It started to rain lightly again, and it seemed to rain a lot during this time.
The remaining dozen or so ancient masters in the village finally reached a compromise and rushed to the dilapidated house where Xuanyuan Qingqing was, seemingly discussing something.
Xin Zhuo glanced at the sky. It was not yet noon, and there was still plenty of time. He didn't know what Lao Lu's plan was, but since he had to kill so many masters, it was obviously not a good thing.
Moreover, he didn't think it was very reliable to kill so many super-earth immortal masters with the power of a village without the presence of high-level warriors.
He turned around and went back to his small courtyard. He repeatedly told his mother and the others not to leave the courtyard, and after closing the door tightly, he walked towards the courtyard door holding a large vat of moon-watching well water and a bag of bowls on his back.
The village's affairs belong to the village, and its own operations belong to itself. How to handle these ancient warriors, return the treasures to them, and make them feel that they owe themselves, and take the opportunity to sacrifice their souls and seize them, is the top priority.
As soon as I opened the courtyard door, I couldn't help but be startled. I felt that the formation in my home suddenly bounced up on its own.
There were three people standing in front of the door. The leading woman was enchanting and charming. Her eyes were moving, which made people's hearts beat faster and their hearts became unbearably hot.
It was the Baihua Charming of the Hehuan Holy Sect, but his brows were furrowed at the moment, as if he was surprised by the formation in the small courtyard.
This woman has been very secretive these days. She doesn't go out or look for anything. She just sits cross-legged in an abandoned hut with her maid, and occasionally kills people when she comes out. I wonder how she ended up here now?
Fortunately, it was blocked by the formation.
Xin Zhuo's heart tightened. He was most afraid that people outside would notice his family members. He was afraid that something might happen to him. He immediately closed the courtyard door tightly and turned around and said, "What's the matter?"
"Where is this place? It seems different from other villagers' homes? My sister wants to go in and take a look!"
Baihua Fengyun smiled charmingly, her eyes seemed to be looking into the courtyard through the crack in the door, and following her gaze, Xin Zhuo felt his heart beat ten times faster, his internal organs were extremely hot, and he was threatening to explode in an instant.
Oh shit!
Xin Zhuo endured it and said dullly: "I'm just about to help you find the treasure at home. Do you want to keep it for yourself? Do you want other people's treasures too?"
"you……"
Baihua Fengyun's expression changed, and she immediately took two steps back. She was wrapped in a dazzling innate martial arts, and red steel needles guarded her surroundings. One of them went straight to Xin Zhuo's eyebrows with a devastating force.
Xin Zhuo felt cold all over his body and couldn't move. This woman's realm was extremely deep, far beyond his own. She could actually be imprisoned with just one glance?
There was a "crunch" in the yard behind me, which was the sound of Ji Jiuwei rushing out of the door.
Xin Zhuo couldn't remind her not to come out, so she had to look deeper into the village.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
I saw a bright sword of ice and snow and a three-edged hazy sword with a black iron and brass handle, arriving in front of me silently.
There is no dazzling aura, but the aura of awe-inspiring is enough to make people feel frightened.
"when!"
The red steel needle that hit him was knocked away by the sword, and the long sword stabbed into the stone slab in front of him. The sword body swayed slightly, and a heavy martial arts lingered around, protecting his body. Body.
And the knife slashed hard at Baihua Fengyun, splitting into nine parts in an instant, scattering the dense steel needles, swaying slightly, spinning rapidly, as if teleporting, and took the heads of the two nine-turn Earth Immortal maids behind Baihua Fengyun.
"puff--"
Blood spattered, and the headless corpses of the two maids staggered and fell to the ground, a large area covered with bright red blood.
The Baihua Charming took seven or eight steps back, each step leaving a deep footprint, with dense spider web-like cracks surrounding the footprints.
"Buzz——"
The three silent martial arts collided and rippled, and then they swayed around.
"Bang!"
The formation of the small courtyard shook, and the courtyard door also shook and made an overwhelming sound. Ji Jiuwei, who was behind the door, took two steps back, but worried about his son's safety, he still took a few steps forward, but did not open the door anyway.
Xin Zhuo finally breathed a sigh of relief. He had made the right bet. The world of warriors was filled with killings at every turn, which was really frightening. Moreover, it seemed that the higher the level of killing skills, the less movement there was. The restraint and purity of the masters were staggering.
"Hehehe, this little brother is just joking, why should you mind?"
Baihua Fengyun glanced at Xin Zhuo, with murderous intent in her eyes. Then she played with her hair lightly and returned to her charming demeanor. She didn't care about the death of two maids, "What the hell is it like to find your own treasure? Everyone has been wary and wary, it’s really boring, now it’s fine, this little brother in the village wants to help us divide it?”
"call out……"
In silence, more than a dozen figures appeared around.
Chen Changsheng, who was like a boy next door, waved. The sword beside Xin Zhuo fell into his hand by itself. He put it into its sheath lightly and said with a smile: "Little brother, are you serious about what you said? I have been troubled these past few days. If the village The middleman knows where each treasure is hidden, and returns it to us accurately, as per the old rules of the past, one hundred Wuyun Stones!"
"That makes sense!"
Xuanyuan Qingqing hooked her fingers, holding the sharp knife that was still flying around, and inserted it into the scabbard on the back with a flick, "I will give you one hundred martial arts stones with both hands. In addition, if the little brother has martial arts, Thoughts, I can open your pulse!"
Gongsun Li, old nun Kudu and others stared at Xin Zhuo with deep eyes, and there was a hint of kindness on their faces.
Xin Zhuo felt the pressure and didn't say anything. He walked straight to a vacant yard in the village with his head sullen.
Everyone looked at each other speechlessly and had no choice but to follow him.
When he arrived at the courtyard, Xin Zhuo put down the jar of water from Wangyue Well and a plate of bowls, and said angrily, "Wait for me!"
Then he turned around and left.
Everyone watched him leave, and the old nun Kudu recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, this longevity village has been lifeless for several days. There are only four young people who are just burying corpses. We have checked the temple and it seems that this longevity village is responsible for the work." In the workshop, the formation is so mysterious that you can’t tell the truth or the truth. I wonder why this little brother from the village suddenly divided the treasures for me?”
They really couldn't see the reality of the longevity temple. In fact, except for Xin Zhuo, the direct bloodline descendants of Jiang Taixu, even Ji Jiuwei and Lao Taijun couldn't enter.
Gongsun Li said coldly: "No matter what the reason is, when that little brother comes back, you will know when you ask. We have found all the treasures and leave immediately!"
"What Miss Gongsun said makes so much sense!"
A skinny young master said: "It's really boring to waste so long time for no reason. My treasure is only useful to my sect, and it's not a good thing. I hope you can be kind to me!"
The meaning of this is very clear, don't try to take my idea, I will take it and leave.
Everyone was silent and seemed too lazy to answer.
"Pap..."
At this time, the little brother came back, with seven or eight men behind him, carrying dozens of strange things, such as brooms, pipes, stools, rolling pins, boxes, chicken feather blankets, pickled vegetable jars... And of course there’s the giant “pumice stone.”
After putting down the things, seven or eight men left. The little brother stood aside with a gloomy face.
A group of ancient warriors glanced at the dazzling array of crystal-clear and deep-breathing household objects, with a trace of confusion flashing in their eyes.
To be honest, the smells of these things are exactly the same, and it is impossible to tell what is inside. They can perfectly cover up all the smells of their own treasures. The craftsmanship of the villagers in Changshou Village is truly amazing.
Immediately, a group of people couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Well, they could finally take it back and leave the village.
Xin Zhuo had a panoramic view of the expressions of the group of people, turned around and poured out sixteen bowls of water from Wangyue Well, corresponding to sixteen people: "Village water, village hospitality, please!"
How to make these people drink well water is actually a difficult problem. You can't force it at all, and you can't find a better and more willing excuse. Playing tricks and talking nonsense is too childish and simple in the eyes of these people who have lived for who knows how long. Please drink directly. I am from Changshou Village, which naturally makes you think of me as an honest person. If you don’t drink, I won’t tell the difference!
A group of people frowned slightly, and the coquettish woman Baihua Fengyun smiled and said: "Why should you drink water if you are not thirsty? Is it poisonous?"
Xin Zhuo kept a straight face.
"Since this is the way of hospitality in the village, even if you drink poison!"
Chen Changsheng took the initiative to step forward, drank a bowl, tasted it for a while, and said with a smile: "It's a little sweet. The sweet spring from the thousand-year-old well in the village is really refreshing!"
A capable person is not afraid of anything he drinks.
Of course it's sweet, I put sugar in it, Xin Zhuo looked at the others.
"The poor nun is indeed thirsty!" Master Kudu made a gentle move, and a bowl of Wangyue Well water flew out on its own, and he swallowed it with his mouth open.
The rest of the people took water and drank it.
Xin Zhuo's heart was filled with excitement. Very good. The first step was successful and he started to perform.
He said with a dull and honest look: "The sect's treasures that were mortgaged in the village for too long have been turned into household items by the villagers, making it impossible for you to find them and killing people in the village for no reason.
I, Jiang Dalong, couldn't stand it anymore. I spent a long time finding the villagers who made the items and recalled them one by one. I didn't sleep for twelve days and identified the treasures of each of your families. "
"It's hard work!"
A middle-aged woman in the Yinxu realm held up her hands and said: "Thank you, little brother. I heard that the villagers of Changshou don't know martial arts. As Miss Xuanyuan of the Yunwu Sea said, if you want to practice martial arts, can we try to open your pulse?" "
"I don't want it!" Xin Zhuo said calmly: "I should do it even if I am exhausted. That's the kind of person I am."
Everyone looked at each other, and even the most thoughtful people couldn't help but feel slightly moved. Although this kid was a bit stubborn, he was still honest and honest, which made people feel emotional.
Xuanyuan Qingqing looked at more than thirty various objects and said coldly: "There are some more ownerless things, I don't know..."
After killing so many people, it was obvious that they could not be killed in vain.
"I'll give it to you!"
Xin Zhuo said in a naive manner: "I will give you the final result of being beaten to death by the village chief. One piece for each family. You can't take more."
Everyone's expressions were different, and they sighed again. There was an extra treasure for no reason. This villager is really good.
The heat is enough.
Xin Zhuo didn't even need to check the note given by Lao Lu. He turned around and picked up an iron broom wrapped in black crystal and handed it to Gongsun Li: "Yours is a glazed moon-breaking bow, right? The bow is straightened and wrapped with strings. Inside, here you go!”
Gongsun Li's face became much more relaxed and he took the broom: "Thank you!"
First, he closed his eyes and felt it, and then a burst of Yinxu realm energy surged out of Green Green's palm. The black crystal fell off on its own, revealing a bow, but the brilliance had dissipated, and it lacked the aura it should have.
But it doesn't matter, if you return to Xuantian Sword Sect, you can recover in a few months.
Everyone looked a little relieved when they saw it.
Xin Zhuo picked up another square crystal iron stone bench and handed it to Master Kudu: "The true body of the ancient Buddha in your family, right?"
Master Kudu smiled slightly: "How good!"
He took the stone bench and flicked it, revealing the dim golden Buddha statue inside. He couldn't help but sigh. It was so simple, but he couldn't find it after searching for several days.
Xin Zhuo handed the pumice stone to Chen Changsheng again: "Your Haotian Origin Stone!"
Then he handed the rolling pin to Baihua Fengyun: "Your family's Blood Moon Acacia Ceremony!"
Passing Jiang Laobao's pipe rod to Xuanyuan Qingqing: "Xuantian Hundreds of Soldiers..."
The remaining people who didn't know each other directly reported the names of the sect's treasures. After a while, the handover was completed one by one, and then each of the more than a dozen ownerless objects was given as a gift, and the extra one was thrown to Gongsun Li.
Turn around and leave without any hesitation.
As soon as they left the courtyard, they saw a dazzling light over the entire village, the formation was activated, and in the distance from the longevity temple, three vast murderous auras flashed out, and they were... those of Jiang Taixu and the others. Phantom!
As if they were attracted by these treasures from each family, or had a subtle connection with each other, they suddenly appeared above Gongsun Li and Chen Changsheng. They opened their eyes and scanned them indifferently. There was a feeling that Xin Zhuo could not feel. The majestic pressure fell on a group of people instantly, and then each of them stretched out a finger.
This finger, along with the entire village's formation, lit up, dazzlingly bright.
Holy shit! Life or death!
Lao Lu is so damn cruel! These are all warriors above the eighteenth level.
Xin Zhuo's heart was beating wildly. If all these people died, his sacrifice to the spirits would be in vain.
Once the sacrifice spirit dies, there is no ability left at all. There is a time difference and it is too late to return home.
He flashed to the small courtyard of a house next door: "Third Aunt, let me borrow it!"
He walked into the room and immediately called out the Moon Watching Well.
[Sacrifice to the spirit: Gongsun Li, debt 40, alive 1768 years, chronological age 76, remaining life 325 years, triple sea of yin deficiency...]
[Sacrifice to the soul: Chen Changsheng, debt 30, alive 1961, chronological age 91, remaining life 438 years, triple sea of yin deficiency...]
[Sacrifice to the soul: hardship, debt 15, survival 1968, chronological age 136, remaining life 125 years, triple sea of yin deficiency...]
[Sacrifice to the spirit: Xuanyuan Qingqing, debt 27, alive 1566 years, chronological age 88, remaining life 31 years, triple sea of yin deficiency...]
[Sacrifice to the spirit: the charm of hundreds of flowers, debt 42, survival 1733 years, chronological age 51, remaining life 7 years, triple sea of yin deficiency...]
Damn it!
Xin Zhuo couldn't help but curse. How ruthless are these old Yinbi? I have paid so much and only have such a small debt?
"ah……"
A piercing scream came from the courtyard not far away.
Xin Zhuo immediately looked at the other sacrificial spirits in the well:
[Sacrifice to the spirit: Situ Hai, debt 88... the nine innate immortals turned around...]
[Sacrifice to the spirit: Si'er, debt 85...the innate immortal nine turns around...]
[Sacrifice to the spirit: Lin Juan, debt 77... the nine innate immortals turned around...]
[Sacrifice to the spirit: Kuangfu Zhang, debt 69... is dead! 】
These are all the disciples and servants around Gongsun Li and the others, and their debts are qualified. It’s just that the old ghosts in the Yinxu Realm can’t pay their debts. I don’t know if it’s because of their xinxing problems or because their realm is too low to make them produce too much. Debt in mind.
"ah……"
The screams from the front continued.
That's too late!
grab!
[The mellow innate nine-turn realm of immortality! 】
[Stable innate earthly immortal nine-turn realm! 】
…
[Nine-turn sword blade! 】
【Hidden Dragon Power! 】
【Duckweed Ruoying! 】
…
very good! It’s all innate martial arts, that’s enough!
But in one step, you can enter the world and turn around like nine immortals!
Xin Zhuo's mind wavered, and he stretched out his hand, and just as he was about to absorb it, he heard a "boom", the whole house was shattered, and the third aunt in the courtyard fell in a pool of blood.
Xuanyuan Qingqing's face was pale with a hint of cyan, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth, dripping on the snow-white sphere. He was holding a snow-white knife, and he came in a flash and went straight to catch him.
"?"
Catch me for what?
Xin Zhuo immediately used the "Nine Nether Illusion Technique" and turned into a shadow, hiding in the corner.
Unexpectedly, Xuanyuan Qingqing saw through it at a glance, made ripples with her right hand, grabbed his neck accurately, jumped up, and flew straight into the distance.
Xin Zhuo felt sore and numb all over and couldn't move. The gap between the Earth Immortal and the Yinxu Realm was too big. He was flying in mid-air. He subconsciously glanced down and saw that the yard where the spoils were divided was in a mess. There were almost a dozen corpses. They became meat pies, including the talkative old groom and Xuanyuan Qingqing's two disciples.
Only Gongsun Li, Kudu Nun, Chen Changsheng, Baihua Fengyun and Xuanyuan Qingqing were still alive.
Gongsun Li and the other four were seriously injured and staggered to the edge of the village. Unfortunately, the village was closed and the formation was in motion, making it impossible to get out.
But in mid-air, the shadows of Jiang Taixu and the others still existed, and they chased after them in one step.
"Come out with your sword and break this formation with me!"
Gongsun Li jumped into the air, and the glazed azure sword flashed out behind him, glowing with hundreds of feet of light, and struck the formation with a bang, tearing a gash.
Four people appeared in a flash!
Xuanyuan Qingqing carried Xin Zhuo and skillfully got out at the moment when the opening of the formation was about to close.
(End of chapter)
