Chapter 205: How many big monsters will be brought back!
"Xiahou, you are a bastard again. Last time you smashed my door. This time you smashed my door frame. Did I kill your father or rape your mother? Do you hate me so much?"
Yan Chixia blew her beard angrily and stared, heartbroken as she looked at the broken door frame.
Even the door frame has been destroyed. How will anyone be able to live there in the future?
"Brother Yan, after several years of separation, your temper is still so irritable, but this is okay. If you treat me politely, I will be embarrassed to take action."
Xia Hou pulled out a long silver sword from his back. The sword was engraved with red runes. It turned out to be a magic weapon. It seemed that he had also found an opportunity in the past three or four years.
"Bah!"
With a mouthful of saliva spitting out, Yan Chixia sarcastically said: "You have been chasing me for more than ten years for the title of the best swordsman in the world. How often do you draw your sword when we meet? Why are you pretending to be a gentleman?"
When Mochou heard this, she couldn't help turning her head to look at the man beside her, and asked doubtfully: "Ms. sir, didn't you say that Xiahou was persuaded by you not to compete for the false reputation of the best swordsman in the world? Why is he still...?" < br>
"This~~" Cheng Long looked embarrassed.
He did defeat Xiahou Swordsman back then and revealed his identity. Logically speaking, Xiahou Swordsman, who knew about himself and his old rival Yan Chixia, shouldn't come looking for trouble.
But who gave Xiahou the good luck to inherit the Taoism?
Although the silver sword in Xiahou's hand is not a great magic weapon, and its grade is not high, it is not a commodity either. Taoist monks and middle-grade magic weapons really don't have it.
The magic knife Cheng Long refined by himself is also a middle-grade magic weapon. The God of Five Powers can scratch out cracks with one claw.
However, after his bloodthirsty bead was strengthened, it had been upgraded to a mid-grade acquired spiritual treasure, which was so powerful that it took him three years to control it.
The soul-nourishing jade and the soul-gathering flag are both top-grade magic weapons.
It is difficult for Cheng Long to advance these two treasures with his current abilities. He can only place his hope on the system. When a strengthening card is added, he will be able to get one more spiritual treasure.
"Mrs. Cheng, Mr. Cheng is right. Xiahou no longer cares about the false reputation of the best swordsman in the world. I came here just to fight Yan Chixia, because it is my obsession to win against him."
Xiahou Swordsman took the initiative to rescue Cheng Long. The last time he broke in, Cheng Long beat him effortlessly and almost became autistic.
At that time, he thought about pestering the other person to become a disciple and learn Taoism, but he didn't know that he was not a Taoist priest at all, but a demonic monk who did not know good and evil.
If he dares to offend Yan Chixia, he knows the other person's temper and will be fine no matter how much trouble he makes.
But it would be a bit difficult for him to offend a demon cultivator who smiles on the surface and pretends to be a righteous person.
People will die.
Two years ago, he finally found a magic sword and a secret book of swordsmanship in an ancient cave deep in the mountains. He was lucky enough to step into the threshold of practice. He didn't want to die in the middle of the journey.
"Oh, then you shouldn't be violent when you come to the door!"
Mochou didn't like Xia Hou very much. He was rude, persistent, and arrogant, but fortunately, he listened to others' advice and gave up the false reputation of competing for the best sword in the world.
"Mrs. Cheng's lesson is that Xiahou must remember it next time."
"..."
Mo Chou said no more words.
Xiahou's attitude towards her was surprisingly good.
Bingxue was smart, and she knew at a glance that the other person was frightened by her husband, and she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly.
"Master Yan, it seems that I chose the wrong time today. I will visit you again tomorrow."
"Please."
After watching Cheng Long and Mochou leave, Yan Chixia looked at Xiahou Swordsman, who was holding a magic sword and eager to try, and asked curiously: "You seem to be afraid of Mr. Cheng?"
"Which pot should not be opened?"
Xia Hou waved his hand, and the silver long sword made a clanging sound, and seven or eight wisps of sword energy spread out, smashing the nearby flower beds and water tanks to pieces.
"I think you are here to cause damage, don't let me feel better, right? Just wait..." Yan Chixia took out the two bottles of white wine from her arms and carefully put them in a hidden corner.
But just when he was about to stand up and take the sword, several sword energy shot out.
Yan Chixia subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but she turned back halfway.
laugh!
laugh!
Two sword energy penetrated the flesh one after another.
"Brother Yan, why don't you hide?" Xiahou Swordsman frowned.
"Hmph~~ Stop being so hypocritical!" Yan Chixia quickly tapped her body a few times to stop the blood flowing outward, and shouted: "Here comes the sword!"
The Xuanyuan Divine Sword hidden in the sword box in the house was unsheathed one after another, and flew out of the house one after another.
In fact, even the magic sword in Xiahou Swordsman's hand was vaguely out of control and showed signs of being released.
At this moment, he finally understood the gap between himself and Yan Chixia. He gritted his teeth, put the long sword in the scabbard very wisely, and strode towards the door with quick strides.
"Yan Chixia, I will come back."
"..."
Yan Chixia caught the flying Xuanyuan Divine Sword, looked at Xiahou Swordsman who turned away, and twitched the corner of her mouth sharply.
What the hell is this!
When there was no sword in his hand, all kinds of sneak attacks were carried out, even his liquor was not spared.
Well, I have to take serious action when I am injured. When people see that the situation is not good, they turn around and leave. Are my injuries in vain?
……
The next morning.
Cheng Long came to Wumenju alone and saw Yan Chixia with a white cloth wrapped around her chest, her left hand hanging on her chest, and her right hand holding a wine bottle. She looked lost and confused, "Master Yan, what are you doing?" Lost?”
"Don't mention him to me. I get angry when you mention him. Next time I see him, if I don't beat the shit out of him, I'll write his name upside down." Yan Chixia said angrily: "That bastard, see you My precious two bottles of wine actually carried out a sneak attack without respecting martial ethics..."
When Cheng Long heard this, his eyes widened instantly and he said in disbelief: "In other words, you got this injury because you were protecting these two bottles of wine?"
"No, my injury will heal soon. If the wine is gone, then I won't have to drink." Yan Chixia looked matter-of-fact.
"..."
Cheng Long twitched the corner of his mouth.
As a person who doesn't like to drink, it is really difficult for him to understand Yan Chixia's behavior of risking his life to protect the wine.
After a moment of silence, he changed the conversation: "Master Yan, I heard that temples and Taoist temples in many places are now empty. What's going on?"
"Today's Holy Master is obsessed with alchemy and female sex. He forcefully recruits practitioners to refine the elixir of immortality for him. If he fails to practice, he will be beheaded. This has implicated nine tribes and made people in the spiritual community panic. Those people go to empty Taoist temples and temples. Some fled into the mountains and could not escape from the world, while others were killed and robbed.”
This is the case in the world of spiritual practice, so people naturally don’t need to mention it. This also indirectly explains why in the second part of A Chinese Ghost Story, Cihang Pudu, the thousand-year-old centipede, sneaked into the court and wantonly killed the court officials, making the people miserable and no one intervened.
In order to seek immortality, the emperor arbitrarily demolished temples and ruined temples, which offended the entire spiritual world. It was normal for no one to pay attention.
Although the Taoist temples that were persecuted were all small temples with little foundation, they were also branches of Buddhism and Taoism.
What's more, all the sects have already received the instructions from their ancestors to close the mountains and hide from the world to protect the inheritance!
Zhiqiu Yiye of the Kunlun sect, if he hadn't been sent out for training at this time, and he was a man of justice, he probably wouldn't have intervened.
Even Yan Chixia, who has no family or sect, stays in Lanruo Temple all year round to escape the world, which shows how mediocre the royal family has become.
However, Cheng Long still couldn't figure it out and asked doubtfully: "Then someone with no real ability can refine some ammunition that can prolong life and make dragons and tigers strong, and coax the emperor?"
"Anything you can think of, others can think of. Today's emperor believes in treacherous ministers and wants to live forever. No one is willing to help him extend his life. They all hope that he will die soon!"
"That's true..."
evening.
Cheng Long returned to Mo Mansion with worries.
Mochou saw this and stepped forward and asked: "Brother Long, what's wrong?"
"Let's talk after entering the room."
Cheng Long put his arm around Mochou's willow waist, led them into the wedding room, and said slowly: "Today's emperor is foolish and ignorant, and he dreams of immortality. As a result, corrupt officials are rampant in the court, corrupt officials deceive the superiors and subordinates, and the civilians and soldiers are in trouble. Across the fields..."
"Brother Long, do you want to overthrow the imperial court and establish a new dynasty?"
Mo Chou's heart suddenly raised in her throat. This was no small matter. If she was not careful, she would implicate the nine tribes.
The Mo family is just a local snake in Yunlang Town, with some influence in Qiong County. There are countless richer and more powerful families than hers, including several in Qiong County alone.
"I just had some ideas, but they are gone now."
Cheng Long rubbed Mochou's cheek affectionately. After talking with Yan Chixia, he did have the idea that the prince and general Xiang Ning would have some ideas. However, considering that there are immortals, ghosts and gods in the Liaozhai world, he is not strong yet. Not afraid, so too lazy to get involved.
Even if he insists on changing dynasties, he can do it. After all, there are more than 8,000 tons of gold stored in the storage column. There is no problem in recruiting soldiers and horses and collecting grain.
But he was not sure whether the gods in heaven and the ghosts in the underworld would not interfere after he did this.
If any gods interfere, he can take people away.
But what about the Mo family?
If Mochou's mother's family was in trouble because of this, Mochou would feel uncomfortable even if she didn't say anything.
"Brother Long, it's okay if you tell me these things. Don't tell outsiders, otherwise you will be killed."
"Don't worry, it won't happen."
Cheng Long took the beautiful woman into his arms and said comfortingly: "Zu'er, the world is getting more and more chaotic, and evildoers are everywhere. I want to leave tomorrow to continue promoting sweet potatoes and help the people as much as possible."
"Well, it's all up to you. I'll go wherever you go."
Mochou rested her head on the man's shoulder and replied sweetly.
As long as the man doesn't overthrow the court with his whims, she won't object to anything else.
As for promoting sweet potatoes in a place where you are not familiar with it, will it be difficult?
How can it be hard when you have an RV!
She wished she could live in the RV every day and enjoy all the luxuries inside.
"Go back and tell your mother-in-law that we will set off early tomorrow morning."
In the past three years, Cheng Long has promoted sweet potatoes in many places, but there are still many areas that have not been taken care of.
Although sisters Susu, Huahua and Feifei ascended during the day, many Taoist monks took advantage of their merits and actively joined the promotion sequence.
But he can't be idle. The world is so chaotic and there are so many monsters. Someone has to stand up... Well, his purpose is not pure either. He has neglected his practice for three years and needs to kill a few more big monsters to make up for it.
(End of chapter)