old grace

After Shangguan Shiyi and Xie Qinghe drove down the mountain in a flying kite, Shu Hanyun also packed the money and slipped down the mountain in a fair manner.

He is the second senior brother.

Apart from the master, senior brother, and uncle who is not at home all the year round, he is the biggest in the entire Hanjiang Sword Sect.

Shu Hanyun told Li Nanfeng and Chen Yiwei that he was going to help the master and senior brother, how could the two junior brothers dare to stop them?

Li Nanfeng hurriedly went to the cashier to bring him the money for the road flowers, while Chen Yiwei went to the pharmacy to search for various medicine bottles, wrote notes and labels one by one, please take care of the second senior brother.

Shu Hanyun originally wanted to take Feiyuan down the mountain, but was beaten too hard by Shangguan Shiyi, and when he was halfway up the mountain, he lost his strength and slid off Feiyuan, almost falling into the cliff.Thanks to the familiarity of the downhill path, it was difficult to maneuver in the air, and it was embarrassingly stuck on a rock.

He didn't fall, but he could only watch Feiyuan flying up the river unsteadily.

Shu Hanyun was so helpless that he had to find the loud arrow and release it, and notify the outer disciples on the mountain to pick up Feiyuan.

The terrain of Hanshan Mountain is steep. After two miles up, the road is mostly suspended bridges and plank roads, making it difficult for mules and horses to travel.In order to prevent ordinary people from entering by mistake, the Hanjiang Sword Sect didn't bother to repair the trestle bridge, and the disciples came and went all relying on their light body skills.If outside guests come to worship, the chariots and horses have to rest at the foot of the mountain, and there are outside disciples who are specially responsible for receiving them at the foot of the mountain, and all the legs used by the Hanjiang Sword Sect are raised here.

After Shu Hanyun walked down the mountain, he went to the mountain gate and led two horses as foot strength.

Shangguan Shiyi and Xie Qinghe traveled by water, while Shu Hanyun led the horse and could only travel by land, so the itinerary became completely different.

There is a strange connection between Feiyuan and Feiyuan. Shu Hanyun is very familiar with his master and senior brothers, and their skills are similar. If you search along the waterway in a short time, it is easy to find the aura left by Shangguan Shiyi and Xie Qinghe.Now that Fei Yuan was abandoned, Shu Hanyun lost his direction.

Shu Hanyun was not in a hurry, he took out the tortoise shell from the bag, put in three ancient coins, and taught a lesson.

The hexagram shows that the benefit is in the east.

He led the horse and walked a few steps towards the east of the town, but somehow felt that the direction was wrong, so he turned around and walked west again.

Shu Hanyun always takes a lesson when he stops and stops along the way and loses his direction.

The hexagrams are consistent every time, and he is asked to turn back and go east.

"I also know that the future is dangerous. It is because of the danger that I want to follow senior brother." Shu Hanyun tapped the tortoise shell three times, and begged, "I am looking for the direction, not my own safety."

Let’s take another lesson, and the tip is still Dali Dongfang.

After Shu Hanyun put away the tortoise shell, he didn't know what to do. The two horses took turns and rushed to the capital, Jing'an City.

Where there are people, there are demons.

The more populated and complex the place, the more likely there are demon cultivators.

During those years when Shangguan Shiyi was still in good health, Shu Hanyun also followed Xie Qinghe down the mountain to learn more, knowing that the place where desires abound, the magic cultivator is most likely to linger.He didn't need to look for any high-level demon cultivator, as long as he could lead the way and help him find the direction of the Valley of Sealing Demons.

After arriving in Jing'an, Shu Hanyun went straight to Fireworks and Willow Lane.

In less than half a cup of tea, he pulled out a man disguised as a woman from the flower building, and forced him to lead the way to find Fengmo Valley.

That demon cultivator bullied and bullied ordinary warriors, but when he met Second Master Shu of the Hanjiang Sword Sect, he almost lost his soul after being whipped by a python whip. That was not daring to play tricks at all, and honestly took Shu Hanyun to Longcheng.

Two days later, Shu Hanyun suddenly led his horse away, leaving him by the side of the official road.

The demon cultivator was confused: "Master Shu? Second Master Shu?"

Shu Hanyun has already gone far.

The demon cultivator was afraid that Shu Hanyun would turn his back on and kill people when he returned from fishing to enforce the law, so he ran after the horseshoe marks for a while.

However, how can his two legs run faster than Shu Hanyun's two horses with eight legs?After running for a long time, Shu Hanyun was not even seen.

The magic cultivator was baffled, so he wandered back to the spot and squatted down, waiting for midnight.He couldn't wait for Shu Hanyun to come back, so he carefully slipped along the official road.

——This experience was so mysterious that Moxiu, who escaped from the dead, used it as a talking point, bragging about it with relish for 30 years.

the other side.

Shu Hanyun's eyes were filled with a strange gleam, and he hurried to Pangu Villa.

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"A benefactor has an old relationship with a poor monk."

"If it weren't for the guidance of the benefactor back then, the poor monk would not have been shocked by the absurdity of the apocryphal scriptures and found the real law in the world."

"Because of this, the benefactor trespassed on the path of the devil and ran into the heart demon pool, and the poor monk came out to save him." The monk folded his hands together and said a sentence of compassion, "The benefactor is still obsessed with obsession, and still has to pervert himself - the power of the Great Demon Venerable, I'm afraid the donor is unimaginable."

Xie Qinghe turned his head to look at him.

This look is definitely uncompromising.The monk could only sigh, and tapped lightly on the tea table with his right hand carrying the prayer beads.

For an instant.

The warm and genial sunshine disappeared.

There was a faint cold light in the room, and the meditation room turned into a pavilion extending into the water, with dark water on three sides.

The monk's seat is in the pavilion.

Xie Qinghe was standing on the empty water.

The environment changed suddenly, Xie Qinghe's feet were empty, and he fell towards the water.

Xie Qinghe was deeply curious.

With his lightness kung fu, it is not difficult to step onto the pavilion or back ten feet back to the shore behind him.But he let himself fall towards the dark water.It fell into the water with a puff and made a big splash.

The water had a slightly fishy smell.

It is also a normal fishy smell, not filthy or bloody pus... all kinds of things related to demons.

Instead, rustling voices came from beside him.

There is no particularly harsh and outstanding voice, Xie Qinghe carefully distinguishes it, it feels like when he first practiced his ear power, he heard the juniors who were far or near talking small things one after another.In this piece of dark water, there seems to be a small town hidden, a small town...

Is this the magic lair?The world of demons?

Xie Qinghe stretched out his hand to touch the water, but couldn't touch a trace of substance.He couldn't even catch the earth soul and seven souls that belonged to the devil.

The monk standing in the pavilion frowned and took a step back slowly.

——Xie Qinghe fell into the heart demon pool, but he didn't get lost, just like falling into an ordinary pool?

Xie Qinghe is ready to get out of the water.

He fell into the water with a slap, and found nothing except that his clothes were wet and he heard a city's magic language.

I don't know how the water quality in this pool is, will it dye the snow-white shirt into the color of Wuqinqin?Xie Qinghe went out without any baggage, not even a change of clothes, and immediately regretted it.It shouldn't have fallen down so straight...

"Where are you going?" Xie Qinghe's hand flashed a cold light.

A dime of silver brushed the monk's cheek, nailed it to the square pillar of the hexagonal pavilion, and brilliant silver flowers were embedded in it.

There was a thin trace of blood on the monk's face, but there was a kind smile in his eyes, and he said politely and subtly flatteringly: "The benefactor mainly recommends the Great Demon Venerable, and this is the place where the Great Demon Venerable receives court. He pointed to the Shiyan Demon Flower in front of him, and made a gesture of invitation, "This flower can face the Great Demon Lord."

Xie Qinghe jumped up from the water, and the water droplets on the skirt of his clothes fluttered away, and it seemed that most of them were dry.

He jumped into the pavilion, held the sword in one hand, looked at the monk, and said after a long while: "I met the old monk once, and I have an old relationship with you. Therefore, I will not kill you today. I want your left and right thumbs." — still don’t raise your hand?”

The monk's cultivation is all in the great light mantra.If two thumbs are cut off and the seal cannot be formed, most of the cultivation base will be cut off.

"The benefactor led the poor monk to learn from the false scriptures and enter the righteous way. Why did he turn his face and blame the poor monk today?" the monk asked with a frown.

As soon as the words fell, Xie Qinghe drew his sword backhand and stabbed out.

The sword light was like a twinkling star, cold and bright, with extremely fast speed, directly hitting the monk's hands.

The monk had known for a long time that he would turn his face at the slightest disagreement, so when the sword came, he ran back in panic.However, Xie Qinghe's sword was powerful, and the speed of that sword was as fast as a star falling. The monk couldn't dodge it in time, and Xie Qinghe cut off a piece of flesh and blood from his right forearm.

The monk was so painful that he ran and scolded: "Didn't you mean to cut off my thumb? Xie Qinghe, do you still count your words? What kind of bad guy are you?"

"Stop being a 'donor' and a 'poor monk' with me?" Xie Qinghe taunted, not stopping.

When he caught up with the sword, two more swords were swiped, one cut off half of the monk's robe, and the other pierced the monk's shoulder against the bone, and when he drew the sword, a huge piece of bloody flesh—

"If you run again."

Xie Qinghe had already chased to the heart demon pool, and stopped when he saw the old turtle who could only spit out human words.

He was holding a sword in his hand, and the edge of the sword was flickering with light, as if he was about to take off the sword and fly out.

"This sword will take your head." Xie Qinghe warned.

The monk only felt a chill down his spine, as if he knew that he had reached the bottom line of death, and subconsciously stopped his fleeing steps.

At this moment, a voice that seemed to be carrying wind and thunder sounded from a high place, rumbling: "You take a deep breath."

Xie Qinghe looked up and saw only dark clouds in the sky, but the wind came from behind.He didn't even look back, he stepped forward, the distance of nine feet came in an instant, the sword pointed at the monk's two thumbs hidden in his sleeves, and with two sword strikes, two bloody thumbs fell to the ground.

Gululu... Two thumbs rolled out a few feet, cruel and pitiful.

The monk felt the severe pain in his hands at this moment, his face paled instantly, and he looked at Xie Qinghe in disbelief: "You... actually cut off my fingers?!"

Xie Qinghe wiped off the blood on the sword, but also didn't understand: "You think I'm joking?"

The most unbelievable thing is the nine demons behind Xie Qinghe, eight demons, and one big demon!Standing neatly behind him, Xie Qinghe didn't even turn his head, leaving such a formidable enemy behind, and went to cut off the monk's thumb first? !What contempt!

The Mozun who is not angry is the most angry, and immediately roared: "How dare you ignore me? Hurt people face to face?!"

"It's people who are hurting, so what has it to do with you demons?"

Xie Qinghe put his sword back into its sheath, but still didn't look back.

He asked the monk, "Are you still going?"

The monk could understand the murderous look in his eyes.If he stayed, he wanted to join forces with the Demon Lord and sneak attack Xie Qinghe.Xie Qinghe will definitely kill him first to avoid future troubles.If you don't want to die, get out now!

The monk only hesitated for a second, a golden light flashed on his body, and disappeared in an instant.

Only then did Xie Qinghe turn around and look at what was talking to him.

None of the nine Demon Lords floating in the sky had skins, so they could float on the ground without restraint, but strangely possessed seven souls.

Standing in the middle is the shining golden demon, who looks majestic and majestic, the most majestic.The eight Demon Venerables surrounding him had only one soul and seven souls, while the figure of the Demon Venerable in the middle was much more compact, because he miraculously possessed two souls and seven souls.

"You have a ghost?" Xie Qinghe took a step closer and looked him up and down, "Sure enough, he looks more human."

The Earth Soul Shuangling is in charge of people's intelligence and talent, and the Human Soul Youjing is in charge of people's emotional proclivities. With Youjing, the Demon Lord is naturally more real and vivid.

In the world of demons, the more complete the soul, the more powerful it is.However, demons believe that the lowest level of demons is also superior to the most powerful people. Xie Qinghe's words faintly belittled the category of demons. Naturally, several demons were not angry, and they all glared at Xie Qinghe.

Only the Great Demon Lord standing in the center looked at Xie Qinghe affectionately with gleam in his eyes and a doting smile at the corner of his mouth.

Xie Qinghe felt that this gaze was too offensive and made him very uncomfortable.

"Your Excellency is Your Excellency the Great Demon?" Xie Qinghe asked.

It's tricky right now.

Because, Xie Qinghe never thought that the situation would go downhill, and Shangguan Shiyi hadn't had time to tell him how to seal the demon!