Chapter 276: Desert Sword Cultivation of the Unity of Heaven and Man
Zhao Acha suddenly felt a heavy problem, that is, in this desert, he must not be able to go out. Feeding the population requires jobs and a place to stay, but it is clear that the elderly people like this one will definitely not be able to go out to make ends meet, and there is no reason for this group of elderly people to go out and be displaced.
"Old man, within three months a grain road will definitely be opened in this desert, and then the young people in the whole desert will go out. How about you older people stay here and continue farming?" Zhao Acha asked tentatively.
The old man put down the hoe. Turning around, he looked at Zhao Acha. "How old is that?"
Zhao Acha was dumbfounded.
"In this desert, the distance to the outside is extremely far, how much food has to be wasted in the middle? This area can make do with all the people who can live, we old guys, a lifetime of time has been wasted in the desert, if we can really go out, the old people also want to go out to see, even if they die, but will anyone really open up this grain road?" The old man's words were repeated and questioned.
Zhao Acha nodded. "I can definitely get out. β
The old man picked up the hoe on the ground, and the excited look on his face calmed down again, and he silently hoeed the ground. turned around and didn't believe Zhao Acha's words.
"Do horse bandits come often?"
The old man shook his head. "There is a rule, usually once every half a month, a group of bandits who create evil, thunder and thunder in the morning and evening. β
Zhao Acha pursed his lips and smiled: "Yes, after they go out, they will never have a chance to come here like this." β
The old man nodded with a calm face. "Hopefully. β
After the old man finished speaking, he cultivated silently, with a dark face and a vicissitudes of life, he cultivated alone in the field, the land was not fertile, but the old man cultivated it very seriously. "The farmers who depend on the sky for food only hope that this desert river will not dry up. Heaven gives a way to live. The old man said to himself. Probably only by talking to oneself can the old man's long-term loneliness be relieved.
The lonely figure in the field seemed to be proceeding according to some inexplicable Dao Yun in Zhao Acha's eyes. Her eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and she looked at the old man who was cultivating in the field with her eyes, the qi on the old man's body was more condensed than ordinary people, and the aura was condensed and white, vaguely attached to her body.
The old man hit the ground with his hoe and sensed Zhao Acha's visit, and the hoe waved at her, and a white glow flashed out, containing a murderous intention towards Zhao Acha. The air around Qi Mang was torn apart, and the strength of the qi was incomparable.
Zhao Acha was not afraid, and directly stretched out his hand, turning into a shield with blood, blocking the old man's attack.
"Old man, you are a strong man, and you are concentrating on cultivating here. Why do you want to kill me?" Zhao Acha asked in a cold voice.
The old man's originally bent back straightened a lot. "You have monstrous blood and deep karma, and the old man reacts to stress and naturally takes action. It's been a long time since outsiders have been in the desert, and when you come in, don't you come in to find an old man, and I will seek revenge?" The aura in the old man's body soared at this moment, and his originally shriveled body was constantly filled with qi and blood.
At this moment, the old man's realm has risen a lot. The middle-aged old man contains domineering energy.
"Who sent you to the desert? "Old man, no, it should be a middle-aged man who asked.
Zhao Acha's face was indifferent. "Noise, I see that you are the evil spirit, and you are the demon! The cloak of hypocrisy cannot hide the karma in you. β
After speaking, Zhao Acha turned into a spear with blood in his hand, a red robe moved with the wind, and his body was surrounded by qi and blood, like a war fairy!
Unexpectedly, no matter how much trouble Zhao Acha and the old man made, there was not a single demon in the entire tribe who came out of the tent to watch, and it was lifeless.
"Evil spirit, how can the old man allow you to harm people in the world. Donβt wait for prosperity to care for the things important to you. Suffer death. The voice was full of anger.
The old man took out a golden flying sword from his sleeve, held it in his hand, and spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, which fell on the sword body, the golden long sword shone brightly, and the essence blood was sucked into the sword body, and the whole sword was full of anger, and the whole body was red. The old man also had a rising momentum, and his body was full of light, causing the surrounding wind and clouds to change color, and suddenly a group of sand flew up and gathered around the old man.
"Everything can be a sword!" The old man held a flying sword in his hand, soared into the air, and the surrounding 100 meters of sand took off with it, the flying sand covered the sky, the old man was above the sand, and the flying sand particles exuded a faint light, a sand like a sword, and the grains were like a sword.
Then the old man offered his hand, and the flying sword with a translucent sword pointed directly at Zhao Acha.
The word "disease" roared angrily, and the flying sword came out of his hand, and the endless group of sand under the old man, one sand was like a sword, and the sand was like a group of swords, following behind the flying sword, all of them slashed towards Zhao Acha! The wind and sand cover the sky, and the sword is full of intent.
Zhao Acha didn't dare to be hard, and his body quickly retreated, but the flying sword carried a group of sand, but it was like a general leading an army, endless flying sand, and the vast soup followed closely behind Zhao Acha, and the vast sword qi was like a big river, following Zhao Acha and going straight to Baili!
And the old man also stepped on the flying sand sword qi and followed closely all the way. There is also flying sand around the body, and the sand sword protects the body.
Zhao Acha kept retreating, and she didn't expect that the old man's sword intent would reach the point where heaven and man are one, and everything can be a sword.
"Later born child, I have not been born for more than 20 years, and I have been here to comprehend the natural avenue, and now you are here to disturb my cultivation, what do you want!" the old man's voice was full of anger.
Zhao Acha's red mangs retreated. "Old horseman, in the entire desert, only where you are, karma is the heaviest. You still talk about pure cultivation, and pure cultivation in the desert can't wash away the sins on you! I'm here for the monstrous evil spirit on you! As for your so-called revenge, it's none of my business. β
The old man Zhou Xiu was able to smile for a long time before he smiled: "A good generation of demon cultivators, but little doll, I am afraid that you will not be able to carry the evil qi on my body." As soon as the words fell, the speed of the flying sword was even faster.
Zhao Acha snorted coldly, fled for thousands of miles, the desert had already been left behind, and among the mountains, Zhao Acha turned to face the old man and retreated, the old man was wrapped in endless yellow sand and chased after him. Seeing Zhao Acha turn around to face him, he was also vigilant in his heart, and the yellow sand of the guards around him was also a little thicker.
Finally Zhao Acha stopped, the blood gun in his hand pointed directly at Zhou Xiuneng, and a vast blood also diffused from Zhao Acha's body, "Old horseman, the realm of your sword of all things is really high, but it's a pity that you ran into me, and you can only stop at this realm of the unity of heaven and man in this life." You don't stand a chance any further. β
After speaking, Zhao Acha's body speed increased by a few grades, his hands clenched the spear, behind the gun, his speed accelerated, his whole body turned into blood, and he went straight to the sea of sand and swords, aiming directly at Zhou Xiuneng.
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