"Three seniors."

Su Lingyi and Du Yanruo appeared in the alley.

The white-robed monk looked at them and said with a smile: "It seems that the Yuyuan Academy is not so concerned about the immortal immortal death, and it actually sent two newcomers who have not yet fully embarked on the path of cultivation. ”

Su Lingyi frowned, but he didn't say anything.

In the Sui Kingdom, there are some sects that are high-ranking in the Sui Kingdom, and even if they are big people in the temple, they don't dare to provoke easily.

The three in front of him were real monks after all, and although they didn't know where they came from, they had to be cautious.

At this moment, the green-robed monk was staring at a dilapidated courtyard somewhere.

Because it has not been inhabited for many years, the yard is overgrown with weeds, and the half-open door is entwined with cobwebs, which looks quite eerie.

"There's a problem."

The white-robed monk and the purple-robed monk looked at each other.

The former waved his hand slightly, and the wind rose to the ground, and the yard was full of smoke and dust, and the doors of the house were all open, making a creaking sound.

I saw a painting hanging on the mottled wall of the room facing the courtyard gate.

There are houses and fields in the painting.

Du Yanruo asked curiously, "Senior, what's the problem?" ”

The green-robed monk didn't speak, but walked straight inside.

The white-robed monk said with a smile: "The road of cultivation is long, we have been in the middle of our lives, and we are just getting started. ”

"The so-called reading ten thousand books, it is better to travel ten thousand miles, this is also why the Sword Pavilion has a large number of disciples down the mountain every year, the biggest enemy of our monks is the demon, if you are inexperienced, you will end up dying before you can get out of the school."

According to historical records, the first appearance of yokai was 600 years ago.

There was once a war between the monks and the monsters.

In the most recent time, the nations of the world participated in the war, and after half a battle, the battle situation was extremely tragic.

Now there are only Sui and Xitan in the world, which can be seen.

Those ancestors who stood at the pinnacle of the monks have all fallen.

The world has been baptized like never before.

Later generations of monks regard the matter of subduing demons and eliminating demons as their lifelong ambition.

Therefore, the long road of searching for immortals has also begun.

If there were real immortals in charge, the monks were convinced that this ambition would no longer be just a delusion.

Although Du Yanruo and Su Lingyi practiced in Yuyuan Academy, they didn't really get started after all, and it was naturally not their turn to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

If it weren't for Du Yanruo, who was from Huncheng, and this time it was mainly to find immortals, he would not have been sent.

She looked at the green-robed monk standing in the dilapidated courtyard and swallowed a little nervously.

"Huncheng is on the border of bitter sandalwood, and it is not uncommon for some little monsters to hide, but it is strange that there are demons, but it is difficult to perceive them in Huncheng, if we are not standing here, I am afraid that we will also be dodged by this monster."

The white-robed monk thought of the large-scale appearance of the monster on Qixia Street, and his expression became very solemn.

But he can only attribute the reason to the immortal traces, since there are immortals coming to the world, Huncheng should have its own unusualness.

Dilapidated yard.

The green-robed monk held the sword behind his back in his hand, and a gust of yin wind blew in his face, making his hair and robe dance lightly, and as far as his eyes could see, the room faintly flashed with demonic red light.

He stared at the painting on the wall.

He stood in front of the real house and stared at the room in the painting, as if he had seen a pair of eyes there.

"Found you."

The green-robed monk muttered, and the sword in his hand roared out, about to smash the painting on the wall.

But suddenly a puff of black smoke rose up, and the flying sword was blocked, and it was forced to return to the hands of the green-robed monk.

"It's indeed some demons."

The green-robed monk seemed to be intrigued.

The flying sword in his hand trembled slightly, and then became more and more violent.

The sound of the sword is crisp, and at a certain moment, it escapes directly into the painting like an arrow from the string.

The painting that originally seemed ordinary also had an extra flying sword very abruptly.

It was as if the painting was alive.

The wheat in the field began to swing in the wind, and the flying sword pointed directly at the house in the painting.

The green-robed monk was engrossed.

Manipulating the flying sword in the painting, the sword qi that traverses the entire painting will destroy the house in an instant.

A cloud of grayish-white mist-like gas soon spread out of the painting, enveloping the entire dilapidated courtyard.

Su Lingyi and Du Yanruo's spirits were in a trance.

In front of Su Lingyi, many women with enchanting postures and beautiful appearances appeared.

But after all, he had already crossed the monk's threshold with half a foot, and he quickly stabilized his spirit, but it was difficult for him to break free immediately.

And Du Yanruo was in a daze, and Jiang Wang's face also appeared in front of him.

Although the body is thin, he has a dignified appearance, his face is like a carving, his facial features are distinct, his eyes seem to exude brilliance, and there is a bewitching smile on the corner of his mouth, which makes people can't help but immerse themselves in it.

Only three monks present were unaffected.

"Be bold, dare to be presumptuous!"

魍魉 is a general term for a certain type of monster.

Most of them are the remnants of great demons that have been rampant in the world for a hundred years, so they can only be hidden in paintings or various old utensils.

If you are not a monk and have strong willpower, it is difficult to escape the net of the weaving cloth.

Even the slightest carelessness will make the monk make a big mistake.

The white-robed and purple-robed monks immediately stepped forward to help.

Three flying swords came out together, smashing the painting to pieces.

If there is no natal object to store, there is nothing to hide.

But a wisp of green energy escaped from the broken painting and fled directly out of the alley.

Jiang Wang had just come to the broken alley.

I saw a ball of green qi crashing straight over.

It happened so suddenly, he didn't have time to react at all.

The little fish, who was very protective of the master, had already drawn his sword out of its sheath, and the blade of the sword slashed hard at the green qi.

But Qingqi was directly divided into two, and was about to wipe Jiang Wang's sides.

Suddenly, there was a hissing sound.

The scorching air swept through the alley, and with a terrible scream, the green gas was instantly evaporated.

It's as if nothing had happened.

Su Lingyi quickly regained his consciousness and gasped for breath.

Du Yanruo's face at this time was delicate, and when he caught a glimpse of Jiang Wang standing in the broken alley, the picture in his mind was clearly presented, and he could be said to be more and more ashamed, and he subconsciously turned his head.

None of them could see what had just happened, but the three monks could see it clearly.

glanced at each other, and they all walked towards Jiang Wang.

"We are monks in the West Building with a full moon, and I dare to ask which mountain do Daoyou come from? Is it also for the miracles? ”

The full moon west building is a sect in the realm of bitter sandalwood.

Because the number of monks in the whole world is scarce, it is difficult for those with low qualifications to ascend to the position in the big sects, and when they meet and know each other, they have the existence of the full moon west building.

In the final analysis, it is the place where those who are unsatisfactory on the path of cultivation report to the group to warm.

In all walks of life in the Sui Kingdom, there are sects such as the West Tower of the Full Moon.

Jiang Wang, who suddenly appeared, easily killed the dragon.

Let the three monks think a lot for a while.

The realm of the cave after a hundred days of foundation building is the first realm in the true sense of the monk.

And those who have cultivated to the pinnacle of the cave can return to the basics.

Older people are not necessarily weak, because they may not want to regain their youthful appearance.

But the young ones are likely to be great monks who have returned to their roots.

Unlike Su Lingyi and Du Yanruo, they can see through at a glance.

In their eyes, Jiang Wang is simply an ordinary person.

But what has just happened has proven to be far from the case.

In their opinion, if Jiang Wang is not a strong man who has returned to the basics, he can only be a disciple of the great sect.

Although Su Lingyi and Du Yanruo were both from the Yuyuan Academy, it was difficult to compare them with the monks who had really started at a young age.

No matter which kind Jiang Wang belongs to, he is worthy of the respect of the three monks such as Qingpao.

Jiang Wang gasped slightly.

Looking at the three monks in front of him, he was actually looking at himself with a little respect at the moment, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

And the little fish standing beside Jiang Wang.

At this time, the expression was also shocked.

She couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Childe has been hiding all these years?

When the green qi collided straight over, Xiao Yu clearly saw the extremely terrifying face in the green qi.

She's seen the world and knows it's a monster.

Thinking that Childe is so powerful, the peerless cheats given to her must also be very powerful, and she has to practice more carefully.

Seeing that Jiang Wang had never replied, the three monks in the green robe nodded with some relief.

They guessed that Jiang Wang might be a disciple of the Sword Pavilion.

The disciples of the Sword Pavilion go down the mountain every year, although it is a matter known to the monks, but in fact, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion who go down the mountain never report their homes.

Everyone can only guess the identity of the sword they use, and the facts have proved that they did not guess wrong.

Thinking of this, the three monks in the green robe looked more respectful.

After all, the Sword Pavilion is the largest sect in Kutanli, and if you come out of any one, I am afraid that you will be able to step on the West Tower with a full moon.

The green-robed monk said cautiously: "Dare to ask your surname?" ”

Jiang Wang was stunned and said, "My surname is Jiang ......"

The green-robed monk hurriedly waved his hand and saluted, "Mr. Jiang, we have found out that the immortal is dying on Qixia Street, but if we want to determine the goal, I am afraid it will take more time, since Mr. Jiang has arrived, if there is any difficulty, I am afraid that Mr. Jiang will have to take action, so we will not bother first and leave." ”

Jiang Wang looked at the other party silently and speechlessly talking to himself, and then left respectfully.

Although his purpose here is to be in danger again, and it seems that this thing is completed, why does he always feel that something is not right?

I don't even seem to figure out what's going on, it's over?

Looking at the three monks in the green robe, he flew away directly, and he showed envious eyes.

Du Yanruo looked at Jiang Wang at this time, still blushing a little.

And she didn't understand why the three seniors treated Jiang Wang like that just now?

Is the power of Xunyang Houfu so big?

Su Lingyi guessed something, his face was ugly, thinking that Jiang Wang seemed to be even more powerful than he thought.

When Du Yanruo was thinking in distress, Jiang Wang was also looking at her.

Seeing that his face was a little ruddy, Jiang Wang kindly reminded: "You seem to be sick, hurry up and go home and take some medicine." ”

Du Yanruo came back to his senses, and said angrily: "You are sick!" ”

Jiang Wang said as a matter of course: "I'm sick." ”

Du Yanruo was speechless.

Then he snorted coldly and pulled Su Lingyi away quickly.

Where Jiang Wang didn't notice, there was a pair of eyes staring at him, and then slowly disappeared into the darkness.