"Soul Eater!"

Above the mountain village, the old man with a goatee hated words, and stepped on the broad sword.

"Buzz~~~"

I saw the big sword carrying the old man spin, and the sword body was slightly constricted, and it was inserted into the broad scabbard on the old man's back.

The old man with a goatee was in mid-air, fluttering down into the village.

"Seeker!"

Seeing the dead man in the village, the old man with a goatee took out a small sword talisman in his arms, and threw it in the air with both hands.

"Whoosh~~~"

The emerald green sword flew through the village, looking extremely spiritual, almost circumambulating the village before it stopped and shook at the lid of the cellar in the courtyard of a house.

Ji Fan, who was hiding in the cellar, although he didn't see the old man's methods, he heard a faint vibration from above.

Just when the old man with the goatee showed a look of surprise, his feet seemed to be slow and urgent, and he went to the courtyard where the sword talisman stayed, Ji Fan, who was hiding in the cellar, cursed and realized that it was exposed.

"Bang!"

When he arrived at the cellar, the old man with the goatee took a false shot at the cellar lid with one hand, and as the old man raised his hand, the lid was vigorously lifted off.

"Who's in there?"

The cellar was dark, and the old man's questioning was like a thunderbolt, so that Ji Fan, who was hiding in the depths, didn't know what to do.

Judging from the old man's action of opening the cellar lid and asking questions, Ji Fan felt that the person who came did not look like an evil person.

"A middle-aged man and a woman died in this family, and it makes sense for me to hide in the cellar to survive......" In a hurry, Ji Fan thought about his previous considerations again, but he did not respond to the old man's words, but hid in the depths of the cellar tremblingly.

Finding that there was a living person's breath in the cellar, the old man made a sword mark in one hand, and the emerald green sword talisman entered the cellar, and immediately the brilliance soared.

The figure of the old man with a goatee floated down the cellar, and through his eyes, he saw Ji Fan, who was holding an iron axe and trembling as if he was terrified.

"Child, don't be afraid, the old man is not a bad person, you can rest first. The old man with the goatee turned his right hand into a claw and turned against the sword talisman, and soon urged the sword talisman with a surge of emerald green light, standing up and slowly spinning.

Looking at the spinning sword rune, Ji Fan felt that his consciousness was a little drowsy, but his mind was extremely resolute and he quickly adapted to it.

"It's been a long time since I slept!"

Ji Fan hinted to himself that the sleepiness he showed was not completely pretended, and his right hand holding the axe was gradually lowered, as if he was sleepy, and his body fell to the ground as soon as he was weak.

Seeing the iron axe falling, the eleven or twelve-year-old child fell to the ground softly, and the old man with the goatee couldn't help sighing, and then he stepped forward to help him up and put one hand on his wrist.

"Huh?"

The old man with the goatee soon discovered that Ji Fan's empty meridians were unusually wide, and his physique was not bad.

Taking Ji Fan to the outside of the cellar, the old man with the goatee touched his spiritual posture, and finally shook his head.

The old man with a goatee who felt that Ji Fan was physically strong, but had no cultivation background, what he didn't know was that the young man who was pretending to be asleep was not having a true yuan in his meridians because he had just transformed.

At this time, Ji Fan's hidden veins are still shallow, not to mention that the old man is investigating now, even if he investigates after a period of time, he may not be able to find his true qi in the exposed meridians, and his true qi is imprisoned in the trick points.

The old man with the goatee put down Ji Fan and walked around the village again, and when he saw the corpses everywhere he passed, he launched the earthflow technique and buried the corpses in the village one by one.

If Ji Fan saw the old man's seal, there were words in his mouth, and he launched an earth flow whirlpool to sink the corpse, he would probably be shocked.

"Buzz~~~"

When the old man with the goatee took Ji Fan away after arranging the corpses in the village, he did not use a broad sword, but threw out a wooden bird.

The trap bird with Lingwen on the surface flapped its wings and enlarged, and the old man with a goatee helped Ji Fan flutter lightly and landed on the back of the wooden bird.

"Whew~~~"

The woodbird rushed to the sky, and soon the small mountain village was pulled away, and gradually it was no longer visible.

Ji Fan could feel being taken away, but he couldn't say excited, he wasn't sure what was waiting for him.

The sunset and the moon rise, the scenery of the mountains and rivers is constantly changing under the wooden bird, and Ji Fan can't help but admire the flying of the imperial treasure of the old man with a goatee.

"This old man doesn't look like a Demon Dao cultivator, does he have anything to do with the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?" Ji Fan thought secretly in his heart.

The old man with the goatee flew for a day and a night, and the next day he landed outside a large city.

"Child, wake up. ”

The wooden bird landed on the ground, and the old man with a goatee pointed his right index finger at Ji Fan's eyebrows, and whispered to him.

The old man's calling voice seemed to sound in Ji Fan's mind.

Trying to maintain a state of mind without waves, Ji Fan followed the old man's call and gradually opened his eyes.

Ji Fan, who pretended to be awake, was a little dazed and sluggish at first, but after coming back to his senses for a while, he showed his vigilance against the old man with a goatee, and did not say a word.

For Ji Fan's expression, the old man with the goatee couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Follow the old man. ”

The old man urged the Imperial Treasure to collect the wooden bird, and without explaining anything to Ji Fan, he walked towards the majestic Xiongcheng that was shining in the sun.

Ji Fan's methods for the old man, there was curiosity and brilliance hidden in his eyes, but he was not completely pretending.

Before entering Xiongcheng, Ji Fan faintly experienced prosperity.

In the morning, caravans came and went at one of the gates, some dressed as civilians and others in fancy costumes.

What made Ji Fan the most strange was the caravan's pack beast, the huge caterpillars were squirming one by one, not only carrying bags of goods, but also people on them.

Mountain spiders, ironclad giant scorpions, and brute rhinos are all very large, and they can also be seen to be quite powerful from the goods they carry.

Compared with the scene of this majestic city in Ji Fan's eyes, the Northern Sacrifice City is much more barren.

"This is Miaojia City, because the Miao family has been a merchant for generations, in the north of Cangluan Prefecture, it can be regarded as a prosperous city. The old man with the goatee walked in front and introduced to Ji Fan.

Ji Fan's curious expression retracted, and his gaze became very light.

"Take the old man to meet the patriarch of the Miao clan. ”

When he arrived at the city gate, the old man took out a sword order, showed it to the city guards, whispered a word, and soon led the guards in a panic, and took Ji Fan into the wide city gate.

The city is full of people, the shops are next to each other, and there are dense stalls in the middle of the street.

Mortal warriors with swords and swords, as well as monks, are very common in the city, not only that, but in Ji Fan's gaze, there seem to be demonic monks in the city.

Found a shirtless man with a string of skull necklaces around his neck, looking this way, but his eyes were opposite to the old man with a goatee, and he quickly dodged, Ji Fan thought about it in his heart.

Medicinal herb shops, pill shops, and ritual shops can be seen in the city, as if they are specialized in the business of cultivators.

At noon, Ji Fan followed the old man with a goatee and came to a huge building that was extremely lively.

I saw the guards leading the way, entered the huge building, found a female butler, and whispered a few words.

"Senior, please come with your concubine. ”

The beautiful housekeeper was extremely respectful to the old man with the goatee, and led her way to the depths of the building.

Looking at some of the guards in the depths of the building, Ji Fan guessed that ordinary people would not be able to get here without guidance.

From the depths of the building, there is a courtyard.

Under the crown plum tree, a young girl dances plum branches, sword moves Qingling, and pink plum rain flies.

Ji Fan, who followed the old man with a goatee into the courtyard, was secretly surprised that the plum canopy almost covered the top of the courtyard.

An old man sat in front of the stone table, playing chess alone, the chess game was entangled in black and white, extremely intense, like a formation hanging corners, killing grandiose, bringing people an extremely dangerous feeling.

"Old man Lu, why do you remember Miaojia City?"

For the arrival of the old man with a goatee, the short old man who was playing chess alone, although he did not get up, the smile on his face seemed to be in a very good mood.

"Miao Shan visited Grandpa Lu. ”

But the eleven or twelve-year-old girl who danced the sword, when she saw the old man with a goatee coming, stopped and knelt down to salute him.

"Shan'er's set of late light sword dances is still too fast, you have to slow down, with the intention of the sword, with the power of the sword. The old man with the goatee smiled kindly at the girl.

"Grandpa Lu, Shan'er has been practicing for two years, will Shan'er be able to participate in the entry selection of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect this year?" The girl's small-faced elf stepped forward and pulled the sleeves of the old man's robe and shook it.

"Sure enough!"

When Ji Fan heard the girl's words, he looked lonely on the surface, but sighed secretly in his heart.

"Don't be rude. ”

The old man who played chess scolded the girl, causing her to pout.

"Old man Lu, is the trial of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in the Burial Spirit Mountain Range going smoothly this time?" After the short old man asked, his gaze fell on Ji Fan.

"It's just to find spirit bones and remnants, nothing goes well, but the Demon Dao Sect is becoming more and more rampant, not only intervening in the Burial Spirit Mountain Range, but also harming many mortals. The old man with a goatee said with a calm face.

"Over the years, the conflict between the True Demon Sect has become more and more intense, and it seems that the world is going to be chaotic again!" Although the short old man sighed, he did not take a stand.

"There are no people in this mountain village, although it is fate, but the talent is limited, rather than bringing it back to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, it is better to arrange it in Miaojia City. "The old man with the goatee doesn't say cruel words about the conflict between the righteous and the devil.

Listening to the old man with the goatee, Ji Fan was calm and had no sense of loss, while the short old man showed dissatisfaction.

"Like a piece of wood, he can't even say a word, what do you think of me as a place here?" the short old man was unceremoniously, obviously talking about Ji Fan.

"The huge Miao family city, do you want a child to eat? This son has no relatives, ask him to do some work in the merchant castle, and he can also be a helper in the future. The old man with the goatee laughed.

"Joke, does the Miao family lack such helpers?" said the short old man with a wink.

"People are here, the old man should also go back to the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Range, the sect disciple trial has just ended, and there are still many things in the sect. "The old man with the goatee said he would go.

"Whoosh!"

Before the old man with the goatee came out of the yard, the short old man picked up a chess piece with two fingers in his right hand, and the movement was not large, and it had already bounced towards Ji Fan.

"Bang~~~"

Ji Fan's right shoulder was shot by a chess piece with a lot of strength, and while converging his physical strength, he took a step back with a crooked shoulder.

"Bang~~~"

The short old man was slightly surprised, and shot a chess piece again, hitting the same position as Ji Fan's right shoulder.

Feeling the strength of the second chess piece, which was twice as large as the first one, Ji Fan's body was crooked, but he still took a step back, neither retreating nor falling, gritting his teeth and persevering.

"It's a little interesting, old man Lu, let this kid be a sword boy for Shan'er. The short old man looked at Ji Fan, who was silent, and smiled slightly, and said to the departing goatee old man.