In the backyard of the ancient house and outside the embroidered building, a battle was going on.
The bearded swordsman who traveled far away just to slay demons, although his martial arts level is not too high and solid in the four realms, the sword in his hand is a very high-quality magic weapon. After infusing it with true energy,
When the sword was drawn out, red light bloomed, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder, which was unstoppable.
The old woman who was guarding the Sanjin Courtyard before turned out to be a hidden Qi Practitioner of the Third Realm. However, she was old and lacked energy. She was still defeated by the big-bearded hero and the sword. She was defeated in a dozen rounds.
The big man knocked him unconscious with the back of his knife, kicked him, and knocked him into the side room, where he passed out.
Originally, the old woman was not so unbearable, but she had been in the cage for a long time and had been infiltrated by the evil spirit gathered by the formation. Although she was not a shady ghost cultivator, she was naturally afraid of the masculine energy of the sword. Moreover,
The bearded swordsman has traveled far and wide and has extremely rich fighting experience. The old woman's rapid defeat is indeed reasonable.
When we finally entered the courtyard, at first the male owner of the ancient house chose to fight off the enemy alone. He dropped into the courtyard from the beauty side and picked up a long sword that had been dusted for a long time. The sword body was as cool as water. He faced off against the swordsman and the sword moved with ease.
Instead of confronting the sword head-on, every time he drew the sword, it pierced the bearded man's key energy palace. The tip of the sword revealed a green sword light, bringing out a trace of sad and beautiful fireflies in the rain.
The bearded swordsman has the style of a warrior on the battlefield. He is unpretentious and unpretentious. Every time he strikes out with his sword, he is fast and fierce. His moves are neither complicated nor subtle.
If you hit him, you will be seriously injured. Against the superior swordsmanship of the man in black, the bearded swordsman still has strength to spare.
After showing him some clues, the man drew his sword even more swiftly, because he had some real fire, and cursed: "You birdman, you are obviously born in the righteous path of the immortal family. If you don't strive for the good path of immortality, why are you willing to fall?"
?!In the end, he became half-human and half-ghost, favoring this female ghost, and causing harm to this place, which is hundreds of miles away and deserted?! Do you think you should die?"
The bearded man shouted angrily, holding the knife in both hands, and slashed hard, hitting the man's sword with one blow, until both the man and the sword collapsed several feet away. The young-looking but gray-haired owner of the ancient house slipped all the way.
, rain was splashing under his feet, and he finally stood still, swallowing a mouthful of blood that rushed to his throat. The man with a withered expression twisted his wrist and shook a sword flower, instantly shattering countless raindrops near the tip of the sword, and the cracking sound was like
Spring firecrackers.
The big bearded man stepped forward heavily, holding a knife in one hand. The precious light flowed, shining on the whole arm and shrouding it in the light. The big man pointed at the man with one hand and glared at him, "Buddhists say that turning back is the end, you bully."
Why don’t you stop this bastard who killed your ancestors?! Do you really think that I, Mr. Xu, don’t dare to kill you as well?!”
That man spoke for the first time tonight. He was probably full of poetry. Although his voice was hoarse, like a dull knife sharpened by stone, his temperament was elegant and his expression was calm. Instead of saying anything bad, he joked: "Buddhist
He also said that he would put down his butcher’s knife and become a Buddha immediately.”
The bearded swordsman looked around and glanced up at the beauty salon on the second floor where the door was closed. After looking away, he said with a smile: "Hey, you are still in the mood to gossip with me here. It seems that you have some support, that's right.
Based on your background and your cultivation as a qigong practitioner who is at the bottom of the Five Realms, it is impossible to say that you have already built such a dirty family business in the past hundred years, otherwise the nearby gods of mountains and rivers would not treat you for what you did.
, and turned a blind eye. If I am not wrong, although you must have no shame to recognize your ancestors and return to the clan, you still have to do a lot of things like raising tiger skins outside to scare outsiders from touching you at all."
At this point, the big man was extremely angry, his face was like the angry eyes of the king in the temple statue, and his tongue burst into laughter and he said: "Yes or no?!"
The man holding the long sword smiled and said nothing, with some sadness deep in his eyes.
The bearded man said sternly: "I gave you a chance to be a new person, but if you don't want it, don't blame Mr. Xu for being ruthless in slaying demons!"
Before the man took out the sword, he sighed, feeling a little guilty, then bit his finger, drew characters on the blade of the sword, and wrote a Qing Ci Dan book with his own essence and blood.
Qing Ci Bao Gao is one of the Taoist rituals. It is said that in ancient times, you can write to the gods, directly reach the heaven, and connect the heaven and the earth. Once you are sincere and accepted by the gods, various magical powers will come to you, such as writing to the gods of Leibu.
Once the Qingci appears, he can even hold thunder and lightning in his hands and protect his body with a golden body. In a short period of time, he will be like a divine general of thunder who has come to the world, which is incredible.
"No wonder there is a residual charm of the superior Qing Ci on the screen wall. You, a birdman, are actually an official disciple of Shen Gao Sect. It is really hard to redeem yourself by death!"
The bearded man was so angry that he almost jumped, and he slashed out with his sword. With all his strength, the brilliance exploded, making the whole courtyard shine as bright as day.
For him, demons and ghosts are causing trouble in the world. No matter how heinous their violent behavior is, a bearded man who is used to seeing strange things and miserable things will not be too shocked, because that is the nature of demons and ghosts. If they are kind to people,
, that is a strange thing, so the bearded man has always tried his best to kill, and he will not be so angry like today.
But when a Qi practitioner corrects his evil ways and uses his power to bully others, this is the behavior that makes the bearded man most resentful.
The bearded swordsman was so furious that his momentum was astonishing. The stronger the momentum, the stronger the sword. What's more, the sword was a magic weapon that all the masters in the world would covet. For a time, the courtyard was filled with brilliant sword light and powerful energy.
The agitation caused the rainwater that unfortunately fell in the small courtyard to turn into powder in the air before it even touched the green brick ground.
Although he used his master's secret skills, the man in the ancient house was too spiritless and his skin was rotten. He was like an old man in his dying years. His realm was barely maintained on the threshold of the five realms, but his energy was running low early on. He was like a river bed with a wide river but not much water source.
The stream is almost drying up and bottoming out. This also makes the Qingci Baogao on the sword body increase the attack power of the long sword with little effect.
On the second floor of the embroidery building, a female ghost wearing a green dress and a blue skirt finally couldn't help but appear. She covered her face with one hand and held on to the pillar with the other.
As she appeared, on the other side of the courtyard wall, as well as the ground in the courtyard, verandah pillars, and tree roots as thick as arms, they shot out like crossbow arrows.
The bearded swordsman, who had already gained the upper hand, was suddenly surrounded by dangers, but he remained calm and unfazed. He moved around in the courtyard, dodging arrows from tree roots, and cutting off the hidden weapons that passed by with his sword.
The man had a heroic spirit and was in danger, but he laughed loudly and said: "The old witch is indeed a tree spirit ghost! If you come well, Mr. Xu will cut off all your roots and leave you alive until the sun shines.
Die from exposure!"
A young Taoist priest rushed from the veranda with a pair of yellow paper talismans affixed to his calves, which made him run like a breeze, dazzling people. The young Taoist priest carrying a mahogany sword ran and shouted: "Master Xu, come to the trail.
Help you kill the monster!"
The bearded swordsman was hit on the shoulder by a tree root. With the huge momentum, his tall figure spun in the air and cut off the tree root with one knife. The tree root that fell to the ground was still fluttering, and the one that retracted to the wall
Cutting the root of the tree, there was black blood oozing out from the fracture, exuding a fishy smell, coupled with the gloomy rain, making the yard full of miasma. Fortunately, the true meaning of martial arts in the big man's body was constantly flowing, and it was quite strong, like a layer of golden light protecting his body. He saw the young Taoist
Coming over to join in the fun, the bearded man spit out a mouthful of blood and said with an angry smile: "Little Taoist priest, I appreciate your kindness! But don't do it a disservice. Take your friends and leave the house quickly! Just go to that small town and prepare some wine to reward Xu.
This is a huge help!”
But the young Taoist priest is unwilling to leave just now. He has the duty to kill demons and eliminate harm for the people!
As a branch disciple of the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, no matter how estranged the relationship is, no matter how far away from the Taoist holy land, across thousands of mountains and rivers, he Zhangshan, no matter how unknown he is, and his Taoism is meager, it is still
One of the tens of millions of candidates for the Zhang family’s orthodox heavenly master!
The talismans attached to the legs of the young Taoist are exactly the magic walking talismans purchased with a lot of money, which can last for about one stick of incense. The magic walking talisman, also known as the Jiama Talisman, as the name suggests, can help the user walk like a galloping horse, like an ancient god.
As a result, the Wind Patrol Talisman has been ranked as the seventh grade among the nine grades of the Talisman Alchemy Book. Even if it is expensive, it is worth the money for a young Taoist who lacks combat power and is physically weak.
To capture the thief, capture the king first.
Taoist Zhang Shan made a sword gesture with both fingers and ran along the verandah. He looked up at the second floor of the embroidery building and said: "Urgent like a law, go!"
The mahogany sword behind him swung out from behind the young Taoist. With the slight shaking of his sword fingers, it did not directly kill the female tree spirit ghost on the pillar of the embroidered building, but took a big hit.
Circle, draw an exquisite arc, and finally go around the pillar, stabbing the female ghost's face from the side.
Not only did the female ghost have to help the husband downstairs suppress the sword of the bearded swordsman, but she was also distracted by dealing with the peach wood sword roaring through the air. She couldn't even bother to cover up her ugly face with one hand. It turned out that half of her face was rotten with flesh and blood.
The maggots were crawling, the bones were miserable, and only half of his slightly complete face was left, which was also like cracks in the ice of porcelain. This disgusting and disgusting appearance would probably frighten the less timid ordinary people to death on the spot.
Several green branches as thick as a thumb broke out from the corridor pillars, tightly wrapped around the mahogany sword that was just inches away from being nailed into the face.
In an instant, a silver talisman light the size of a soybean lit up on the peach wood sword, rolling up and down the sword. The gleam of light was the talisman gall, causing the branches to burn like a raging fire, with bursts of green smoke.
As if struck by lightning, the female ghost let out a heartbreaking cry. She quickly twisted her neck, not daring to look at the aura, and suddenly waved her sleeves. The branches that were almost burnt to charcoal were wrapped around her mahogany sword, and she was thrown in together.
In the boudoir of the embroidered building, after the female ghost turned her head, due to the too big movement, the blood clots and maggots on her face were thrown onto the beauty's back. The female ghost began to sob softly, whether it was pain or embarrassment.
"Yingying!"
When the man holding the sword saw this scene, he let out a soft cry. He couldn't help himself and called out the female ghost's maiden name. The man was heartbroken and said sadly: "You are going too far! Why are you colluding with the mountain god of the Yin Temple and forcing you so hard?"
We couple?! Although Zhuo Jing is a ghost, he never does harm to anyone. For more than a hundred years, apart from using my own energy and blood to maintain Zhuo Jing’s vitality, I have only used the ancient house as an array to absorb three hundred people in a radius.
The Yin Qi and filth in it are just evil, but it is the obscene mountain god who seizes the luck of the mountains and rivers for his own cultivation. One of you claims to be a hero, and the other is a Taoist, why don't you go to trouble him, but come here to be aggressive?!"
At this point, the man holding the sword laughed angrily and said, "Just because our husband and wife are not 'human beings' and the man named Qin is a mountain god, you think there is a clear distinction between good and evil?"
The sword-wielding man with rotten skin and almost no energy and blood held the sword across his chest and stared down at the bright sword light. Once upon a time, the sect was majestic, with green mountains and green waters, cranes roaring, and a paradise in the cave. He also cultivated there.
He practiced swordsmanship and read every book of Qing Ci Bao Gao. He was once a young handsome man who was expected to reach the fifth level. But suddenly a letter from home was sent to the mountain gate, saying that the girl he was his childhood sweetheart and a matchmaker was seriously ill.
The most famous doctor in the county has no way to save himself. The letter home just asks him to practice peace of mind, because even if he goes down the mountain, he will probably not be able to see the woman for the last time. At the end of the letter, his father also hints to him that this marriage will never become his
The obstacles to moving up in Shen Gaozong in the future.
He burned family letters and went down the mountain with his sword in hand.
When she returned to her hometown, the woman was already dead.
He insisted on going his own way, using a secret technique of the Shen Gao Sect and writing a soul-calling talisman with his own blood. He took the woman's body with her remaining soul and rushed to the deep mountains and forests overnight. He would hide in caves at sunrise and rush at sunset.
He hurried on the road, trying to find a place with strong Yin Qi, hoping to help her return to Yang. Over the next hundred years, he spent all his money, effort, and cultivation to build an ancient house and steal ancient treasures.
The wood core of an ancestral female elm tree in the Elm Country was used to fuse the woman's soul with the wood core using the evil secret technique of transplanting flowers and trees. There was nothing left under her dress, only the tree roots. The whole ancient house was a helper.
To extend her life, she also draws the earth as a prison...
They worshiped heaven and earth together on the embroidered tower, worshiped their parents from afar, and finally worshiped each other as husband and wife, and they have been dependent on each other ever since.
To be continued...