The old Taoist felt a pain in his heart, and the sharp and abnormal thoughts passed through his heart, which was already the end of the strong crossbow, and the old Taoist who barely returned to the light by burning his own spirit and spirit, gave Wang Yuanbao this sword, completely cutting off his way of life.

The technique of the dead wood on the top of the mountain is no less than the vast medical skills under the mountain, which is also the reason why the old Taoist dares to burn the most precious essence of the cultivator, cut off a part, and remove the two major troubles in his heart, a seven-grade landscape spirit official, and a yin ghost who has touched the peak threshold of the five realms of mountain climbing, the mountain and water money on their bodies is enough to withstand the money needed to perform the dead wood and spring on the top of the mountain.

It's just that people are not as good as heaven.

The old Taoist originally thought that Wang Yuanbao was just a trained disciple from the martial arts temple of the military family, and he disdained to meddle in such idle matters, even if he put one on the table, it was just a matter of giving him some money, but he didn't expect that this kid would directly give himself a sword!

In the heart, the heart lake is dry, and the old Taoist is the end of the strong crossbow, even if he wants to kill Wang Yuanbao who is holding the hilt of the sword, he is still more than enough and not enough.

Burning the essence and spirit, the essence and spirit of the qi practitioner are all hidden in the heart lake, the old Taoist chooses to burn the essence and spirit, that is, the real broken cauldron and sinking the boat, at this moment the fake pill in the qi fu dantian has also collapsed, all the means are nonsense.

The old Taoist let go of the hand that held the Confucian appearance of the spirit official and the ghost woman in the wedding dress, and hung his hand down, but he did not fall, but he sneered: "Sure enough, hehe, sure enough, people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, Lao Dao, I underestimated your courage, this sword, it came so fast!"

Before the words fell, Wang Yuanbao pulled out Si Wuxie, who had stabbed into the heart of the old Taoist, perhaps because he really tasted the taste of blood, Si Wuxian trembled excitedly, and there was not the slightest trace of blood on the blade, jumping with cold light.

Wang Yuanbao took a step back, stared coldly at the old Taoist and turned around slowly, the sneering smile on the old face of the old Taoist who was like a chrysanthemum, it was very dazzling, Wang Yuanbao frowned, but he didn't pay attention to it.

If it is an ordinary Jianghu person, he will definitely draw his sword again at this time to give him a heart-to-heart, but it is just a gratuitous anger, and it is of no great use.

The spirit of the Confucian appearance and the ghost woman in the wedding dress slowed down, and the two of them held each other's hands tightly, looking at the old Taoist who ran out of oil and dried up, and was only one step away from stepping into the realm of death, there was a strange pleasure in his eyes.

"Hehe, the debts of the two of you, I still have to pay them after all! It's just that the price of repaying the debts is too great, and it is ...... Ahem...... I want my life...... Hehehe, sure enough, if you take your life for your life, even if you take your luck, you have to pay it back after all, hahahahahaha!"

The old Taoist looked like crazy, laughed out loud, and in the laughter, the emotions mixed with each other were only a lot more strange than the strange in the eyes of the Confucian spirit official and the ghostly woman in the wedding dress.

There is no love and hate for no reason, everything has its inherent cause and effect, there is a cause to have an effect, and there must be a cause if there is an effect, but people want to see the effect directly, but they are not willing to see the cause.

This is also a matter of course.

Your story, others are not obliged to listen, and the joys and sorrows of others, you don't want to go deeper, the damaged and incomplete is the real world.

The old Taoist laughed wildly, mouthfuls of blood poured out of his mouth, and the wound above the heart was constantly gurgling outward, slamming into the dust, and the old Taoist fell into the dust, still smiling, but there was an imperceptible bitterness in the smile at the moment.

A trace of unbearability flashed in the eyes of the Confucian spirit official, but it was soon hidden in indifference, and it was consistent, only the ghost woman in the wedding dress, the death of the old Taoist, deserved it, and the ghost woman in the wedding dress would not have the slightest mercy.

If such a despicable villain can be pitied, what about his own children?

A woman's hatred, once mixed with her children, will be as deep as an endless abyss, immortal and immortal.

Who would have thought that a gentle elder would be polite to others, but for the sake of immortality, he would alchemy his younger brother's baby who was less than half a month old, and he didn't even leave a whole corpse.

The old man's breath is weak, and it is gone after all.

The picturesque face of the ghostly woman in the wedding dress suddenly wrinkled, and a little blood and tears fell from her eyes, dripping on the blood-red wedding dress, like a lake, rippling away.

The Confucian spirit official let go of the hand holding the ghostly woman in the wedding dress, and saluted Wang Yuanbao respectfully.

The largest number of rituals in Confucianism is three kneeling and nine knocking, and second only to it is the ceremony of respecting the teacher, and the ritual performed by the Confucian spirit official to Wang Yuanbao is second only to the respect for the teacher performed by worshipping the ancestors and worshipping the sky.

Wang Yuanbao inserted the thought into the sheath, respectfully returned the courtesy, although he was not a disciple of the Confucian Jixia School Palace Confucian Temple, but the truth of the courtesy, Wang Yuanbao still understood, and he was also a seven-grade landscape spirit official, with the name of the sage of the Jixia School Palace, this gift can not be lost.

The ghostly woman in the wedding dress came to her senses, and the blood-red tears were like red pearls, suspended in the air, crystal clear, and dizzying.

The feminine ghost has no tears and will not shed tears, but this feminine ghost woman in the wedding dress shed tears, which is unbelievable.

Wang Yuanbao's doubts, the Confucian appearance of the spirit official saw it, and said: "The tears shed by the ghosts of the yin are extremely precious existences, the alchemy and the qi are all of the highest grade, and the tears in the cheap, even if the Taoist friends take it, our husband and wife will soon be in the world, and these external objects will not be used." ”

In the tone, there is great courage and freedom, but there is a lot of bitterness and reluctance in this freedom.

Look down on the world, but can't let go, no one wants to die, and there is no chance of reincarnation, the ashes are not a lie, but real, if you say that you are not in love, then the people in the world will not be trapped by fame and fortune.

The ghostly woman in the wedding dress bowed down, which is a woman's gratitude and a mother's thanks.

Wang Yuanbao hurriedly returned the salute, and when he looked up again, he saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.

The two held each other's hands tightly, their eyes were facing each other, their eyes were tender, and the corners of their mouths were gentle, as if in this world, there was only the person in front of them, he was the sky, she was the earth, he was the tree, and she was the vine......

It's not that I'm tired, it's that when I look at you, you can know what I'm thinking, and that's enough.

Slowly dissipated, the two turned around and smiled at Wang Yuanbao, the smile in their hearts was different.

"Perhaps, this river and lake is very different from what I imagined in the book, such rivers and lakes are not bad. ”

Wang Yuanbao muttered to himself, he thought that the rivers and lakes were the descriptions in the script, the people's hearts were sinister, and the world was difficult, but after only walking a few hundred miles, the rivers and lakes in front of him suddenly became unfamiliar.

The rivers and lakes on the drama text are less pyrotechnic and less bloody, and these two things, Wang Yuanbao has really experienced, not as relaxed as in the drama and in his heart, hating to kill, and such a bland killing, are two feelings, Wang Yuanbao doesn't know which one he is.

The Houdeyin in his arms slowly exudes a warm and jade-like warmth, constantly entering the heart lake like a spring breeze, turning the doubt into invisible.

Wang Yuanbao touched the Houde seal on his chest, and his heart became more and more determined, this Jianghu Road, must be walked, only a hundred miles, there is such a feeling, if you travel thousands of miles, read all the books on the road of ten thousand miles, wouldn't you really learn the truth?

The corpse of the old Taoist was still lying in the dust, and the golden compass was in his hand, but it had lost the brilliance of when he had just entered the valley, and a crack in the compass was particularly dazzling.

And the golden talisman of the old Taoist who suppressed the spirit official who looked like a Confucian and the ghostly woman in the wedding dress was also next to the golden compass.

It's cheap and doesn't take advantage of it, bastard.

Wang Yuanbao stepped forward and picked up the golden talisman, and the coercion suddenly came, and the momentum of the saint was really different, it was only one in ten thousand, and it was not something that a cultivator could resist.

Wang Yuanbao felt the pressure of the saint coming from the golden talisman, and the heart lake suddenly churned, and the dragon yin god who swallowed the pearl fell into a deep sleep, and the dragon yin god seemed to wake up the saint's coercion, and he was impatient, churning in the originally calm heart lake.

However, it was only for a moment, and the spring breeze in the Houde seal above the heart came again, which seemed to soothe the impatience in the heart of the dragon yin god, and calmed down in the heart lake.

Wang Yuanbao looked at the golden talisman in his hand, and didn't dare to inject martial arts into it again, speaking of which, he also spared his life, if the dragon yin god was to suppress the saint and deter him, he was afraid that he would also die.

The four ancient clumsy seal inscriptions on the golden talisman "Lao Jun Edict" seem to have spirituality, gurgling and flowing with aura, as if it is a shrunken mountain and water blessed land, but the only fly in the ointment, "Lao Jun Edict" among the four words, the word "edict" of the edict is a little less.

"There is also a typo, this old way is also a rough branch, and I don't even know if I make a mistake. Wang Yuanbao silently sneered, but his hand did not stop, in the arms of the old Taoist, he touched dozens of talismans of various colors, but there was no gold, in addition to the golden talisman in Wang Yuanbao's arms, the old Taoist was an ordinary talisman with low rank, but this was also richer than Wang Yuanbao.

What Wang Yuanbao didn't know was that the talismans with a very high rank like the golden talismans were no longer painted with the inscriptions on those ordinary talismans, but the names of the saints, but the names of the saints could not be drawn at will in the eyes of mortals and qi practitioners.

Just like avoiding the Venerable, it doesn't hurt to be a little less, and the power will not have any effect.

The biggest harvest is to talk about a book from the old Taoist: "Fu Zhen Solution", the old Taoist's Fu Dao is all from this "Fu Zhen Solution", only the Fu Gong in Wang Yuanbao's hand, there are no less than dozens of kinds in the "Rune True Solution", but the rank is different.

And like the golden rune, a high-ranking rune, there are dozens of runes in "Rune True Solution", but without exception, you need to draw the rune in advance.

Wang Yuanbao got up, this "Rune True Solution" is very good for him, because according to what is written in the book, the rune is not only for qi practitioners and monks, but also for martial artists.

However, the Qi Practitioner Monk consumes aura and mind to draw talismans, while the martial artist of the Soldier consumes essence.

Together with Wang Yuanbao, there were a few mountain and water coins, which continued to exude aura when they fell into Wang Yuanbao's hands.

Speaking of which, the money on Wang Yuanbao's body, except for a little scattered silver, is two winning coins, according to the old Taoist, the landscape money in this Lingguan Temple is also a lot, but Wang Yuanbao didn't see any of it.

The Lingguan Temple was extremely empty, and there were no other shelters from the rain except for the Lingguan Golden Body facing the door.

Just as Wang Yuanbao was about to walk towards the golden body of the spirit official.

"Boom!"

The loud sound was mixed with countless dust, and people couldn't help but squint their eyes, and when the dust cleared, the golden body of the spirit official that was originally standing had collapsed and shattered into one piece after another.

And at the moment when Wang Yuanbao was stunned, Si Wuxian on his waist flew out of the scabbard as if he had seen a woman without clothes, and kept pecking around the pile of fragments of the golden body of the spirit official.

What Wang Yuanbao didn't know was that the old Taoist said that the landscape money was the golden body of the mountain and water spirit official, enjoying the incense every day, bathing in the mountain and water luck and aura, which is the best raw material for the mountain and water money.

The mountains and rivers circulating in the world are all broken and melted by the golden bodies of the rampant gods of the mountains and fields that have not been sealed by the Ministry of Rites when the dynasty was established, which is also one of the purposes of the old Taoist.

The golden body of a seven-grade landscape spirit official can also produce at least one hundred and ten landscape coins.

Si Wuxian rejoiced, and kept walking through this pile of golden body fragments, and every time he walked through, the raw materials of the pile of mountain and water money were a few points less.

"What is this?"

Wang Yuanbao was stunned to watch Si Wuxian continue to "devour" the fragments of the spirit official's golden body, Si Wuxian brought him too many surprises today, which really made him unable to come back to his senses.

。 The ghost blows the lamp