Chapter 474: One Night in Xiaolou
The room is filled with a vague aroma.
Aoyama was a little tired.
The two killers who had previously encountered the top three in Qianchuan in Liulin, if they were ordinary cultivators of the Three Realms, they would really be dead.
So from the beginning, Aoyama's choice was to escape.
As for the so-called face and other problems, he never cared, in fact, even if he lost his life, the face problem was no longer a problem.
There are no sects around Qianliu City, and the only righteous sect is Broken Blade Mountain.
Qingshan knew that the female mountain lord had a grudge with Uncle Shen Yu back then, and if she went there, the result would not be better than facing two killers.
With the speed of his realm, it was impossible to escape in the wilderness.
After exchanging his life for injury, Aoyama thought of the silk shop in Qianliu City.
This is a very strange thing, the inexplicable fire, the woman who appeared inexplicably, and herself are so logically connected.
At this point, Aoyama felt that he had made the right bet.
The woman was indeed a practitioner, and everything she had done before was for a reason.
"I can't see those at the height I stand at the follow-up, but at the limited height, I want to see through what I can." Aoyama said directly.
This kind of dialogue is somewhat similar to the Buddhists' fighting, and in the clouds, Qingshan doesn't like it very much.
So he changed his way and said bluntly: "You know my identity, and you also know that the land of Qianchuan will send people to kill me, all of this is related to the Dao Sword Venerable of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, and even with the Dao Xuan Patriarch, you should know that it is impossible to kill a fairy realm powerhouse with my realm cultivation, the Dao Sect and the Qingcheng Sword Sect have no grudges, these years are nothing more than disputes over some Dao Sect concepts, some people want to use this matter to stir up the grudge between the two factions, among them, what are you playing?" ”
Aoyama's words speak of 'you', not 'you'.
The woman restrained her smile, she couldn't imagine that the young man in front of her had guessed so deeply, she couldn't help frowning slightly, and began to think in her heart.
After a while, she exclaimed and said: "Among the three generations of disciples of the Holy Land, you may not be the first in terms of cultivation as the realm, but your heart is calm, and no one can come out of you, I don't know if you have heard of 'Xiaolou', and the slave family is from that Qinglou." ”
Qingshan raised his head and said in surprise: "Xiaolou has a spring breeze all night, Linghuang female cultivators, except for the Yaochi Holy Land, Xiaolou has the most female cultivators, and it is also the most mysterious, it turns out that you are from Xiaolou." ”
The woman smiled and said, "The slave family's surname is Feng, and he is the third in the family." ”
"Feng San?" Aoyama asked.
The woman's willow eyebrows moved, and she said angrily: "Feng Lan." ”
Aoyama tugged at the corners of his mouth and lowered his head a little embarrassed.
Feng Lan glanced at him and continued: "Since you have heard of Xiaolou, you should know why I saved you, to be exact, it was only for you to temporarily block Shen Gongzi and Yin Tianzi, no one dares to guarantee that there are other Qianchuan killers in this city." ”
Qingshan was silent for a while, and said: "The Qinglou woman is ruthless, and she has become the new closed disciple of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, you should not be willing, it seems that you want to get the reward of the Dao Sect." ”
Feng Lan sat on the bench, completely different from the little jasper in the previous shop, and the whole person was lazy and ambiguous at the moment, with a certain seductive meaning.
As a Qinglou woman, showing several temperaments is something they can do inadvertently.
In this world, the number of female cultivators is very small, except for the Yaochi Holy Land, which can stand in the Eastern Ancestral Continent because of Kunlun, there are very few female cultivators in the spiritual wilderness.
There are even fewer female cultivators in the rest of the holy lands, and it is even rarer to be known to the world like Daoist Yu Wenwen.
For women in casual cultivation, it is even more difficult, and countless female cultivators even do not hesitate to do some forced things for the sake of cultivation resources and exercises.
This also caused a storm in the cultivation world at that time.
It wasn't until the appearance of the Qinglou later that those loose cultivators had a place to hide.
This building appeared very suddenly, and the owner of the building was also extremely mysterious, and the only thing that the world remembered was that a mountain owner of Liubo Mountain, who had abused and killed Taoist couples at that time, was cramped and stripped of his skin and hung on the Sky Mountain.
You must know that Cangqiong Mountain is where the temple is located, and to be able to become the mountain master of Liubo Mountain, the cultivation realm has reached the fairyland, and the Qinglou landlord brutally pulled his bones and skinned him, tortured him for three days and three nights, and let him hang himself in front of the temple.
Countless people were shocked by the actions of the landlord, but after the news spread that several fairy realm powerhouses in Liubo Mountain joined forces to defeat the hands of that woman, the female cultivators in the entire world had an extra green building to live in.
The woman in the Qinglou does not sell her body as an artist.
As for the landlord, where did he come from? So far, no one knows.
Feng Lan had a lazy temperament, and she couldn't see the realm cultivation at all, and she gave a disdainful look to Qingshan's question.
Then he said disdainfully: "The old lady will be rare with your Dao Sect's spiritual treasure, no one will believe that you can kill Dao Sword Venerable, but someone needs to use you to do something." ”
Qingshan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "What are you doing?" ”
Feng Lan thought for a while and said: "Dao Xuan Zhenren has a great reputation in the Spirit Wilderness, he said that you killed it, then you killed it, what you have to do is to avoid the pursuit of those people, and wait until the goal of those big people is achieved, it is possible to return to the Dao Sect." ”
Qingshan didn't speak, his eyes were a little dim.
He could have thought of these things, but when someone really said it, Aoyama still felt a little....uncomfortable.
Except for saying goodbye to his father and mother many years ago, he had this kind of emotion on the day he left the mountain village, and he had not experienced it in all these years.
All the way to the Taoist Sect, become a disciple of Feilai Peak, and then divide the treasure cliff to get the natal thing.
All the uncles and uncles of the entire Dao Sect regard themselves as the future leaders of the Dao Sect, as long as they encounter confusion in their cultivation, they can go to a temple or a peak at will, and they can get answers.
Even in addition to teaching, the three hall masters will personally guide the practice.
Aoyama never imagined that one day, he would become a pawn.
Feng Lan's beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at the mood changes of the young man in front of her with great curiosity, but the latter obviously quickly realized that this mood was a bit too pretentious, and after a while, she returned to her original ancient well.
"Uninteresting." Feng Gang pursed his lips, "I don't know who you are studying, you will not be old next year, but you will look old-fashioned." ”
Aoyama thought of the man in the green shirt in his mind.
Maybe it's really as she said, from the moment she met Uncle Shen Yu, she unconsciously imitated his actions, and even many subtle expressions were unconsciously integrated into his life.
Qing Shan shook his head slightly, suppressed his thoughts, and said: "Uncle Dao Fan doesn't seem to be as idle and wild as he said these years, even the cultivators of Xiaolou know him, and he can even ask you to help, it seems that your relationship with him is not ordinary." ”
When the words fell, Feng Gang got up suddenly, his eyes staring at Qingshan fiercely, as if he had seen a ghost.