Nan Fuguang used a broken sword to overturn the dining room of Da Ri Mine and cremated countless wronged souls under the hanging fox skins inside.
The fire burned for a day and a night, and the three words "Nan Fuguang" became famous inside the Dairi Mine.
Nan Fuguang said she accepted this sudden rise to fame. After all, she was not a cheap person in the Yuntian Sect. She could still be worthy of becoming a celebrity in a small area.
That night, with the firelight outside, she fell asleep. She thought she would have nightmares when she experienced the first time a white knife went in and a red knife came out...
Unexpectedly, she ended up having a dreamless night. There were not even mosquitoes in her dreams, and she slept extremely soundly.
At three o'clock in the morning on the second day, she felt something strange moving under her nose. Nan Fuguang slowly opened her eyes and saw the man sitting by the bed. He was not embarrassed at all and put his hand under her nose in a leisurely manner. Hands retract——
Plus a bonus sentence: "The fierce girl wakes up."
Nan Fuguang had just woken up, but his mind was still confused. He didn't realize that he was being verbally attacked. He rubbed his eyes and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Let's see if you're dead." The butcher said calmly, "After all, you didn't even turn over all night."
Nan Fuguang sat up, stretched his body, and yawned: "What did you just call me?"
"The guardians spent the night checking the number of guardians in the Da Ri Mine. Seven were killed, six were injured in the Consciousness Sea, thirteen were seriously injured, and several were slightly injured. All of the injuries were monks... When the iron sword was pulled out from the cook, It was broken into three sections." The pig butcher paused for a moment and asked sincerely, "Isn't it fierce?"
"I heard that you smashed the talisman into the broken iron sword so that it had a little bit of the power of the five elements?"
Nan Fuguang scratched her chin, thinking that she must not tell this person that she also slightly remembered some of what he said at that time——
While she was hesitating, she saw the pig butcher smiling slightly, with a slight smile on his beautiful face and eyes: "How did you come up with this? You were quite equivalent to a mortal at that time, and you wielded a monk in a mortal body. The sword, if it leaks out like this, I'm afraid it will cause a stir in the Three Realms and Six Paths..."
Nan Fuguang was stunned, but she didn't think much about it.
Can mortals also use monk swords?
"How should I put it? It's really worthy of being——"
"Huh?"
"A fierce woman who becomes creative for the sake of destruction."
"..."
Nan Fuguang was suffocated for a moment, thinking that it was almost done. If word of this spreads, it would be fine. After breaking up with Yan Ji'an, who would be willing to marry a good man... No, would he be willing to form a contract with her?
"That's enough! You really can't say a nice word! Don't mention this matter again!"
"Okay."
"...But it doesn't prevent you from being more respectful when you speak to me in the future."
"It's also hard not to be respectful."
The butcher stood up and washed his hands in a clean basin. He looked energetic, not like he was exhausted from observing her all night long.
"After all, Sister Fairy worked so hard to enter the mining area and be able to speak openly and openly."
"..."
Respect is impossible to respect.
I really want to sew his mouth shut.
……
After washing his marrow, Nan Fuguang put on a new mining robe. He looked left and right at the reflection in the basin, and it was refreshing to study his new look.
After a while, I realized with embarrassment that I seemed to be perfectly integrated into the rules of the environment——
Obviously two days ago, she declared with a serious face, "I will not mine."
Before going out, I sorted out the Qiankun bag. The Qiankun bag is a style uniformly distributed by Yuntian Sect. Naturally, it doesn’t look like some magical weapon or immortal weapon with Qiankun in it. It is just the size of a square, and the remaining stock of usable talismans in it is already there. Urgent.
Originally, Nan Fuguang was not a talisman cultivator. If she wanted to write a talisman by herself, the cost and effort would be twice as much as that of cultivating talismans, and the effect would not be good. Therefore, in the past, except for some evil inventions, she would write talismans by herself, no matter how much she did. Just keep some daily essential talismans——
There are several of them, such as essence fire talisman, spring water talisman, and wooden talisman. The grades are not high. They are arranged in order of white, green, blue, red, purple, and gold. She mostly has white and green talismans in her hand.
These can be used in the same manner to create some temporary monk treasures that were previously demolished in the dining room. But if possible, she hopes there will be no chance of a fight in the future.
Then there are the two black gold talismans written by Yan Ji'an to her——
A "Yin-Yang Mirror World" that I had previously taken out and wanted to use can be used to open the inner world to temporarily save my life.
There is also a piece called "The Little Key of the Twenty-Four Ways of Shamen", which is a summoning talisman used for spiritual cultivation of beasts. It is said that it can summon the spirits of the twenty-four legendary ancient beasts... It is a pity that Nan Fuguang belongs to the sect's assessment. There is one skill that is holding back, which must be the summoning skill. According to Yan Ji'an, if she uses this talisman, she may not be able to summon a moving thing.
From this, the two talismans were temporarily useless, and I accidentally thought of Yan Ji'an's subtle and playful expression of "playing with them" when he gave them to her, which was slightly different from the serious and old-fashioned appearance of the Immortal Lord. There are differences...
Then he thought of Yunshang Xianzun.
How many days has it been since she left Yuntian Sect? Did anyone from the Yuntian Sect notice anything unusual? If Yan Ji An were aware of it, would he try his best to find her?
Why.
I felt in vain and a little depressed.
Nan Fuguang sighed.
There was a sarcastic person next to her that made her want to hit him even more——
"So what if you sigh now? Who told you not to prepare supplies before going on a long journey."
"Before I went out, I thought I was here to complete a peaceful, friendly, and quick mission to purchase supplies." Nan Fuguang shook the empty Qiankun bag and said expressionlessly, "No one told me that I came here to buy supplies. Blow up a mine while having his consciousness sealed, and then fight a group of monks seamlessly.”
She paused.
"There is even a Nascent Soul stager with a second-level immortal weapon."
Speaking of this, she was glad all the time that the supervisor Duan Nan only appeared briefly after all the plans were completed yesterday.
He didn't even make a move.
As long as you don't try to escape from the mine, it doesn't matter if you kill guardians or set fires in the mine——
After raising the sickle and discovering that Nan Fuguang had been shot through his right eye and became "disabled," he turned around and left the scene.
"If the situation arises, you can still grab another sword... There must be other sword cultivators here."
As they walked out of the room side by side, the pig butcher said leisurely.
Hearing this, Nan Fuguang was so shocked that he lost his words. It took him a moment to find his voice.
"What's the matter with this natural tone when talking to bandits? Don't think that my behavior is normal. Yesterday, it was forced by the situation. I had no choice -"
"Then will you grab it or not?"
"Whether it is a natal sword or not, even an ordinary sword is more important than life to a sword cultivator. Do you understand? Forget it, you are not a monk. I tell you, you don't understand either!"
"Oh, don't you want to grab it?"
"..."
"?"
"Grab."
"..."
"Then I was forced too."
"Okay."
"Really!"
"Okay."
……
Time turned back two hours ago. Before the hour arrived, outside the Big Sun Mine, Immortal Master Yun Shang stayed up all night.
Recalling the waiter's talk about "a young girl and her missing lover" yesterday, I felt like I had a knot in my throat during the banquet.
He left the private room early and went to the lobby of the restaurant in an attempt to find out more, but the moment he appeared, the restaurant was as silent as a mass grave——
Who doesn’t like to hear gossip?
What's more, it's the gossip of Immortal Lord Yunshang.
"The future Taoist companion of Yunshang Immortal Lord ran away with another man for some unknown reason?"
"The Immortal Lord didn't know anything about this. He thought she simply ran away from home and was eager to catch up with her?"
"Oh."
"Wretched."
"Tell me, what's the use of a man these days, no matter how handsome or powerful he is? Looking at the three realms and six realms today, the Immortal Lord Yun Shang can be regarded as a man who can change his hands and rain. Even the leader of the Immortal Alliance must respect him three points when he sees him. …”
"Isn't it necessary to wear a cuckold?"
There were mostly businessmen in the wine shop. When it came to the matter of cuckoldry, they all felt very involved. They looked at each other with regret in each other's eyes.
"Master... there must be some misunderstanding."
A soft call sounded.
Behind him was Lu Sang, who had also woken up early and heard the noise and followed him.
Feeling the silent low pressure coming from the Immortal Lord in front of her, a trace of blood appeared on the pink face of the young junior sister of Yuntian Sect. Her toes curled up silently under the shoes. She coughed twice, put down the teacup she had just taken two sips from, and broke out loudly. This silence.
"Sister, she must not be this kind of person."
Yan Jian's frowning eyebrows relaxed after a brief moment, returning to the unfazed look at the beginning.
After hearing Lu Sang's words of relief, he didn't relax, but there was no other change in his expression, and he just remained silent.
He casually picked up the tea cup on the table with his slender fingertips, turned the edge of the tea cup, and touched the warm tea to the light-colored thin lips.
Immortal Lord Yunshang lowered his eyes and glanced at the ripples of tea soup in the cup...
I don't know why, but it's a bit annoying.
Then he said calmly: "You don't understand her."
Lu Sang's face finally changed from panic to embarrassment.
I regretted whether I really talked too much.
Her hands were twisted into a ball under the table, her face turned from red to white and then red again, her lips were pursed, and she was about to defend herself. At this time, from a distance outside the wine shop, a loud noise suddenly interrupted her words——
"Extra! Extra! The latest news! Yesterday, the Dairi Mine suffered an earthquake!"
Immortal Lord Yunshang frowned again.
……
Yan Ji'an immediately left the wine shop and rushed towards the mine with Lu Sang. As he got closer to the mine, Lu Sang whispered "Hey".
Yan Ji'an did not slow down because she made a small sound of doubt. He just tilted his head slightly and glanced at her. Lu Sang said: "There is a restriction here, and there is no response from the sea of consciousness now."< br>
Hearing this, Yan Ji'an just raised his hand, and with the pleasant ringing sound, the Yu Broken Sword appeared completely in his palm——
He paused for a moment and sheathed his sword.
I don’t know who set up that restriction. Now he is the only monk in the Immortal Transformation Stage in the Three Realms and Six Paths. No matter how many restrictions are set on the formation, it is impossible to cross him——
The person who set up the formation probably never considered that this restriction would include Yunshang Immortal Lord in his lifetime.
Lu Sang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his natal sword appeared as usual. He looked up again and saw a towering black wall not far away, and a closed gate appeared in the middle of the rolling mountains.
There are taller watchtowers on both sides of the door. Standing on the tower are two monks who are about the foundation period. They are tired at this time and seem to have experienced some annoying turmoil.
Yan Ji'an and several others jumped up and down under the door, but the people on the watchtower didn't notice it for the first time. He raised his hand and struck a beam of light between the eyebrows of one of the monks. The latter was startled. When he looked down, he saw a monk in a crow-green robe standing in the middle of the door, with his hands behind his back. At this moment, his face was slightly raised, his eyes Looking directly at me without emotion——
"Open the door."
The voice of the visitor was cold and dignified, so calm that he seemed confident.
"Who are you! Open whatever door you want! Get out of here! This is not a place for you to play!"
The monk warned in a low voice from afar, with impatience in his voice. He just wanted to send the man away quickly.
Unexpectedly, the visitor was not affected by his tone at all. He remained motionless and said in an indifferent voice: "What happened inside yesterday?"
“What the hell happened in there—”
In the middle of the curse, the monk suddenly stopped suddenly as if he was choking. When he saw the face of the person below, his eyes widened slightly in disbelief——
Wait, is this the person he imagined?
Is there something wrong with your eyes?
If he thought that noble person, why would he appear in this place where nothing matters?
ah?
Before the gatekeeper monk could figure it out, Yan Ji'an tilted his head slightly, as if he was listening carefully to what was going on inside the door, and then he didn't know what he heard. His black eyes, which were calm from beginning to end, were focused for a moment, and he turned around and repeated to the monk. : "Open the door."
The gatekeeper monk was stunned by his second order.
Before he could answer, a scream came from somewhere inside the mining area, and the flames soaring into the sky seemed to burn away the patience of Immortal Yunshang. He raised his hand, flicked his sleeves, and with a loud "boom", the towering tower of hundreds of people A big hole was blown out of the thick door in a burst of smoke and dust!
"Ahhhhh you?!"
The gatekeeper monk was so frightened that he almost fell off the high platform!
Why is it that our Dairi Mine will surely be in disaster in the hands of your Yuntian Sect?
Just as he was in a state of confusion, he didn't know what to do. At this moment, there was a random ringing of bells in the air.
"The Dairi Mine is a restricted area and no one else is allowed to enter. Whoever you are, please leave as soon as possible."
……
Holding a sickle with the head of a red angry ghost in his hand, a white-haired Nascent Soul monk descended from the sky.
The first moment he lowered his head to look at Yunshang Immortal outside the door, Duan Nan quickly recognized who it was, frowned slightly, and glanced at Lu Sang behind him.
At this time, Lu Sang was only in the foundation building stage. Being swept away by the Nascent Soul Stage monks made him feel like the hairs on his body stood up, and he subconsciously hid behind Yan Ji'an.
Yan Ji'an didn't even look back, he just looked at Duan Nan calmly, and recognized the second-level immortal weapon with a simple shape and black body but with a cold light, and said calmly: "Master Commander, please lead the way. Today I am watching the stars for strange movements, and it seems that some Yuntian Sect disciples have strayed into the mine.”
Duan Nan is indeed the deputy commander of "Kingfisher's Nest".
Hearing Yan Ji'an's words at this time, even though he rarely had ups and downs in his mind, he couldn't help but freeze for a moment, thinking that the so-called Yuntian Sect disciple who "accidentally entered the mine" had just completed the achievement of killing all directions——
Even the sealing of the Sea of Consciousness did not affect her performance. She was simply furious.
The gentleman in the mine fell on his back. If possible, he would like someone to take her away quickly.
Unfortunately not.
According to the rules of the Dari Mine, those who join the mine will be born as people from the mining area and die as ghosts from the mining area.
Duan Nan turned the Scarlet Angry Ghost Head Scythe in his hand. He recognized the Yunshang Immortal Lord, and of course he knew that he was not his opponent. He was a cultivator and a Taoist. There was a huge gap between the levels of a great realm. There was bound to be a hard fight today. If he wanted to delay, he would have to strike with one blow. It is possible——
With so many thoughts on his mind, he had just tightened his grip on the sickle, and before he even took action, he caught a glimpse of golden light on Yan Ji'an's fingertips!
He was on guard, and all the muscles in his body subconsciously tensed up like a dormant beast. However, before he could make a move, he felt a stinging sensation on his cheek the next moment!
"Get out of the way."
A dull voice sounded from the air.
The mine was burning with blazing flames, and the temperature in the wind seemed to rise. A gust of wind blew, and the robes of the monks in the Immortal Transformation Stage were raised, their long hair was flying, and an overwhelming sense of oppression came to my face!
"Can't give in."
The silver bells on his anklets rang wildly in the wind, just like Duan Nan's thoughts. The snow-light sickle blade cut through the strong wind and made a breaking sound. The silver bells vibrated. He tightened his grip on the sickle in his hand and swooped down!
Yan Ji'an's eyebrows did not move, and he did not dodge when he saw this, but his eyebrows did not move. He seemed not surprised that the young Nascent Soul monk was overestimating his abilities, and raised one hand——
The broad robe slid down from his strong white wrist, and he crossed his two fingers to form a simple hand seal. At the same time, a huge golden light talisman array unfolded from behind him!
At first, the dark light converged and the talisman array rotated. Then it was like a beam of light gathering in the center of the talisman array. Suddenly, the golden light flourished!
People around him, including Lu Sang, had to raise their hands to cover their eyes. Between the gaps, they could only see countless golden lights condensed into thousands of lightsabers slowly forming in the formation——
Yan Ji'an flexibly waved his wrist forward, and thousands of lightsabers came out like a dragon, and the sword rain enveloped Duan Nan who was attacking from the front like a rain of swords!
He didn't even use his natal sword.
Thousands of swords were fired together, and golden light was like rain. In panic, Duan Nan could only quickly turn the second-level immortal weapon in his hand to resist the rain of swords!
With the piercing "ding clang" sounds, the Nascent Soul stage monk finally saw the strength of the superior person in the boast realm. After all, he was defeated steadily and was crushed like an ant before he even made a move!
A ray of light hit the handle of the Red Angry Ghost Head Scythe, and an unknown sound was heard where it connected with the scythe blade. Duan Nan was startled and looked up, only to see a clear crack on the scythe——
This distraction made him completely defeated. A golden light broke through his defense line, and with the sound of his clothes breaking, his long hair was tied up and spread out!
Duan Nan's sea of consciousness was stagnant, his energy and blood were flowing backwards, and his innate energy flowed back into the sea of consciousness, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood and fall heavily to the ground!
Duan Nan fell on his back, feeling completely silent in his heart - the road to cultivation was long. In the past, he only regarded himself as the favored son of heaven, and was used to flattery such as "genius monk"...
Today, I just passed by Yan Ji'an with one move, and then I realized that the road to immortality is long.
After a few breaths in his heart, he saw from the corner of his eye a crow-green Taoist robe coming through the air. Yunshang Immortal Master raised his hand to grab his collar and pulled him up from the ground.
"I don't mean to cause trouble, I am only looking for one person."
Duan Nan lowered his eyes and glanced at the hand on the lapel of his clothes, feeling a cold fragrance enter his nose.
The white eyelashes trembled, and the Nascent Soul stage monk raised his eyelids: "No one will be released outside the mining area. Those who enter the Dairi Mine will be bound to a lifelong contract. If they are forced to leave the mine, they will die violently."
Hearing this, Yan Ji'an frowned and let him go.
Duan Nan spat out a mouthful of blood foam, straightened out his Taoist robe, turned around and picked up the Scarlet Angry Ghost Scythe that had fallen not far away, and casually carried it behind him without worrying about the cracks at the joint.
His face was cold, and if his breath was not slightly chaotic, it would be difficult for others to detect him. At this time, he could only hold on for a long breath.
"However, the person the Immortal Lord is looking for is indeed in the mining area."
"How did you know?"
"She announced her family name." Duan Nan paused, "She shouted so that everyone would know."
"..."
Duan Nan left briefly, and then returned a few moments later with several caregivers of the Big Sun Mine.
The caregiver was only in the early stage of foundation building, and he had never seen anyone above the Nascent Soul stage except Duan Nan in his life. When he first saw the Yunshang Immortal Lord, he was frightened to the point of being devastated. He was respected, admired, and feared——
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Especially when they knew that the latter came to look for someone this time and they couldn't hand over the person he was looking for.
Yan Ji'an just glanced at the frightened faces of the guardians, paused for a moment, and asked: "How?"
Half of the mining area was demolished.
The guardians of the dining room suffered numerous casualties.
Shot through the right eye.
But...
Duan Nan looked indifferent: "Still alive."
"Hui Hui Xianzun, indeed, he is still alive! Sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep! He's not awake yet!"
Guardian A responded quickly, not as if he was lying.
Guardian B is a spiritual practitioner and is born with six senses that are beyond ordinary people. After hearing this, he subconsciously felt that this answer seemed inappropriate, and immediately kicked his companion: "How did you know? There is no fox in the house and we can't go in. Did you go in against the rules?”
Guardian A: "Of course not, her roommate said so."
Guardian B: "Roommate?"
Guardian A: "Yes, holding the red flower, the new one...remember?"
Guardian B: “I don’t remember.”
Guardian A: "You said it's a good thing you're a mortal, otherwise it would look like you could kill three of you with one punch. Do you remember now?"
Guardian B: "...I remember."
The two guardians were whispering, completely unaware that behind them, as the gender of the person they were discussing gradually became clearer, the Immortal Lord who was the first to ask the question became more and more silent.
When they felt the black clouds that were even more terrifying than the killing scene in the mine just now, they both fell silent. When they turned around, they found the immortal with a handsome and cold face, standing tall and straight, with a face that seemed unhappy.
His chest was shaking and his heart was beating to death. Guardian A bravely called out: "Immortal Lord?"
Yan Ji'an: "What is the roommate? She lives with someone else? But it's a burly man who claims to be a pig butcher?"
Guardian B: "..."
This direction is too clear, I'm afraid.
Guardian A: "Everyone who enters the mining area is treated equally and is only divided into functional groups. Generally speaking, rooms are not divided according to gender——"
Before he finished speaking, he was kicked hard by his companion again.
Well.
Guardian A: "But they have been living like this for thousands of years?"
Guardian A: "They came together and live together, can't they?"
Guardian B: "..."
never mind.
Destroy it.
(End of chapter)
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