The man in a broad robe and long sleeves walking with a sword was none other than Wu Shuang, who was hurrying back from Qiling. The old poisonous creature Wu Shuang spoke of across the way was none other than the master of the alchemist Yang Fu, the master of the alluring cicada.
As soon as the two people met each other, there was a lot of friction between their words. It could be said that they were like needles, and they would not give in. Wu Shuang never imagined that he had used his sword energy to gouge out the patella of this old poisonous disciple that day, without incurring any more debts of murder, and actually attracted the rightful master.
All kinds of changes really caught him by surprise. In desperation, Wu Shuang found a group of caravans heading to Yizhang and stuffed Yun Zhong, the confused monk Zhang Er, into them, and also put in a lot of silver.
With Wu Shuang's normal temperament, he would have to compare the effort of burning incense with others for two coins, but once he got the chance, the fat man in charge demanded a lot of money, and he was patient and didn't pay back even half of the penny.
It was not Wu Shuang's unprecedented generosity. After all, with this old poisonous man's reputation and temper, if he could not wait for Wu Shuang's return and broke down the mountain gate, his entire family would be wiped out, along with the lives of several disciples. Most of the damage was done.
The old poisonous man is ruthless and unpredictable, and is known to almost everyone in the world.
Therefore, Wu Shuang could not wait, and Yun Zhong's safety was in danger, so he had to put it aside for the time being and turn his head to deal with the disaster at the mountain gate.
"It seems that you were the one who took out my disciple's patella." The old poisonous man Jie Jie said with a smile, "Everyone knows that if you, Wu Shuang, are reasonable, you never say a word of nonsense before a match, but if you are not reasonable, then Let’s get some advantage from words first.”
"It's a joke. You, an old poisonous creature, almost killed my disciple by borrowing his alluring cicada. How can I, the master, be so unreasonable?" Wu Shuang sneered, disapproving, "Since each of us insists on one thing, It's better to have a good life, to recruit people easily, and to control the rules with big fists, how about it? We haven't seen each other for ten years, so it is more in line with you and me to give him a good meal as a gift of reunion. "
"I didn't expect that after ten years of separation, you, Wu Shuang, and I are the most congenial in temperament. The rich appearance you have now is actually a bit more lovable than when you were so young." The man in black robe smiled heartily, but there was something on his hand. Not slow at all. In the blink of an eye, nearly half of the cicadas flew away, heading straight for Wu Shuang's door, with a fierce and unpredictable attack.
Today there is no one in Nanli who can use poisonous poisons better than anyone else, and they rely on this skill of cultivating poisonous poisons to dominate the world. The ferocity and violence of the Alluring Cicada of this age and the toughness of its muscles and bones are definitely not comparable to the poisonous cicada in Yang Fu's hands back then.
When Fang took action at this moment, Wu Shuang found it difficult to deal with it.
The sword energy is everywhere. Wu Shuang was able to withstand the first wave of fierce attacks, and the green frost under her feet was trembling.
The man in black robe gathered the poisonous cicada, his eyes a little suspicious. Apart from the old friends of Wu Shuang's disciples, I am afraid that no one among the cultivators in the nine countries in the world can understand this old enemy as well as him. Even if he has not made any progress for ten years, he will not be in such a mess. The poisonous cicadas have not yet emerged. Logically speaking, given Wu Shuang's level, he should not be so reluctant.
"What happened back then, I didn't expect to hurt you to this extent. Why not use Zidian together? If you are defeated, you will have no regrets."
In response, Wu Shuang just laughed and said, "Sissy."
In an instant, almost all the poisonous cicadas attacked.
The young man far away at the foot of the mountain finally picked up the old book, his whole body soaked with sweat, dragging a long mark on the ground. The young man opened the old book and leaned against the corner with great effort, feeling instantly satisfied.
The only fly in the ointment is that the cicadas chirping outside the window became more and more noisy, which made the young man irritated and cursed angrily, "What a scream! If you don't have to die of old age when autumn comes, it's better to take advantage of your life to see the world's scenery. It's useless." Then he randomly selected the acupuncture points and tried to penetrate the veins all over the body.
At the entrance of the village, the woman was chatting with the old lady in the village who had nothing to do. There was no way, the weather was really hot, and many people didn’t want to go out to fetch water at three o’clock in the sunrise, so they had to take advantage of the remaining warm moisture at night to come to the well, and there would be a line of 20 people standing in line every time they came and went. There was a long line of callers. The people in the village had become familiar with the woman in the past few days, so many people asked the woman to rush to fetch water, but they were declined by the women one by one, so they had to give up.
"Let me tell you, Mr. Zhao really picked up a girl for free. Not to mention she is pretty. Regardless of whether she is taking care of the family or taking care of the gang affairs, she is the only one in this area. Such a good girl can be considered an advantage for him. That's it." An old woman in her sixties said, leaning her shoulder pole slightly on the ground to rest her sore waist and legs for a while.
The woman was surprised and was about to retort, but a middle-aged woman in front of her took the lead and said jokingly, "Don't make it difficult for this girl. She hasn't left the court yet, so she is not a legitimate daughter-in-law. According to me, Look, it's better to wait until the rice is ready for cooking." As soon as these words came out, countless women laughed and made a mess.
The woman was stunned, and her face was quietly stained with a hint of rouge, which made many young and strong men in the group stare straight. He secretly scolded Zhao Ziyang for being so lucky that he could win the favor of such a beautiful woman. When he thought about his own mother-in-law, he immediately became dejected and his energy to get up early was gone.
But the next moment, the woman frowned, glanced at Nangong Mountain, and then looked back, as if she had never looked at the scene in the mountain.
"It's weird, is it still Nianyi who is in the first state? This visit around Nangong Mountain is getting more and more interesting." Among the clouds on the mountain, the man in black robe looked at the woman carefully, his eyes becoming more and more curious.
At present, Wu Shuang was surrounded by Qingcheng cicadas, and it was difficult to escape. Even the sound of the sword among them had faded, and it no longer had the power it had just now. The man in black robe was somewhat uninterested, and instead turned his attention to the woman at the entrance of the village.
At first glance, this woman seemed to have no knowledge of qi movement techniques. But if you look carefully, you can see that there are wisps of fresh air extending from the mouth and nose, returning to the large acupoints all over the body, nourishing the whole body. It is clear that it has passed the initial state and reached the state of virtual thought. In the eyes of the man in black robe, it is indeed very strange.
Moreover, it had been several days since he arrived at Nangong Mountain. For several days, he had not noticed that there was a beautiful second-level woman hiding in the small village at the foot of the mountain.
Ordinary practitioners know that from a high state, one can look down at a lower state, and the depth of the latter's state can be seen clearly at a glance without much effort. When you reach the realm of the black-robed man, even if there is any spiritual treasure attached to him, it will be difficult to block your sight. There are only a few spiritual treasures in the world. They have been handed down from ancient times and are in the hands of all the major sects and Juepin. Moreover, there are very few people in the world who can refine the artifacts. How can they be handed over to a weak person? In women's hands.
Besides, which genius born with immortal bones can reach the first level at this age?
Out of curiosity, the man in black robe stepped into Qingcheng and wanted to go down the mountain to take a peek.
I heard the sound of crashing clouds inside the Nangong Mountain Sect.
