Not much.

Outside the city, beside a windswept abyss.

Huang Liang and Wu Yingying's figures appeared in unison.

Huang Liangshi looked at the Qi technique and looked towards the mountain abyss.

The strange rocks are craggy, and the countless rocks look weird, like hideous ghosts and ghosts, plus the yin qi that gathers and does not disperse, if a mortal enters it.

Even if you don't meet ghosts, most of them are going to be seriously ill.

After looking at it for a while, Huang Liang said: "There is a yin spring in this Fengshuangyuan, if you can endure the hardships, I will send you in." ”

"Your birthday is okay, as long as you can endure the hardships, it shouldn't be a problem to spend three or five years refining this Yin Spring."

"The reason why that old ghost beat you into a ghost is probably the same idea."

"Are you going? If you want, I will pass on your refining method. ”

Huang Liang looked at Wu Yingying, who was already amazingly looking before she had even grown.

The latter hesitated a little, his good-looking brows furrowed, his little hand grabbed the skirt, and asked in a low voice: "If I go, can I become an immortal like my predecessors?" ”

Huang Liang roughly calculated one or two, as long as he passed on another Taoism to her.

If nothing else, a Yin God Realm has no way to run.

"As long as you hold on, it's not difficult."

"Then I'll go."

Wu Yingying immediately raised her head, but as soon as she finished speaking, she lowered her head embarrassedly, and said weakly: "It's just that the seniors can let me go home first, and let me have a few more words with my parents......"

"Yes!"

……

A day later.

Huang Liang sent Wu Yingying into the Yin Spring.

He also passed on a Taoist method "Long Breath and Covering Yin Sutra" obtained before the sacrifice to this little female ghost who is not good at luck.

After doing this, he didn't leave, but in the depths of the earth, he silently comprehended the golden page from Gu Fengyu.

【Ground Evil: Shifting Scenery】

Only this time, he didn't combine the golden pages into one and summoned the Bodhi Ancestor.

If he needs one more, he will be able to obtain the true method of martial arts in the mouth of Bodhi Ancestor.

In addition to practicing, he is also practicing that style of boxing.

Come straight to the point.

……

Within the territory of Yuanzhou.

Late at night.

On the top of a deserted stone hill, inside a ruined temple.

There was a young man in a green shirt carrying a bookcase and an elderly Confucian master, and the two of them were roasting around the fire.

Outside the temple, snow was falling.

The heavens and the earth were white.

The howling cold wind blew through the doors and windows, whirring like a terrible ghost.

"Sir, you always say that a scholar is worthy of a beauty, so when you were young, was there any beauty who was willing to match you?"

As he spoke, the young man in the green shirt also bumped the old master with his shoulder, and his posture was extremely old.

For this extremely faux pas, the latter, as a refined Confucian master, was not angry.

He plunged his dry hands into the fire.

While serving as firewood, the fire is baked.

"Why not? At that time, you didn't know that as soon as I went out, the women who looked at me were enough to line up from the street to the end of the street.

And some, in order to see me, they even tore their own clothes to tatters, and flattered me vigorously. ”

"Your husband has never liked this."

The old master raised his head as he spoke, very proud.

The boy sneered and threw the stick he had used to play with fire into the fire.

"Sir, it's not me talking about you, just your braggart level, it's not half as high as Ah Liang."

"At most, that's all."

As he spoke, the boy raised his right hand, twisting his thumb and forefinger together, and taking great care to leave a gap between them.

It was not the first time that the old master had heard this name from his precious disciple, so he leaned forward, lowered his head, and showed an expression of humble inquiry.

"Then Ah Liang, how did you blow it?"

Liang Mi, a young man in a green shirt, jumped up and stood up, lifted his pants, and then fell straight down sideways, supporting his head with one hand and bending one leg, revealing a lazy appearance.

"Sir, what would you do if you were to eat the closed door?"

The old master's ten fingers were bent, and the flames jumped a few times, and the ground burned even more vigorously.

He laughed, "I'll use my reasoning to tear down his door." ”

Liang Mi shook his head and said, "Ah Liang said that when the front door can't get through, you can go through the back door." ”

Old Master: "......"

"You understand what that means, baby?"

The old master looked at his precious apprentice in disbelief.

Liang Mi sat up and said as a matter of course: "I don't understand, but this sentence was said by Ah Liang, and he must be bragging." ”

The old master couldn't laugh or cry.

"You talk about Ah Liang Ah Liang every day, come, Liang Mi, tell your husband, who is that guy?"

Liang Mi hugged himself as if he was hiding some treasure, and then said, "Who else can it be?" It's nothing more than a guy who has to kneel in front of me and cry when he sees my Uncle Liang Mi. ”

He sniffled as he spoke.

"If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have bothered to come out and run, fuck, the next time we meet, I'll have to beat him to death."

With that, he straddled his legs, took off another shoe, and slapped it forward a few times.

"Ho ho ho!"

"That's it, smoke him!"

The voice did not fall.

A stunning woman suddenly floated out of the temple wall, fell to the ground, she covered her mouth and chuckled: "Come, tell my sister, who is that guy, sister will help you kill her." ”

Seeing this amazing scene, the gentlemen and disciples were not surprised.

It's just that Liang Mi was silent for a while, turned his head to look at his husband, and asked seriously, "I want to kill her." ”

"Is it enough to just kill her?"

The old master smiled.

The woman in the pink floor-length skirt stood on tiptoe, and before her body moved, she floated over.

"An old gentleman and a little gentleman, the tone is not small."

The old master didn't seem to have heard, but continued to stare at Liang Mi.

"This is the first level."

"Okay."

Liang Mi jaw head.

looked at the old and young people's expressions.

The woman hesitated.

Could it be that his luck is really so bad, and he really met the old fairy who was just born?

Not far away, the broken idol suddenly began to recover, and bright red flesh sprouted from the skull, wriggling to repair the broken parts.

It was very fast, and in less than a few breaths, a monster covered in rotten flesh and gravel appeared inside the ruined temple.

"Kakaka-"

The snow-covered slate of the doorway shattered, revealing a snow-white stone spirit on top of his head.

Round head and round brain.

looks honest and funny, but those eyes are flashing with a faint blue light.

Farther away, at the intersection where Liang Mi and the two had walked, the voice of Yingying Yanyan was also heard.

Ghostly spirits waft.

Spread across the mountain.

See what happened.

The woman in the pink skirt who appeared at the beginning was determined, she covered her mouth and chuckled: "What about the big words? Why don't you go on? ”

The old master was calculating.

A True Breath Realm, and three or four Great Zhou Heavens.

It can be regarded as barely enough to appetize his own precious apprentice, that is, Liang Mi, a little Zhou Tian's qi refiner.

The old master got up.

It was only then that the woman noticed that the old gentleman had put his hand in the fire to make it.

She seemed to have a guess, and was about to speak.

But the old master is gone.

Liang Mi slapped his left hand on the ground, his body floated straight up, looked at the woman not far in front of him, and grinned.

"Mountain spirits? Or a god? ”

"Eat your grandfather's leg!"

After Liang Mi finished speaking, he stepped out, and it was already the realm of Da Zhoutian.

The old master, who was watching the battle in a quiet place, couldn't help but smile when he saw such a scene.

This little guy has a bit of the appearance of his youth, but the truth on this fist is still not ruthless enough......

In this troubled world, a master of the academy walks the world, if he can't let others obediently kneel in front of him.

How can I tell him my big truth?

Just as the old master was thinking about it.

The black, blue, white, and red flags suddenly flew out of Liang Mi's body and landed at the four corners of the mountain, and a forbidden array rose immediately.

"Kill me?"

Liang Mi's figure appeared abruptly on the roof of the deserted temple, his tall figure, and his green shirt was hunted by the evening breeze.

The stone spirit was forced to retreat from the ground and stood in the east of Liangmi, and the rubble around him continued to rise, as if forming a thick stone wall.

Three ghosts also appeared out of thin air.

A girl in green clothes, a pink beauty, and an old woman with rouge and flowers to marry all looked at the young man standing on a high place.

At this moment, a big hand pierced through the already crumbling roof and grabbed straight towards Liang Mi.

The latter avoided it and let it hold in the palm of his hand.

Just when the monster thought that the victory was in hand, he found that no matter how hard he tried, it was to no avail.

Liang Mi grinned: "Kill me? ”

"Don't you think I'm going to kill you?"

After speaking.

The big hand was broken by him.

The next moment.

Then he came to the top of the woman's head, and he was condescending.

Grab it with one hand.

In an instant, the head of a True Breath Realm Qi Refiner was crushed like a melon fruit in the hands of Liang Mi, a Great Zhou Tian cultivator.

The red and white ones touched their hands.

The smile on Liang Mi's face grew.

Seeing this, the old master in the quiet place couldn't help but stroke his palms and laugh.

"Good!"

……

In Yongzhou.

Outside a haunted giant city.

A man and a woman were standing on the top of a hill, watching from afar.

The man was dressed in white, carrying a blue sword, and his posture was quite proud.

He looked at the ghost town in front of him and said, "We have been walking the world for nearly ten years, and we have never seen such rampant ghosts. ”

On the side, a woman with an ordinary face and an even more ordinary figure glanced at him vigorously.

"Won't you see it now?"

Xia Cheng was sluggish.

Then he was defeated in the woman's gaze, and spread his hands and said, "I said Miao Yue, can you not be so poisonous with this mouth?" ”

The woman known as Miao Yue sneered, and as soon as her body shook, a giant sword appeared behind her back.

Compared to her thin body, the size of the giant sword became more and more obvious.

As a sword immortal of the Yang God Realm, Xia Cheng was ridiculed by Miao Yue, who was worthy of the Yin God Realm, and he didn't feel wrong.

After all, this Miao Yue can be regarded as a friend he met when he first came out of the mountain gate.

Then the two walked the world together.

Xia Cheng also found that although this Miao Yue's mouth was poisonous, her heart was not bad.

Well...... The main thing is to cook a good dish, which Xia Cheng can't give up.

"It's still the same, I'll chisel the formation, you remember to be careful."

Miao Yue's body went backwards, and she retreated for dozens of miles, leaving only a voice echoing in place.

"Don't worry."

Without Miao Yue by his side, Xia Cheng had no smile on his face, only a sword aura rose from the sky, directly piercing the ghost qi in the sky.

He didn't try to hide it.

He was also a monk of the Yang God Realm, in fact, as early as when he arrived here, the ghost king in the city had already noticed it.

"It turned out that Xia Jianxian came to the cold house, and it was really a long way to go."

Inside the ghost town, a burning blue flame rises.

Xia Cheng stood in the void, squinted his eyes, and said, "I have a sword here, and I want to ask the Ghost King for advice." ”

There was a sound in the flames.

"Ask the sword?"

"Also ask about life and death."

Anyway.

There was silence all around.

The people who entered the city from the ground lifted up their feet, and it took a long time to see the fall.

The ghost qi that was twisted by the sword qi in the sky also dissipated from the previous rapidity and became visible to the naked eye.

Even the flames that were still burning above the ghost town beat much slower.

This is Xia Cheng's questioning sword.

This sword was called "time" by him.

It's his natal flying sword.

As long as he draws his sword, within the scope of his sword intent, he is the master of time!

"It is worthy of Xia Jianxian, it is better to be famous than to meet, and it is better to lead the sword than to meet."

The dark voice came from the ghost town again.

The flame that was still dancing had already begun to dissipate.

Xia Cheng secretly exclaimed, and in the next second, a figure wrapped in a black robe appeared in front of him.

He felt a pain in his chest, and his body flew upside down.

Meanwhile.

There was still a voice in my ears.

"In the territory of the Yang God, you are invincible."

"But alas, I'm already a primordial god."

A ghost creature of the Yuan God Realm, no wonder he can occupy a big city in such a grand manner.

A ghost creature from the Yuan God Realm hides in the shadows and sneaks up.

Even if Xia Cheng's flying sword is outstanding.

It can't offset the crushing of this realm.

After all, although there is only one realm between the Yang God and the Yuan God, it is the gap between the Qi Refining God and the God Refining God.

Seeing that the ghost king was close again, Xia Cheng was also ready to use his hole cards to save his life.

A greatsword.

Suddenly, it was between people and ghosts.

Xia Cheng looked intently, and saw that under the giant sword, there was a thin figure, but soon, the figure was no longer thin.

Because from her, the cultivation of the Yuan Shen Realm also broke out.

The ghost wanted to escape, but the giant sword slapped it away.

Half a day.

Miao Yue staggered back with the giant sword on her back.

Xia Cheng looked at her, opened his mouth several times, and finally could only ask, "Why are you lying to me?" ”

"You didn't ask......

Miao Yue subconsciously wanted to activate her natural skills, but after thinking about it for a while, she decided to tell the truth to the stunned man in front of her.

"The senior who taught me how to practice once told me."

"When you walk the world in the future, you will fall into two realms when you go out."

I was like that at the time...... But along the way, there will always be accidents, just like this time.

Xia Cheng's originally hidden cultivation was also released little by little.

"What is the name of the senior who preached your Daofa?"

Xia Cheng asked.

Miao Yue glanced at him with disdain.

"Just you, you also deserve to know the name of your predecessors?"

Xia Cheng: "......"

But suddenly, Xia Cheng thought of something and asked, "Then your appearance is also fake, right?" ”

Miao Yue blushed a little, but quickly recovered.

"Heh, it's not a good thing."