The sword has been unsheathed, so it is naturally meant to kill, as for who to kill, it is not Xu Baichuan anyway.

So in the exclamation of the rest of the people, the Autumn Wind Sword slashed through Zheng Zhupi's throat without hindrance, and a lot of blood flowed out.

It stands to reason that Zheng Zhupi dared to rumor that he was a monk in Yunzhen, so he must have some means, otherwise how could he scare the high-ranking figures in the town.

died so simply, Xu Baichuan was a little stunned, but it didn't take long for him to be relieved.

Zheng Zhupi fell to the ground, and a bald brush rolled out of his arms, which happened to be at Xu Baichuan's feet.

This is the magic weapon that scares the others.

emitting a faint light, although it is inconspicuous, but it is indeed there, the activated magic weapon, is an extremely brilliant brilliance, now that I think about it, it is still too fast to kill people with my own sword, and the magic weapon has no time to activate at all.

Picking up the magic weapon, Xu Baichuan naturally put it in his pocket.

The reason why the people of the rivers and lakes prefer to act chivalrous and righteous is here.

After all, it is a fair killing, and you can hold the dropped items with peace of mind.

Get name and fortune again, kill two birds with one stone.

Changing back into his clothes, Xu Baichuan threw the token to the steward, wiped his sword, and walked out slowly.

Zheng Zhupi did a lot of evil in Yunzhen, and the people in the town were extremely afraid, but because of his status as a monk, he could only swallow his anger.

Zheng Zhupi is not a monk, it has already spread in the upper echelons of Cloud Town, if you want to kill him, it will be too easy, but no one can bear the anger of the people behind him.

After all, a magic weapon appeared inexplicably, and it could be driven without cultivation.

It was all a sign that he must have a monk, and that it was not him that the townspeople were afraid of, but the people behind him.

Xu Baichuan was able to kill Zheng Zhupi, which can be said to be a great joy for everyone.

When a person dies, it is better not to carry the pot on his own.

......

Xu Baichuan was not in a hurry to go home, but went to another place.

It is a mountain of graves, densely packed with graves.

It's just that most of them are overgrown with weeds, and there are only a few places, and Xu Baichuan is sitting next to one of them, chattering and talking.

"Mother, I have killed Zheng Zhupi who forced you to death, not long ago, died under the sword, I also gave the sword a nice name, the same as you, it is called Qiu Feng, I know this is not your real name, and you have never told me, just chanting all day long about what Qiu Feng sad painting fan, let's just take it as your name, and also, your golden hairpin is in Li Yi's hands, I didn't ask him to come back, he must have something to do with the golden hairpin. ”

"Actually, I'm not stupid, he's a rich son, and he became friends with me inexplicably after you died, there must be a begging attempt, otherwise how could he arrange for me to learn the sword with Xu Jiaotou for half a year, and even the golden hairpin, he didn't take it away for a long time, but he took it after I saved enough money, just wanted me to go to him, even this sword and that jar of wine, all prepared by him, these big people like to hold people in their hands, just like what you said about protecting the country, and there are ......"

Xu Baichuan is just a seventeen-year-old young man in the end, even if he is extremely strong outside, but here, he is just a child who needs to talk to.

After finishing his words with tears, Xu Baichuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He has been learning Confucianism with his mother since he was a child, even if he is as strict as her, he has to say a word of intelligence, so Xu Baichuan has a very sensitive grasp of people's hearts since he was a child, and because of this, he can survive alone after his mother's death, and if he is someone else, he will have been devoured long ago and there is not even scum left.

People's hearts are not good.

......

Not far from Yunzhen, there is a mountain called Yunshan, Yunzhen is also named, the reason why Yunshan is called Yunshan, all because of the clouds and mist all day long, as long as you walk in, you can't tell the difference between up and down, left and right, even the most skilled old hunter, you have to be very careful.

It is rumored that there are many demons and monsters in the depths of Yunshan, as long as you spend the night in it, you can see them, but the old hunter has hunted in Yunshan all his life and has never seen any demons.

On weekdays, I use torches, knives and bows to scare back, but today the torches are useless, and as for the knives and guns, among the many wolves, there is really no wind and waves.

So the old hunter died, and his body was covered with wounds large and small, but none of them were fatal, and if he had to say it, he was scared to death by himself, after all, the wolves were raging, and no one could come, unless it was a rumored monk.

But the old hunter is not.

There was a silver-headed wolf, with extremely elegant steps, walked in front of the old hunter, lowered his head, opened his mouth and inhaled, a green smoke rose from the old hunter's body, made a circle, and went straight into the mouth of the head wolf, the head wolf burped, revealing a humane smile.

He didn't move his mouth about the old hunter's corpse, after all, he was already old, dry firewood, and not as tender as the rabbit in the mountains.

The wolves roared and roared away, leaving only a corpse and a pair of knives and bows.

On the other side of Yunshan, there was a middle-aged Confucian priest wearing Confucian clothes, walking slowly along the path, thick clouds and mist, not daring to approach him, even the road he walked on, it was not contaminated with any clouds.

After a while, the middle-aged Confucian seemed to have discovered something, and his steps quickened, and after a while, he arrived at the place where the old hunter died.

The old hunter who fell to the ground was devoured by the head wolf because of his spirit, and all that remained here was an empty shell, and a few ignorant squirrels fell, so the old hunter suddenly turned into dust and smoke and collapsed.

The middle-aged Confucian man's face began to become a little ugly, others could not know, but as a patrol envoy, he knew what was going on, and something broke free from the seal and began to eat people.

He is human, so he naturally has to think about others.

Stretch out a hand and shake it gently.

The invisible fluctuations emitted from him as a node, and the wolves who were waiting in a cave also noticed this fluctuation, and before they could react, they turned into dust and fell to the ground with a thick layer.

"The ogre demon, according to the law of cultivation, should be destroyed. ”

The words of the middle-aged Confucian slowly echoed throughout the entire cloud mountain, scaring a large number of strange things.

There was a tombstone in the deepest part of Yunshan, which at first emitted a green flame, and after hearing the words that echoed in Yunshan, he snorted coldly, and the green flame was retracted.

He hasn't come out yet, and it's normal to be afraid of death.

After getting a satisfactory answer, the middle-aged Confucian man's face finally looked better, and he glanced at the deepest part of the country, and suddenly smiled.

"Come up with it, let's go to the next life!"

A picture scroll appeared from his hand, and as soon as it was raised, it unfolded mightily, directly covering the entire cloud mountain.

Ten thousand auspicious breaths hang down, each breath is rooted in one place, connected to the picture scroll in the sky.

The clouds of Yunshan are thicker.

......

......

Xu Baichuan looked at the overwhelming picture scroll in a daze, looked at the rui qi that fell to his side, and was a little panicked.

In this kind of scene, he heard from his mother, that a great monk had taken action.

It should be no less than the seventh realm.

Cultivating the Nine Realms, every step you take can gain the power of heaven and earth.

He knew the danger of Yunshan, only when he reached the seventh mirror, could he make this kind of scene inside, even if the realm was a little lower, the things inside would not be so quiet.

He was right, the middle-aged Confucian was a monk of the seventh realm, called Yu Guanlan.

Yu Guanlan thought that there was no one left in Yunshan, so he released the scroll, but he didn't expect that there was indeed no one in Yunshan, but the tomb mountain was extremely close to Yunshan, and it was also included in the scroll.

There was a young man named Xu Baichuan in the tomb mountain.

aroused his interest, and there were usually ordinary people who saw him make a move, but without exception they were all shocked and inexplicable, just kneeling on the ground and shouting immortals, Xu Baichuan was different, only curiosity and not panic.

Taking Xu Baichuan in front of him, Yu Guanlan looked at this young man who was trying his best to make a look of not being afraid with a smile on his face, and when he felt the bald pen in his arms, he was a little surprised, but he quickly disappeared, muttered for a moment, and said softly: "You're not afraid?"

Xu Baichuan clenched the sword in his hand, looked directly at Yu Guanlan, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, Mr. is a great monk, if you want to kill me, I won't stand here and talk to Mr." ”

Yu Guanlan nodded, agreeing with what Xu Baichuan said, if he really wanted to kill a person who had no cultivation, no matter where he fled, he would die.

Yu Guanlan didn't speak, and Xu Baichuan didn't dare to speak.

The atmosphere just fell silent.

It wasn't until Yu Guanlan looked at the sword in Xu Baichuan's hand that he spoke: "Are you a sword cultivator?" ”

Xu Baichuan nodded, then shook his head again, he just practiced a rough sword technique, which was not considered sword cultivation.

Yu Guanlan said with a smile: "You are a sword cultivator, sword cultivation is close to disappearing in this realm, I didn't expect to meet you today, a little sword cultivator who has just broken through the realm, if I think correctly, you eat Wenyang Dan." ”

"There are traces of sword practice on your body, it doesn't hurt to practice alone, at most even if you are a Jianghu person, but if you add Wen Yang Dan, it is okay to break through the mundane and become a sword cultivator. ”

"Again. Yu Guanlan said softly: "Your talent is good, you are a seedling who practices swords, which is why the Yizhuang is willing to help you." ”

Yu Guanlan is worthy of being a great monk, and in a few words, he deduced the source of the realm that Xu Baichuan has, the old Taoist priest is a good hand at alchemy, refining Wenyang Dan is famous in Daqin, if you take it out and sell it, it will be more than ten thousand gold, but the old Taoist priest has a strange temper, and only gives Dan to the young seedlings who meet the eyes, even if ordinary people kneel through the threshold, they can't see the appearance of Dan Pill.

Although Xu Baichuan knew a lot of cultivation knowledge, he had never really practiced after all, and now that he learned that he had become a sword cultivator, he did not feel the slightest bit proud, but felt panicked.

Sword cultivation is very famous, can be regarded as the strongest killing monk between heaven and earth, but also offended many people, in a monk war, sword cultivation poured out, but under the internal and external attack, heavy losses, since then a slump, only some of the lowly realm of sword cultivation survived, in order to keep the inheritance, only practice sword moves not sword qi, since then, the sword cultivation that has suppressed the world for thousands of years stepped into the mundane rivers and lakes, and became a martial artist who laughed at the monks.

The swordsmanship practiced by the sword cultivator can't run without sword qi, and it can't withstand a pair of fists from others, so under the advice of someone with a heart, the swordsmanship is mixed with a lot of chaff, wanting to make the sword cultivation completely cut off the vitality.

Only the most basic sword cultivation method cannot add a stroke, and let it be passed on.

The one that Xu Baichuan got was the first sword technique to cultivate thousands of years ago.