"Heaven and earth are infinite, and Qiankun borrows the law!"

Yan Chixia walked with a sword, and the thunder in her palm fell continuously, and the mighty thunder shook the ground and roared.

In the midst of the fire, the fire crows flew up and down.

The Yin soldiers and ghosts were already struggling, and then they were continuously swept by the brilliant thunder, which was no different from waiting for death on the spot, and turned into nothingness in pieces.

Shi'er picked up the large money sword, and still couldn't kill the sporadic Yin soldiers, ran to Yan Chixia's side, and complained: "Master, you are too efficient in subduing demons and subduing demons today, can't you slow down?" ”

"You also said that Master, I was almost killed just now, and I didn't see you come to save me."

"Haha, Master is making fun of me again."

Shi'er didn't believe it, rolled his eyes, and said tentatively: "Master, today is an auspicious day for the zodiac, you should take advantage of the victory to pursue and destroy a few ghost kings." ”

"It's almost as good as destroying you."

Yan Chixia glared at Shi'er and warned: "It is not advisable to be greedy for merit, we have stayed in the Yin and Yang Realm for too long, this place is not the world after all, if it is late, there will be changes, so we should leave quickly." ”

"Okay, next time."

"Come on, you're frizzy, and you don't have my composure at all."

Yan Chixia snorted coldly, waved her hand to summon three flying swords, and rose into the sky with Shi'er and Liao Wenjie.

After the three of them left, there were ghosts and ghosts coming and going, confirming that the power of the nine-tailed fox had been wiped out, and they went straight back to report to their respective masters.

……

No doorway.

Shi'er had an axe pinned to his waist, and a money sword was placed in a huge sword box behind his back, and he was saying goodbye to Cui Hong.

Although the separation is sad, when I think of the sky high and the birds flying, the sea is wide and the fish jumps, and there are no shackles in the world, Shi'er can't help but laugh.

Yan Chixia is not there, with his cold on the outside and hot on the inside, he will definitely cry when he is separated, but he is a good-faced person, and he doesn't want to make a fool of himself in front of his juniors, so he naturally won't appear.

The mother is worried, and the mother is not worried, the contrast is stark, and this is probably the scene.

"Brother Shi, I don't know when I will see you again, you take care of yourself, and remember not to have meaningless disputes with others."

Cui Hong gradually grabbed Shi'er's hand and told him again and again that although he had never been far away, he was a scholar, and there were always a lot of truths taught in books.

"Brother Hongjian rest assured, I have made an appointment with the master, and after three years, no matter where I am, I will go back to the uninhabited house to visit him."

Shi'er Lehe waved his hand: "Moreover, you still have my paper crane by your side, we often keep in touch, and letters are not indispensable." ”

"Three years later, it's too long......"

Cui Hong gradually shook his head slightly, he had made up his mind to study hard for the township test in two months, but he was afraid that after three years, Shi'er would not be able to see him if he returned to Wumen.

There are many signs that a boy becomes a man, physical maturity is not mature, no matter how much you sleep with a girl, it is useless, the important thing is the psychological process.

Loved, and knew what to work for.

After the wedding night, Cui Hong gradually completed his transformation, and he used to want to gain fame because of the hope of his teachers and parents, as well as the fate of being a scholar.

Now, he wants to gain fame for a clearer goal.

He wants to be an official, a big official!

Once a person has ambition, his temperament will be different, and Cui Hongjian is like this at this moment, his eyes are burning and focused, and he is like a nerd who read stupidly yesterday.

The transformation was too fast, and he directly stunned Liao Wenjie, and a little believed that Cui Hong would gradually gain a fame, and then Ping (pai) step (chu) green (yi) cloud (ji), Ren (bu) Lao (zè) Ren (shou) resentment (duan) was appreciated by the heavenly family and became a generation of virtuous ministers.

It's not that Liao Wenjie has a black heart and deliberately splashes dirty water on Cui Hongji, but that's the case. A little scholar with no money, no one and no identity background, wants to climb to a high position, don't do dim sum black hands, don't be a dog's leg, can he have a chance to stand out?

Dream on!

If twenty years of unscrupulous black-hearted things are done, Cui Hongjian can still remember who Mo Chou is, Liao Wenjie is willing to bow down and admit that there is still true love in this world.

"Brother Jie, after I leave, Master will hand it over to you. He likes to drink and be alone, but I know that he really craves a lively house......"

Shi'er grabbed Liao Wenjie, talked for a long time, and finally hooked the corners of his mouth and said proudly: "Although you still call me Brother Shi, but after three years, I'm afraid it's time to change my brother." ”

I'm afraid it won't work!

Liao Wenjie shook his head, three years is too long, even if it is the path of heart refining, it is impossible to stay for so long.

It was another half a day of parting, and Shi'er waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for Yan Chixia to show up, so he had to sigh.

"Brother, don't sigh when you go out, I still have something for you."

Liao Wenjie took out the money bag and stuffed it into Shi'er's hand: "When you go out, you have no friends and no brothers, if you don't even have money, let alone three years, you won't be able to hold on for three months." ”

"Brother Jie, you underestimate me too much, I am not a child who grew up rich, and hardship is commonplace."

Shi'er flipped the money bag, and didn't mean to be polite to Liao Wenjie at all, standing at the door of the doorless house, and shouted inside: "Stinky Taoist, take care of yourself, I will come back to you." ”

"Get out!"

Yan Chixia's impatient voice came out, Shi'er smiled when she heard it, and left with a firm pace.

The camera turned to Yan Chixia's house, after Shi'er left, he covered his face with his sleeve robe, cried so much that his shoulders trembled, and scolded and scolded: "Dog thing with no conscience, I raised you so big, I didn't look back and leave, I didn't even honor me with a cup of tea, you have the ability to go, don't come back after three years if you have the ability." ”

……

Dawn, before the rooster crows.

Liao Wenjie sat cross-legged on the roof, and when the first rays of early morning sunlight enveloped his body, a flash of purple flashed on his face.

The blood-colored mental power made him linger, he ate very well, and he could sleep, but there was a pimple in his heart, so he asked Yan Chixia if there was a way to disperse the magic skills.

Yan Chixia pulled him to check, and said in a daze that he couldn't help, so he could only teach a righteous and awe-inspiring mental method, and let him use the aura of heaven and earth to suppress the demonic skills.

Liao Wenjie has been cultivating for more than a month, and it is difficult to say whether the song can suppress the demon body, but the speed of the automatic cultivation of the blood-colored mental power has indeed decreased, so he gets up early every day and is greedy for darkness, and his cultivation is extremely diligent.

"Childe, the meal is ready, it's time to come down and eat."

Xiaoshuang stood in the courtyard with a food box and said to Liao Wenjie upstairs: "Cui Gongzi asked me to tell you that the period of the township test has arrived, and it will be three days or five days at the latest, and he will also leave Wumenju." ”

"I see, don't wait for me, just leave the food in the house."

"Oh."

Xiaoshuang put the food box in the house, cleaned the house inside and out, and stood in the courtyard in a daze at Liao Wenjie's back.

Mo Chou was reincarnated and left her to the new master, but after a month of getting along, the new master did not treat her very well, rarely communicated on weekdays, and did not let her serve tea and water.

Xiaoshuang was depressed, but she didn't know how to express it, so she could only be more diligent, hoping that the new master would change her mind.

On the roof, Liao Wenjie turned over and landed, Xiaoshuang's eyes lit up, and he followed timidly.

The result was not very friendly, and he was blocked out of the door with a bang, and he could only squat in the corner with a look of grievance.

It's not that Xiaoshuang is not angry, has no ideas and ambitions, and can't do anything but serve people. This time it's really the pot of the world, she was born to be sold to a rich family, and the concept of being a maid is deep-rooted, even if she has ideas and ambitions, it revolves around the master.

Inside the house, Liao Wenjie sat cross-legged, picked up the red umbrella next to him, turned the handle of the umbrella and drew out the sword of victory over evil.

The body of the sword is red, as if it is made of blood, and I don't know what material it is made of, and if you look carefully, you can see the internal meridians.

Reflecting the light, the veins of the lines flow strangely cold, worthy of the name of the evil sword.

According to Yan Chixia's instructions, Liao Wenjie refined the Red Luo Ghost Umbrella, but this evil sword was not used for a long time.

After the ghost umbrella is refined, the body size can be large or small, as large as the shade, it is not a problem to ride four or five people together, and as small as the pendant, it can be carried closely.

The damaged part of the umbrella surface was repaired by Yan Chixia, but if it is broken, it is broken, the magic weapon is damaged, and the power is not as good as before.

It seems that the nine-tailed fox's method of collecting thousands of Yin soldiers cannot be used now, and it can only be loaded with ordinary things, clothes, silver, golden swords, and so on.

Liao Wenjie doesn't think it's a pity, he's a big man, and it's outrageous to use a red umbrella. If you refine the evil ghost and act as a pawn, it will be either evil or evil at that time, and you will not be able to wash it away if you jump into the Yellow River.

The evil sword has not been refined, the main reason is that he has suffered the loss of the 'Blood Sea Demon Luo Handwritten Sutra' before, and there is blood-colored mental power in his body, and every time he sees the red lines on the evil sword, he has no intention of refining.

The sword is a good sword, and cutting gold and jade is only idle, which is the best choice for practicing swordsmanship.

But Liao Wenjie has a taboo in his heart, lest his illness worsen, and he will never be able to turn back in the future, so he is forced to label himself as a 'devil and crooked way', and he despises his peers in the righteous path camp.

Also, how do you stand on a broken sword of about thirty centimeters so that he can control it steadily, and keep the edge balanced when it is empty?

Squatting?

Secondary forging is even more impossible, and every inch of the sword body is cast, it is more evil, this is not just talking.

At this time, Liao Wenjie finally understood why the nine-tailed fox processed it by itself and completed a section of the sword body. His mind is the same as his, and he has the invincible body of the evil sword, and he has the magical power to fear its evil sect.

After thinking about it, Liao Wenjie put the sword of victory and evil into the handle of the umbrella, and took out the golden sword from under the umbrella surface.

Sword Immortal is not something that can be practiced in a day, before coming and going, no matter who is talented, he has to walk on two legs honestly and practically.

Moreover, after killing the nine-tailed fox and picking up the teacher, Liao Wenjie asked Yan Chixia that she had no ability, why didn't she go out to subdue demons and subdue demons, and waste her time in the world.

Yan Chixia was concise and to the point, although he withdrew from the rivers and lakes, he did not never go out, every six months, he would go out for a stroll and find someone to beat up the demons and monsters.

There are at least four months left before the next time you go out, and this time is enough for Liao Wenjie to fight his sword intent.

Qiang!!

Just when Liao Wenjie was sitting cross-legged and the golden sword was between his knees, the sword intent in the sky above Wumenju roared, and the cold of Sen Sen covered it, like a long sword on his neck, and the next second was blood splattered on the spot.

It's not Yan Chixia, someone is here to smash the field.

"Hahaha, Yan Chixia, finally let me find your nest, see where you run this time." The door was kicked off, and a black-clothed man with long hands and feet, who was more than two meters tall, walked in laughing.

"Xiahou, you bastard, you are so decent, what are you doing by slamming the door of my house!"

Yan Chixia blew her beard and glared and jumped off the roof, looking at the gate and feeling very distressed, just because this door was made by Shi'er herself.