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Time is like flowing water, and soon it will be the day of Wang Chongyang's July 7.

Zhou Botong played with the talisman figure in his hand written in ink on rice paper, and asked, "Senior brother, where do you plan to hide the first volume of the Nine Yin True Scripture?"

Sikong Zhan was still busy practicing the talisman, and replied without looking back: "I haven't thought about it yet." ”

Zhou Botong said distressedly: "I can't make up my mind either. ”

Sikong Zhan's eyes were surprised, he clearly remembered that Zhou Botong buried the first volume of the Nine Yin True Scripture in Yandang Mountain, and after that, he was deceived by Huang Yaoshi and his wife when he buried the next volume of the Nine Yin True Scripture.

"You haven't thought about it?" Sikong Zhan put down the brush.

"Nope. ”

Is the plot going to be changed by himself, Sikong Zhan subconsciously came up with this idea, he smiled indifferently: "The world is so big, how can there be a place where the scriptures cannot be hidden, after we go down the mountain, we will always find a good place." ”

Zhou Botong thought about it, picked up the brush that Sikong Zhan had just put down, and copied it according to the pattern in his hand.

Sikong Zhan said funny: "How many times have I told you, it's useless, only I can." ”

"I don't believe it. ”

"Believe it or not, this talisman must be cultivated to be feasible, although the Quanzhen Gong is created according to the innate skill, after all, it is a step worse, and it is useless for you to draw it. ”

Sikong Zhan said, according to his thoughts, how could the internal force of the Quanzhen Gong be compared to the true qi of the Innate Gong, and furthermore, the effect of the Quanzhen Gong in nourishing the soul could be compared to the authentic Foundation Building Exercise?

Zhou Botong smiled: "Aren't you the same as me." ”

"It's different, I've been practicing cloud seals and thunder patterns, and when I'm completely familiar with them, I'll try to draw talismans. And my current skills are still shallow, I can't hold on a few times, and practicing talismans doesn't have much effect, so it's better to talk about it later. ”

After the two chatted a few words, Zhou Botong left.

Sikong Zhan rested for a while, and began to practice the mantra again, the mantra is relatively simple, but the spell is very troublesome, each spell is very awkward, must be recited accurately, and then according to a certain strange rhythm into a spell, a little difference, the spell can not resonate with the heaven and earth, lose its effectiveness.

After lunch, Sikong Zhan practiced the Quanzhen Sword Technique and Jin Yan Gong, both of which he had mastered, and sometimes he also studied the Tiangang Beidou Array and the Sanhua Juding Tent.

He didn't want to be competitive and chivalrous when he practiced martial arts, firstly, it could be used for self-protection, and secondly, it was more convenient to understand martial arts.

In the end, Sikong Zhan either went to the Jade Void Cave to turn over, or consulted the three internal skills that he was familiar with.

Sikong Zhan has been in an orderly manner during this period of time, and his life is both busy and fulfilling, because his true qi has increased, and his innate skills have naturally broken through to the seventh grade, and his strength has steadily improved.

In the early morning of the second day, outside the mountain gate of the Quanzhen Sect, Sikong Zhan and Zhou Botong stood side by side, and the seven sons of Quanzhen followed behind.

Looking into the distance, the fog gathers and disperses, steaming up and down, the mountains are continuous, there is no boundary, can not help but make people's hearts happy, and then overlook the foot, the ancient Baisen forest, in a withering late autumn season, more vibrant.

"Blessing is like the long flowing water of the East China Sea, and the longevity is better than the old pine of Nanshan. Sikong Zhan sighed.

The two went all the way down the mountain, and at the Puguang Temple at the foot of the mountain, they decided to separate.

"Senior brother, do you still remember what Senior Brother said about the wizard who claims to be a non-Confucian, non-Taoist and non-monk?"

"It was Huashan who won the master brother in the name of fighting wine and asked for the view of the true scriptures. ”

"That's right, the world is big, there are countless hermits, and the senior brother should not be strong. Sikong Zhan was a little relieved that Zhou Botong was not going to be next week, and deliberately reminded.

Zhou Bodao: "Don't worry, I know." ”

"By the way, no matter who you meet, don't mention anything about the Nine Yin True Scripture, even if someone else mentions it, don't pay attention to it, it's likely that that person is testing you.

Remember, even if it's an acquaintance, it's not okay, like the northern beggar, the eastern evil, you must pay attention. ”

"Got it, take care. ”

"Take care. ”

Seeing Zhou Botong's figure disappear into the distance, Sikong Zhan said in his heart: "I can help you here, if you are still deceived by Huang Laoxi, you can only consider yourself unlucky." ”

With the long sword on his back, Sikong Zhan went in the other direction, he not only went out this time not only to find a place to bury the Nine Yin True Scripture, but also to go to Xiangyang, looking for the valley where Dugu sought defeat and seclusion, he had been coveting the snake gall there for a long time.

Poor literate, rich and martial, and a monk who broke his family.

Although there are pills used to enhance skill in the Star Tribulation Sutra, it is a pity that there are a lot of materials needed, and one of them is still very expensive, and the Quanzhen Sect can afford to buy it, but Sikong Zhan doesn't dare to try it, who knows what he, a novice, can toss out.

Thinking about it, it is better to take the opportunity of burying the Nine Yin True Scripture, and by the way, go to find those snakes that can increase their skills, no cost, quick results, and high standard benefits.

The Quanzhen Sect was in the area of Fanchuan in the Qin region, and at this time it was ruled by the Jin State. In the first paragraph, perhaps because of the prestige of the Quanzhen Sect, except for the depression after the military fire and robbery, Sikong Zhan did not encounter robbers and robbers and Jin people to do evil.

Walking to a certain distance, Sikong Zhan suddenly heard the sound of crying and scolding in front of him, and there was a team of Jin soldiers who were ** a Han family woman, the woman kept crying, and her family was kneeling and begging, and the Jin soldiers were laughing and leaning back, pointing and pointing, and taking pleasure in it.

"Dad, mother, save me!"

"Uncle, I beg you, let my daughter go. ”

"Hahaha,......"

......

"Golden dog. ”

Sikong Zhan's face was so difficult that he could feel good in his heart? As a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, the road is uneven, and he should be chivalrous and righteous.

Sikong Zhan took out his sword and put away his sword, he didn't ask for anything in return, and immediately left.

Jin Ren's laughter stopped abruptly, and the smile on his face was still there when he died. The woman's family felt a flower in front of them, and when they saw that these people had no chance to die, their hearts were so happy that they thought that the sky had eyes.

When he saw the blood stains on the corpse, he realized that he was fortunate to meet the help of a chivalrous warrior, and when he looked around, he saw that a young Taoist priest with a long sword had drifted away.

The family knelt on the ground and bowed three times to thank Sikong Zhan for saving his life.

After the killing, Sikong Zhan's face was cold, he had no intention of playing, sped up his pace, hurried south, and finally arrived in Qingyang County.

After entering the city, people came and went on the streets, shouting and selling, and there was a lot of noise.

The dilapidated and desolate scenery of the road, Sikong Zhan rarely showed a smile at the moment, and watched it on the street with great interest.

A big man also looked left and right, followed by a few younger brothers, a ruffian and a scoundrel, didn't pay attention for a while, and actually crashed into Sikong Zhan, Sikong Zhan is so sensitive, a wrong body shape, the big man immediately fell to the ground, he got up and scolded: "Who, I don't walk long and hit the big ......."

He was dumbfounded halfway through his speech, and saw that although Sikong Zhan looked young, he was carrying a sword and was not a person to be messed with, so he immediately changed his tone and said: "The villain should be damned, are you okay, uncle?"

The onlookers burst into laughter, this big man changed his face so quickly, it was like a trick. Sikong Zhan thought that he would be bullied by the little minions like the protagonists in the novel, but this big man was quite eye-catching, and he naturally didn't remember the villain, but said: "Get out." ”

The big man and his younger brother immediately fled in panic.

Sikong Zhan is actually quite proud in his heart, he used to have some protagonists who were found fault with some unpopular characters, and then things were like snowballing, and the small ones were beaten, the big ones were hit, the big ones were beaten, the old ones were beaten, the old ones were beaten, a group of people came, one stubble after another, continuously.

Every time it's like this, he is troubled, and sometimes he even suspects that those protagonists with strong martial arts are not in a normal mind, who is willing to dress up as a pig and be low-key, and he is still upset when he is found wrong, so he can say that he deserves it.

Normal people know that bullying the weak, a guy who is not easy to mess with, who is sick to provoke.

Feeling this, Sikong Zhan was afraid that others would bully him, so he deliberately brought a long sword, and the result was surprisingly good.

Sikong Zhan was in a good mood, and then walked down the street, where there were many shops on both sides of the street, and small vendors could be seen everywhere, many novel gadgets he had never seen before.

"Sparrow Fairy Building. ”

At the corner of the cross, Sikong Zhanjia Inn, there are three gilded characters on the plaque, walking in, ready to stay in the hotel.

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