The blood-colored fist seal lake was like boiling, endlessly chaotic, and then slowly gathered into a huge whirlpool, and finally calmed down slowly. If Qin Yifan hadn't known that the man in the lake would never be this lake, otherwise he would have misunderstood,
This blood and water is the true nature of the man in the lake.
The three people who were thrown up had already lost consciousness. After landing, they fell heavily to the ground and could not move. Their whole bodies were numb. The beggar also suffered some minor injuries due to the sudden rush of exercise.
harm.
The hand that grabbed the flying sword belonged to Qin Yifan. A flying sword without the control of its owner, as long as it does not touch its edge, is no different from a fluttering weapon, unless the flat surface of the blade can also hurt people. Fortunately, it does not
Things like this happen.
Of course, Qin Yifan did not do anything rashly. He could do whatever he wanted here, and the real power he carried in his hand was enough to control this ownerless flying sword. The beggar looked at it looking relaxed, but in fact Qin Yifan was also cautious.
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But in the eyes of the beggar, it is completely different. Whether it is a weapon cultivator or a mind cultivator, when both sides have similar cultivation levels, who dares to be so bold as to catch such an out-of-control flying sword? A flying sword without a master
Swords don't even distinguish between friend and foe, so how can they dare to pick them up head-on? But he doesn't know that in the hands of martial arts practitioners, this is just a normal way of picking up hidden weapons, just replacing the hidden weapon with a flying sword.
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The blood-colored lake surface has long since returned to normal, but the three comatose people have not yet woken up. The three people who were originally handsome and graceful now all look like drowned rats.
According to Lin Qiulu, Old Taoist Yuan Qing was just a piece of shit in front of the three of them, but no one wanted to get involved in the many troubles behind that old Taoist, so they ignored him. From this point of view, Brother Huzhong this time
This is incredible. In the past, it was difficult even to deal with Yuan Qing, but now he has subdued three people at the same time. The increase in cultivation is not as powerful as doubling.
The flying sword in his hand, now without the influence of the brother in the lake, is generating a force, as if it is returning to its owner. After struggling continuously, Qin Yifan only controlled it for a few times before letting go of the flying sword.
Holding his hand, he watched the flying sword automatically fly back to its owner. With such obedience, Qin Yifan couldn't help but sigh. No wonder everyone wants a good magic weapon. Just by recognizing the owner, he can
People in the world are so envious that they vomit blood.
The beggar recovered the fastest. After all, he never made a move. He only used his skills to defend at the last moment and was the least injured. However, the three of them waited for a long time and there was no movement. If it weren't for the fact that the breathing of the three of them could not be heard from a distance.
You can see their bodies rising and falling as they breathe, and you really think they are all dead.
"Which hidden master are you a disciple of?" This time it was the beggar who took the initiative to speak. After all, no matter how old he was, Qin Yifan did not look like his peers or elders. The beggar had his own principles and would never
He would buy and sell to women and juniors by force. However, what happened not long ago made him really doubtful. Is it true that Qin Yifan is not a martial arts practitioner?
"I don't have a master!" Qin Yifan told the truth, but the beggar seemed a little unconvinced. This is no wonder the beggar. Anyone who sees this scene and knows what a flying sword is will have similar thoughts. How could an ordinary person do it?
It is absolutely impossible to casually catch the flying sword of a cultivator and still be undamaged!
The beggar looked at Qin Yifan intently, his eyes full of doubts. Could it be that the person who survived the small calamity was not someone else, but the young man in front of him? Impossible. Although the young man has some faint traces of spiritual power, he is not as capable as him.
Compared with the level of surviving the minor tribulation, it is far inferior. How is it possible? In response to Qin Yifan's answer, the beggar just curled his lips and said nothing.
The injuries of the three people look serious, and they are still unable to wake up. If the beggar had not been there, Qin Yifan might have thrown the three people back into the water, but it is not that convenient now. Zhang Chong is a disciple of the Alchemy Sect, so he happened to be called over to deal with it.
.The beggar has been watching, neither rescuing nor hindering rescuing people. It is very strange. I wonder if it is his rule.
At present, the three of them were all seriously injured. At least they slowly woke up after returning to the inn. They endured the discomfort here and hurriedly adjusted their breathing to recover. The news here has spread, and there will be news by then.
It is not a good sign for more people to come and drag their injured bodies with them.
Lin Qiulu also saw the beggar, but she did not reject him very much. Instead, she took the initiative to exchange some information with him. Lin Qiulu was a junior, and the beggar did not make things difficult at all. It was an exchange anyway, exchanging information with the Emperor Baolong clan, not
A very unfortunate thing.
In the next few days, the beggar seemed to have a great interest in Qin Yifan and followed Qin Yifan all the time. With him around, Lin Qiulu seemed to leave Qin Yifan with confidence and boldness, taking advantage of the rare opportunity to adapt to the vicious atmosphere here and
Forging the Qiankun Sword Box. The reason why the beggar followed Qin Yifan was actually because Qin Yifan saved his life, and he wanted to repay Qin Yifan's favor within this period of time.
There must be something in the lake, but despite the tragic situation of the three people, the beggar still has not made up his mind to enter the lake. Qin Yifan also has an additional fishing friend, but this guy is obviously not the kind with a long surname, which makes Qin Yifan very suspicious
Is he a Taoist or not? How could he be so out of touch?
"Shopkeeper, what on earth is here?" This was the beggar's question countless times. Qin Yifan always answered that he didn't know, and then he got a little annoyed. He let him ask questions and simply ignored him.
"Amitabha!" The low-pitched Buddha's name seemed to reach here from the other end of the inn. Such arrogance made Qin Yifan frown.
"Oh, this monk is here?" The beggar was a little surprised, but he immediately became excited: "Let's go and see, this monk is a powerful master, no worse than those three people!"
Qin Yifan couldn't resist his request, so he finally agreed and slowly packed up his fishing gear. When he returned to the inn, he found an old monk in Nayi who was troubled by a beggar. The beggar was indeed a professional pester.
The monk was unable to hit or scold him, so he obediently took out some things and bought some information from the beggar.
"Monk Niankong, don't feel bad, this news is definitely worth it!" The beggar proudly admired the goods he had obtained for a long time, then turned to the monk and said: "You should know the three heroes of Jianmen, just two days ago
But you stumbled here. If you want to take advantage of that thing here, be careful!" Qin Yifan who came in happened to hear this and couldn't help but feel a little funny in his heart. This is news that the three of them will know as soon as they appear.
, he actually let the beggar sell it for a good price.
The Three Heroes of the Sword Sect are, of course, Feng Haoxiu, Zhao Bingchang, and Zhang Mengdie. They all came from the Sword Sect and often traveled together. They were also chosen at the moment, so they are known as the Three Heroes of the Sword Sect.
"Amitabha! God has the virtue of good life. Even if a Taoist friend from another clan can cultivate spiritual wisdom, it is God's favor. Why do you have to take his name? You must know that all things have spirits and are all living beings. You and others can form a good relationship.
How about letting a poor monk save this fellow Taoist?" Monk Niankong raised his head, but it was not directed at the beggar, but at Jianmen Sanying who came out of the inn.
"Monk Niankong, what you said is nice." But Zhao Bingchang, who has a bad temper among them, said: "Don't think that we don't know your thoughts, Du Hua, let others be your mounts, why do you need to say so nice. You guys
Which of those Bodhisattvas and venerables is not a Taoist friend riding on a demon clan? Let’s stop competing with each other on lip service, and let’s see what we are really capable of!”
The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. Qin Yifan was startled on the sidelines. He originally thought that these Taoist cultivators wanted the soul of Brother Huzhong in order to refine spiritual weapons. If they don’t use magical weapons, they should not
The meeting came to fight for it. Unexpectedly, one sentence broke Qin Yifan's wishful thinking. These people who cultivated the will actually came to participate. However, Zhao Bingchang's reason was quite sufficient. In the legends Qin Yifan had heard, Guanyin, Manjusri, and Pu
Xian, these Bodhisattvas really all have a demon clan mount.
Judging from their dispute, the dispute between weapon cultivation and mind cultivation is like a civil and military dispute in the secular world. One focuses on magic weapons, attack and defense, and the other focuses on one's own cultivation and the improvement of one's own artistic conception. It is really a dispute.
One is Pianwen, the other is Pianwu. Everyone dislikes each other, and they all accuse each other of having the wrong way of practice. It's very interesting.
While Qin Yifan was thinking about it, those people were almost noisy. Jianmen Sanying, who had just hit the wall, said nothing. Monk Niankong had the ability to go to the lake on the other side of the mountain to subjugate demons and catch ghosts.
They were chatting in the air in the inn. The two parties broke up unhappy, but there was no other place to go here. The monk did not stay in the inn, so he went outside the door to find a suitable place to sit down cross-legged and began to do his homework.
The beggar is an inquisitor and a good source of information. It is estimated that Jianmen Sanying's setback will soon spread. But this is not a good thing. In addition to showing the profound cultivation of the brother in the lake, it only proves one thing.
If the medicine soul here refines the weapon spirit, it will probably become more powerful, and if the monster here is used as a mount, it will definitely be very powerful.
The people who come here, in addition to getting stronger and stronger, must also have a must-win mentality towards Brother Huzhong. This is not a good phenomenon for Brother Huzhong or Qin Yifan.