Chapter 344 Encounter
Luye was just wandering around when he saw a woman walking on the street carrying a load on her shoulders. She was about thirty years old and had a green cloth bun on her head. She was dressed as a middle-aged woman and wore a black wheel. Zong uniform, wearing fast boots.
She has an ordinary appearance, a little haggard, and her eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, but she still does not hide her heroic spirit. Her figure is still upright, with a long knife on her waist, and the old leather sheath outside the scabbard is shiny and patinated. He walked with the scabbard and patted the side of his leg gently.
The burden carried a basket on each side, covered with wooden lids, and the fragrance of spiritual rice emanated from the gaps in the baskets.
The distance between each step of this woman's walking is almost the same, her footing forward and backward is extremely stable, and she can still walk easily even while carrying a load on her shoulders.
You must know that each piece of spiritual rice absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and its weight is several times that of ordinary rice. This woman walks easily as if there is nothing on her shoulders, and she clearly has extremely high martial arts skills.
Lu Ye only glanced at him and knew that the other party's cultivation level had reached the Tiezang Great Martial Master realm, and it was estimated that he would be able to break through to the Silver Marrow Grandmaster realm in one or two years.
In the mortal world, he is already a great master. Of course, in the sect of cultivating immortals, it is very common for handymen to have such skills. It is just a matter of taking more elixirs to cleanse the marrow and ease the bones.
Such handymen can be seen everywhere in the city.
Tianlun Sect is no different from other sects. Usually, a formal disciple has several servants running around to handle trivial matters.
Therefore, there are many handymen in Wenxinfang City who come out to sell some worthless things for cultivating immortals on behalf of their owners. They have Tianlun Sect status, and the things are not worth robbing cultivators, so they are safe and secure, and there is no need to worry about being robbed.
Lu Ye has seen many handyman disciples in Fangshi in the past half month.
At this moment, he saw that the other person's back looked like an old friend, so he followed him silently, then turned a corner and walked into another street.
However, he activated the Lotus Seat Technique in the Sea of Consciousness, and his consciousness spread out quietly, falling tightly behind the woman in front of him.
This is the wonderful use of spiritual consciousness. It can invade like fire, or it can be gentle like wind and drizzle. Luye's spiritual consciousness only anchors one mortal, and does not involve fighting, so there is no fluctuation and little consumption, like silk rain. Generally concealed.
Unless there is another foundation-building monk who has also locked onto this woman, the two people's spiritual consciousness will collide, and a reaction will be generated, or there is a golden elixir ancestor here who can detect the outward spiritual consciousness.
At this moment, Lu Ye knew that it was safe for him to use his spiritual consciousness in this way.
No matter how she walked, the woman in front could not escape his pursuit.
After walking half a stick of incense, the woman in front stopped, and Lu Ye walked out from the side street in time.
I saw many handyman disciples setting up stalls on this street. This is considered a benefit given by the sect to the disciples. There is no need to pay or take a commission.
These disciples occupied positions along the street, selling goods of ordinary value, such as spiritual rice, spiritual rice, spiritual vegetables, some Qi-enhancing pills used only by low-level Qi-training disciples, or the lowest-grade talisman paper used for first-level entry-level talismans. wait.
Lu Ye adjusted his mana aura in a timely manner, lowering his cultivation level in the later stage of Qi training and changing it to the early stage of Qi training, otherwise it would be too conspicuous in the crowd.
He seemed to be wandering around and bought some small items for cultivating immortality that he had no use for at several stalls.
The Fish and Dragon Picture scanned the surroundings, and there were no foundation-building monks, not even late-stage Qi-training monks, so they made sure the surroundings were safe.
He then walked easily towards the woman who was being followed all the way.
At this time, the woman with a green cloth headband had put down her burden and opened the cotton cloth covering it, revealing the crystal clear rice inside.
The shoulder pole is placed diagonally behind the back. If you look closely, you will see that it is a double-headed gun made of iron. The red cherry blossoms have been painted black to avoid being dazzling.
The woman took out the two wooden lids covering the pick and propped it up on the ground. There were several large characters written on the wooden lids, which saved her from hawking.
“Red fragrant spiritual rice, ten pounds of spiritual crystal.”
“Small business, no credit required.”
"Counteroffers are declined, patronage is welcome."
The writing of these words is not very beautiful. The pen is slender and it can be seen that it is written by a woman, but the sharpness of a knife can still be seen in the unruly meaning.
The woman was sitting there cross-legged, with a long knife across her legs.
Because the valuable moves were placed in front, it was equivalent to saying everything that needed to be said. She was not as enthusiastic about selling as the servants on the left and right, but she seemed a little quiet.
The woman looked left and right, her eyes on the faces of passers-by, obviously not interested in selling spiritual rice.
However, the quality of her spiritual rice is obviously good, and it should have been sold for a long time. There are also many repeat customers from low-level monks, and several monks rushed over.
"Red Lady, I haven't seen you for a while. Come on, come on, give me fifty pounds. If you don't come, I will be starved of food."
"Don't listen to what he said. Seriously, can you starve to death if you have spiritual stones? Red Lady, give me forty pounds, other people can’t grow the taste of your spiritual rice!”
Soon, half the basket of spiritual rice was eaten away! , two pieces of spiritual stones were entered into the account, and the red lady carefully put them into her arms.
Lu Ye walked up to Ling Yuangou and carefully looked at the face of the woman opposite to confirm that he had not seen it wrong.
His heart was pounding.
Sister Hong!
Huangtian paid off, and in this city, he finally found it.
The haggard woman with a blue cloth headband in front of her is Sister Hong.
Sister Hong was already older than him and Pan Furong, and Pan Furong was brought up almost single-handedly by Sister Hong.
Now Lu Ye has been practicing Taoism for nearly sixteen years and is thirty-six years old. Sister Hong is also nearly fifty.
It’s just that he has martial arts skills, and he has reached the realm of the Iron Zang Great Martial Master. His whole body is full of energy and blood, his internal organs are like steel, and his body functions are far beyond those of ordinary people.
So Sister Hong is still the same.
She has a big frame, a long stature, and an ordinary appearance, but her eyes are sharp and shining. With her experience in fighting in the refugee army, if she can match the murderous aura in her opponent, if you look carefully, she is still very interesting.
Lu Ye's mind was very confused. He had thought about what it would be like to find the two girls. Now that he saw Sister Hong, his thoughts were a little confused.
I'm afraid that Pan Furong will have a bad life.
I was afraid that Pan Furong would be bullied by the three black masters.
There are many things to be afraid of, such as the feeling of being close to home, which makes people shy away.
At the same time, among the many thoughts running around, there was one thought that was particularly jumpy and lively.
Lu Ye carefully looked at Sister Hong, whose color had not changed, and drummed in his heart - OK, Wang Hu, Wang Hu!
I regard you as my adopted brother, but you want to be my brother-in-law!
Not a son of man.
Lu Ye took a breath, and all the distracting thoughts receded like a tide.
He coughed lightly and was about to go up to talk to Sister Hong, but a handyman rushed out from beside him, stood in front of Sister Hong with his arms crossed, and sneered a few times.
"Red Lady, my master is worried about his face and is not easy to talk to."
"But I don't think about it that much. Your master never obeys, but you should say something!"
"In terms of identity, my master is a disciple of the inner sect. In terms of cultivation, he has cultivated to the point of practicing Qi. Dzogchen, maybe I will be able to achieve Dzogchen by some time.”
“It’s enough to be worthy of your master, and my master, Master, has also reached Dzogchen, and is less than a hundred years old, so he is expected to achieve gold. "Dan."
"My master invites your master to participate in Buddhist rituals and practice the Great Zen. Your master has repeatedly resisted, but don't be shameless."
Sister Hong looks coldly! Looking at the handyman, his voice was cold.
"Lu San, you and I are just little servants, how can we be the master of the Immortal Master?"
"If you talk so wildly, I'll pretend I haven't heard it."
"If this is the case, If the word gets out, the sect is afraid that there will be rumors. Your body is made of iron, and you are no match for the sect's swords. You will inevitably lose your martial arts and be driven down the mountain."
"No more handymen. With this layer of skin, who will protect you?”
After hearing this, Lu San’s expression changed and he laughed evilly.
"Okay, you are really sharp-tongued. I'm talking to you with good intentions, but you use the sect's precepts to pressure me!"
"Very good! Let's wait and see!"
He glanced Taking a look at the remaining spiritual rice sold by Sister Hong, she sneered.
“I want to see if you can make a deal today.”
Lu San’s face was full of resentment and viciousness, he turned around and left, but he passed by several people nearby who were also selling spiritual rice. He walked into the stall and whispered a few words to the stall owner's handyman disciple.
soon.
The handyman disciples selling grain around shouted loudly.
“The rice is ready. The red fragrant rice harvested this season is fragrant and fragrant without impurities. It is most suitable for beginners to eat. A piece of spiritual crystal weighs twelve pounds. If you want to buy it, hurry up!”
< br>“After today, there will no longer be such offers!”
A hint of helplessness and sorrow flashed in Sister Hong’s eyes.
The owner of Lu San should be famous, but Sister Hong asked him to hit a soft nail and drive him away, but he got involved with the handyman disciples who set up stalls and sold spiritual rice around him.
The spiritual rice they sell is 20% cheaper than Sister Hong’s, so where else can she have a business?
Sure enough, it was the regular customer who had greeted Sister Hong and wanted to buy Lingmi, said sorry, turned around and left, to go to his house.
Moreover, the two handyman disciples who were setting up stalls on Sister Hong's left and right hurriedly moved the stalls slightly to keep a certain distance from Sister Hong, for fear of harming Chi Yu.
Suddenly, the front of Sister Hong’s stall was empty and no longer popular.
Lu Ye was originally heading towards Sister Hong's stall, but when he saw this, he turned around and went to the nearby stall selling spiritual rice at a cheap price. He bought dozens of kilograms and put them in a storage bag.
Behind.
Sister Hong sighed, cleaned up the stall, picked up a double-ended gun, picked up two baskets, and prepared to leave the alley.
That guy Lu San was very disgusting. He mixed up with several vendors around him and maliciously lowered the price.
A few people joined forces and the quantity of goods was large enough to make her unable to complete the business today, and there was no point in staying any longer.
Pianfang City has also been designated as an area. Each hilltop handyman disciple has a designated area for doing business. She cannot go to other places to sell.
Today’s transaction is a failure, and we can only wait for the next time. I’m afraid that Lu San will do this disgusting trick next time. Will this spiritual rice be sold in the future?
Sister Hong was worried and walked out of the alley with her burden on her back.
Behind her, Lu Ye followed unhurriedly.
“Huh? Interesting!”
In his consciousness, he noticed that several people were following him sneakily, but these people were not following Lu Ye, but Sister Hong.
Lu Ye simply turned around and strolled to the next street.
Sister Hong carried a load out of Fangshi, stopped on one side of the avenue, and then took out a vivid paper butterfly from her arms. She bit her finger and a drop of blood dripped on it.
When blood falls into a paper butterfly, as if it falls into water and swims away, the paper butterfly immediately turns light red and spreads out on the side of the road, becoming a butterfly with wings spread about ten feet long. Large pale red butterfly.
Sister Hong stepped forward and fixed the unsold spiritual rice. With a whistle, the paper butterfly flapped its wings and flew into the air.
After several circles, it flapped its wings and its speed increased sharply, much faster than a galloping horse, almost at the same speed as the great mortal master.
It turns out that this paper butterfly is one of the most basic mechanical beasts, often used by handymen to travel.
Paper butterflies fly faster than horses, but much slower than monks, so they do not need wind protection, and they have no protective function. They cannot fly high, and they will break after being used more than a dozen times.
The advantage is that it only requires spiritual crystals to activate, and the cost is cheap, so you won’t be heartbroken if it breaks.
Moreover, because it has few functions, it was specially designed for handyman disciples who have no spiritual roots to travel on the road, so that the corresponding blood can stimulate the operation of its internal formation disk, and it is very popular among handyman disciples.
After all, although Wenxinfang City is at the foot of Tianlun Sect Mountain, it is actually dozens of miles away from the mountain.
If the handyman disciples had to rely on horse power and foot power to travel back and forth, it would waste a lot of time, so the sect developed this thing to help the handymen travel.
Not long after the flight, Sister Hong quickly left the area of Fang City. Outside was a vast forest, with several paths extending straight up the mountain for low-level monks to escape.
The paper butterfly flew silently one foot above the treetop, parallel to the road, about ten feet away.
Because the light below was like a shooting star, and there was an endless stream of them. It was the noble immortal masters who were fleeing.
Even if the handyman disciple controls the paper machine beast, he is not allowed to fly directly above the road. If you anger any immortal master, a spell will be enough to kill you.
Sister Hong frowned and sat on the paper butterfly - the young lady's situation was getting worse and worse.
Master Sanhei seems to have an ulterior motive, and there is also a fellow monk outside who can't be beaten with a pole, pressing hard step by step.
She was thinking worriedly.
Suddenly, dozens of evil winds struck behind him.
“Not good!”
Sister Hong reacted instantly and shot her body in the air. At the same time, she pulled out her waist knife and slashed backwards, forming a curtain of knives.
There was a loud ding-ding-ding-ding sound.
More than a dozen sharp arrows were deflected by her random cloak sword skills.
However, an arrow came from a tricky angle and shot directly at the paper butterfly sitting under the seat.
“Not good!”
Sister Hong was frightened. This machine beast could only fly low with a heavy load, and had no defensive function. It was very fragile.
If an arrow pierces it, it will not be able to fly or escape.
“Hi!”
She shouted loudly and threw the knife in her hand, knocking away the incoming arrow. The knife was also lost and fell under the woods.
“Hmph, Red Lady, you lost your weapon, how can you stop it?”
From behind the woods, several more paper trap beasts flew out, including eagles, cranes and large eagles. .
But I saw Lu San with a wicked smile on his face, riding on a paper eagle, holding a huge bow, a pot of iron feather arrows hanging on his waist, and stringing the bow with several arrows in his hand.
He was accompanied by two companions wearing handyman uniforms.
The three of them all raised their bows and arrows, and there was a soft buzzing sound and arrows were shooting at them.
Lu San laughed wildly.
"Red Lady, why bother struggling? I promise not to hurt you even if I surrender!"
"Follow me back to the mountain today and let my master witness our marriage to you!"
< br>“Let’s pair up as servants and show off to your master!”
"I heard that your master has a deep relationship with you. Maybe she has figured it out and is willing to practice Buddhism with my master obediently!"
Faced with another wave of arrows coming.
Sister Hong took a deep breath and kicked the basket at her feet. The double-headed spear flew out and landed in her hand. She made a falling arrow pose and circled around to deflect the incoming arrow.
At the same time, he kicked out his feet in succession, knocking two baskets of spiritual rice into the air, and controlled the paper butterflies to escape at extreme speed.
She didn’t expect Lu San to be so courageous and domineering. She knew that if he fell into the hands of the other party today, it would be bad.
Lu San was furious when he saw that another wave of arrows was blocked by the woman, but the other party was still running away.
“Brothers, this bitch will drink wine as a penalty if she is toasted!”
“Surround us, capture her, and live! Let us also learn from the master, and the brothers will participate in Buddhism together today. !”
The two companions next to him laughed a few times and moved forward in circles to outflank him.
Just a few breaths of time.
Because Sister Hong was distracted from guarding against arrows, she was already being overtaken by two people on her left and right, forming a pincer attack.
Determination flashed in her eyes, and she tightened the double-headed gun in her hand.
I can’t escape today. I must take away this scourge of Lu San before I die.
Sister Hong was about to give up her defense and deliver the final stab.
I saw a big bloody flag flying in a circle in the air.
Lu San and the other two companions were firing arrows passionately at one moment, and then screamed in agony, and the blood all over their body flew out from their facial features, almost in the shape of a jet, and was swallowed up by the big flag.
Plopplopplop!
Three mummies shrunk to the size of children fell from the air.
The big flag flickered again, and all the mounts they were riding on plummeted down and disintegrated as soon as they hit the ground.
“The calamity of cultivating demonic skills?”
"Why would you do something to a handyman disciple like yourself?"
Sister Hong was shocked. It was really unlucky for her to go out today.
Before she could react, a figure appeared out of thin air on top of the paper butterfly. It had a long horse face and a black cloak. The figure seemed light and weightless.
The direction and speed of the paper butterfly did not change, and it was still galloping.
“Hi!”
Sister Hong stabbed the opponent hard with her gun. She knew he was a monk just by looking at the opponent's skills, but she was so stubborn that even if she died, she would be covered in his blood.
The opponent dodged in a flash, his eyes were so bright that Sister Hong just looked at each other and fainted completely.
A quarter of an hour later.
Sister Hong woke up with a slight pain in her head. At the same time, her blood was boiling and her murderous aura was faintly revealed, as if she had just experienced a fight.
Looking carefully, you can see that the long knife is hanging on the waist, and the double-headed spear is carrying two baskets. The wooden lid is tightly covered. When you open it, you can see that all the spiritual rice is left inside.
Well, she still remembered that she was squeezed out by Lu San with despicable means. After leaving the market, she got on Zhidie and left. As a result, she saw Lu San leading the two men to pursue her in the distance without any concealment.
She ran away in a hurry, but the three of them were unlucky.
There happened to be a conflict between two monks in the dense forest, and the aftermath of the magic tore the three people flying overhead. Fortunately, she was more than ten feet away and escaped without any trouble. .
"I'm really lucky today. I have to tell the lady when I get back."
"Monk Zhenqiu will definitely not let it go if his servant dies. He might have some crooked thoughts and let her prepare in advance. ”
"In addition, the Immortal Master must also report what should be reported. After all, someone is dead."
Sister Hong thought about it and hurried on. When she returned to the mountain, she went to see Pan Furong first.
Then Pan Furong came forward and met her fellow servants on duty, and told her that her handyman accidentally witnessed the death of several other handymen.
The disciple on duty didn’t take it seriously after hearing this. It was just a few handyman disciples who died. What’s the big deal? Mortals without spiritual roots will never die.
Due to sect rules, the disciples on duty rushed to the scene and conducted a hasty survey of the scene.
Three mummies whose bodies had been drained of blood were suspected to be inherited from the demon sect's turbid blood lineage, with demonic aura mixed in them.
We came to the conclusion that the two monks, whose backgrounds were probably one demon and the other, got into an argument, and when they started fighting, the aftermath of their magic blasted the unlucky three to pieces.
Because the magic power in the field is weak and it is just a matter of practicing Qi cultivation, the disciple on duty will file it away.
As for searching Sister Hong’s soul to find out the truth, it is even more impossible.
Hey, my dear, it’s just a few handyman disciples who died. How is it worth using soul searching methods?
Forget about fighting the enemy. In the late stage of Qi training, the disciple can reluctantly use the clumsy soul-searching technique to search for memories and shoot the opponent's head with it.
But Sister Hong is our own handyman after all. If we want to search for souls without any side effects, we must invite a foundation-building overhaul to take charge.
Which foundation-building master would delay his practice time just because three handymen died?
Anyway, it is common for cultivators to rob, fight, and fight under the Tianlun Sect.
Even the feet of a mortal emperor are not so clean.
As long as the core interests of Tianlun Sect and Fangshi are not endangered, the sect will not bother to care about these passers-by.
Everything is done.
Back to Pan Furong, now in the small courtyard with the name Zhenmei.
Sister Hong shook her head and explained what Monk Zhenqiu’s handyman Lu San did today.
She looked at Pan Furong, who had shaved off her hair and was wearing a hat and robe, and felt a pain in her heart.
"Miss," her title has never changed for decades, "Lu San is dead, and although the sect doesn't care, Zhenqiu might cause trouble."
"You have to be careful..."
(End of this chapter)