Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Sword of Man is One
"You saw your master to help me ask, and I still don't accept the big disciple. ”
Duan Kai left directly, not even saying goodbye.
Ji Kexin was still depressed because of the sudden change, thanks to Jin Lizhen's guidance.
"Let's not go back to Nanhe yet, let's go to Taisu Palace to pray for blessings. ”
Kim Lizhen wanted to go back and see, after all, it was her hometown.
Fan Tong also wanted to revisit the old place, which was the starting point for him to embark on the immortal path.
Only Ji Kexin sincerely prayed for her calamity.
When the three of them rushed to Fuyun Mountain, they were disappointed: Taisu Palace was sealed.
One inquiry: It is said that it is illegal to accumulate wealth and hide dirt, but it is not a good thing anyway.
It was getting late, so the three of them spent the night on Moonlight Street and stayed at Jin Lizhen's old store: Three Days Gate.
On the top of the mountain in early spring, the cold is thick, Fan Tong leans against the window, looks at the towering mountains, and thinks back to the experience of more than a year, which is really full of emotion.
Coincidentally, I lived in the original house again, and then subconsciously opened the window to look, and said that Yao Yiyi would not climb up this time!
I didn't expect a person to climb up, but it was not Yao Yiyi, but an old Taoist.
That image is worse than Yao Yiyi at the beginning, not only her clothes are torn, but the key is that she is seriously injured.
Of course, Fan Tong, who is already in the realm of Yuan Ying, will not shout like he did at the beginning.
"Who are you?"
Lao Dao drank some water before he recovered some: "I am Qingsong Zhenren of Taisu Palace." ”
"What's wrong with you? Resisting arrest and falling into the ravine?" Fan Tongyi listened to the real person, and I didn't say you were a ghost.
Easy Zhenren coughed slightly twice before saying: "It's hard to say, but since we met, it was also due to chance, so I want to ask the layman if you can do me a favor." ”
"I don't have any money. Fan Tong became a rich slave again.
The relaxed real person smiled bitterly: "The troublesome monk handed over this bag to Jin Lizhen, the owner of the Anle Express Hotel on Jade Commercial Street in Nanhe City, and said that it was her father's relic. ”
Then he took out a few hundred-yuan bills in the shabby robe: "This is the travel fee, and the excess should be your reward." ”
Fan Tong was overjoyed in his heart, if he accepted the money, and then told him that Jin Lizhen was next door, would this old Taoist turn his back angrily?
However, Fan Tong didn't do this kind of lack of virtue in the end, but went directly to call Jin Lizhen.
Ji Kexin also followed closely, in the middle of the night, he had to strictly guard against the big pervert who was guarding Fan Tong.
When he saw the relaxed real face, his eyes widened, and he exclaimed: "You...... You're the Taoist priest who told my fortune?"
But Easy Zhenren didn't pay attention to him, but said softly to Jin Lizhen: "Xiaozhen, do you remember me? I have hugged you before." ”
Fortunately, this is an injured old Taoist priest, otherwise Fan Tong has reason to believe that he has bad intentions.
"Are you Uncle Qingsong?" Kim Li-jung apparently recognized as well.
"This is your father's relic, I can hand it over to you today, I finally live up to the trust, and I am worthy of your father under Jiuquan. After saying that, he began to cough violently, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.
"Old Taoist, didn't you say that I wouldn't live to be 20 at the time? Are you lying to me?" Ji Kexin's doubts have been haunting her heart.
"What the hell is going on? Taisu Palace is fine, why was it seized?" Jin Lizhen also began to ask.
But the real person only said to Fan Tong: "Annoying the monk, you threw me down from the window." ”
Seeing Fan Tong hesitate, he said again: "For the sake of the lives of the three of you, you have to do this, please." ”
But this reason is obviously that Fan Tong can't do it, listening to this meaning, it is still Jin Lizhen's relatives, if you really throw it away, can you still end up?
"Old Taoist, don't die. Ji Kexin also shook it twice, and the relaxed real person seemed to be very cooperative, tilted his head, and died.
It is most likely that the Taoist temple can be sealed, and it is very likely that it is the handiwork of the Security Bureau, and it is very likely that it was He Changyun's instructions.
If Lao Dao's body is found, the three of them may really not be able to leave.
After consulting the second daughter, he threw Lao Dao's body through the window.
Kim Li-jeong put away her grief and opened her father's relics.
It was an ordinary gray cloth bag with a few books in it, as well as a few jade pendants and an ancient sword.
The jade pendant attracted Fan Tong's attention, wasn't this what kind of jade Ruyi Jin Yuanheng sold at the beginning?
Is it the son inheriting the father's business, or is this thing a rotten thing in the first place?
As for the sword, it was very ordinary, it didn't even have a scabbard, and the body of the sword was dull and seemed to have touched dust.
But when Ji Kexin saw the ancient sword, she looked very excited, as if she had been hooked, and she approached unconsciously, her hand had just touched the hilt of the sword.
The ancient sword seemed to be alive, soared into the air, and then turned into a red light and shot into Ji Kexin's body, Ji Kexin flew upside down in response, and was directly nailed to the wall, his eyes staring at the boss, as if he couldn't see it.
The incident happened too suddenly, and it was too late for Fan Tong to come to the rescue.
Jin Lizhen cried out in pain, and hurriedly ran over to hug Ji Kexin: "Sister Ji, what's wrong with you, are you okay?"
Fan Tong was even more panicked, the soul contract originally established by his lover Gu and Ji Kexin suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, the pattern on his chest also disappeared.
This is Ji Kexin's soul has entered reincarnation?
What kind of heritage is this? How can there be dangerous goods? This dad is too bad.
But Ji Kexin's eyes suddenly lit up with red flames, and her movements were stiff, like a robot taking a few steps forward.
The flame turned purple, and finally darkened and returned to normal.
Fan Tong shouted: "The corpse is cheated." ”
He hid far back, his back against the wall, his body trembling, his eyes filled with fear and guard.
Jin Lizhen burst into tears and laughed, and hugged Ji Kexin again: "Sister Ji, you are scared to death, you are fine." ”
Ji Kexin's stiff body suddenly softened, as if a powerful true qi was injected, and then extended to the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.
"The host, it's too plain. The voice was cold.
What's going on?
When Fan Tong was stunned, the voice of the old Taoist sounded: "This is the Taisu Divine Sword, now the sword is excited, the divine sword enters the body, and the human sword is one, which is gratifying." ”
Fan Tong immediately became excited: "Are you saying that this broken sword is a divine sword, and Ji Kexin is a sword attendant?"
"It's a pity, it was supposed to be your magic weapon, but it was cut off. ”
"What do you mean?"
didn't wait for Lao Dao to answer, but saw Ji Kexin make a big gift to Jin Lizhen: "Taisu has finally reappeared in the world, and he will fight side by side with his master in the future to kill demons." ”
Kim Lizhen was scared to cry again.
Fan Tong hurriedly explained: "Lizhen, don't be afraid, Ji Kexin and Taisu Shenjian are one, and you are her master." ”
Obviously, Jin Lizhen didn't understand, and even if she did, she probably wouldn't be able to accept it for a while.
"This is called the unity of man and sword, and the world is invincible. ”
Ji Kexin has become a swordsman since then?
It seems that Ji Kexin has insight into Fan Tong's evil thoughts, and glared angrily: "Fan Tong, you stay away from the master in the future and put away your thoughts, otherwise I will be unkind to you." ”
The protector is heartfelt, he is really a peerless swordsman!
"Please accept the inheritance of Taisu Shrine. Ji Kexin was respectful.