Drinker gets some freedom, but it's uncomfortable.

Feng Qianfang said that it was for the sake of his safety, and he sent the wooden girl Phantom Bamboo to him as a bodyguard, with bad intentions.

When the wooden girl appeared in front of him again, her right arm was wrapped in a bandage, she was still dressed in black, her hair was in a high bun, her bangs were neatly combed, her face was sickly pale, and her eyes were very straight, no matter who she faced, there was no emotion in her eyes.

Yeyu had a lot of doubts about this girl who looked at the most sixteen or seventeen years old.

On the one hand, I was afraid that she would hear what was going on in my heart, and on the other hand, I was curious about what kind of person she was before.

But no matter what you say, these days are either locked in a prison cell, or locked in a Buddhist building, Ye Yu finally felt a little stuffy and panicked, but fortunately out of the cell, let the phantom bamboo who moved next door to him take him around.

Phantom Zhu didn't speak, and directly took him out of the tower prison and came to the central martial arts field.

It is very much like an urn city, surrounded by high walls with soldiers patrolling it, and the terrain inside is flat, and there is a high platform made of bluestone in the center, and the field is empty.

Ye Yu walked around the city wall, looked around, felt bored, and wanted to go to the outer camp to have a look, but the girl Muna shook her head and refused.

The young man was bored, but he heard a strange sound from under the martial arts teaching ground, and saw a stone door slowly opening under the high platform.

After a while, a large number of prisoners dressed in prison clothes came out of the stone gate, men, women and children, some with shackles.

Only then did Ye Yu suddenly dare to love that this place was for prisoners, no wonder the walls were strong.

At this time, Feng Qianfang appeared on the high platform of the martial arts field, and some soldiers beat the war drums on the stage, attracting the attention of everyone in the audience.

I only heard Feng Qianfang say loudly: "The old rules, test the medicine, a stick of incense within the time limit, the winner can enter the Baiju River and the Wind Rift Valley to do work, and the survivors can sell their lives or sit in the Taiping Building"

After speaking, Feng Qianfang waved his hand lightly, and asked the two guards behind him to put a jade box on the incense case on the side of the high platform, and turned around and went down the secret road.

Ye Yu was inexplicable, and he didn't know what the hell this old demon Feng was doing, but he saw a commotion among the prisoners under the wall.

Suddenly, a middle-aged prisoner with a scrawny head stepped onto the high platform.

He came to the incense case, took a pill from the guard's hand, took it with a little hesitation, silently fell silent for a few breaths, slowly moved his muscles and bones, as if feeling the medicinal power emanating, raised another arm, and pointed to the weapon rack next to him lightly, and immediately a bladeless iron sword flew into his hand.

Although the whole process was tepid, just relying on his swordsmanship was enough to prove that he was a master of "day and night" in the Six Realms.

Harness the sword first and refine the sword.

After the cultivator enters the peak of the five realms, the five internal organs are as strong as mountains, and the fetus can be turned into a baby, so that the divine thoughts can be placed on external objects and the flying sword can be tempered, which is not only a means of killing people and resisting the enemy, but also a kind of training, and it is a preparation for the unity of the six realms of the primordial infant and the primordial god, the achievement of the yang god, the day and night enlightenment, and then the body outside the body.

You need to first take a spiritual weapon that can communicate with your mind to refine your mind, from using your qi to control the sword to refining it with your will, and achieve the unity of heaven and man, before it can be regarded as a great achievement.

Therefore, the sword controlled by the cultivators of the Five Realms is not a spiritual weapon that communicates with its qi, and it is impossible to manipulate an ordinary iron sword freely.

Ye Yu didn't expect Taiping City to use such a method to deal with prisoners.

Needless to say, there must be spies from the Great Zhou Youcha Division, as well as people from the Seventy Princes.

Let the prisoners voluntarily test the medicine and fight for their freedom.

I have to say that this is indeed a good method, but when I thought of the cultivator who had begged for no result and was pinched and shot in front of his and Zhao Jia's eyes when he first saw Feng Lao Mo, the young man's heart was slightly cold.

Many seem to be opportunities, but in fact they are just another trap, just like Lan Sa's promise.

In a moment, a young woman came to the stage.

Just look at her hair and sideburns, her face is beautiful, and she has light makeup on her face, although the wide prison uniform covers her figure, she has a unique style when she walks.

Compared with most of the yellow-faced women in the audience, it is obvious that they have just been locked up for two days.

Some of the prisoners whistled, some laughed.

"Tsk, it's a pity, such a beautiful woman, why be a thief?"

With a slightly exaggerated male voice coming, Ye Yu saw that the phantom bamboo eyebrows beside him were slightly condensed, and for the first time he showed emotional fluctuations, and the whole person seemed to come to life.

But in an instant, her face returned to absolute calm again.

Ye Yu turned around and saw a short-haired man in a green shirt walking out of the road with a smile on his face.

The man was barefoot, wearing a pair of clogs, a long sword with a wooden sheath diagonally stuck at his waist, his hands wrapped around his chest, and he walked with a left and right sway, quite unbeatable.

Looking at his appearance again, his eyebrows are like sword leaves, his eyes are like horizontal knives, a small piece of white plaster is pasted on the bridge of his nose, and the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, giving people a feeling of being a thief.

The short-haired man, who was estimated to be about thirty years old, swayed to Phantom Zhu, wrapped his arms around her shoulders, and asked with a smile: "Xiao Zhuzhu, have you missed my brother recently?" ”

Phantom Bamboo's face was expressionless, and he didn't even turn his head, but his left hand was already holding the dagger behind his back, and it was against the vital point between the legs of the short-haired man.

As if nothing had happened, the short-haired man took back the hand that was slowly leaning down on the girl's shoulder, and glanced at Ye Yu again: "This little brother is rare."

Ye Mo bowed his head slightly, and smiled lightly.

The short-haired man nodded slightly, and looked up at the stone platform of the martial arts field, and saw that the pair of men and women pulled out of the posture, and did not move for a long time, and twisted their necks with some interest, stretched their waists again, and pressed their palms back to the phantom bamboo buttocks, but the girl had already been on guard, one turned sideways, and the dagger in her hand had been stabbed out like lightning, directly attacking the man's neck, armpits, and three vital points under the ribs, as if three arms had suddenly grown.

The short-haired man hurriedly turned his palm into his fingers, flicked the stabbing blade three times in a row, and at the same time slid his feet back, dodging the right hand that was ghostly grasping at his abdomen, and a little slower than a millimeter, a hole was broken in his belt.

Ye Yu watched it from the sidelines, and secretly praised the phantom bamboo's "phantom claw" for practicing well, but it was difficult to see the number of short-haired men for a while.

"I'm obedient, Xiao Zhuzhu, isn't your right hand injured?"

Phantom Bamboo's face was indifferent, and he put away the dagger after missing the blow, and never said a word.

The short-haired man looked down at his belt, pouted slightly, and then looked at Phantom Bamboo's eyes without a smile, but then his eyes lit up again, waved his hand behind Phantom Bamboo, and shouted: "God of Wealth, here, here"

Ye Yu turned his head to look, and saw a middle-aged man in a purple robe walking in the distance, with a square face, five locks of beard, and a faint smile at the corners of his eyes, looking very kind.

This person he had seen that night in the Kushui Temple before, and he didn't know where he came from, but it was certain that he must be the head character in the Nine Elements.

The middle-aged man came to the approach, first clenched his fists slightly at Phantom Zhu and Yeyu, and then faced the short-haired man, and said with a light smile: "Fan Lender has a good complexion these days, is there any happy event?" ”

The short-haired man named Fan Yan smiled and said, "Lao Xu, you have a lot of eyesight, Lao Feng just promised me to marry Phantom Bamboo, and you saw it?" ”

The middle-aged man was shocked when he heard this, and then looked sideways at the phantom bamboo, and saw that his face was slightly red, and he hurriedly bowed his hand to Fan Yan: "Oh, then I really want to congratulate the two of you."

Fan Yan hugged the middle-aged man's shoulders very familiarly, and said with a smile: "In two days, the two of us will worship heaven and earth, you can not be there, but the ceremony must come."

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Brother Fan is really good at laughing, Xu will definitely be there and deliver the gift with his own hands!" ”

Fan Yan nodded slightly and gently patted the middle-aged man's shoulder.

Ye Mo peeked at Phantom Bamboo on the side, and saw that her bandaged right hand trembled slightly, although she had no expression, her face was a little blue.

He peeked at the purple-robed middle-aged man from bottom to top, and saw a palm-sized gold medal hanging from his waist, engraved with the word "Xu", and secretly counted the head and face of the nine elements, and roughly guessed the origin of this person, and then looked at his face, just touching the gaze cast by the other party, and felt a little familiar in his heart.

At this time, a man and a woman on the stone platform of the martial arts field had already started fighting.

But in just three moves, the middle-aged prisoner who had looked good at the realm suddenly had a convulsion of his body, and he didn't know whether it was a recurrence of internal illness or a problem with the medicine, and he was slapped by the weak woman to the stage with a sword.

The people on the ground let out a burst of exclamation, and they were all a little surprised, but they didn't expect this little girl to be quite strong.

Xu Zhenye looked up at Shitai: "Fan Lender, can you see where she comes from?" ”

Fan Yan said: "I didn't pay attention, in this kind of competition, there is not much difference between the five realms and the six realms, what's the matter?" Is it a tough nut to crack? ”

Xu Zhenye shook his head slightly: "That's not it, it's just that there are some things that need her help."

Fan Yan nodded, restrained his smile and said, "Look again"