he will definitely...

Then he met the man he was sure to want.