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The battle with evil cultivators

The sky is going to be dark, and the dusk will dye the low mountains in blue and black, and the nearby Qingjun River is as calm as Bailian, and the crows are silent, standing on the branches with their wings folded, tilting their heads to look at the boy in snow clothes stop.

With the map of props drawn earlier, Lu Muqing had long since discovered the blackish red dot that had been following him.

It turns out that this body can trigger missions. Fortunately, the bad thing is that I don't know what the other party's cultivation level is.

Looking at the refreshed message on the task panel [Kill the evil cultivator: The monk with evil intentions will only end up in the end, eradicating evil and doing everything.Reward points: 30], Lu Muqing was thinking, is this mission the evil cultivator I met before?On the way to Shengyangzong, he also created such a mission.

In other words, this kind of mission can be triggered every time an evil cultivator is encountered.

Seeing him stop, Xie Xiu, who wanted to sneak attack, knew that he had been exposed, so he jumped out.

"The little guy is very sharp, it's so close to Yunluo City, I can't possibly do anything to you, isn't it?"

The man in the gray robe was just like an ordinary monk, with a friendly attitude and a kind smile, "I think you seem to be injured?"

Look at this body, he doesn't look like those from those big sects, but he might be a disciple from a certain family - a fat sheep with a low cultivation level and a lot of treasures.

The young man glanced at the city wall where the outline could already be seen, his tense body seemed to relax a bit, and his tone was alert: "No."

"But your face doesn't look very good - let me help you see -"

The mild-faced man suddenly jumped up, probably because he felt that the kid in the foundation-building period was not worth his time. A Wujin tiger-head gun swiped across his waist, and the slender boy ducked down and jumped up to kick the gray robe away. The man swung the long/gun again.

When the young man stood up again, he already had a black iron sword in his hand. He was coughing non-stop, and the evening wind was blowing his snow-white robe, which further outlined his overly thin body.

Just a sick child.

The gray-robed man felt more relaxed when he made this judgment, and thought contemptuously: A sick child in the foundation-building stage must be a cultivation base piled up with pills.

Unexpectedly, before he had time to attack again, the opponent's sword had already swung towards him, like a gust of unavoidable wind.

So fast!

When this thought floated through his mind, the opponent's sword had already arrived in front of him.

That's too late!

The sharp blade instantly tore through the hem of his protective formation, leaving a bloodstain on the texture of his chest.

Lu Muqing was startled, what a dog, there are protective formations on his clothes.

Although this evil cultivator is not as oppressive as the real person Tan Yan gave him, it is roughly estimated that the other party is at least a Golden Core cultivator.

It's another evil cultivator who is ruthless and sophisticated. If this attack doesn't work, it will be difficult to deal with it. Fortunately, the small magic arrays such as the magic lock array that I just arranged in advance, and the one I learned from my senior brother a few days ago Great formation... He looked up at the sky, and a few stars were shining brightly.

Lu Muqing, who was far away from the Sunrise Sect, directly retreated in the room at the peak of the teleportation formation, and devoted himself to this battle.

The gray-robed man held up his spear/spear to block it, and at the same time shattered the boy's sword with one blow. He stepped back five steps away, looked at the bloodstains in front of him with lingering fear, and his expression was stern:

"Very good, little bastard, I have a few tricks, but I'm still a little tender to kill me, I'll practice in my next life—"

Without saying a word, the young man drew water from the Qingjun River not far away, turned into sharp ice edges and stabbed at him, and was easily crushed.

"Okay." The corners of the young man's lips curled up suddenly, and he raised a spiritual stone on his head. The spiritual power in it was instantly absorbed, and the bright yellow stone turned gray and fell into the dust.

The gray-robed man felt that his spiritual power, which had been slightly blocked, was leaking out crazily, and there was also a vague sense of danger beating in his heart.

Whatever it is, just kill him first...

The chill spread from all sides, and the gray-robed man used his spiritual power to easily "push away" the ice-type spiritual power that had invaded his body.

Ice Lingen... It's really an enviable talent. It would be great if there was a way to claim the other party's Lingen as his own.

The gray-robed man, whose brown cloudy eyes were full of hatred and hatred, clenched his hands, and stabbed at the heart of the unshakable boy, but the stab missed.

The silver light coming from the distant sky pierced through his shoulder blades and calves like a sharp sword, and when he looked down, he found the faintly visible formation pattern under his feet.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the ice sword in the young man's hand, shining silvery white under the light of the moon and stars. The man in the gray robe tried his best to avoid it despite the tearing of the wound—because it was stabbing towards his heart, but still No success, like the first sword.

It's okay, I still have a breastplate, he can't kill...

The moment his thoughts flowed, he saw the sharp sword made of ice and snow piercing his chest, and looked up at the light maroon eyes of the opponent's young man, and the opponent's eyes were indifferent and heartless.

"I obviously have..." a breastplate.

The evil cultivator, who was slowly falling, died with nothing to rest in peace.

Blood inevitably splashed on the young man's body, and Yin Hong slowly fell along the young man's slender jaw line, like a red plum falling on the snow, outlining a beautiful and moving picture.

The formation used to contain the sneak attack is a simplified version of one of the Sunrise Sect's protective formations. It gathers the power of the stars to attack, and Lu Muqing is already very satisfied with one or two attacks.

The ice sword in his hand gradually turned into water in the palm of his hand. Lu Muqing, who had a good style, coughed violently, while mending a knife on the lying gray robe, and then coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Lu Muqing couldn't see his pale face like a dead person, but he could feel the coldness coming from his limbs and bones, as if he was going to die if he didn't return blood.

So crumbly so crumbly...

Fortunately, the system warehouses are connected, and Lu Muqing can get some pills from the warehouse - the main body just went to Danfeng to prepare it the day before, but I didn't expect to use it today.

The self-contained skills are easy to use, but they do consume a lot of energy. He feels that the spiritual power he has absorbed in the past two days is all gone.

After taking all the elixir to restore vitality in one go, Lu Muqing felt that this body was slightly alive.

It's really cool to break through Fang Bao with a sword, but it's also very painful that he can't breathe now and the blood in his body is constantly surging.

Lu Muqing transferred most of his consciousness back to his main body, slightly weakening the painful feeling, but he still had to endure it.

Now it's time for the exciting part of picking up corpses. Lu Muqing, who has just bought the medicine and spent a bunch of spirit stones on the array, can be said to be penniless. Now it's time to replenish the empty system warehouse.

A spear full of evil spirits, a storage bag, a storage ring, a broken heart goggle, and a gown with one or two layers of protective formations.

Lu Muqing only took those two storage utensils, and after the death of the original owner, he didn't even need to decipher them, so he inserted his divine sense into them.

There are not many things, but it is better than nothing: a pile of spirit stones, about a few hundred yuan, some medicinal materials whose uses are not clear, a few bottles of elixir, a scarlet bead, and an exquisite jade slip.

Lu Muqing took it out with some curiosity, tentatively probed into it, and found that it was covered by a mask, and the image of a man in a black robe was too big to be seen, and his voice was hoarse and mocking:

"When the tide is ebbing, in the land of the falling moon, let's discuss the great affairs of our generation together."

I rely on, big fish.

There is only one sentence, and the amount of information is also very large.

Looking at the task panel, there is a new task, and it is the main task: [Find out the truth: Are the evil cultivators who gathered together planning some conspiracy?find them.Reward points: unknown, time limit: unknown]

Both the reward and the time limit are unknown, so is it to be judged by seeing how much he can do within the time limit?

And looking at the four main missions in general: after entering the Shengyang Sect, it is an apprenticeship, after investigating the six peaks, the abnormality of the beast peak is triggered, but the investigation mission has other branch missions... There is also the newly triggered mission of investigating evil cultivators. Lu Muqing opened the mission panel Unfolding one by one, scattered and scattered, it seems that there is no connection at all...

So what will the main line be at the end?

Lu Muqing, who was meditating on the bed, was thinking about the relevance of these tasks. Du Yebai over there had already entered Yunluo City.

Here I need to thank brother Xiexiu for sending the spirit stone thousands of miles away, so that Lu Muqing, who is penniless, can live in an inn in Yunluo City that can only be lived in by spending spirit stones.

Yunluo City, where monks gather, is one of the cities with the longest history in the cultivation world. Of course, it is also a treasure land of geomantic omen, and its spiritual power is not inferior to that of Shengyang Sect.

Even if it is an inn, there is also a gathering of spirits inside and outside, which is a very suitable place for self-cultivation.

Yebai planned to stay here for a few days. During these few days, Lu Muqing, who was in the Sunrise Sect, noticed that someone seemed to be following him?

Every day, there are one or two small light yellow dots following him. According to his observation, white is irrelevant to passers-by, green is friendly, and red is enemy. This color probably means...a little bit of hostility?

Curiously, he probed with his divine sense, and found out that he was a disciple of Jianfeng, so he knew why.

Lu Muqing wanted to know what these people wanted to do, so he walked along a fixed route for a few days every day, and finally, two days later, he met them on a road between the sparsely populated Dan Peak and the Beast Peak.

When a monk starts to practice, he will be asked what Tao he wants to practice, choose a starting point, and when he has cultivated to a certain level, he will also start to think about what the Tao he wants to practice.

Many seniors with advanced cultivation always warn: Cultivating the Tao is cultivating the mind.

Sword cultivators and masters of kendo must have the heart of honesty, truthfulness, evil and righteousness like the sword in their hands, so that they can go far in the way of kendo.

Therefore, among the generation of evil cultivators, although there are many swordsmen, there are very few sword cultivators.

However, this does not mean that there are no sword cultivators who are intriguing and jealous. Lu Muqing looked at the five foundation-building sword cultivators blocking him with his chest in his arms, and felt a little funny:

"I'm a little flattered to trouble the five senior brothers."

Because Sheng Yangzong clearly forbids disciples to fight in secret, they couldn't bear to confront Lu Muqing face-to-face with these Jianfeng disciples as Foundation Establishment cultivators. After squatting for several days, they finally found themselves.

The five people who had been squatting for a long time happily embraced their respective swords, and stood in front of the formation disciple who had slapped them in the face and was about to be beaten by them, with their toes proud.

The author says:

Question:

So who squatted whom?

I don’t understand why the cold weapon long/gun can be dropped by mouth——11.23 change the word to leave love for you＾3＾Thank you, Bao——

Thank you Bao for the nutrient solution, mua——

At the same time, thank you very much for your comments, which are really the enthusiasm and motivation to keep me writing!