There was a thunderclap on the ground, suspected to be from the Nether of the Nine Dragons.

There were countless arcs of lightning flickering and dancing on the blade of the reverse pattern knife, and the sword was even more distorted and transformed into a white dragon with teeth and claws.

The white dragon raised its head and let out a long roar.

With the long roar, countless silver-white thin lines began to shuttle back and forth in the dark clouds that swirled into whirlpools in the sky.

The thin threads were wound and slowly condensed into bright lightning bolts like snakes.

Oh!

Every piece of scale armor on the white dragon's body stretched out, making a slight sound and emitting a sharp cold light like a sword.

The majestic sword intent was released from the dragon's body, like a knight who was willing to pull out the sword in his sheath until the last moment in a life-and-death battle.

If you don't come out of the sword, you have to die!

The reason why the white dragon that was transformed by the power of thunder could contain such a majestic sword intent in his body was because Xia Zhician had poured all the invisible sword qi in his body into that cinnabar yellow talisman from the very beginning.

With sword qi as the core and thunder as the body.

This lifelike white dragon with fangs and claws can be compared to the wine sword immortal that Xia Zhicicada has condensed for a year in terms of power.

I think that at the beginning, the white bone corpse demons that had been cultivated for hundreds of years were all scattered by Xia Zhicida's condensed wine sword immortal for a year.

And now, in front of him is just a demonized monster.

Oh!

The white dragon roared, wrapping the immobile spider monster beneath him.

With a long roar, countless small silver snakes entrenched in the dark clouds in the sky were attracted to fall from the clouds.

Countless falling white and silver threads form a bridge connecting heaven and earth.

If it was the "Tianchen Falling" sword move that Xia Zhicicada had just performed that could leave a light between heaven and earth like a chopstick, the light bridge that appeared in front of everyone now was as thick as a hundred-year-old tree.

Roar!

Ga!

In the end, the spider monster could only barely roar a few times, and then disappeared under the claws of the white dragon shrouded by the bridge of light.

The woman's face made a few words that I didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and she was still laughing and cursing Huang Xing before she dissipated.

I don't know how long it took, until the monster was burned into a pile of char under the force of thunder, and then crushed into a black powder.

The white dragon dissipated, and the gloomy dark clouds in the sky that had been covering the stars and moon gradually began to dissipate, and everything began to slowly return to calm.

The waning moon in the sky finally revealed her delicate face.

The stars twinkle and the moon flows like water.

"Alas, I was carried away by resentment, so that I strayed into the evil path and became a half-human and half-demon ......"

Xia Zhician obviously just killed a monster, but he didn't have half the ease in his heart when the matter was over, nor was he happy after killing the demon.

Yes, just a faint sadness.

The problems of the dilapidated temple resurfaced in his mind.

Sometimes, you try to overcome the difficulties because everything will be fine. I didn't expect to climb over a mountain, and there was still a mountain behind it, and there was no sense of accomplishment in climbing over the mountain, only a sense of powerlessness standing in front of a brand-new mountain.

Xia Zhician knew very well that the discomfort that was filling his heart now was this sense of powerlessness.

Obviously, since he went down the mountain, there have been countless demons and demons. But lonely ghosts are still everywhere, and they have not been diminished by his efforts.

"Okay, it's not over yet......"

Xia Zhician took out a red wine gourd and raised his head to take a sip.

This wine gourd is the magic weapon left by Yan Chixia, in addition to being able to hold the wine of the three mountains and five seas, it can also store the immortal wine containing the true qi of Haoran.

The Gang Qi used in the entanglement and battle with the monster just now was provided by the immortal wine in the wine gourd. Usually, Xia Zhicicada only needs to take a sip, which is enough to support him until he gets rid of the demon.

When the immortal wine entered his body, Zhongzheng Haoran's true qi was poured into his eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

Xia Zhicicada Because of his cultivation of the Invisible Sword Qi, the Zhou Tian meridians were mixed and self-connected, so this True Qi could run very smoothly in his body.

But because he hadn't learned the true cultivation method yet, and he didn't know how to close the mind, those true qi would drift out along his acupoints.

For example, Xia Zhicicada is now like a new wooden barrel that has just been built but has not yet been painted. Although it is already able to hold water, it still seeps through the cracks to the outside.

After all, it's still a kick in the door.

Xia Zhician held the wine gourd in his left hand, thrust the backprint knife into the ground on his right, and then held it with his right hand and made a gesture of pouring wine.

"What are you doing? If it's okay, go up to the second floor and save me......"

Nan Er saw that his baby's backline knife was thrown aside, and he was angry in his heart, and then saw Xia Zhician make a gesture of pouring wine, and he was even more annoyed:

"Don't mess around there."

"There's no hurry."

Xia Zhician withdrew the red wine gourd into the cuff of his right hand, and then reached out and made a gesture of please:

"Let's have a drink first."

Drink? Have a few handfuls!

Nan Er patted the windowsill, and he was about to open his mouth to curse, when he saw a white porcelain wine glass quietly placed on the windowsill in front of him.

He glanced at the white porcelain wine glass, then at Xia Zhicicada, and snorted sullenly and drank the wine glass.

The wine is mellow and soft and warm in the mouth.

But soon a hot breath spread from the stomach, like lying in the sun at noon, bathing in the warmth from the inside out.

The pain all over my body seemed to be dispelled, and even my left arm and swollen calf, which I couldn't lift at all, became comfortable.

Well?

Nan Er was puzzled, looked sideways, and found that the wounds on his left shoulder that could be seen with white bones were all healed, and there was not even a single scar left.

When I lifted my leg, I found that the wounds on my legs were all gone.

How can a glass of wine have such an effect?

Nan Er let out a sigh of relief, flew directly down from the broken windowsill on the second floor, and fell to the ground like a tanuki.

"Wine ...... Not bad. ”

He scratched the hair on his sideburns with some embarrassment, and then saw Xia Zhician raise the backline knife in his hand towards him.

"You ......"

As soon as the word "you" came out, the knife rushed with the sound of wind and thunder.

If it were someone else, he would have been frightened a long time ago, but Nan Er didn't laugh angrily, he raised his right hand indifferently.

He holds a black scabbard in his right hand.

Cang Chang Chang -

The long knife is unsheathed.

"Pretty accurate ......"

Nan Er shook the knife in his right hand, he didn't know why, but he just had an indescribable trust in Xia Zhicicada.

I trusted him enough to hand him the sword that I would never leave my body.

I trust him enough to see him throw a long knife at him, and I don't think it's malicious.

"Give me back the golden crown, go pack up by the way, and we'll leave as soon as dawn."

Xia Zhician untied the handkerchief that bound his hair, and then begged Nan Er for his golden crown. Seeing that the other party raised the golden crown and was about to throw it, he hurriedly spoke to stop it.

Nan Er smiled and handed over the golden crown, and then asked curiously:

"Where are we going?"

"I don't know, just let it be."

Xia Zhician just replied simply, then put on the golden crown and walked into the room that no longer had a roof.

"...... Xia Gongzi"

The woman who was guarding Huang Xing's side saw Xia Zhician walking in, so she asked in an already hoarse voice:

"Is it ...... outside?"

"It's all right, thank you for the girl's handkerchief." Xia Zhician handed the handkerchief back to the woman on the one hand, and patted Huang Xing's chest and waist a few times on the other hand.

With his movements, a lot of purple-black blood flowed out from Huang Xing's wound. But the black qi that had been shrouding Huang Xing's eyebrows dissipated, and his face gradually became bloody.

"Multi-...... Thank you Mr. Xia. ”

Huang Xing found that the paralysis in his body began to subside, first twitched his fingers a few times, then turned his palm, and gradually sat up.

The tip of his tongue was still a little numb, and his speech was still a little uncomfortable, but he still solemnly clenched his fists and bowed his hands.

"Third uncle!"

When the woman saw her third uncle actually sit up, she was overjoyed all of a sudden, and tears appeared in the corners of her eyes.

"Okay, girl, it's okay, it's okay......"

Huang Xing can be said to have gone back and forth to the Netherworld Ghost Realm, and he was almost about to go to Naihe Bridge to drink soup, but he still came back to life like this.

"Mr. Huang, I have one more thing to tell."

Xia Zhician flicked the corner of his sleeve, looking at the blackened burn marks on it, a little distressed and a little scared.

This magic weapon was made like this by himself, if the master sees it when he goes back, how should he explain it.

"Young Master Xia, please speak."

"Please leave this place before the hour of today, or you may be imprisoned......"

Xia Zhician said, clenching his fists and arching his hand:

"That's all I say, our green mountains don't change the green water, and there will be a period after he meets each other every year."

This is the most common farewell language on the rivers and lakes, to put it bluntly, it is polite and polite, and people who meet in the rivers and lakes will generally say so when they break up.

"Thank you Xia Gongzi for your help, I am grateful to the Longmen Dart Bureau. In the future, if there is a drive, I, Huang Xingding, will go to the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire to repay the grace of saving my life today. ”

After the two finished speaking, Xia Zhician turned around and left.

As soon as he walked into the courtyard, he heard a woman's call behind him. The eldest lady of the Longmen Dart Bureau followed him and walked out:

"Young Master Xia, the little girl Sheng Zhilan thanked her son for saving her life."

The woman respectfully gave a blessing salute, and she didn't have time to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but said with a smile on her eyebrows:

"If he comes to the capital of Daqi one day, please come to our Longmen Dart Bureau, and the little woman will invite the son to get drunk......"

Xia Zhician didn't agree, but it was really difficult to be enthusiastic, so he could only touch the tip of his nose:

"Okay, Xia remembered."

……

"Girl, what are you doing?"

Huang Xing watched his niece come back at a trot, with a slight smile on his face, as if he had eaten honey secretly.

"I didn't do anything."

"Girl, I have to tell you......"

After all, Huang Xing has been well-informed for a long time, and he knew what his niece was thinking at a glance, so he said earnestly:

"Xia Gongzi, he is different from us, if you have love in your heart, the third uncle advises you to dispel this idea as soon as possible."

"Third uncle, what nonsense are you talking about. I...... I didn't! ”

Sheng Zhilan glared at the apricot eyes and pretended to be calm. Although the little Jiujiu in his heart was pierced by his third uncle, the girl's family is thin-skinned after all, how can she admit it easily.

"Oh, you......"

Huang Xing could only sigh and stop talking, he knew in his heart that no matter who persuaded him at this time, he could only return in vain, and he only hoped that time could dilute everything.

"Alright, let's go clean up. I called everyone up, and we set off on our way. ”

The jade rabbit falls, and the golden crow rises.

When the sky was just white, Huang Xing and the others left the Dong family's old store and embarked on the journey home.