In Yunmeng Daze, it is rare to usher in a few sunny days, and the herb pickers are pouring into the Ze, looking for the curiosities hidden under the dead branches and rotten leaves, in the muddy swamp, or exchanging the price or keeping it for themselves.

However, when these ordinary or extraordinary herb pickers saw the color of smoke and rain floating in the sky, they all scolded in unison, denouncing Yunmeng Daze's capricious weather.

Only a few herb pickers with a slightly higher cultivation level looked at the clouds that were getting closer and closer and this inexplicable rain with a hint of alcohol, trembling slightly.

Nangong Beidou's blood veins all over his body seemed to be boiling, his face turned red, and he stared at Gu Shen, as if he was the one who was drinking.

This rain of wine, fine and ethereal, is indeed as Gu Shen said, but it is just a hazy drizzle, accompanied by a breeze, the rain is like spider silk, without a sense of weight.

However, even this smoke and rain, which is not the slightest threat, seems to have smashed the weight of the entire southern Xinjiang in Xuanhu's eyes.

This is the real ancient ginseng.

This is the battle between the Primal Monks.

Nangong Beidou only had this one thought in his heart.

He had seen Taihao Zhenren raise his sword in Beihai to level the sea, and he was already fascinated at that time, but Nangong Beidou had never really seen the battle between Yuanying monks.

The wine entered the heart and turned into a flame, and the strong and dazzling true yuan like the sun completely stimulated this flame, and the breath was full of energy.

Gu Shen's simple mouth, the entire southern Xinjiang, and even Yunmeng Daze have been affected.

And the biggest influence is naturally here in Muhe Village.

This drizzle is naturally not a real drizzle, it is a mixture of spirits mixed with the true yuan of the infant monk.

smashed on Nangong Beidou's body, it was already a slight stinging pain with a burning feeling, and the large area of rain that fell on Xuanhu weighed more than 10,000 catties per drop. And Nangong Beidou even found that the trace of rain that brushed the skin of Xuanhu left a deep trace on the invincible Xuanhu.

Because of the fake ancient ginseng before, Xuanhu didn't take the real ancient ginseng to heart at first.

After the other party made a move, he fell into passivity.

The vast smoke and rain is just a mosquito bite for others, but for him, he can't directly resist with the strength of his body, and can only dodge.

However, Gu Shen's control over the attack was amazingly delicate, and in this drizzle, wherever the Xuanhu moved, the attack fell, and it didn't even hurt anyone else, not even a single grass or tree around it.

It's just that Xuanhu was not so easily defeated by a rain of smoke.

A series of sharp bursts of air burst around him, constantly waving the air, and finally an earth-shattering wave of air rolled out, dispersing the smoke and rain.

Nangong Beidou couldn't help but clench his grip on the Flying Frost Sword: Gu Shen's attack was light and heroic, while Xuanhu's counterattack was another kind of majesty.

The collision of the Yuanying Monk's attack caused endless waves of qi to disperse in all directions, completely flattening the surrounding trees.

The little Muhe Village is like a helpless grass, struggling to support it in the air waves.

The originally bright protective shield dimmed, and the two witches next to the holy woman turned pale, and they instantly aged dozens of years. Especially Wu Zhu Hatu, who was already dying of old age, was already angry at the moment. Haiding, on the other hand, had turned into snow with a head full of green hair, and wrinkles quickly crept up his face.

As soon as Gu Shen made a move, Fei Lian seemed to foresee what was coming, and the wind swept up the dazed Wu people and threw them into the stockade. Chen Taichen picked up the phantom child who had passed out in a coma, pulled Nangong Beidou, who was attracted by the battle, and hid in at the last moment.

"Phantom Charmer?" Chen Taichen frowned and put on Phantom Charm's wrist, his face was ugly, and he looked at Fei Lian with a little begging in his eyes, as if he wanted to say something.

Fei Lian flicked his wrist before he could speak, and threw a porcelain vase to him.

Chen Taichen quickly poured out two pills and fed them to Phantom Mei'er.

Nangong Beidou's mind was completely attracted by the two outside, and he didn't notice these at all.

However, Gu Shen seemed to realize this, and he casually patted his sleeve and gently fanned away the overwhelming murderous aura, like fanning away a nasty fly.

"A good piece of southern Xinjiang has been destroyed. "The sound of the ancient ginseng is unwavering, and when he unscrews the wine gourd, it is a big mouthful, and every action is crazy, and he can see the killing intent of the Xuanhu surging.

"It seems that Your Excellency is the real Wanderer Gu Ginseng. Xuanhu said coldly.

Gu Shen laughed wildly when he heard this, and then looked back at Mu Hezhai and said: "True or false, anyway, Gu Shen is here, and you Heavenly Demon Valley will not want to touch the people in this village in the slightest." Gu Mou was originally chasing the gluttonous old devil, and he also had a bit of incense with your valley master, I advise you to retreat quickly now, so as not to let your valley master say that Gu Mou bullied a junior. ”

"Arrogance!" Xuanhu's body was surrounded by black qi, his face gradually distorted, revealing his demonized appearance, and he took a step in the direction of Gu Shen, like a giant beast falling a step.

Nangong Beidou only felt that the ground under his feet was rising and falling violently as if it was boiling, and the ordinary Wu people in Muhe Village were frightened and forced to lie on the ground.

The surrounding wooden houses made a tooth-wrenching sound, and eventually the planks began to break and collapse one by one.

"Oops!" Chen Taichen turned his head sharply to look behind him, only to see that the house where the saint was was not spared, but fortunately, Hatu and Haiding were half-floating in the air with the moon tide in time.

Nangong Beidou looked at Chen Taichen's voice, and was stunned at first when he saw the two old men guarding next to Yuexi, and then recognized that they were Wu Zhu of Muhe Village and Qingmiao Village.

Immediately, he looked around as if he had come to his senses, and the cyan protection was almost invisible.

At this time, Fei Lian opened his arms again, and two cyan rays of light suddenly came out from under his sleeves, like two ropes, pulling the crumbling protective shield and supporting the entire Muhe Village.

However, it was clear that his strength was not strong enough to resist, and a line of blood shot out from Fei Lian's mask, making him almost unable to stabilize his body in the air.

But fortunately, Gu Shen shot again.

"Gu Mou said, you don't want to move the people in this village in the slightest!" Gu Shen stepped lightly, the ups and downs of the ground stopped abruptly, and then he pulled out the short sword at his waist.

The sword rushed out of the wind and thundered, sweeping 90,000 miles.

This is not the most exquisite sword Nangong Beidou has ever seen, but it is the most arbitrary and crazy sword.

What murderous spirit, what swordsmanship, and what sharpness are all covered, leaving only the recklessness of "who else can I be" and the madness of "drinking freely".

The figures of Xuanhu and Gu Shen disappeared outside Muhe Village with Gu Shen's sword, and Nangong Beidou knew that Gu Shen was deliberately taking the battle situation elsewhere.

He felt the breath left by the two powerhouses in the air, and looked at it stupidly, as if there were countless sword shadows flickering in front of him.

In ancient times, Xuanhu participated in one good and one evil, but what was left for Nangong Beidou today is precious.

He was immersed in thought, feeling all the feelings of the day, confirming what he had learned. He stood like a log in place, rooted there.

Beneath Fei Lian's mask, a pair of bright eyes shone with a strange light.

He instructed everyone to do other things, and after not approaching Nangong Beidou within a zhang, he hurriedly went to check the damage in Muhe Village.

Despite the protection that Wu Zhu exchanged for his life, the Muhe Village was almost in ruins.

The Wu people who received Fei Lian's orders were indeed busy rescuing their companions, and after confirming that Nangong Beidou was safe, no one stayed by his side anymore, and no one disturbed his contemplation.

Until it was getting late, the ancient ginseng returned from a distance.

His cyan robe was stained with specks of blood, and he entered Muhe Village with a calm face, and saw Nangong Beidou stuck to the ground like a stake.

Gu Shen glanced at the black-clothed young man a few times, his eyes showed a bit of appreciation, and he just wanted to say something, but his throat itched and he coughed fiercely.

The sound of coughing woke up Nangong Beidou, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Gu Shen coughing violently, while taking out the wine gourd and putting it to his mouth, but after pouring it for a long time, not a drop of wine leaked out.

Gu Shen glared dissatisfied, slowly suppressed the strange appearance in his chest, and said when he saw that Nangong Beidou was already awake: "I haven't seen such an indomitable sword intent for a long time, and there is a terrible little guy in the Nangong family." I remember if I had seen you before? Yes, there was a child from the Nangong family who came to Qingmushan once. ”

"The good eyesight of the ancient predecessors is the younger generation. ”

"Hahaha!" Gu Shen laughed: "My eyesight is naturally good, and I can also see that your original sword intent should be like the frost of the moon, and this sword intent is derived from the attributes of your natal flying sword, and now you can do it in a different way, very good." You must know that although your original sword intent is not bad, it is still 108,000 miles away if you want to go further and even pursue the true meaning of the sword, but you give birth to a second sword intent with your original heart, which is extremely good for your future path. Today...... It's not a small gain, isn't it?"

Nangong Beidou was in awe: "Thank you for your advice." ”

"Hehe!" Gu Shen laughed and said, "Don't, although you stole something from me and that Xuanhu today, but in fact, Xuanhu's path is more similar to yours." What's more, how to integrate it still requires your own efforts. ”

Nangong Beidou frowned: "How am I similar to Xuanhu......?

"What about him? Do you want to say that you are a human and a demon, or do you want to say that you are righteous and he is evil?" Gu Shen patted his bloodstained sleeve and said lightly: "There is naturally a distinction between good and evil in the heart, but good and evil are just a matter of thought. Nothing else, Xuanhu's killing intent is pure substance, although I had a slight upper hand in the battle with him just now, and finally forced him to leave here, I also have to say that Xuanhu is worthy of being one of the four great heavenly demons. And you have a way to kill in your sword, but you don't have the bloodthirsty aura of his. There are also madness, which are somewhat similar to me, but after all, they are more killing. ”

Gu Shen said meaningfully: "Killing and madness, similar but not similar." The path of cultivation has always been tortuous, you are still young, you have too little experience, and you don't know what your sword will look like in the future. ”

Nangong Beidou was still a little dissatisfied with the comparison between Gu Shen's general Xuanhu and him, but he didn't say anything more, but he began to ponder Gu Shen's words in his heart.

"Well, let's not talk about that. Gu Shen, who had just fought a big battle, smiled again: "What about the person in charge?"