"Old man, who were those two just now?" Han Zhonglin took in the scene just now and inquired unhurriedly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"They are the two rangers in the town, and they do things that hurt nature and reason on weekdays, alas, don't say anything. The old man waved his hand repeatedly.

After paying for the wontons, Han Zhonglin was about to turn around and leave, when he heard a gong sound in front of him. When I walked up to take a look, I saw pedestrians standing on both sides, and a small path flashed in the middle.

"Bell... The gong was getting closer and closer, and in the middle of the road ahead came a messenger, followed by a woman, who was striking the gong in front and scolding viciously, while the woman behind was staggering, her hair was messy, her face was as pale as dirt, the corners of her mouth were torn, and her clothes were already tattered, and she shivered with cold. Looking at the woman closely, her eyebrows are like the distant mountains, her nose is straight, and she has a bit of a posture, and she can't help but feel pity.

"Hmph, sao vixen, at this time, you are still pretending to be pitiful and let you seduce men. A fat woman on the side of the road took two sips, scolded fiercely, her eyes were full of hatred, and picked up the rotten vegetable leaves on the ground with one hand and threw them over.

Some people took the lead, and the women on both sides of the crowd also made ruthless moves, and garbage such as eggs, rotten vegetable leaves, and radish heads flew all over the sky.

"Alas, the third young grandmother is not that kind of person, how can he commit adultery with his subordinates?" Han Zhonglin listened to an old woman next to him whisper regret.

"Yes, the third young grandmother is such a kind person, she often takes care of everyone, this world is really a good person and there is no good reward. A middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh.

"What a poor man, tomorrow he will be put into a pig cage and thrown into the river and drowned, what a reason!" someone chimed in.

Seeing the woman walking in front of him, Han Zhonglin also sighed in his heart: "Why do women prefer women who are embarrassed?"

On the morning of the second day, the entire Wu'an Town was in an uproar, and the grandmother of Zhao Sanshao was rescued.

Han Zhonglin left Wuyang Town all the way to the west, no longer in a hurry, but slowed down his pace, walking in the streets and alleys every day, between the chaos and the teahouse and the restaurant, rolling between the red dust, is to enter the world, taste the taste of life in the world, and seek transcendence.

All the way down, through the Purple Moon Plain, over a hundred miles of swamps, deep into the Yiyi mountains, in the blink of an eye is a year. Over the past year, Han Zhonglin has traveled to more than a dozen small countries in the mountains of Yiyi, but he has never found any trace of the Immortal Family Dojo.

The southern part of the country of Fu Ao is in the area of Cangshan.

On top of the rock, a young man sat cross-legged, dressed as a young Taoist priest, with a branch in his mouth, and was looking at the feng shui around him.

Han Zhonglin has stayed here for many days, tirelessly, wandering among the poor mountains and bad waters all day long, looking for traces of immortals.

"Hey, it took more than ten days. ”

Han Zhonglin was helpless in his heart, so he took off the water hyacinth in his waist with one hand, and poured a few sips of it.

At this moment, a green line in front of him came straight to Han Zhonglin's heart, and the speed was extremely fast, and the green line turned out to be a light green poisonous snake.

Seeing that it was about to stab, a flash of light poured out from Han Zhonglin's chest, and the next moment he saw the green snake fly out upside down and fall into the pile of rocks below.

"Hehe, even you want to sneak attack even if you are a green-skinned brute, and the master will let you peel off your skin if you don't die. Han Zhonglin dusted off his clothes and muttered to himself.

A year ago, he stepped into the innate realm, and it was another year of hard cultivation, Han Zhonglin cooperated with the method of self-cultivation recorded in the "Yang Yuan Sutra", slowly absorbed the vitality of heaven and earth to expand the meridians, and repaired the dark scabies in the body, and now he has reached the peak of the innate realm, which can be described as a rapid progress, in addition, the "Fu Shen Law" has also stepped into the realm of "righteous gods". Now Han Zhonglin's body is fragrant, and his skin is like that newborn baby, like mutton fat and white jade, I am afraid that it is whiter and smoother than the skin of a cardamom girl!

In the past few days, Han Zhonglin has also been quite depressed, and he walked around the vicinity of Diancang Mountain several times, but he also found nothing, so he almost scolded Qu Tianjun's old man. It was quite boring and not much fun in the mountains and forests all day long, so Han Zhonglin simply teased some wild things for fun. Just now, he had already discovered the green snake waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack below, but he didn't move, but he didn't expect this snake to really come like this, and he was relieved.

"Let's take a look at it again, don't leave some of the subtleties behind. ”

Han Zhonglin stood up and flew down the rock, his body was as light as a cloud swallow, and in a silent moment, he saw a string of white shadows, flickering back and forth, and disappeared into the distance after a while.

He searched back and forth in Diancang Mountain aimlessly for a few days, but still found nothing, and Han Zhonglin's mood became more and more gloomy.

This morning, Han Zhonglin sat by the stream, the gourd had just been filled with sweet spring water, looking at the mountains in the distance, his heart was extremely lost, and he was exhausted after a year.

"Hey, I haven't explored it before, is it true that I, Han Zhonglin, don't have that life?" Han Zhonglin shook his head and sighed in his heart.

"Let's go and see, if I am fortunate to have it and lose my life, there is still a glimmer of hope. Han Zhonglin flashed, crossed the stream, and rushed towards the mountain in front of him.

As soon as he flew four or five miles away, Han Zhonglin suddenly stopped.

"The sound of a fight ahead?"

Han Zhonglin judged the downwind direction and swept towards the northeast.

"There are really people fighting, let's go see what's going on first!" After walking for two or three miles, Han Zhonglin heard the sound of piercing gold cracking stones not far in front of him, and immediately restrained his breath and sneaked up, not daring to get too close.

Han Zhonglin hid behind a boulder, and when he looked from a distance, he saw two men, one green and one white, facing each other, the man in green shirt was wearing his hair and holding a stainless steel sword, exuding a wild momentum, while the elegant man in white on the opposite side was holding a sharp sword, and the sword was shining brightly.

"Bell."

From a distance, I saw two figures, one green and one white, intertwined with each other, the speed was extremely fast, the collision of swords aroused sparks, and the sword qi and sword qi flew, cutting pieces of mountain stones into pieces like cutting tofu.

"Huh... Hmmm.."

The two figures quickly separated, and the two sides looked at each other, wary of each other. The chests of the two rose and fell violently, obviously the fierce fight just now consumed a lot of physical strength from the two of them, but they still held each other, and they couldn't tell the winner for a while.

"The duel between the two innate masters?" Han Zhonglin looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

Since stepping into the Innate Realm, Han Zhonglin has never seen other Innate Masters, and today he looked at the two of them, and those two were fighting a life-and-death duel.

"Chen Yuanyang, quickly hand over the sect's recommendation order, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind. The man in green clothes said loudly.

"Hmph, Song Kun, if you also want to get involved in the sect's recommendation order, if you want it, then rely on your ability to take it!" The man in white said in a deep voice, although his voice was not loud, but it was extremely resolute.

"Brother Chen, our fathers can be regarded as having some friendship, and the two of us can be regarded as brothers of the same sect, and we are both descendants of the sect, why is this so?" Song Kun slowly smiled on his face: "I am one year older than you, and I can be regarded as your brother, how about this recommendation order to be a brother, I will try my best to take you to the beginning after I get started, and I can swear here!"

"In that case, why don't Brother Song let the younger brother join the sect first, and the younger brother will do his best to help Brother Song, wouldn't it be better?" Chen Yuanyang said softly, but he sneered in his heart.

"You.."

Song Kun saw that Chen Yuanyang was soft and hard, and he was suffocated at the moment, and after a little contemplation, a trace of fierceness flashed on his face.

"Since you're stubborn, I don't mind giving you a ride. Song Kun said as he took out a black knife from his bosom.

"Dark Soul Knife, you actually have such a magic weapon!" Chen Yuanyang's face immediately changed, and he pretended to be calm and said: "But with your current skills, I'm afraid you won't be able to exert the power of this Dark Soul Knife, if you use it forcibly, you will definitely be violently attacked by the Dark Soul Knife!"

"Hmph, it's enough to clean you up, as long as I join the sect, I will have a lot of elixirs, and I'm afraid of any backlash!" Song Kun snorted coldly.

Song Kun mobilized the Yuan Force of his whole body to drive the magic weapon, and his face turned pale all of a sudden. I saw that the black knife was good in the wind after absorbing the yuan force, and it became more than a foot long, and the surface of the blade was covered with black mist, which was a little evil.

"Die!"

Song Kun shouted, and when he heard the sound of "sigh", the dark soul knife cut through a black line, and went straight to the opposite side, and the next moment he saw a big hole in the chest of the man in white, and then fell straight down. The Dark Soul Knife also fell into the crack of the stone due to the lack of Yuan Force's control.

Song Kun saw that Chen Yuanyang was dead, and fell to his knees with a "poof", his face was painful and hideous, and his eyes glared and fainted, obviously seriously injured by the backlash of the black dark soul knife.

Seeing that the man in white fell down in an instant, motionless, and an innate master actually died like this, Han Zhonglin was stunned all of a sudden.

"Dead? The man in white died like this, and what was that black thing?"

The man in green seemed to have fainted, and went over to see what was going on. Han Zhonglin sneaked over.

When he stepped forward, he found that the man in white had been killed by a sharp weapon through his chest, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't bat an eye.

"Hey, is there still gas?" Han Zhonglin found that the man in Tsing Yi was still alive, and his breath was quite weak.

"I just heard what the two of them said about the 'recommendation order', it seems to be related to the sect. ”

Han Zhonglin suddenly remembered the conversation between the two just now, and after a while, he turned out a palm-sized dark black token and a parchment roll from the man in white.

"Where's that black thing?"

Han Zhonglin looked around, and finally found a three-inch-long black knife in a stone crevice not far away.

Looking at the two people lying on the ground, one dead and one fainting, Han Zhonglin sighed with emotion: "The innate realm is also not easy to cultivate, but in the end, the two ended up like this. ”

"Forget it, take people's things, and do some personnel. ”

After Han Zhonglin put away his belongings, he picked up the body of the man in white and disappeared into the depths of the mountain forest.

Half a day later, Song Kun woke up leisurely, but found that Chen Yuanyang's body was long gone, his heart was bored, a few mouthfuls of blood spurted out, and he immediately fainted to death.

is really a response to the sentence "The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind", Song Kun and Chen Yuanyang fought for life and death, but in the end they made a wedding dress for Han Zhonglin!;