In the dark room, a lamp is like a bean, swaying. ()

Du Chong walked to the lamp and sat down, his angular face full of eagerness.

"Billion stones. The villager reminded as he played with the black mud.

Du Chong nodded, and with a wave of his hand, a dense array of Yuan stones shot out and fell to the ground.

The ground looked unremarkable, and the Yuan Stone fell into the ground, but it disappeared in an extremely strange way.

Tianji Academy does not accept Yuanshi cards, but only real Yuanshi. Although Du Chong is here for the first time, he also knows this rule. Seeing that Yuanshi disappeared directly, his face did not change at all, and he continued to summon Yuanshi from inside the storage container.

A billion yuan of stones, piled on the ground is a small mountain, and it took a quarter of an hour for all of them to fly out of the storage container, and the ground is still empty, without any change.

Du Chong looked at the lone lamp in front of him, and his face showed urgency.

The faint light gradually brightened, and the light gradually dissipated, turning into an extremely clear picture.

Above the picture, there is a turbulent river. On the crest of the wave, ^H stood a pair of young men and women.

The young man's face was handsome and tall, but his whole body exuded a beast-like aura, which was quite incommensurate with his slightly immature face, and he stood there like a sword out of its sheath.

The girl next to the boy has long legs and a thin waist, her body is extremely hot, only half a head shorter than the boy, her starry eyes and nose, her childish and beautiful little face form a perfect contrast with her fiery figure, and she is definitely a beauty that is hard to find in the world. However, on the beautiful little face, there is a hint of coldness and pride.

The breath of two people, the teenager is three. A level martial artist, the girl is a fourth-level martial artist.

"Are they the ones who killed my master?" Du Chong turned his head and looked at the villager.

"Heaven is unknowable, what you can see, I can't see, so don't ask me. The villager gently tossed the black ball in his hand and said lazily. ()

"I see. Du Chong nodded.

The villager waved his hand slightly, and the picture of the light flashed, turning into a ball of bright light and flying into Du Chong's eyebrows. Du Chong's face showed a look of pain, and he clenched his teeth hard.

The villager waved his hand again, and a trace of milky white light flew out from Du Chong's eyebrows, tangled in the air, and turned into a small ball of white smoke. Inside the small ball, there was a faint figure, vaguely Du Chong's appearance, but his eyes were closed.

And at this moment, shallow wrinkles appeared on Du Chong's face, and the aura on his body also changed rapidly. In just an instant, the originally handsome and tall young man became a middle-aged man with a majestic expression.

"Alright!" the villager waved his hand, and the white smoke-like ball flew into his palm.

"From now on, as soon as these two people appear within a hundred thousand miles of you, you will be able to sense their whereabouts. The villager smiled.

Du Chong looked at the white light in the villager's hand, and his voice sounded, but it became slightly dark, it was the voice of a standard middle-aged man: "What is this?"

"Is this...... It's your hundred-year-old life, Evil Young Medicine King!" The villager smiled slightly, opened his mouth and inhaled, sucking the white light into his mouth.

Du Chong suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness, and he was almost about to burst into tears. It was as if something important had been cut off from the body.

After absorbing the white light, the villager's cheeks puffed up slightly, and he seemed to be much younger, and his expression was extremely happy.

"What, can't you bear it?" looked at Du Chong with a sad face, and the villager smiled.

"It's not. To avenge the teacher, you can still give up your life, let alone a hundred years of life?" Du Chong shook his head and said, "The current situation is beyond my control. ”

The villager nodded and smiled, "You can go!"

Du Chong nodded silently, stood up gently, and strode out. ♀

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On the river, Du Chong slowly tread the waves.

The mind sank into the sea of consciousness, and you could clearly see that there were two figures above the spiritual power lake. It was the tall boy with a handsome face and a wild breath and a stunning girl with long legs and a thin waist.

However, there was no fluctuation in this picture, and it was obvious that the other party was not within 100,000 miles of him.

"Master, his old man's whereabouts are uncertain, but most of the time, he will be within 100,000 miles of Taiyi City. Du Chongxin said, "The fall of Master should be within this range." ”

"This place is more than 100,000 miles away from Taiyi City, if I want to find these two people, I should return to the Taiyi City area. ”

"But before I can do that, I need to make a trip to the Peerless City. ”

Du Chong no longer hesitated, turned around and went up the river bank, heading in the direction of Wushuang City.

Wushuang City is another ancient city in Xiaozhou, and it is also the mountain gate of Wushuang Sect.

The mountain gate of the Wushuang Sect is located in the center of the Wushuang City, with a radius of thousands of miles, which is comparable to the scale of the mountain gate of the Taiyi Sect.

Beyond the mountain gate, there is an area inhabited by people outside the Musou Sect.

In the past ten years, there has been a famous talented woman Yan Qingmei in the Wushuang Sect, who is not only a powerful sixth-level martial artist, but also has excellent poetry and songs. Xiaozhou's literary style is the most prosperous, and after Yan Qingmei's fame was shocked, a large number of literati and rioters gathered in Wushuang City, and even the housing prices in Wushuang City skyrocketed.

These literati were not powerless scholars, but most of them were powerful warriors, and many of them were even old monsters who had lived in seclusion for hundreds of years. These people highly respect Yan Qingmei's talent, and Yan Qingmei is the second Qingshui Fairy.

Most of the scribes in Xiaozhou are elegant, and these people gather here, and they all have the intention of being favored by beauties. However, Yan Yan's eyebrows were above the top, and she didn't really look at these people in her eyes.

Among Yan Qingmei's supporters, many of them are very famous, such as Du Chong, the eldest disciple of Taiyi Sect, is one of them.

In the middle of Musou Castle, there is a garden, which is said to have been the residence of a high-ranking warrior. I don't know who gave this garden to Yan Qingmei, and it became the place where Yan Qingmei and the literati sang and sang poetry. And this famous garden is now also renamed Qingmei Garden.

The light eyebrow garden occupies a hundred miles of land, and its internal rune array is everywhere, and the defense can be described as impregnable, which is more than the mountain gate of Wushuang City. After obtaining this famous garden, Yan Qingmei's long-term residence is no longer in the mountain gate of the Wushuang Sect, but in this famous garden.

On weekdays, Yan Qingmei lives here with her younger sister Yan Qinghan, and her two elder brothers, the top two among the disciples of the Wushuang Sect, still live in the Wushuang Sect.

In the Qingmei Garden, there is a thin lake under the lonely mountain, and the lakeside is full of secluded fences, covering a small pavilion The latest chapter of the official career of the doctor. On the side of the pavilion, there is a gazebo. In the gazebo, Yan Qingmei sat opposite a middle-aged man.

"Du Chong, I haven't seen you for a long time, I didn't expect you to be like this. Yan looked at the majestic middle-aged man with light eyebrows, and said with a little emotion, "Is something wrong?"

"My master is dead, and I want to avenge him. Du Chong's expression was gloomy, and his voice was low.

"Xiao Baiyu is dead?" Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at Du Chongdao deeply, "Then, you went to Tianji Academy?"

"Yes. Du Chong said.

"Your master's death, death is retribution. Yan smiled sarcastically, "A person like him should have died a long time ago! You actually gave up a hundred years of life for him, is it worth it?"

"I was picked up from the dead man's pile, he raised me, and he has always been very good to me. Du Chong said in a deep voice.

"Maybe it's because you're beautiful!" Yan said indifferently.

"You!" Du Chong's face sank, and he said coldly, "Yan Qingmei, don't talk too much!"

"Isn't it?" Yan said lightly, "Xiao Baiyu's disciples are more beautiful than the other. Who doesn't know why?"

"Although Master has such habits, he has never been rude to us disciples. Du Chong's eyes flashed with coldness, staring at Yan Qingmei and said, "Yan Qingmei, although I am your subordinate, if you say such things again, Du will not be polite!"

"Do you want to do anything with me?" Yan smiled sarcastically.

Du Chong gritted his teeth hard and was silent. Yan Qingmei's strength is terrifying, he naturally knows it. Fighting with Yan Qingmei, he could only bring humiliation on himself.

"Say, what are you coming to me for?" Yan glanced at Du Chong coldly.

"I want to ask you to help me avenge my master. Du Chong said in a deep voice.

"How is the commission calculated?" Yan glanced at Du Chong lightly, "I know that you just spent a billion yuan stone in Tianji Academy. ”

"There are no commissions. Du Chong shook his head and said.

"No commission?" Yan raised his eyebrows lightly, and said with a frosty face, "Du Chong, how many years have you been joining our Templars? Have you ever heard of the precedent of making a move without a commission?"

"It's been fifteen years since my subordinates joined the Templars. Du Chong said in a low voice, "I have never heard of the precedent of making a move without a commission." ”

"Hmph!" Yan snorted coldly.

"But this time, things are different. Du Chong said in a deep voice.

"How is it different?" Yan said coldly.

"A strong man who can kill my master should be enough to arouse your interest!" Du Chong said in a deep voice, "I know that you have never taken on a mission in the past ten years, but you have killed many people. For you, killing powerful warriors who are stronger than you is the greatest pleasure. ”

"What's the fun of killing. Yan Qingmei said indifferently, "If you kill an opponent who is weaker than yourself, is it still called a killer?" The rules of the Templar Warriors are that every time they perform a mission, they cannot send a strong person who is stronger than their opponent. Not only us Templars, but also the Four Killer Organizations. Killers kill people is an art, and the same is true of poetry and songs. I'm just practicing. ”

"I see. Du Chong nodded, "Then would you like to practice again?"

"A strong man who can kill Xiao Baiyu...... It should be challenging. Yan Qingmei pondered for a moment, raised her eyebrows slightly, "Tell me what you know." ”

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