Qian Jin watched the battle between them from a distance, and also heard the conversation between them, feeling a little ridiculous. That Kong Daoran is also right, and he still wants to forcibly ask others to be his Taoist companions, and people look down on him very much; if he wants to chase others, he must also show his sincerity and patience, not forcibly persecution, which is no different from robbery.

On the battlefield, Kong Daoran was a little annoyed and angry, "Wu Mengyi, you really don't agree? Then we have to arrest all your teachers and nephews." ”

Wu Mengyi snorted, "Kong Daoran, as long as you dare to touch a single of their cold hairs, I will kill them today, and you will be seriously injured if you don't die." ”

Kong Daoran's face was cloudy, but the strength of his attack did not change, and the offensive of the three male monks did not ease in the slightest. That Yuan Ying laughed and said, "Fairy Wu, let's go from Senior Brother Kong, your four senior nephews can't carry it for long." ”

Wu Mengyi shouted angrily, "Shen Yin, you are looking for death!" and stabbed at him with a flying knife.

Kong Daoran stabbed over and knocked the flying knife away, "Don't forget that I'm still here, Fairy Wu, don't try to resist anymore, we are a natural pair." ”

Wu Mengyi didn't answer, and attacked Kong Daoran one after another, and gradually moved towards the other battle group; Kong Daoran seemed to see her intentions, and intentionally or unintentionally blocked her to the periphery.

Qian Jin saw that if this continued, it would be a matter of time before the Chiba Sect and several people were defeated; when he saw a few women being bullied, he still felt a little unhappy; he quickly looked at the two battle groups, and shouted loudly, "I can't see a few big men bullying women." Hey, aren't you guys leaving?" he said, taking out a big knife and slashing at the hole with his head covered in the face.

Kong Daoran was stunned for a moment, and saw a Jindan cut himself in the later stage, and inadvertently blocked it with a sword, but he didn't expect that the power of this Jindan in the later stage was infinite, and he cut himself back again and again, and couldn't help but be very angry, "You are looking for death!"

Qian Jin didn't answer, and slashed at the sword he stabbed again, the sword was cut off and left his hand, Kong Daoran hurriedly stepped back and asked, "Who are you?

Qian Jin replied simply, "Passing, a few big men bullying weak women, I can't look past it." ”

At this time, Wu Mengyi had already driven away the early stage of the Yuan Infant and the two late stages of Jindan, and came to Qian Jin with three disciples with pale faces, and gave Qian Jin a salute, "Thank you for your help." ”

Qian Jin responded lightly, "It's just that the road is uneven." ”

Kong Daoran glanced at Qian Jin and the people of the Qianye Sect, greeted a few disciples, turned around and left, and the sword on the ground was gone.

Seeing that Kong Daoran and the others were gone, Qian Jin also flew away, he didn't say a word to them during the whole process, he didn't know how to communicate with others, and the women of the Qianye Sect didn't talk to him openly. As a result, Qian Jin's first righteous and courageous act was completed and he became a real unsung hero.

After walking 1,500 miles, Qian Jin entered the first city after coming to Beizhou-Jicheng, "I haven't slept in a bed for a long time, and I'll stay here tonight." After finding an inn, Qian Jin went out to the street. I ordered 20 sets of clothes, ate the special food of the market, experienced the boldness of the Beizhou people, and also saw the fierceness of the Beizhou people; I started to fight if I didn't agree with each other, and then drank after the fight.

At dinner time, Qian Jin walked into a restaurant with a lot of business and started to communicate with the diners. The tailwind ear is a good cheat, as long as whoever makes the sound, it can be in the ear.

Among the noisy voices of the sixteen tables of diners in the hall, the conversation between the two attracted Qian Jin's attention, and he turned his head to look in the direction where the sound came from, which came from the two people in the innermost corner. One looks feminine and the other has a hooked nose, both of which are in the late Yuan infancy.

The Yin Rou monk asked, "Brother Hua, can you be sure that it is a Mahayana cave?"

The monk surnamed Hua, "Brother Xiong, you can rest assured, I have investigated all of them, Zhu Jiyang's cave mansion in the late Mahayana period was expelled from the deacon of the sect by the Weiyuan Sect, one of the three major sects in our Northern Continent. ”

Monk surnamed Xiong, "How can the Weiyuan Sect expel a Mahayana master?"

Monk surnamed Hua, "This involves a catastrophe more than 2,000 years ago, he was implicated, the sect was also forced, and he secretly gave him a lot of compensation." ”

Monk Xiong, "Weiyuan Sect is so powerful, who else can force them?"

Monk surnamed Hua, "Being strong now does not mean that you were strong before, and being strong now does not mean that you will continue to be strong in the future; in the past two thousand years, the cultivation realm has changed endlessly, and the big sects have risen and fallen; there are too many examples of weak to strong, from strong to weak, and even to extinction." ”

Monk Xiong, "Wasn't the catastrophe more than 2,000 years ago caused by the chaotic war of the immortals?

Monk surnamed Hua, "According to my research, that chaotic battle was actually a battle between immortals and immortals. ”

The monk surnamed Xiong, "Stop, stop, what immortals? What immortals? Aren't we all immortals?

"Alas, it will not be clear for a while, very few people know the real cause of the war, and even fewer people know now." Let's not talk about it, but we'll talk about it later. How many people can you invite? But at least one person who understands the formation method and whose strength is not lower than that of the middle Yuan Infant period. ”

The monk surnamed Xiong, "I know one of the formation experts, who is an inner disciple of the Universiade Sect, and I will contact him when the time comes, and he often goes out on expeditions with us." ”

Monk surnamed Hua, "I see that the formation there is very complicated, and no one with a low level of formation can see through it, I hope he can crack that formation." ”

"Then I can only try, I hope he can do it." We'll meet here in ten days' time, and we'll see you there. ”

The two didn't talk about those topics that Qian Jin was interested in, but chatted about some things and trivial matters, and Qian Jin withdrew his attention.

"There was a catastrophe here more than 2,000 years ago? Brother Jinping didn't say it, didn't their family know about it? Qian Jin had made up his mind, so he began to eat and drink without hurry, and saw Hua and Xiong leave after checking out; Find a place where no one is, use the "Lost Trace" exercise to hide your body, and then follow the monk surnamed Hua.

Turning left and right, the monk surnamed Hua came to a medium-sized courtyard in the city and knocked on the door, and a person inside opened the door to see that it was him, and hurriedly bent down and said, "Master is back?" The monk surnamed Hua nodded and walked in directly.

Qian Jin pondered for a while, then dived underground, and followed the monk surnamed Hua into the courtyard, and followed him into his cultivation room. The life of this monk surnamed Hua is also very simple, in addition to three large bookcases, there is only one futon.

Seeing him take out a thick book and stand and start reading, it took two hours to see, Qian Jin waited a little impatiently, and he couldn't wait to immediately rush up and kill him to search for his soul. Think about it or forget it, I'm just here to find out about the situation, not to kill people, there's no need to do that.

Turning his head and looking around, there were a total of thirteen people in the Hua family at home, in addition to the monk surnamed Hua, there was also a female monk in the early Yuan Infant period, which was estimated to be a Taoist monk surnamed Hua, and there were three late Jindan, five middle Jindan and three early Jindan. It seems that the heritage of this Hua family is still good.

After three hours, the monk finally put down the book, turned around and walked out, took the door with him, and walked to the friar's room.

Qian Jin then came out of the ground, continued to hide, and began to look through other books. Judging from the top book along the side of the topic, they are all miscellaneous books and the like, and there are only seven books on exercises, including two swordsmanships, "Punching Fist", "One Stick Splitting the Sky", "One Sword in the Sky" and "Qingfeng Swordsmanship", two swordsmanship books of "Rolling Stone Knife Method" and "Drawing Knife", and one "Pushing and Grinding Palm" palm method.

Qian Jin hungrily copied all these seven exercises into his own sea of knowledge, "The sword has "Drawing the Sword", the knife has the "Drawing the Sword", is there a stick and "Drawing the Stick"?" The "Drawing Knife" first carefully studied, the principle is the same as "Drawing the Sword", emphasizing fast, ruthless, winning with speed, and overwhelming people with force, "This knife technique is about the strength and sink, and this "Drawing the Knife" is more demanding. is still the pursuit of speed and instant explosion, it seems that only fast is not broken, and it is overwhelming. ”

After practicing the "Drawing Technique" three times in Zhihai, Qian Jin set his eyes on the tome that the monk surnamed Hua had just read; It tells about the sights and anecdotes of various parts of the Xiuzhen Realm, and there are two pages of legends about the catastrophe more than 2,000 years ago. There are two cultivation modes in the immortal realm: one is to cultivate essence and spirit, and the other is to cultivate only qi and gods; the former has a strong physical body, more durable combat effectiveness, and more powerful explosive power, and all of them can fight across a large realm; in order to distinguish the difference between the two, the former is called an immortal, and the latter is called an immortal; later, for unknown reasons, a large-scale conflict broke out between the people of the two cultivation systems, and the mountain collapsed and the earth was torn apart, and the immortal world was without light. Later, the bigwigs of both sides came forward to make peace, which made the big war not completely destroy the cultivation world. After this battle, there were no three out of ten immortal series, and there were heavy losses, but the number of immortal series was originally very small, and the losses in this battle were also very large, resulting in fewer monks in this series in the immortal world. After reopening the immortal realm, the people of the immortal system stipulated: At that time, those above the golden pill could all go together as long as they were willing to go to the immortal realm; but the immortal series must be human immortals or ghost immortals to enter; from now on, those who ascend to the immortal realm must be Mahayana after three tribulations before they can ascend.

Qian Jin was shocked by this secret news, and his face was a little cloudy, "Could it be that my Zhenhai Sect cultivates the Immortal Exercises? How can the immortals go to the earth? Will they be more suppressed in the future?" After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure it out, "It seems that he has to search his soul, it is estimated that he knows more than that, besides, only he can know where the tomb is." ”

Turning his head to look at the friar's room, the big steel cannon burst into rage, and a huge tent was propped up with his trousers on top of it, and the two of them were engaged in the prelude to hand-to-hand combat, and the room was already full of lustful rain and melody.

Qian Jin immediately turned his head, closed his eyes, and said silently in his heart, "Don't look at incivility, don't listen to incivility, don't speak incivility, and don't move incivility." Enduring the boiling of blood, burrowing into the ground, and constantly chanting these sixteen words, after two hours, it was difficult to regain his composure, "Alas, the life of a lone man is sad." ”

In less than forty minutes, the monk surnamed Hua returned to his cultivation room and sat down on the futon. Qian Jin looked at him from the ground and thought hatefully, "This guy lasted for fifty minutes at most, what a waste of resources." ”

After returning to a normal state with a large steel cannon and a little sober mind, Qian Jin began to slowly rise to the ground, aimed at his faint point, and pointed at it; when the monk surnamed Hua felt that something was wrong, he was already unconscious, and the person fell to one side.

Qian Jin hurriedly held it to prevent it from falling to the ground and making a sound, and then stretched out his palm to press on the top of his head - to search for souls.