Looking back at Ye Bin, he didn't seem to have done anything. His outfit was light and light, but there was a hint of regret on his jade face: "The magic of the Rakshasa is indeed worthy of its name. I led it forward, did it with strength, but it still didn't grasp the point... But more than a decade later, this beast will not be evil in this valley. ”

Luo Qing finally understood that before the ghost beast came back, he was going to kill a horse pistol, but he was calculated by Ye Bien, but unfortunately, he still didn't see what kind of sword Ye Bien was.

At this time, the female show smiled again: "I have two swords, but they are not as good as you." This corner of the heart is yours, and you can cut it out and take it back as a souvenir. ”

It's a joke, of course. Yebion stretched out his hand, and the white palm, aside from the broken horn, still shone from the sky, but the plain hand was like jade, more beautiful than the broken horn. Luo Qing was not hypocritical, he reached out to reach.

Ye Bin explained again: "This horn is contained in the mouth, it can block most of the magic smoke in the world, and it is even more magical for the ghost beast itself......"

The distance between the two men was truly palpable, and the wind in the canyon seemed to have turned before the heyday of women's restoration, wrapped in a faint scent, swirling around his nose.

Luo Qing suddenly found himself a little nervous. He certainly didn't want to make a fool of himself, but he kept calm and broke the corner with three fingers.

Originally, it was all over, but at this moment, I don't know what kind of mentality it was, of course, it is certain that with guts, love inadvertently touched the palm of a woman's hand with her fingertips. This subtle and warm feeling came back from his fingertips, faintly but deeply imprinted in his memory.

The appearance of these two people has not changed. Luo Qing picked up the broken horn and thanked him again.

Yebion picked up the unconscious apprentice and prepared to leave. It seemed that she would not let Ye Tu and Luo Qing say goodbye again, but before leaving, she suddenly said, "Do you like swords too?"

Luo Qing nodded naturally at the thought of holding a sword in his hand, his eyes, heart, and guts were as smooth as a sword.

The female show's eyes were like a lake, and she smiled slightly and rippled in them: "I think you have amazing courage, but you also have a lot of heart, you must be an adventurer, you might as well look at this fog ......"

Just as the ghost beast was injured again, she drew a sea of clouds. When Luo Qing looked at it, the sword flashed, and Nuxiu and Ye Tu were gone. Law turned his face and saw only a wisp of light smoke, if not, a wisp of light smoke curled up and disappeared at the touch of his fingers.

Where are the traces? Luo Qing almost instinctively summoned people to look at the Heavenly Pole according to the divine plan. But he saw nothing but the vast void. Ten miles high and a range of fifty miles or so is already wide, but under Ye Dou's control, this range no longer makes sense.

"This is the real monk!"

Luo Qing deeply felt that only people like Ye Bin, who were like clouds, who entered the green world like a fairy, and floated in the air, were the goals he should pursue. They are like Yan Daoren, Snake Monk, and Xu Er, but they are just local dogs and chickens who tarnish the monk's reputation for no reason.

But I don't know when, when, to get to this state.

After receiving the photo of God, Luo Qing breathed a sigh of relief. He lamented the long road to eternal life, but never considered whether he had the strength to climb it. If you doubt your strength, it's best to calm down and move forward one step at a time.

Therefore, he quickly regained consciousness and, according to what Ye Bin said, turned his head to look at the raging clouds on the edge of the cliff. I don't think this sea of clouds is any different from other places. I don't know why Ye Bin specifically mentioned this matter.

If you had to say yes, it was Ye Bin, who pierced through the clouds and mist with firm and gentle force, striking the ghost beasts violently. But after this time, there is no trace ... Belch?

Thinking of the presence of traces, the mist on my face brought another breath. Luo Qing noticed this unusual shape, and couldn't help but touch his hand, brushing the clouds running towards the edge of the cliff. When his fingertips touched a certain point, the sensation suddenly became clear. In the unpredictable clouds, there seems to be a relatively steady coolness. Coolness is obviously acquired, but it penetrates every particle of the fog without affecting its original form at all. It's hard to imagine what kind of technology this is.

Luo felt that that layer of coolness was obviously the aftermath of Ye Dou's shock wave hitting the ghost beast. Ye Bin showed him this, obviously not for demonstration or anything like that, but to tell him a method of making a sword, a concept of making a sword, a direction of making a sword, in short, the meaning of a sword!

Luo Qing unconsciously stretched his arm a little farther in order to feel the subtleties of the sword more clearly. He didn't want to digest it right away. In fact, it's impossible. He just wanted to remember the meaning of the sword clearly and engrave it in his heart. He will think carefully and understand it for a long time to come. At this time, his ears were ringing.

It was not an illusion, but the cool and soft layer in the clouds seemed to be stimulated by some kind of inducement and exploded at this moment. Even if it erupted, it was not as impressive as usual, but something that turned into fog, which was unpredictable, and passed directly through Luo Qing.

The distance was too close, and Luo Qing didn't react at all. The light mist catalyzed by the shock wave penetrated the body and escaped from behind. The sea of clouds in front no longer has a similar sword meaning. But at this moment, Luo Qing's face turned pale, cold sweat was out of control, gushing out from the pores of his body, and then quickly took away the strength of his whole body, causing it to almost collapse.

The atomized shockwave only existed in his body for a short period of time, but it was the full power of the sword intent left by Ye Bien, and it was equivalent to the female cultivator of Xuan Zhi swinging his sword at him - the measure was good, but it felt really bad.

He did remember it, it was deeper than he thought, but this way...

Luo Qing felt weak, lying on his back on the ground, looking at the clear and spotless sky, he seemed to see Ye Bin's calm eyes, like the water of the lake, and the thick and firm tenderness contained in them. After a long silence, he interrupted me with a sudden sigh, sighed, and laughed.

In the midst of laughter, the yellow skirt went from an unattainable goal to a deep scale, it remained on the distant path to eternal life, temporarily obscured by a thick cloud.

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At the end of summer, as the unique birthplace of two of the world's rivers, the Broken Side Mountains remain green and vibrant. In its southern mountain range, separated by the main peak for thousands of miles, there is a black soil and ironstone surrounded by borders. The tallest mountain around it is called Yadan, which is 1,000 feet high. However, the main body has been disconnected from the broken mountains. In between, there is a basin with fertile soil, suitable for people to live in compact communities. Cliff City was built on this land border and became a well-deserved centerland within 10,000 miles.

Just after a heavy rain, the accumulated water poured down the mountains on both sides, and the city was completely washed away. This unique mountain trail is not muddy, but it is immediately much cleaner.

Zhao Wu hurried along the road, stepping over the shallow puddles piled up on the stone steps. He kept walking. Although the air was cool after the rain, he quickly accumulated a layer of oil and sweat. He crushed the stone box in his arms. The box is not heavy, but it is heavy for him.

Zhao Wu was a very ordinary resident of Cliff City. He has quick hands and feet and a nimble mind. He usually gives people time to help, earn some spare money, and spend less. He can get through it, too. He had been running around the city all year round, and he knew that there were some so-called "immortals" who came in and out of the Cliff City. These people are not good at serving them, but if things are done satisfactorily, they will reward them without hesitation. The second son of the next door Sun used to be rich because he ran a leg and got an unknown sum of money. Envy is envy, Zhao Wu didn't expect that this kind of good thing would fall on him one day...

However, if you think twice, good things can turn bad!

He trembled, stifling his instinctive greed. He took two more steps and entered the borders of the "new city".

Over the course of thousands of years, the city has naturally formed three regions. That is, the "Upper Town" was originally built in Yadan, the "Lower Town" of the Central Basin, while the "New Town" developed relatively late and was connected to the broken mountains.

It's not a man-made neighborhood, it's just a convention. However, in the hearts of commoners like Zhao Wu, such a pattern has been formed: Shangcheng is where the Shangxian of the White Mansion live. It's mysterious. The lower town is the nest of these children with feet of mud. As for the most prosperous and expensive areas, the new city is naturally one of them.

The shop where the White House buys Dragon Cave Grass is located at the junction of the New City and the Lower City. It has a very large appearance. However, only one small door has been opened at the moment. There was a clerk sitting lazily inside.

This situation is not surprising either. It's still the off-season to buy agave. Agave grows in the spring and withers at the end of autumn. As a result, the herb troops in the city set out in early spring and did not return until late autumn and early winter. In addition, the long journey and the really lively days are approaching Chinese New Year's Eve.

Zhao Wu cautiously walked through the door. The man at the counter saw him and didn't seem to react. He stared at him. Zhao Wu knew very well that any assistant in the store could easily lay off a dozen of them. He was more careful now, and whispered, "That... Is there tequila here?"

"Why don't you take it?"

The store clerk stood up with a smile on his face. He knocked on the counter to get the dozing pharmacist inside ready. The pharmacist stood up, quickly took out the exchange form, dipped it in ink with a brush, and put it in front of Zhao Wu, who carefully took out the stone box that almost covered the hot stone with his arms and put it on the counter, and the eyes of the pharmacist and the clerk immediately fell on it.

Zhao Wu also knew a few words. He first drew a circle on the "Consignment" column on the list, then quickly found the most striking column at the top of the inventory, drew another circle, and finally signed his name. Only then did he carefully return it to me.

The pharmacists and assistants saw only the black circle behind the words "sell goods for commission", and their faces became longer. They also saw the cylinder in front of the second black circle, and their faces were even bluer. Zhao Wuyi looked at Yan Guan's face. He panicked when he saw this. However, remembering the rich reward, he timidly asked, "Do you want to change?"

"Change, why not?"

The pharmacist's tone was exactly the same as the man's. He retrieved the list and stared at it. Suddenly, he asked again, "Sanyang Mansion Building?"

"Yes, Fujian Sanyang."

Zhao Wuxin was nervous and responded calmly. Although he had experienced the goods before, his heart was still beating violently when the pharmacist asked him. However, he was also confused. Why did the pharmacist and his assistant react so strangely?