Chapter 180 Tong Shisan and Jian Jue
"This Jiu Yiniang sincerely wants to bring people to bury her son with her, so we cannot stay in this house in Pingyang City for the time being."
Tian Lin said to Yu'er and Cui'er: "I plan to go to Shenxiantang for a short stay first. Do you two have any reliable place to go?"
Yu'er's injury had recovered at this time. After hearing what Tian Lin said, she said decisively:
"We are your sword master, and of course we must stay by his side to live and die together. Since the master wants to stay in Shenxiantang, my sisters will naturally follow him."
When an aristocratic family trains its disciples to hold swords and sword slaves, the first priority is to cultivate their loyalty.
And although holding a sword and being a slave to the sword has always meant that everyone is not afraid of death, if you just live in an ignoble way, you will be shamed and will be held accountable.
Tian Lin knew that the honor and disgrace of life and death of the two sisters were forcibly bound to him, but he had no intention of taking the two sisters on a boat trip to Shenxiantang.
When he was alone on Shenxian Pond, he could enter the water and kill people without restraint. Unless Tong Yao takes action himself, Tian Lin is not afraid of anyone in the foundation-building realm.
But if you take these two sisters with you, your secret will be easily exposed.
Tian Lin still can't trust others.
"If you two really want to help me, just go to Tianbei County and find the eldest lady. If Jiu Yiniang dares to disobey her orders, she doesn't take her as an eldest lady seriously."
Tian Lin said: "As for dying with me? I still hope that none of us will die——
And if you really want to die, it's enough to kill someone in the field, why bother involving you two? ”
After hearing what Tian Lin said, tears fell from Yu'er's eyes.
She pulled her sister and knelt in front of Tian Lin, kowtowed and said:
"Don't worry, sir. Even if I die in the Tong Mansion, I will definitely let the eldest lady or Mr. Tong take Jiu Yiniang away."
Tian Lin didn't know whether her tears were real or fake, or whether the tears were real at this moment, and when rationality returned, he would have to 'act according to his ability'.
"I, Mr. Su Wentong, am a gentleman. If you ask him, he will not embarrass you even if he doesn't agree."
After Tian Lin finished speaking, he nodded with the two sisters and went out of the house first.
As Tian Lin expected, as soon as he left the city, Granny Tan followed him almost step by step to Shenxiantang.
Anyone who knows Tian Lin and Granny Tan will naturally know about Tian Lin’s relationship with Jiu Yiniang.
Looking at the two "old men" and the old lady, they looked like "the husband sang and the wife followed". I don't know how many people were watching and gloating about their misfortune.
Seeing Tian Lin putting down the canoe on the bank of Shenxian Pond, Granny Tan suddenly said to several foundation-building monks watching the show:
"Everyone, my concubine said it.
The reward of seventy high-grade spiritual stones is still intact. Whoever can kill Tian Lin to avenge my young master can get the seventy high-grade spiritual stones alone. ”
As soon as she said this, everyone who was watching the excitement changed their attitudes.
This group of people, whether they were worshipers of the Tong family or not, looked at Tian Lin with meaningful eyes.
Tian Lin, who had already boarded the canoe, frowned and glanced at everyone present.
He found that the people present were not only jealous of these foundation-building monks, but also the Qi Refiners who looked ready to make a move.
But after meeting Tian Lin's eyes, those Qi refiners lowered their heads calmly and did not dare to look at Tian Lin again.
But that was not the case for those foundation-building monks. They looked at Tian Lin with some aggression and some hesitation.
Tian Lin smiled and said to Granny Tan:
"Seventy high-grade spiritual stones, Tian was tempted by the mention.
Tian is so easy to kill, Granny Tan, why are you still hesitating? It's better to do it yourself and save seventy high-grade spiritual stones for your master. ”
After Tian Lin finished speaking, the people present cupped their hands, turned the oars on the boat, and the boat instantly swam out towards the blue sea to the south.
"Seventy high-grade spiritual stones are equivalent to seven thousand medium-grade spiritual stones. If I were a foundation-building monk, how could I let this heaven-shattering wealth fly away?"
Next to Zhang Xiaoke, the young man setting up a stall with Zhang Xiaoke said something.
Zhang Xiaoke didn't say a word. He didn't have enough spiritual stones now, and he hadn't exchanged them for the shells passed down from home. He didn't want Tian Lin to die just like that.
He was determined to ask Tian Lin to give him the shell now, but he didn't have the guts and no decent reason.
When he looked up again, Tian Lin had already entered the heavy fog of Shenxiantang.
Also taking a boat out to sea with Tian Lin were several foundation-building monks who had been resting on the shore.
Today's heavy fog in Shenxiantang is much thicker than in the past, and there are many more fish in the lake in Shenxiantang than in the past.
At this time, Tian Linren had already left the sea and saw three wandering spirits approaching.
He patted the storage bag, took out the wooden sword he had obtained from the Seventh Young Master, wiped out the three wandering souls, and put the remaining souls into the Soul Gathering Pearl.
This wooden sword is not very lethal against living people, but it is effective against wandering spirits.
After Tian Lin used the wooden sword to deal with the wandering soul, he put away the wooden sword and continued to ride the wooden boat towards the distance.
Behind Tian Lin, an old man took the lead and chased Tian Lin in a boat.
They saw the old man standing at the bow of the ship, and at the stern was a servant girl at the twelfth level of Qi Refining, rocking the oar vigorously.
The servant girl exerted all her strength, and as the oars moved on the sea, the ship followed Tian Lin like arrows.
"Fellow Daoist Tian, why are you so anxious? Why don't you sit down and chat with me." After the old man finished speaking, he flew up when he was seven or eight feet away from Tian Lin.
The old man was as light as a swallow, and he was on the wooden boat in Tianlin in an instant.
As the old man landed, Tian Lin's canoe swayed slightly on the sea.
Tian Lin turned to look at the old man and said, "You are here for the seventy high-grade spiritual stones?"
The old man laughed and said: "Everyone is here for the seventy high-grade spiritual stones. I know that I have no enmity with you, Daoist Fellow Tian, but people and money die and birds die for food. What can I do about it?"
When he spoke, the flying sword had already stabbed Tian Lin's throat.
But his flying sword was actually just a feint. After Tian Lin avoided the flying sword, his palm had already touched Tian Lin's chest.
Hearing a 'bang' sound, Tian Lin hurriedly held hands with the old man.
The old man originally had a smile on his face, but after feeling the palm force from Tian Lin's hand, his whole expression changed.
"What kind of magic are you doing?"
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The old man flew out completely, completely escaping Tian Lin's wooden boat, and appeared on his own wooden boat seven feet away.
The wooden boat shook as he stepped on it. Fortunately, the old man had the balance and his sword to stabilize the boat.
Otherwise, this master and servant would have to fall into the water.
"You haven't even learned a single magical power, yet you dare to come after me?"
Tian Lin's lips were darkened, his eyes were all black, and he looked like a ghost.
There were waves of black energy wrapped around his body, and he looked like an evil cultivator.
"What a good Buddha and Demon Self-Restraint Kung Fu - a mere Huahua Lang can practice the Buddha-Devil Self-Restraint Kung Fu to a small level of success. This difficulty is no worse than cultivating low-grade supernatural powers to a perfect state."
As soon as the old man landed safely, a chuckle sounded from the sea.
Tian Lin looked up at the foggy sky and saw a giant sword falling from the sky.
The giant sword was a hundred feet high and looked like a huge mountain.
This 'mountain' fell heavily, making it impossible to escape for a while.
A 'bang' sound was heard, and the giant sword smashed huge waves on the sea surface of Shenxian Pond.
The waves poured into the canoes everywhere. The old man who had been chasing Tian Lin and was repelled by Tian Lin changed his face. He looked up at the young man wielding the sword in the sky and shouted: "Senior, please be merciful!"
Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, the waves knocked him and his boat into the Shenxian Pond.
At this time, in Shenxiantang, neither Tian Lin nor the old man could be seen.
In mid-air, the young man wielding the sword jumped down, stepped on the broken wood on the sea, and patrolled the rising and falling sea.
He frowned slightly and murmured: "That guy named Tian, is he so unwilling to take a beating?"
He just wanted to hurt Tian Lin, but he had no intention of directly beating Tian Lin into powder.
After all, he only killed Tian Lin in exchange for the spirit stone.
"Brother Jian Jue, you struck too hard. Tian Lin's body must have sunk into the sea."
A voice sounded, and someone came in a boat from far away.
The person who came was also a young man. This young man was dressed like a noble prince and was sitting at the bow of the ship. Behind him were two swordsmen from the twelfth level of Qi Refining and a sword slave rocking an oar.
As the wooden boat approached, the young man sitting on the bow stood up, cupped his hands with the young man carrying the sword and said, "This Shenxian Pond is extremely dangerous. It is very easy for Taoist brother to fall into the water if he stands on this broken wooden board. It is better to get on my boat first."< br>
As soon as the noble master finished speaking, a wooden boat rowed over in the heavy fog.
The wooden boat was a awning boat, and there was a blind woman standing on the bow, holding a sword box. The person rocking the oar was an old man with a livid face.
The blind woman and the ashen old man were both in the early stages of foundation building.
Seeing the blind woman and the ashen old man appear, the young man named "Jian Jue" who was carrying the sword said to the noble young master:
"Without the help of the thirteen brothers, my canoe is a little broken, but it is enough to carry my master and servant."
After he finished speaking, he got on the blind woman's canoe, and then said to the old man rocking the oar: "Let's continue to go into the fog and see if there is really sword energy spreading at the bottom of Shenxian Pond."
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The three masters and servants no longer paid attention to the noble master, but took a boat to go deeper into the southern sea.
At this time, only the noble master, his sword and the sword slave were left on the chaotic sea.
The man stepped forward with his sword in hand and said, "This disciple of the Sword Sect is dressed in rags. How does he look like a disciple of the Immortal Sect?"
After holding the sword and talking, the noble prince frowned and scolded her: "Silence, if people listen to these words, my Tong family will not be able to protect you."
After saying this, he warned: "There are big changes in Shenxiantang. In the next few days, I am afraid that many immortal disciples will appear.
Let’s not talk about Shuiyun Sect. Jianjue from Jianzong is a loner. If you offend him, he may not be willing to betray our Tong family’s face.
Daoist disciples may also come over by then - in short, no one should cause trouble during this period. ”
(End of chapter)