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Chapter 334 A Lonely Lamp

In the military camp outside Xuanling County, a figure walked out of the Chinese army tent, and then disappeared between heaven and earth. When he reappeared, he had already arrived in the courtyard of the county city.

When he came to the yard and appeared in the house, it was not night at the moment, but there was indeed a lone lamp inside. The man stood in front of the door and said respectfully: "The matter has been settled. Today, everything in Xuanling County is in order."

Under control.”

"The distant mountains are nice."

After a while, a medium-sized compliment came from the room, and it sounded like it belonged to an old man.

Listening to this familiar yet unfamiliar voice, Taoist Yuanshan lowered his head and said softly: "It is a disciple's honor to be able to serve our ancestors."

"Haha, what do you mean by doing something for me? If you accomplish this, it will eliminate a huge disaster for the entire practice world. Isn't it my personal selfishness?"

There was some emotion in the old man's voice, but more importantly, he was helpless, "The king of Daliang is so easy to kill. The Demon Emperor couldn't keep him in the Demon Realm. Even if our group of people took advantage of the opportunity, where would they come from?"

courage?"

As he spoke, the old man smiled and said: "Yuanshan, come in."

Taoist Yuanshan's face instantly became extremely solemn, and then he opened the door and walked in.

The layout of the room at this moment is considered simple. In the center, there is a wooden table, and above the wooden table, there is a solitary lamp. It is not nightfall at this moment, but the room is still a little dim, but even if it is lit,

Even with such a solitary lamp, it barely brought much light into the dark room.

And right next to the wooden table, there was a person standing on each side, either with gray hair, or with a solemn face, or with a sad expression.

Among the four people, the one standing at the top of the wooden table was wearing an old Taoist robe, which seemed to be covered with dust accumulated over the years. At a glance, one could feel the oldness, and the original color had faded.

I can't tell, I can only see that today's robes are gray.

This is also the ancestor that people from Yuanshan Taoism shouted before.

In fact, monks rarely have the idea of ​​giving birth to an heir. The so-called ancestor is just a gray-robed old Taoist who has a very high seniority and a respected status in the sect.

They come from Tiannan Sanliu Temple, which belongs to the Taoist lineage of Immortality, and is also a major sect in this lineage. However, compared with the status of Chixin Temple in the outside world of cultivation, Sanliu Temple's reputation in recent years is smaller.

There are too many. This is all because the previous temple master went wrong while studying the Five Elements of Taoism. A good Taoist master fell into trouble. For this reason, the focus of the entire Sanliu Temple these years has been to find

The treasures of heaven, materials and earth have raised the cultivation level of this temple master again, so the entire Sanliu Temple has been less involved in things outside the area in recent years. It is also because of this that the previous Wanliu Society did not see the disciples of Sanliu Temple.

reason.

As for why this old Taoist who is taller than the temple owner in the north of Sanliu Temple appears here this time, it is unknown.

To the left of the gray-robed old man is an old man with a forlorn face. The old man is thin and thin. His face is full of furrows and wrinkles, showing his age. A cloth band is wrapped around his eyes. It looks like he has been blind for many years.

, but he was carrying a sword box behind him. The sword box was also wrapped with cloth, but he was so close that people could hear the sound of the sword in the sword box, and the sound of the sword was obviously not a kind of sword.

, indicating that there were several flying swords in the sword box, and the sword energy slowly overflowed from the gaps, which shocked the solitary lamp to sway.

Feeling the sharp sword energy freely flowing out, everyone understood that the blind old man in front of them was probably a swordsman.

In the outside world of cultivation, all the major sects will support sword cultivators, but there are not many who can cultivate to the realm of sword immortals. As long as the sword cultivators under the sect set foot in the realm of sword immortals, they will definitely be regarded as sects.

It is not a last resort to remove the baby's baby bump, but I'm afraid it won't be allowed to leave the mountains and be in danger.

The blind swordsman in front of him also came here, which showed that this battle was determined not to end in a trial.

After all, the killing power of a swordsman is unparalleled in the world, and what he is best at is killing people.

On the right hand side of the old man in gray robe, stood a slender middle-aged man. This man did not look very old, and his aura was restrained, making it hard for people to tell, but at a glance, he knew that he was here.

People are absolutely terrible.

Because the more ordinary a person is, the more terrifying they appear.

The man glanced at the gray-robed old man and said calmly: "I'll take a step first. When it's time to show up, I'll show up naturally."

After saying this, the middle-aged man walked towards the door and soon disappeared.

The gray-robed old man didn't say anything, but the burly man who had been standing at the bottom of the wooden table looked ugly and cursed: "These guys must have been hiding in the dark all day long. How dare they be so rude to the old man?"

?”

The burly man who spoke was tall and had thick limbs, but he was not a martial artist, but a Buddhist Buddhist Vajra. This kind of practice was probably similar to that of martial arts. They both exercised the body, but there were differences between the two.

It is a simple torment for the body that makes the entire flesh and blood and bones become extremely strong. The Buddhist practice method of Maharaja is to use the Buddha's method to cross the body. Buddha's light flows in the meridians, and outside the body, it also circulates.

A layer of Buddha's light arose, making this body so tough that ordinary monks simply couldn't compare with it.

As for the middle-aged man he was cursing, his origin is even more mysterious. He does not belong to any sect outside the country, but is just a casual cultivator, because most sects occupy the best cultivation places in the world, and the rest are

It requires resources and has its own operating system. Therefore, monks in large sects will naturally not worry about the problem of cultivation resources. However, casual cultivators want to survive in the cultivation world and continue to improve their cultivation. They must pay

His efforts are much more than those of ordinary monks.

Based on this, a character used to obtain cultivation resources came into being, and this kind of person was called an assassin.

There is even an assassin ranking list outside the square. The person at the top of the list is extremely mysterious. It is said that he is a peerless assassin who has already set foot in the realm of Wangyou and may even reach the end of Wangyou. If you want such a person to do things for others, you can only

I'm afraid I don't know how much it will cost.

And even the other assassins are all proficient in the art of assassination, and are best at launching a fatal blow when the enemy is at their weakest. The one who left now ranks fifth on the assassin rankings, although he has not set foot in Forget.

Although he is in the realm of Wangyou, he has already become a strong man in the upper realm of the other side, and there are also examples of successful assassinations of strong men who have forgotten their worries.

Now these four, one is a Taoist master, one is a swordsman with unparalleled killing power, and there is a Buddhist Vajra, plus an assassin who will take action in the dark at any time, to face

No matter how you look at it, no matter how you look at it, the human king has a great chance of winning.

But even so, the old gray-robed Taoist glanced at the Buddhist Vajra and said slowly: "Everything must be done with caution. He is not obsessed with worries. If he takes action openly, it will have little effect. In this way

It's better to hide in the dark. As for the three of us, I have to trouble you to take action first. I can also take a look at how the Emperor of Liang is doing now. I used to say that he is nothing to worry about and is just a martial artist. But looking at it now, like this

It's hard to find another martial artist in the world. If you want to kill him, you and I will have to think of dying."

The burly man nodded and said softly: "Everything must be obeyed by the old man."

The old man in gray robe smiled sadly and mocked himself: "I just lived longer, and it has nothing to do with my high moral standing. If something goes wrong later, whoever has the problem, and I'm under the Nine Springs, don't scold me."

That’s it.”

It is never easy to join forces to kill the enemy, especially when they are from different sects. Although several people hold the idea of ​​​​killing the Emperor of Liang, they always have different thoughts on whether to go all out and have their own calculations.

It’s hard to say.

The blind swordsman said calmly: "Brother Dao, why bother to say more? As long as we attack with all our strength, a seriously injured Emperor of Liang, no matter how great he is, will die in our hands today."

The gray-robed old Taoist smiled slightly and said, "If Gan Jianxian's flying swords can be as powerful as before, then this matter can be accomplished."

Hearing the word Ban Jiazi, the Blind Sword Immortal's face changed slightly, but in the end he said calmly: "Half Jiazi has passed. I have to ask Brother Dao to check whether it is the sun that is declining or the old tree is sprouting new buds."

Half a year ago, a major event happened in the world of Fangwai Cultivation. A swordsman surnamed Gan was born. He took on many swordsmen outside Fangwai and became famous for a while. However, he later met a certain swordsman from the Sword Sect.

, since they met, there was naturally a battle, but that battle was ultimately won by the sword immortal from the sword sect. The blind sword immortal was injured in both eyes in that battle, and was blinded and could no longer see.

And because of this battle, the blind swordsman has hardly walked in the world since then. Rumors in the world say that after that battle, his sword core was damaged and he could no longer lift the sword. But now that he has appeared here, he can no longer lift the sword.

It means that this is just a rumor, but it's hard to say whether the old guy is running around in circles or has figured out some things after being blind, and takes a step forward in kendo.

Many sword practices in the world are unreasonable.

It is also common for people to suddenly gain enlightenment in the way of swordsmanship during a moment of enlightenment, and to throw out a sword that would never be possible in ordinary times.

This is why monks in the world are often wary of sword cultivation.

The old man in gray robe nodded and said with a smile: "Of course we will wait and see."

After saying this, the gray-robed old Taoist looked to one side of Yuanshan Taoist, but before Yuanshan Taoist could speak, the gray-robed old Taoist suddenly looked out the door.

The blind swordsman immediately raised his head with something in his mind.

The burly man reacted last, but at the same time he raised his head and looked into the distance.

The gray-robed old Taoist said with emotion: "He is worthy of being a hero of his generation, full of courage."

The lone lamp on the table suddenly swayed at this moment, as if frightened and panicked.


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