The blood-colored fist seal lake was like a boil, chaotic, and then slowly converged into a huge whirlpool, and finally slowly calmed down. If it weren't for Qin Yifan knowing that the brother in the lake would never be this lake water, otherwise he would definitely misunderstand, this blood water is the body of the brother in the lake.

The three people who were thrown up had already lost consciousness, and after they came ashore, they fell heavily on the ground, unable to move, and their whole bodies [***]. The beggar was also slightly injured by the sudden haste of his work.

The hand that grabbed the flying sword was Qin Yifan's, and without the flying sword controlled by the master, as long as it didn't touch its edge, it was no different from a plopping weapon, unless the plane of those blades could also hurt people. Luckily, nothing like this happened.

Of course, Qin Yifan is not reckless, he can do whatever he wants here, and the true power he carries in his hand is enough to control this ownerless flying sword. The beggar looked relaxed beside him, but in fact, Qin Yifan was also cautious.

But in the eyes of beggars, it's a different story entirely. Regardless of whether it is a person who cultivates an instrument or an intent cultivator, under the condition that the cultivation of both sides is about the same, who dares to take such an out-of-control flying sword so boldly? Without a flying sword without a master, there is not even a distinction between friend and foe, how can he dare to take it hard? But he does not know that in the hands of a person who practices martial arts, this is just an ordinary method of receiving a hidden weapon, and it is just a replacement of the hidden weapon with a flying sword.

The blood-colored lake had long since returned to normal, but the three unconscious people had not yet woken up. Originally, they were three people who were handsome and handsome, but they all looked the same at the moment.

According to Lin Qiulu's statement, Yuanqing Lao Dao was just a plop in front of the three of them, but no one wanted to get involved in a lot of troubles behind that old Dao, so he ignored it. From this point of view, the brother in the lake can be regarded as a great deal this time. In the past, it was a little difficult to deal with Yuanqing Lao Dao, but now he subdued all three of them at the same time, and his cultivation growth was not double or twice as strong.

The flying sword in his hand, without the influence of the brother in the lake at this moment, is giving birth to a force, as if it wants to return to the master's side. After struggling continuously, Qin Yifan only controlled it a few times, then let go of the hand holding the flying sword, and watched the flying sword automatically fly back to the master's side. Such obedience made Qin Yifan can't help but feel a little emotional, no wonder everyone wants a good magic weapon, just this recognition of the lord can make the people in the rivers and lakes envious to vomit blood.

The beggar is the fastest to recover, after all, he has not made a move, but only defended at the last moment, and was the least injured. The three of them waited for a long time without moving. If it weren't for the fact that I could hear the breathing of the three people from a distance, and I could see their bodies breathing up and down, I really thought they were all dead.

"Which disciple of a hidden master are you?" This time it was the beggar who took the initiative to speak, after all, no matter what, in terms of age, Qin Yifan does not look like his peers and elders, the beggar has his own principles, and will never force women and juniors to buy and sell, however, everything that happened not long ago made him really a little suspicious, is Qin Yifan really not a person who practices martial arts?

"I don't have a master!" Qin Yifan told the truth, but the beggar seemed to be a little unconvinced. It's no wonder that beggars, anyone who sees this scene and knows what a flying sword is, will have similar thoughts. How could an ordinary person casually grab a cultivator's flying sword unharmed, this is absolutely impossible!

The beggar looked at Qin Yifan fixedly, his eyes full of doubts. Could it be that it was not someone else who had survived the Little Heavenly Tribulation, but the young man in front of him? Impossible, although there were some faint traces of spiritual power on the young man's body, compared to the degree to which he could survive the Little Heavenly Tribulation, it was far inferior, how could it be? To Qin Yifan's answer, the beggar just pouted and didn't say anything.

The injuries of the three people do not seem to be light, and they have not been able to wake up so far, if there is no beggar, Qin Yifan may throw the three of them back into the water, but it is not so convenient now. Zhang Chong is the doorman of Danding Gate, and he just asked him to come over to deal with it. The beggar has been watching, neither saving nor hindering the rescue, which is very strange, I don't know if it is his rule.

At present, the three of them are not lightly injured, at least after returning to the inn, they slowly woke up, endured the discomfort here, and hurriedly breathed and recuperated. The news has spread here, and more people will come, and dragging the injured body is not a good sign.

Lin Qiulu also saw the beggar, but she didn't reject it much, but took the initiative to exchange some news with him. Lin Qiulu is a junior, and the beggar actually has no trouble at all, anyway, it is an exchange, and exchanging news with the people of the Baolong clan of the Son of Heaven is not a very disadvantaged thing.

In the next few days, the beggar seemed to have a huge interest in Qin Yifan, and followed Qin Yifan all the time. With him there, Lin Qiulu seemed to leave Qin Yifan with confidence and boldness, and took advantage of the rare opportunity to step up to adapt to the fierce aura here and temper the Qiankun Sword Box. And the reason why the beggar followed Qin Yifan was actually because Qin Yifan saved his life, and he wanted to repay Qin Yifan's favor during this time.

There must have been something in the lake, but the miserable situation of the three of them was ahead, and the beggar still did not make up his mind to enter the lake. Qin Yifan also has an extra fishing friend, but this guy is obviously not the kind of person with a long surname, which makes Qin Yifan very suspicious of whether he is a cultivator after all, how can he be so jumpy.

"Shopkeeper, what the hell is here?" this is the first time the beggar has asked for an unknown number of times. Qin Yifan replied that he didn't know every time, and then he was a little annoyed, so he let him ask questions, and ignored him.

"Amitabha!" The low Buddha number seemed to have come here from the other end of the inn, and such a swagger made Qin Yifan frown a little.

"Oh, this monk is here?" The beggar was a little surprised, but immediately became excited: "Let's go, go and see, this monk is a powerful master, no worse than those three people!"

Qin Yifan really couldn't resist his request, so he finally agreed, and slowly packed up the fishing gear. When he returned to the inn, he found that an old monk in Nayi was troubled by beggars. The beggar deserves to be the master of professional pestering, and the monk is not beaten, nor is he scolded, and in the end he obediently took out some things and bought some news from the beggar.

"Monk Niankong, don't feel distressed, this news is definitely worth it!" The beggar proudly admired the goods in his hand for a long time, and then turned his head to the monk and said: "You should know about Jianmen Sanying, just two days ago, I planted a heel here." You want to fight the idea of that thing here, but be careful!" Qin Yifan, who came in, happened to hear this, and couldn't help but feel a little funny in his heart, the news that the three of them could know as soon as they appeared, was actually stunned and let the beggar sell it for a good price.

Of course, Jianmen Sanying is Feng Haoxiu, Zhao Bingchang, and Zhang Mengdie, all of whom are from the Sword Sect, often travel together, and are a temporary choice, known as Jianmen Sanying.

"Amitabha! Heaven has the virtue of a good life, even if it is a Taoist friend of other races, if he can cultivate spiritual wisdom, it is also the favor of God, why do you have to take his name! You must know that all things have spirits, all sentient beings, how about you make a good fate and let the poor monk transform this Taoist friend?"

"Monk Niankong, what he said is good. But it was Zhao Bingchang, who was not very good-tempered: "Don't think we don't know your thoughts, let's just let people be your mounts, why do you have to say it so nicely." Those of you Bodhisattva Venerables, which one of you is not a Taoist friend who rides the demon clan? Everyone should not compete with each other on the lip service, let's see the real ability!"

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention. Qin Yifan was stunned on the side, he originally thought that these cultivators wanted the Yuan Shen of the old man in the lake in order to be able to refine spiritual weapons, and those who wanted to cultivate did not use magic weapons, so they should not come to fight. Unexpectedly, a sentence broke Qin Yifan's wishful thinking, and these cultivators actually wanted to participate in it. However, Zhao Bingchang's reason is very sufficient, in the legends that Qin Yifan has heard, Guanyin, Manjushri, and Fuxian, these bodhisattvas, really all have a mount of the demon clan.

Judging from their dispute, the dispute between instrument cultivation and intention cultivation is like a dispute between Chinese martial arts in the world, one focuses on magic weapons, focuses on attack and defense, and the other focuses on one's own cultivation, emphasizing the improvement of one's own artistic conception. It's interesting that everyone doesn't look at each other and accuses each other of being the wrong way to practice.

Qin Yifan thought about it, but those people were already arguing. Jianmen Sanying, who had just touched the wall, didn't say anything anymore, Niankong monk has the ability, he went to the lake on the other side of the mountain to subdue demons and catch ghosts, and don't spend time in the inn to play tricks. The two sides parted unhappily, but there was nowhere else to go here, and the monk did not live in the inn, so he went to the door and found a suitable place to sit down cross-legged and began to do his homework.

The beggar is a bag to inquire, and he is also a messenger, and it is estimated that soon the frustration of Jianmen Sanying will be spread. But this is not a good thing, in addition to showing that the cultivation of the brother in the lake is profound, it only proves one thing, if you use the medicine Yuan Shen here to refine the instrument spirit, it is estimated that it will be more powerful, and using the monster here as a mount, it will definitely be very strong.

The people who come again, in addition to cultivating stronger and stronger, must also have the mentality that they must win the brother in the lake. This is not a good phenomenon for either the brother in the lake or Qin Yifan.

(To be continued)