At least this little inn hasn't had so many people in years!

The taverns below were full of high-spirited young people from distant Qi countries.

But at this moment, a lonely figure came from a distance with a sword, and the figure was stretched by the yellow street lamp.

"Who?"

This person hadn't approached the inn yet, and dozens of meters away, he had been blocked by two Qi students with long knives in their hands.

The shouting seemed to alarm the people at the door, and five or six more people slowly approached with weapons.

The lonely man stopped under the light of the street lamp, and he was actually wearing the traditional robe of the Qi country, and it did not look like the Western dress of the international students.

And he already looked to be in his thirties, and his sideburns seemed to be gray, which looked very different from these young people in their early teens and twenties, who were in their prime.

He said indifferently: "In Xia Zhu San, I heard that a brother of Yin Sheng opened his magic and wanted to fight a duel with the Dongwei people, so he came to help in Xia!"

The international students breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "It turned out to be my own family, so it's easy to say, come on, come in." We are also afraid that those Dongwei people will be brazen and dare not duel, so they will come to attack Brother Yin overnight, and the so-called us will take the initiative to guard outside!"

When Zhu San heard this, he bowed his head slightly, but frowned again, and asked, "I don't know where Brother Yin is?"

"He's recuperating in the upstairs room, I'd better not disturb him!"

A young international student smiled and said, "Mr. Zhu San, you don't look like you're studying abroad......

Halfway through his words, he suddenly remembered something, and he was shocked and excitedly cheered: "Zhu San, you are the sword god Zhu San!"

When the international students in the tavern inside heard the movement, they all ran out involuntarily and saw the sword god Zhu San, showing both joy and admiration, as well as disgust and rejection, which seemed very complicated.

Zhu San, the sword god, is a rare master who opens the two knots of essence and qi and cultivates his internal qi to the innate realm, which is enough to kill a mage.

Back then, even when the great powers invaded, this sword god Zhu San made a move, and at least killed five mages from various countries.

Just this one time is enough to know how strong this person should be!

However, this person is a member of the Tian Yuan Sect, who has rebelled against the imperial court and launched uprisings all over the world. Wanted by the imperial court, he eventually went overseas......

Many of the international students have official statuses, and in the face of this sword god Zhu San, his mood is naturally extremely complicated.

That Zhu San didn't care about these people, but looked at a house on the second floor that was dark dozens of meters away, as if he sensed something.

A look of surprise appeared on his face, and then a smile turned into a smile.

At this time, Yin Shengzhi was in the inn on the second floor of the tavern, meditating with his eyes closed.

The window was not closed, and the half-hazy moon could be seen occasionally showing its face in the clouds.

A trace of moonlight shone into the window, shining on the magic crystal.

The moonlight shone into the magic crystal, and it seemed to have undergone a magical transformation, turning into an even more wonderful ray of light that shone back into Yin Shengzhi's divine aperture.

It's a strange place, a place that can't be found in the void, in the human anatomy, but it's real. Only those who open the divine aperture can see.

It was the only place of light in the midst of nothingness, as if it was the only light on the dark stage, resisting the invasion of darkness and expanding the light little by little.

At this moment, the moon disappeared and shrouded in thick dark clouds, and the light of the magic crystal also became dim.

Yin Shengzhi slowly opened his eyes at this time, took this piece of magic crystal, and showed an indescribable expression in his eyes.

"Good baby, good baby, having this thing by your side can not only take the initiative to absorb the power of the moon, but also make people feel calm and nourish the soul. Such a large piece is much stronger than any kind of auxiliary magic weapon.

Besides, there are many other uses for this thing, I just don't know about it!"

Yin Shengzhi sighed softly, but smiled with satisfaction: "With this thing, coupled with the thunderstorm tonight, I will definitely be able to successfully break through the ......."

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?" Yin Shengzhi asked.

A cautious voice came from outside: "Brother Yin, Senior Song San, the sword god came last night, and he wants to learn swordsmanship with you?"

A strange smile appeared on Yin Shengzhi's mouth: "Studying swordsmanship? This is for fear that I will lose, so he came to instruct me in swordsmanship, right?

It's just that how could I have traveled to this world after being hit by a car and dying in this life? Weird, weird......"

Thinking about the magic of the Nine Xuantong Divine Method, as well as the encounter of reincarnation through the tribulation, where did Yin Shengzhi have the heart to listen to people "pointing" to the swordsmanship at this time?

He said: "Tell the sword god Song senior for me, thank him for his kindness." But this method is not suitable for me, I naturally have a way to kill Hiroo Katori!"

These words were full of confidence, and the tone was also full of irrefutable, and there was no sound outside.

"Hmph, there's thunder tonight, as long as I can...... What's the point of just a prep mage?"

He smiled slightly, and said to the outside: "Don't bring me food for the past two days, and don't let anyone disturb me!"

As he spoke, he sat cross-legged and began to adjust his breathing.

Downstairs, Gao Xiancheng walked down the stairs very embarrassed and said to Zhu San: "Brother Yin said that he ......"

Sword God Zhu San smiled slightly, and didn't need him to continue, and said, "I have already said just now, Brother Yin is not waiting for leisure, and it is not difficult to kill a Katori Hiroo. You don't need my advice!"

"Ahh

Gao Xiancheng and everyone in the tavern were skeptical, how could Yin Shengzhi be so powerful?

Zhu San didn't explain, just looked at an inconspicuous figure, who was squeezing towards the door of the tavern, with a cold look in his eyes.

But he took a few steps, walked miraculously through the tavern full of friends, and then slapped the man who was about to walk out the door.

It was also dressed as an international student, and the head was so oily and slippery that it was impossible for a fly to stand.

At this moment, he was suddenly held down by someone, and he was startled, and when he turned around and saw that it was the sword god Zhu San, his legs were almost scared and weak.

"What are you going to do?" Zhu San asked lightly.

"Me, I pee?" the man panicked.

"Pee, why don't you go to the toilet!" Zhu Sandao.

The man nodded hurriedly, and said with a sad face: "I'll go to the toilet, I'll go to the toilet!"

"Slow, how did you reveal your waist card?"

Waist card?

What waist card?

This person was frightened and weak-hearted, and was slapped on the shoulder by Zhu Sanyi again, and the whole person suddenly softened on the ground.