Chapter 680: Stratagem
In the Wuji Heavenly Power View, a gray-clothed Taoist dress is old, his face is like a pine and withered, listening to the gray-clothed middle-aged man under him, he suddenly rejoiced, and said, "Found that person?"
The gray-clothed middle-aged man had a little hesitation on his face, and the gray-clothed old man looked like a knife, and said coldly: "Can't you find it?"
The middle-aged man in gray clothes said: "I found it, it's just ......"
The gray-clothed old man's face softened, and he said coldly: "Then why are you spitting and spitting, could it be ......?"
The gray-clothed middle-aged man also told the gray-clothed old-fashioned man about the matter, and the gray-clothed old-fashioned man's face also changed when he heard it, and said, "Is there another candidate?" The gray-clothed middle-aged man shook his head silently.
The gray-clothed old man in the Taoist robe heard this, and said coldly: "Is it?" Suddenly, his eyes were like ghost fire, the cold light flashed, and he sneered again and again, the middle-aged man in the gray-clothed Taoist felt that this laughter was like a sword, his chest was stuffy, and he couldn't breathe, he looked at the gray-clothed middle-aged man coldly: "Don't let a third person know about this matter, otherwise you ......." The middle-aged man in the gray robe swore an oath and bowed back tremblingly.
After the middle-aged man in the gray robe stepped down, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man appeared from the Taoist temple, the young man's face was like a crown of jade, cinnabar shallow lips, and his eyebrows were like willows, extremely enchanting, especially in his eyes, there was a feminine and vicious color. The gray-clothed old man smiled at the young man and said, "Yunyun, did you hear that?"
The young man named Yunyun also smiled and said, "Grandpa, it's just that if that person knows, won't he be willing to give up?"
The gray-clothed old man sneered and said, "Even if he knows, does he dare to be an enemy of my Wuji Sect?" Even if he is willing, there will be people who are unwilling. ”
The gray-clothed old man smiled inexplicably and said: "His city is very deep, and whether it can be done is the problem, but now it ......." ”
The gray-clothed old man said to the young man again: "Although you are at ease in the clouds, you should not make a noise about this matter, if it is known by the master brother, it will also cause trouble." When the young man heard this, he nodded in understanding.
The sword edge is in the bamboo forest.
Bu Fan was wearing a white-clothed robe, only to see him slash into the void, and the young man jumped on the long sword and shouted: "Disease." ”
In an instant, the white rainbow pierced the sky, went leisurely, and went straight to the sky, Bu Fan glanced at it, only to see the three silver rainbows at the gate of the Yunding Palace.
This is the day when we will never see each other again, and this time we will be separated from life and death.
Bu Fan whispered: "Receive", and the silver sword turned back to its sheath steadily.
In another place in the green bamboo forest, the strong wind panted again and again, the sword qi swam between the silver swords, the arc light flashed in the forest, the strong wind sweated like rain, his face was as pale as snow, and he shouted several times: "Damn, hateful, hateful......" for a long time he was weak and fell to the ground, and silently pounded the ground.
A few hours ago, in Heng's house.
Ye Xuesi's expression was solemn, and Bu Fan's true disciples were also restless, anxious, seeing Yu Heng's lifeless breath and the black aura in his face, Ye Xuesi sighed.
Suddenly, there was a startling sound from outside the bamboo fence house, and Yang Xiong outside the door hurriedly welcomed Shang Yuanshou in, and everyone's faces were happy, and Yang Xiong said tremblingly: "Master......"
Shang Yuan's expression was exhausted, his hair was a little messy, and there was a faint light in his godless eyes, Ye Xuesi looked at the purple brown centipede, the purple brown centipede was broken, the scales were all over the body, it had been dead for a few days, the essence and blood were all dried up, Ye Xuesi finally shook his head for a long time.
Shang Yuan's first imperial sword went to the Yan Kingdom to make yang, after Yu Heng fainted that day, Elder Chen had sent his disciples to investigate, and then sent Yu Heng back to the Genting Palace, Shang Yuan's first seat went to Elder Chen's residence as soon as he arrived at the Yang, and from the several disciples, he learned that Yu Heng was very likely to encounter this poison in Yang Jishan.
Shang Yuan Shouzuo went to Jishan again, two days later, he found the dead purple brown centipede in a dirt cave, at that time the purple brown centipede essence blood has long been exhausted, that day Yu Heng and this purple brown centipede after the poison in Heng's body, this purple brown centipede also returned with injuries, and soon after it was out of breath.
Shang Yuan's head seat spent another day looking for the spirit creature that was born and restrained, but he got nothing, and he could only bring the corpse of the purple-brown thousand-foot centipede back to Jianfeng.
Seeing this, Shang Yuan turned his back and closed his eyes. The house was silent, for a long time, Yang Xiong finally couldn't help it, cried bitterly, tears fell, Ye Xuesi shook his head again and suddenly swam away with the power of his hand, and slapped Yu Heng a few times, Yu Heng, who was unconscious, coughed, and suddenly spit out a ball of black blood, Yu Heng's face was slightly red, and it seemed to have improved, Ye Xuesi choked up and said: "Heng'er, you ......"
Yu Heng seemed to have known for a long time, his face was indifferent, and he coughed: "I've been tired of my uncle for the past few days." ”
After hearing that Yu Heng woke up, Shang Yuan Shouza turned around again, and Yu Heng saw Shang Yuan Shouza covered in dust, and couldn't help crying: "In the past ten years, the master has taught carefully, and the disciple can only report in the next life. ”
Yang Xiong burst into tears and said, "Third Senior Brother, do you still have any unfulfilled wishes?"
Yu Heng smiled softly, shook his head, and said, "I'm homesick." ”
The three silver rainbows are the first seat of Shang Yuan, Shangguan Qi, Yang Xiong, Yu Heng and his party, the three silver rainbows have rushed into the sea of clouds, and the silver sword of Bufan has entered the sheath, at this time he holds the Taiyi copper essence that Yu Heng exchanged for his life, and said to himself: "Uncle Mu Lingfeng?"
Mu Lingfeng was the ninth elder of the Pingfeng Refining Pavilion, and he couldn't stand Yu Heng's dead skin, so he finally agreed to refine the sword for him.
Genting Palace, Pingfeng Refinery Pavilion.
A willow catkins and green-clothed girl smiled, blinked and said, "Elder Mu, my sword is finally ready?"
The old man in the white-robed Taoist rolled his eyes and said, "I'm so old that I can't help but toss in the three or two days before your retreat. ”
The white-clothed Taoist clothes were old and then said seriously: "And you are too disrespectful to the teacher, and in those days, you still said a sentence about Elder Mu, and a mouthful of Mu Shizu, but now you have become an old man?"
The green-clothed girl puffed up when she heard this, and said with a little hatred: "Elder Mu, you didn't call me less in those days." ”
When Feng Yangzi heard it, he smiled, passed by again, and said, "This is for you." Feng Yangzi handed over a jade short sword to the green-clothed girl in catkins, and said enviously: "This green tear jade is a rare sword material in the world. ”
Mu Lingfeng's old face suddenly blossomed, and he said with a smile: "Zhao girl, for the sake of the elders, forget to sleep and retreat, and help you refine the sword for a few days, or ......" Mu Lingfeng looked at the only remaining green jade in the hand of the green-clothed girl in the willow catkins, and seemed to want to say something, but there was a greedy look in his eyes, and the meaning of the moment was about to come out.
The girl in green immediately shook her head resolutely.
"Hey, the old man is just joking, the old decay sword has been tempered to the extreme, how can the old decay really have the idea of taking advantage of this girl of yours?" Mu Lingfeng said with a smile.
"It's really pitiful, I've been working for you for a few days for nothing, what is the name of that kid from Jianfeng......? Heng, and he wants the elders to help him refine his sword" Mu Lingfeng has no good qi.