A faint voice sounded, and everyone in the alley looked up, and at this time, on the roof, a cultivator who was hiding and overlooking was already like a great enemy, his eyes were solemn, and he stared at the figure of the young man in the dark blue robe. They didn't care just now, they didn't notice at all when the young man not far away drew his knife out of its sheath.

"The kid is looking for death, how can you have the qualifications to speak here!"

Wu Liang narrowed his eyes, and then stepped over to hold the cyan long knife in front of the shop, his eyesight was not bad, and he could see that this long knife was extraordinary, and it turned out to be a treasure soldier.

Boom!

The long knife was held, as if it was held by an invisible hand, the knife flashed, and it landed again, and Wu Liang screamed miserably, staggered backwards, and the hand that poked out fell from the wrist, blood gushed out, and the pain penetrated into the bones.

"Knife Command!"

Some people exclaimed, their eyesight was extraordinary, their eyes were terrifying, and they were a little incredulous, this was clearly the art of controlling things that only Grandmaster Jindan could barely master.

What the!

At this moment, the whole alley became silent, and when people looked at the figure on the roof, they were deeply frightened and awe-struck.

A young man who can perform sword control skills, a Jindan Grandmaster!

"Those who cross the line, slash. ”

The young man's tone was calm, but there was no doubt that it was like thunder when it fell into everyone's ears, which made many cultivators retreat even more.

On the roof, Wang Qingyuan was silent, he had just used his spiritual power to interfere in the present world, and he had just used his spiritual power to control the enemy and control the enemy, just to be able to deter everyone, he had initially touched the threshold of interfering in the present world.

The next moment, Wang Qingyuan took a step, raised his right foot, and then fell, and had already arrived in front of the shop.

Hiss!

Many hidden foundation building monks couldn't help but gasp, this kind of body method, they couldn't reach it, so far, the more convinced they were, the young man in front of them was a veritable Jindan Grandmaster, most of them were from extraordinary backgrounds, had a great background, and couldn't easily hold grudges.

In front of the shop, Wang Qingyuan's eyes swept in all directions, his eyes were clear and magnificent.

In front of the stove, the little girl looked at Wang Qingyuan's back, and for some reason, the Jiaolong Sword in her hand involuntarily let go of two points.

The deep and narrow alley was silent, and the faces of the cultivators were not good-looking, but the young man in front of him had really calmed many people with his sword control technique.

"Who is Your Excellency, do you want to swallow ...... alone?"

Wang Qingyuan's eyes were cold, and the young man in the long shirt Mei Lianpi had not finished speaking, he snorted, as if he had been struck by lightning, he opened his mouth and spit out a line of reverse blood, and his figure flew out horizontally, the walls of the blue brick alley shook, and dust fell.

What the!

At this moment, some hidden Daoji monks in the secret were still suspicious, but now they are very sure, it is clearly involved in the spiritual realm, and it is deep enough, and it can be transformed from the virtual to the real, interfering with the kung fu of the present world.

At this point, spiritual power not only oppresses the spirit, but can also hurt and shake the physical body.

What a domineering boy!

Some of the Yecheng Soldiers' pupils constricted, but they opened a soldier's shop to do business, and they also watched countless people, although this young man was domineering, but his eyes were open, like a passerby who really drew a sword to help.

And the inheritance of "Ziwei Heavenly Knife" requires the inheritance of the heavens, refining the heart in the red dust, and acting in a grand trend. Wang Qingyuan naturally will not sit idly by.

"Spiritual power interferes with the present world, the blue iron long knife, only sixteen years old......"

At this time, a cultivator from the border of Liangzhou glanced up and down at Wang Qingyuan with some hesitation, and muttered, "Could it be that the Xuantian Dao Beidou Shaojun who has recently spread his name in Kyushu, the Qingyuan Dao Master of Ziwei Peak." ”

Well?

This casual cultivator's voice is not high, but at this time the alley is quiet, intimidated by Wang Qingyuan's domineering, there are still many people who listen to it, this time, more people have retreated, Xuantian Dao heirs, that is the great sect of Taoism. The Xuantian Dao disciples are walking outside, which is equivalent to the face of the Xuantian Dao in Kyushu, if it is really this Xuantian Dao Ziwei Peak descendant who made a move, then this little girl is lucky today. Even if he is really captured in the future, Xuantian Dao will not stand idly by, that is the contempt and provocation of the Great Dao Sect.

Withdraw!

The next moment, some cultivators immediately chose to leave and no longer meddle in this muddy water. There are Xuantian Dao disciples who make a move, unless they have enough foundation, ordinary cultivators don't dare to offend at all.

It turned out to be a disciple of Xuantian Dao, the Beidou Shaojun who had been rumored recently, was really so young.

Some soldiers sighed in their hearts, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, with a disciple of a great sect like Xuantian Dao coming forward, the little girl was temporarily spared the catastrophe, which was much better than the ending of their reluctant move, and the most important thing was that. The Xuantian Dao Beidou Young Monarch in front of him has enough power to deter everyone.

At the very least, most of the hundreds of scattered cultivators here are no rivals.

In the next half-burnt incense, in the narrow alley, the crowd gradually receded, whether it was the low and fat man Wu Liang, or the young man in a long shirt, Mei Lianpi, they all showed a look of fear. Obviously, he was shocked by Wang Qingyuan's thunderous methods in an instant.

Bang dang!

As soon as the person left, in the shop, the little girl could no longer support it, and the Jiaolong sword in her hand fell to the ground. The immature little body fell backwards.

The figure flashed, Wang Qingyuan grabbed the little girl's body that wanted to fall, and as soon as his mind moved, a wisp of heaven and earth ancestral qi was ingested by him from the depths of the void and injected into the little girl's mouth and nose.

The ancestral qi of heaven and earth containing the life qi entered the body, and the little girl's hands and arms were originally as pale as snow. With the degree visible to the naked eye, it became ruddy, and the little girl's stubbornness was as strong as Wang Qingyuan was also a little amazed, if it was delayed for a while, these hands would be completely frozen to death, and it would be difficult to recover with the nourishment of the ancestral qi of heaven and earth, and return to the old view.

When she woke up, the little girl opened her eyes and grabbed Wang Qingyuan's arm and robe, and begged: "Big brother save grandpa!" They say that you are the Young Monarch of the Beidou, then you must be an immortal, right, immortals can come back to life and live people's lives. ”

Wang Qingyuan frowned, shook his head, and said: "I am not an immortal, and there are no immortals in the world. ”

"You're a liar! Grandpa won't die!

The little girl seemed to have been trampled on by a cat with its tail, and she angrily shook off Wang Qingyuan's hand and shouted loudly, but immediately cried, turned around and threw herself at the old man in front of the stove.

Wang Qingyuan looked at the stove, the shirtless thin old man had stopped moving, the whole person seemed to be stiff, the cigarette stick in his hand was still held, he did not let go, and the vitality on his body had dispersed.

The spiritual power broke out of his body, and Wang Qingyuan ran the Mind Confusion Technique, infiltrating into the old man's ancestral divine court.

Unlike the Ancestral Divine Court of many people he had seen before, although the old man's Ancestral Divine Court was just as full of darkness and chaos, it had a strong aura of silence.

Airplanes!

Abruptly, without the slightest warning, from the old man's ancestral aperture divine court, a great devouring force was transmitted, and in an instant, Wang Qingyuan's spiritual power that penetrated into the old man's ancestral aperture divine court was cut off and disappeared.

Well?

Wang Qingyuan raised his eyebrows, his body shook, although he suffered a dark loss, but he was not surprised or happy, if something is abnormal, he must be a demon, but it is precisely where the vitality lies.

The three hundred and sixty-five dark apertures in his body were opened, Wang Qingyuan swallowed the Heaven and Earth Ancestral Qi in the depths of the void, he walked, sat and lay down, and the spiritual power that had been cut off and lost recovered to its peak with a degree visible to the naked eye.

Coming to the stove, in the little girl's somewhat confused and angry gaze, Wang Qingyuan reached out and touched the old man's eyebrows, and he began to inject the fourth majestic spiritual power of his "Time Knife" into the old man's ancestral divine court, and at the same time divided a wisp of heaven and earth ancestral qi into the old man's body to stimulate vitality, and the rest was used to maintain the consumption and restore a large amount of lost spiritual power.

The little girl's eyes widened, her watery eyes full of hope, and she saw that her grandfather began to flow chaotic qi up and down his body, and this breath was full of life, just as she had felt when she had fallen before.

After half a stick of incense.

Wang Qingyuan's face turned pale, he let go of the hand that was pressing on the old man's eyebrows, and staggered back, the devouring power transmitted from the old man's ancestral acuity divine court was getting bigger and bigger, and it was already beyond the degree of his recovery.

The little girl was astonished, but then ecstasy followed, for she distinctly felt the slight movement of the old man's fingers, and though it was only a slight change, it gave her a hope that she had never seen before.

Grandpa said that if you don't wake up in half an hour, you will never wake up again, the little girl has always believed in it, but now that there are signs of awakening, the little girl looks at Wang Qingyuan's gaze again, and there is a little more indescribable trust and certainty.

She once again believed that her grandfather would wake up again.

Wang Qingyuan sat cross-legged, meditated seriously, recovered consumption, after most of the incense, he opened his eyes, and a wisp of cold light flashed away, but he actually endured it, did not make a move, or did not snoop in the dark at this time.

The fourth attack of the Earth Devil never came.

Soon, he smiled bitterly again, and glanced at the little girl with a face full of hope and pleading, and then at the old man who looked like the living dead in front of the stove, he was not unwilling to make a move, but at the moment, it seemed that this was most likely not an overnight effort.

And he didn't understand the old man's reality and state at this time, just a hazy shot, whether he could really make the old man wake up, the most important thing is that if he took this old man and a young man on the road, he could not guarantee that he could protect the two of them on the road.

After all, he still chose to make a move, this way of doing things made him realize the difficulty of practicing "Ziwei Heavenly Knife", realizing the knife is on the one hand, to maintain the true intention of Hongchen practice and the majestic knife technique, it is mostly a very difficult thing, you need to be able to reach your heart in everything, but you often put yourself in danger.

"If you want to die and come back to life, you have to pay a price. ”

Wang Qingyuan took a deep breath, shook his head, and walked out of the shop, on this day, he bought a carriage with two good horses, put the little girl and the old man into the carriage, and then waved the horsewhip and drove out of Yecheng City.

......

It took ten days to pass through Yecheng, and this was still the way Wang Qingyuan used the ancestral qi of heaven and earth to refine the muscles and bones of the two horses, and boiled the skin, so that the two horses had long endurance and tirelessness.

A bite of the Jiaolong Sword, the Dao soldiers still attracted covetousness.

Even if he is from the Xuantian Dao, there has always been no shortage of people who take risks in Kyushu in the world, and there are even crazy people who make brazen shots in the wilderness in the suburbs.

In the past ten days, the fourth attack of the Earth Demon has not yet arrived, but Wang Qingyuan has experienced more than ten bloody battles, large and small, and there are even masters who have cultivated to the realm of building a foundation and building a small success, and the master of condensing qi into liquid intercepted the road and shot mercilessly.

A mouthful of Dao soldiers attracted so many opponents, and even Wang Qingyuan noticed that someone deliberately masked his face, hid his supernatural skills, and only used some of the widely circulated road moves in Kyushu to duel, despite this, it was also close to the Dao realm, and after trying a few moves, he knew that it would be difficult to make a move without really making a move, so he retreated decisively.

Wang Qingyuan didn't guess the identity of the other party, but just poured spiritual power into the old man every day, and then condensed and realized the interception and fighting that often came.

Along the way, he was like a piece of mutton fat jade that had been polished for tens of millions of years in the flowing water and clear stream, which was carefully carved and gradually had a peerless elegance.

The most important thing, and it is also worthy of Wang Qingyuan's gratification, is that almost every day, the true meaning of "Ziwei Heavenly Knife" can almost be said to be advancing by leaps and bounds, more and more spiritual power is integrated into the knife realm, the prototype of true meaning is gradually consummated, the sword technique is majestic, and the majestic atmosphere is becoming more and more vigorous.

As for the old man in the carriage, this refining master who had left the soul melting sky and failed to return, Wang Qingyuan poured spiritual power into him for ten consecutive days, which was almost equivalent to the fourth spiritual power of the "Time Knife" more than ten times, except for making his fingers tremble more frequently, there was no improvement at all.