The hilt of the knife slammed into the ground, centered on the position where Wang Xu was standing, and the true qi turned into a golden wave and rose into the sky.

In the next second, a flying sword burst into the sky, and from a distance, the wave was like a spinning cocoon, and the sword pierced into it and disappeared without a trace.

Five seconds later, the golden cocoon exploded, and a sword flew upside down, and was directly grasped by Yan Chixia in her hand.

Grabbing the sword in one hand, Yan Chixia fixed her eyes and was immediately shocked.

In his eyes, Wang Xu held a knife in one hand, the handle of the knife poked into the ground, and the clothes on his body were torn into strips of rags.

What is frightening is that although Wang Xu's naked chest is covered with scratches, every wound is not deep, but the skin is pierced, and there is no blood left, and the wound heals in a blink of an eye.

"A martial artist who has practiced Dacheng?" Yan Chixia gasped and thought to herself: "It's bad, one sword is divided into three hundred, the number has gone up, but the strength has dropped a lot, I didn't expect that even his defense was broken!" ”

As a sword immortal, Yan Chixia is already known for attacking, attacking and defending with body refining martial artists, which can be called spears and shields.

Whether it is the tip of the spear or the edge of the shield has been disputed since ancient times, and it is not known to this day.

And now, although Wang Xu didn't dare to characterize the two, he knew that it was easy for Yan Chixia to hurt him, and it was basically impossible to kill him.

A single sword qi is powerful and not flexible enough, so it is difficult to kill him with one move.

With one to hundred, the number has gone up, and Wang Xu also admitted that he can't stop it, but the sword qi power after differentiation is weak, and Kenben doesn't need to block it, and it's no problem to resist hard.

Woo woo...

The wind rustled the leaves, and neither of them moved.

"Master, master, I'm back, I have something to tell you!"

In the stalemate, Yan Shi ran in in a hurry, breaking the balance between the two.

Seeing the apprentice breaking in, Yan Chixia was anxious and inevitably lost her mind.

In an instant, Wang Xu moved, and when Yan Chixia hurriedly concentrated and planned to fight again, he plunged the long knife in his hand into the earth.

"Heh, scare me!"

The master made a move, and he was most distracted, and seeing that Wang Xu did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, Yan Chixia also breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Xu touched the shirt that was torn into rags, and said, "Yan Chixia, you are giving me a dismount!" ”

"There is dismounting, there is no might, my sword qi has not been released ten out of ten!" Seeing that Wang Xu was no longer fighting, Yan Chixia also threw the sword in her hand and shouted: "The sword is back!" ”

Zheng!

With a soft sound, the sword automatically folded into the sword box behind it.

Yan Chixia untied the sword box and put it on the ground, stopped Yan Shi, who wanted to speak and stopped, and said, "Shi'er, go to the bottom of the mountain to buy clothes for this adult, remember, it must be exactly the same." ”

"Don't bother." Wang Xu interrupted.

"Don't bother, I damaged your clothes, and I should pay you one." Yan Chixia said as a matter of course.

Wang Xu was speechless for a while, and after a while, he said again: "My clothes are all specially customized, you don't have to bother, you can't buy them." ”

Yan Chixia was stunned for a while, touched the money bag, and finally said nothing.

"Yan Daxia, I came here this time to ask you, we have also fought, isn't it time to talk about business?" Wang Xu is not here to chat, but still to focus on business.

Yan Chixia's face changed for a while, and she sighed: "The Son of Heaven is mediocre, the court and the party are constantly fighting, the major local armies are waiting for the heroes, and the demons and monsters are rampant, I am tired of the rights and wrongs of officialdom, why do you bother to come to me?" ”

"What do you mean?" Wang Xu was dumbfounded, what Yan Chixia said, why couldn't she understand it.

"Hey, I know that you are acting on orders, and Jinyiwei dispatched a master like you to find me, and I can be regarded as having a light on my face. However, I still say the same thing, Yan Chixia, the head catcher of Xiguang, died twenty years ago, and I will not go back with you. ”

Yan Chixia waved her hand and walked towards the attic without looking back.

Wang Xu was stunned when he heard it, no, he hadn't opened his mouth to ask, Yan Chixia didn't say anything to the horse's mouth.

"Yan Daxia, wait!" Wang Xu hurriedly spoke, puzzled: "Why the two of you, is there any misunderstanding?" ”

"Misunderstanding?"

Yan Chixia paused slightly, squinted her eyes and asked, "You weren't sent by Jinyi Wei to invite me back?" ”

"No!" Wang Xu shook his head again and again, and denied: "I came to you to ask about Emperor Liupulp, which has nothing to do with Jinyiwei." ”

Quiet...

Yan Chixia seemed to have learned to change her face in Sichuan, her face was blue and white for a while, and she smiled bitterly: "Make a mistake!" ”

No doorway, windward building...

"After you sealed the gold seal and left, the people of Jinyiwei have been looking for you and want you to go out of the mountain again, so I found you, do you think I came to invite you out of the mountain?"

Sitting in the windward building, Wang Xu smiled bitterly and said, "What a big oolong!" ”

"yes, that's a big oolong."

Yan Chixia shook his head with a smile, he didn't expect that after fighting for a long time, he would actually fight for the oolong.

If you knew this, what else would you fight, just sit down and talk slowly.

"If you want to ask about Emperor Flowing Pulp, I really know something, Emperor Flowing Pulp is the treasure of the monster transformation, and it has been a big trouble for the two families of Buddhism and Taoism since ancient times. Our Shushan Sword Pavilion has a record of the emperor's slurry, and there are even more than a dozen drops of inventory, which are specially used to enlighten the cranes on the mountain. The topic of oolong was too embarrassing, although Yan Chixia was very thick-skinned, she didn't want to say anything more about it, so she quickly turned the topic to Emperor Liuru.

Hearing the three words Emperor Flowing Pulp, Wang Xu's eyes lit up and asked, "Sword Pavilion has Emperor Flowing Pulp?" ”

Yan Chixia nodded affirmatively and said with a smile: "Yes, not only the Sword Pavilion has it, but also other famous sects, which is not an uncommon thing." As the so-called waist wraps 100,000 yuan, riding a crane down to Yangzhou, do you think what you write is a book business? No, it's a mythical story, it's about four scholars who saved a fairy, and the gods asked them what they wanted in return, and the four scholars gave different answers.

The first man is greedy for money, and he wants to have a lot of money in his pocket. The second person is greedy for power and wants to be the assassin of Yangzhou. The third person yearns for the life of a god and wants to be a god. After thinking about it, the fourth person replied: Wrap 100,000 yuan around your waist and ride a crane down to Yangzhou.

100,000 is a metaphor for being rich, and riding a crane is a metaphor for wanting to become an immortal. Where did this crane come from, how could the crane listen to people, and still carry people to Yangzhou. The answer lies in the fact that when the emperor descends from the sky, not only will the grass and tree spirits rob each other, but the various sects will also loot and use them to ignite the destined things in the Daoshan Buddhist Temple.

For example, in the Heavenly Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain, according to legend, there is a tiger lit by Zhang Tianshi, that tiger is the mountain protection beast of Longhu Mountain, if you want to break through Dragon and Tiger Mountain, you have to kill this mountain protection beast that has practiced with Zhang Tianshi and has been practicing for 3,000 years.

Hmph, you said that the tiger that can follow Zhang Tianshi's cultivation, how powerful it must be, I'm afraid there is no one in the whole world who can beat it. Otherwise, Longhu Mountain has gone through countless dynasties, how can it always stand tall and be canonized by the imperial court from generation to generation! ”

Wang Xu smacked his tongue secretly when he heard it, it seems that on the fifteenth day of August, if he failed to grab the emperor's pulp, he could still find a way from these famous factions.

Even, the famous factions have the emperor's slurry as an inventory to suppress the imperial court of the world, is there no such thing?

Wang Xu thought about it simply, and knew that it was impossible not to have it, you must know that whether it was a Buddha or a Tao, a demon or a demon, since the immortal Buddha was hidden, all of them had to be suppressed by the imperial court.

In this world, the Daning Dynasty is the largest sect, don't look at it like a leaky broken ship, compared to it, White Horse Temple, Xiangguo Temple, Wutai Mountain, Longhu Mountain, Shushan Sword Pavilion...... It's all just a small boat.

Three hundred years ago, when the Quanzhen Dao was in the previous dynasty, it was known as the first Taoism in the world, and it was not that the previous dynasty was destroyed.

Daning shattered the previous dynasty and unified the country, and the soldiers were fought on the previous dynasty.

The previous dynasty was able to destroy the Quanzhen Dao, which was known as the first in the world, and Daning could also do it, even if the court was weak now, it could not be humiliated, except for fools, no one would underestimate it.

"The emperor's slurry turned out to be rotten on the street, and it was so rare that Hongzhu said it, so scared that I didn't want it. In the final analysis, these monsters without a background are too shallow, they have no foundation, they have no backers, maybe for them, getting a drop of emperor slurry is the most worthy of boasting in their lives. ”

Wang Xu knew that Hongzhu was not lying to him, but that the level of its contact was too low, just like the old farmer who said that the emperor used a golden sickle to harvest wheat.

Vision determines ambition, location determines attitude, and no door is the right place.