Jiuxiao

Shen Hao's mind went blank, he rushed forward regardless, and stabbed Lu Hanyuan with his sword.

Lu Hanyuan snorted, and with a flick of his sleeve, Shen Hao couldn't help himself, and was pushed back a few steps. How could Lu Hanyuan take him seriously? If it wasn't for the Huangquan Deng, Shen Hao might not know how to die right now. several times.

"Where's the Yellow Spring Lantern?" He asked again.

Shen Hao's eyes were red, and he turned a deaf ear, he raised his sword and flew towards him, as if he was going to die with him.

Lu Hanyuan became impatient, he dispelled the sword energy with one hand, stretched and grabbed Shen Hao's throat with the other hand, and squeezed his fingers together, using a little force.

The blood on Shen Hao's face disappeared quickly, and veins appeared on his neck. He subconsciously opened his mouth wide, hoping to breathe more air.

Lu Hanyuan sneered, let go of his hand, and let him fall to the ground, condescending: "I want to kill you, it's so easy, you don't know how to use the Huangquan Lantern in your hands, if you are willing to hand it over, I will not only forgive you Your little life will also help you advance to Foundation Establishment!"

Shen Hao ignored Xie Shunhua's body and cried loudly while holding Xie Shunhua's body.

He hates it!I hate myself for being helpless, I hate Lu Hanyuan for relying on my own cultivation to kill people and set fire to them, destroying the Huangquan Villa once and ruining my family, and I hate that inexplicable Huangquan lamp even more. Peaceful good life!

Back then, the ancestors of Huangquan Villa got the Huangquan Lantern by chance, so they got the name Huangquan Villa, but no one would have expected that this treasure would bring disaster to their descendants.

Lu Hanyuan waited for a while, but there was no response from Shen Hao, so he couldn't help but sneered: "You are toasting, you will not be fined, and if you are not allowed to taste Master Lu's power, you will not know whether to live or die!"

After finishing speaking, six beams of white light flew out from the raised cuffs and shot straight into Shen Hao's body.

Shen Hao suddenly felt that his shoulders, wrists, and legs, as if being cut or burned by a knife, flowed through his internal organs along with the meridians, and he couldn't help rolling on the ground in pain.

"You kill me, you kill me!" He shouted with his face twisted.

Lu Hanyuan squatted down, pinched his chin, and said with a grin, "Where's the Yellow Spring Lantern?"

With a bah sound, a mouthful of blood foam spit on Lu Hanyuan's face, and Shen Hao laughed wildly: "You killed me, you will never get the Huangquan Lantern!"

Lu Hanyuan was furious, and was about to use some means to force him to speak, when he suddenly felt a chill down his back.

It was almost an intuition, and he didn't even have time to turn his head, so he rolled sideways sideways.

With a soft puff, he turned his head to look, and there was a small piece of scorched black where he was standing just now, which actually scorched the short grass and land above it.

Lu Hanyuan was startled and angry, and immediately looked around, only to see a person standing not far away with his hands behind his back, looking at him coldly.

Nascent Soul Cultivator!

Lu Hanyuan was startled, quickly suppressed his anger, put on a smile, cupped his hands and said, "I don't know that senior is here and disturbed you, and I hope that senior will forgive me. I don't know senior's name?"

Zhou Yin glanced at him, "Lu Hanyuan?"

Lu Hanyuan was stunned, "Senior knows me?"

Naturally, he has long forgotten that when he was ordered by his teacher to hunt and kill Fan Ximu, he went all the way to the back mountain of the Jinghai School, but because he was greedy for the magic weapon, he planned to take it for himself, but was broken by Zhou Yin and others. Naturally, he wanted to kill him. Yin was alert, so he ran away with other people. After many years, how could he care about those few low-level monks who were insignificant back then, not to mention that Zhou Yin's appearance changed drastically, and he was no longer Wuxia Amon.

Zhou Yin didn't answer his question, his eyes fell on Shen Hao, "What happened?"

"He stole my teacher's magic weapon, and this junior was ordered to come out and get it back." Lu Hanyuan smiled without changing his expression.

Zhou Yin said: "He stays, you go."

Lu Hanyuan was stunned for a moment, thinking that he might have heard my conversation with Shen Hao, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "I want to teach seniors to know that this kid stole things from Lingtai Temple, and this junior is a disciple of Lingtai Temple."

He was originally a Jindan cultivator. After he defected from Qinggumen, he left Nanju, and was active in the Dongyue and Canghe areas. It was easy for Zixia Luoyingdeng, and no one dared to make things difficult for him. When the power of Lingtai Temple rose sharply, Lu Hanyuan had a plan in mind, so he switched to Lingtai Temple.

Knowing the existence of Huangquan Lantern by accident this time, he had evil thoughts in his heart, slaughtered all the gates of Huangquan Villa, and chased Shen Hao and Xie Shunhua all the way, who knew that the latter entered the Jinting Gate by mistake, Naturally attracted Zhou Yin.

Now, when the three words of Lingtai Temple are mentioned, even the top monks have to give some face, but Zhou Yin raised his eyebrows slightly as if he hadn't heard it, "Aren't you going?"

Lu Hanyuan gritted his teeth, knowing that he couldn't go head-to-head with the other party, but how could he be willing to let the treasure fall into the hands of others? His thoughts changed, and he forced out a smile. Just as he was about to turn around, Zhou Yin suddenly said: "Since you don't Go, then stay."

What do you mean?

Before Lu Hanyuan could figure it out, he saw a jet of black sword light coming through the air, directly attacking his face.

He turned pale with fright, and hurriedly flew back, sacrificing the Zixia Luoying Lantern at the same time.

A lamp glowing with faint purple light floated in the air, and the purple light quickly diffused, like a cloud or fog, which actually blocked Zhou Yin's sword light, and the black Canghe sword stopped in the air with a sound, as if encountering an invisible barrier , buzzing.

This lamp is a precious defensive magic weapon, which must be nourished with the blood of the owner. The longer the nourishment time, the higher the master's cultivation level, and the higher the ability to resist attacks. After Lu Hanyuan took it from Fan Ximu, he counted on This baby can save lives in times of crisis, so it is natural to pay attention to daily maintenance, and it has indeed saved Lu Hanyuan several times.

Seeing that Zhou Yin's sword was blocked from the light, Lu Hanyuan was overjoyed, and felt confident again. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Shen Hao who was still writhing in pain. Taking advantage of the gap, he stretched out his hand and grabbed him.

Unexpectedly, he heard a sizzle sound suddenly, as if the flames were being extinguished, Lu Hanyuan followed the reputation, and saw that the never-extinguished purple flame on the wick was actually extinguished by a waterfall of water.

Looking carefully, the water waterfall did not come out of thin air. Beside the black sword, there was also a jade-colored pen tube, with a talisman drawn in the air, as if there was an invisible hand manipulating it. The golden light, all those golden lights turned into gold powder and fell down, and when they fell on the purple light of the Zixia Luoying Lantern, they all turned into water waterfalls.

As soon as the flames were extinguished, the purple light disappeared naturally, and the Canghe Sword was no longer obstructed, turning into a black light and flying towards Lu Hanyuan. The momentum was extremely fast, and the whole person was brought back several feet, and he was nailed to a thick tree trunk.

The cycle of heaven and retribution is not good.He wanted to kill Zhou Yin and others to silence them that day, but he never thought that after decades, it was Zhou Yin who took his own life.

Zhou Yin walked over, picked up the Zixia Luoying Lantern, and threw it into Xumijie.

Shen Hao seemed to be unaware of the scene in front of him. He was so tormented by the yin energy that he couldn't even stand up. He was trembling and barely crawling on the ground. Every step he crawled was in great pain, and his fingers seemed to be digging out the ground. There were blood holes, and he fixed his eyes on Xie Shunhua's body, moving his body with difficulty.

Zhou Yin watched him for a while, and found that he had no tendency to stop, so he pinched his chin to force him to open his mouth, and threw a few pills into it.

Shen Hao swallowed it involuntarily, as if it was another person to torment him, but after a while, he felt that the yin energy that had been running around in his body disappeared without a trace.

"Thank you..." He looked up, and the man in front of him was also looking at him, wearing a black robe, with no expression on his face, and a faint white light all over his body, lingering like mist.

Shen Hao knew what this white light meant. The person in front of him had a higher level of cultivation than the traitor just now. He saved himself and killed the traitor, but I'm afraid...he came for the lamp of hell.

He was disheartened, and only felt the thought of lifelessness, his eyes swept over Xie Shunhua's body, and he paused suddenly.

"If senior can save her, I would like to offer the Huangquan Lantern with both hands!" Shen Hao looked at Zhou Yin with a frenzied look in his eyes.

For Shen Hao, the Yellow Spring Lantern is just an ominous thing that ruined his family. For Lu Hanyuan, the Yellow Spring Lantern is a rare magic weapon, but for Zhou Yin, the Yellow Spring Lantern is a part of the map of the mountains and rivers, and he wants to restore the mountains and rivers. As shown in the picture, the six magic weapons are indispensable. If you have the Huangquan Lantern, there are only Lingji beads left.

He hasn't deliberately looked for it these years, but now that someone is in front of him, he naturally won't refuse.

Zhou Yin said: "If you want to shorten your life, would you like it?"

Shen Hao smiled bleakly: "Sunhua is my only family member, don't say you want me to lose my life, even if you give her this life, what's the point!"

Zhou Yin looked at Xie Shunhua's already cold body, and said, "Bring the Huangquan lantern."

Shen Hao struggled for a while, and finally took out the Huangquan Lantern from the blood-stained ring, and handed it to Zhou Yin.

It's not that he didn't think about the possibility of Zhou Yin taking something to turn his face, but he was already desperate, even if he didn't give Huang Quan Deng, the person in front of him could pinch himself to death with just one finger.

The ring was recognized by the owner, and it was passed from the owner to Shen Hao. Unless he voluntarily, no one else would be able to get it out no matter how high his cultivation was, otherwise Lu Hanyuan would not have threatened and lured Shen Hao over and over again. come out.

The shape of Huangquan Lantern is very strange. A snake carved in bronze winds up around the candlestick. Its mouth turns into a lotus flower. No, compared to the gorgeous Zixia Luoying Lantern, the Huangquan Lantern with a greater origin is much more low-key.

Zhou Yin held the candlestick and transmitted the spiritual power to the lamp.

With a bang, the wick spontaneously ignites without fire, and an orange candle lights up.

"Hold her hand."

Shen Hao followed suit anxiously and at a loss, holding Xie Shunhua's hand tightly.

Then Zhou Yin said: "In the name of Nuwa, I will continue your life."

The faint candlelight gradually brightened, from warm to scorching hot, and then to stinging eyesight.

If the light had any substance, it spilled down from the candlestick and penetrated into the two of them little by little.

Shen Hao only felt that his body seemed to be drained of strength little by little, and the spiritual power in his body disappeared quickly, and even his limbs couldn't help shaking, sweating profusely, and he could hardly hold Xie Shunhua's hand tightly.

However, the wound on Xie Shunhua's back healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the original sunken spine also recovered little by little.

Until the cold body slightly recovered its temperature, it moved slightly again.

"Shunhua!" Shen Hao was overjoyed, but his face was pale, almost like a dead person.

Zhou Yin said: "In order to save her, all the spiritual power in your body has been transferred to her. If it is not enough, you will lose your life force to make up for it."

Shen Hao nodded and smiled weakly: "Thank you senior, I have pity on us holding the Huangquan Lantern, but we don't know that this thing can bring the dead back to life."

Zhou Yindao: "The way of heaven is to damage more than make up for what is not enough. Everyone has a limited number of lives. Huangquan Lantern can't be changed out of thin air. It's just giving her what you have more."

Shen Hao smiled, and said with satisfaction: "That's fine, from now on, she and I will truly live together and die together."

In this world, there are people who forget righteousness for profit and repay their enmity, and there are people like Shen Hao who are willing to sacrifice themselves for others, so the upper world intervenes in the mortal world and uses monks to kill monks, originally to provoke the inferiority of the human race, but However, they also misjudged the complexity of human nature. Because of this, although the upper realm is powerful and even swept across the four directions through the Lingtai Temple, it still failed to achieve its goal, and instead stirred up more and more people to oppose it.

Seeing that Zhou Yin cleaned up Lu Hanyuan, Linglong, who was hiding to watch the excitement, came out with a few juniors, and said with a smile, "Brother Zhou is so powerful, what should we do with these two people?"

Zhou Yin said: "Don't you already have an idea?"

Linglong stuck out her tongue: "I think they are very pitiful. They are also a pair of infatuated people with good character. Why don't we let them worship under the Jinting sect. We have been living in seclusion in the mountains all these years, and we have not confiscated new disciples."

Zhou Yin raised his eyebrows: "I teach?"

Linglong hurriedly said: "How dare I bother you with such a trivial matter, let Jane teach me, just find something for him to do," betrayed Jane without hesitation.

Zhou Yin glanced at her, then glanced at the people behind her.

"Five hundred times of the basic method?"

Several Jintingmen disciples turned pale in an instant, mentioned the two of Shen Hao, and said, "It was the elder sister who dragged us here, so we will go to practice now", all of them smeared oil on the soles of their feet, and slipped faster than rabbits .

These unjust people!Linglong stomped her feet, turned around and smiled dryly at Zhou Yin.

Zhou Zhang temporarily entrusted the Jinting Gate to Zhou Yin and went to retreat. This younger brother has higher cultivation and ability than him, and Zhou Zhang is very at ease when the sect is entrusted to him.

Zhou Yin took over the Jinting Gate, and the daily training of disciples naturally fell on him.

Everyone has experienced an extremely rough and tortuous inner journey towards this acting head.

From the beginning of "Wow, the younger brother of the senior brother in charge turned out to be a Nascent Soul cultivator, he looks so beautiful!", they didn't realize their tragic fate in the future.

A day later, everyone's admiration and admiration for Zhou Yin rose to endless admiration—"Wow, Brother Zhou's spells are so powerful, he really deserves to be a Nascent Soul cultivator!"

Ten days later, the people who practiced Dafa were dying—"Wow, Brother Zhou is so strict, who will save us..."

A month later, the numb people—"Wow, we really want to die!"

A while ago, Zhou Chen had to leave beforehand. Without his constant pestering, Zhou Yin would naturally have more time to guide them. Everyone practiced Dafa so much that they were crying for their fathers and mothers, and expressed unprecedented enthusiasm for the head's early departure.