is also a young man in brocade, Fang Xiaoshang gave Chen Anzhi a different feeling from Luo Sanqian, the latter hid a knife in his smile and made Chen Anzhi a little disgusted, Fang Xiaoshang's smile always made people feel that this young man was missing a tendon, but it always made people can't hate it, in Chen Anzhi's eyes, this is the smile that a teenager should have, pure, without a trace of distractions.

The old guy who has lived for thousands of years, and his mind has not grown, and he is still somewhat accurate in terms of looking at people.

Chen Anzhi naturally didn't talk to Fang Xiaoshang much, he was silent for a while, put his back behind his back, looked up at Lin Xiaoxinye, and then continued to walk forward.

The spring scenery is warm, the sky is high and the clouds are light, the business points of the beginning of spring are dotted all over the mountainside, the grass and trees are hung green, like a girl who wants to cover up and be ashamed, the raindrops that fell last night hang on the tip of the leaves, and the delicate waist is pressed.

Fang Xiaoshang looked at the back of the man in white, and he couldn't help but have an indescribable feeling, in the brown and green mountains, in the world full of life birds and beasts, but he always seemed a little lonely.

Chen Anzhi walked calmly in the mountains, the road he walked, gradually remote, overgrown with weeds and shrubs, dry old branches, new sprouts, not over the calves, he rarely relaxed his mind to enjoy the beautiful scenery, no longer as before There is an inexplicable eagerness in his heart, whether it is new sorrow or old hatred, for the time being, are put aside, this short mountain road, has become the most peaceful and comfortable in his days.

Fang Xiaoshang followed slowly behind, although he was born in a big family, he was not a pampered person, the road was rugged, there were many obstacles, there were sharp dead branches hanging exquisite clothes, he didn't complain when he picked out the fine wool, and followed Chen Anzhi without saying a word.

A teenager who is nearly sixteen years old, he was sent to the academy to study and practice at the age of four, and his food, clothing, housing and transportation are taken care of by his subordinates, and he has no chance to live well.

Fang Xiaoshang walked beside Chen Anzhi and walked side by side, suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Speaking of which, I haven't asked your name yet." ”

Chen Anzhi looked into the distance, "Chen Anzhi, the safe An, the reason why it is." ”

Fang Xiaoshang didn't think about it, and blurted out: "The name of the good land." As soon as the words came out, he hurriedly shut up and glanced at the man with a weak heart.

Chen Anzhi didn't care, because he knew a more earthy name, but the people in Sanzhou and Wudi still respected that name very much, he turned his face slightly, he put away his mind a little, became serious, and stopped in an open space surrounded by towering trees.

It is more than ten miles away from Honglan Town, located in the dense forest of the valley, ancient trees rise from the ground, covering the grass in the middle of the three zhang is very hidden, it can be said that people are rare.

When Fang Xiaoshang heard Chen Anzhi say that he wanted to kill someone, he only thought that the other party was joking, but the more he walked, the more remote this mountain road became, and even in the end there was no way, so he could only walk through the grass, he gradually understood that Chen Anzhi didn't joke anymore, he really wanted to kill, thinking about it like this, Fang Xiaoshang's intestines were repentant, his Adam's apple rolled, and he had the idea of retreating, and subconsciously retreated, but it seemed to be a little hesitant, and it was only one step.

Chen Anzhi didn't care about the entanglement of Fang Xiaoshang, his eyes glanced behind him, this movement was very subtle, his gaze fell on the oblique back, and the cold flashed in his eyes.

He asked softly in the voice of the heart lake to pick the leaves, "How far is it?"

After a short silence, the sound of picking leaves sounded, "The nearest is a guy who condenses a soul, about ten zhang away from the right back, and stopped." ”

Chen Anzhi nodded and said, "Help me set up a blindfold." ”

"Young Master Ben is a famous sword, but he is not your subordinate, and he actually asked Young Master Ben to do such a trivial thing. Although he was dissatisfied with picking leaves, he still muttered that he would do it truthfully.

As the voice settled, the blinding method was unfolded, and the strangeness of this place was also revealed, there were three bluestones of different sizes, located in the barren grass, respectively located in the north, south, and east directions, but for some reason, there was no bluestone due west, which seemed a little abrupt.

Chen Anzhi thought for a while, looked up at Fang Xiaoshang, who was hesitant, and chuckled, "Scared?"

Fang Xiaoshang nodded truthfully and swallowed his spit quietly, "One thing, I thought you were joking with me before. ”

Chen Anzhi smiled, took off the leaf picking sword behind his back and put it on the stone located in the north, and then placed the sword on his waist on the other two bluestones in turn, the tip of the sword was aimed at the center, if you look carefully from top to bottom, it can be seen that the three bluestones are located to form a triangle, and the tip of the sword is the center of the triangle.

After doing these things, Chen Anzhi walked over, looked at Fang Xiaoshang and asked, "I asked you that question before, do you have an answer?"

Fang Xiaoshang is ignorant of the world, he can say one, two, three, four, and can only shake his head helplessly at the moment.

Chen Anzhi said with a smile: "On the road of cultivation, whether you are a saint or a dusty heart, you are all ants, it stands to reason that only by holding forward can you go further, but there are always some people who have ill intentions and always want to get something from other people, so these people should always give something, although it is not painful or itchy, but this is like a thorn in the finger, although it does not hurt or itch, but it just makes them uncomfortable." ”

Fang Xiaoshang listened to this seemingly headless explanation, a little confused, but he still nodded obediently.

Chen Anzhi smiled and sighed, and said: "In short, it is equivalent exchange, and everything in this world is to be exchanged at equal value. ”

Fang Xiaoshang was still pondering the relationship here, Chen Anzhi stopped looking at him, did not mention any more topics, raised his head to look at the clouds in the sky, and after being silent for a while, he walked to the center of the sword formation and sat down cross-legged, but his face was a little helpless.

This sword array is Chen Anzhi learned from Lu Mingxian, it is Lu Mingxian's self-created move to integrate Confucianism and Taoism, and has a very simple name - Hua Kai, the nine swords in the sword array are located in Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, Dui and the middle of the nine directions to be considered a complete sword formation, and the most basic five swords are considered to be completed.

Three thousand years ago, Lu Mingxian had not yet achieved the holy position, but when he was a half-saint, he used this sword array to attack and kill a Mojia saint who had just preached, although the new saint was severely injured when he preached, but even so, the half-saint was far from being the opponent of the saint.

But Lu Mingxian is just a ghost, in Li Xiuchun's words, he is a terrifying existence of a natural Confucian saint, he killed the saint with the half-saint realm with the Flower Blossom Sword Array across the heavenly path, just to ask the student for an explanation, for this reason, Lu Mingxian was also subjected to the crazy revenge of several old saints of the Mo family, broke the rule of the saint ignoring everything, and joined hands to attack and kill Lu Mingxian, so that he almost died several times, and his horror was also shown again, and he was able to escape from the death of the three saints at the same time.

At this moment, Picking Leaves suddenly said with some uneasiness: "Things have changed, and there is another person, who seems to be an accomplice, and the realm is the peak of the three souls, close to the realm of listening to the rain, about fifteen zhang away from the left back." ”

After a pause, Picking Leaves said again: "I can't sense it anymore, that guy is a little tricky, he has a magic weapon on his body, and he has already noticed it." ”

Chen Anzhi was slightly stunned when he heard this, the flower blossom sword formation is very strong, but it is a complete sword formation, now Chen Anzhi only has three weapons, one of which is not a sword, and there is no sword in the direction of Gen due west, plus because of the lack of spiritual energy now, he is a little uncertain about whether he can kill the monk of Ning San Soul.

So he set his eyes on Fang Xiaoshang, the realm of turning into three spirits is also a genius, Chen Anzhi thought about it, as if he had made up his mind, and said: "Can I ask you? After the matter is completed, I will give you the second half of the book, not silver taels." ”

Picking leaves asked in his heart: "Isn't that a lonely book? There is no second half at all." ”

Chen Anzhi gritted his teeth and replied: "Then I'll write the second half for him." ”

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Picking the leaves was speechless for a while, and simply stopped paying attention to him.

Fang Xiaoshang was stunned for a moment at first, but then reacted and struggled for a while, "I don't want to kill people." ”

Chen Anzhi shook his head and said, "You don't need to do it, you just need to sit in the center and supply the aura." ”

Fang Xiaoshang was still a little uneasy, "But that's also an accomplice!"

Chen Anzhi's eyes gradually condensed, and he suddenly sneered: "You come here with me, if I fail, you will also be killed by them, and none of these people have clean hands." ”

After all, a young man who is ignorant of the world, although he is smart, he was still choked by this sentence, and after careful consideration, he was relieved: "Are you sure I don't need to do it?"

Chen Anzhi nodded firmly, stood up and walked to the side.

Fang Xiaoshang had a struggling look on his face, and finally made up his mind, walked to the center of the sword formation, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and had a faint milky white aura floating.

Chen Anzhi walked to the west direction, silently reciting the sword trick in his heart, only to see the bluestone tremble in an instant, the long sword floated in the air above the bluestone, and the wisps of aura floated away from Fang Xiaoshang's body in three different directions like water, and then there was a silver glow, as more and more aura gushed out, the silver glow and the aura condensed into a line, the sword intent and the aura blended, and the thousands of threads of aura reflected each other, filling this barren grassland.

In the eyes of some small sect kingdoms, it seems that they have spent a lot of effort and price, in fact, these spies as combat power for these big dynasties, although they are painless figures, they are very strong in hiding skills, and they are also quite experienced.

Among them, the monk who condensed the three souls was Gu Yu from Penglai Mountain in Dongpinghai, a few days ago, when the junior brother went down the mountain, the master always felt restless on the mountain, worried that things would change, and ordered him to go down the mountain with him, and handed him the bamboo flute with outstanding perception, so that it could play a miraculous effect at the necessary moment.

It's a pity that no matter how safe you are, you will eventually lose to a sword spirit covered in wounds.

The so-called chess is a bad move, and that's it.

At the moment when the leaves were picked, the two people here had already disappeared in the eyes of the spies, and they couldn't detect it even if they were aware of the aura, and they waited for another hour, but they never saw anyone, and they would inevitably have some doubts, but years of experience told them to wait here.

The Penglai disciple was puzzled, and asked Gu Yu in a heartlake voice, "Senior Brother Gu, what trick is this Chen Anzhi playing?"

Gu Yu couldn't sense Chen Anzhi's existence left and right, and he was also a little puzzled, and shook his head gently.

The Penglai disciple sneered and sneered: "The master is too, isn't he just a waste of the Transformation Realm, as for spending so much effort to spy on him? ”

Regarding Chen Anzhi's identity, the matter is very important, and the high-level officials of Penglai Mountain did not mention it to their disciples, but only said that they should truthfully report to the master what he did every day, and not hurt Chen Anzhi's life.

Gu Yu sneered and said: "Even if it's waste, we have to look at it, don't worry, this mission is over, senior brother will take you to Hualou and Huajiu, tsk, the little lady in there is really memorable." ”

As he spoke, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips gently.

However, Gu Yu didn't have too much aftertaste, after all, he was a seasoned spy, and he knew which was more important, so he suddenly remembered the bamboo flute given to him by his master, and hurriedly took it out to use it.

The spies of other forces looked at the two people who suddenly fled, and were extremely surprised, and before they could react, the front suddenly lit up.

It's the light that comes up.

At this moment, two figures, three bluestones, two swords and one sword, appeared in front of everyone in the bright light of the white flowers and the sudden drizzle.

Within twenty zhang, the aura peach blossom void bloomed, thousands of flowers, hanging in the aura silk thread, as if the branch was low, there was sword energy in the stamen, and countless sword lights were like drizzle, with the action in Chen Anzhi's hand, it was blown by a gust of wind, and the white sword qi peach blossom flew upside down, flying towards the sky with a bang.

"Flowers bloom. ”

Chen Anzhi's voice was not loud, like a drizzle of spring breeze, falling on the hearts of these people, but it made people feel that this was the most terrible sentence in the world.

At the same time, the peach blossoms were blooming, and the sword qi became more and more powerful and amazing.

The breeze is chaotic, and the spring rain is sudden.

A peach blossom, a sword aura.

The brilliant white light burst out, and the crazy scattered sword qi instantly surrounded this place, like a mountain torrent and mudslide after a heavy rain, white and boundless, and in the fierce sword qi flood, there were red splashes from time to time.

Fang Xiaoshang closed his eyes and pondered, but he didn't open his eyes, but he really heard the muffled sound of sword qi cutting flesh, as well as the mournful scream, his body trembled a little at the moment, and he closed his eyes even harder.

This torrent of sword qi didn't last long, and soon spread out like a stream of water, gradually dissipating.

The ancient trees were broken, the mountains and rocks were broken, and countless towering trees were all cut off by the sword qi, revealing a messy place.

Chen Anzhi slowly opened his eyes, but his brows were tightly locked, and he quickly swept to the side of the leaf picking sword, held it in his hand, and looked ahead with solemn eyes.

Gu Yu struggled to stand up, throwing away only half of the bamboo flute full of cracks in his hand, which was able to stabilize his body, and the first time he saw the sword qi, he urged the bamboo flute magic weapon to resist in front of him, but even so, he still suffered a very serious injury, the flesh and blood bloomed, revealing white bones, and terrifying wounds covered his body.

Gu Yu's eyes were red, he saw his junior brother being pierced through his throat by the sword qi in front of him, and he lost his life without even saying a word, he had killed people, but it was the first time he saw someone close to him killed, and when he saw Chen An again, his heart was already filled with anger.

Gu Yu spat on blood and saliva, his expression became hideous, he stared at Chen Anzhi deadly, shook his wrist, a bamboo gun flew out of the step bag and held it in his hand, gritted his teeth and said: "If you suffer a thousand knives, if you don't kill you today, I won't be surnamed Gu." ”

After saying that, Gu Yu's body moved slightly, disappearing from sight in an instant, and the next moment, a condensed red streamer wrapped in a spear suddenly appeared in front of Chen Anzhi, like lightning striking the air, slashing from the top of his head downward.

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