"Hmph!" The petite girl next to Su Tianqi snorted heavily, looking at the young man with hatred, disdain, and an indescribable complex look in his eyes.
Su Tianqi's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "Let's not mention the swordsmanship for the moment. The bravery of being able to go in alone with only a sword is worthy of the word "swordsmanship"! Ziyi, a big plan is about to be launched, Mo. It’s necessary to create extra branches.”
The girl snorted again when she heard the words, and then turned her head away, as if she couldn't see out of sight. The young man in black on the side tightened the black blade in his hand, his eyes filled with ice.
"Hmph, you are so arrogant, sooner or later you will die somewhere else!" Not far away, a muscular man in a white robe with golden silk said in a low voice.
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"I haven't seen you in twenty years, and Junior Brother Yuan's swordsmanship has improved so much!" The man in green shirt said with admiration, "Speaking of which, Junior Brother Yuan not only went up the mountain at the same time as you, but also came first in the competition."
The purple-clothed young man on the left side of the man snorted and said: "Senior Brother Jiang, please don't inflate others' morale and destroy your own prestige. I, Huang Shuo, am no longer Wu Xia Amon! Now we compete again, who will win is still unclear!"
"I was probably killed by one of his swords." Zhao Yimu said quietly while shaking his folding fan. The woman next to him looked at Huang Shuo jokingly, with a smile on her lips.
Huang Shuo was speechless for a moment, Jiang Shangzhen patted his shoulder gently and smiled slightly.
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Han Dongxing laughed and said, "This guy is pretty good. No wonder we, Xiaorui, fall in love with him."
Han Hongrui's face turned red, the fire in her hands was faint, and she pretended to be angry: "Brother, you keep talking nonsense!"
"Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore. If you have something to say, say it properly and don't do anything."
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As soon as Yuan Qing came back, Wang Qing came up to him, and then he clapped his hands and said with a laugh: "Junior brother is so majestic, it's so obvious! I won't come back until I'm drunk tonight!"
The corners of Yuan Qing's mouth twitched slightly, and he smiled helplessly.
"Liu is one of them! I didn't know before that my junior brother had such a handsome swordsmanship!" Liu Han echoed from the side.
"The beauty of the forest will be destroyed by the wind. Junior brother, it's better not to be too showy." As the three of them were talking, Li Yang reminded him with a solemn expression.
Yuan Qing smiled faintly after hearing this, cupped his hands slightly and said, "Thank you, senior brother, for reminding me." Then he turned to look at Zhu Ling'er. The latter stood quietly with a smile, like a clean jade lotus blooming on the dirty land, with eyes as gentle as water.
Suddenly, two rays of light flew past the horizon, and then a rich male voice came: "Junior brothers, after cleaning the battlefield, come to the city lord's palace to discuss matters."
After hearing this, all the cultivators took up their magic weapons, peeled off various monster materials, and then turned into various rainbow lights and headed to the city lord's mansion.
In this battle of the Yuan and Qing Dynasties, a total of more than ten monster beasts in the foundation-building stage and more than twenty monster beasts in the Qi-refining stage were killed, including three fourth-level monsters.
Originally, he was quite disdainful of such acts of killing animals to obtain materials, but when he thought of the tens of [thousands] of achievements required to refine the natal sword, he frowned and chopped off his heads one by one, receiving a black storage box. in the bag as proof.
Wang Qing was very excited as he dismembered the demon corpse. The muscles, bones, flesh and blood were sorted and put away, and he was very busy.
Zhu Ling'er did not start searching for "trophies", but instead fired fireballs one after another, cremating all the corpses.
When Yuan Qing and others arrived at the city lord's palace, they happened to bump into a middle-aged man wearing golden armor coming out of the palace. The man said "I have met all the immortals" and left in a hurry.
There were already many people entering the hall. Mei Xinyi and Bai Zhi stood quietly in front of the jade steps with their hands folded.
After another moment of burning incense, Mei Xinyi coughed lightly and said in a deep voice: "Although the beast tide has receded, the beasts' vitality has not been damaged, and they will come back soon. I have informed the city lord and ordered him to be on strict alert. , fellow juniors should not take it lightly. In addition, there are three demonic beasts in the alchemy stage that are missing, and they may have other plans. Please do not leave the city at will in the near future to avoid unexpected events."
Everyone in the hall was shocked when they heard this, their faces were solemn, and they all replied in unison: "Follow the law of senior brother."
Seeing this, Mei Xinyi nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "Okay, let's all go down and rest."
Everyone then respectfully resigned and went back to their places of residence.
As soon as he returned to the courtyard, Wang Qing took the other four people to drink and eat meat.
When Liu and Li heard that there was wine and meat, they opened their mouths and agreed.
Zhu Ling'er smiled slightly, declined politely, and went back to the house to meditate.
Yuan Qing had no interest in eating meat, but when he thought about the few red flame wine left in the gourd, his heart moved, he smiled slightly, and agreed.
The four of them came to an octagonal pavilion in the garden. As soon as they sat down, they heard Wang Qing say: "A certain family just beheaded a green bull that was eight feet long. The meat of this kind of bull monster is the most delicious and firm, and it is rich in vitality. It is absolutely delicious." It’s a rare and top-notch product.”
As he spoke, he took out a large piece of bloody beef, tossed it lightly in the air, and then popped out a fireball with his fingers. The fireball turned into several slender little snakes and wrapped around it. After a while, the aroma of meat is so rich that you can't help but move your fingers.
"Brother Wang is so good at controlling fire. He is worthy of being passed down by Elder Guo himself!" Li Yang couldn't help but admired when he saw the scene of turning fire into a snake.
Wang Qing extinguished the flame and laughed loudly and replied: "It's just some trivial means, nothing worth mentioning. Come on, come on, eat meat, eat meat!" After saying that, he took out a bright white knife, cut off a large piece and put it in his mouth. A look of satisfaction on his face.
Liu and Li laughed, took off a piece without being polite, and chewed it.
Yuan Qing stretched out his hand to make a gesture, cut off a small piece and put it into his mouth, tasting it carefully. Then his eyes lit up, he made another gesture with his empty hand, and started to eat the big piece.
Practitioners swallow the clouds to subdue their Qi and do not eat the fireworks of the world. Grains are impurities in them, not to mention the flesh and blood of livestock. The meat of this monster beast is tender, delicious, and full of vitality. It is not only harmless, but also has the effect of replenishing Qi and blood. It is truly worthy of the name of a treasure.
In the blink of an eye, a large piece of beef was eaten up. Wang Qing was not satisfied yet, and was about to take another piece when he heard Yuan Qing say: "Drinking and eating meat, how can you have meat without wine! Brother Wang, where is Chi Yan?"
"Haha, I knew you were thinking about it!"
He waved his hand and placed four jars of red flame wine, patted open the sealing mud, and said loudly: "Do it!" After saying that, he picked up the wine jar and drank it with a big gulp.
Liu and Li also followed Wang Qing's example, picking up a jar and drinking heavily.
Yuan Qing smiled slyly, waved his hand to put away the wine jar, took off his gourd, and took a long sip.
When Wang Qing put down the wine jar and saw this scene, he couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Yuan Qing, I didn't expect that your kid can do such tricks!"
Yuan Qing laughed and said, "Why don't you bring out another jar, Brother Wang? Yuan will definitely have fun with you!"
Li Yang was drunk and interjected: "At this time, when we are drinking a lot of wine and eating meat, how can Junior Brother act like a little girl!"
Liu Han's face was rosy and he echoed: "It's just a jar of wine. When you finish drinking it, ask Brother Wang for more. Junior brother, please take out the wine quickly and drink it!"
Yuan Qing smiled slightly and didn't take it seriously. Instead, he said with a posture: "We sword immortals must have the grace of sword immortals, how can we be like secular martial arts!"
"Sword Immortal Yuan Da, take it!" Wang Qing chuckled, with a faint red light in his palm, and threw out a jar of red flame wine.
Yuan Qing's thoughts moved slightly, he waved his hand and released a misty sword energy, gently pulled the wine jar, flicked open the sealing mud with one finger, opened his mouth and took a sip, and the wine gurgled in like a pillar.
"Hahaha, good wine! Happy!"
"Everyone, do it!"
"Brother Wang, serve the meat!"
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Deep in the mountains and forests.
The three monsters, the white tiger, the gray wolf, and the green bull, were lying on the ground, whimpering incessantly.
A man in green clothes in his thirties put his hands behind his back and listened expressionlessly. Next to him lay a green-backed demon wolf with a tuft of white hair between his eyebrows. A small, snow-white civet cat nested on top of the green wolf, yawning and looking lazy.
After a moment, the man opened his mouth and let out several indescribable beast roars. The three demons stopped whimpering, roared, turned around and disappeared into the forest.
The man looked back at the kitten who was about to fall asleep, and shook his head helplessly. With a wave of his hand, green light flashed, and the three disappeared instantly.
Seven days later.
Yuan Qing was reading "Xuan Yuan Tong Jian" in his room when he suddenly heard a low-pitched horn and hurriedly put away the book and left with his sword.
When we came to the city, we saw no tide of beasts, but a stream of homeless people, dressed in rags and skinny, gathered at the foot of the city, kowtowing and crying.
"Where did such a large group of refugees come from?" A figure flashed, and Zhu Ling'er appeared beside Yuan Qing, frowning slightly.
"I heard it came from the east." As soon as the fire dimmed, Wang Qing also landed on the city wall, opened the gourd, and took a sip.
"Eastern side? What kind of station is that?" Li Yang and Liu Han landed on the city wall one after another, and the latter asked doubtfully.
Wang Qing exhaled the smell of alcohol and said slowly: "Shangqing."
Li Yang continued: "It is said that they only sent a dozen foundation-building disciples and killed more than a hundred monsters. The Yunhe Sword Immortal even killed two seventh-level monsters with one sword."
Yuan Qing listened quietly on the side, his mind was agitated, he felt heroic for no reason, and he wanted to go east with his sword.
Not long after, the city lord in golden armor appeared on the city tower. Looking at the refugees who were constantly coming, he said in a deep voice: "Give me the order, be on guard, and don't let anyone in." After saying that, he went down from the city tower and returned to the military tent. .
The bodyguard who accompanied him accepted the order and said yes, and then shouted loudly: "The city lord has an order. No one is allowed to come in. Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!"
As soon as the words were spoken, wails broke out everywhere, and the victims all knelt down under the city, bursting into tears, and begged, hoping that the city lord would show mercy.
Although the soldiers guarding the city could not bear it, the military orders were like a mountain and no one touched them lightly.
After a while, seeing that the people in the city were indifferent, the victims of the disaster broke out: some old men picked up stones and broken bones from the ground and threw them at the city guards; some young and strong men formed a gang and rushed to the city gate, trying to break in; some young women held young children in their arms, but they failed. They took off their clothes and belts, exposed their breasts, and used their bodies to seduce them; some old women cursed fiercely and threatened death; some scholars and students stood up indifferently and continued to move forward.
There was deathly silence on top of the city tower. Both the soldiers and the monks were indifferent. Yuan Qing's compassion disappeared in an instant, and his heart was filled with ice.
After a long time, the victims dispersed one after another, their faces cold and lifeless, like a group of walking corpses.
That night, Yuan Qing flew onto the city tower, bathed in the moonlight, took off the gourd, raised his head and drank.
"When disaster strikes, there is nothing wrong with seeking survival. But it is so pathetic and ridiculous to be so groveling, begging for mercy, and trying to use the kindness of others to relieve one's own life and death danger! If you don't get what you want, your color will change immediately, and you will be extremely vicious, use filthy words, coerce and seduce, and you will do anything. Extremely. All etiquette and morals have been lost. How are they different from animals? Sure enough, human nature is inherently evil? If so, what is the point of us fighting to protect humanity?"
"Everything in the world is bustling for profit; the hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit. There are more than a hundred monks who are looking for experience, achievements, or spiritual materials. How many of them are here to protect humanity?" A gentle female voice said. There was a whisper, and Zhu Ling'er gently landed beside the young man.
Yuan Qing couldn't help being speechless after hearing this, thinking that he was not dedicated to protecting the Tao. Driven by the Taoist heart, seeking to understand thoughts is one thing, and killing monsters to earn merits in exchange for heavenly materials and earthly treasures is two things. It is actually no different from the refugees who do whatever it takes to survive. Practicing Taoism and cultivating Taoism, the word "profit" cannot be escaped in the end.
Thinking of this, Yuan Qing put down the wine gourd, sighed softly, and smiled wryly at himself.
Zhu Ling'er gently took the boy's hand and smiled softly, her eyes as bright as the moonlight.
Looking at the beautiful woman beside him and feeling the soft texture in his palms, the young man smiled casually, stood up with his sword, and chased the moon.
"I just want to have a clear conscience. I don't care about the harsh conditions of the world and the vicissitudes of the world!"
