Inside the dilapidated scripture copying hall.
A big Buddha still stands, with a kind head and kind eyes.
But the atmosphere of the few people in front of the Buddha was solidified, and there was no atmosphere like the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha at all.
Murder is everywhere.
Xie Lingjiang was sweating on his forehead. He put one hand behind his back and placed a fist in front of his abdomen.
She stood in front of the trembling white-haired old monk and looked forward.
Do your part.
Within one foot of the two people, there was a faint mist lingering, just like the steam after boiling water, it filled the area of one foot.
Qiu Shenji stood outside the strange fog with cold eyes, and even slowly circled around the circular "one-foot-long fog" to look at Xie Lingjiang and Master Shandao.
Occasionally, he took a half-step, and his toes entered the "ten feet of fog" range.
"Crack-!"
Suddenly, an electric arc as thick as a little finger appeared in this "ten feet of mist". The electric arc was vermilion in color, with a faint hint of purple light.
There is a bit of the power of noble thunder.
The man in linen clothes narrowed his eyes, quickly took back his burnt right foot with cloth shoes, and let out a cold "ha".
Xie Lingjiang let out a muffled "hum", a faint line of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and her delicate body was on the verge of collapse. She still looked straight and kept her right foot forward.
Beside the right foot, there is a cinnabar talisman stuck to the ground. There are eight elegant and free cinnabar characters written on the talisman: Great manifestation, Yuan Henry Zhen.
Xie Lingjiang's whole body of vermilion spiritual energy flowed along the Shaoyang meridian of his right foot like nothing, and poured into the weakened version of the square-inch thunder pool at his feet.
The thunder pool blocked the fierce enemy.
She also trapped herself.
Qiu Shenji stood guard outside the "Thunder Pond", turned his head and stared at the big Buddha in the center of the hall for a while. He spat a mouthful of bloody saliva to the side and suddenly said:
"Little girl, what benefits have you given Taiqing Longhu Mountain? Those stingy old men are willing to give you a red and purple talisman to protect yourself?"
Xie Lingjiang didn't answer.
Qiu Shenji smiled:
"But you are not good at using this 'Fang Cun Thunder Pond'. That's not how Taiqing's secret skill is used. You should use it to kill me directly. It happened to be that I was injured and fell down. It is not in line with the Tianshi Mansion to be a coward." The essence of Refa.”
Xie Lingjiang was unmoved, and her face turned pale again.
The man in linen clothes in front of her appeared to be chatting with her, but in fact he had a restrained aura, waiting for an opportunity to make a move.
She is constantly looking for loopholes in the "thunder pool" she has laid, and is ready to tear open this square-inch thunder pool with her bare hands at any time with her martial arts physique.
Xie Lingjiang must concentrate on maintaining it.
Seeing her stubbornness, Qiu Shenji lightly snorted.
He suddenly sat down cross-legged in front of the "Thunder Pond", seemingly closing his eyes to heal his wounds, and waited quietly.
Xie Ling Jiang's temples were wet with sweat, and his eyelids were lowered to "fight" from time to time, but they were forced to open wide, and he did not dare to relax for a moment.
At this moment, she was in a bad situation.
Even if the man in linen clothes in front of him was seriously injured, he even seemed to have been beaten to the sixth level by the Lady Yunmeng, but the sixth-level military qigong practitioner was still not something Xie Lingjiang could defeat.
Especially this kind of military strategist who has rich experience in catching and killing enemies.
If Xie Lingjiang remembers correctly, the sixth-grade military strategist is called "Weapon Master". He is not only good at using the world's weapons, but also has a strong body that can shape his body into a terrifying humanoid weapon.
She is a scholar, so when fighting against her, you should keep a distance.
However, the two of them had just met suddenly in the Sutra Copying Hall, and they were caught off guard. Xie Lingjiang had no choice but to "draw the ground as a prison."
"Amitabha, Amitabha..." Master Shandao was sweating profusely and trembling as he recited the sutra.
"Shut up." Xie Lingjiang squeezed out two words.
Master Shandao immediately fell silent and was very obedient.
"Interesting." Qiu Shenji closed his eyes and sneered: "It's really shameful that a monk and a Confucian scholar need the protection of an expert in Taoism."
Xie Lingjiang pursed his lips and said nothing.
She shouldn't have returned here.
Just now, she was with the mute girl in Wu skirt.
But then there was a sudden loud noise and the upstream Dee Gong Gate collapsed. Before she could react, she found that the girl next to her who was as quiet as a virgin was crazy and rushed down the mountain with tears on her face, as if heading towards the upstream Dee Gong Gate. Running in the direction...
Could it be that this mute girl has important people upstream near Dee Gong Gate? Looking at her appearance, that person seemed to think her life was still important.
Xie Lingjiang was puzzled and felt a little emotional. Although they were close to each other, it was difficult for them to communicate with each other.
After the mute girl Wu Qun left, Xie Lingjiang rushed to find Li Xian's family without stopping. When passing by the Sutra Copying Hall, he found Master Shandao being held hostage by two swordsmen in black. Principle comes to the rescue.
But Xie Lingjiang didn't expect that during his short stay in the Sutra Copying Hall, he would bump into a man in sackcloth who suddenly arrived, and a fight between the two was about to break out.
Xie Lingjiang was at a disadvantage with his first move, so he had no choice but to take out an extremely precious purple gold talisman and release the square-inch thunder pool to resist the enemy and save his life.
This purple gold talisman was given to her privately by an old Heavenly Master from the Heavenly Master's Mansion during her trip to Longhu Mountain a few days ago. Together with the pill, let it be used to protect the deposed emperor Li Xian's family.
Taiqing Longhu Mountain, Shangqing Maoshan, and Yuqingge Zaoshan are called the three mountains of talismans. One of the reasons is that they share a talisman system. The secret knowledge of the sects in the three mountains all consumes a precious talisman.
The current purple gold talisman is a necessary consumable to use Taiqing's secret skill "Fang Cun Thunder Pool".
It's just that after the old Heavenly Master gave it to her, Xie Lingjiang was an outsider and not a direct descendant of Zhang from the Heavenly Master's Mansion. He couldn't learn Taiqing's secret art "Shenxiao Purple Thunder Jue", so naturally he couldn't use its full power.
It can only be used as a prison by drawing the ground to protect yourself. It can be regarded as a weakened version of the "square-inch thunder pool".
Even in Longhu Mountain of Taiqing, there are only a few very senior Heavenly Masters who can exert the full power of the "Fang Cun Thunder Pond".
But even so, it is very rare for Xie Lingjiang to get this precious purple gold talisman.
Even the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain did not look at the autographed letter sealed by the deposed emperor Lixian, but because of her "unparalleled resourcefulness"...
Well, Xie Lingjiang modified the analysis of the current situation that senior brother had in the study that day, and revealed it to the Tianshi Mansion. Naturally, everyone was impressed. Before leaving, he repeatedly praised the children of the Xie family in Chen County for their true orchid and jade trees.
This purple gold talisman can be regarded as a good relationship.
Xie Lingjiang sighed softly.
At this moment, a powerful enemy is facing her. On the talisman at her feet, the cinnabar talisman written by an old master from Longhu Mountain has dimmed a lot.
I don't know how long it can last.
Outside the square-inch thunder pool, a man in sackcloth sat meditating with his eyes closed, as if he was not in any hurry.
But from time to time he would open his eyes and look at Xie Lingjiang coldly, which also revealed some irritability in his heart.
Qiu Shenji reached into his arms, took out the porcelain bottle, poured out an emerald green pill and swallowed it.
After a moment, he still frowned.
These ordinary healing elixirs are of no avail.
The man in linen clothes suddenly tore open his rag shirt, revealing a bleeding wound on the bronze chest skin, an inch away from his heart.
The wound was about three fingers wide, and the pink flesh was turned out. As the heart beat violently, the blood gushed intensified.
There was still a vague white mist lingering around it, and it began to smell and rot, making it difficult to heal for a while.
The special sword wound left by Yunmengyue Nu was not so easy to heal.
Qiu Shenji even felt that this bloody wound had become a flaw in his perfect martial body.
Not only were there holes in his body, but there were also gaps in the small world within his body, and his spiritual energy leaked out like a trickle... His spiritual energy cultivation had faintly dropped from the original fifth-grade "Bing Yin Yang Family" to the sixth-grade "Weapon Family" strength.
This is not only a difference in level one, but also a fall from a top-level Qi Practitioner to a middle-level Qi Practitioner. The most intuitive manifestation is that one cannot fly in the wind.
This made Qiu Shenji feel a little uneasy in his heart. This feeling was like a high flying bird spreading its wings, falling to the ground with broken wings, and walking clumsily. The mysterious difference between them is not so easy to explain.
And the culprit that caused all this.
"Candle in the snow..." Qiu Shenji gritted his teeth.
How had the man in sackcloth, who was honing his military skills step by step among the thousands of troops in Mobei, ever suffered such aggrievement?
The most important thing is...he lost!
The pure body was used as a sharpening stone, and was "cracked" by an unruly little Hu Ji who had just entered the fifth level.
The fourth level of the military art is special. It emphasizes the "position" of a soldier. It is like climbing a mountain, and you need to climb to the top step by step on the "position".
And Qiu Shenji has been wandering in front of the fourth-grade gate for many years, and is about to pass the golden age of a martial artist with the strongest energy and blood. Now he is taking advantage of this trip to the south of the Yangtze River to hone his military "power" with the overwhelming "Tripod Sword" sword box. , finally had the opportunity to touch the fourth grade.
As a result, now, he was suppressed by a arrogant little girl who was much younger than him, and was even beaten to death!
How can this martial artist's aura not be revealed?
It's like two armies confronting each other, and the leading general is singled out, only to be beheaded in public along with his flag and his men.
The most serious thing is actually the damage to Dao’s morale.
Earlier in the A-shaped Sword Furnace Room, the young county magistrate who had no power to restrain a chicken questioned him. Qiu Shenji dismissed it because the ant's questioning was of no use and he could just ignore it.
But right now, that little girl Hu Ji doesn’t say much harshly, but what about the “questions” she blasts out with sword after sword?
Can not ignore.
The "potential" that was finally accumulated plummeted and fell to the sixth level.
Qiu Shenji, who was meditating at the moment, had a gloomy expression on his face, full of anger, and the sense of shame was eating away at his soul like termites all the time.
And the most unacceptable thing to him was that after the fight in Xiaogushan, he was seriously injured and wanted to run away, but Xuezhong Zhu sheathed his sword and did not pursue him. Looking at her face at that time, it seemed that something had distracted her mind and she let it go like a fart. Li Qiu Shenji... Looking back now, it is simply a shame and a great humiliation.
Xue Zhongzhu's sword wound did not completely hit his heart, but it completely hit his "heart".
At that time, the blond-haired fox-white fur girl in Wu skirt was floating in the air, with an ancient sword with strange patterns floating in front of her. She tilted her head and frowned, and glanced around Longcheng County with cold eyes, seeming to notice some important anomaly... Before escaping. The scene he saw still appeared in the mind of the man in sackcloth.
"Something weird..."
Qiu Shenji frowned, guessing that Xuezhongzhu's anomaly was probably related to the Dingjian. After all, she came here just for the Dingjian, and the Yue girls in Yunmeng Jianze were particularly keen on sword energy, including the Dingjian, but Why didn't Xuezhongzhu pursue Liulang and the sword box before?
Qiu Shenji locked his eyes on Xie's daughter in the thunder pool in front of him, while silently pondering the doubts in his heart.
But it’s not entirely without good news.
Qiu Shenji, who came to the Sutra Copying Hall with a tacit understanding, discovered that Liulang should have obtained the Sanskrit-translated Hanshi Sword Art, and escaped from the hands of Xie's daughter with Liu Fu to pursue the little girl who ran away from home. Now Rokuro is likely to have manifested the tripod sword somewhere in Donglin Temple and been promoted to sword holder.
Maybe it was the movement after Rokuro turned the cauldron sword into reality that caused the strange behavior of the candle in the snow?
And this Dagushan Mountain has been shrouded in the rich scent of incense for a long time, like a dark room. In the snow "outside", it is impossible to locate the new sword holder through sight. Of course, he can't. in this way……
In the main hall, Qiu Shenji closed his eyes and suddenly said: "It seems that someone is looking for you, why don't you respond? It can't be a foreign aid."
Behind him, Master Shandao glanced at the deer-shaped jade ring around Xie Lingjiang's waist. The jade ring was emitting vermilion light in bursts, as if he had sensed something.
Xie Lingjiang lowered his eyes and stared at a fluttering purple gold talisman on the floor tiles: "Uncle Chen will not die in vain, and Bailu Cave will not let any real culprits go."
In front of the Buddha statue, Qiu Shenji opened his eyes, looked at the girl in front of him, and raised his lips: "Why are you so sure that we did it?"
"Heh." Xie Lingjiang chuckled.
"You should know that there is a jade ring at Liulang's place? No wonder you didn't respond. Heh, you are quite smart."
"They are ghosts and ghosts, and they are using strange tricks," she said.
Qiu Shenji suddenly asked: "Do you recognize the county magistrate named Ouyang?"
Xie Ling Jiang's pretty face changed, and she quickly regained her composure, lowering her eyes and saying nothing.
Qiu Shenji smiled but said: "He seems to be from Bailu Cave, don't you know him? Well, he has been executed casually by Liu Lang. Just like you, when he died, he had the toughest mouth in his body."
Xie Lingjiang's Qi suddenly became disordered. He took a deep breath and quickly stabilized himself.
Qiu Shenji stepped into the thunder pool, grabbed the Zhu Zi Lei Arc with his big hand, and began to tear apart the square inch thunder pool.
Xie Ling Jiang had beads of sweat hanging on his forehead, as if facing a formidable enemy.
The fog in front of me is chaotic, and the thunder pool is shaking and about to disperse.
But it’s a matter of seconds.
"who?"
Qiu Shenji and Xie Lingjiang both turned their heads.
I saw an empty corner in the square outside the temple. After a few breaths, two overlapping figures suddenly appeared and walked slowly towards them.
"Release Sister Xie if you still want Mr. Wei to survive."
A familiar clear female voice came.
Wei Shaoxuan walked in the front with a stiff face, a bright sword blade hanging on his neck; Li Guoeryang held the handle in his hand, standing there, Wei Shaoxuan stretched out his hand and hid his body.
Qiu Shenji's expression changed. Xie Lingjiang's pretty face was suddenly happy, but also frowned with concern. She quickly turned her head and stared at every move of the man in sackcloth in front of her.
If he moves, she moves too.
Qiu Shenji stood quietly, not making any moves rashly, and gradually narrowed his eyes.
Becoming the focus of everyone's attention, Wei Shaoxuan looked indignant and helpless:
"I admit that I was careless, adoptive father, you are right, the word "sex" has a knife on your head...this little bitch gave me cartilage powder!"
His limbs were weak, his spirit energy was hard to use, and he was grinding his teeth.
Li Guo'er kicked him: "Stop talking nonsense."
Wei Shaoxuan turned his head and glared: "You!"
"What are you? I've already seen you dislike me. You deserve a beating."
"..." Someone.
Li Guo'er shook her face arrogantly, looked at Qiu Shenji, and ordered with cold eyes: "Say it again, let him go immediately."
Qiu Shenji nodded: "If you kill Liu Lang, can you run away?"
"It's not a loss if the son of King Wei is buried with him."
"Father, why don't we leave Xie's daughter alone for now..." Wei Shaoxuan hesitated before speaking, as if he was afraid that his foster father would be angry.
Qiu Shenji narrowed his eyes and didn't answer, but at this moment, he suddenly found that Wei Shaoxuan, who was facing him, was winking at him. He quietly raised an index finger under his sleeve and pointed to the top of his head.
Qiu Shenji calmly raised his eyes. Three feet above the heads of Wei Shaoxuan and Li Guo'er, he saw a mythical scene:
Under the daylight, a clear blue "arc" slowly emerged.
"Arc" remained motionless, as if silently brewing something.
A clear blue light fell on the two people who were stopping below.
The man in linen clothes stared at this "arc" with a look of shock, but then he seemed to remember something, and a flash of realization flashed in his eyes.
Could this be the rumored "Hanshi"... cloth sword?
Qiu Shenji quickly calmed down, as if nothing had happened. He took two steps back to show his sincerity. He spread his hands and said:
"If you have anything to say, talk to her. I will let her go. Don't touch Rokuro... Speaking of which, we actually don't have any deep hatred."
"That's right." Wei Shaoxuan smiled and nodded: "Cousin Guo'er, calm down."
"Shut up, hum."
There was a sword hanging on the top, but Li Guo'er didn't notice it at all. The moonlight sword was pressed against Wei Shaoxuan's throat. She stared at Qiu Shenji without blinking, and opened her mouth to make terms.
At this time.
"Bao'er, look at the top of your head!" Xie Lingjiang suddenly shouted.
The whole place fell silent.
Ahem, I would like to recommend to new book friends the old "Bai Yueguang" book "I Have a Sword Fairy Lady" that Xiaorong has in mind~
