Lin San walked out of Jiang Pingchuan's ironware shop with his own steps, Jiang Pingchuan's nod and shake his head just now had already made Lin San understand what he meant. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lin San didn't go to the door of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance to look at Han Yuanba, and every day Han Yuanba had expectant looks on his face.

He was waiting for Lin San to come out to find him, he was like a big cake in Lin San's bag, but since he separated from Lin San that night, Han Yuanba had never seen Lin San in the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

Lin San thought that he had disappeared in the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, and Han Yuanba stood at the door and asked many people.

But no one could provide him with Lin San's news, and gradually a month passed.

Han Yuanba kept trying to pick up the Chongding in front of him every day, and his body that used to have some fat changes a lot now.

His whole body was full of rough muscles, and the daily sunshine gave him a bronzed skin, and the Chongding in front of Han Yuanba was already able to be lifted by him over his waist.

However, Han Yuanba felt that being able to lift it to his waist was already his limit, and he couldn't break through the shackles in front of him now.

He felt that he could not lift the mouth in front of him, and he had received a call from his family during his stay in the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

It's about to be an elite meeting, and I have to rush back to train my body and prepare to participate in the elite meeting.

Han Yuanba pursed his lips and sat on top of the Chongding and looked at the gate of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, on this day, he walked to the gate of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance with his own steps and stood quietly.

"May I ask if Lin San is back," Han Yuanba asked softly as he looked at a loose cultivator who passed by him.

He can ask this sentence more than a dozen times a day, but the answer he gets is always the other party's shaking head.

Han Yuanba smiled and walked towards Chongding with his own steps, but a strong gust of wind suddenly blew in front of him.

Han Yuanba was blown by the gang wind and had to close his eyes, and suddenly a heavy voice came from Han Yuanba's ears.

, Han Yuanba looked at the scene in front of him with a stunned expression, he thought that he was dazzled and misunderstood.

But when he rubbed his eyes, he saw that he was not dazzled, and a group of people in black robes appeared in front of him.

Han Yuanba's first thought was that the person in front of him was the Shadow Clan of the Phantom Continent, but when he looked closely, he found that these people's black robes had special marks. A white forehead skull was all engraved on the chest of their black robes, and Han Yuanba frowned.

With the arrival of this group of people, he felt a strong coercion, and the leader of this group of people walked in front of Han Yuanba.

The leader sniffed Han Yuanba's body and nodded, he looked into Han Yuanba's eyes.

Han Yuanba saw two flames in the eyes of the other party, and the leader took off the hat of his black robe in front of Han Yuanba.

Han Yuanba looked at the bald head of the person in front of him, his thin face had thick eyebrows, and the other party looked at Han Yuanba and hooked the corners of his mouth.

Han Yuanba's eyes suddenly became a little distracted, and at this time, someone suddenly pressed his hand on Han Yuanba's shoulder.

Han Yuanba's expression was stunned, his brows furrowed tightly, and at that moment just now, it seemed that someone had brought him out of hell.

When Han Yuanba looked back, there was a fair-skinned young man standing behind him, and Han Yuanba's face was thick confused.

The young man walked in front of Han Yuanba with his own steps and blocked Han Yuanba behind him.

The leader of the black-robed man looked at the young man in front of him and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Ghost Sword Sect Dharma to meet Jiang Ye" Dharma looked at Jiang Pingchuan's eyes and said softly, Jiang Pingchuan only smiled slightly when he heard this.

And Han Yuanba, who was standing behind Jiang Pingchuan, looked at the young man in front of him in shock, he never thought that the young man standing in front of him now was Jiang Ye.

And the image of Jiang Ye in his mind has been completely subverted, after all, he was called Jiang Ye at such a young age, and only with superior strength can he obtain such an honorific title.

Han Yuanba stood behind Jiang Pingchuan with a stunned expression, and his gaze began to move from Jiang Pingchuan's body to the body of the self-proclaimed Dharma opposite.

The Dharma in front of him was able to recognize the young man in front of him as Jiang Ye at a glance, and it seemed that this Dharma had the power to make Jiang Ye appear automatically.

Jiang Pingchuan glanced up and down at the Dharma in front of him, and then hooked the corners of his mouth.

"It's really interesting, a person who worships the devil actually calls himself Bodhidharma, and he really despises the gods and Buddhas from the bottom of his heart" Jiang Pingchuan looked at the Bodhidharma in front of him and said softly.

Bodhidharma laughed when he heard this.

"Does Jiang Ye believe in gods and Buddhas, contemptible people think that devils are always stronger than gods and Buddhas, and their protection is everywhere" Bodhidharma looked at Jiang Pingchuan and said with a smile.

And Han Yuanba, who was standing behind Jiang Pingchuan, was stunned when he heard it, and Jiang Pingchuan looked at Dharma with the corners of his mouth slanted.

Bodhidharma slowly took a few steps back and took a sword from his subordinate.

Then Bodhidharma quickly placed the sword in his hand on Jiang Pingchuan's neck, Jiang Pingchuan glanced at the sword on his neck and frowned.

"A piece of rotten iron can kill people?" Jiang Pingchuan looked into Bodhidharma's eyes and said softly, and Bodhidharma smiled and withdrew the sword in his hand.

"The devil never uses weapons to kill people, whether it is rotten iron or scrap iron, the iron that can kill is good iron, and a sword made of such iron is a good sword."

There was a kind of contempt in Bodhidharma's tone, as if he was putting himself in the devil's position, looking at Jiang Pingchuan who was staring at him with contempt with the devil's eyes.

"Why did you come to me" Jiang Pingchuan didn't have the heart to talk to the Dharma in front of him anymore.

Seeing Jiang Pingchuan speak, Dharma smiled, and re-held the sword in both hands and handed it to Jiang Pingchuan.

Jiang Pingchuan frowned and looked at the sword in front of him, this sword had no blade, and the whole body did not emit the slightest blade qi.

In Jiang Pingchuan's eyes, it is a piece of scrap iron, but this scrap iron has also killed countless people, and there are some inhuman existences, this is indeed a good piece of iron, but Jiang Pingchuan does not need this sword.

"This is a dowry, the Ghost Sword Sect wants to hire Jiang Ye as our foundry," Bodhidharma looked at Jiang Pingchuan in front of him and said softly.

Jiang Pingchuan smiled and looked at Bodhidharma and shook his head, Bodhidharma was not surprised, as if he had long known that Jiang Pingchuan in front of him would reject him.

Just when Bodhidharma wanted to withdraw the sword in his hand, Jiang Pingchuan suddenly took the sword in his hand.

When the sword appeared in Jiang Pingchuan's hand, Jiang Pingchuan's expression was slightly stunned, and he suddenly swung the sword in his hand and swung it into the void.

In an instant, the phantom of thousands of skeletons slashed into the void, and Damour, who was standing in front of Jiang Pingchuan, looked at Jiang Pingchuan with a shocked face.

Although he knew that this sword was not an ordinary weapon, no one in the Ghost Sword Sect could wield such an aura with this sword.

"I took it"