Chapter Ninety-Eight: Sit, Drink, and Roll

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Su Fu climbed over a hill, and the sound of water flowed in his ears, and his spiritual sense probed, and there was a stream about five feet wide in front of him, which was meandering downward.

After passing through a slope of sixty or so feet, the stream was close in front of him, he squatted down to check the water source first, and there was no abnormality, so he took two sips, the spring water of the ancient forest was clear and sweet, cool through the heart, and let it regain some spirit.

Spread out the map to identify the direction, set his own direction, then jumped over the stream and continued up, on the opposite side of the stream are a patch of thick and tall deciduous trees, different varieties, extremely dense, less leaves, the line of sight is steep and a little wide, but also allows him to retract the spiritual sense, maintain the spiritual sense for a long time, it is very mentally draining.

After walking for more than two hundred zhang, he was already close to the mountainside, but at this moment, Su Fu suddenly stopped, and he stood on a thick branch.

In front of him was a life-tall rock, and in the moonlight it was clearly visible that it was covered with moss, and on top of it stood a man.

"It's you!"

Su Fu knew that he had miscalculated, so he slowly unfolded his spiritual sense, searched the surroundings, and his face was cold: "I really didn't expect that you would dare to appear in front of me alone, or do you mean that your two brothers are ambushed around?"

This person was dressed in white for condolence, with a white cloth tied to his arm, and a pair of peach blossom eyes full of hatred, but he had no intention of making a move, and he was one of the five immortals of Taiyuan.

"Jue Yuan will never let you go, he has a kind of beast control method, can communicate with beasts, and has been entrenched in this place for decades, he is extremely familiar with this place, you want to rush at night, and then get out of his control, it is completely impossible. ”

Mixed Yuan gritted his teeth and said: "I have already recognized the face of Jue Yuan, and persuaded Sheng Yuan to leave many times, but he refused to listen to me, and finally died, I don't blame you, I only hate Jue Yuan, I have no other purpose in looking for you, if you want to escape from Jue Yuan's pursuit, killing him is the best choice." ”

"Huh!"

Su Fu smiled, and Bi Youjian pointed at him and said, "I can also choose to kill you, what do you think?"

"No, you're not going to kill me. Mixed Yuan was not afraid at all, and said: "I know the details of Jueyuan, if you agree to cooperate with me, I can tell everything I know, and Zhenyuan, who has been by Jueyuan's side for more than ten years, is loyal to him." ”

"If it weren't, I wouldn't need to look for you. ”

Hearing this, Nine Lives asked, "How did you find our traces?"

"You have the taste of the Chixia Qin, the Chixia Qin is refined by my own hands, I have followed this taste all the way, don't worry, if I want to get rid of the Jue Yuan, it will be difficult for him to find me, and I can't imagine that I will find you to cooperate. ”

Su Fu was condescending, stared at him lightly, and was silent for a long time before saying, "Tell me about your plan." ”

......

There is a lone wolf in the Taiyuan Mountains.

The lone wolf is another name for a person, another name for a monk.

In his early years, he was an inner disciple of a small sect in Shenzhou, in order to seek a higher realm, he betrayed his master, came all the way to Qingzhou, came to the Taiyuan Mountains, and crossed all the way.

He was not reconciled, so he practiced in the Taiyuan Mountain Range, and another ten years passed, he broke through the realm of Tongshen, reached the second realm of asking for emptiness, and embarked on the path of asking the heart again, but this time the results were even worse, the sword had an order, and each monk could only participate in the path of asking the heart three times.

But the third time he had already given up, in the past ten years, he had continued to hunt and kill the monks in the Taiyuan Mountain Range, and won the name of the lone wolf, and his real name was gradually forgotten.

The lone wolf felt that he had really hit a big luck this time, and the wood spirit that was rare in the entire true world was actually touched by him, and he still fell into a little demon spirit with a single cultivation as a low, which was really a favor of heaven.

This ancient forest is full of fallen leaves, some have been corrupted, scattering the smell of decay, the chase lasted for two hours, and when the lone wolf himself could not continue, the little demon spirit finally fell, he pressed his heart, and the fallen leaves were stepped on by him to make a 'creaking' crisp sound.

The lone wolf put away his iconic longbow, he was about forty years old, his real age was already in his fifties, and the monk was only a hundred years old if he didn't condense his knots, which meant that he had to succeed in condensation in the remaining fifty years before he could increase his lifespan.

He approached slightly, and saw that the little demon spirit's eyes were closed, not as if it was fake, but he didn't know that when the demon spirit body was unconscious, it would return to its main body.

When he reached out to touch it, Zhu'er suddenly opened his eyes, and the green bamboo sword appeared out of nowhere, and suddenly stabbed at the lone wolf.

The lone wolf smiled coldly, his body was suddenly covered with a layer of light, and he actually touched the Divine Forbidden Stone to block this thorn, the bamboo had run out of oil, and the lamp had dried up, she closed her eyes in despair, and then gradually turned into light, and a storage bag fell from her waist, and then the body suddenly jumped out of the storage bag, but the lone wolf was startled.

Before the wood spirit demon is still conscious, the body can be placed in the storage bag, but there is no spiritual energy to moisten, and it will wither quickly, so as soon as she is unconscious, the body will automatically jump out of the storage bag, greedily absorbing the surrounding aura.

"Measure your little demon spirit, and you can't turn it out of the palm of my lone wolf's hand, hehe!

The lone wolf smiled, reached out to touch the bamboo body, and said to himself: "Hmm! It was originally cultivated by Huajiang bamboo, but it can be refined into a spirit sword, with a spirit sword, I can go back to Shenzhou, to seize the position of the master, I can't enter the sword fast, and it's not bad to go back and grab a master." ”

He picked up the bamboo storage bag and the green bamboo sword on the ground, threw it into his storage bag casually, prepared to check it afterwards, put away the bamboo body, and chanted a spell to put a layer of prohibition on the storage bag, lest she jump out to absorb the aura, and without the aura, she could be unconscious.

Then he paid attention to the coffin, frowned slightly, and wanted to open it, but he didn't move at all, and gently checked it, feeling that the weight was not light, and judging from the faint fluctuations on it, it should be a magic weapon, but I don't know what it is for, and what objects are placed in it?

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of breaking the air, he condensed slightly, suddenly turned around to pick it up, and looked at it, but it was a communication flying sword, a communication flying sword made of jade, delicate and small, he wondered in his heart, there are only a few people who can send him a communication flying sword, they are not busy looking for prey, but what message to me?

If you want to convey the Flying Sword to the target person you want to convey, you must record the other party's divine aura, and then silently recite the other person's name before you can pass the Flying Sword to the target person.

The lone wolf activated the flying sword, and the Transmission Flying Sword Path rose from the air, with a halo of light flowing, and then a mini blurred figure appeared, due to the material of the Transmission Flying Sword, the face could not be seen clearly, the only conspicuous thing was that the person had no hair on his head, and was bare, and as the information evolved, there was a deep sound coming out.

"Lone wolf Daoyou, I haven't seen you for a long time, have you been safe lately? My two brothers miss Daoyou very much, and they want to meet with Daoyou in the near future. There is also a big deal that wants to be with Taoist friends, and it is related to the transformation of wood into spirits......"

After that, the lone wolf didn't have the heart to look at it, and he sneered proudly on his face: "The wood spirit has fallen into the hands of Uncle Ben, and what you have done is useless......

Then he changed his mind, it would not hurt to go and see, to see what tricks they were playing, and thinking of this, he put away the coffin, and disappeared into the ancient wood forest in a flash.

......

Yuanci Mountain Sword House.

The young man who called himself 'Absolute Dust' walked into the hut and saw an old man in his fifties, who glanced around slightly, but only a tea case appeared.

After Ji Qingming came in, he squinted slightly and said, "Killed?"

"Can't be killed?"

Dusty Trail sat down and asked lightly.

"Definitely!" Ji Qingming poured a cup of tea for him, and said inexplicably: "If someone kills the moths in the Taiyuan Mountain Range, they can enter the inner door unconditionally, are you willing to take this errand?"

Juechen raised it unceremoniously and drank it, and then said lightly: "If it is a sword test, I will take it, otherwise I will refuse." ”

"Whether it is a test or not, you have to judge for yourself, sit and sit, drink tea, you can get out. ”

Ji Qingming suddenly rushed away, although his words were not polite, but his face was smiling, he was naturally happy in his heart, just now he opened his spiritual eyes to see that this peerless qualification is high-grade, the cultivation roots are excellent, and he is the first to arrive, which is very suitable for him.

Without saying a word, he walked out of the hut, found a corner and sat cross-legged, and silently began to cultivate, it was a cup of spiritual tea.