The devil has too many vests

In the rivers and lakes, in addition to suppressing the world's righteous sects on the surface, and the evil sects that are dormant and developing secretly, there are the most large and small green forest gangs.

These green forest bandits are neither welcomed by the righteous way nor accepted by the demon way, and even every once in a while they will be used by the young heroes of the righteous way to test their knives, as a stepping stone for their rise in the arena, it is simply ruthless Brush reputation machine.However, it is like an inexhaustible weed, one crop after another is extinct.

Among the many green forest gangs, the Three Mountains and Nine Villages in the Daheng Mountains are notoriously difficult to deal with.

Because the Daheng Mountain Range is extremely vast, and the forests are densely covered with miasma, the mountain roads are difficult to walk.Even if there are righteous young heroes who are eager for justice and righteousness come to the door, those gangsters hide in the deep mountains, and the complex terrain of the Daheng Mountains can deal with them for several months, exhausting the opponent's patience.

After a long time, they seem to have formed a tacit understanding with the orthodox sect.Every time a young hero of the righteous way goes down the mountain to walk the rivers and lakes, he comes here to kill a pass to gain some reputation points, and finally leaves helplessly; and Sanshan Jiuzhai just throws out some insignificant cannon fodder, and the real core power is not damaged at all.

Lianshanwu is one of the three mountains and nine villages.

Although the Dayou imperial family hid deep in the mountains and kept their identities incognito, they always had the idea of ​​restoring the country.Otherwise, they wouldn't have set up a scam for many years, using the original loyal minister as a tool to improve Daoist qualifications.

Xu Hui grew up with this education since he was a child, and he was unwilling to live a mediocre life, so he left the mountains in his teens, took a group of brothers to the rivers and lakes, and single-handedly built Lianshanwu, which has a great reputation in the green forest.

However, after Duan Jiuyou, a saint of heaven and man, went crazy, today's Sanshan Jiuzhai has become history.

If it hadn't been for the last time he was planted by Yan Weilou and forced to stay in the village, Xu Hui would have been buried with Lianshanwu long ago.In this way, he should thank Yan Weilou for allowing him to live longer.

Previously, Su Xinghan only had a general sense of direction, but now that he knew the exact whereabouts of Chaomu's fragments from Xu Hui, the two of them didn't intend to delay any longer, and after saying goodbye to the villagers, they were about to set off.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

The two stopped and looked back.But the old village chief, who was out of breath, chased after him.

"You two sons, wait a minute!"

"Huh?" Yan Weilou looked at him, showing a warm smile: "Is there anything else, old man?"

The old village chief waved his hands again and again: "Mr. Yan is too worried. Mr. Chengyan from my hometown has a lot of kindness, and I am already grateful. How dare you bother Mr. Yan with trivial matters?"

"That……"

Under Yan Weilou's puzzled gaze, the old village chief gritted his teeth, took out a wooden box from his sleeve with some reluctance, held it up in front of Yan Weilou with both hands.

"I just want to ask Mr. Yan to accept this thing."

He raised the wooden box high above his head and explained: "This is handed down from generation to generation by my ancestors. Even the old man has never seen the contents of the box... It is said that the ancestor was the last prince of Dayou. The close guard, this thing is entrusted by the prince. There is another order, Dayou is gone, wait for the time to move. If the world changes in the future, the king's business can be prosperous, and the thing will return to the original owner."

Having said that, the old village chief smiled wryly.

I am afraid that the ancestors back then would not have thought that the descendants of the monarchs they swore to be loyal to the death never believed in these loyal ministers. base tool.

He respectfully held up the wooden box in his hand: "...Now this is an ownerless thing. Mr. Yan has a great favor in this town, and I hope Mr. Yan will accept this thing."

Yan Weilou took a deep look at the respectful old village chief with gray hair and beard, and secretly praised his cleverness.

If the old village chief handed this thing to Yan Weilou, he would not believe it if he said it was all for repaying a favor.

I am afraid that after seeing the fate of Xu Hui, a descendant of the royal family, he realized that everything in this world is empty, only strength is true.

No matter what is in the box, it is not something that a small village of theirs can afford.Unless it is put on the shelf forever, otherwise, once the slightest word leaks out, the fate of Dayou's lineage will be their fate.

It's better to dedicate it to Yan Weilou, a young man who seems to have a lot of background, maybe in exchange for the other party's protection, this is the long-term solution.

In a flash, he understood what the old village chief meant, Yan Weilou did not delay, reached out to take the box, still smiling brightly: "Then thank you, old man."

This meant that he agreed to the subtext of the old village chief and was willing to take Xiaoye Village into his protection.

The old village chief didn't even say thank you, trembling, showing his sparse and yellow teeth in a smile.

"The treasure entrusted by the last prince of Dayou? Once the world changes, will it be returned to the original owner?"

On the road again, Yan Weilou looked curiously at the wooden box in his hand, and said in a joking tone.

"...Could it be that this is still a treasure that can help Dayou restore the country?"

Su Xinghan speculated from the side:

"That's not likely. As far as I know, the royal family of Dayou always likes to tinker with some weird things. They even set up the Zuowu Division specially to recruit pharmacists, swordsmiths, and array masters from all over the world... and so on. disciples, created a lot of things that have never been seen in the rivers and lakes. Maybe this is one of them?"

At the end, his tone was also a little uncertain.

"It's not necessary at first, Mingguang, you said that, it tickled my heart."

Yan Weilou laughed, stretched out his hand and pressed on the side of the wooden box, the incomparably pure zhenqi was input into it along the complicated formation circuit, and the surface of the wooden box lit up with an aura of formation.

He seems to be born with a strong talent for how to decipher various formations. Many formations that have never been seen before can see through their flaws at a glance—maybe this is also the experience left by "Yuan"—but it’s just a mere thirty breaths. When he arrived, there was only a soft sound, and the wooden box opened in response.

A goose egg-sized piece, as black as ink, but crystal clear, like a pure black amber stone, lying quietly in the wooden box, with a square of white and delicate silk under it, and the surface seems to have a halo flowing.

Wisps of evil spirit faintly floated from it, and there was a kind of frightening chill.But this evil spirit is only fleeting, no matter how you look at it later, it looks like an ordinary "ink anchor".

Yan Weilou was stunned.

With his self-proclaimed rich experience, he can't recognize the origin of this thing, let alone what it is useful for.

"Broken Dragon Stone!"

Su Xinghan blurted out.

Yan Weilou looked at him immediately, and asked curiously, "Ming Guang knows this thing?"

Su Xinghan nodded: "This is a strange stone naturally formed deep in the dragon's veins. When the kingdom is destroyed, there will be evil spirits born in the dragon's veins. Only after at least ten dynasties and kingdoms have been destroyed, and dozens of emperors' blood, can you get rid of it by chance? Only by coincidence, the Dragon-Breaking Stone could be formed."

Yan Weilou listened to such unheard-of secrets with great interest, and urged Su Xinghan to continue talking with his eyes.

"It is said that using the broken dragon stone to forge magical weapons can cut a country's luck, cut off a country's terrestrial veins, cut down the emperor's power, destroy evil gods and ghosts, and have some unpredictable abilities." Speaking of this, Su Xinghan added, "However, these are all said by those magic sticks in the Zuowu Division who liked to study the secrets and calculations. It is still unknown whether they can do it or not."

After all, martial arts practice is orthodox in the vast land of Shenzhou, even if there are some customs of worshiping ancestors and gods, it is just for peace of mind.Practitioners don't believe in the existence of gods. A practitioner who has practiced to the extreme is equivalent to a god to ordinary mortals?

If you don't even believe in gods, the theory of luck, ghosts and ghosts are of course regarded as nonsense.

Including the way of measuring the secrets of the sky, in the eyes of the world, it is not so illusory as the so-called reading of faces and fortune-telling, but to calculate according to the number of stars in the sky, which is another method of practice.

In short, everyone speaks logic.

"Well, it sounds quite useful." Although Yan Weilou was not interested in using this thing to destroy any dynasty, out of curiosity, he put it away, "...and try it someday?"

It is about 200 miles from Xiaoye Village to Lianshanwu. The two of them walked in the sky, but one day they came to the sky above Lianshanwu. Looking down from top to bottom, they saw a small area with a black and red roof. Floating corpses, the ground soaked in blood turned black and red, like hell on earth.

It has only been ten days since Du Jiuyou slaughtered the three mountains and nine villages. If you were an ordinary person, the corpse would probably stink.However, the gangsters in Lianshanwu are at least warriors who have penetrated the eight shackles, and their physical bodies are stronger than ordinary people. At this time, these messy corpses look lifelike, and even the terrified expressions before death are still frozen on their faces.

"...I sensed it!"

As soon as he entered the gate of Lianshanwu, Su Xinghan suddenly opened his mouth, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

He changed his footsteps and walked towards a certain direction, Yan Weilou hurriedly followed behind him.

When they came to the back mountain of Lianshanwu, Su Xinghan waved his sleeves and brushed away a thick mountain wall. Amidst the loud rumbling sound, a black hole appeared in front of the two of them.

Su Xinghan breathed out a breath.

Immediately afterwards, there was a flash of cold light in the cave, and something burst out of the air, as if sensing something, it quickly flew towards Su Xinghan.

He reached out and took it in his palm.

An extremely cold sword intent spread out, with Su Xinghan as the center, within a radius of several feet, the weeds on the ground seemed to have been cut by something, and a section was missing, and the surrounding mountain walls and The rocks also turned into dust in an instant, like a vacuum.

Perhaps the only "obstacle" that has not been removed is Yan Weilou, the icy sword intent like a cold wind passing through, but it turned into a spring breeze around him, brushing past without even touching a piece of his clothes.

Yan Weilou praised: "It's just a piece of wreckage, with such a sharp sword intent...Excalibur Zhaomu is really extraordinary!"

When the sword intent erupted suddenly, Yan Weilou stood motionless on the spot without any reaction, as if what was coming was only a gentle breeze.At this time, the sword intent has been absorbed, and it is even more impossible for him to react.There was only a smile of admiration on his face.

He was still a little curious: "I don't know if it is stronger or weaker than Canghai Sword Sect's Canghai Shenjian?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Xinghan almost blurted out: "How can the sea compare to the morning and evening?"

He seriously assured Yan Weilou:

"If Ayan is curious, when I recast Chaomu, Ayan can take this divine sword to the sword sect and try to cut the sea!"

Yan Weilou was stunned: "You want to send Chaomu to me?"

"I said earlier that I am no longer a pure spirit of heaven and earth, and the Chaomu Excalibur can also host my spirituality..." Su Xinghan's tone was taken for granted, "The Excalibur is the shell, and the sword spirit is the soul. If it wasn't for Ah Yan, you use it, do you want me to control the body with my soul outside?"

"..." It seemed reasonable.Thinking in another way, if your soul is out of your body, it would be really weird to remotely control your physical body to fight :).

Su Xinghan's voice continued: "Since you promised to bring me with you, Ayan, I will never hold you back, I can help you! With my spiritual blessing, the prestige of Chaomu will surely surpass the world God soldiers!"

"...No need. I never thought of using morning and evening as a sword. Just carry it with you as a decoration, so that you can accumulate your original energy." Seeing Su Xinghan's eagerness to prove himself, Yan Weilou He still refused, and his tone was very gentle, "Besides, I don't lack the Excalibur, 'Xu Yuan' has won a thousand years!"

Su Xinghan stroked the fragment in his palm, his long eyelashes trembling: "...you prefer Qianqiu?"

Yan Weilou: "...?"

Subconsciously, he didn't want Su Xinghan to be involved in these dangerous battles. Who knew if the Chaomu Excalibur would be damaged, would it affect Su Xinghan?

It's just a magic weapon, Yan Weilou doesn't have a friend for it.

His attitude is very firm.

When Yan Weilou recovered from his thoughts, he saw Su Xinghan standing there silently, with his head down in thought, looking just like usual.

His snow-white face became more and more flawless under the sunlight, the trembling eyelashes covered the eyelids, and the lip line was tight.

It seems that there is not much difference from the past, but every ray of breath exuding from the body is extremely fresh, and in Yan Weilou's eyes, it is automatically translated into "I am so angry, so wronged, but I hold back."

Yan Weilou inexplicably had an illusion that he had bullied him, this illusion disappeared in a flash and was erased by him.

He coughed lightly, and changed the topic with a smile: "It's too early to say these things now, and it's still a matter of recasting Chaomu."

Su Xinghan also seemed to realize that it's not good to be sullen, so he took a sneak peek at Yan Weilou, and found that he didn't seem to notice, so he let out a breath, nodded obediently, and said, "Well, I'll listen to you, Ayan."

"By the way, we got the fragments of Chaomu. Now we should go to Cold Stone City and participate in the Magic League you mentioned, Ayan? I wonder if it's too late?"

The two walked out of the gate of the cottage side by side, and when they were about to leave, Yan Weilou's eyes suddenly froze, looking at the corpses lying all over the place not far away, showing a slight look of surprise.

"Over there... there is a breath of living people... Is anyone still alive?"

The reason why Yan Weilou was so surprised was because he hadn't noticed this aura when he came here, and he didn't feel it until now when he was about to leave.It seemed that the other party's aura was completely hidden before, but now it leaked a little for some reason.

Could it be that there is such a powerful turtle's breathing technique in this world that he can't even notice it?

Under the curious gaze of the two, a small hand stretched out from under several stacked corpses, and it took a long time to push the corpses away.

Afterwards, a thin and small figure stood up crookedly, wearing a large blood-stained robe that wrapped his whole body in it.Just like a child who has stolen an adult's clothes, he is embarrassed and funny.

He looked at the two of them warily.

"...Where is this? Who are you?"