Chapter Ninety-Eight: Murong Daoyou
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"Smack!"
There was a muffled sound.
However, it was the black water that finally soaked Feng Tianchen's defensive magic weapon, and that magic weapon instantly became decayed, as if it had gone through countless years.
"Help... Save..."
Feng Tianchen let out a miserable scream.
But at this time, Han Changlin and Qin Fen had no time to rescue.
Black flowing water flowed by, and Feng Tianchen turned into a white bone corpse and fell downward.
Han Changlin saw the power of the black flowing water, and there was a trace of shock in his eyes, he didn't expect the black flowing water to behave so domineeringly, even the body of the foundation building period monk couldn't withstand it.
"It seems that the monks in the middle of the foundation building still can't be careless."
Han Changlin thought secretly.
Regarding Feng Tianchen's death just now, Han Changlin felt some emotion in his heart.
This is the cruelty of cultivating immortals, just entering the foundation building period to start his own path of immortality, and in the blink of an eye, he has turned into white bones.
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On the other side, after killing Feng Tianchen, Lan Qingsen seemed to have reached the limit.
I saw that his body began to twist strangely, and a painful expression appeared on his face, as if he was enduring pain that ordinary people could not bear.
"The old man will pull you on his back when he dies, an outer sword cultivator and an inner sword cultivator, the old man must not let the two of you live."
Like the sound of the Nine Shadows, Lan Qingsen's voice was extremely harsh.
The next moment, I saw Lan Qingsen's body bulging, and then rushed towards Han Changlin and the others, and the expression on his face became crazy.
"It's not good, this old thing is going to blow up the dantian."
I don't know which of the two shouted, Han Changlin and Qin Fen, and almost at the same time, the two of them suddenly retreated.
At the same time, the two of them did not forget to wave their hands and send out powerful attacks to block Lan Qingsen's footsteps.
"Boom..."
"Boom..."
Han Changlin and Qin Fen didn't spare their hands, and a sword and a spell bombarded towards Lan Qingsen.
And although Lan Qingsen wanted to die with Han Changlin and the others by self-detonating the dantian, the effect of the Blood Soul Pill he took had expired, and at this moment, he had already dissipated even the last trace of his heart, all supported by an obsession.
It's a pity that after all, there is no power to return to the sky.
Under the bombardment of Han Changlin and Qin Fen's dozens of spell swords, Lan Qingsen's bulging body also boomed, exploding into pieces of minced meat of different sizes, and with the rain flying red blood, it fell downward, which can be described as an extremely miserable death.
And Han Changlin's sharp eyes took the lead in making a move, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the gourd spirit weapon of Lan Qingsen in his hand.
As for that Qin Fen seeing this, he didn't say much, just took another magic weapon from Lan Qingsen into his hand.
"Whew..."
Seeing this, Han Changlin and Qin Fen also subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and then the two glanced at each other, and the meaning in their eyes was meaningful.
After a few breaths, it was Qin Fen who took the lead in speaking.
"Brother Han, since this Lan Qingsen is dead, let's pursue the fleeing spirit boats first, although Lan Tianxiang and a member of the Lan family don't know where to go, but those spirit boats can still catch up with us at our speed."
Hearing this, Han Changlin nodded, then looked at the pile of flesh and blood that Lan Qingsen had turned into, and frowned.
He had the heart to find something that could prove Lan Qingsen's identity in this pile of flesh and blood, but when he looked closely, he found that there was no one at all.
At the moment, the two of them could only chase after the few spirit boats that had fled before.
The spirit boats that the Lan family people take are all ordinary spirit boats, and they have no other characteristics except for being able to travel long distances.
Sure enough, after a while, the two of them saw the shadows of the four spirit boats.
Seeing this, the two glanced at each other, and then tacitly separated from the left and right, and raised their swords to kill.
This spirit boat does not have a forbidden shield at all, and the speed is too slow in the eyes of the foundation building monks.
In just a few breaths, the two jumped into a spirit boat respectively.
A massacre began.
"Ahh
"Spare your life!"
"Don't kill me."
"I will still be a member of the Lan family in the next life."
"I ......"
All kinds of voices came and went, but to no avail, the Lan family had all perished except for Lan Tianxiang and Lan Minghui.
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Where Han Changlin and Lan Qingsen fought before, the two had already counted the storage bags of the Lan family's children on the four spirit boats.
Qin Fen didn't know what Han Changlin had obtained, but he had a total of eighteen storage bags on this trip, in addition to more than twenty low-level magic weapons, bottles and jars, as well as some pills used in cultivation, as well as some spirit stones and gold and silver sundries.
Coupled with what Han Changlin has left now, there are nearly seven thousand five hundred and thirty-two, which is what Han Changlin has obtained over the years, and this is not counting the value of this pile of magic weapons.
"Haha, Brother Han, I have gained a lot this time, this group of people is worthy of being the core children of the Lan family, and their wealth is quite good, but unfortunately Brother Feng has fallen, it seems that this trip is really risky."
Qin Fen sighed on the surface, but there was not the slightest sadness in his eyes.
Seeing this, how could Han Changlin not know what Qin Fen was thinking in his heart, and at that moment Han Changlin also nodded, and said in a low voice:
"Hey, Brother Feng is a model for my generation against the enemy bravely, and we don't know if he has any heirs in the sect, so why don't we hand over his relics to the sect and let the sect deal with it?"
"As it should be."
Qin Fen nodded in agreement.
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At the same time, above their heads, in a white cloud, they saw two monks lurking inside.
"Peak Lord, the Shadow Jade has already recorded everything that happened here."
Among the two, I saw an old man in gray holding a palm-sized cyan spirit jade, and said respectfully to the middle-aged man beside him.
This middle-aged man looked to be about forty years old, with two slender beards on his lips, dressed in a gorgeous gold robe, a gold hat on his head, and a short and fat body, and the whole person looked like a wealthy merchant in the mortal world.
"Well, in that case, there is no need to keep the monks of the Spirit Sect below."
After speaking, I saw that the short and fat man who was called the peak master raised his right palm, and there seemed to be a golden flame swimming on his right palm, and the end looked extremely weird.
However, just as the short and fat man was about to wave his palm, his face suddenly sank, and then he withdrew his right palm, and the golden flame disappeared in an instant.
I saw that his face was a little gloomy, and he said lightly:
"Since Wu Daoyou is here, why do you want to hide your head and show your tail."
And as soon as the short and fat man's voice fell, a middle-aged man in green clothes with gray temples suddenly appeared not far from the short and fat man at some point, only to see him smiling, looking at the short and fat man, and said:
"Murong Daoyou, this place is within the sphere of influence of my Zhao State, is it possible that you want to ruin the agreement, or do you have the confidence to keep Wu here."
"Humph! Under nature is known. ”
After speaking, the monk surnamed Murong took a deep look at Han Changlin and Qin Fen below, and then turned around and left directly, without giving Wu Xuanyi any face.
Seeing this, Wu Xuanyi just didn't speak, and after the two figures of the two monks surnamed Murong disappeared, they looked down at Han Changlin and the others a few times, and then with a gust of wind, Wu Xuanyi's figure also disappeared.
And just as Wu Xuanyi disappeared, Han Changlin below somehow glanced up, then shook his head, and continued to chat with Qin Fen, and at the same time, rushed towards Qianyu Mountain.
"Brother Qin, do you know what the outer sword cultivation and inner sword cultivation Lan Qingsen said before he died just now?"
Hearing this, Qin Fen was slightly stunned, but still explained to Han Changlin:
"Brother Han, in fact, this outer sword cultivation and inner sword cultivation ......"
With Qin Fen's story, Han Changlin finally understood what inner sword cultivation and outer sword cultivation were.
It turns out that the Burning Spirit Sword Technique that Han Changlin is now cultivating is the exercise of the outer sword, and he is good at it, while the practice that Qin Fen is cultivating is a kind of internal sword cultivation, which uses itself as the hilt of the sword, and conceives a sword gall in the lower dantian in the body, and tempers it day after day with his own mana plus their own gold and iron qi, and finally grows into a natal flying sword after the Dan period, and then uses this sword as a basis.
After the outer sword cultivation becomes the Dan period, you can also find spiritual materials to refine the natal flying sword, and then incorporate it into the dantian, and use mana and the monk's own true fire to conceive and nourish it, so as to achieve the purpose of making the natal flying sword grow.
And Han Changlin has the Extreme Yang True Fire, according to the Qingyu Yanyang True Technique, when this fire grows to a certain extent, it will also have the effect of conceiving and nourishing the Natal Flying Sword.
Therefore, Han Changlin did not envy the inner sword cultivation method that Qin Fen said.
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