Yu Sha

In Lingqiu Mountain.

Liu Daoren leaned on the tree in embarrassment, with most of his chest almost collapsed, grinning, and bright red blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth. Even half of his clenched front teeth were broken, and his breathing became heavier and heavier. , almost like a broken bellows.

Under the gaze of Daoren Liu's scarlet eyes, Yan Jianming leaned down and searched for something on Daoren Wang's body. After a long while, he only took out a Qiankun bag.

He opened it and rummaged around. After a while, several carefully stored pills fell on the ground and smashed into the mud mixed with blood and water.

After that, there are the yellowed pages folded and wrapped in layers. As time goes by, they float with the wind and hang on the branches, like pieces of paper money.

Finally, after touching it, he put a handful of alchemy into his arms. Yan Jianming straightened up, lifted Taoist Wang's body to the side, and covered Taoist Zhang's body.

Then a jade bottle was taken out from his arms, and half of the bottle of corpse-transforming water was poured down. Then, Yan Jianming folded his hands and looked coldly at Daoren Liu, who was still breathing heavily.

"I just wanted to meet you and ask for directions. I even introduced myself to you. I promised to pay you when the time came. I asked you to help carry him around and search Lingqiu Mountain to find him."

"But you just lied to me and insulted my trust!"

"Treat me like a fool and lead me in circles on the edge of Lingqiu Mountain!"

"I saw just this dead tree with its bark peeling off twice in half a day!"

"And it's not just a lie. In just this hour, the two of them tried to sneak away four times, and you also tried to sneak away three times! I can see them all clearly!"

"You could have just said so if you didn't want to help."

"Are there any young and old at home? Are there any brothers in the nearby market? Are you so not afraid of offending me, Ting Changshan?"

Just as Yan Jianming was talking, Daoren Liu was breathing harder, his heavy breathing became messier little by little, and there was almost no blood left in the corner of his grinning mouth.

Maybe it's too painful.

Liu Daoren pressed his hand tightly on his heart.

At this moment, the distracted eyes met Yan Jianming's cold eyes.

Liu Daoren seemed to want to raise his head, and from his slightly trembling lips, his muffled voice could barely form words.

Seeing this, Yan Jianming stepped forward in front of Liu Daoren. With one hand and a sword finger, he pointed at Liu Daoren's throat. A stream of pure magic power followed the twelfth floor of the building and went straight into Liu Daoren's Rendu Second Vein, Zhou Tian.

In a flash, Liu Daoren took a deep breath, like a drowning person being saved.

Yan Jianming lowered his head slightly and put his ear close to Liu Daoren's mouth, ready to listen to what Liu Daoren planned to say.

"When we meet, we just need to be more prepared..."

"A person who can turn against you faster than a dog...well...even a hyena has a little more patience than you..."

"Does such a bitter person deserve to mention Tingchang Mountain to bluff people? Does he deserve to be shy and say that he is my disciple?"

Yan Jianming looked gloomy and was about to get up.

But Liu Daoren didn't know where the strength came from. He raised his hand that was pressing on his heart and suddenly grabbed Yan Jianming's wrist.

"Pooh--!"

"Let's take a pee and take a look..."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Daoren's eyes widened, and with that breath, he completely lost his life.

Yan Jianming raised his hand tremblingly and wiped away the blood sprayed on his temples.

I don't know what he thought of, but his gloomy face turned almost ferocious.

"Hyena... Hey! Hyena!"

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In the underground palace.

Chu Weiyang stepped on Yubu and stabbed out with his sword, and his whole body suddenly paused.

Sure enough, Manager Ma is indeed a man who knows how to sword.

With Chu Weiyang's strange talent in swordsmanship, along with the changes in his state of mind, he now started to practice the thirty-six sword techniques in spring again. As the five sword intentions alternated, it really stopped abruptly after the Qingming sword intention. It became obscure, and there was no sense of Guyu's sword intention at all.

After practicing this over and over again, in the end, the entire thirty-six sword moves of Spring Sword became no longer as smooth as before.

On the spot, Chu Weiyang put away his sword, frowning and wondering what he was thinking about.

After a while, the young man turned his head and looked at Manager Ma.

"So, it turns out there is something wrong with the kendo training method..."

Manager Ma nodded calmly.

"Talent is something destined by God, but when you can't even practice the sword moves of Spring Time Sword, it means that your training method has been thousands of miles away from the true nature! Spring Time Sword, Spring Time Sword, there is nothing in front of you. Where does the grain rain come from in spring?”

"Of course, not only half of your body, but at least your shoulders are out of the mud, so you can breathe comfortably. You have to prioritize, and it doesn't matter if you give up your kendo training."

"It's just that I don't know when I will die. If I really die, if you want to pick up the way of swordsmanship again one day, you will have to flip through the Taoist books by yourself, make random guesses, and practice nonsense..."

When Manager Ma was talking, Chu Weiyang held the long sword in front of him.

While listening to what Steward Ma said, he gently stroked the bright blade of the sword.

When Manager Ma finished speaking, Chu Weiyang shook his head violently.

"No! Kendo...can't give up!"

"That Jingzhe sword was wielded by me from scratch!"

"From that moment on, for me, kendo is more than just kendo itself!"

"That anger can't be let go. If it is let go... I'm afraid I can regain my swordsmanship in the future, but if my ambition is gone, it's gone!"

"Steward, people like you and me have never had a place to stay..."

"This trip to the underground palace is an unexpected encounter. Let me think about it, how is that Lao Shizi Zhai Yu Lou walking around?"

"You said that in the Qi Refining Stage, many times, killing people does not only depend on the level of the person."

"You and I add up?"

Hearing this, Manager Ma nodded.

"Okay! I haven't discussed this murderous sword with anyone for many years. Let's put it all together..."

Speaking of this, Chu Weiyang suddenly had a change of thought.

"Boss, I am a person who can know good and evil. I can truly feel your talent in swordsmanship. I really can't imagine how someone like you could end up doing this little thing in the Demon Suppressing Cave. You're just a noob..."

This time, Manager Ma's originally plain face was filled with a complicated wry smile.

"You ask this... I have mentioned it less often than the sword technique of killing people... I can't remember, it's been too long, I can't remember clearly..."

Chu Weiyang asked before he could continue.

When the young man looked, Manager Ma was already holding the edge of the basket, leaning down, and then disappeared from Chu Weiyang's sight.

After a while, a voice suddenly came out.

"You just said that people like you and me have never had a safe place..."