Chapter 939: Cultivation is to destroy the sect
In the northern border of the vast territory, the Zhuwu Principality is not well-known among the principalities under the name of the Daqian Holy Dynasty. The southwest road of Bianzhou, the majestic city in the southeast, is a backcountry and war-torn country. In this place, the folk customs are fierce, the warriors are even more vulgar, and the monster often appears.
Fireworks in March, the grass grows and orioles fly, and the fragrance of flowers all over the mountains and plains blows towards "Shanying Town". Passing through the only two streets, it blows past the bodies of a large number of wandering warriors, bodyguards and ferocious-looking men. , and turned into a strong smell of sweat and feet.
"Xiankai Kezhai" is a newly opened Kezhai. The locust wood signboard is crooked, with four characters of dragons and phoenixes dancing on it. There is a yellow dog and three beggars lying in front of the gate. Everything looks so... random.
"With a radius of a hundred miles, I can kill whoever I want. Whoever dares to mess with me doesn't want to live anymore? Sooner or later, Han Wu's grandson will do it!"
There is a tyrant in the town, who owns a bodyguard agency and two gambling houses. He has connections in the government and the army. He is also a formidable Yangshi master and has at least thirty lives on his hands. He leads a group of wolves and tigers. His men strode over, slapped away three beggars, bypassed the little yellow dog and entered the guest village, found a table to sit down, and slapped the table hard: "Ten kilograms of roasted knives, thirty kilograms of cooked beef, you want Hurry!"
"Okay!"
The waiter quickly came out with the food and drinks, and put them down respectfully, "Master Ma, please use them slowly!"
Ma Sanye grabbed the beef and tasted it. He spat it out and said angrily: "Why are you so sexy today? Don't you want to live anymore?"
He hasn't left yet. The waiter at the far shop turned pale with fright and stammered: "Master Ma, Master Ma..."
"If you don't want to eat, get out of here, I'll give you the face, you piece of shit!"
A lazy voice suddenly came from the lounge chair behind the counter.
Ma Sanye's face changed, his eyes were full of fear, and then he smiled like a chrysanthemum: "Oh! Master Xin is here today? Aren't you afraid of smashing your old man's sign? Isn't that right? Okay, I don’t allow it!”
The voice behind the counter said: "I braised that piece of beef!"
Ma Sanye's expression changed again, he clapped his hands heavily, and said decisively: "I see, I'm just saying, this is not coquettish, that is dragon meat from heaven. Generally good taste, look at my bad mouth!”
"Plop" he knelt down and ate back bit by bit the meat residue he had just spit out. While eating, he was moved to tears: "The meat braised by Mr. Xin is so delicious that even an emperor wouldn't replace it!"
As he spoke, he stood up and ran to the counter. He nodded and bowed, took out dozens of taels of gold and put it down. He said with a disgusting look on his face: "Master Xin, please protect me." "Guardian, don't you just look down on me? My daughter is fifteen years old and has a pretty face. I'll bring it to you tonight. Don't you just look down on me?"
There is a tyrant in the town who wants to kill her! The diners and subordinates around the key were not surprised at all, and even looked full of envy and jealousy on their faces.
What an honor it is to be able to say a word to Master Xin!
Xin Zhuo sat up at the counter, collected the gold, and said casually: "If I want the gold, my daughter will be spared, it's boring!"
Mr. Ma had a disappointed look on his face, but he didn't dare to show it too much. He ran back and tasted the beef seriously, like a fairy.
Xin Zhuo lay back down again out of boredom.
It has been three months since they came out of the Qihuang Forbidden Land. There is no news about the old ghost master and the others. Gongsun Li has already gone out to inquire, and the situation in the northern Xinjiang is a mess. The reason is very simple. The "catastrophe of all races" will The news of a catastrophe for the human race in which no one can be spared has spread widely. Big sects, small sects and even the Holy Land Cave Heaven are all frantically searching for resources.
Resources are limited, so naturally we have to fight for them, and to fight for them, we have to kill people.
No one really pays attention to what Xin Zhuo is.
There are still a little more than two years before the holy Linyuan rises from the Buddha Mountain in the sea.
He stretched out his hand, and a hint of the Eight Saints' aura appeared on his fingertips.
That’s right! That day, he broke into the Qihuang Forbidden Land and collected a lot of luck. He broke through another door in three months.
But the ninth and tenth gates are as solid as rocks, and there are huge amounts of luck, true energy and martial arts stones. He asked Gongsun Li that his needs were ten times as much as hers back then.
He has tried to offer sacrifices to spirits everywhere. Sorry, Wang Yuejing doesn’t like him. Where are there so many opportunities left for you to offer sacrifices to spirits?
For the current plan, there is only one way: to destroy the sect, to destroy the big and small sects or major forces, although it is a bit cruel.
In this ghost town, he completely sacrificed his soul and gained all his luck on the first day he arrived. It was a pity that the bullies in this town were a drop in the bucket, but they were dealt with submissively.
At this moment, his ears twitched and his figure disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared, he had already reached a women's boudoir on the second floor.
I saw Gongsun Li sitting cross-legged in a leisurely manner, drinking tea, dressed in green clothes, with a graceful figure and a handsome face. He did not look like a terrible saint who had lived for hundreds of years!
"Senior sister is back? How is it?"
Xin Zhuo sat aside and poured a cup of tea by himself.
Gongsun Li frowned slightly: "There is no news at all, but several close friends of the master seem to have been born, but unfortunately there is no news!"
Xin Zhuo pondered for a moment and said: "On the mountain Did the disciple ever ask? "
Gongsun Lidao: "I went to Daqian and met Prince Jing Ji Pixuan. Unbeknownst to him, I met a quasi-saint girl named Jiang Nuying on the way. , she said she knew you and called you uncle!"
Xin Zhuo was moved and asked: "What did she say?"
Gongsun Li said: "She was tying a dragon in the Evil Dragon Abyss at the time. She was injured, and I treated her. She asked me if I was from the Qihuang Medical School, and then asked about you. She also said that her family wanted to let you go back. I will give you the treatment of a legitimate son and all the resources, it’s up to you!”
Looking at Xin Zhuo’s face closely as he spoke.
Xin Zhuo smiled indifferently: "What I'm asking is, does she have any news about her master?"
Gongsun Li breathed a sigh of relief: "Girls are just juniors, how can they know?"
Xin Zhuo asked again: "When you came back, was there anyone following you?"
Gongsun Li said: "Senior sister is a saint and has traveled seven thousand miles. Where is there anyone?"
Xin Zhuo nodded and tapped the table with his fingers.
"Seeing that the Buddha Mountain in the Falling Sky Sea is approaching, the eight gates of the Quasi-Sage have been broken, and there are still two gates left. What are your plans?" Gongsun Li asked.
"I have my own plans." Xin Zhuo said: "Sister Youlao is waiting at the guest village!"
"When are you leaving?"
"These days!"
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In spring, the temperature is moderate and the sunshine is just right, making people feel sleepy.
Xin Zhuo was lying behind the counter, squinting his eyes. There were words written under the desk in front of him, such as "Guimen Sect", "Kaitian Sheng Sect", "Huangquan Sect", and "Big Buddha Temple" etc. The focus is on "Huangquan Sect".
That's right, this ghost super sect, who had been chasing me back then, was actually here in the northern border.
Well, it can be destroyed!
There are many diners in the store at this time, but they are all quiet. Even when paying the bill, they are very gentle, for fear of disturbing the people behind the counter.
At this moment, a pig-killing voice came from outside, wailing: "Master Xin, help! Master Xin, save me..."
That third master Ma staggered. Ran in, mouth flowing Bloody, messy hair, and in a state of embarrassment, when he arrived at the counter, he knelt down and kowtowed: "Master Xin, I have always regarded you as my biological father. You may not be able to ignore me!"
"You are a master of Yang Reality!"
Xin Zhuo said slowly.
The warriors in this world have different personalities. Some are immortal, some are good at fame, some are greedy for money and lust, and some prefer worldly wealth. This has nothing to do with realm. Warriors never cultivate their state of mind.
Ma Sanye belongs to the latter.
Ma Sanye stood up immediately, looking like a master of martial arts: "Master Xin is right, the thing is like this... Chunlanyuan, the small rival Han Wu, received a batch of good goods today. , they are all female cultivators from the Earth Immortal and Yin realms. They are very good-looking. I sincerely went to learn from each other and fell in love with a girl named Yaya.
As a result, Miss Na Yaya said that she was a pure shepherd, and Han Wu happened to be present. He invited a master from somewhere, whose strength was unfathomable, and he easily injured the little one...
Don't Look at the Monk Looking at the Buddha's face, the young one belongs to Mr. Xin, and this matter..."
Xin Zhuo laughed and scolded: "Damn you, you are obviously trying to force yourself into the Qing Dynasty, but you didn't succeed, and you were beaten. ! "
Ma Sanye blushed: "This..."
"But I like this Tao. ”
Xin Zhuo stretched out, rolled up Mr. Ma, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the gate of a large brothel with carved beams and painted beams in the most prosperous area of the town.
There are bursts of vocal music inside, the singing and dancing of orioles, the intoxicating aroma wafts out far away, and there are a group of girls upstairs, with the indifference of warriors and the reserve of ladies on their faces, it is very... attractive .
This reminded Xin Zhuo of the first time he entered Fufeng City in Fulong Mountain. The "little fairies" in this world were very good at playing with flowers, waving their sleeves and saying: "Let's go!"
"Please, Mr. Xin!" Ma Sanye stood straight and led the way.
Enter the brothel, the hall is full of splendor, rugged warriors sit and drink in front of each other, girls with slender waists are flying like sparrows, and there are a large group of topless girls in the main hall dancing a blood-spraying dance .
Mr. Ma pointed to the "art stage" on the second floor, where a graceful woman playing the piano with a veil and picturesque features said: "She is Miss Yaya!"
"Not bad!"
Xin Zhuo chuckled, flashed to the woman's side, hugged the girl, sat aside, lifted the woman's veil, and raised her chin: "You broke your throat today, and no one came to save you. !”
This girl’s cultivation in the Yin Void Realm was caught off guard, and she was terrified. She screamed, and then the terrifying extremely Yin Qi just broke out and dissipated, and her body became half weak. His face turned pale.
"Hahaha..." Mr. Ma, who was below, looked up to the sky and laughed, "As soon as Mr. Xin takes action, he will know whether there is something or not. It's really amazing!"
The entire brothel instantly became a mess.
"Ma Laosan, you evildoer!"
In a private room in the depths, more than ten people flashed out. The two leaders, one of whom looked like a forty-year-old, With three long beards and an upright look, he is none other than Han Wu, the powerful boss in the town.
The other person is a young man, wearing a bamboo hat, tall and steady, and there seems to be a lifeless puppet beside him.
Ma Sanye was not afraid at all at this moment: "What can you do to me?"
Han Wu looked angry, but he glanced at Xin Zhuo on the second floor and saluted: "Master Xin, why is this..."
Xin Zhuo played with the woman's beautiful face and looked at it. Coming down: "Why bother? I want this woman!"
Han Wu's face showed bitterness and he looked at the man wearing a bamboo hat next to him. The young man: "Uncle, this matter..."
The young man wearing a bamboo hat also looked towards the second floor and said softly: "Miss Yaya is my beauty. She has always been a prostitute but not her body. Please ask Mr. Xin... , hold your hand high!”
Xin Zhuo chuckled: “If I don’t do it, what can you do to me?”
The young man wearing a bamboo hat stopped talking and just took a step forward. The puppet behind him also took a step forward!
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the girl Yaya on the second floor looked at Xin Zhuo's handsome face and skin as fair as a woman's. Even her breath was sweet. What kind of cultivation is this? Because, I heard that saints are sweet, and from close contact, I know that this person's strength is terrifying. If all the evil people in the world are like this, how can there be evil people in the world? It makes people feel happy.
I couldn't help but said softly: "If Mr. Xin likes the appearance of the willows of the Nu family, the Nu family is willing to serve you and offer Yuan Yin!"
The whole hall was silent, this is really...
< br>Xin Zhuo’s train of thought was suddenly disrupted!
At this moment, the young man wearing a bamboo hat and the puppet, one from the left and one from the right, came quickly and said in a deep voice: "Death!" , heading straight towards Xinzhuo.
Next moment!
“Bang! Bang!”
Both the man and the puppet fell down. It was so domineering when it came, but it was so terrifying when it fell.
The entire brothel was quiet again. Wushuang opened his eyes and stared hard, unable to recover for a while.
Watch him fly up, watch him fall to the ground!
Ma Sanye and Han Wu were stunned, their scalps exploded, and the spiritual platform was in the ruins. They were so vulnerable. Who is this Master Xin?
The Yaya girl was startled at first, then her eyes were like water, and she blocked Xin Zhuo's neck, seemingly unwilling to let go.
Unexpectedly, at this time, the young man in the bamboo hat downstairs took the puppet and "swooshed" out of the brothel, and then disappeared into the wilderness outside the town. His escape talent was amazing.
Xin Zhuo also flashed and disappeared without a trace. When he reappeared, he was also in the wilderness. He looked at the young man's running back and said coldly: "Disciples of the Huangquan Sect, it's time for you to attack and help me become a saint. If I fall into the sea of Kong, I will definitely become a saint." Saint! ”
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, brothers! ! ! ! !
(End of this chapter)