Chapter 7: A Sword Enters the City
The dervish folded his hands, bowed his head slightly, and replied, "I haven't seen it." ”
"You really didn't see it?" The venomous gaze of the python wandered back and forth on the ascetic's face, as if scrutinizing.
"Ascetics, only care about the path under their feet, and don't dare to look at the height of the sky, it may be that there are cultivators passing by, but I really haven't seen it." Although the dervishes bowed their heads in respect, they spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly.
"Boss, this monk is lying to you." Among the dozen or so sand bandits behind the poison, one of them suddenly spoke.
"Oh?" The poisonous expression suddenly turned cold.
This subordinate of his, who is responsible for interrogation, is the best at observing words and feelings.
People who are not deep in the city government, whether they lie or not, his subordinates can often see through it at a glance, obviously, the ascetic in front of him is not a person who is good at lying.
In the next moment, the body poison stretched out his hand, directly grabbed the neck of the ascetic in front of him, and lifted him up, "Didn't the Buddha tell you that you have to abstain from lying as a monk?" ”
"Say, in which direction did he go?" With a slight force on his poisonous hand, the ascetic's face suddenly turned pale.
The ascetic monks have just embarked on the path of ascetic cultivation, and they have encountered the test of the path.
Not to mention, life is not guaranteed.
But if it is said, it is under the coercion of the powerful and chooses to help and abet.
The state of mind is suddenly ruined, and there is no way to repair.
At this time, the ascetic monks who have been lowering their eyebrows and treating this group of sand bandits with their eyes are not right, at this time, they finally raised their heads for the first time, looked directly at the gloomy gaze of the poison, and calmly recited: "The first precept, do your best day and night to hold your heart like a real person, have no killing intent, be kind to all sentient beings, and do not harm thieves, move or the like." ”
"Don't conspire with the erector!" The ascetic is a word at a time, and the words are correct and round.
"Very good, very good," said with a venomous smile: "It is worthy of being an ascetic, for a person who knows each other, you can even want your life, monk, your realm is indeed high." ”
"Since the realm is so high, then I will send you to the Buddha and let you talk to the Buddha." The next moment, the body poison descended the killer without warning.
Laugh at!
His hand holding the dervishe's neck suddenly turned green, and he exerted an eerie poisonous force that directly crushed the dervishe's neck.
The dervishe's face froze, his body shook, and he fell to the ground suddenly.
Blood poured out of his neck, seeped into the fiery grains of sand beneath him, and vanished.
Body Poison glanced at the ascetic's corpse, his face expressionless, "What I hate most in my life is these sanctimonious monks, who are obviously just laymen, but they really regard themselves as saints?" ”
"Boss, what's next?" The sand bandit who spoke earlier asked.
The body poison thought for a while, and then said: "Let's continue to chase in the direction of the east, this person is going east at the beginning."
It's just that later, for some reason, I changed multiple directions one after another, and now that I lost it, I can only chase it in the original direction. ”
"Sooner or later, though, he'll catch up," said Poison Grim, "after all, he has our mark on him......"
If it weren't for the storage rings that would isolate their sense of the imprint, they wouldn't have had to chase it so much.
The body is poisonous, and the heart is secretly hidden.
"Okay." The bandits responded in unison.
Soon, more than a dozen figures rose to the sky and disappeared into the sky.
And in the same place, after a gust of wind blows, the quicksand gushes up, and soon the body of the dervish is submerged and buried.
The whole desert is used as a grave.
.......
In the desert, the two biggest feelings:
One is the vastness of heaven and earth, and the other is its own insignificance.
Even Lu Qingshan, who had already reached the realm of Yuanying, couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
But the ascetics who can cultivate qi dare to walk through the desert on foot.
No pain, no gain.
It is not unreasonable for ascetics to produce powerful monks frequently.
With the direction of the ascetic before, Lu Qingshan took the map and looked at it for a while, and then walked forward.
He didn't set the speed to the fastest, because in this case, if the direction is not right, pull the speed to the fastest, once it deviates a little, it is only his own time wasted.
It's just that not long after taking the map back to the storage ring, Lu Qingshan's eyebrows suddenly raised.
In his divine sense, behind him, there were more than a dozen monks, flying in his direction.
The purpose is very clear, and it is obviously not a passing by accident.
More than a dozen sand bandit monks led by the body poison roared over, but in a moment, they were close to Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan raised his head, looked at the body poison that took the lead, a cold glint appeared in his eyes, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said to himself: "Sand bandits? ”
On the other side, looking at Lu Qingshan, who slowly raised his head and looked calm, his face changed, and his eyes showed vigilance.
Because he couldn't even see what Lu Qingshan's cultivation was!
"Did you practice some special spell, or did you have any magic weapons?" The body was poisonous and his heart moved, but a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.
For people like them, spells or magic weapons that can conceal their breath are very attractive.
"Boss, is this the kid?" While the body was still looking at Lu Qingshan, among the dozen or so sand bandits he was carrying, there was already an extremely burly monk with rough and dark skin who asked.
Sand bandits usually have two personality traits.
One is the poison of the body, the cautious and cautious work, and the methods are extremely ruthless, after experiencing countless flies and dogs, and finally growing up, he can be called an old treacherous and cunning.
One is a person who doesn't understand the rules and doesn't want to make a move, this kind of person will generally die quickly, but if he can grow up, he is absolutely ruthless.
Generally speaking, to take the lead, you need to have the character of body poison.
But among his subordinates, there must be one or two second kind of people, because this kind of person can do a lot of things that are not suitable for the body to do.
Body Poison didn't say much, just nodded slightly.
The burly monk spat and laughed wildly: "The monk didn't even want his life before, what is the use of helping this kid hide his whereabouts?" No, we're still catching up. ”
In the next moment, the burly monk felt a chill all over.
Because the moment he finished speaking, the "fat sheep" in their eyes suddenly exuded an extremely strong coercion that could shock their hearts.
Lu Qingshan's eyes were extremely cold, "What did you do with that ascetic?" ”
"That monk would rather die than tell you where you are," the burly monk swallowed, but when he looked at the body poison beside him who did not speak, he suddenly became angry again, and said stiffly: "Then we have to send him to death as he wishes." ”
"Good." Lu Qingshan nodded, lowered his eyes, and did not speak again.
Sou!
A sound exploded over the vast desert, and suddenly sounded.
The blazing red sword light lit up and slashed towards the burly monk who spoke.
There was a miserable scream, and in the next moment, the burly monk who had cultivated in the late stage of Jin Dan turned into a cloud of blood mist, and suddenly exploded in front of the rest of the dozen or so sand bandits, making their mouths dry, and their minds seemed to be captured, and they froze in place for a while, not daring to move.
"Yuanying Sword Cultivator ......" looked at the young monk in front of him, and a bitter feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.
"Damn, this old man Huang misunderstood me, why did he sell me a Yuanying monk as a fat sheep?" At the same time, there is also resentment, which arises spontaneously from the poisonous heart of the body.
"It's us who have no eyes and no beads, and we have offended you," the body reacted quickly, and he was even more able to bend and stretch, and soon he gathered the resentment in his heart, and said to the young sword cultivator in front of him: "You also killed one of my subordinates, even if this matter is settled, how about it?" ”
"Flat?" Lu Qingshan looked lightly at the poison of his body who was talking about the scene.
The body poison released a little bit of the coercion of his middle Yuan Infant stage, and said with a smile: "You and I are both Yuan Infant Monks, if you really want to make a move, it's hard to say who wins and who loses."
Besides, our leader, the vulture old man, is a great cultivator who will repay the retribution, if you really want to fight, even if you can defeat us, you may not be able to withstand the vulture old man's revenge at that time.
Wouldn't it be better to leave this matter exposed? The subordinates who were killed by you before should be regarded as venting your anger, and I will never pursue them again. ”
The body poison is also secretly threatening, first showing his cultivation to make Lu Qingshan jealous, and then moving out of the name of the vulture old man in order to suppress Lu Qingshan.
But his words were very polite and decent, obviously subdued, and he didn't see the threat at all, so that Lu Qingshan could get by.
Jian Xiu is a person who values face, and a treacherous and cunning person like Body Poison naturally understands this truth, and it doesn't matter if he gives Lu Qingshan a few points in terms of speech momentum, he won't lose much to himself anyway.
"Flat? You can indeed settle the matter of provoking me," Lu Qingshan seemed to ask, as if he was answering, "But what about the ascetic who was killed by you?" How is this going to be smoothed out? ”
"What do you want?" When he heard this, his face was gloomy as water, "It's just an insignificant person?" You don't know him, do you still want to avenge him? ”
"Blood debt ......" Lu Qingshan's cold voice sounded, "Of course it is to be paid in blood!" ”
The ascetic whose name he didn't know, the little monk who was just refining qi and cultivating for the sake of him who didn't know him, would rather die than tell him his whereabouts.
And as a sword cultivator, as a monk in the infancy of the Yuan Dynasty, isn't it natural for him to avenge the ascetics?
Rumble! Rumble!
Two voices burst out one after another, and next to the blazing red sword light, another emerald green sword light rushed out.
The two flying swords, blazing red and turquoise, swept towards the poison and the sand bandits he led respectively.
The peach blossom holding the killing sword intent hostage, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, quickly wandered among those sand bandits who were not Jindan cultivators and harvested.
"Lord Poison, help!" Feeling the terrifying power and fierce killing machine coming from the peach blossoms, the sand bandits were immediately panicked.
As soon as the words fell, the green peach blossom had already passed through the body of the sand bandit who opened his mouth to ask for help.
There is simply no room for struggle.
The other bandit monks suddenly had desperate expressions on their faces.
The difference in strength is too big!
They are all murderers without blinking.
As the saying goes, how can you walk by the river without getting your shoes wet, and they also expected the day when they fell, but they didn't expect that they would be killed at will like this.
On the other side, the blazing red dragon sparrow turned into a little cold and headed towards the body poison, like a surging thunder, unimaginably powerful.
The body poison heart moved, and a dark green light rose from the surface of his body, and countless runes appeared in his hands.
Facing Lu Qingshan's dragon sparrow, the body poison waved his right palm to meet it, and the poisonous dark green poisonous gas swirled out, pounced on the dragon sparrow, as if to pollute it.
Snort!
The flames attached to the surface of the dragon sparrow rose up, and in an instant, all the dark green poisonous gas was scorched.
Boom!
The castrated dragon sparrow collided with the right hand full of poison and runes.
The aftermath of the horror spread out in all directions, and the overflowing spiritual power and sword qi formed a circle of ripples.
The runes surrounding the palm of his poisonous hand shattered, and his figure was shocked and flew backwards dozens of feet.
Fixing his figure, he looked at it again, and found that his right hand was already a blur of flesh and blood.
"How is that possible?" Disbelief flashed in his poisonous eyes.
He is a body cultivator, and the five poisons he cultivates are not destructible, and he doesn't dare to say that it is not bad compared to the Vajra of Buddhism, but at least it can be regarded as a superior body forging technique, how can he be so miserable under the attack of a flying sword in front of him?
Lu Qingshan's heart was calm.
Silence penetrates the artistic conception, even if it is the defense of physical cultivation, it is not a problem.
"Are you really going to die?" stared at Lu Qingshan with poison, gritted his teeth.
"You're just a fish under a knife, how can you break the net?" Lu Qingshan's words full of murderous intent made his body poison like falling into an ice cave.
The sound hasn't gone away.
Wow!
The dragon sparrow spiraled upward, streaking across the sky once more.
The speed was so fast that I couldn't see the shadow of the sword clearly, and I could only see a blazing red light.
With this sword, Lu Qingshan used his Immortal True Intent to evolve the Killing Sword Intent.
Under such a double blessing, the speed of the dragon bird at this time has reached an astonishing sixty times the speed of sound.
The distance of hundreds of zhang is only an instant.
"No ......!" Feeling the poison of the deadly threat, his heart was cold, and the spiritual power of his whole body was running violently, the dark green light was flourishing, and the runes surrounded his body, like stars.
Rumble!
A cold light suddenly rose on the dragon sparrow, and it suddenly erupted at this moment.
The mighty sword turned into a frost line, breaking through the runes around his poisonous body, extinguishing the dark green light, and finally entering from the dantian position of his abdomen.
Poison looked down at the huge wound on his abdomen, and blood spurted out of the hideous wound.
But what's even worse is that this sword also shattered his Yuan Baby.
He looked up at Lu Qingshan in the distance again, opened his mouth, and finally before the words came out of his mouth, his eyes dimmed.
Then, the poisonous figure fell straight from the sky.
Lu Qingshan's heart was cold, and the poisonous death did not calm the killing intent in his heart.
The dragon sparrow circled in the air and flew towards the sand bandits on the side.
The dragon sparrow and the peach blossom two natal swords are flying.
Whether it was the sand bandit monk who opened his mouth to beg for mercy, or the sand bandit monk who escaped with his escape technique, they were all chased by Peach Blossom and Dragon Sparrow.
In front of Jian Xiu's flying sword, there are very few people who can escape.
Without it, among the same level, the flying sword of the inner sword is the fastest spell, and there is no one.
…………
After all the sand bandits were killed, Lu Qingshan put away the storage rings of these sand bandits.
Although these sand bandits are all physical, after all, they are robbing the road, and their net worth can barely be regarded as rich.
Call.
Lu Qingshan flipped over and took out the map he had purchased from East Bird City.
Since he entered the Mogao Desert, he had not come into contact with any monks except for a trip to the East Bird City and an ascetic who asked for directions.
And how did the sand bandits target him and track him down in the vast desert?
At this point, he couldn't understand what the problem was.
Lu Qingshan's divine sense was released, and after patrolling back and forth on the map three or four times, he finally found a faint spiritual light at the thunder sign that the white-haired old cultivator had pointed at before.
This aura is very hidden, even if he went to look for it, he only found it after a long time, and it is no wonder that he did not find it before.
The spiritual power worked slightly, and in an instant, that bit of spiritual light was crushed.
Lu Qingshan pondered in place for a moment, and finally made a decision.
He straightened his body and rose with his sword again.
But this time, he was not heading in Giant Bear City.
It's the East Bird City when he came.
..........
The old cultivator named Huang Zhong was in front of the counter of the Dongque Shop, counting something, but his heart was wandering out of the world.
"The young monk from before, who was generous, must be a fat sheep...... Huang Zhong played with a few rosaries in his hand and muttered: "After the poison is successful, the achievements will be credited with a large amount of money...... With this income, you can buy some quenching pills and impact the sixth refining......"
He is a Jindan old cultivator of the Dongque tribe, who is in charge of the Dongque ware shop, and he seems to have a lot of oil and water.
But as I said before, the West Desert has many body cultivations, and the demand for body cultivation for magic weapons is extremely low, so in fact, he doesn't have much business at all throughout the year, so how can he get oil and water?
On the contrary, it was another Jindan monk in the tribe who was similar to his cultivation, in charge of the Dongque Dan Pavilion, and the oil and water were called abundant, and he was extremely red when he saw it.
Until a few years ago, someone from the sand bandit came to the door and discussed with him the business of partnering with the pit people, he was responsible for providing information about the monks, and the sand bandits were responsible for intercepting and killing the monks, and after the matter was completed, he could get a share of 10%.
Since then, his pockets have gradually swelled.
"Fat sheep, fat sheep, when will we find another fat sheep?" Huang Zhong was looking forward to it in his heart.
Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive.
But with that Cao Cao, there was also a flying sword.
It was a blazing red glow, and as soon as it was released, it was as bright as the dawn sun.
The sword qi on the sword was like a dragon and a phoenix, falling from the sky, and blasting into the Dongque Weapon Shop with the flying sword.
Just like the name of the sword to the sheath.
The brilliant sword rays, like the immortals touching their heads, entered from the heavenly spirit in the yellow, and then bloomed.
A blood mist exploded.
Huang Zhong didn't even let out a wail.
Outside Dongque City, Lu Qingshan, dressed in black, hung in the air, looking at the city with cold eyes.
The people are still outside the city.
But the sword has entered the city.