The little Taoist's expression became more and more solemn, "It is because he also saw Lin that he has today, and he will lay out even if he dies."

"What you see, he lets you see!"

Yang Ziwu recalled that picture, the picture of broken mountains and rivers and basically no survivors.

"So I can't go, I just have to change my life against the sky." Yang Ziwu smiled.

"Whatever you want!" The little Taoist priest regained his smile.

Yang Ziwu and the four of them continued to walk forward.

"Master, I'm a little scared."

"Don't be afraid, little things!"

Yang Ziwu smiled and looked ahead, "Let's go!"

Yang Ziwu led the three people to the cloth point, bought cloth, and went to the tailor to find someone to make clothes.

Then just now, where the little Taoist priest was, the inn behind him was going to have two rooms.

Yang Ziwu, Qin Lao and Xiao Mink are in one room, and the two girls are next door.

For this reason, the little mink complained and was beaten no less.

said that Yang Ziwu was already so rich, so he had one room for one person.

During this time, Yang Ziwu's wealth completely convinced Xiao Mink, along the way, Yang Ziwu did not spend less money, basically saw the poor people, and gave a spirit coin, which was a spirit coin.

He hadn't seen a few in his life.

I also saw it here in Yang Ziwu, this guy Yang Ziwu is much richer than Old Man Qin.

He has to treat Yang Ziwu well, maybe one day, Yang Ziwu will be able to reward him two as soon as he is happy.

The little Taoist priest is still in front of the inn, and the business is quite good, but it is not how much everyone trusts him, but the little Taoist priest is a small fresh meat, fine skin and tender meat, many little girls, little daughters-in-law like to tease the little Taoist here.

And on the morning of the next day, a guest appeared on the little Taoist's hexagram stall, and this guest was also famous, and the little Taoist priest could see it at a glance.

"Yo, Su Great Sword Immortal, Su Great Sword Immortal, look this way."

The person who came was a demon clan, a demon clan sword cultivator, his name was Su Xiu, as for what kind of demon he was, no one knew this, it was very mysterious.

Su Xiu, like Yang Ziwu yesterday, didn't want to deal with the little Taoist, but the little Taoist actually made Su Xiu stop.

"Great Sword Immortal Su is going to the Farming Continent again? Forget it, Su Mei won't take care of you!"

Su Xiu stopped and looked at the little Taoist.

"Who are you?"

"A wandering Taoist!" The little Taoist priest was touching his non-existent beard again.

"Objective, is it a hexagram?"

"Count!" Su Xiu came to the little Taoist priest, "Count it as a marriage!"

The little Taoist priest rolled his eyes, "Then don't forget it, no chance!"

"Then do the math, what am I?" Su Xiu said.

"Okay, that's interesting!" The little Taoist priest nodded, his fingers moving quickly, and then he sighed softly.

"People!" The little Taoist priest gave the answer.

Su Xiu's eyes widened.

The little Taoist priest smiled, "One is the reason for the form, you Su Xiu can't change into a body, and you don't even know what your body is, this is likely to be the reason for your type, or it may be that you are a person at all."

"Do you guess or count?" Su Xiu said.

"Well, you're human! But you're just practicing the exercises of the demon clan, and your master picked you up, because your master is also a member of the demon clan, and he is very unpopular in the demon clan, so he doesn't want you to be unwelcome."

The corners of Su Xiu's mouth were slightly hooked, and the little Taoist laughed, "Great Sword Immortal Su, don't think about it! Your question is the gap between the human race and the demon race? Is it the racial divide and ethics?"

"Shit, not at all!" The little Taoist priest said with a smile.

"Don't comfort yourself, in this world, cross-racial love is not nothing, you are Su Xiu in the wild world, the first affectionate in the wild world."

"Zhu Er, the first affectionate of the human race, is bright all over the world!"

"If people don't like you, they don't like you! There's no reason to say that!" The little Taoist priest opened his mouth inscrutablely.

Su Xiu's expression was lonely, and he looked at the little Taoist priest helplessly, "Who are you?"

"A wandering Taoist!" The little Taoist priest smiled and said.

Su Xiu, like Yang Ziwu, gave the little Taoist a silver coin.

"May I ask your name?" Su Xiu said.

"Evergreen!"

"Bye-bye!"

The next moment. The two of them looked up at the same time, and Yang Ziwu flew out of the window of the inn.

In the sky, an old man with a long beard fluttering. The old man with the dragon's beard came to the sky above the Fifth City.

Yang Ziwu came to his side, "So fast?"

The old man smiled. "For you, the night is long and dreamy!"

Yang Ziwu narrowed his eyes, "You'll have nightmares if it doesn't last long."

"The High Priest of the Demon Clan, Long Zhen, like Wu Anjun initiates a life and death station." The old man spoke.

Yang Ziwu smiled and looked at him.

"Just one?" Yang Ziwu asked.

"One is enough. It's a guarantee of foolproof."

"Spring and Autumn!" Yang Ziwu suddenly shouted, and his voice was loud, the muscles in his body bulged, and the blood flow could be clearly seen in the blood vessels on his body.

The Spring and Autumn Sword burst out with a huge light, Yang Ziwu still wanted to fight quickly, and this time, he directly used the power of the artifact, which was also Yang Ziwu's only artifact and he also knew what was foolproof in Long Zhen's mouth.

Emperor weapon, only the emperor weapon can make Long Zhen so confident, even if he is directly in the land immortal realm, he can't reach it.

If they wanted to use people to be foolproof, it would definitely be the strength of the nine elders to attack together, eight land immortals, and one king realm.

This is not as pleasant as the emperor's weapon.

And to deal with the imperial weapon, Yang Ziwu can only use the artifact.

The sword light of the Spring and Autumn Sword went straight to Long Zhen, like a scythe of the Grim Reaper, bound to harvest Long Zhen's life.

Long Zhen's pupils contracted sharply, and a crooked sword appeared in his hand, and the long sword attacked, resisting the sword of the Spring and Autumn Sword.

With just one blow, Long Zhen's knife shattered.

Long Zhen glanced up at the Spring and Autumn Sword, and a hint of shock appeared in his eyes, "Artifact?"

Yang Ziwu smiled and nodded, "Yes!"

"You still have an artifact, and you took it out at the beginning, I really didn't expect it!" Long Zhen said.

"What didn't I expect!" Yang Ziwu smiled.

"Good!"

Long Zhen no longer had the intention of taking his time, and directly took out his hole card this time, the imperial weapon.

The same knife.

Quaint knives.

"Yang Ziwu, if you can block this knife, it is blocked, and I can only urge it once!"

Yang Ziwu nodded, still looking at him with a smile.

"You've also seen the power of the Imperial Weapon, that's why you're so easy!"

Yang Ziwu still smiled and nodded.

"Come on!"

Long Zhen was not talking nonsense, all five fingers were broken, and blood flowed on the sword soldiers, this imperial weapon became blood red, and a huge energy burst out.