Outside the building, two days later.

Every time Night Star goes to a city, he has to eat a local meal.

Aoyama didn't ask, because he thought this person was very interesting.

And in his heart, he never thought that anyone in Lingyin Temple would dare to dispose of Uncle Yangliu when the people of the Taoist Sect were away.

The reason lies in one person.

The world's No. 1 Daoyan real person.

Putting his thoughts aside, Aoyama looked at the wine shop.

Suddenly, a song sounded, like spring water, falling in the ears, ringing in the heart, extremely clear.

The music is extremely beautiful, but this is a hot pot restaurant, and it doesn't feel harmonious, even if Qingshan and Night Star are sitting in a private room.

Aoyama's expression was calm.

Night Star also looked up and drank.

After passing the castle, they walked more and more slowly, and the two of them didn't seem to be in a hurry about the affairs of the Lingyin Temple.

Waking up all the way, the two even had time to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and a few inconspicuous man-eating monsters were easily beheaded by Qingshan, so that Ye Xingchen couldn't help but be curious about this young man.

The door opened, followed by a soft cry.

A young girl stood outside the house with a pipa, very petite, the plain clothes on her body looked a little big, and a white jasmine flower was inserted in her sideburns, looking very plain.

Qingshan remembered the picture of the little girl next door when he was in the small mountain village, and put down a few copper coins on the table.

The girl hesitated, walked to the table, put away the copper coin, and said in a low and quick voice, "Someone wants to be unfavorable to the two of you, please be careful."

Nightstar said, "Raise your head."

The girl was slightly stunned, and raised her head according to her words, revealing a beautiful little face, with weak eyes, which was very cute.

Ye Xingchen said, "Vixen."

The girl's face was slightly red, and with tears in her eyes, she said, "Why are you scolding?"

Aoyama said, "It's indeed a vixen."

He and Yexingchen are naturally not scolding.

Only then did the girl confirm that her true identity had been seen through.

"Where did the two immortal masters come from? Why can you see who I really am?"

There was a slight look of fear on her little face, and Jasmine trembled slightly, and her eyes became even weaker.

You must know that she has a secret method of cultivation, even the powerhouses of the upper three realms may not be able to recognize her true face, who knew that today she was seen through by Qingshan and Night Xingchen at a glance. Xiu Shu

How did she know that Ye Xingchen cultivated the Xingchen Body, and his eyesight was countless times sharper than that of cultivators in the same realm, not to mention Qingshan.

Night Xingchen said, "I didn't expect Qianchuan Baihua to be a demon cultivator."

He is the head of the Tang Dynasty Demon Hunting Division, and when it comes to understanding Qianchuan, I'm afraid no one in the world knows him.

This girl's name is Baihua, and she is a well-known shadow son in the land of thousands of rivers, and she is known for her ruthlessness.

Two years ago, the young mountain lord of the Tang Dynasty Laojun Mountain was planted with flower poison by her because of her weak words.

Seeing that they even called out their names, Baihua no longer covered them up, and bowed down to the two of them.

"If it weren't for the two immortal masters who killed those thieves in Laojun Mountain, that Yin thief would definitely still be staring at me. I am a demon cultivator, and I don't have the protection of the sect, whether it is the Laojun Mountain Lord or a disciple sent by the Sword Immortal City, I can't handle it, so I am sincerely grateful to the two immortal masters, so I have come to warn."

Night Star said, "Who?"

Baihua said, "Sword Immortal City, a major incident has happened in Lingyin Temple, and there are many cultivators involved in this matter, including the elders of Sword Immortal City, the great priest of my Qianchuan, and the disciples of Liubo Mountain."

Nightstar said, "Why do you know it's us?"

Baihua was a little uneasy and said, "It's inconvenient to tell me, and please don't ask the immortal master."

The room was quiet.

The hot pot soup boils and makes a gurgling sound.

Baihua said worriedly, "Even though the two immortal masters are strong, the enemy is overwhelming, so it's better not to stay here."

Night Star looked at Aoyama and asked, "Killed?"

Aoyama said, "Whatever you want."

Baihua's eyes widened, looking innocent.

After a while, she understood the meaning of the conversation between the two, and suddenly panicked, anxious and afraid, and her eyes were covered with a layer of fog, which was very pitiful.

"I have mercy on you." Ye Xingchen said, "Why don't you bring it back to your Uncle Shen as a companion?"

Aoyama said, "I'll be scolded to death."

Nightstar said, "Forget it, you can go."

Baihua has a wide range of knowledge, but he has never seen such a strange person, where do he dare to stay, holding the pipa and quickly retreating.

A plate of mussels and a plate of snails made the boiling hot pot soup temporarily calm down.

Night Star looked out the window.

The sunset was getting redder and redder, and suddenly a huge shadow came from the direction of the sea.

The huge shadows in the sky are birds shuttling through the clouds. Ь.

With a low, melodious call, the birds spewed out countless seawaters, which turned into raindrops and fell.

At the end of winter, Haizhou City ushered in a spring rain in advance.

A rainbow appeared on the edge of the sunset, which was extremely beautiful.

There was a cheer in the building.

This is a grand ceremony in Xizhou, welcoming those cultivators who come from afar to participate in the grand festival of Lingshan.

Night Star looked at the rainy sky and said, "Identify yourself?"

It had taken two years to get here, and she knew that Aoyama would definitely not leave until she met that person.

So what about revealing your identity? Anyway, if you go to Lingshan to save people, there is no problem in showing your identity early.

Aoyama said, "No hurry."

Night Star retracted his gaze, looked at him and asked seriously, "How do you fight then?"

Along the way, they killed demons and killed people, which seemed arrogant, but in fact they were very measured.

The monsters and opponents that Night Xingchen encountered, or the monsters and opponents that Qingshan helped her choose, most of them were inferior to her in terms of realm strength.

In other words: they only pick and kill opponents who can die.

Ye Xingchen had a question, shouldn't the strong sword be out of the strong to get stronger and stronger?

Aoyama's answer is: If you die with a sword, no one can become stronger.

The current Loucheng has gathered a lot of strong cultivators because of the Lingshan Festival.

No matter how talented the two of them are, their cultivation time is limited, and they will definitely not be able to beat them, so what should they do?

Qingshan looked at her and asked, "Have you ever heard of a sword technique that fell from the sky?"

Night Star thought for a moment and said, "No."

What should you do when you know that there are a lot of people looking for you?

Aoyama has always been simple, just like his style of chopping vegetables.

He came straight to the door.

Looking for the same door.

The Lingshan Festival is about to be held, and many cultivators of the sects are coming one after another, and the inn is already full, but naturally there will be no shortage of accommodations in the major holy places.

The Dao Sect has been friends with Sword Immortal City and the Academy for generations, and lives in a small courtyard.

The courtyard is quiet, but not peaceful.

Because of that incident, Haizhou City, which seems to be lively and festive, has a feeling that the mountain rain is about to come.

In fact, whether it was Qianchuan Baihua or the black-armored envoy of the Demon Seeking Division, they had no interest in besieging and killing those two so-called demons.

In their opinion, the monsters or people killed by those two people have their own ways to die. And cultivators are already competing with the mandate of heaven, looking down on life and death, killing people is too common, if it weren't for the relationship between the presiding officer of the Black Dragon Temple who was just killed by those two people a few days ago and the noble concubine in the palace, how could Qing Tiansi be so solemn?

At this moment, the courtyard door was suddenly pushed open, and two men wearing hats walked in.

The Black Armor Envoy narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Who are you?"

As he spoke, he was ready to attack at any time.

The hat is not a gray cloth, but it can also cover the head and face.

Lin Shuang's eyebrows were slightly raised, like a sword, as if he was ready at any time

Fly.

Feeling the fluctuation of sword intent coming from his senior brother's body, Lin Yingliang woke up, looked at the two people who walked into the small courtyard, a little surprised, but he was not flustered, and he was not afraid, he quietly held the hilt of the sword in his right hand, ready to untie it at any time, and thought silently, these two demons actually dared to come to the door, it was really a death.

A man and a woman? One tall and one short? Looking at the two people wearing hats, the strange feeling in Lin Shuang's heart became stronger and stronger.

He didn't draw his sword, but stared at the other man and asked, "Who are you?"

The shorter woman didn't take off her hat, but reached out and swiped up and down twice in front of her.

Lin Shuang's expression suddenly became extremely strange.

The old monk knew that he didn't have to worry about anything, smiled and nodded, and then pulled the nephew back to his room with an excited look.

The Black Armor Envoy didn't know the specific situation, but he understood something, smiled and waved his hand, and went back to his room.

Lin Shuang took the two people back to his room, and Lin Yingliang followed in with a blank face, thinking to himself what was going on?

The door closed, Lin Shuang looked at the two people, and saluted, "Meet the Night Master." Xiu Shu

"We killed those people."

Night Xingchen took off his hat and said to Lin Shuang.

Aoyama also took off his hat.

Looking at the face that he hadn't seen for a few days, but was still extremely beautiful, Lin Shuang finally confirmed the other party...... It is indeed his uncle.

Ye Xingchen was the head of the Demon Hunting Division, Lin Shuang's attitude towards him was naturally respectful, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but have a bitter smile on his face, and said helplessly: "The head of the Night Division traveled abroad, and occasionally saw injustice, so it was natural to kill him, but ...... It's too much to kill."

"There are so many damn people, so I'll have to kill a few more."

Ye Xingchen glanced at Qingshan, when he was in Shangzhou, he said that it is impossible to eliminate evil, and the wicked cannot be killed.

Lin Shuang thought for a moment and said seriously, "The Night Chief's words are reasonable, and it is good to kill."

It's not a flattery, it's not a mockery, he really thinks so.

Night Xingchen suddenly felt that the two forgotten peaks were good, at least in this regard.

"What's your name?"

"Lin Shuang, born in Sword Immortal City, is a disciple of Shanglin Sword."

"How is the Sword Master?"

After walking in the world for so many years, he has never had any contact with Sword Immortal City, and Night Star and Qingshan do not know what the current situation of Sword Immortal City is.

Lin Shuang briefly talked about what had happened in Sword Immortal City over the years, and there really wasn't much to say.

Most of the powerhouses of the second generation are in retreat, and the disciples are also practicing their swords diligently, which is not much different from the hundreds of thousands of years in the past.

Ten years is indeed too short a time period for a monastic, and it is difficult for much to change.

"How is your senior brother Jian Jiu doing?"

Night Star knew that this was something Aoyama wanted to know, although in the past two years, he hadn't mentioned the name Kenjiu once.

Lin Shuang hesitated

Night Star was sure that something must have happened to Jian Jiu, and said, "Speak."