Chapter 99 98. The wind and thunder rise, and the trapped dragons enter the sea (3.3K words - please subscribe)
A few days later.
"Mr. Bai, you will stay in this house temporarily from now on. If there is any If you have any needs, please tell me, your senior brother lives in the small courtyard next door."
The head of the Nanwu Wang family personally took Song Yan to arrange a place for him.
Song Yan is not completely unfamiliar with this Wang family.
Mr. Su San's previous neighbor, Mr. Wang, was the person with the highest martial arts skills in the Wang family, and he was the same as the old man.
But in the battle with Cihu, the Su family lost their ancestor, and the Wang family lost their old man.
However, the Wang family is still the Taishan Beidou in the southern Wu Jianghu, and this time it is also receiving special care from the evil people in the north.
Jianghu, to a certain extent, is the periphery of the sect. On the other side, it is also the hardest bone embedded in the dynasty.
Song Yan stayed.
Not long after, brothers and sisters from next door came to meet.
Everyone exchanged greetings for a while, and suddenly a female disciple with an upright face stepped forward and saluted directly: "Senior Brother Bai, Junior Sister has not returned to the sect for a long time. I wonder if Senior Sister Su Tangyu is okay?"< b r>
Song Yan briefly recalled that "Su Tangyu" was Bai Xiuhu's former Taoist monk. He died tragically at the hands of a disciple of the Puppet Sect when he went out for the first time. At that time, Bai Xiuhu turned around in fright. Just run away.
As soon as he finished speaking, a male disciple next to him said: "Junior Sister Xiaojiu, Senior Sister Su died in battle last year, didn't you know?"
The female disciple held her head high and moved forward aggressively. He took a step forward, came to Song Yan, and said coldly: "I know, I just want to hear Senior Brother Bai's answer from his own mouth. Su, Tang, Yu, Senior Sister, are you okay?"
She spoke every word with a cold glint in her eyes, showing no fear of Song Yan, who had a higher level of power than her.
Song Yan understood it instantly.
This girl should be a friend of Taoist monk Bai Xiuhu. She knew how Su Tangyu died. At this time, when she saw that Bai Xiuhu had the nerve to come back, she gritted her teeth and came to charge him.
Actually, let alone this girl, Song Yan also thinks Bai Xiuhu is a scumbag. I went to play a group game with my wife and friends, but when I saw that it was a headwind situation, I sold my wife and friends in an instant. On weekdays, he still regards himself as the most loyal person, the most sincere with his friends, and the most innocent person.
So, he sighed, lowered his head, clenched his fist and said: "I am a white embroidered tiger, and I have a guilty conscience"
After the horoscope fell, the surrounding area suddenly became quiet, and all kinds of eyes with different expressions came over.
A very kind disciple comforted: "Brother, don't think too much, everyone will make mistakes, just let it go."
"In the past?"
Name Xiaojiu's junior sister said sternly, "Can the living people pass? What about the dead? Who can forgive them on their behalf?"
The disciple said: "Junior sister, you have also seen that Senior Brother Bai is like this. Yes, he.”
"So what? Can Senior Sister Su Tangyu survive?" Xiao Jiu raised his head, looked at Song Yan, who was half a head taller than her, and roared in a small voice, "Senior Brother Bai, let me ask you, if you do it again, will you still do it?" Run away? "
Song Yan's whole body trembled, he lowered his head, he felt everyone was looking at him, suddenly he didn't answer, squeezed away the crowd, and ran away in despair.
Xiao Jiu refused to let him go, and shouted: "I can't even control the sword! I can't make up for my mood! You deserve it! You liar! Big liar!!"
Song Yanren I can't help but sigh: The difference between good and evil is really big.
He still remembered his shock when he learned about "Master Shi's second successor" from Grandma Fox.
The second descendant of Shi Zuoweng is Wang Susu.
Junior sister Susu had flirted with Shi Peng before, but when Shi Peng died, she was not at all sad. After that, she climbed into Shizuo Weng's bed and used her "skills" to change her skills.
Momen, how can anyone be as angry as Junior Sister Xiaojiu over a dead Senior Sister? If you die, just die.
Thinking at this time, Song Yan swung his knife again and stabbed the pig that was pinned on the wooden platform in front of him to death, and then skillfully made a dragon to absorb the life essence.
After he finished, he went to the river to wash his hands.
During the day, Mrs. Ling practices in the east of the river and only comes here at night.
However, what he said last night still lingered in his mind.
“Insects are very sensitive to breath, and these soul bugs are not only sensitive to breath, but also to the identified souls.”
Song Yan turned his head and watched the trees falling in the east of the river. shadow.
He could definitely see that those shadows were all sleeping soul insects.
That night.
The two of them finished their double cultivation and lay flat on the bed.
Song Yanhu said: "You said, where can I go in five years?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a soft voice came from beside him: "You finally asked. "
Mrs. Ling put her hands gently in front of her lower abdomen, looked up at the hanging gauze curtain, and said calmly: "I can probably pick out the soul worms that can identify your soul. Once you leave, I will Just destroy them all.
I know that the powerful Zifu can search through souls. In this way, even if it discovers the Night Candle Soul Insects five years later, it will not be able to find abnormalities in these soul insects.
You and I have indeed come to a fork in the road.
You must go.
But I must stay.
The powerful Zifu of the Pilanjiao Zerg tribe is a mortal enemy for you.
But for me, it is a great opportunity.
After you leave, I will be Grandma Zhu.
I still need to do a lot of things, and I must not let that great power know that I am Hua Linglong. ”
Song Yan was also very calm. In fact, after he discovered that "Grandma Fox Shadow Puppet" had nothing to do after walking around the Jianmen of Nanwu, he also had the idea to go to Nanwu. Jianmen's thoughts. Firstly, to obtain more advanced spells, and secondly, to repair the ancient teleportation array. These days, he is in Zhudi, but his heart is at Nanwu Jianmen.
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This situation is indeed as Mrs. Ling said: they have reached a fork in the road, a fork in the road where each has his own chance and his own way forward.
Song Yan asked: "Can you give those soul insects to me? Or, do you have the method of controlling insects, can you teach me?"
Mrs. Ling said: "The method of controlling insects is not the same. It's not what I cast, it's what I cast through the powerful thought I integrated, and you can't take it away."
The two continued to chat.
A few days later.
Song Yan left the Zhudi Secret Realm. During this period, he gained a total of 2746 years of life, and the [Shou Yuan] column was [32/17372]. Even if he doesn't make leather for a while, it will be enough for him to use for a long time.
He did not leave any more shadow puppets for Madam Ling, nor did Madam Ling give him any gifts, nor did she make any fuss. Instead, Madam Ling sent him to the entrance of the Candle Land in such an ordinary way. He said: "Brother Dao, take care of it."
He also smiled and replied lightly: "Take care of it."
Then, the two of them turned around.
Mrs. Ling looked at the crushed soul worms, and then stood in front of the wooden house that Song Yan had built before. She looked at the pig pens and sheep pens. She wanted to wave the soul worms to kill these things, but she still didn't. Instead of taking action, he turned around and headed towards the east of the river, his eyes blurred, dull and terrifying.
She came from the rivers and lakes, experienced many joys and sorrows of life and death, and her love was also vigorous. Now she has no intention of embarking on this path of cultivating the mysterious. From now on, she will sail against the current. If she doesn't progress, she will die.
After more than a month.
Nan Wu.
In a dense forest, three figures passed each other, but only one remained.
Song Yan directly used the "Hundred-Phase Demonic Body" to swallow the two shadow puppets of "Grandma Fox" and "Fox Demon", and then cast an illusion to turn himself into a white embroidered tiger, then turned around and returned to the Wang family.
After that, he will spend time to understand many, many things in order to turn himself into a "real" white embroidered tiger.
Half a year later
In the dark night city, in the midsummer rain alley, figures are passing through each other. Every household has its doors closed tightly. The mother covers her child’s ears and hides her heartbeat, hiding. I dare not speak under the quilt.
The city where the Wang family is located is the capital of Jianshui, the most important city in Southern Wu.
The battle became more and more fierce, and the capital city now turned into a Shura field at night.
People in the rivers and lakes, enemy forces are attacking one after another, and there are demon monks who dance with their hands, making sand and rocks fly, and blood corpses are hidden; there are demon disciples who hold fox demon shadow puppets and can transform into anyone , there is no obstruction to walking; there is a beautiful woman in white dancing on the tiles, but her face is bloodless. Only when you look closely can you see that she is a paper doll.
At this night, the wind is howling, the rain is pouring, and the sand and gravel are rising in the streets and alleys.
The fighting between the monks and the people in the world was going on at the same time.
Dang!
Dang!
In the distance, several layers of light collided and then dispersed.
A sword cultivator landed on the ground, staggered back a few steps, looked at the brothers behind him, and said in shock: "No, the Demon Sect has sent extra masters tonight, we may all have them"
< br>"What are you afraid of?" Another sword cultivator pointed at the sword without any fear, and said with a smile, "Then take away a few more demon cubs before you die!"
"Together. ! ”
"Then let's fight together!"
After being tempered by adversity, although the realm of sword cultivators has not improved, their mental state is much stronger, which will make them more powerful when using sword spells.
At this time, everyone gathered together. Even though the rain was falling and the yellow sand and dust were swirling in the air, they felt that their blood was burning.
The swordsmen were about to fly with their swords, but they heard a female voice coming from behind.
"Me too!"
Junior sister Xiaojiu stepped forward with her head held high, as if she was ready to die.
The sword cultivators faced each other with smiles in their eyes.
“Get up!”
“Get up!”
“Get up!”
With firm shouts, the flying sword was unsheathed, and the human sword turned into a rainbow light that penetrated the rain curtain.
There is no swordsman named Song Yan.
Because they all know what kind of person this "Senior Brother Bai" is, so they don't have any expectations for him. No one will care whether he fights or escapes.
Song Yan walked into the heavy rain, looked up at the fighting in the sky, and murmured in his heart, "The time is almost up. It's time to go back. I don't have time to waste it here anymore."
The next moment, he took a step forward and roared dullly: "Get up!!"
Keng!
The sword light instantly merged with him, cutting through the rain, rumbling and crushing in all directions.
The thick sword rainbow, far superior to others, was flying high in the sky, slashing wildly, and blood bursting everywhere from time to time. Those were the blood of the masters of the magic sect.
In midsummer, wind and thunder suddenly rose.
The white rainbow patrols the sky, as if the trapped dragon has finally found its way into the sea, destroying the dead and destroying the dead. The gods will kill the gods, and the Buddha will kill the Buddha.
Song Yan was so conspicuous that he was naturally besieged by many magic sect masters, but soon those demon sect masters turned into corpses and were thrown on the street.
The sword cultivators who were desperate to see death also noticed this extremely violent white rainbow. Their pressure was greatly reduced, so much so that they could stop when they met and looked at each other in astonishment. He glanced at it and asked: "Which senior brother is that coming to support? It's really awesome!"
And a sword cultivator who saw it clearly passed by again Come, and said in an unbelieving tone: "It's Senior Brother Bai."
Senior Sister Xiaojiu raised her head in shock, looking at the white rainbow that looked like a dragon, her mood was inexplicably complicated
< br>The honest junior brother jumped and screamed, and shouted excitedly: "It's Senior Brother Bai! Senior Brother Bai, he can handle the sword again! His mood has recovered.
No, not recovery, but improvement!
What kind of heart and understanding of swordsmanship can use such a White Snake Sword Technique? Is this still the White Snake Sword Technique? ! ”
(End of this chapter)