In the northern border of the vast territory, the Zhuwu Principality is not well-known among the principalities under the name of the Daqian Holy Dynasty. The southwest road to the southeast of Bianzhou, the majestic city of Bianzhou, is a remote and war-torn land. The people are fierce and the warriors are even more vulgar. There is also the monster that appears from time to time.
Fireworks bloom in March, the grass grows and orioles fly, and the fragrance of flowers all over the mountains and plains blows towards "Shanying Town". Passing through the only two streets, it blows past the bodies of a large number of wandering warriors, bodyguards and ferocious-looking men, and then turns into a strong fragrance. The smell of sweat and feet.
"Xiankai Kezhai" is a newly opened Kezhai. It has a crooked locust wood signboard with four characters of dragons and phoenixes dancing on it. There is a yellow dog and three beggars lying in front of the gate. Everything seems so casual.
"With a radius of a hundred miles, I can kill whoever I want. Whoever dares to mess with me doesn't want to live anymore? Han Wu's grandson will have to do it sooner or later!"
There is a tyrant in the town, who owns a bodyguard agency and two gambling houses. He has connections in the government and the army. He is also a formidable Yangshi master and has at least thirty lives on his hands. He leads a group of wolves and tigers. His men strode over, slapped three beggars away, bypassed the little yellow dog and entered the guest village, found a table to sit down, and slapped the table hard: "Ten kilograms of roasted knives, thirty kilograms of cooked beef, you want quick!"
"Okay!"
The waiter sneaked into the kitchen, quickly came out with food and drinks, and put them down respectfully, "Master Ma, please use them slowly!"
Mr. Ma picked up the beef and tasted it. He spat it out and said angrily: "Why are you so sexy today? Don't you want to live anymore?"
The waiter who hadn't gone far turned pale with fright and stammered: "Master Ma, Master Ma..."
"If you don't want to eat, get out of here, I'll give you face, you piece of shit!"
A lazy voice suddenly came from the lounge chair behind the counter.
Ma Sanye's face changed, his eyes were full of fear, and then he smiled like a chrysanthemum: "Oh! Master Xin is here today? Aren't you afraid of damaging your old man's sign? This is not allowed, I won't allow it! "
The voice behind the counter said: "I braised that piece of beef!"
Mr. Ma's face changed again, he clapped his hands heavily, and said firmly: "So that's it, I'm just saying, this is not coquettish, it tastes as good as dragon meat in the sky, look at my bad mouth!"
"Plop" he knelt down and ate back bit by bit the meat residue he had just spit out. While eating, he was moved to tears: "The meat braised by Mr. Xin is so delicious that even an emperor wouldn't replace it!"
After saying that, he stood up and ran to the counter, nodded and bowed, took out dozens of taels of gold and put it down, saying with a disgusting look: "Master Xin, protection money, don't you just look down on me? My daughter is fifteen years old. The beauty and beauty are brought to you tonight, don’t look down on the younger one too!”
A tyrant in the town kills whoever he wants, but he has to pay protection fees. The diners and subordinates around the key are not surprised at all, and they are even filled with envy and jealousy.
What an honor it is to be able to say a word to Master Xin!
Xin Zhuo sat up at the counter, collected the gold, and said casually: "If I take the gold, my daughter will be spared the taste!"
Mr. Ma had a disappointed look on his face, but he didn't dare to show it too much. He ran back and tasted the beef seriously, like a fairy.
Xin Zhuo lay back down again out of boredom.
It has been three months since they came out of the Qihuang Forbidden Land. There is no news about the old ghost master and the others. Gongsun Li has already gone out to investigate, and the war in the northern Xinjiang is a mess. The reason is very simple. The "catastrophe of all races" is coming, the catastrophe of the human race, The news that no one can be spared is rampant, and large sects, small sects and even the Holy Land Cave Sky are frantically searching for resources.
Resources are limited, so naturally there is competition, and competition requires killing.
It's true that no one pays attention to what Xin Zhuo is.
There are still a little more than two years before the holy Linyuan rises from the Buddha Mountain in the sea.
He stretched out his hand, and a hint of the quasi-Sage Eight Sect appeared on his fingertips.
That's right! That day, he broke into the Qihuang Forbidden Land and collected a lot of luck. He broke through another door in three months.
But the ninth and tenth gates are as solid as a rock, and there are huge amounts of luck, true energy, and martial arts stones. He asked Gongsun Li that his needs were ten times what she needed back then.
He has tried to offer sacrifices to spirits everywhere. Sorry, Wang Yuejing doesn't like it. How can there be so many opportunities for you to offer sacrifices to spirits?
For the current plan, there is only one way: to destroy the sect, to destroy the big and small sects or major forces, although it is a bit cruel.
In this ghost town, he completely sacrificed his soul and gained all his luck on the first day he arrived. It was a pity that the bullies in this town were a drop in the bucket, but they were dealt with submissively.
At this moment, his ears twitched and his figure disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared, he had already reached a women's boudoir on the second floor.
I saw Gongsun Li sitting cross-legged, drinking tea, dressed in green clothes, with a graceful figure and a handsome face. He did not look like a terrible saint who had lived for hundreds of years!
"Senior sister is back? How is it?"
Xin Zhuo sat aside and poured a cup of tea by himself.
Gongsun Li frowned slightly: "There is no news at all, but it seems that several of the master's close friends have been born, but unfortunately there is no news!"
Xin Zhuo pondered for a moment and said, "Has the disciple on the mountain ever asked?"
Gongsun Li said: "I went to Daqian and met Prince Jing Ji Pixuan. Unbeknownst to him, I met... a quasi-saint girl named Jiang Nuying on the way. She said she knew you and called you uncle!"
Xin Zhuo's heart moved and asked: "What did she say?"
Gongsun Li said: "She was tying a dragon in the Evil Dragon Abyss at the time. She was injured, and I treated her. She asked me if I was from the Qihuang Medical School, and then asked about you. She also said that her family wanted to let you go back. I will give you the treatment of a legitimate son and all the resources, as you choose!"
As he spoke, he looked closely at Xin Zhuo's face.
Xin Zhuo smiled calmly: "What I'm asking is, does she have any news about her master?"
Gongsun Li breathed a sigh of relief: "Girls are just juniors, how do you know?"
Xin Zhuo asked again: "When you came back, was there anyone following you?"
Gongsun Li said: "Senior sister is a saint and has traveled seven thousand miles. Where is there anyone?"
Xin Zhuo nodded and tapped his fingers on the table.
"Seeing that the Buddha Mountain in the Falling Sea is approaching, my junior brother, the eight sects of the Quasi-Sage have been destroyed, and there are still two sects left, what are your plans?" Gongsun Li asked.
"I have my own plans." Xin Zhuo said, "Senior sister Youlao is waiting at the guest village!"
"when are we leaving?"
"In the next few days!"
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In spring, the temperature is moderate and the sunshine is just right, making people feel sleepy.
Xin Zhuo was lying behind the counter, squinting his eyes. There were words written under the table in front of him, such as "Guimen Sect", "Kaitian Sheng Sect", "Huangquan Sect", "Big Buddha Temple" and so on.
The focus is on "Huangquan Sect".
That's right, this ghost super sect, who had been chasing me back then, was actually here in the northern border.
Well, it can be destroyed!
There are many diners in the store at this time, but they are all quiet. Even when paying the bill, they are very gentle, for fear of disturbing the people behind the counter.
At this moment, a pig-killing voice came from outside, wailing: "Master Xin, help! Master Xin, save me..."
Mr. Ma stumbled in and ran in with bleeding from the corner of his mouth, messy hair and a mess. When he got to the counter, he knelt down and kowtowed: "Master Xin, I have always regarded you as my biological father. You Maybe we can’t ignore the small ones!”
"You are a master of Yang Reality!"
Xin Zhuo said slowly.
Warriors in this world have different personalities. Some are immortal, some are good at fame, some are greedy for money and lust, and some prefer worldly wealth. This has nothing to do with realm. Warriors never cultivate their state of mind.
Ma Sanye belongs to the latter.
Ma Sanye stood up immediately, looking like a master of martial arts: "Master Xin is right, the thing is like this... Chunlanyuan, the little rival Han Wu, received a batch of good goods today, all of them are earth immortals, The female cultivator from the Yin Reality Realm is very good-looking. She sincerely went to learn from each other and fell in love with a girl named Yaya.
As a result, Miss Na Yaya said that she was a pure woman, and Han Wu happened to be present. He invited a master from somewhere beside him. His strength was unfathomable, and he easily injured the little one...
Don’t look at the monk’s face and look at the Buddha’s face. The younger one belongs to Master Xin. This matter..."
Xin Zhuo laughed and scolded: "Damn you, you are obviously trying to force yourself to become a servant of the Qing Dynasty, but you have not succeeded, so you were beaten!"
Ma Sanye blushed: "This..."
"But I like this Tao Dao."
Xin Zhuo stretched out, rolled up Mr. Ma, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the gate of a large brothel with carved beams and painted beams in the most prosperous area of the town.
There were bursts of vocal music inside, the singing and dancing of orioles, and the intoxicating aroma wafted out from the distance. There were also a group of girls upstairs, with the indifference of warriors and the reserve of ladies on their faces, which was very... attractive.
This reminded Xin Zhuo of the first time he entered Fufeng City in Fulong Mountain. The "little fairies" in this world were very good at playing with flowers, waving their sleeves and saying, "Let's go!"
"Master Xin, please!" Ma Sanye straightened his back and led the way.
Entering the brothel, the hall was full of splendor, with rugged warriors sitting across from each other drinking, girls with slender waists flying like sparrows, and a large group of topless girls in the main hall dancing a blood-spraying dance.
Mr. Ma pointed to the "art stage" on the second floor, where a graceful woman playing the piano with a veil and picturesque features said, "She is Miss Yaya!"
"not bad!"
Xin Zhuo chuckled lightly, rushed to the woman's side, hugged the girl, sat aside, lifted the woman's veil, and raised her chin: "You broke your throat today, and no one came to save you!"
This girl was in the Yinxu Realm, but she was caught off guard and panicked. She screamed, and then the terrifying extremely Yin Qi just exploded and dissipated. Her body became half limp, and her face turned pale.
"Hahaha..." Mr. Ma, who was below, looked up to the sky and laughed, "As soon as Mr. Xin takes action, he will know if there is anything there. It's really amazing!"
The entire brothel instantly became a mess.
"Ma Laosan, you evildoer!"
From a private room in the depths, more than a dozen people flashed out. The two leading people, one of whom was in his forties, had three long beards and looked upright, was none other than Han Wu, the powerful man in the town.
The other person looked like a young man, wearing a bamboo hat, with a tall figure and a calm aura. There seemed to be a lifeless puppet beside him.
Mr. Ma was not afraid at the moment: "What can you do to me?"
Han Wu looked angry, but glanced at Xin Zhuo on the second floor and saluted: "Master Xin, why is this necessary..."
Xin Zhuo played with the woman's pretty face and looked at her: "Why bother? I want this woman!"
Han Wu showed bitterness on his face and looked at the young man wearing a bamboo hat next to him: "Uncle, this matter..."
The young man wearing a bamboo hat also looked towards the second floor and said softly: "Miss Yaya is my beauty. She has always been a prostitute rather than a prostitute. I ask Mr. Xin to do me a favor!"
Xin Zhuo chuckled: "I won't lift you up, what can you do to me?"
The young man wearing a bamboo hat stopped talking and just took a step forward. The puppet behind him also took a step forward!
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the girl Yaya on the second floor looked at Xin Zhuo's handsome face and skin as fair as a woman. Even her breath was sweet. What kind of cultivation is this? I heard that only saints can It's sweet, and I've been in close contact with him, and I know that this person's strength is terrifying. If all the evil people in the world are like this, how can there be evil people in the world? It makes people feel happy.
He couldn't help but said softly: "If Mr. Xin likes the beauty of the slave family, the slave family is willing to serve you and offer Yuan Yin!"
The whole hall was silent, this was really...
Xin Zhuo's train of thought was suddenly disrupted!
At this moment, the young man wearing a bamboo hat and the puppet, one on the left and the other on the right, came quickly and said in a deep voice: "Death!"
The aura of the Lingtai entering the ruins, the thoughts of the Lingtai, and the aura of death were heading straight towards Xin Zhuo.
next moment!
"Bang! Bang!"
The person and the puppet fell down in a large format. He was so domineering when he came, but he was so terrifying when he fell.
The entire brothel was quiet again. Wushuang opened his eyes and stared hard, unable to recover for a while.
Watch him fly up, watch him fall to the ground!
Ma Sanye and Han Wu were stunned, their scalps exploded. The spiritual platform was in the ruins. They were so vulnerable. Who is this Master Xin?
The Yaya girl was startled at first, then her eyes were like water, and she blocked Xin Zhuo's neck, seemingly unwilling to let go.
Unexpectedly, at this time, the young man in the bamboo hat downstairs took the puppet and "swish" out of the brothel, and then disappeared into the wilderness outside the town. His escape talent was amazing.
Xin Zhuo also flashed and disappeared without a trace. When he reappeared, he was also in the wilderness. He looked at the young man's running back and said coldly: "Disciples of the Huangquan Sect, it's time for you to attack and help me become a saint. If I fall into the sea of Kong, I will definitely become a saint." saint!"
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, brothers! ! ! ! !
(End of chapter)
