After being pulled up by the master

Inside the inn, Xue Si stood facing the window alone.The white jade bottle he carried with him was placed on the window sill, and the bristlegrass plucked from Xue Wendi's grave was shaking gently in the night wind.

A round of frosty moon white, clear radiance descended from the nine heavens, pouring into this dark ancient city.Explosions came from all directions from time to time, mixed with unknown screams, and the smell of blood, corpses, and indescribable demonic energy continued to gather here.

Late at night.

Xue Si tied the red thread in his hand to the neck of the white jade bottle. The red thread floated in the air, and a little bit of spiritual energy vanished away, like a galaxy far away, winding endlessly towards the room ten miles to the southwest surrounded by layers of corpses. houses.

The old man with a cigarette stick in his mouth suddenly had a feeling, pinched his fingers, and squinted his eyes: "Your master really cares about you, and gave you a big gift from the air."

As soon as the words fell, the copper coins on the waists of Fu Ji and the others shone like gold, and they were attached to the sword in an instant.Cao Ruoyu groaned that the hilt of the sword was too hot, but when he took a closer look, several blisters the size of beans were scalded.

"Young man, your cultivation level is not high. With your master's spiritual energy, you can get blisters?"

As he spoke, the old man glanced at the other people sitting on the ground.Fu Ji was obviously burned too, but he was restrained and could bear it. He didn't bluff like Cao Ruoyu; the tall Zhang He rested his sword on his lap when he sat down, and he couldn't be bothered by several layers of cotton clothes. He didn't feel anything; Shi Wei, who was groping for the blade of the sword, didn't change his expression, just lowered his head and didn't look at him.

The old man smiled and explained a few words: "Your swords each have a spiritual energy of Xue Si, which is enough to subdue demons and eliminate demons. Now the old man will do it for you and teach you what a sword array is."

Cao Ruoyu blew on the stinging palm, his face was distorted in pain: "Senior, do you want to practice the sword formation now, I haven't even practiced the sword move well yet."

"The enemy will care if you have practiced your sword moves well? What is the little thing learning all day long?" The old man blew his beard and stared, making Cao Ruoyu stunned for a while, and dared not say a word.

The ground shook again, and Fu Ji was the first to react: "Get out!"

"boom--"

There was a huge explosion, and the ground within a radius of three miles was blown through, and the rotten bones and dead flesh that had been buried in the ground for an unknown number of years climbed up like a blowout.

Cao Ruoyu grabbed the pinched trouser leg with one hand, swung a sword with the other, and cut off the bone by the waist; Fu Ji was still calm, defending against the enemy, but at the same time knowing how to care for a few juniors, he shouted: "Chelan, Yun!" Where are you guys!"

"Whoa-"

Zhang He crawled out from a pile of broken tiles, his ankles were still tightly grasped by three hands, Fu Ji cut him off with a sword, and pulled him out: "Are you all right?"

"It's okay, cough cough..."

With the protection of copper coins, Zhang He didn't have any serious problems, but he ate a mouthful of ashes and felt very uncomfortable.

"Chelan, where are you, Clanlan?"

Fu Ji was anxious, but when he turned around, he saw the old man sitting on the pile of bricks and tiles, smoking a cigarette leisurely.

There was a bright moon in the sky, but the old man's face could not be seen clearly. He could only see the dim yellow candle flame beside him swaying in the wind, and the halo circled a small area on the ground. The picture was weird and even a little shocking.

Even after many years, Fu Ji will never forget this first battle between good and evil in his life.

The old man slowly exhaled a smoke ring, and countless mummified corpses and bones rushed up behind him. Shi Wei broke out from under the pile of bricks and tiles alone, raised his sword and cut a large area, and the golden sword light drew a charming arc under the moonlight , the boy's silhouette is thin and powerful, like a cheetah pouncing on its prey, taking advantage of the chilling night to devour its prey.

Fu Ji was startled, Cao Ruoyu bumped into him hard, rolled him to the side, turned around, and there was another wave of corpses.

"Second Senior Brother, why are you in a daze!"

Cao Ruoyu panted heavily, Fu Ji opened his mouth, and suddenly clenched the sword in his hand: "I see the sword energy of Cenglan."

"Ah? Isn't our sword full of Master's aura?"

Cao Ruoyu dragged him around again, Fu Ji frowned: "Really?"

He felt that what was on the sword was not only the aura of the master.

"Brother Fu, the key to cultivating sword qi lies in enlightenment, and enlightenment requires a firm determination to move forward."

Xue Wendi's words suddenly appeared in his mind, Fu Ji's pupils shrank slightly, he swung his long sword, and the sword peak cut through the dark night, and there was a clang.

The enemies in front suddenly collapsed.

"Second senior brother, you are really amazing!"

Cao Ruoyu managed to calm down his breath, and saw Fu Ji muttering again: "I seem to understand."

"What do you unserstand?"

Before Fu Ji could answer, Shi Wei cursed: "You can just gloat! What's the point of sitting on my head? Do you want to suffocate me to death?"

He squinted his eyes, and almost spat on the opponent's face, the old man still smoked calmly: "Aren't you alive and kicking? If I want to suffocate you, I don't have to wait until today?"

Shi Weiqi didn't hit one place, and changed the direction of the saber in his hand, the blade swept across, and fell down again.

"Why the hell are there more and more?"

Shi Wei jumped off the pile of bricks and tiles, and heard the old man say quietly: "You didn't do your homework well, did you? Do you know where Pinghu City used to be? It was an important military town. Ten years ago, many heroes were lost here. The ground is three feet long, and all the bones are dug out! Little trash, if you don’t line up the sword array, you will be swallowed up by this tide of corpses sooner or later!”

Just at this time, a loud sound came from above the night sky, adding a bit of bleak and chilling feeling.

"what sound?"

Cao Ruoyu's legs are weak, how come the number of enemies is not decreasing at all, but keeps increasing?

The old man looked at his hopeless appearance, but he didn't sneer: "It's the sound of Hengyan's sword."

The wild goose was unsheathed, and the sword was screaming. It seemed that even Xue Wendi was in a little trouble.

The old man suddenly held the cigarette rod and stopped moving.

"Hengyan? Is it the famous sword of this year's Kendo Conference? Isn't it in the hands of the elder brother?"

Before Cao Ruoyu finished speaking, he was gently tapped by the old man: "Silly boy, what kind of kendo competition! Hengyan is Xue Wendi's sword, not the winner of some kendo competition! Ten years ago, he used his sword to roam the world You were still playing with mud when you were here!"

Cao Ruoyu rubbed the top of his head, and suddenly shouted again: "Senior, when did you come from there to here?"

Obviously before, he was still sitting on the pile of bricks and tiles smoking a cigarette, how could he be in front of him in the blink of an eye?Moreover, the tide of corpses around...

Cao Ruoyu looked around, and at some point, the enemy's actions became slow, and many of them even started to stand still.

The old man had a pipe in his mouth, and directed: "I'm afraid you little brats won't be able to hit them, so it's all right now, can we start?"

He pointed to the southeast: "You, the loudest one, go over there."

"I?"

Cao Ruoyu was stunned, but was kicked by the old man, "Go!"

"Oh, I got it, I got it, senior, don't hit me!"

After Cao Ruoyu rubbed his head and buttocks, he limped to the designated place.

"You go to the northwest, you go to the southwest, and you stand in the middle."

Several people did not dare to slack off, and stood in their respective positions.

"The situation is urgent, so I will teach you some simple sword array arrangements and positions."

In an instant, the old man sat back on the pile of bricks and tiles and began to point out the country.

The smoke rings fainted round and round under the moonlight and disappeared in the night wind.

Xue Wendi scrambled to bury the corpses, Yu Jian went straight to the inn, Sun Yi followed closely, but accidentally caught a glimpse of a candle below, he said: "Brother Xue, I'll go down, let's meet at the inn."

"Be careful."

Xue Wendi responded and hurried to the inn.

But this area was surprisingly quiet. Xue Wendi didn't dare to be careless, and landed on the roof of the inn, turned over and went downstairs.

A barrier formed outside the house.

Xue Wendi frowned, why does this enchantment look familiar?

Inside, Xue Si calmly looked at the uninvited guest in front of him, and behind him, those kendo fellow practitioners who were no different from ordinary people during the day.

It's just that in the darkness, there is a strange green light in their eyes-this is the proof of evil spirits.

"A nightmare has been planted on them?"

Xue Si asked, but the other party smiled: "Guzhu Xue's calm and composed appearance, he doesn't seem to be asking me, but seems to have already determined the answer."

Xue Si said slowly: "At first, I thought you would use a nightmare to let those evil spirits sneak into the city. It would be best if you could kidnap the people in the city and threaten Linyuan. But the copper coins responded to me, and there were corpses all over the place. , Even the old bones from many years ago were pulled out, and I knew at that time that I was in this inn in a dream, and the corpse tide was just delaying time."

He paused, took a long breath, and seemed to be a little tired: "However, I'm very surprised, how did Xue offend the head of Huang, and let the head of Huang pay such a price to trap me?" Here?"

The person who came was Huang Qiuming, or rather, it couldn't be regarded as Huang Qiuming.

"Guzhu Xue called me the head of Huang, which made me loathe this body."

The other party laughed, Xue Si's eyes were blank: "Then, why don't you show your real body?"

"Hey, I'll see you later."

The visitor shook his head, and began to look at Xue Si again, "However, why did Master Xue want to set up an enchantment outside this inn? What if your precious apprentice can't get in and it's too late to save you, what should we do?"

Xue Si didn't answer, but gently raised his right hand and stretched his five fingers slightly.

"The formation of the enchantment is just for the convenience of saving you."

As Xue Si said, she clenched her fists suddenly.

In an instant, flesh and blood flew across the inn, and the rotting blood rushed down from the door of Xue Sifang on the second floor like a torrent, smashing doors, windows, tables and chairs, and even the roof beams were not spared.

The moonlight came in from the broken window, Xue Si was dressed in white and snowy, expressionless, as cold as ten thousand years of ice.

Seeing this, "Huang Qiuming" wanted to leave the body, but found that he couldn't move.

A silver thread was tightly twisted around his neck, and a person who shouldn't be bound by this was strangled so hard that he couldn't breathe.

Xue Si stepped over the mountain of corpses, without any blood stains, he asked hoarsely, "Tell me, are you the owner of that scimitar?"

"you guess?"

"Huang Qiuming" giggled, horrifying, Xue Si punched him in the eye socket, immediately the eyeball burst, half of the eye socket collapsed.

"I'll ask you again, is that you?"

The pain in the body spread to the soul inside, and "Huang Qiuming" struggled violently.

Xue Si's fingers curled slightly, and the silver thread cut off the opponent's hands and feet directly.

"Tell me, is that you?"

Xue Si said in a low voice, there seemed to be a thin layer of frost and snow between his eyebrows and eyes, which was so cold that it made people panic, angry, and mad.

The other party couldn't bear it any longer, and said tremblingly, "No, it's not."

"Oh."

Xue Si loosened the silver thread, the man seemed to want to say something, but he never said it.

He completely turned into a wisp of smoke.

"Just a brat."

Xue Si suddenly found a bloodstain on the back of his hand, and was a little unhappy.

Unhappy, he withdrew the barrier and walked out of the inn.

Xue Wendi was still outside like ants on a hot pot, running around anxiously.

Xue Si didn't let him in on purpose.

As soon as Xue Wendi saw someone coming out, he rushed over without hesitation, and hugged him tightly: "Master, are you okay? Why did you shut me out?"

"fine."

Xue Si replied lightly, Xue Wendi smelled the light fragrance on his body, and gradually calmed down from his flustered mood, but when he smelled it carefully, he found a strong smell of blood coming from the inn.

"All, all gone?"

Xue Wendi was stunned for a moment.

Xue Si also had a mournful look: "They were all fellow practitioners who had a terrible dream, and they died before entering the city. If they die in the city, they will be easily noticed by Lin Yuan, so—"

It was too late to save.

Xue Wendi sighed deeply: "It seems that there must be chaos this time."

"Ah."

Xue Si also wanted to hug him back, but remembering the blood on his hands, he didn't touch him.

Xue Wendi just hugged him for a while, and was about to drag him to find some juniors, so he naturally noticed the blood.

"Hurt?"

He tightened his heart again, cut a piece of cloth from his body and bound it up for the man.

Xue Si shook his head: "It's okay, I just punched a brat."

"Ah?" Xue Wendi pondered, "No, Master, are you the type of person who can speak with fists?"

Xue Si didn't even blink: "I made a mistake, I thought he was my rival in love."

"Ok?"

Xue Wendi was quite surprised, Xue Si pulled his hands away, and avoided the topic: "Let's go, your juniors are waiting."

"Oh, okay okay."

Xue Wendi didn't think about it, but intuitively, there was a strange sweet feeling.