Chapter 640: Fewer Poor People

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There is a gloomy west wind in the sky, and there is a gust of energy flowing underground.

The sword moved in perfect harmony, and in the eyes of the old man, he was really walking through the layers of mist. Step by step, he cut away all the layers of mist in front of the young man. It was hard to see the original thick appearance, but only for a moment. In the meantime, the young man punched the hilt of the sword a dozen times, and then he actually lifted his foot and kicked hard to the tail of the sword, causing all the slight mist that was still flowing at the tip of the sword to disperse.

After many days of practicing the inner martial arts taught by Ling Tengqi, Yun Zhong rarely had the opportunity to face the enemy. Now, with the fog in front of his eyes, he threw them together. Although his power and fist moves were not brilliant, he was still very lucky. With great strength, he stepped back and twisted his waist, and actually dug the sword deeply into the mist. The sword's edge vibrated and trembled slightly. The sound of the sword echoed through the clouds and rocks. He pushed it closer an inch again and almost penetrated the old man's face.

In this way, even though the old man has always acted recklessly and never paid attention to the two people in front of him, he still had to stand up and frowned at the young man outside the mist in front of him. At this moment, he stepped on the tail of the sword with one foot, and the two His eyes were full of energy, not as frightened and awe-inspiring as his half-doppelganger was at the critical moment of life and death, but his face was full of joy, and he even almost grinned the corner of his mouth to the base of his ears without concealing it at all.

Yun Zhong was indeed very happy, but it had nothing to do with the inner fists, but he remembered the time when he was on the top of Nangong Mountain watching the clouds and practicing swordsmanship. Although he was extremely tired, his eyes were often red and swollen, so he had to go down the mountain. From the side of the stream, take some cold and refreshing water and apply it to the orbits of your eyes to relieve your fatigue. But at that time, it seemed that the vast sea of ​​clouds on the mountainside could be seen by the young man one by one. He could also see one or two weak sword energy hidden among the thousands of clouds. With such eyesight, even those who would later enter the second realm At this time, logically speaking, when you first enter the realm of emptiness, your ears and eyes should be sharp, and everything in front of your eyes and ears will be much clearer. However, even so, the young man has never experienced such a sense of clarity. Only during those days of watching clouds, he suddenly felt that his eyesight was light. quiet.

But when he looked at the clouds and mist again today, Yun Zhong found that he could see very clearly. The mist threads among them were clear and clear, clear and sharp, which was very similar to the feeling when he looked at the clouds and learned the sword, so he didn't care about it for the time being. Most of the things in front of him were forgotten, so with a smile on his face, he wiped the cuffs of his sword tail master clean, and grinned at the old man who looked a little astonished for a moment.

"Ordinarily, I should be respectfully called senior. After all, he has been alive for many years, and he is many generations older than me in terms of age and years of practice. But since he has done many nasty and cruel things, I can't blame him for calling him a toothless old dog."

The old man was not angry, but was as calm as ever. He stood up and glanced at the young man, "It is rare to be able to see the veins of clouds and mists. However, it is probably because the mountain temple has been in disrepair for a long time, so its power is slightly weaker." One point, otherwise with your current cultivation level, how could you be so capable of breaking through the clouds and mist, but now even if you are lucky enough to break through the clouds and mist, there is nothing you two can do to me."

"Of course the soldiers will stop it, and the water will cover it with the soil."

The green old man patted the dust on his arms, raised his eyebrows and looked at the scholar in front of him, and said with an upright smile, "Shanjiu is almost exterminated. What's more terrifying, little old man, is that all five realms in the world can act together, maybe. I can't find a few of them, so why should I be afraid of people from the Five Realms? What's more, I'm at a disadvantage now. The one who should give in is you, a young man with an almost withered spirit. Why should I be anxious and wait outside the door? The grandsons of my clan will kill those two people first and then show off. When Wu Shuangxun comes to visit, it will still be difficult to do anything."

"Don't underestimate me, Shanjiu clan has accumulated wealth for many years. If we come to the Five Realms to look for it, we may not be able to take advantage of it. I really don't believe it. I have such ability when I first entered the Five Realms. I can destroy the mountain." This is the mountain gate of the Qi tribe."

Yan Jiaqing nodded solemnly and said, "This person's five realms were obtained by practicing hard in seclusion for two or three years. If he had cultivated along the path of the sages, with his talent and talent, he would definitely not have spent such a long time. If you are really suspicious, senior, you might as well ask the person outside to try and kill that kid to see if you can see the mighty sword energy like rain here."

As if suddenly, the earth shook and the sky shook.

Outside the Ziyin Mountain, flying birds are flying like ink, like hemp, all flying into the sky from the deep forest, flapping their wings, hiding the sky and blocking out the sun, and the sound of feathers is folding, making the sky cold and cold, and the long clouds are gradually moving and scattering ice flakes.

The huge Yinshan Mountains stretched endlessly, but the whole mountain suddenly shook.

Near the City God's Temple, blood and water exploded all over the ground.

There was blood in Ning Quan'an's throat. No matter how hard he pressed it with both hands, it was difficult to stop the blood from slipping down and wet the hem of his clothes. Two or three transparent holes in the front and back that were nearly the size of a cup suddenly appeared on his chest. He knelt down on the ground unable to do so. , his eyes gradually faded.

If you want to cultivate in the three realms for the first time and take the ten moves of the four realms, the price will naturally be unbearable.

Even though this man has been practicing for a long time and has accumulated a lot of inner energy, he still can't resist the four realms of supernatural power knocking on the door. He is like a wild horse running wild and a tiger leaping across the stream. He is almost dead as soon as he takes a hand. He fights with only his fists. With strong thoughts, I was able to snatch a moment for the young man. He was left with bruises, a missing leg, a wound on his chest, and a broken throat.

The young man on the side also struggled to sit up, but his posture was quite weird. His arms and muscles were broken, and he couldn't exert any strength. He put his head on the ground and forced himself to sit up on his knees. He staggered to sit still and suddenly spit out several mouthfuls of black blood. His chest Ups and downs, it took a long time to recover slightly.

The lower abdomen seemed to be cut in half by a sword, almost black blood gurgling out, like a water bag being pierced, and dripping down in front of the eyes, and soon the big flower was fainted, it was clearly a cold world, looking down, but it was like five There are many flowers blooming on the top of the jade building. The young man moved with difficulty, but he felt a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen. He guessed that most of the main bones in his chest and lower abdomen had been broken and fractured. Every time he moved, bone fragments would penetrate his skin, flesh, and organs. The pain was unbearable for a moment. When he arrived, he almost fainted.

When Ning Nangongshan's Senior Brother Liu Qing and Second Senior Brother Qian Yin worked together to refine the Void Pill, when it exploded, most of them rushed straight towards the old man, even if they did not move towards the young man himself. The extremely powerful power contained in it was still the order of the day. Yun Zhongzhou's body was covered in blood and flesh, and his muscles and bones were shattered. Every time you accumulate, you can make the Xu Dan more condensed. Although he has been troubled by poor meridians since entering Nangong Mountain, Yun Zhong has never delayed his practice. Especially when he is alone in Huchao Pavilion, he has more and more free time. During this year of hard training, even though it was still difficult to use the Xudan, the weight contained in the latter was still extremely heavy. With one blow, the old man was embedded in the wall of the City God's Temple, and he did not move for a long time.

But the old man who was shaken to the wall of the City God's Temple by the power of Xu Dan's fragmentation calmed down for a while, and finally stood up, shook off the rubble and dirt all over his body, walked up to the young man covered in blood, and seeing that his movements really didn't seem to be a hindrance, he knelt down. , asked with a strange expression, "As far as I know, when Ning Quan settled on Taoyuan Island, he never recognized any cultivators. He risked half his life for an unrelated outsider and destroyed his reliance on cultivation. In your opinion, is it a pretty good deal?"

"Not everyone thinks that everything in the world can be summed up by the word business." Yun Zhong simply sat aside, covering his bloody belly with his hand, and said with a weak smile, "Nangong Mountain is such a place, and there are only a few people on it. These people can all risk their lives for the so-called righteousness. They neither impose themselves on others nor care about what people in the world think of them. Naturally, people who have stepped out of this world cannot lose their status."

"The master will scold you if you lose your reputation as a master."

The old man looked at the young man sitting cross-legged in the pool of blood with a complicated expression. He didn't say anything for a while. Finally, he sighed softly, followed the young man's example, and sat down in the blood, letting his clothes be dyed crimson.

"When I was a boy, it was the time when all the immortals in the world were chasing after the monkeys, and even a message in the market, which may not be true, would be sold for an extremely high amount of money, attracting many people to come and compete for it. "Never stop," the old man murmured. He had already transformed into a child again, looking up at the pale and cold sky. It took him a while to come back to his senses. "People say that the magic tricks of the mountain are endless, and they can also cause cramps." Peeling the skin, it is suitable to be held in the hand when practicing Taoism, and it can also be thrown into the elixir furnace to produce a furnace of extremely good elixirs. Therefore, people all over the world are hunting for this clan, completely forgetting that we have been protecting them from ancient times to the present. Countless ethnic groups, and even many mountain god Chenghuang temples, still have statues of their ancestors.”

"Since people don't know what gratitude means, I have been thinking since I was a child that one day my cultivation will increase, and one day I can lead all the people in the world into the medicine field, remove their heads and skins, feed them a lot of good medicine, and rejuvenate that clan elder. Because regardless of being pedantic or too cowardly, that person saved my life after all, and saved me from being skinned and deboned by mountains of corpses and seas of blood. No matter what, I must do my best to repay the favor. .”

The child looked at Yun Zhong, whose eyes were gradually distracted. He grinned with white teeth, and then quickly retracted his smile and sighed, "Since I came into the world, no one has ever taught me the so-called loyalty. , what is the meaning of righteousness, what should be done and what should not be done, although my grandfather has taught me many times, but no matter what, I can't swallow that breath."

"Maybe you have better luck than me."

Even so, there was no hint of disappointment on the face of the thin child. Instead, he was extremely indifferent. When he looked at Yun Zhong, he was actually very happy.

"There are fewer miserable people like me in the world. Perhaps this world is more attractive for people to linger on."

When the cold wind came, the boy's body fell into pieces.

Just like in the autumn season, the ancient trees that have been strong for countless years have cracked old skin on the outside and are peeling off every inch, but the boy still has a smile on his face and a green light flowing all over his body.

Ziyin Mountain, which has been colder for many, many years, finally shows signs of welcoming spring under this green stream of light that goes straight into the sky.