Three days later, Bianliang, Tokyo.

In the middle of July, it was already hot, whether it was a street stall or a tea restaurant, the people inside looked a little listless, and the pedestrians on the street were also wiping their sweat while walking slowly.

Yang Zhi picked up the kettle next to him and opened his mouth to take a sip, wiped the sweat on his head, a trace of helplessness appeared on his somewhat hideous face, sighed, picked up the treasure knife beside him, wiped some grease and began to take care of it carefully, this can already be regarded as his most valuable belongings.

"The world is difficult and dangerous, but my heart remains the same, it is my fault to protect Huashigang, and it should be punished!"

Yang Zhi strengthened his belief, he must withstand this kind of tempering, and he wants to win glory for his ancestors.

But what Yang Zhi didn't know was that on top of a restaurant not far in front of him, two people were carefully looking at him.

"Sect Master, this is Yang Zhi? Sure enough, he was born with a vision. ”

Zhao Huaichun picked up a pot of tea and poured it for the black-clothed man beside him, in his eyes, Yang Zhi is indeed a visionary reincarnation, not to mention the height that is different from ordinary people, just the blue spots that are about to cover the whole face are enough to scare off some ordinary people, not to mention that Yang Zhi has some protruding teeth in his mouth, which can be called four words, "Green-faced fangs!" ”

"Only a person with such a vision has a destiny to reincarnate, and it is not in vain that the Holy Sect has tempered him, and the ancestor still attaches more importance to him."

The black-clothed sect leader exuded a cold air all over his body, covered his face with a black veil, and didn't look at the tea that Zhao Huaichun had poured over, but just stared at Yang Zhi who was not far away.

"It's coming!"

Zhao Huaichun didn't care, turned his head to look at the street, and saw a fat figure covered in sweat walking over.

"Hehe, it's really going to heat your second master to death this day, damn it, I knew that it was so hot, I shouldn't have let that old man Li run away, otherwise there would be pears to quench your thirst every day."

Niu Er scratched his chicken-like hair, opened his chest, revealed the belly of the angry Maitreya Buddha, and walked in the direction where Yang Zhi was.

"Hey! Interesting, really interesting, what are you doing here? ”

Coming to Yang Zhi, Niu Er patted his belly and tilted his head and asked.

"Sell knives!"

Yang Zhi's face was covered with sweat, his eyes were closed, and his purple-blue lips moved and said.

"Selling knives? Okay, what kind of knife, take it out and let your second master take a look. ”

Niu Er seemed to be very interested in the knife, and stepped forward two steps.

"You want to sell?"

Yang Zhi only opened his eyes at this time, looked at Niu Er a little strangely and asked.

"Hey! You pok, do you think your second master and I have no money, right, or are you not worthy of selling your knife? ”

Niu Er's two small eyes widened, and he took out a few big coins from his pocket and held them in his hands.

"Well, look."

Yang Zhi has been here for three days, but no one asked, although the one in front of him seems a little unreliable, but it is also the first one, thinking about it, he took out the treasure knife.

"That's it?"

Niu Er looked at the gray linen on the scabbard, and suddenly felt a little disgusted, "How much do you want to sell?" ”

"The ancestral treasure knife is only sold for 3,000 guan!"

Yang Zhi replied.

"Drink! What's so good about your broken knife, it's worth three thousand times! ”

Niu Er pursed his lips.

Seeing that Niu Er was a little disdainful, Yang Zhi also had a little temper, and said coldly: "There are three benefits, the first is to chop copper and iron, and the knife edge is not rolled!" ”

When Niu Er heard this, he hurriedly turned around and walked towards the shop on the street, and took twenty copper coins inside: "If you can chop this knife, I will give you three thousand yuan." ”

"What's this?"

Yang Zhi smiled disdainfully, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he saw a cold light flashing, and suddenly the twenty copper coins were divided into two halves.

"Good!"

At this time, some pedestrians had gathered on the street, and when they saw that the sword was so sharp, they immediately applauded loudly.

"Shut up for me, the one who wants to see the second master's jokes?"

As soon as these words came out, calm suddenly returned to the street.

"Humph!"

Niu Er nodded with satisfaction, "What's the second benefit?" ”

"The second piece, if you can blow your hair, take some hair and put it on the knife, and blow it lightly, and the hair will break."

Yang Zhi squinted and said.

"I don't believe it."

Niu Er stretched out his hand and pulled a strand of hair on his head and handed it to Yang Zhi, "You blow it to me." ”

Yang Zhi took it, stretched out his hand and put it on the blade, and blew it gently, and sure enough, he saw that the strands of hair really split into two and floated past the knife edge.

Everyone immediately talked about it, and there was more excitement.

"And a third one?"

Niu Er asked through gritted teeth.

"The third thing, murder without blood!"

Yang Zhi already knew at this time that Niu Er didn't really want to buy it, but it didn't matter, he also happened to show some treasure knives, maybe there were some people who wanted to buy them.

"How can a murderer not see blood?"

Niu Er seemed to pluck up all his strength to say this, and a cold wind seemed to come out between his teeth.

"I cut people down, but there was no blood on the knife!"

Yang Zhi didn't know why he felt something wrong, but he couldn't find it, and blurted out directly after hearing Niu Er's question.

"I don't believe it, I'll see if you kill someone!"

Niu Er said.

"Whoever kills people for no reason, you go find a dog, and I will kill you."

"You don't call killing people without seeing blood, and you don't call killing dogs without seeing blood, how can it be the same?"

Niu Er took another step forward.

"You are such a fool, you are not a sincere purchase."

Yang Zhi only felt more and more irritable in his heart, looking at Niu Er in front of him and eager to slash him to death, he forcibly held back the thoughts in his heart, and wanted to drive him away.

"I'm going to buy you this knife!"

Niu Eryi grabbed Yang Zhi's collar and shouted.

"If you want to buy it, you can get the money!"

"No money."

"Why are you holding me if you don't have any money?"

"I want you this knife!"

"I won't give it to you."

Yang Zhiyi stretched out his hand and pushed Niu Er away.

Niu Er threw himself on the ground, stood up dizzily, and pounced like Yang Zhi, shouting in his mouth: "Come on, if you are a hero, give me a knife, if you don't give me a knife, cut me!" ”

Punching and kicking Yang Zhi in a sprinkling style, Yang Zhi was angry from the side of his heart, evil was born to the side of the guts, he was annoyed by the beating, and when he mentioned the treasure knife, there was a flash of cold light.

Just listen to "Poof! With a bang, blood spurted out, and Niu Er stood fiercely.

Yang Zhi was sprayed with blood, and his face was stunned, and the feeling of being upset quickly disappeared without a trace, "You...!" ”

"It's a good knife!"

The crazy color on Niu Er's face dissipated, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and fell.

"Murder!"

The people who were watching around saw Niu Er falling, and immediately scattered and fled. An old man pointed at Yang Zhi, who was covered in blood and had blue fangs, "You monster has killed someone!" ”

………

In the Longhua Cave of Erxian Mountain, Luo Zhenren raised his hand and counted, and said with a smile: "The dark stars are in place, and the chaotic heavenly machine is clear again, and it is not far from the gathering of one hundred and eight stars." ”

Fang Jin also smiled when he heard this: "At the beginning, the Heavenly Machine was disordered, and the one hundred and eight stars all deviated from the track, but now most of them are about to converge again. ”

"Yes, only one hundred and eight stars can be gathered together to truly stimulate the star power in their bodies, but I don't know what caused them to deviate from their original fate some time ago, but fortunately, Daoyou can return them to their places again."

Luo Zhenren nodded.

"Heaven is impermanent, and I just calculated that their fate is in Shuibo Liangshan."

Fang Jin shook his head, he knew what Luo Zhenren really wanted to say in his words, asking him why he could grasp the fate of one hundred and eight stars, but how could Fang Jin tell him.

The world has undergone some changes when he first came, and the people who were originally gathered together for various reasons turned out to be biased, so he could only use some means to get them back to their original trajectory.