Li Zijin once again took a breath of martial arts true qi, and his body kept moving, leaving several afterimages in the cave, and in the eyes of the old man in Chinese clothes, he felt a little pity.

It's not a pity that the boy will die, it's just a pity that he can't deceive this set of body methods.

The old man has walked the rivers and lakes for decades, and there are not a few people who have seen it, whether it is a martial artist or a monk on the mountain, there are indeed many people who have the ability to press the bottom of the box with one or two doors.

However, at his age, the young swordsman knew a way that even he couldn't see through his feet, which made him feel jealous for a while.

What do mountain people rely on to cultivate?

It's not a famous teacher, it's a sect.

If you have the support of famous teachers and sects, whether it is the cultivation method or the secret art of supernatural powers, or the magic weapon of the immortal family, the strange talisman, and the elixir······ These things will give a Qi Refiner a great boost, making his cultivation path smooth sailing, and getting twice the result with half the effort.

But not every monk on the mountain can have these external helps.

Only those famous and authentic pedigree monks, the mountain immortal masters in the eyes of ordinary people, can have these things.

And for wild cultivation and casual cultivation like him, there is no one to guide him on the path of cultivation, so he can only cross the river by feeling the stones, and every step is like walking on thin ice, for fear that something will go wrong in a key place, and the impact will be far-reaching.

Without the support of the sect and famous teachers, the path of cultivation of wild cultivation and scattered cultivation is difficult, the breakthrough is slower than others, the supernatural powers are less than others, and the Fu Gong Pill cannot be compared with those disciples of the orthodox sect of the famous sect.

As the so-called immortals stroke my top, knot my hair and receive immortality.

So, what about those Qi Refiners who don't have an immortal to lift their heads?

Like himself, he has been mediocre for decades, and in the face of those famous and authentic disciples, he can only look at them for the rest of his life.

Time is also fate, and suffering is also.

At such an age, this young man not only has a good rank of immortal sword, but also knows a mysterious body method that he has never heard of, relying on this body method, he has repeatedly dodged the blow of killing.

There is a difference of three realms between the realms between the two, but only because one is a monk of the sect on the mountain, and the other is only halfway to the entrance, and no one can guide the way, so they can only rely on their own scattered cultivation little by little, so they can't help each other.

Why?

Ordinary people, after guessing that the young man must be the pedigree monk of the Immortal Sect on the mountain, they would more or less hinder the elders or sect forces behind him, and they would not dare to kill the young man.

However, he is different, because he is not favored by the masters, several apprentices have ended up with a reply of "not suitable for cultivation", and sent several mountain immortals with such a sentence, so when he stole the double cultivation of yin and yang by chance, he liked to kill those immortal disciples who were born in famous and orthodox families.

It's just because of his poor talent that the old man likes to kill geniuses the most in his life.

Naturally, it is to kill those geniuses who have not yet grown up, looking at those vigorous immortal young men, who are swallowed by the black fog little by little, and die in their own hands, he will get quite abundant pleasure, and what he can't get, he won't let others get.

The old man in the Chinese costume looked at the young man in the green shirt who had already put his sword into the sheath and was simply chased by the black mist, but he still had to test whether there were any flaws in Ji Wushuang's magic circle from time to time, and said coldly: "It is clear that it is difficult to protect yourself, and you still want to be a hero? Is this the so-called Xianmen disciple, it is really ridiculous." The old man is a wild cultivator, and he still understands that a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, haven't those elders of your sect taught you?"

Li Zijin gasped for breath, his eyes kept staring at Ji Wushuang in the center of the circle, and he could see that the more white mangs were stripped from her body, the more pale the woman's face became, although she seemed to be asleep now, the young man still observed that Ji Wushuang's expression was becoming more and more painful.

The old man in the gorgeous clothes said "also" before, it is possible that when the magic circle stripped something from Ji Wushuang's body, the old man himself was also subject to the magic circle and could not make a move.

Although this black mist is powerful and has huge killing power, its speed is too slow, and it is difficult to catch up with him even if he doesn't use his body. Whether the old man is cultivating in the Five Realms or the Six Realms, it is impossible for him to have only this kind of supernatural power.

Then the only possibility is that when the magic circle is stealing those white rays in Ji Wushuang's body, he can't use other spells, is it possible that that person has been bluffing?

Li Zijin suddenly had an idea, and while chatting with the old man's words, he gradually approached Ji Wushuang quietly.

The young man's behavior, in the eyes of the old man in Chinese clothes, is like when he is too busy to take care of himself, he still wants to save the woman.

From his words, Li Zijin could hear that the old man was quite dissatisfied with the children of the Immortal Sect, and his tone was sneering and jealous, maybe he could take advantage of this to mess with his mind.

Therefore, Li Zijin did not deny his identity as a so-called "disciple of the Immortal Sect", but smiled: "The seniors should not be jealous of me, right?"

The old man glanced at the young man outside the magic circle, then spread out his left hand and looked into the palm of his hand, he had already stripped the woman of fifty percent of her vitality, and she still needed to delay for a while.

He also talked and laughed with Li Zijin, "What do you envy? Could it be that you are about to become a dead man?"

"Ye Xiu's road is not easy to walk, right?" Li Zijin looked playful, deliberately revealing the person's scar.

In fact, this sentence also applies to the teenager himself.

After all, he has always been a casual cultivator, and he doesn't even know what the name of his sect is, and he has always thought that Xie Yufeng is unwilling to include him in the name of the sect. So in Li Zijin's heart, the only difference between him and Shan Zeye Xiu may be that he at least has someone to guide him, Xie Yufeng will teach himself a sentence of asking the heart before making a sword, and he will teach himself that there should be empathy in the world.

"It's not easy to walk? The old man thinks that it's easy to walk! The world is vast, you immortal disciples can walk the avenue, why can't we go in the mountains and fields? Ye Xiu not only walks, but also walks faster and higher than you! There are not so many rules that bind your hands and feet, you can do whatever you want to do, you don't have to worry about the intrigue between the inner and outer doors all day long, you don't need to respect the teacher, and you don't have to be taboo to practice a variety of exercises at the same time. Do whatever you want, no constraints. Boy, the old man can tell you, the casual cultivation is very chic!" the old man in the Chinese costume laughed, as if he was really proud of being a wild cultivator.

Li Zijin jumped out of a cloud of black mist, shook his head and sighed: "You can deceive others, can you still deceive yourself?" You said that Ye Xiu took the Great Dao, but I don't think that you and the disciples of the Immortal Family are on the same path. Is there any sect whose 'Dao' is mainly based on killing women?"

The old man in the costume glanced at Ji Wushuang, who had been stripped of seventy percent of his vitality, and when the woman's ten percent vitality was stripped of the magic circle, he would also usher in a new life, and at that time, he would decisively kill the young man.

The old man snorted coldly, "The weak eat the strong, the survival of the fittest, this has been the case since ancient times." As long as he can continue to become stronger, no matter what means he uses, those who do not accept it, and those who do not accept it will die. In the old man's view, there is only one way to count thousands of roads, and the strong is the one that overrides the weak. ”

At this moment, Li Zijin suddenly stopped speaking.

The old man in the fancy costume squinted his eyes and looked at the young man who was quickly shrouded in black mist.

He's dead?

So hard just now, slippery as a loach, and now so lightly dead?

The old man slowly walked forward, walked to the black mist, and wiped it with his hand to disperse the black mist.

There was the young swordsman in green shirt lying on the ground, and he was indeed lifeless.

He stared at the young man's "corpse" and said slowly: "Your skills are not as good as others, and when you get to Jiuquan, don't blame me, it's useless to complain about me." ”

It's just that he was suddenly shocked in his heart, and felt that there seemed to be something missing from that "corpse".

The old man's mind was in a hurry, what was missing······ He suddenly reacted, and the emerald sword was gone!

It's a stand-in.

The next moment, there was the sound of a black bowl being overturned in the center of the circle.

The old man in the Chinese costume turned his head suddenly, and caught a glimpse of the young swordsman in the green shirt holding the sword in one hand and the person in the other, taking away the woman who had already stripped him of seventy percent of his vitality, and even if he took a woman, the speed was thirty percent slower than before, but it still disappeared from his sight in the blink of an eye.

Once the process of stripping the vitality of the magic circle is terminated, all the efforts made will be wasted, which is equivalent to returning all the seventy percent of the vitality that he had painstakingly peeled off to the woman at the moment when the black bowl was overturned.

"Run, run, old man, I want to see how far you can run. ”

The old man smiled.

It doesn't matter if the circle is interrupted, so that he can really give his hands instead of being constrained by the circle.

Wait for him to slaughter the loach-like young swordsman in green shirt first, and then slowly suck the woman's qi.

Li Zijin shouldered Ji Wushuang, galloping all the way, his whole body was already soaked with sweat, and he couldn't stop panting all the way.

Finally, he used the kung fu of the evil cultivator to be stunned for a moment, caught him in a distraction gap, and rescued Ji Wushuang.

At the beginning, he thought about pretending to save people, but in fact, he attacked the old man in an instant.

But when the evil cultivator approached this side, Li Zijin hesitated again, because he saw that the white mangs that had been stripped out of Ji Wushuang's body were getting less and less, and the speed was getting slower and slower, which meant that she was very likely to be unable to support it.

Assuming that he can't kill with one blow, then even if he kills the old man in Huafu in the end, once the delay is too long, causing Ji Wushuang to die, it will outweigh the losses.

After all, the ultimate purpose of Li Zijin's trip is to save people.

So between gambling to see if he could use the sword to kill the evil cultivator with a sword, and for the sake of prudence, save Ji Wushuang first and then find a chance, the young man chose the latter.

He didn't dare to look back, and he didn't have time to look back.

On the way to speed forward using that body method, the boy needs to pay full attention and focus on his feet and in front of him, too fast is not easy to control, and if he is not careful, it will easily hit the wall and the upside-down sharp cone on the cave.

After breaking away from the magic circle, Ji Wushuang woke up, his face was bloodless, and he looked sick, and he felt pity for him.

Even if the vitality was returned by the circle, she was still quite weak, and although she could speak, she could only speak.

I don't have any strength.

It is even more impossible to tell her to walk on the ground.

"Are you······ Why are you here? Ji Wushuang was sleepy-eyed and said slowly.

"It's a long story. Li Zijin has no time to be distracted and chatting with her, there are many forks in the cave, and if you don't pay attention, you will go to a dead end, and Li Zijin has been constantly "trial and error" by virtue of his body, sometimes rushing into a road quickly, and finding that it can't get through, he has to rush out quickly, and then rush into the next road.

He sometimes wonders if life could be so quick to try and make mistakes.

This road is not passable, there is another way to go.

It's a pity that just like the old man in gorgeous clothes who cultivates the outer way of evil demons, the Tao under his feet has also changed, but the Tao in his heart is difficult to move.

In life, there is no way back.

You can only move forward, all the way forward.

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The child hour has passed.

Among the rooms of the Shaohua Tavern.

The young swordsman has not returned.

Cen Tianchi pinched the trick with his fingertips, silently deduced, and after a while, he had a certain number in his heart.

The woman smiled bitterly: "I'm still too young." ”

Cen Tianchi got up and slowly walked to Hong Shao's side, the girl was standing in front of the window, looking out, there were no pedestrians on the street.

She gently placed her hand on the girl's shoulder, and the latter fell asleep and collapsed into her arms.

Cen Tianchi carried the girl in white to the bed, helped her remove the hosta, so that the girl's head could rest on the pillow steadily, covered the quilt for her, put the koi hosta that was actually the girl's natal object on the table, walked out of the door, flicked his fingers, cast an enchantment for this room, and then took a step, and his figure disappeared into the tavern.

The next moment, in the cave more than ten miles away from Hongzhou City.

The old man in the fancy costume was shocked in his heart, and he broke out in a cold sweat, he stopped abruptly and swallowed his saliva, because he didn't even notice that someone had appeared behind him unconsciously.

He was very sure that just before, there were only three people in the cave, himself, the young swordsman, and Ji Wushuang.

In other words, the person behind him did not know what means to appear here in an instant.

Then the realm of that person must be above himself.

And the experienced old man even suspected that the man had deliberately made himself aware of her coming.

He turned his head and saw a gentle woman, smiling and standing not far away, staring at him, with a harmless look on her face.

"Dare to ask who the seniors are?" Even though he was over fifty years old, the old man in the gorgeous costume still called out to the woman who looked only eighteen years old, as if she was really a mountain immortal who was so high that she could stay young forever.

Cen Tianchi put a hand to his ear, listened attentively, and after a few snorts, he incorporated all the sounds of conversation in this place into the lake of his heart.

After hearing this, she nodded and smiled: "Your idea is very good, I appreciate the saying 'the strong are the weak'." ”

The old man in the fancy dress looked shocked, this is what he said to the young swordsman in green shirt just now, how could she listen to it? Could it be that this woman has always been here before?

How did he know that the other party had just used a magic power that "could hear the sound of the past".

And this kind of magical power is an extremely insignificant "small technique" among Cen Tianchi's thousands of methods.

She likes to use this "little trick" to pass the time of boredom.

The old man instantly raised his hand and clasped his fist and said: "I don't know what advice the seniors have, if the younger generations can do it, they will definitely go to the soup and fight the fire." ”

The old man in Huafu, who believes in the belief that the strong are respected, knows how to judge the situation very well, and there is no need to think about it at all, the woman in front of him is definitely not something he can deal with, he is very sure of this, because the gentle woman didn't make a move at all, just stood there alone, and he was already suppressed so much that he was about to breathe, this is the natural "victory" of the high-realm monk against the low-level monk.

Cen Tianchi nodded and said, "You just said that the strong are the Tao that overrides the weak, so as your 'Dao', you really have one thing to do for me." ”

"Senior, please speak!" The old man in Huafu was overjoyed and felt that there was something to talk about.

The woman smiled indifferently: "Die." ”

The next moment, she raised her hand slightly, and the figure of the old man in gorgeous clothes instantly dissipated, as if he had never come to this world, and was wiped out by the woman on the spot.