Outside the Sword Peak, in autumn and winter, the grass is everywhere, and occasionally a lone eagle hovers in the sky, staring at the people below, as if it is ready to go.

Vertically below, above the bluestone, Sima Yuan sat and waited.

After a while, a panting voice came from dozens of feet away, and Sima Yuan got up and looked.

I saw a young man in a light blue robe running quickly, standing in front of Sima Yuan as if he was cramped and uneasy.

The young man's face was bitter, his head hung slightly, his robe was stained with dust, and two scars on his face were hanging, suspected of sword wounds, as if he had been bullied.

His cultivation is not high, he only refines the fifth layer of qi, and he seems to be a little vain.

The person who came was Sima Yuan's boy from the same village, Wang Hun.

As soon as he saw Sima Yuan, there seemed to be tears in his eyes, and his face was full of bitterness and bitterness.

Sima Yuan's expression was complicated, looking at their group, Xiao Chengzu was killed by Sima Yuan, and he worshiped under the main seat of Zixiao Sword Peak and accepted him as a personal disciple;

Only Wang Hun is extremely downcast, and in the past three years, there are only five layers of cultivation.

This kind of cultivation speed is not too bad, but compared to the soaring of Sima Yuan and Li Daoxuan, it is a little down.

Recalling what the other party said in the letter, Sima Yuan took out a bottle of Chen Yuan Dan and handed it to him,

"You can take this pill in the later stage, and the effect will be better. ”

Sima Yuan looked at the loss and gloom in the other party's eyes, sighed in his heart, and after patting Wang Hun lightly, he wanted to turn around and leave.

Wang Hun suddenly raised his head, "Brother Sima, can you do me a favor?"

Sima Yuan frowned slightly, and when he was about to refuse, when he looked at the injury on the other party's face again, his heart suddenly moved, and he nodded lightly,

"Tell me, I'll do my best. ”

Half an hour later, the two of them walked out of Sword Peak together.

After a few breaths, two graceful figures quietly emerged, one with a gentle complexion, and the other as cold as frost.

Zixiao Peak.

On top of a pavilion, a figure like ink stood silently.

The eyes that looked at Jian Feng seemed to have nostalgia, jealousy and unwillingness.

Russia, all turned into indifference and calm.

A figure bowed in, his figure was elegant, his body was thin, and his original frivolous look turned into respect after bowing.

He said in a low voice, "Senior brother, Sima Yuan is out of the mountain."

The man hummed softly, and then said no more.

The elegant young man didn't dare to ask more, and quietly withdrew.

After a few miles away from the pavilion, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

When I touched my back, I was soaking wet.

Outside the Zixiao faction, Sima Yuan and Wang Hun appeared near the mountain gate together.

He took out the True Disciple Token in his arms, and on the gilded and purple bronze token, several small seal fonts were particularly shining in the sunlight.

Behind him, Wang Hun looked at the purple gold token in Sima Yuan's hand, which was particularly dazzling.

His eyes narrowed slightly, a ghostly intent flashed quietly, and then he quickly lowered his head.

Sima Yuan picked up the token and shook it towards the mountain gate.

In an instant, a ripple opened, and a humanoid portal was revealed.

Sima Yuantou didn't look back and said, "Let's go."

After finishing the road, he was the first to step out.

Wang Hun followed closely behind, following suit.

As he stepped out of the formation gate, he looked back imperceptibly and nodded.

After Sima Yuan and the others left, a figure slowly appeared, with indifferent eyes.

On the way, Sima Yuan knew what the other party wanted.

Sima Yuan frowned slightly, "You mean that there is someone from my Sword Peak?"

Wang Hun smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, it is because of his sword cultivation status that I have to bother you to take a trip." ”

Sima Yuan was thoughtful, and rushed straight away.

One hundred and eighty miles away from the eastern part of Zixiao, there is a place where a large number of Qi refining exists and gathers, with many shops and pavilions in it, and the prosperity seems to be like a secular capital.

This place is the largest gathering place of Qi refining cultivators near the Zixiao Sect.

The name of this place is called Juxian, and it is a monk's market.

There are all kinds of spiritual things in the Juxian Fang, and there are all kinds of spiritual things for cultivation, and there are endless sales.

Sima Yuan strolled through the Fang City, watching with relish, especially when he swept the shops and pavilions on both sides of the street, and a trace of surprise and shock flashed in his eyes from time to time.

The streets are crowded with people and hurry, and in the shops, there are people haggling and fighting for money.

The sound of shouting, selling, and childish laughter came into my ears.

Wang Hun saw that Sima Yuan was interested, and he was not in a hurry to wait for Sima Yuan to come over, so he simply introduced him.

After passing a field of shops of varying heights, a tall pavilion fell into view.

Wang Hun commented all the way, and seemed to be very familiar.

At this time, he pointed to a small pavilion on the third floor and said, "This 'Treasure Pavilion' is owned by an elder in the sect, but it does not only sell pills, but also has forty-nine kinds of rare delicacies such as 'Seven Flavors of the Mountains, Flying Birds and Beasts', 'Four Seas and Eight Desolations', such as the roasted wings of the spirit crane, the neck of the Qishan goose, the bird's nest of the blue cliff, the Chixia Flying Eagle and other spirit birds, and the meat of the spirit beasts such as the Snow Bear's Paw, the Purple Grotto Cunning Rabbit, and the Nanshan Elk Mushroom are well-known in the market, and the signboard is loud enough. ”

Sima Yuan's heart moved, raised his eyes, and saw that the pavilion was like a rainbow, just the edge of the wooden plaque engraved with 'Zhen Yu Pavilion' in front of the door was inlaid with a purple gold case, and the golden seal body of the head size of the dragon flew and the phoenix danced, and there seemed to be a family style quietly revealed.

The corners of the eaves around the pavilion were flying, and between the beams covered by glazed yellow tiles, a trace of the aura of the spiritual array came from the ground, which made Sima Yuan's heart sink.

The noise came in bursts, and a smell of barbecue and broth hit the tip of the nose.

Sima Yuan inhaled gently, the smell of meat was like his nose, and his appetite was aroused in an instant, and he nodded slowly, "The smell of meat is three points into the bones, the smell is tempting, and it is mouth-watering, and its aroma is pervasive, wafting for miles." It's no wonder that the business of this 'Zhen Yu Ge' is so prosperous, and the word Zhen Yu is well deserved. ”

Wang Hun smiled, rubbing shoulders beside him, people coming and going, pointing to a three-story small corridor next to the Zhenyu Pavilion that was also not inferior to him,

"This 'Purple Qi from the East' pawnshop is rumored to be owned by a casual cultivator, and then he died inexplicably, and the whereabouts of the shop's title deed are unknown, but now it is in the hands of the old man Wu who looks after the official shop. This person is a shrewd philistine, and the owner of the shop has not replaced him several times, and the business of this 'Donglai store' is becoming more and more prosperous, which is quite a sense of development. ”

Sima Yuan looked at the look of pity in the other party's eyes, and he knew a little in his heart.

He looked at the adjacent 'Treasure Pavilion' and 'Purple Qi from the East', and muttered to himself, "Fate!"

Sima Yuan sighed in his heart, he was really sleepy, someone sent a pillow.

On the same day, he killed the children of the Zhao family and obtained two land deeds, which he thought was useless, but he did not expect that when he was short of money, he happened to bump into these two major stores.

Sima Yuan sighed in his heart, the Zhao family are all good people!

Really thoughtful.

A few quarters of an hour later, Sima Yuan came to Wang Hun's shop, but saw that it was a small store specializing in low-grade pills.

The signboard outside the door is not small,

"Thousands of high-rise buildings rise from the ground, and thousands of years will not be abandoned. ”

The embarrassment on Wang Hun's face flashed, and he waved his hand again and again, "I didn't write it, please write it from a nerd." ”

The person nicknamed the nerd is none other than Lee Do-hyun.

Sima Yuan's heart moved when he heard this, Li Daoxuan originally entered the Tao with Confucianism, but now he was accepted as a personal disciple by the master, and now he is cultivating in Zixiao Zixiao Peak.

Can this Wang Hun see him?

Sima Yuan squinted slightly, his face was silent, but he was quietly vigilant in his heart.

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

He said with a smile, "I see, we all know the talent of nerds." ”

"After all, not everyone can see that thing three hundred times. ”

Wang Hun laughed dryly a few times and then stretched out his hand and said, "Don't stand outside, please come inside." ”

Sima Yuan's fingertips moved slightly, and a trace of the sword qi that had already been released returned to his body, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

There is no ambush in the store.

Sima Yuan smiled and raised his feet to enter, and after glancing around, he couldn't help but praise his head.

I saw that on the shelves in the middle of the house, there were a lot of low-level pills in the early stage of qi refining, such as 'Qi Nourishing Pill', 'Qi Replenishing Liquid', 'Sense Ling San', and 'Enlightenment Dao Root', and there were more than 20 kinds of pills.

Then Wang Hun took a cup of tea, steaming, and Sima Yuan took it with a smile.

Sniff it lightly, and there is nothing else except a strange fragrance.

Sima Yuan drank under Wang Hun's expectant eyes, and the other party couldn't help but show a smile.

Immediately, Wang Hun lowered his head slightly, and in an angle that was difficult for Sima Yuan to see, a fierce light flashed away.

A voice sounded, "Brother Wang, do you have any news of Xiaoying?"

After waiting for a while, Wang Hun did not answer, and Sima Yuan frowned and raised his head.

Wang Hun slowly lowered his head and said quietly, "It's hard to protect yourself, what do you care about what is going on in front of you?"

Sima Yuan's expression was slightly restrained, looking at Wang Hun's calm expression, he nodded slowly, "It seems that Brother Wang doesn't know the whereabouts of Xiaoying." ”

He saw a look of jealousy and weakness in the other person's eyes.

However, Wang Hun looked at Sima Yuan with eyes like a dead man, and he said gloomily,

"You little bastard is embarrassed to mention Xiaoying, you are just a wild boy in the village, a little wild seed without a father and no mother, what qualifications do you have to like my Xiaoying, you think that you can raise your power by climbing the thigh of Jianfeng, you are wrong, you are wrong. ”

After Sima Yuan was silent for a long time, he sighed lightly,

"Brother Wang, why is this so?"

Seeing this, Wang Hun sneered, pointed at Sima Yuanyan and said, "What, you want to beg for mercy!!?"

As soon as the words fell, a sword suddenly came, killing Sima Yuan.

With a pop, he burrowed into Sima Yuan's body.

Sima Yuan snorted, he lowered his head slightly, and there seemed to be a familiar aura in the sword light.

When Sima Yuan raised his head again, he looked at Wang Hun's eyes, as if there was understanding and pity,

"It turns out that you forgot the revenge of killing your father, betrayed your own family, and switched to the Xiao family. ”

On the other side, Wang Hun showed joy and smugness in his eyes, as well as a perverted smile of conspiracy.

More is an indescribable complexity, like jealousy, like hatred, more like a pleasure of trampling the pride of the sky under your feet!

He laughed and said, "Little bastard, do you think I don't know how Xiao Chengzu died? Do you think you're just living alone? And you're just a little bastard in the countryside, what qualifications do you have to become an inner disciple, what qualifications do you have to enter the upper sect, and what qualifications do you have to be accepted by the master of the dignified peak as a family lineage?"

He pointed at Sima Yuan and roared, "Then everything is mine, everything yours is mine, it's all mine!!"

"How do you deserve to have such a lowly being?"

Before the words fell, a long sword in his hand broke through the air with a bang.

The complicated color in Sima Yuan's eyes slowly dissipated, and the sword qi in his hand was shocked, and a trace of fragrance was shocked out of his body.

The sword qi that broke into the body was more like that fragrance, and it was defeated and dispersed by the fairy sword qi.

Looking at Wang Hun who was coming to kill, Sima Yuan sighed lightly, his fingertips moved, and his sword qi shot out.

Poof.

Wang Hun snorted, and fell to the ground with a shocked expression of hemoptysis, his face spasmed and his head hung down, and the blood in his abdomen was stained with the placket of his clothes.

When he looked up again, he said hatefully, "It turns out that you are not injured at all, and the thief is really hateful." ”

Sima Yuan walked up to him, and after a moment of silence, he sighed lightly, "For Xiaoying's sake, I won't kill you, you can go." ”

Sima Yuan's voice was ethereal, "Cultivating the Tao is not an easy task, and the cost is very high, so Brother Wang can do it himself." ”

Then he threw down a bottle of 'refill balm' and was about to leave.

Wang Hun turned a deaf ear, and looked at the sword hole under his abdomen in a daze, bleeding non-stop, and his expression was blank.

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes were resentful, and he roared hoarsely,

"Hands-on !!!"

Before the words fell, a spiritual light suddenly came, covering Sima Yuan with lightning speed.

A pagoda was suspended above Sima Yuan's three-foot-tall head, and a silvery-white silk net like a spider's web only wound around it, and the spiritual light on the net line flickered, as if it were an extraordinary thing.

Immediately, two figures surrounded Sima Yuan, and they all used their killing skills to blast at Sima Yuan.

One person's hand holds a large palm array plate that exudes purple and golden color, the golden light is shining, the purple qi is incorporating, and the breath is comparable to a half-step foundation.

The silver thread in one person's hand was pulled, and the spirit web that covered Sima Yuan was clenched tightly, like a cold-blooded spider king who hunted mosquitoes and flies.

Outside the store, a Spirit Array Peak monk held the array plate with a solemn expression, his fingertips kept waving, and from time to time, a spiritual light sprinkled down, wrapping around the entire shop.

It seems that the big picture has been decided.

At this moment, Sima Yuan, who was trapped in the formation and pressed under the tower, raised his head lightly and looked into the distance.

It seems that he can pass through the formation and go to the top of the small building opposite.

At the same time, a soft cry came out,

"Ask the immortals, disconnect the network!"

A sword sound sounded in the ears of the two of them, and the treasure weapon in their hands was about to hit Sima Yuan's body.

There was a tearing sound, the silver-white wire mesh was torn, and the person holding the thread vomited blood and was shocked.

"Split the tower!"

Boom!

The pagoda cracked, and the tower owner glared angrily and staggered back.

"Kill !!"

Ask the fairy sword suspended in the air, the sword pointed at the two,

The two of them looked wild, and their hearts were broken.

After two pops, he was cut off by the waist.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret.

The person from the Spirit Formation Peak outside the store, his eyes were solemn, his face changed wildly, as if he sensed the situation in the store, his eyes were ruthless, and after his two fingers flew quickly dozens of times, he said in a fierce voice,

"Exploding !!"

Boom!

The storefront exploded.

The person from Spirit Array Peak vomited blood and flew backwards for dozens of steps, and after a few flashes, he disappeared.

The pedestrians and theatergoers around were all contaminated with severed limbs and wreckage, and the unlucky person was accidentally injured by the debris of the storefront, and couldn't help but snort a few times, scolding and screaming bad luck.

Around the market, there was a sudden sound of cold air inhaling.

It's not for nothing that Fang City is fighting, but only the Zixiao faction is so blatantly killing people here.

In Russia, there was a lot of discussion all around.

"This person is ruthless enough, he doesn't even want his own companions!"

"You know a fart, if he dares to do this, he must know that the companion inside has been killed, otherwise how could he blow himself up the formation?"

"Hey, that makes sense, so that kid is pretty good. ”

"Brother Dao's words are wrong again, no matter how powerful a person is, even if he has carried the siege of the two Qi refining peaks, in the face of the explosion of this formation, he will be seriously injured if he does not die. ”

...........

In a private room diagonally opposite the Burst Pill Shop, three figures stood with their hands in their hands.

The popularity of the leader was high, and the sarcasm and indifference in his eyes could not be concealed, and he said lightly,

"Do you think he'll survive?"

The eyes of the person behind him looking at the pill shop were a little complicated, and after being silent for a while, he slowly shook his head,

"The two Qi Refining Peak besieged and killed, even if they survived, they would definitely be seriously injured and dying, not to mention that there was that Spirit Array Peak Senior Brother outside the store to mend the knife, Sima Yuan would definitely die. ”

The man in the lead glanced at him sideways and said with a smile, "Now among the 'Ascending Immortal' disciples of Longju Village, you are the only one left. You'll have to be careful in the future. ”

The man smiled bitterly and looked at the pill shop, yes

Pity, pity, and indifference.