Chapter 102: The outcome of a sword, alone in the cloud
After experiencing the Dachang Teleportation Formation, we again visited the Shiwanlian Cave.
However, Gui Wujiu found the place where he came in and out last time, and it turned out to be a swamp. Before dawn, there was an endless ocean with no end in sight.
Even if I release my spiritual consciousness to explore, there is still no trace of demonic cultivator aura under dozens of feet.
No one came to guide him for a long time. Gui Wujiu's heart moved and he turned around to return.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from my ear: "Come in."
Following this sound, the originally undulating swamp suddenly formed a whirlpool more than ten feet wide and five or six feet deep. At the center of the vortex, a water bubble the size of a person rolled and floated.
Without any hesitation, Gui Wujiu jumped into the center of the vortex.
Once he came into contact with the "bubble", the world turned around for a while, and when he saw the light again, he was already in the secret room where the scholar surnamed Nan "Nan Yuyi" was hiding. Compared with the last time the demon cultivator surnamed Jin took him down, it was much different.
Know how much faster it is.
Nan Yu was sitting on the only high seat in the secret room, but his expression was not as carefree as the last time they met. Instead, he was unusually solemn. When Gui Gui Wu Gui came in, his eyes seemed to be scrutinizing, and the two of them were speechless.
After saying goodbye last time, Nan Yu immediately communicated with his master, the Great Demon Lord Jinfuluo, using secret methods.
Hearing that the forces controlled by the devil had an opportunity to act in an upright and upright manner, Demon Lord Jinfa Luo was very happy, and he also greatly praised Nan Yuyi.
However, a few hours later, the Great Demon Lord Jinfa Luo sent another divine message, instructing Nan Yu not to take care of anything else here. If there is no fault, there is an excuse, borrowing troops, etc. All actions are at your discretion.
Nan Yuyi didn't understand its meaning at the time.
Now Gui Wujiu was standing in front of him. With his eyesight, he couldn't see that the person in front of him had any demonic skills.
Although Nan Yuyi's cultivation level is inferior to that of the Heavenly Mysterious Shang Zhen in the human world, the demonic energy can sense each other and respond to like, which is much more acute than human cultivation.
He couldn't see that in the human world, let alone Tianxuan Shangzhen, even if the human beings robbed Dao Zun, there would definitely be no clues.
This obviously shows that someone in the demonic path has bypassed his line, contacted Gui Wujiu, and paved the way for Gui Wujiu's next actions.
Nan Yu asked tentatively: "Did you...accept the arrangement of the Great Demon Lord Miaoguanzhi and finally become her disciple?"
Gui Wujiu smiled and shook his head.
Nan Yu looked suspicious, as if he didn't believe it.
Gui Wujiu had an idea of what he was thinking, and said: "No matter which Demon Lord this matter falls into, this time the Demon Sect enters the world, fellow Daoist Nan must have made a great contribution, and no one can erase this."
Nan Yu's face looked better now, and he said: "Fellow Taoist, please don't forget about Nan."
"In addition, even if it is for Nan's own benefit, I still wish fellow Taoist Gui to be invincible on this trip."
In Nan Yu's heart, he still firmly believed that Gui Wujiu had fallen into the calculation of the Great Demon Master of Miaoguanzhi, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, he was considered to be from the same sect.
Nan Yu slowly walked down from his seat and came to the oblique rear edge of the circular secret room, facing a stone door.
There is faint blood-red writing on this stone door, which is divided into two lines, upper and lower, with a total of six characters. The upper part is "Yi Sanxia"; the lower three characters are "East China South".
Gui Wujiu's mind changed and he realized that the word "Donghua" probably means Donghua Realm.
A command talisman suddenly appeared in Nan Yu's hand, and he waved it towards the stone door. In an instant, it seemed that a large stone of ten thousand kilograms slowly rose up, revealing a door.
Nan Yu's voice was slightly low: "Please."
Gui Wujiu nodded and stepped into the door.
Inside the portal is a thirty-forty-foot corridor. After walking through it, the space opens up again. There is also a secret room here. Except that this secret room is slightly larger, it is almost identical to the place where Nan Yuyang lived.
In the same circular space, there is also a very prominent chair in the middle of the secret room.
But Gui Wujiu noticed the difference at a glance. Around this seat, there were eight extremely inconspicuous grooves, which were filled with colorful foreign objects like gems.
This seat is actually a rather unique teleportation array.
What is more eye-catching than this seat is that there is another person in front of you in the secret room.
This man looked to be about thirty or forty years old, with a thin face and a stubble that seemed to have just been cleaned, but not very clean. It could be seen that he was wearing a blue robe, but the robe was stained and greasy everywhere.
Soap color.
Not only that, the man's hair, which was tied together, was also scabbed in many places, like a broom that had been used for many years and was almost bald.
This is a slovenly person.
After Gui Wujiu briefly identified him, he could feel that this person's temperament and aura were very different from those of the Xuanzong monks of the Dachang Dynasty. After a little thought, he could roughly guess the origin of this person.
The look in this man's eyes as he looked at Gui Guojia was more naked and aggressive. But his brows were furrowed, as if he had encountered something extremely difficult to resolve.
Gui Wujiu was well aware of his doubts. His own merits were too pure, which interfered with his judgment. He smiled slightly and adjusted his breath. The "center" of the golden elixir that held the circle and held it together clearly appeared.
This time, the man suddenly spoke, his tone seemed extremely surprised: "Golden elixir monk?"
Gui Wujiu smiled and nodded.
The man's eyes suddenly widened, and his voice grew louder unknowingly: "You are the one who is going to defeat me with one move?"
This person is an ascetic cultivator in the sect. Three years ago he tried to marry the Nascent Soul. The first two levels were passed extremely smoothly, but he was unexpectedly defeated in the third level "Inner Demon".
The master of the sect is actually very optimistic about this person's future. With his qualifications, it is not difficult to break through the Nascent Soul. The first two concerns involve the depth of accumulation. The master's relatives and friends certainly have great confidence in him. The third concern is about the devil's calamity. For him,
This kind of person with a pure heart and few desires should be no problem.
Little did they know that this man had been practicing hard in seclusion for a long time, and his mind was heavy. Although he had no bad habits or distracting thoughts, he had actually deviated from his true intention of cultivating the Tao without realizing it. If any monks from the Nine Sects saw him, they should be able to correct his mistakes.
Fortunately, although he failed to break through, he did not suffer much damage.
In the past few years, his skills have gradually returned to their peak, and he was planning to attack the Nascent Soul again. However, a secret order suddenly came from the sect, asking him to take a command talisman and travel to a secret teleportation array.
This edict is really strange.
After passing through the teleportation array, you will meet a person. Teach him to fight with that person. If he is defeated by that person in one move, treat him as a distinguished guest and return with him; if he cannot defeat him in one move, then
He could just return alone and pretend that nothing had happened, without mentioning it to anyone.
This person naturally thought that the opponent who was about to defeat him with one move was probably a monk who had just entered the Nascent Soul realm.
But I didn't expect that it was the golden elixir cultivation level.
Among the people in the Golden Core Realm, there may be some who can defeat me. But... defeat him in one move? Even if he is a direct descendant of the Holy Religion, there may be something he can't do, right?
Gui Wujiu confirmed the identity of the visitor and did not want to delay. All the polite words were reduced to three words: "Be careful."
Gui Wujiu gave this person three breaths of reaction time.
I thought silently in my heart, and after three breaths, a ray of sword light appeared like a crescent moon rising from the water. It flashed away with its mellow subtlety and rhythm, leaving an unforgettable brilliance in this person's heart.
This unkempt hermit monk felt a chill in his heart, and wanted to attack to resist. His mind was confused, and his mind was at a loss. It seemed that this sword was beyond the limit of his ability, and no matter how he resisted, it was in vain. Once the sword was fired,
He was pronounced dead.
After a moment, the sword's intention calmed down.
The man quickly performed his kung fu and felt that his breath was smooth. He lowered his head and looked at his body and limbs. Everything was as usual, even his clothes were intact.
But the feeling of the sword reaching my body just now cannot be faked at all.
Looking carefully at the ground, the man's expression changed. He quickly reached out and touched his cheek, and found it to be extremely smooth. He then touched his long hair that was tied together, and his arms were bent behind him, unwilling to put them down for a long time.
It turned out that the rugged stubble on his face had been shaved clean; the scabbed hair had also been completely unclogged without breaking the strands.
He was clear of blame and didn't want to add too many details, so he said expressionlessly: "Let's go."
The person in front of me is far from reaching the ultimate level of the golden elixir of the Dao Sect and the Yin Sect. Let alone the "Moro Power Realm", there is no need to use the "Luchen Sword" without blame.
The sword just now was a random creation based on the accumulation of the "Anti-Kong Yun Nian Sword" prepared for Huang Xiyin in the past two months, combined with various classics, and it is far from a serious supernatural power.
The Yin Sect monk seemed to be still in a dream. Seeing Gui Wujiu approaching the tall seat, he immediately woke up and hurried over. He found a corner seat and sat down, his face full of awe.
Gui Wujiu sat on the seat for only a few breaths. The groove surrounding the seat flashed, and the two of them disappeared at the same time.
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The place where Gui Wujiu and Gui Wujiu appear at the same time is very special.
To say it is special is rather to say it is ordinary; but in the practice of Taoism, the ordinaryness of people is not necessarily something special.
The green mountains are faint, the green water is divided, and the scene of the fairy family is dimly dozens of miles away, but it is invisible. The only thing that comes into view is a hill twenty or thirty feet high - in the eyes of ordinary people, it may be a hill.
But in the eyes of monks, it is just a small slope.
On the sunny side of the hill, there is actually a vegetable field. An old farmer wearing a straw hat holds a shovel and digs out shallow pits every few feet in the vegetable field.
Gives off a fresh earthy smell.
The Yin Sect monk who was fighting with Gui Wujiu changed his face when he saw the old farmer, and he immediately came forward to greet him with a big gift.
The old farmer quickly stretched out his hand to stop and said: "Don't worry about it. You go back to the cave first and wait."
The hermit monk, as if he had been granted amnesty, quickly got up and galloped northwest.
The old farmer shook his head quickly and sighed: "I'm not going to your own cave, I'm going to Fangcun Mountain Cave to wait."
Although his voice was low, the monk had already escaped hundreds of feet away in an instant; but upon hearing this call, the man almost staggered down in the air, quickly changed his position, and fled elsewhere.
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Next to the vegetable field, there is a bronze hut that is as tall as one person. The door is closed and the smell is strange. I don't know what magic weapon it is.
In addition, there is a bamboo basket beside the hut, which is filled with large and small, colorful stones.
Gui Wujiu secretly felt the old farmer's aura, and indeed he could detect some clues: this was a person who had entered that realm.
Except for Ning Zhongliu and Du Minglun, the powerful true kings of the Jiu Shang Sect that we usually see are mostly a kind of strong will that dominates the world and is unmatched, making everything nearby run with itself as the main body.
As for the person in front of me, although I can feel that this person's human status is coexisting with the mountains, rivers and earth, this human energy is in a subordinate position compared with the objects around him.
Although the level is roughly the same, Du Minglun said that he and the native cultivators are between ourselves and the enemy. One can fight ten or a hundred, which is definitely true.
At this moment, the old man suddenly opened his mouth and said: "Fellow Taoist, come here and help me."
Gui Wugui was shocked and didn't know what the old man meant.
The old farmer raised his chin and pointed at the small bamboo basket lying aside. He said calmly: "Two of the bigger ones are enough. Three of the smaller ones are needed."
Gui Wujiu took a few steps forward and picked up the bamboo basket. He took out two stones and "planted" them in the hole dug by the old farmer, just like planting seeds.
After each type of cloth was laid, the old farmer used the shovel to scrape away the floating soil, fill it up and compact it.
One planted stones and the other filled with soil. In just over a quarter of an hour, about half an acre of sloping field was planted. The basket of stones, one with not too many and the other with too little, filled all the holes in the field.
The old farmer looked deeply at Gui Wujiu and said, "Okay."
Although he said "two big ones and three small ones", in fact, there was no obvious difference in size between the stones. The weight of the stones was all gradual, showing slight differences. When Gui Wujia planted the stones, there was no obvious difference.
Without deliberately looking at the bamboo baskets, I just felt the size of the bamboo baskets and decided on two or three.
In the end, all the potholes and stones are completely matched, and the merits are completed, which is the reason why there is no blame.
The old farmer stretched out his hand and pointed, and the bronze hut suddenly flashed with brilliance, and a little man walked out of it.
The man was only over three feet tall. He was purely in the shape of vitality. His face was tight and radiant. Looking at his face and attire, he was somewhat similar to the old farmer, but he looked much younger.
Taking a closer look at the cultivation level of this little Yuanqi man, it seems that he is at the limit of the Golden Core Realm.
The old farmer said calmly: "You can fight him and see. There is no need to settle on a certain outcome. As long as you can win, everything will be done according to your wishes. If you can't, please ask fellow Taoists to play with me in the cloud for a few days. I will
Just treat me as a distinguished guest. Please leave when you have had enough fun."
Gui Wujiu said in surprise: "It turns out that the test is not over yet."
The old farmer sighed and said: "Defeating Ding Hang in one move is enough to show that my fellow Taoist has an amazing foundation. However, there are dragons and crouching tigers in the world, and there are countless heroes. Since the plot is big, we have to be even more strict. Please forgive me, fellow Taoist."
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Gui Wu did not negotiate to resolve the issue, and only said one word: "Okay."
ps: I wrote late yesterday. I wrote a big chapter. The time was tight, the word count was large, and the content was too hard. As a result, I feel a little slow today. I know what to write, but I can’t pick up the speed. I plan to write more than 5,000 yuan for the second chapter.