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There are more than 90 members in the core gang of Tsing Yi Tang, and there are about 400 members on the periphery, managing a street about half a mile long. In the north of the city, it is quite powerful.

However, in the whole city, it is just a small person. The death of this person can't set off much of a storm. The government won't care, what the defenders in the city really care about is only the eastern city where the wealthy merchants live. A scoundrel like them, the life and death of underworld characters, no one will pay attention to it at all.

What Zhuang Wudao is really afraid of is the figure behind Shi Hu.

Yuecheng is rich in various mineral deposits, so it gathers countless shili in the country of Soochow, which are intertwined in the city. There are more than 300 Qi Realm masters in the city, to say the least.

Although Shi Hu's Golden Armor Xuangang Body is very good, it is a first-rate horizontal practice. After practicing for 20 years, it is difficult for ordinary swords to hurt his body.

However, before he reached the Qi Cultivation Realm, it was far from enough to gain a firm foothold in this city. Even Zhuang Wudao and his group of (see the fastest update) brothers also have a strong Qi cultivation behind their backs. can operate two casinos and three restaurants.

Shi Hu's death will definitely trigger riots and scramble around Shili. However, the one behind Tsing Yi Tang, what kind of attitude Zuihou will have, and whether he will avenge Shi Hu, is unknown.

At this time, what Zhuang Wudao wanted was a buffer of a few days, giving him the opportunity to deal with all this.

The corpses in the alley are very easy to deal with. There is a dry well nearby, and if you throw it into it, no one will notice it for a month or two.

And the traces of the battle here are easy to destroy. The most troublesome thing is actually these mining slaves, not some silver money can be disposed of.

Although the residence he chose was remote and not very populous. Yet there are sixty or seventy people who witnessed the battle today. They are all mining slaves who have no food and clothing, and they are so many people that they can sell them as long as others give them some money.

He didn't want to kill people, and it was difficult to do it, and he didn't lose his heart, so he had to think of another countermeasure. Later, most of his brothers would have to be called over and supervised their departure from the city by water. Don't dare to hope for too long, just suppress the news for three or five days, or even one or two days.

and Wu Xiaosi-

Zhuang Wudao sighed softly, his eyes sad. But then he took the rotten sword behind him in his hand, and looked at it carefully,

He could almost confirm that the will that controlled his body came from this rotten sword. He was also the culprit who killed his best friend!

However, Fang Cai's inexplicable will undoubtedly saved his life. It was supposed that he should be grateful, but at that time, the suddenness and the process of stealing and controlling his physical body were even more terrifying.

Zhuang Wudao was even more puzzled in his heart, what kind of origin did this rotten sword in his hand have?

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"You are the only one in ten thousand who can practice swords! If you learn swords with me, after 10,000 years at most, you can become a peerless immortal king!"

It's still that shadowy dream, a girl wearing a red palace dress and carrying a long sword, looking down condescendingly.

Zhuang Wudao habitually pinched his own dough. Without any pain, I knew that I was already in a dream at this time.

But at this time, he didn't have the impatience and panic of the previous few days, but looked at the girl floating in mid-air curiously.

The face of a woman of about fifteen or sixteen years old was already a little clearer. The facial features are not very clear, but just looking at this outline, it is already beautiful.

Zhuang Wudao looked around again, but he was shrouded in a mist, and he couldn't see the surrounding situation clearly. According to the experience of the previous three days in the dream, no matter which direction he walked, he could not find the end.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhuang Wudao began to try to communicate with the girl in front of him.

"And who are you?"

In fact, I didn't expect this palace girl to be able to answer, I remember that in the dream three days ago, this woman came and went like this - you are the only one in ten thousand who can practice swords! If you follow me to learn swords, at most ten thousand years later, you can be the peerless immortal king Yunyun.

There was no reaction to his subsequent questioning.

Today, however, the girl seemed to be stunned for a while, and then muttered to herself.

"Who am I? I'm Wuyan-no, I'm the sword spirit! Luo Qingyun, the sword spirit of the Qingyun Sword, you can call me Yun'er-"

After the girl finished speaking, she asked calmly, "Are you willing to follow me to learn the sword?"

Sword Spirit?

Zhuang Wudao remembered his rotten sword. Sure enough, there is a connection between the two. The woman in front of her is the spirit of the sword.

Even more secretly surprised, the ancient books all say that the sword has a spirit, and the sword spirit can even have its own wisdom like a human being, which is really the case.

I don't know if it's because of the life-saving grace not long ago, or the sword spirit in front of him, or the appearance of a beautiful woman, the evil feeling in Zhuang Wudao's heart receded slightly. With a strange look in his eyes, he continued to ask, "Why are you talking again today?"

"Linghe, Yihe!"

This Yun'er's voice was like a fairy music, but after the four words were finished, he no longer explained, his eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about something.

Zhuang Wudao was confused, so he could only make up his own guesses. In the legend, there are many supreme spirit swords, which need to be brought by the monk to their side every day to cultivate their spiritual thoughts in order to display their might. Some evil swords have to be poured with qi and blood every day, but the power is also incredible.

Could it be that he was in the same situation with this sword? Seven days ago, this sword had first come into contact with him. So the girl in the dream can only say that,

And in the past seven days, he has become more and more in contact with this sword, and he has a 'friendship'. So the spirit of the sword can talk to him and communicate with him?

"Then Miss Yun'er, why did you choose to practice boxing, not swordsmanship! ”

"It's sword intent!

is still cherishing words like gold, but Zhuang Wudao found that this 'Yun'er''s eyes were sloppy. It's clear that I'm still thinking about something. Obviously, this sentence is mostly just a subconscious response.

What does this mean?

The puzzlement in his heart was even stronger, and Zhuang Wudao continued to ask: "You said that after I practiced sword with you for 10,000 years, I could become a peerless immortal king." As far as I know, even a primordial god monk only has a lifespan of 600 to 1,000 years. And in this world, are there really immortals?"

"Ignorance!"

Na Luo Qingyun seemed to have finally come back to his senses, and with a soft snort, a cold breath suddenly filled the entire dream.

The gaze looked at it again, and Zhuang Wudao somehow felt a chill all over his body, as if he had a sword, pointing at his eyebrows.

"On top of the Yuan Shen you mentioned, there are also the five realms of practicing void, merging the way, returning to the yuan, Mahayana, and ascending to the immortals. After these five realms, you can be an immortal and enjoy a long life of 30,000 years! And the so-called peerless immortal king, as the name suggests, is the outstanding among the immortals! If you follow me to learn the sword, if you can not die after six or seven thousand years, you will be able to live forever!"

Zhuang Wudao was stunned this time, and he couldn't accept it. In his impression, a Qi Realm cultivator above the six-story floor was already a great person.

And the rumored Jindan Yuan Divine Realm is even more immortal. Just one person has the power to destroy a country.

It seems that the Dongwu Kingdom where he is located, because there is a Jindan ancestor sitting in the royal family, so it is faintly a small tyrant in the southeast.

In fact, there are many countries around that can compare their land and national strength with Dongwu, but because there are no Jindan monks, they can only look up to the snort of Dongwu.

If it weren't for the containment and deterrence of other great powers, the Eastern Wu State would have swept through the southeast and annexed the other countries.

Shocked in his heart, Zhuang Wudao shook his head again. What Yuan Shen, Practicing Void, Merging Dao, Returning to Yuan, and any immortals, they are all too far away from him, and he doesn't want to! He is now even a considerable distance away from the Qi Cultivation Realm where the monk has entered.

"Well, you're controlling my body http://

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"It's me!"

Na Yun'er nodded and said lightly: "You are the final choice of the Light Cloud Sword Master in my thousand years." If you are allowed to die. Yun'er needs to wait for another thousand years before she can choose the next master, which is too troublesome. Master, do you understand?"

There was no fluctuation in his tone, as if he was saying something that was just too common.

Zhuang Wudao couldn't help but blink, in other words, this light cloud divine sword did not choose more than one of his masters, so what about those sword masters before? Where are they now?

Could it be that it is no longer alive?

"I almost understand, but Miss Yun, are you going to snatch the lower body?"

This is what he really cares about the most, Zhuang Wudao doesn't want his body to be taken away by someone one day.

"I am the sword spirit, the sword is my body, what is the use of your body? Just now, it was just a matter of urgency, so Yun'er made an assertion and controlled people with a sword. ”

When Na Yun'er said this, she glanced at Zhuang Wudao's face, and said coldly: "If you are disgusted and unwilling, then in the future, I will never control your physical body without your active permission! ”

Zhuang Wudao secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and he still couldn't fully believe it in his heart, but at the moment, this situation can only be like this for the time being.

"And Wu Xiaosi-"

I want to ask this Yun'er, why did he kill Wu Xiaosi against his wishes. However, when the words came to his lips, Zhuang Wudao stopped again.

What is the point of accusing yourself at this time? Wu Xiaosi is already dead. What's more, at this time, he can't help this sword spirit named 'Luo Qingyun' at all.

Yun'er saw through his thoughts, snorted softly again, and said with dissatisfaction: "The benevolence of a woman! Now that you have cut off your robe and broken your righteousness, and your swords are facing each other, why do you need to keep your hand? Besides, what's the use of keeping him? Wait for this person to betray you in the future? Isn't it the master, and you still treat this person as a friend? You are my sword master, if there is any danger due to a moment of soft-heartedness, Yun'er will fall into a deep sleep again!"

Zhuang Wudao was silent, and the reason in his mind knew that Yun'er's words were actually not wrong.

However, in the past ten years, all the friendships that have been worked hard have not been erased so easily.

With a heavy heart, Zhuang Wudao shook his head and let go of the matter first. Then he asked tentatively: "You want me to learn the sword with you, I don't know where I should start first?"