Chapter Seventy-One: Ten Years

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, another five years have passed, and ten years have passed since the Battle of Tongtian Peak.

In the world of cultivating the true world, the friction between the two factions of the righteous and the demon is becoming more and more severe, since the Ten Thousand Poison Gate was destroyed, the Ghost King Sect integrated the three factions, except for the Immortal Hall in the dead swamp, the Demon Sect has basically been unified, and the momentum is growing, almost not under the blood refining hall ruled by the black-hearted old man for eight hundred years, and the Tianyin Temple, one of the three factions of the righteous path, was destroyed, and there is only one Qingyunmen with a great injury to the righteous path, and the incense valley in the southern Xinjiang, so the Demon Sect faintly has the upper hand in the battle, if it weren't for the people in the Demon Sect who took into account the Qingyunmen's Zhuxian Sword Array, I'm afraid that the general trend of the world has already been rewritten.

Recently, in the swamp of the West, there was a sudden strange light rushing to the sky, and for several days, it was rumored that there would be a shocking treasure about to be born. The Demon Sect took the opportunity to move westward in a big way, with unclear intentions, and in order to prevent the treasure from falling into the hands of the Demon Sect, the righteous path also sent its elite disciples to go, and another battle between good and evil was about to begin.

Dawang Village was originally just a small village on the edge of the Death Swamp, named after the villagers who believed in a mysterious god called "Dawang". It's just that this god has never been very effective, neither bless the villagers here to be promoted and rich, nor bless them with a bumper harvest, food and clothing, and because of the proximity to the dead swamp, from time to time a monster suddenly sprang out of nowhere, or ran out of a poisonous insect, so people with a little ability have already left this ghost place, and the population is extremely sparse.

But in the past few days, Dawang Murakami suddenly became lively, and the people who came and went were all masters of cultivation. Although Dawang Village is not the only entrance to the Death Swamp, it is the closest inhabited place to the Death Swamp. Before entering the Dead Marsh, most people come here to buy some dry food and water, and come down for a few days. actually made the villagers here in Dawang Village make a little fortune and became a little more angry.

On this day, two young men, a man and a woman, suddenly came to the gate of the village, the man was dressed in white, handsome and chic, and the woman was dressed in yellow, beautiful. It was a pair of golden boys and girls, which attracted the attention of many people, but the two walked in front of each other. The woman was half a step behind, but it seemed that her identity was different.

After walking a distance, the man looked at the many cultivators in the village and smiled lightly. He turned around and said, "The Golden Vase." How's your arrangement, everyone is here? ”

Jin Bei'er was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly responded: "Yes, killing monk, Yan Hui and they have already arrived outside the village, and there are more than a dozen elders who have come together, and-"

Unexpectedly, the man waved his hand, "I'm just asking casually." You don't have to answer in such detail, I said it before. This time I came here just to go to the Death Swamp to get treasures, and you are still in charge of exterminating the Immortal Hall, how can you say that you are also the famous Miao Gongzi of our Holy Sect, you don't have to be so restrained! ”

Hearing this, Jin Zhu'er smiled bitterly and did not answer.

You ask casually, but I can't help but answer, although since the extermination of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, this person's temper has improved a lot, and in the past few years, she has also been in-depth and simple, and rarely makes a move, but it doesn't mean that she has forgotten the things that the other party did before, that kind of city, cultivation, which one is not within her reach, especially since she and the other party still have that kind of identity, she doesn't want to accidentally follow in the footsteps of her master and become the other party's plaything.

seemed to see what Jin Bei'er thought, but the man smiled lightly, "Don't worry, your master's thing is not forced by me, it's just that she is unwilling and deliberately pleases me, and I am not a hypocrite of the righteous path, I will not refuse to eat the delicious food sent to the door, if you don't want to, I will not force you, although your appearance makes me tempted!" ”

Jin Bei'er's face changed slightly, and she lowered her head and said: "The bottle is a thin willow, not as good as the master and Miss Baguio, and it should not be praised by the deputy sect leader." ”

The man shrugged his shoulders and said nothing.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a shouting sound from the street ahead, and someone said loudly: "Predict the future of fifty years, can break the fortune of three hundred years, iron mouth god, pen judgment yin and yang, want to know the future days, and come to see the previous phase!" ”

I saw that on the side of the street, there was a dilapidated wooden table, next to a bamboo pole, on which hung a canvas, with the words "immortals guiding the way" written on it. On the side of the bamboo pole, an old man with an extraordinary bearing shouted loudly, the voice just now was made by him, and next to him, there was a sleepy young woman, with a rather pretty appearance, lying on the edge of the table at the moment, with a helpless expression.

"Zhou Xian, Zhou Xiaohuan?"

The man smiled lightly, "I really met here, Jin Bei'er, I should also be your acquaintance!" If it weren't for them, many things wouldn't have gone so smoothly, let's go, come with me to have a look! ”

Jin Bei'er's face was happy when she first saw Xiaohuan, although she was hurt by Zhou Zhou Xian a lot, but she still liked Xiaohuan, a well-behaved and kind-hearted girl, but when she thought of this person who was still by her side, her face changed, and she was a little reluctant when she heard this, but after all, she didn't dare to disobey her, so she could only follow along.

Xiaohuan was there at this time and sighed in a low voice, there is a greedy grandfather is really hard, not only have to sit for several hours every day to sell those talismans that can't be sold at all, but also worry about whether they will be exposed, when the time comes, they can't eat and walk around, they are tired and worried, this day is simply unbearable. But who told her to have such a grandfather, she could only accompany her.

It's just that seeing that her grandfather didn't know whether to live or die and wanted to hold a cultivator who was not easy to mess with at first glance, Xiaohuan couldn't sit still anymore, and was about to get up and call Zhou Zhou Xian, when suddenly a fragrant breeze drifted behind her, and she heard someone say lightly behind her: "Xiaohuan, long time no see, you have become beautiful!" ”

As soon as Xiaohuan turned around, his eyes lit up, he took the hand of the visitor, and said excitedly: "Sister Jin, why are you here?" ”

Jin Bei'er smiled slightly, and was about to talk, but someone behind him coughed lightly, his face was slightly stiff, and he could only say helplessly: "I came with my son!" ”

After saying that, he turned sideways and let go.

Xiaohuan took a look, and saw a young man with a face like a crown of jade and Pan An walking over, the other party looked her up and down a few times, and then smiled, "Well, I haven't seen you for a long time, Xiaohuan, you have grown up!" ”

"Uh, who are?" Xiaohuan remembers the appearance of the person who came very clearly, after all, over the years, the most handsome person she has ever seen is this person, how can she never forget it, but back then, she and Zhou Xian co-cheated this person out of a lot of money, and then ran away, she is now a thief, and she is a little afraid to admit it.

The person who came was stunned, you all remember Zhang Xiaofan in the original book, why don't you remember me now, but then he thought of something, chuckled, and gestured with his hand, "It's me, that Mo Wen, it's the brother who invited you to dinner in Xiaochi Town back then, I remember that you were still noisy after eating-"

"Ahh Xiaohuan hurriedly screamed, and almost reached out directly to cover Mo Wen's mouth, she didn't want her old troubles to be told again, and suddenly said urgently: "Mo Wen Gongzi, of course, I remember, you and my grandfather talked very openly back then, by the way, my grandfather has always wanted to see it, but he didn't have a chance!" He's over there right now. ”

In the spirit of the immortal poor Dao, Xiaohuan sold her grandfather again in the blink of an eye.

But this time she miscalculated, and before she could finish speaking, she heard an angry roar from the side.

"Where did the charlatans come from, they dare to lie to you, Daoye and me, I really don't know whether to live or die, see that this Daoist is not doing harm to the people today!"

"Don't, don't, Dao Ye, it's the old man who is wrong, he just took the wrong Dao talisman, my talisman is really not fake!"

Xiaohuan turned his head to look, and suddenly became angry, only to see Zhou Zhou Xian pitifully being lifted up by a middle-aged Taoist priest with a face full of flesh and cheeks, who looked like a bandit more than a Taoist priest, shaking back and forth, while explaining, and giving her a look for help.

Grandpa Xiaohuan, who has no eyesight at all and is still in the eyes of money, is speechless, and if he doesn't look at it for a while, he will cause such a big trouble, and there is still one here who has not dealt with it, what's the use of making eyes for herself, her little arms and legs, can she still beat that bandit Taoist?

Just leave him alone, Xiaohuan thought to herself, but after all, it was her grandfather, she still looked at Jin Bei'er as if asking for help, and she still knew something about the identity of this sister.

Seeing this, Jin Bei'er wrinkled her nose, she likes Xiaohuan is true, the two of them are very close to each other as soon as they meet, and they are like sisters, but she also hates Zhou Zhou Xian, if it weren't for this old guy pit herself, she wouldn't have fallen to this point today, and now she sees that someone wants to teach Zhou Zhou Xian a lesson, she can't be happy.

Then I saw Jin Zhu'er pursed his lips and said, "Don't worry about him, let him suffer a little, and save him a lot of trouble in the future!" ”

Xiaohuan also knew the resentment of Jin Bei'er, and it was difficult to speak again, so he could only look at Mo Wen again, after all, this person's ability back then was very good.

Mo Wen smiled lightly, he was different from Jin Bei'er, this kind of thing that could enhance his good feelings would not be let go lightly.

"Don't worry, I'll leave it to you!"

Then I saw that he suddenly turned into a cloud of black mist, and when he appeared again, he was already standing behind the bandit Taoist, and Xiaohuan and Jin Zhu'er were slightly stunned.

This trick was used by Zhang Xiaofan, who learned the three volumes of the Book of Heaven in the original work, and it was a very wonderful spell, which was difficult to be discovered, and Mo Wen successively obtained three volumes of the Book of Heaven from the Dripping Blood Cave, the Ghost King Sect and the Immeasurable Jade Bi, although the Heavenly Book at the Immeasurable Jade Bi was the fourth volume and was not connected, but he also realized this spell, after all, his talent was far beyond Zhang Xiaofan.

Putting his hand on the arm of the bandit Taoist, Mo Wen pressed it down with a slight force, causing Zhou Zhou Xian to fall to the ground, and then smiled at the Taoist.

"This Daoist brother, how about giving face?" (To be continued......)

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