Zizhou Island, in Zhang Muliu's eyes, is like an upside-down place. The slightest carelessness is a small life. When you meet a woman along the way, which time is it not avoided if you can?

Bai Qilin has seen something for so long, and seeing that this guy would rather take a detour to the northwest than land on the island, he quipped: "Are you really so afraid of her? ”

Zhang Muliu pursed his lips and said softly: "You can't say that, what do you mean to be afraid? You! You'll know when you meet Qing Ye, this is respect, not fear." ”

Bai Qilin asked helplessly: "Zhang Muliu, can you say that you have no skin and no face when you beat a child?" I don't know how many times I have said it, although the unicorn and the unicorn are male and female, they don't have to be together. I've been alone for tens of thousands of years, and I can be his ancestor according to my age, so you have to mix me with him?"

As if this sentence was still not relieved, Bai Qilin continued: "You individuals, always self-righteous to guess, I have seen a lot. Just like you will think, the sword immortal, whether it is male or female, must be good-looking. Those predecessors must have the appearance of a master outside the world. ”

Zhang Muliu thought about it, and said in his heart that most people really think so.

The little girl didn't know where to find a huge piece of meat and gnawed non-stop, her cheeks bulging, and her speech was slurred.

"I know what Aunt Bai said, it's like when I used to be in that broken temple, there would always be people coming to hunt ghosts, and they would think I was afraid of fire. I remember one time I had nothing to eat, and the tigers in the mountains were almost all eaten, so I went to a nearby village to look for food, and then someone saw me, and the owner of the restaurant, brother, guess what that person said?"

Zhang Muliu said with a smile: "He will definitely say, aren't you a ghost? Why can you come out during the day." ”

Demon Ling kept talking, but her mouth was full. I wanted to clap my hands, and I still had a tiger leg in my hand, which was a stockpile! So she struck her feet against each other in a very strange position.

Zhang Muliu covered his forehead, this girl has been wild for hundreds of years, and she wants to get it. It's just that this makes Zhang Muliu a little happy, because in this way, it seems that she is letting go of her side.

The young man in white suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of Qizhou Island, and said with a faint smile: "I didn't see it! The owner of He Da Island actually has such a big backer, no wonder he is so arrogant." ”

The boat fought for a day and a night, and in the end, He Bi won.

Zhang Muliu quietly offered not to be confused, and the three figures disappeared into the sea in an instant.

"Demon Ling, I want to ask you something, and you can answer whatever you think in your heart. After cutting off contact with the outside world, Zhang Muliu asked softly.

The little girl blinked, she just didn't know, and she wasn't a stupid girl. On Cangzhou Island, when the camellia said something about the Heavenly Dao Gangchang, she knew that the owner of the meal wanted to resurrect her.

Demon Ling grinned, "I know what my brother wants to ask, he wants to ask me what I want to do after I am resurrected, right? I'm a demon when I'm dead, and I'm still a demon when I'm alive! So, it doesn't matter if you're dead or alive. Of course, it's better to be alive, Liu Xiaozi said, there are many little girls of the same age as me in the hometown of the rice owner, and I don't want to scare them because I am a ghost. And Liu Xiaozi also said, the daughter of the master of the meal is better than me, and she doesn't have a serious start, in case she scares her, what can I do if I slap the demon and eliminate the demon?"

Zhang Muliu smiled and said in his heart that the little guy is so smart. It's just that Liu Gong's kid estimated that he had arrived in Shengshenzhou, and it would be strange if he wasn't beaten.

Now that Demon Ling has the answer, let's go to the entrance first to take a look, how to enter Lianzhou Island.

The female sword immortal who knew how to sleep in one day only said the origin of Lianzhou Island, but did not say how to get in. Later, Zhang Muliu actually asked, but Liu Xiaobei said something.

"Where do I know where to go, do you think I am a hexagram master?"

......

He Bi is a smart person, he will not give a fake map to Zhang Muliu. But even if you have a map, you only know the directions. It's like knowing where there is a house, but you can't get in without a key!

Let's go to the place first and then look at it.

The three of them appeared on the sea again, and the white unicorn was full of questions, not vomiting or unhappy. For the first time, she felt that Zhang Muliu's natal sword was not simple.

"The sword list says that it is the top ten, but in fact there are twelve swords, three of which are tied for third. Those three swords are almost the highest swords in the world. The first and second places, even I only know a name, I have never heard of them being born. ”

Bai Qilin glanced at Zhang Muliu and said, "Where did your sword come from?"

Zhang Muliu was very depressed, and said in his heart, where do I know where to go? No matter how good the sword is, if it falls in my hands now, I can't even use one of the ten of its might. This is true for the travel side, and even more so for not being confused.

He could only sigh and say, "Then according to Xiaobai's guess, what rank should my sword be?"

Bai Qilin said lightly: "In fact, it is difficult to distinguish the rank of weapons, and it is actually people who can distinguish between superior and inferior. Even the sword list is just a comment on the lethality of the acquired sword. There are actually a lot of swords in this world that can be compared to the top ten on the sword list, but most of them can't be on the list, do you know why?"

Zhang Muliu said with a smile: "Just like You Fang and the like, it is an innate sword, and it is almost the ancestor of the world's swordsmanship." And just like the giant deer well, it is similar to Zhong Ding, and it is a town thing. And the ten lang water in Qiushui's hand is even more unreasonable, and it was once the sword of the water god. All of these are inherently inherently powerful. The swords on the sword list are all acquired swords, relying on the sword casters and sword wielders to slowly increase their killing power and give birth to spirituality. Just as a person who was born rich and a person who slowly earns money and becomes rich, people will definitely focus more on the latter. ”

Bai Qilin smiled and said, "It's not stupid, but your natal sword seems to be very strange, that is, it doesn't belong to the congenital, let alone the acquired sword." Fang Cai's sword intent cage, to be honest, I was a little shocked. Ever since you became a distraction, it seems that the sword intent in your body has become more and more strange, have you noticed?"

Zhang Muliu smiled bitterly, of course he knew about it. But what can be done?

In the ravine northwest of Xiaozhu Town, he was calculated by an old Taoist priest, and he looked at the Buddha statue of Mercy and Wrath. The talisman that I was carrying in my arms at that time was the talisman that was painted in Yang Erlang's house before.

At that time, he carried the talisman in his arms and walked around the temple alone. The Taiqing talisman was printed on his body, and for many years afterward, there was a wisp of Dao Sect True Intent on his body, and he kept fighting with the Confucianism True Intent that the old scholar in Xiaozhushan had enlightened.

Mao Ayu, a young Taoist priest in Doubing City, said that the talisman saved Zhang Muliu's life, and what he said was actually very right. When I ran away from home when I was a child, the old woman I met in the middle of the night with strange words, if it wasn't for the Taiqing charm, I am afraid that she would have lost her life at that time.

Although I don't know who the old woman is, she is by no means a small person.

Later, I got the sword token and the brand of the Easy King, in fact, they each have a wisp of truth, which is even more lively. The true intention of the three sects was to fight endlessly in the stomach, and it was only when Qiaoshan shattered the small world and self-abolished that the three true intentions were stripped out.

When it was reshaped, the true fire brought out of the dream turned into a great sun, and the true meaning of the waterway of the Tongtian River became the moon. And the true meaning of Buddhism is used to regenerate the sea of life, so that sea water can actually be called the sea of suffering. The true meaning of Taoism has become mountains and rivers, and only one true meaning of Confucianism is missing.

It wasn't until a plaque was born in the water hall that the true meaning of Confucianism reappeared, mixed with sword intent, and turned into the word Sword Pavilion.

Therefore, now the true intent of the three religions is not fighting, but their own sword intent and the sword intent that is not confused are endless, and there is a Liu Xiaobei who is not too big to watch, and Zhang Muliu is helpless.

Bai Qilin shook his head and said, "What is the situation in your little world now?"

The young man in white took a sip of wine, sighed endlessly, and had nothing to say.

What is there to say? It's all tears!

Every time I go to Xiaotiandi, I am most afraid of going to the water hall, the current Sword Pavilion. Because there is a female sword fairy whose face changes like a flip book, because there is a flame primordial infant who can only sleep on the pillar.

The voice of the female sword fairy suddenly sounded in the heart, still smiling, "Little guy, I can hear bad things about me!"

Zhang Muliu didn't hear it, but said to Bai Qilin with a smile: "Xiaobai, let's hurry up, go to the town mentioned on the map to rest for one night, and see how to enter the lotus boat." ”

Bai Qilin said angrily: "Do you really use me as a mount?"

It's just that he said this, but he still suddenly accelerated his speed, and after taking a breath, he arrived at the Shimen Town marked on the map.

The white unicorn turned into a little white deer and was held in the arms of the demon ling, and Zhang Muliu walked aside with a sword in white clothes. A cyan figure flashed away.

Shimen Town is as its name suggests, there is a natural stone more than a foot high at the entrance, and there is a big hole in the middle, which is like an arch.

As soon as I stepped inside, there were monks squatting on both sides, and the realm was low, all of them were foundation building realms. When these people saw someone bringing ghost cultivators in, they rushed to Zhang Muliu's side, squeezing one by one, holding the sheepskin map in their hands, and shouting: "This sword immortal, I have an ancestral lotus boat map here, and the price is very fair." ”

Immediately, someone shouted, "Fart! How many of your ancestors in the last three generations have lived to be more than 100 years old? ”

Zhang Muliu listened to these people making a commotion, and the corners of his mouth twitched. What a He Bi!

His mother seems to know that Shimen Town is the entrance to the lotus boat!

After revealing a little bit of anger and scaring the group away, Zhang Muliu slowly walked towards the center of the town. Even if he didn't release his divine sense to visit, Zhang Muliu also noticed a few not weak breaths. It seems that he is not the only one who wants to ask for the lotus.

suppressed his own cultivation to the beginning of Jindan, and drew a talisman for Demon Ling, and his cultivation was only able to build a foundation. Then I walked to a restaurant, where there were many people and ghosts. At a casual glance, you can see that they are all strangers, and they are all here to find that opportunity.

As soon as Demon Ling arrived at a place where there was food, her eyes lit up, but she had no money, so she could only look at Zhang Muliu.

Zhang Muliu thinks that this little girl is the most cute, like Mo Miaomiao, who likes to poke people with her chin.

I don't know if the girl has grown taller, and if she won't recognize her when she goes back, although everyone will grow up, but when I think of the little girl growing up, I feel a little uncomfortable.

Everywhere you go, drinking local drinks is indispensable. Zhang Muliu asked for a small jar of wine, and asked for a large table of dishes for Demon Ling, but the little girl was moved.

Turning his head, the highest realm of this restaurant was an old man in the realm of distraction, with a little boy, about the same age as Demon Ling, with long braids hanging down the back of his head, his face was pale, and thick and round blush was painted on both sides of his face, which looked very gloomy.

Zhang Muliu sighed, the little boy only has a human soul, not even a ghost cultivator, it is estimated that he has a substantial body by relying on some magic weapon, and there is no hope at all if he wants to be resurrected.

The old man turned his head to Zhang Muliu, smiled faintly, and didn't say anything.

Looking at this restaurant, three words can be said clearly.

"What a ghost!"

Zhang Muliuxin said that this is a good way to make money, find a gimmick with a secret treasure in the mountain, and then make a small town, and charge him the price of a bowl of wine for a bowl of water, wouldn't that be to make a fortune? At that time, you can also make a noodle restaurant and a restaurant, and bring all the shops within a radius of 100 miles into the town, and set a unified price, and everything is the most expensive and expensive.

Uh! I'm just a little dark.

Sure enough, life is the only way to get into Fei Fei's most fascination!

Demon Ling raised her head and wondered, "What is the brother of the rice owner smiling at?"

The young man coughed, but still smiled, and said in a low voice: "Thinking about the future fortune plan!"

The little girl buries her head and continues to eat, if she doesn't get rich, my demon ghost king won't be greedy.

When I'm resurrected, I'll talk about it when I'm older.

The little girl doesn't really have much to look forward to when she is reborn, but she is a little curious, that is, what will she look like when she grows up? Will it be beautiful? Or is it ugly? If she grows up but she is not very good-looking, then it is better not to be resurrected!

Zhang Muliu smiled and rubbed the little girl's head, and said in his heart that women really love beauty, and ghosts are no exception.

In fact, Zhang Muliu has always been very worried, especially after asking the little girl what her name will be in the future.

Demon Ling now chooses to continue to be a demon Ling because she doesn't have much grudge in her heart, especially after taking back the bracelet, the little girl feels that there are still more good people in the world. Because of this, Zhang Muliu didn't dare to take out the head of the Juluzhou man.

And what Zhang Muliu is afraid of is that the little girl will be called Li Xiaoqi again in the future.

The cheeks are stuffed, and only the food is irresistible.

"Brother Chef, why don't you eat it? I think it's delicious, can you taste it?"

Zhang Muliu smiled, took a pair of chopsticks and vegetables to eat, and said softly: "I'm different from you, I have never liked meat." ”

In fact, there are two Zhang Muliu in two places at this time, one is in white clothes with a sword on his back, and he eats with a demon ling. The other is a green shirt with a cage on his back, and a scholar looks like a scholar squatting under the eaves of a shop to wipe his sweat.

It's great that this is in the realm of distraction, and it is great to be able to go out separately.

In this Shimen Town, a scholar in a green shirt who has no cultivation is much more eye-catching than a sword immortal. At this moment, Zhang Muliu squatted under the eaves to wipe his sweat, and everyone who came and went on the road would turn their heads to take a look, and their eyes were full of doubts.

A mortal, why are you here?

In fact, Zhang Muliu knew that the colorful bracelet on the wrist of the demon Ling could have caused the family to be ruined at the beginning, and there would definitely be someone who had the idea of beating him at this time.

The scholar in the green shirt looked very depressed, and the weather on the beach changed as soon as it was said, and it rained after a while. The scholar sighed incessantly, took out a yellowed dough from the cage, put it on his knee and broke it in half, put away half of it, and stuffed the other half into his mouth. After struggling for a long time, I still bitterly filled the water dripping from the eaves, and my face turned blue after a mouthful.

At this moment, a young man in a gray Confucian shirt jumped under the eaves in one step, took out an oiled paper bag from his arms, took out a roast chicken and handed it to Zhang Muliu. The young man smiled and said, "Brother Tai is just a scholar, why are you here?"

The scholar in the green shirt looked at the roast chicken and swallowed his saliva, but he still pushed back the gluttonous oil paper bag, and said with a smile: "Thank you brother Tai for your kindness, but it is useless." I came here because I heard that ghosts could be seen here, so it took me a year to come here, and I had already spent the money, and now I am even more penniless, and my godbrother Taijian smiled. ”

The young man in gray wondered, "What are you doing when you see ghosts? Mortals hide from ghosts, but you come here to see ghosts?"

The scholar was a little embarrassed and whispered, "I have a wish, that is, I want to draw a picture of a hundred ghosts." It's kind of funny to say it. ”

The gray-clothed young man smiled strangely, pointed to a woman carrying a bamboo basket, and then pointed to a few old people playing chess around the opposite roof, and finally pointed to himself, and said with a smile: "Look, these are ghosts!"

As he spoke, the skin and flesh suddenly faded, leaving only the skeleton in front of Zhang Muliu's eyes, the skull and mouth opened and closed, and it was night, which was extremely scary.

The scholar screamed, threw half of the hard cake out, sat on the ground and stepped back very far.

The gray-clothed skeleton smiled, changed back to its original appearance, walked up to the scholar in a few steps, held up the roast chicken, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I am starving to death, and it is uncomfortable to see a starving person." ”

Zhang Muliu was stunned, not a scholar in a green shirt, but Zhang Muliu.

He took the roast chicken and tore off a chicken leg, and the least meat-loving guy ate it very deliciously.

A man and a ghost sat under the eaves, watching the rain getting heavier and heavier, and no one spoke.

Zhang Muliu in the restaurant took off the wine jug and took a sip of wine. Whether the story is true or not, regardless of whether the story is true or not, the three words of starvation are quite poignant.

Zhang Muliu, who was clothed in white, sighed, and said in his heart that this island master is really not afraid of death!

The little girl finished eating at this time, spread out on the chair and rubbed her stomach, muttering without stopping.

Zhang Muliu shook his head and smiled: "Do you dare to sit here alone for a while? ”

Demon Ling looked at the white unicorn lying on her belly, waved her hand and said, "Then why don't you dare? I, Demon Ling Great Ghost King, are still afraid of this? ”

The young man in white got up with a smile, deliberately revealing the aura of the Jindan realm in the restaurant, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

This hand made the four restaurants frown, but no one said anything.

The old man with the little boy shook his head and said to the little boy, "Do you see it? Leave that little female ghost here alone, and I'm not afraid of any accidents. Remember, you must not learn from him when you come back to life. ”

The little boy nodded, his voice like a gossamer, "I know, a bucket of water doesn't make a sound, half a bucket of water is shaking!"

The white-clothed swordsman instantly turned into a sea of clouds, looked at a woman waiting there, and said lightly: "I've seen the Lord of Zizhou Island." ”

The woman was extremely young, and although she was not outstanding, she had a cold temperament.

The owner of Zizhou Island said lightly: "You saved my apprentices, I came today to tell you that the person behind He Bi is something you can't afford to provoke, don't think about resurrecting that ghost cultivator, run away." ”

Zhang Muliu laughed, with a hippie smile, and said to the owner of the island of Zizhou: "The island owner's sister may not know, my backer is not small, does the Dragon King of the East China Sea know? That's my matchmaker!"

The woman frowned slightly, "The words have been said, you can do whatever you want." ”

Zhang Muliu was dressed in white, and said with a hippie smile: "But it's too late for the island owner's sister to leave, and the island owner He has already come with a backer!"

The woman frowned, and when she turned her head, she saw He Bi with a black-robed man not far away.

He Bi first sneered at Zhang Muliu: "Sword Immortal's skills are good, and it is really a pity to be cute and bragging." And he is extremely arrogant, knowing that I brought someone, and he dares to come here alone as a clone, what about the white deer in the realm of Hedao?"

Then he turned his head to look at the woman, and he also kept sneering: "Lord Chen Yandao, do you count this as an elbow turning out? Do you think that I He Bi will not do anything to you Zizhou?"

Zhang Muliu took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "What kind of god did you find? Don't you dare to show your face? You look too ugly? Are you afraid of scaring me? You see this is outside, isn't it, I have practiced, even if I lift my robe and it is a pig's head, I will not laugh, unless I can't help it." ”

The owner of Zizhou Island, whose name was extremely cheesy, also spoke: "He Bi, I don't ask you for an explanation, and let Duo'er go to Wang Lang, not because I'm afraid of you, but because I don't want to have a war between the two islands, you don't want to deceive people too much." ”

The black-robed man never had a voice, but He Bi kept talking, and his words were full of sarcasm.

Zhang Muliu simply lay on the clouds with his legs crossed, resting his head on the long sword and swimming square, and kept pouring wine into his mouth.

This black-robed man, how familiar he looks, but I don't know who it is or where I have seen it.

Chen Yan looked at Zhang Muliu and said coldly: "Do you join forces to fight the enemy? With you alone, even if there is a great demon in the realm of the Dao Realm, it is difficult to have a chance of winning against this guy, right?"

The young man just kept pouring wine, and he was not in a hurry at all. There is no murderous aura on this black-robed man!

It's been a long time, and it's just a war of words, and there's no intention of doing anything at all. He Bi said anxiously: "Mr. Chen, this villain killed my son and broke your plan to dominate thousands of boats, so we have to deal with him first." ”

The black-robed man still didn't speak, but Zhang Muliu asked with a smile, "Surname Qiao?"

The owner of Zizhou Island on the side was extremely helpless, and said in his heart that this guy still has the heart to joke, so he said: "This Mr. Chen is not easy to mess with, although the realm is also a combination of ways, but the means of the demon path are very strange. ”

Zhang Muliu ignored Chen Yan, but quietly looked at the black-robed man.

The black-robed man finally smiled, and his voice was very ugly, like sawing wood.

He lifted off the black robe that covered his head, and his face was extremely terrifying, like a torn garment that had been sewn and mended, and the flesh on his face was not of the same color, but all were scars stitched with needles and threads, as if he had made a face out of minced meat.

Zhang Muliu felt more and more familiar with this person, but he couldn't recognize it at all.

The black-robed man's voice was hoarse, and he said slowly: "Zhang Gongzi, do you still remember me? ”

Zhang Muliu frowned, "Xue Yang?"

Under the incredible eyes of He Bi and Chen Yan, the black-robed man took a step, revealing his shriveled palms, and bowed deeply with his fists.

He said: "Xue Yang is dead, and now he is called Qian Xueyang." ”

After a pause, this guy who was obviously cut off by Shi Jiaming had a sincere voice, and said loudly: "Before Mr. Zhang, no one believed that Sister Huanshang was innocent, Mr. went up the mountain with a sword, leveled the mountain of creation, and avenged his sister, I thanked Mr. Zhang for the former Xue Yang." ”

It turned out that it was a fallen person who killed thirteen women in Luoyang City, Xue Yang!

Zhang Muliu sighed, that Xue Yang had already paid the price and died, this Xue Yang really had nothing to do with Xue Yang.

The young man in white smiled and said lightly: "I hope you can be like your name in the future, and turn into a snowy sun." ”

He Bi was a little at a loss, how could he ...... Does Mr. Chen know this guy?

Zhang Muliu smiled at He Bi, "I said that I have many friends, but you still don't believe it." ”

Chen Yan was speechless, it was best not to fight.

Now Chen Xueyang, who is actually a dead man, grinned ugly and smiled, took out an extra pot of wine in his hand, and said after throwing it to Zhang Muliu: "Brother Shi said that Mr. Zhang likes to drink, and on the way to Zhanbuzhou, I saved a jar, I know that I will definitely meet you again in this life, but I didn't expect it to be a little fast." ”

As he spoke, he slapped He Bi half to death, and his expression became a little sad when he turned to Zhang Muliu.

This guy who was abolished because of a woman and died because of a woman, and changed his name and surname to Chen Xueyang at this time, said with a wry smile:

"I came up with this name, I originally wanted to stand on a high place and look at Xue Yang, but I really didn't expect the four words "scorching sun and snow". ”

Zhang Muliu stood up and asked suspiciously, "Are you also thinking about borrowing the five-colored lotus to resurrect?"

Chen Xueyang shook his head, "I didn't want to be resurrected, I just felt secluded when I came here, I am not a ghost, I am a demon! ”

Zhang Muliu nodded and smiled: "Good ambition, it's actually nothing if the demon is not a demon, but I have to tell you, the demon is always in the heart, not the body." At this moment, in my heart, you are the man who went to the mountain of creation alone for a woman, and is affectionate and righteous!"

The black-robed man, who had died once and was now a veritable walking corpse, bowed down again and said with a smile:

"Chen Xueyang tried his best to slap the face of the righteous way in the world with the devil's way. ”