After roughly explaining his thoughts, Su Jing looked at the black robe and then at the black hawk. His usually not sober expression became more and more confused: "This... you... which one?"
The black robe replied calmly: "There is nothing magical about this beast. He just practiced for a few more years and became more stable in flying. This time I came here just to project the heaven and earth with my spiritual consciousness. It is not difficult to take you to fly away, but it is a little in the way, so
I temporarily summoned it from near your home to help." After saying that, he turned back to She Yangzi who was still lying beside him and said: "You want to seize my junior's mount, so I will counterattack with your flying sword. Do you have any objection?"
It is indeed a shadow, but it is not a fiction. It is a real physical existence, a person with magical power and ability. The shadow cast by this spiritual consciousness may not be one or two percent as good as the original one, but it is enough to scare She Yangzi.
Not daring to raise his head, he replied in a trembling voice: "It all depends on the ancestor."
The black robe reached out and made a move, and She Yangzi's flying sword was immediately in his hand. Without the support of the flying sword, the thief still did not dare to move. He used his own magic and knelt in the sky, with cold sweat dripping on his forehead.
The red flying sword hid spiritual consciousness. The sword was unwilling to be held by the black robe. It twisted and struggled like a snake. The black robe's wrist trembled slightly, and only a "buzz" sound was heard, and the sword was attached to
The dark crimson color, like smoke, suddenly burst out from the sword body, but it did not go far away. It surrounded the sword for three feet and filled up into a red arc light, which was really beautiful.
Looking at the flying sword in the black robe's hand, it was now completely restored to its original metal color, with a clear and dazzling silver light. The black robe had no tone: "The quality of the sword is barely good, but the quality of the sword is shit." He shook his wrist again as he spoke.
, the red light that was shaken out quickly returned to the sword body, and the flying sword turned red again, but it no longer struggled. It was obvious that the spiritual consciousness on the sword had been erased.
The black robe's wrist shook slightly for the third time. I don't know what kind of magic was used. The sword quickly shrank and became the size of a hairpin. The black robe casually threw the sword to Su Jing: "The power of the sword is to collect sunrise red."
It's made by Kasumi. It's not practical, but it looks a bit colorful. Young people like these colorful things. Take it, and I'll collect it for you in a few days. With this thing for self-defense, experts can't deal with it.
Come, but those who wanted to accept you as their disciples in the past can no longer afford to offend you."
After saying that, without waiting for Su Jing to express his thanks, the black robe looked at She Yangzi again: "After all, it's time to talk about people. You wanted to kill my junior, but he actually jumped off the eagle."
The old man in black robe has always been very clear about his behavior. He will not take the initiative to bully others, but he will never allow others to offend him. He recruited Su Jing and arranged the mount. When She Yangzi robbed Su Jing, he really kicked the iron plate.
Already.
She Yangzi turned pale in shock at Hei Pao's words and kowtowed as hard as he could, but did not dare to say a word more.
At this time, Su Jing suddenly interjected: "Killing... is not good. I wonder if the immortal has any way to plant a restraint on this thief so that he will never dare to have any different intentions. From now on, he will follow his benefactor honestly and be loyal.
His slave. If he still doesn’t want to repent, my ancestor can kill him at a moment’s notice.”
Su Jing didn't understand magic and came up with random ideas. He didn't know that what he touched his upper and lower lips and said easily would be difficult for even an extreme master to accomplish. However, the black robe did not show any embarrassment, but he was moved by his words.
It's a 'benefactor', a 'immortal chief', and an 'ancestor' all the time. It makes me blink my eyes.
In fact, Su Jing was a policeman by trade, and he had no mercy for villains like She Yangzi who were greedy and dared to kill themselves because of their greed. He would just kill him. However, he had another thought:
She Yangzi also has a disciple and close friends. Although the thief deserves to die, the one who kills must be Heipao. If Su Jing doesn't persuade him, he will make his benefactor another enemy and cause more trouble. Because he let Heipao and
Su Jing didn't want people to make enemies, so he came up with this method.
Heipao is a senior master who has practiced cultivation for a long time. How could he not see through the little thoughts in the young man's heart? Heipao glanced at Su Jing one more time, but still didn't say much, then looked at She Yangzi: "Do you have any objections?
?”
As long as she can survive, She Yangzi would not dare to ask for anything more. He nodded hastily: "It all depends on the ancestor."
Su Jing was very happy, and asked She Yangzi from the side: "What is your name?" The hesitation of the thief before taking action showed that he was not very courageous, and how could he put his real name in the robbery newspaper? Su Jing could clearly see this.
, I didn’t bother to ask before, but now that the matter is almost settled satisfactorily, I just asked casually.
"The name of Xiaodao is Liuliang. The cave is not at Chilian Peak. It is practiced at Qixi Mountain." The Taoist priest replied respectfully, and then said cautiously: "Young Taoist... No, my ancestor is kind-hearted. Xiaodao, please give me your last name."
Dai Ming, one day I can build a shrine of immortality and worship it day and night to thank you for your great kindness."
"His name is Su Qiangqiang." The black-robed man, who was always cold and expressionless, suddenly said in a nonchalant manner.
Liuliang had originally made up his mind that no matter what the name of the 'little ancestor' was, he would praise it loudly as a good name, but when he heard the three words 'Su Qiangqiang', the Taoist priest could not say any words of praise.
The black robe continued to say to Liuliang: "Remember this name, and he will be your master from now on!"
Su Jing was startled, and just as he was about to refuse, the black robe sneered: "There are countless juniors in my sect, and countless masters. With a decree, smoke and clouds from all directions gather, and you can do whatever you want. Just because of this monster, he wants to be my sword."
The slave is not qualified enough."
As he spoke, Lu Yajiu waved his hand, not allowing Su Jing to speak any more, and continued: "My punishment is over, what punishment do you have for this evil beast? Tell me now."
This ancestor's temperament is really weird: You benefited from the thief, but it has nothing to do with you, it's just me punishing the thief.
Su Jing asked the demon: "Can you see a doctor?" The latter looked troubled and shook his head.
"Then do you have Millennium Polygonatum?"
Yaodao was startled and shook his head again.
"Humanoid Shouwu?"
"Eternal Life Pill?"
"Extended Life Powder?"
…
"How come you don't have anything?" Su Jing asked about all the magic medicines written in Shen Gui Yi Zhi, and finally shook his head in disappointment: "Do you have money?"
Finally asked about something that cost only six taels, the Taoist priest nodded quickly: "There is money in my cave. Does the little ancestor need money? I will send it over right away."
Su Jing shook his head. He was going to work with his benefactor, so he needed money: "To the east, in Baima Town, Cizhou, there is a Widow Song at the end of Tiaoshi Street. You can have the money sent to her to treat her child."
Liuliang rolled his eyes and thought for a while: "It's a little unfortunate that I just invested a lot of money in a business, and now I can take out less than 20,000 taels. I don't know if it's enough. If it's not enough, it doesn't matter.
I'll grab it again... borrow that one."
Su Jing sighed. He only had five taels of salary and food for one year as a waiter, but this robber had a net worth of twenty thousand taels, and he had just invested a lot of money... It's really not fair. Su Jing shook his head: "Three thousand taels
Two is enough for Widow Song to go to the capital to hire a famous doctor and make mother and son rich for life. For the rest of the money, you can let your men disperse in Baima Town. Except for those rich households, everyone is living a very hard life."
Liuliang nodded immediately, took out a paper crane from his arms, muttered for a while, and the paper crane flapped its wings and flew away.
The matter here was settled for the time being, and the black-robed ancestor simply said: "Let's go."
Su Jing was carried back to his back by the black eagle again. The six-liang Taoist priest had no flying sword and no magic weapon to help him. With his ability, he could not keep up with the natural feathers and the spiritual eagle, and he also followed the "little ancestor"
'Ride the eagle together.
As for the spell of 'sealing slaves' that Su Jing mentioned, it is not an ordinary method. It cannot be done by the shadow of the black robe alone. The land must be obtained and the master must take action.
The ancestor did not disappear immediately this time. The projection of his spiritual consciousness traveled in the wind and followed Black Eagle. He did not look at the road and kept looking at Su Jing. After flying like this for a while, the ancestor suddenly spoke again: "
Did you think Black Hawk was me before?"
Su Jing scratched his head, chuckled twice, and acquiesced.
The black robe pondered for a moment and said: "That jump of yours was not bad. I will give you another reward when you get to the place." As soon as he finished speaking, the ancestor's body shook, and the projection of his consciousness disappeared.
The condor flew through the sky, fluttering its wings for thousands of miles, and flew towards the west again...
After flying for a long time, Su Jing gradually became bored. He turned around and asked Liu Liang, "Who is the ancestor?"
Liuliang was worried that he couldn't find a topic to talk about with his little ancestor. Hearing this, he perked up and was about to speak, but his eyes flickered again. He hesitated and replied: "Well... when I get the chance, my little ancestor should go and ask the old ancestor in person.
He didn't tell you his identity, and Xiaodao didn't dare to reveal it easily."
Su Jing did not embarrass him and stopped asking further questions.
Liuliang opened up the conversation and tentatively said to Su Jing: "Little ancestor, I don't know something...Although I am unworthy, I have always been an honest person. I am not afraid of you not believing it. This is the first time I have been a thief in my life.
Just thinking about it...just...shows that Xiaodao and our little ancestor are destined."
Su Jing laughed. This Taoist priest was quite good at talking, and he made the robbery a matter of chance.
Seeing the smile on the face of the 'little ancestor', Liuliang became more confident, but his tone became even more sad: "Little Ancestor, you should know that our spirit lineage is incomparable to others. Without that talent, it will be very hard to practice. Once you have it,
Even if we achieve some small achievements, God will make things difficult for us and make our luck extremely bad. It would really make our teeth choke if we take a mouthful of cold water. No, this was the first time I got greedy, and I hit it head-on.
In your hands."
These words surprised Su Jingpo, and he looked back at Liuliang again: "Are you a monster?" The black robe had also directly called Liuliang a 'monster' before, but Su Jing thought it was a contemptuous term with no other meaning.
Come to think of it, this Taoist priest is really a monster.
Liuliang nodded quickly: "Xiaodao was originally a squirrel on Qixi Mountain. He got a great opportunity to practice and took shape. He has hundreds of men under his command, and there is a small situation."
It turned out to be a squirrel spirit. Now that Su Jing looked at the pair of front teeth exposed when Liuliang spoke, he felt more natural, and asked curiously: "Why are you called Liuliang?"
Liuliang looked angry: "I just got the opportunity, but when I didn't have much power, I encountered a disaster and fell into the hands of a hunter. He carried me and smiled at his companions, 'This good fur is worth sixliang of silver.'
, later I luckily escaped with my life, and made up my mind to practice hard so as not to be bullied like this again. I named myself 'Liu Liang' just to not forget the pain of hanging by a thread as an encouragement."
It turned out that he was still an inspirational monster. Su Jing said "Oh" and seemed a little sleepy again. He replied absently: "Now, maybe it's not even worth six taels."
If the black-robed ancestor had killed this monster just now, he would not even be worth six taels of silver!
Liu Liang could understand the flavor of Su Jing's words, with an embarrassed look on his face, he rubbed his palms and said cowardly: "The first time, it's really the first time. I promise it won't happen again. I will always keep my little ancestor's words in mind.
Never dare to violate even half a word..."
Su Jing chatted with him first and foremost, riding the big eagle all the way to the west...
The majestic city passed by in a flash, thousands of hectares of fertile fields were nothing but tofu blocks, and the large rivers that were so wide that it was difficult to see the other side at a glance have now turned into strips of green jasper... Gradually, the prosperous Eastern Land was left behind by the eagle, and in front of us
The scenery changed to numerous mountains, rolling up and down to the horizon, but the seemingly endless mountains eventually came to an end. Beyond the mountains was the border of the Western Region, and large areas of herds were vaguely visible, stained by green grass.
The green ground slowly squirmed, and after the Western Region, the land gradually became barren, until in the end Su Jing only saw endless yellow sand in his eyes.
Unknowingly, the eagle had been flying for a full twenty-one days. Su Jing was hungry and thirsty. He had already eaten up all the dry food in his suitcase, but the eagle never showed any intention of stopping and did not allow him to go down to look for it.
Fortunately, Liuliang brought a small Qiankun bag with him, which contained some pine nuts and a few bottles of water.
Seeing that he had not been able to reach the finish line for a long time, Liuliang was very upset and told him bluntly: "I originally had a big bag with treasures and weapons that I used before, as well as wine, meat and money, but I didn't bring it with me when I went out.
I only took this small one with me."
Su Jing had been cracking pine nuts for the past two days, and his eyes flashed blue when he heard the meat: "Why don't you take it with you?" He had a clever mind, and before the squirrel monster could answer, Su Jing suddenly realized: "I don't dare to go out to rob.
Take it with you?"
"Yes, yes, if I encounter a cruel person, I won't be able to snatch him away before he snatches me away... It's important to be on guard against others." The monster answered seriously.
At this time, the black giant eagle suddenly let out a series of loud cries, its wings slightly converged and it suddenly increased its speed. Su Jing and Liuliang hurriedly looked down, and then they were both surprised at the same time.
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