Tiying's cultivation is not as good as Hua Shi.
Everyone felt sorry for Tiying and admired Hua Shi: The leader among the young disciples of this generation must be Senior Sister Hua, right?
When Hua Shi moved his sword and stabbed straight at him, he did not take Tiying into his eyes.
With Ti Ying's weak cultivation level, it was impossible to kill Su Yu.
Hua Shi wanted to tease this little girl who might become his junior sister, and thought arrogantly: She is too out of the ordinary, I will teach her the rules.
The sword with the talisman was about to hit Tiying. Tiying stumblingly drew some talisman on the talisman paper and disappeared on the spot.
The yellow paper rushed to the edge of the sword, but it was empty.
The next moment, Tiying appeared behind a monk who was watching the excitement, and said with a smile: "Unfamiliar senior sister, I am here."
After spending some time without looking back, the sword energy flew away again.
Tiying's figure changes very quickly, appearing and disappearing in the crowd, looking very ghostly.
The small temporary formations that Tiying set up when she ran around several times could not hurt Hua Shi, but they could delay Hua Shi. They would also explode and become foggy, making Miss Hua's clean clothes more and more messy. Dusty.
The crowd was avoiding these two people while chattering and discussing: "Who is this little girl? How can she hide from Miss Hua's sword for so long?"
"I don't think this little girl is very capable. The damage she did to Senior Sister Hua is negligible, but Senior Sister Hua's sword can hurt her."
"She said she killed Acid and...what was her name?"
Some people began to care about Ti Ying's name, and the stewards who registered the disciples frowned: "Who can stop Senior Sister Hua? What should I do if I hurt the monks on the street?"
Among the spectators, Chen Da had decided to go to Yujingmen to seek immortality, and he felt closer to Jiang Xuehe and Tiying.
When Chen Da saw Tiying being chased by Hua Shi like this, he felt worried for Tiying: "Xianren Jiang, why don't you help the little fairy?"
Jiang Xuehe was exceptionally calm.
He has far more patience than ordinary people.
He patiently wanted to understand Tiying, find out what Tiying was doing, why he didn't ask for help, and whether he didn't like himself.
Jiang Xuehe watched the fight with his eyes: "Wait a moment."
--
Brother and sister Shen Xingchuan saw the chaos below.
Shen Yushu laughed: "This little girl fighting with Hua Shi is a bit interesting. There are thousands of people in the world who can beat Hua Shi, but there are very few who can make Hua Shi so violent."
She regretted: "If she hadn't been so talented, I would have accepted her as a disciple now."
People with advanced cultivation like her and her brother often only look at young people at a glance, and they can judge the depth of young people without having to explore their spiritual roots.
Shen Yushu commented so much, Shen Xingchuan said calmly: Talent?
That's something amazing.
Shen Yushu lowered his eyes and sighed in his heart: his brother is one of the top geniuses in the family. If it weren't for his brother, the Shen family would not be able to find a place in Yujingmen, and it would be impossible for him to be where he is today.
If I want to have a place in Yujingmen, I can only keep trying to please this brother... He is a man of few words, and I am used to it.
Shen Yushu smiled slightly and talked about the topic that his brother must be more interested in: "If my brother has seen Ye Sha, he will naturally not pay attention to the petty quarrels of these children below."
Shen Xingchuan's eyes twitched.
Shen Yushu asked: "Is it true that my brother never found Ye Sha again?"
Shen Xingchuan answered the question: "Four years ago, when I arrived at Duansheng Road, the whole valley was full of dead bodies. All kinds of evidence prove that Ye Kill and defected, and no one in the world can tolerate him."
Shen Yushu: "It's a pity. Although Duan Sheng Dao is not a good place, the Shuangye boy in it is very popular."
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In this small town, the monks gathered at the Yujing Gate registration area, and in a remote hay shed with air leakage, the woman's miserable screams were isolated in a formation.
A young man in black was sitting lazily on a small stool, stepping on the woman below who had been skinned and boned by him and was covered in blood.
He used the soul scraper to brush the woman's spiritual bones and spiritual roots over and over again.
The woman was crawling on the ground like an insect, with only her bones and hands stained with a layer of blood, and she tremblingly grabbed the corner of the boy's clothes.
The woman said sadly: "I have said everything I can say...let me die, I can't bear it anymore."
The young man lowered his head and smiled slightly.
He has a very tender baby face, and his round eyes are always smiling. That smile is very innocent and very cruel——
With such a smile, he would call the woman at his feet "the kind-hearted fairy sister" and trick her into killing and humiliating her.
The young man held his chin: "You were injured like this and yet you didn't change your story. It seems that what you told is the truth."
The woman's breath was weak: "A group of us... I am following my senior brothers and sisters, who are here to... hunt down Ti Ying... Ti Ying can resurrect people... We don't know Jiang Xuehe..."
The young man chuckled.
He knelt down and said, "Good sister, I know. You are after little sister Tiying, and I am after brother Jiang Xuehe... Hehe, I really don't know how brother Jiang got him a junior sister, but they are all fake. .
"He can only have one brother: me."
The young man murmured softly.
Jiang Xuehe is really amazing...
If you want to kill him, you may have to start with that little girl Tiying.
The young man smiled at the woman: "Sister, I will send you to die."
Amidst the woman's screams, he stabbed her with a knife infrequently. After the woman died, she thought she could be freed, but the young man used magic to trap the woman's soul and stuffed her soul into one of his magic weapons.
The woman cursed again and again.
The young man wiped off the blood spattered on his face: "I heard that Jiang Xuehe can make all the ghosts of enemies follow him. How could I let you file a complaint? My good sister, I have requisitioned your soul."
A quarter of an hour later, the people in this hut disappeared into the ground, and any trace of murderous intent and blood disappeared.
This weird technique is difficult for ordinary people to do.
At the same time, a young man in black greeted a steward who was watching the fight between Tiying and Hua Shi with a frown on the long street of the town.
The young man was naive and nervous: "My name is Li Bu, and I am a casual cultivator. I heard that the Yujing Sect accepts disciples regardless of their origins. I want to give it a try."
His pure black eyes showed no anger at all.
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The juniors below were having a lively fight, and high up in the air, Shen Xingchuan said to Shen Yushu: "Don't mention the Shuangye boy of Duan Sheng Dao."
Shen Yushu was startled.
Shen Xingchuan: "Ye Lang is absolutely inferior to Ye Sha."
Shen Yushu: "Duansheng Tao specializes in solving all kinds of killings that are difficult for the cultivation world. They train their disciples harshly. In order to cultivate a good sword, they use secret methods to deprive others of their spiritual bones, spiritual roots, five senses, and in exchange for When it comes to their own disciples... Shuangye is the best sword they have ever raised."
Shen Yushu said gently: "I don't understand my brother's obsession. I don't know why Night Killing is better than Night Wolf in the same killing. In my opinion, all the excellence of Shuangye boy is deprived of others. This kind of false Qualifications don’t need to exist.”
Shen Xingchuan said for a while: "Ye Sha himself is very good... You know I met Ye Sha when I was traveling many years ago. He was too young at that time and could not be used by the Duan Sheng Dao to use secret techniques. I cherish my talent and want to accept it. Ye Sha becomes a disciple. I have been trying to take Ye Sha away from Duan Sheng Dao..."
Shen Yushu nodded.
For a cultivator like her brother, when he meets a good young man, his obsession will naturally be extraordinary.
But...
Shen Yushu smiled: "Didn't Ye Sha reject you?"
Shen Xingchuan: "But after Duanshengdao destroyed his family, I once saw Ye Sha."
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What qualities a successful killing tool possesses can be found out from Ye Sha——
He is thoughtful, has an ever-changing temperament, is good at lying, can imitate the spells of most immortal sects in the world, and knows all useful and useless skills.
If you meet him on a narrow road, you will not think that he is cruel and cruel.
He has a delicate face, a seductive mouth, beautiful eyes... His entire existence is to conquer you.
No one can beat his patience.
This was once Duanshengdao's most proud chess piece.
But one day, Ye Sha destroyed Duan Sheng Dao, and all the people of his kind in the entire valley were killed by him.
No one knew why Ye Sha suddenly became mad. After Shen Xingchuan heard about it, he rushed to Duan Sheng Dao. Others wanted to kill Ye Sha, but he wanted to save Ye Sha.
It rained that day.
Under the gray sky, Shen Xingchuan walked among the corpses and saw the young man sitting among the dead in the valley.
That was a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old.
His body was covered in blood, and his eyes were full of blood and tears. Because he had killed so many people, a ghostly aura was hazy, making it difficult for the young man to see his face clearly.
Rain cannot purify blood.
Thousands of resentments and sins followed and enveloped the young man. The strong murderous aura made Shen Xingchuan hesitate for a moment.
The boy looked up.
His hairband was wet from the rain, his lips were red and his teeth were white. The young man looked so high-spirited and carefree.
Rumor has it that Ye Sha has been killing people until he feels numb. But Ye Sha is also very carefree and charming, smiling when he sees people. Even his enemies have to bow down to this young man's charm when facing him.
Shen Xingchuan liked this boy.
He saw something in this young man that he never had, and he wanted to help this young man.
He also wanted to know if Ye Sha was given a different growing environment, would Ye Sha become the most dazzling and proud person in the Immortal Sect.
The rain was pouring, and Ye Sha, who had killed all his comrades, looked up and saw Shen Xingchuan.
Shen Xingchuan brought up old stories again.
The boy lowered his eyes.
Rain dripped down his eyelashes, from his chin to his palms, and finally disappeared on the sword he was holding.
Ye Sha lowered her eyelashes and rejected him again: "No need, I have already found a new home for me."
There was a smile in the young man's eyes and a rare tenderness.
Shen Xingchuan did not dare to let such a killing tool roam the world.
He was a man of few words and tried his best to convince Ye Sha: "You will ruin your life."
"No," the young man raised his head. Under the blood stains, he was careless, but in a great mood. His eyes were bright and full of vitality. "I never lose in my life."
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In the fight below, Tiying was finally exhausted and was thrown to the ground by Hua Shi's sword.
Tiying's face was pale and bloodless.
She looked at the reactions of the people around her, watched Hua Shi move towards her arrogance step by step, and gave up resistance - her goal had been achieved.
If such a weak disciple can have a back-and-forth fight with Hua Shi, the elders of Yujing Sect will definitely favor him, and these disciples will also remember him. It's a pity that my consciousness is exhausted and my spiritual power is too weak...otherwise, I could be more famous.
Hua Shi sneered: "Aren't you going to run away?"
Tiying lowered her eyes, and she was thinking about how to make vomiting blood more pitiful——
Breath blowing.
Someone came from behind and held her hand.
Tiying did not have the ability to draw talismans in the void, but the man took her hand and drew a golden talisman in the void to block Hua Shi's attack.
The breeze is biting, like snow blowing.
Jiang Xuehe was calm and gentle: "Xiaoying, it's not time to admit defeat in your life."
The gray soap yarn brushed her face, bringing with it the cold breath of his body and wisps of spiritual power... spiritual power!
Tiying suddenly turned her head and stood on tiptoe, saying delicately and obediently, "Can I enter your consciousness sea?"
——For a monk, this is like asking him, can I do to you what a Taoist monk can do?
The veil of the hood brushed against Jiang Xuehe's face, and no one could see him clearly.
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High in the sky, Shen Xingchuan suddenly stood up, his eyes deepening in confusion.
