Chapter 3: The Mystery of the Chilling Treasure Jade

The inn in the town is not large, but it is very comfortable and quiet, Su Xin passed the tea, lay down in his clothes, and played with the cold cicada jade given by the master in his hand.

This jade glows slightly in the dark, and if you don't look closely, you can't see it at all, and there is nothing other than that.

But Su Xin knew that this Chilling Cicada Jade must have other functions, otherwise it would not have received so much attention from the master.

It's just that what does Master mean by traveling through space?

Su Xin put Baoyu in his hand and rubbed it carefully, but there was no other gain, his heart moved, and he mobilized the true qi in his body to slowly cross towards the jade cicada, only to feel that Baoyu did not have the slightest sense of rejection and blocking, and he received all the true qi he continuously entered.

With the continuous input of true qi, the fluorescence emitted by the chilling cicada became brighter and brighter, and the touch was more delicate and real, and Su Xin only felt that he was holding a real Chan'er in his hand.

After about two incense sticks, the cold cicada no longer absorbed the true qi, Su Xin stopped transporting, and carefully observed the treasure jade again, but saw that the treasure jade disappeared at all, but he felt a little dropped, it turned out that the cold cicada absorbed the true qi and its own weight actually increased.

Su Xin sighed secretly, knowing that his fate had not yet arrived, but he understood more and more the preciousness of this cold cicada jade, his own true qi was abundant, this cold cicada could absorb so much true qi, how could it be a mortal thing.

Su Xin looked at the sky through the skylight, knowing that it was late at night, so he simply closed his eyes and recited the scriptures, and fell asleep after a while.

In the middle of the moon, the silver light shone on the bed along the skylight, the cold cicada treasure suddenly flashed with brilliant light, a silver light flashed, the cold cicada actually came to life, shook its wings on the sidelines, circled lightly and flew up, circled around the house a few times, seemed to be very happy, and then slammed towards Su Xin's forehead.

The cold cicada was extremely dexterous and wonderful, and Su Xin was asleep again, and he had no defense, but he was full of true energy, and he had already reached the realm of self-generated body protection divine light, and the moment the cicada flew in, a light curtain popped up around his body, but the castration of the cicada was not stopped at all, and it pounced on Su Xin's forehead like a fish entering water.

The protective divine light converged on its own, and Su Xin was still asleep, not knowing anything about the changes in the cold cicada treasure jade, and there was a smile on his calm face, and he didn't know what he dreamed of.

It was the sound of birdsong that woke up the sleeping Su Xin, he sat up and stretched his waist, only to feel refreshed and extremely comfortable, obviously he slept very well last night, but when he opened his eyes and looked around, he fell into deep doubts.

If he remembered correctly, he should have fallen asleep in the inn bed yesterday, but now, who can tell him why he was in the wild......

Su Xin stood up, checked himself, and found that there were no injuries on his body, and looked inward, not only had the true qi in his body been completely recovered, but also faintly showed signs of growth, in short, he was in excellent condition.

Su Xin was patient, and finally found that there was a small cicada hidden in his divine sea, and the cicada rose and fell with the tide of the divine sea, motionless, as if asleep, and he used his divine sense to touch the cicada, but it was useless.

Shenhai is the most vulnerable place for martial artists, and it is a realm that can only be accessed after the martial arts cultivation has reached a certain point, and it must be treated with caution.

Su Xin tried again and again, convinced that he couldn't help the cicada floating in the sea of gods, sighed lightly, got up and prepared to investigate the surroundings, but now it is more important to figure out what is happening, and the problem of the cicada is not in a hurry.

While thinking about it, suddenly there was a sound of horses' hooves in the northeast of the woods, Su Xin's ears moved, and it was estimated that there were about two or three hundred horses, and he was pleasantly surprised, and it was naturally convenient for someone to inquire about the news.

Su Xin walked in the direction of the sound of horses' hooves, and saw from a distance that the people on the horse were all dressed in rivers and lakes, holding knives or swords in their hands, or using some Qimen weapons, and seeing that they were all menacing, he pressed the mind of asking directly, but waited for them to pass before quietly following.

Although Su Xin is not good at light work, he can still barely keep up with the galloping horse when he is full of real energy, not to mention that these many horses are powerful, and he is not afraid of losing them if he is slow.

After running for five or six miles, a small town appeared in front of him, and the group of men and horses all went towards the town.

Su Xin followed, looked up and saw "Hou Jian Ji", and said in his heart This is the name of this place, but his heart is even more panicked, he has always read a lot of books, of course he knows Hou Huan's good name, but the Kaifeng realm is hundreds of miles away from Yunmeng Town, how did he come here overnight?

But at this time, they didn't care about it, the two or three hundred centaurs were not good people at first glance, and they had already entered the set angrily at this time, and the villagers who carried the baskets outside the set did not know how much they were hit, but they all dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, but left as soon as possible.

Su Xin lifted his figure, helped up a few old people who fell, and then entered the set, if those Jianghu people want to kill the villagers, he has to talk to them!

Hou Jian concentrated, more than a dozen big men wielding bright steel knives, and a man dressed in black and with a hat shouted: "Fellow villagers, don't move in place, otherwise don't blame the knives in our hands for not giving birth to eyes." ”

In the market, there are either villagers from the four miles and eight towns who have come to catch the market and have not yet left, or businessmen who do some small business here, and see that these men on horseback are so strong that they dare not move.

Only one of the guys at the grocery store didn't know the severity, but he chuckled, and immediately a big man on horseback waved his whip, hooked the fellow's neck, and threw the guy away.

When others saw it, they didn't even dare to gasp, they just stayed honestly. For a moment, there was only the wailing voice of the guy in the market town of Nuoda, which was very strange.

Su Xin saw that these men were brutal and reckless, and he was very unhappy in his heart, hiding in the crowd but not daring to attack, if these hundreds of men launched a ruthless attack, even if he was not in a big problem, but he was miserable to the villagers on this episode.

The man is also quite well-behaved, he will no longer have a seizure after hurting the guy, and he will not make any big moves in the future, so Su Xin also waited quietly in place, but he wanted to see what these people were going to do.

Not far from where the guy fell, there was a small shop that made fried fritters, and at this time, the hot oil was sizzling in the oil pot, and there were seven or eight freshly fried fritters hanging on the iron rack. An old man with gray hair was still making the baked cakes carefully and carefully, and the old man was also cooked when he made the baked cakes, and a ball of dough was gently pressed on his hand to form a round dough sheet, sprinkled with sesame seeds and green onions, pasted in the hot oven, and then went to make the next baked cake.

The old man who made the baked cakes seemed to be deaf and blind, and he turned a blind eye to what was happening in front of his eyes, and all his thoughts were on the pot of hot oil and the oven, and he had a little bit of a demeanor.

By this time the whistle had ceased, the horses were no longer moving, and even the man who had been wounded did not dare to wail any more, and a market town became silent, and the hundreds of villagers did not dare to make any more noise, hoping that the evil spirits would soon do their work and leave.

There were also two old catchers in the market town, but when they saw these two or three hundred big men, they had already smeared oil on the soles of their feet and didn't know where they had gone, but they couldn't count on it at all.

The sound of click, click, click hard-soled leather shoes suddenly broke the peace, and a figure slowly walked on the west street, this person walked unfast, and the sound of heavy footsteps seemed to step on people's hearts.

The footsteps were approaching the stall, and as the sun was about to set, the man's shadow hung long on the street, the shadow of which hung over the faces of the panicked crowd, and the atmosphere was oppressive and terrifying, except for the old man who was still concentrating on making his baked cakes.

Su Xin decided to wait for this matter to pass, and had to buy two baked cakes to taste, this old man thought that the craftsmanship was really good.

The sound of leather shoes stopped in front of the baked cake stall, the man looked at the old man with an unkind face, hehe sneered three times, stretched out his left hand, and said, "Bring it!"

The old man slowly looked up, and saw that the man was very tall, and his face was full of pimples, which added a bit of luster to his fierce appearance. The old man thought he was going to buy a cake, so he took the freshly baked cake and put it in the tall man's hand.

The tall man scolded angrily: "At this time, I still want to entertain the uncle!"

After that, he threw the baked cake at the old man, who seemed to turn his head slowly, but he just dodged the flying baked cake, and I don't know if the old man was lucky or had hidden strength.

The tall man had a lot of hands, and the baked cake flew to the side of a mud ditch on the side of the road before landing.

The tall man looked at the old man who was pretending to be stupid, and his face was gloomy, and he took out a pair of cold double hooks from his waist and stabbed at the old man, but he didn't plan to say more to him, and wanted to see the truth under his hands.

Su Xin looked at it carefully, knowing that this tall man's hooking technique had been working hard for ten years, but he didn't care much, although the old man who sold cakes was well hidden, he had already seen the flaws for him.

If he guessed correctly, the old man's kung fu was more than a notch higher than that of the tall man.

Sure enough, the tall man's hook seemed to be menacing, but the old man dodged it with a slight flash, and at the same time the old man kicked the burning stove.

The furnace was full of red coals, and there was a pot full of hot oil sitting on the stove, and at this moment it was all under the strength of the old man's feet towards the tall man.

The tall man's kung fu in his hands was average, and his kung fu under his feet was even worse, he hurriedly jumped back, avoiding a pot of red coal, but was splashed on his legs by a pot of hot oil, and as soon as the stinging sound sounded, the smell of paste immediately dispersed, and he only shook his head again and again.

The old man who sold the cake thought that he had repelled the strong enemy, his face was happy, his feet were strong, he rose to the sky, grabbed the iron tongs used to bake the cake in his hand, and did not pay attention to the hundreds of men below, and was about to perform light skills and leave when he got on the roof.

Su Xin shook his head even more when he saw it, these big men dispatched two or three hundred people, and this old man repelled one and wanted to leave, isn't this a pipe dream?

Sure enough, before the old man's feet stepped on the roof, a blue light flashed, but a big knife slashed at him.