Si Wuxian couldn't stop "devouring" the fragments of the golden body of the Shanshui Lingguan, which really surprised Wang Yuanbao, who thought it was just a dead thing, but now he really revealed the spirituality of the sword fairy psychic flying sword on the script of the play.

How can this not surprise Wang Yuanbao, but more of a surprise, after watching too much drama, he will naturally have a fantasy in his heart, which young man is not willing to be able to ride the wind with his sword, and eliminate the demon between heaven and earth, such happiness is chic, I am afraid that I can't change it for a throne.

Wang Yuanbao looked at Si Wuxie, who was constantly walking through the fragments of the golden body and "devouring", and muttered to himself: "Is this true? I'm not dreaming!"

Soon, Wang Yuanbao determined that he was not dreaming, Si Wuxian seemed to feel Wang Yuanbao's surprise, and half of the fragments of the golden body of the Shanshui Lingguan had already entered Si Wuxian's "belly", leaving behind no more than one hundred and ten Shanshui coins.

Si Wuxian flew back into the scabbard on Wang Yuanbao's waist, and the sharp sword qi slashed through Wang Yuanbao's fingertips, and there was a faint pain, and a touch of blood appeared.

The method of sword cultivation and refining the flying sword is just to smash the mountain and water money, and the luxury is as high as the five realms, which is to polish the flying sword with the fragments of the worship platform left over from the troubled times in the Spring and Autumn Period, and just like Wang Yuanbao, the flying sword is tempered with the fragments of the golden body of the mountain and water spirit official, except for Wang Yuanbao, there is only one person in the world.

The shock in Wang Yuanbao's heart was tens of thousands of points higher than the pain in his fingertips, this was like a beggar begging along the street, picking up an ordinary broken bowl, not taking it to heart, and suddenly recognized it to a discerning person, the broken bowl in his hand is the rarest Longquan official kiln in the world.

Taking off the sword raising glove on his waist, Wang Yuanbao took a sip of wine, and the wine that was as strong as the line of fire fell into the internal organs, and the shock and surprise in his heart suppressed the blazing wine a lot.

Looking at the pile of fragments of the golden body of the mountain and water spirit official in front of him, as well as the corpse of the old Taoist, Wang Yuanbao couldn't help but have a headache, the fragments of the golden body are easy to say, but the bookcase on his body is heavier, but this corpse can't be carried on his body, right?

Besides, the round-faced little Taoist Tong Xiaoyuan who was with the old Taoist was still outside the valley, and Wang Yuanbao and the old Taoist entered the valley together, but only Wang Yuanbao went out alone, and the sword wound on the old Taoist's heart was even more troublesome.

Thinking of this, Wang Yuanbao had more and more headaches, but the movements in his hands were not slow at all, a pile of golden body fragments of the mountain and water spirit officials thought that they would be as heavy as gold and silver, but the real weight was far beyond Wang Yuanbao's expectations.

This golden body fragment with a hundred and ten pieces of mountain and water money is not as heavy as the book in the bookcase.

The golden body of the mountain and water spirit official is worshiped by incense every day, and the cultivation of the aura of the landscape and the impurities of the original gold, silver, copper and iron are all eliminated by the incense and aura, and the rest is the golden body blessed by the aura.

Wang Yuanbao put away the pile of golden body fragments, and on the offering table, there was still the official seal of the mountain and water spirit official controlling the luck of the landscape and representing the certificate of farewell, the spirit official of the seventh grade, and a white tiger squatting on the official seal, which is a symbol of rank.

didn't go to get this official seal, Wang Yuanbao is not the kind of person who sees wealth, although the spirit official who looks like a Confucian and the ghost woman in the wedding dress are at fault, but they are also poor people in the end, for the sake of their children, they have become such a demon who harms one party.

How innocent are the people of a village? But the culprit is dead, and the two have also dissipated between heaven and earth, and the two owe each other.

The official seal is left, after all, to leave an incense for the spirit official who looks like Confucianism, even if the spirit official is corrected, it is also the incense mantle of the spirit official who looks like Confucianism.

That's all Wang Yuanbao can do.

Wang Yuanbao sighed, when he first entered the rivers and lakes, he encountered such bizarre things, the yin ghosts in the book of the drama and the ghosts, the spirit officials of the landscape, came one after another, and these stories of the characters in the drama were originally in the drama, and they couldn't help but be embarrassed.

Picking up the golden compass in the hands of the old Taoist, Wang Yuanbao stepped out of the Lingguan Temple, he made a decision in his heart, the person was killed by him, this explanation does not have to be covered with lies, telling the truth is the most important thing, besides, Wang Yuanbao did not feel guilty about killing the old Taoist, since there is no guilt, why do those useless efforts to deceive others and deceive themselves?

Don't ask if you have regrets about the future, but ask for a good life in this life.

The rivers and lakes are a big killing field, today you kill me, tomorrow you will die under my knife, this is the rivers and lakes, happiness and enmity sound free, but uncover the hidden coat, the dirtiness in it is not something that outsiders can explain clearly.

Whoever kills, he will always kill him.

Wang Yuanbao has no guilt for killing the old Taoist, he will not hide it from Xiaodao Tong Xiaoyuan, since he killed his master, he will not be afraid of him to seek revenge, this is natural in the rivers and lakes, no one can blame anything.

Stepping out of the Lingguan Temple, Wang Yuanbao took a deep breath and dispersed all the bloody qi in his chest, without the yin ghosts and ghosts, and without the confinement of the aura of the landscape, it was really refreshing, but the rotten breath in the dust still made people uncomfortable.

Broken walls, dry bones and barren grass, the result of this prosperity that cannot be escaped.

Outside the valley, Jiang Ayuan firmly held the dagger in his hand, and Han Shen had an expression that you were a mountain bandit, which made Xiaodao Tong Xiaoyuan very frustrated, since he could remember, he was facing an old Taoist, and he had hardly talked to his peers, and when he saw Jiang Ayuan and Han Shen, he couldn't help but want to go up and talk, but he was scared back by the two of them.

But also, whether it is going out or walking the rivers and lakes, there is always no big mistake in being cautious, the water in the rivers and lakes is filled with the blood of generations of nameless people in the rivers and lakes, and there is no big mistake in being careful.

Xiaodao Tong Xiaoyuan was bored, looking at the valley, but what he thought in his heart was not that the old Taoist could come back safely, but that he wanted him to die in the hands of that yin ghost.

The way of the old Taoist is proud of the talisman, never let the little Taoist boy Xiaoyuan watch, fortunately, Xiaoyuan took advantage of the old Taoist's inattention, secretly learned some means of drawing talismans, but did not dare to show it easily, the old Taoist every day, have to drink a bowl of Xiaoyuan's blood.

There is indeed a method of practicing qi with the essence and blood of young people who have not leaked Yuanyang, but it is too yin, and few people know it, and the old Taoist is one of them.

A bowl of blood a day has also become a habit that cannot be shaken, but the habit will eventually have a day of tiredness.

If you don't explode in silence, you perish in silence.

Xiao Yuan wanted to end the old Taoist with his own hands, but this can only be just thought, the old Taoist entered the valley to eliminate the demon, Xiao Yuan knew best but the old Taoist's face, saying that it was to eliminate the demon, but in fact, it was for the sake of the landscape and money.

"I wish that old thing died at the hands of the ghost!"

Just when Xiaodao Tong Xiaoyuan was secretly slandering, Wang Yuanbao walked out of the valley, and his eyebrows were full of tiredness.

Jiang Ayuan and Han Shen hurriedly got up and ran to Wang Yuanbao's side, looked at Wang Yuanbao anxiously and worriedly and asked, "Are you okay?!"

The concern of the two of them was like a spring breeze, and the tiredness was clear, but the bloody aura on Wang Yuanbao's body made Jiang Ayuan wrinkle his nose uncontrollably.

Wang Yuanbao smiled, touched Jiang Ayuan and Han Shen's heads and said, "It's okay, you guys wait for a while, I have to understand the matter." ”

Saying that, Han Shen still wanted to ask about the things in Wang Yuanbao's valley, but he grabbed Jiang Ayuan's ears and dragged them away, and the two entered the valley, but only one person came out, if he couldn't see it again, he was either a fool or a blind man.

Xiaodao Tong Xiaoyuan saw the sword-carrying boy walking towards him, his breathing was short, and the oncoming bloody breath was chilling, Xiaoyuan faintly guessed something, this sword-carrying boy was only afraid that he saw the trick of the old Taoist, and he was going to kill people!

"Don't kill me! It's all that old guy's idea alone, no matter what happens to me!!!Spare my life!"

Before the words fell, Xiaoyuan knelt on the ground, begging for mercy constantly, the hero does not suffer the loss in front of him, and besides, this is a matter related to his own life, what is dignity, the man has gold under his knees, as long as he can save his life, let alone gold, even if he has the throne, he can kneel.

Wang Yuanbao was confused by this sudden kneeling and begging for mercy, but when he heard Xiaoyuan's begging for mercy, he knew that he would be wrong.

However, this begging for mercy and bowing down is really unpleasant, and the integrity is more important than life, which is extremely important in the book of sages, and the parents of heaven and earth can kneel and bow down to others, which is really a soft bone.

Not only Wang Yuanbao, Jiang Ayuan and Han Shen also looked at Xiao Yuan who was kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy with disdain, such a spineless person can't do anything even if he is anywhere, even if he enters the palace, it is in vain.

Wang Yuanbao endured the disdain in his heart and said, "Your master, I killed him, this is your master's thing." ”

After that, Wang Yuanbao put the golden compass in his hand and the "Fu Zhen Solution" in front of Xiaodao Tong Xiaoyuan.

Somehow, Madoka's shoulders kept shaking, as if she was crying.

Wang Yuanbao got up silently, the person was killed by himself, if he didn't let his apprentice show sadness, wouldn't it be too domineering.

"Let's go, if we don't go, we'll have to sleep in the wild again. ”

Wang Yuanbao greeted Jiang Ayuan and Han Shen, and walked towards the valley, behind the Lingguan Temple in the valley, it is the official road leading to the capital of Fengshui Kingdom, the sky has been slanting to the west, if you don't leave, I'm afraid that I will spend the night in the Lingguan Temple tonight.

Han Shen said with a bitter face: "Can you rest for a while, I'm so tired!"

Wang Yuanbao glanced at Han Shen, who was drooping his face, and said, "Are you afraid of ghosts?"

Han Shen didn't understand why Wang Yuanbao asked like this, and replied suspiciously: "I'm afraid." ”

Smiling, Wang Yuanbao said: "If you don't leave, I will throw you into the haunted Lingguan Temple." ”

Jiang Ayuan patted Han Shen on the shoulder and chased towards Wang Yuanbao, today's event will definitely be very interesting, Jiang Ayuan doesn't want to be unclear about anything, this is much more interesting than what the drama is written and told by Mr. Storyteller.

Han Shen shouted bitterly, "You two wait for me!"

Xiaodao Tong Xiaoyuan was still kneeling on the ground, the originally shrugged shoulders turned into trembling all over the body, tears were falling down his cheeks, wetting the land, no one wants to grovel, the truth that only parents of heaven and earth can kneel, who doesn't understand, but for the sake of the thoughts in his heart, Xiaoyuan did.

But the result?

The old Taoist is really dead, what will he do in the future?

If killing the old Taoist is Xiaoyuan's thought, and it is also his only thought of groveling to live, now this thought is like a lamp suddenly extinguished, and the only light in his heart is also annihilated in the darkness, he is unwilling!

I have groveled for more than ten years, but I am not as good as the sword of others, how can things in the world be so good!

Xiao Yuan raised his head and looked at the direction where Wang Yuanbao and the other three were gone, his eyes were full of resentment and gratitude, he resented Wang Yuanbao for killing the old Taoist, and thanked him for leaving the old Taoist's "Fu Gong True Solution" and the golden compass.

"Wait, sooner or later, I'll kill you, the old guy has a grudge with me, who let you come to the end?!"

Xiao Yuan tightly held the "Fu Zhen Solution" and the golden thread compass in his hand, and sneered, his hatred for the old Taoist was all transferred to Wang Yuanbao's body.

It may be absurd, but it is true.

In the world, it is this combination of absurdity and truth, it seems absurd, but the truth is absurd, but it makes people have to be absurd, Madoka stood up and walked in different directions of the valley, that is his path, a road that he will practice all his life.

The figure is on the mountain road, and it is very rare.

At this moment, Xiaoyuan's face coincides with the face of the Confucian landscape spirit official.

Without the Yin Ghost interception, the two-hundred-mile road was extremely smooth, but Han Shen's complaints continued one after another, but fortunately, Jiang Ayuan and Wang Yuanbao were used to it and didn't take it to heart.

When passing through a town, Wang Yuanbao bought a donkey that had just come of age and used it as a mount for Jiang Ayuan and Han Shen.

The distance was much faster.

Riding a donkey, reading and reading, learning the truth, walking, practicing boxing and walking piles, carrying a bookcase, like a scholar who travels to study, but he is dressed in a short costume, and he looks like a ranger with a long sword at his waist.

On the road of thousands of miles, this is also a landscape.