"Sometimes I wonder if what we are doing is right or not." Jing Hongming lifted up his clothes and sat by the campfire with a shuriken in his hand. His tone was as cold as if it was blown out of an icehouse. He is a pure swordsman. guest.
A true martial arts idiot had his foundation damaged when he was young, so that he stopped at the realm of heaven and man, but it was only his own cultivation realm that stopped, not his skills in the way of the sword. Behind everyone here, there is an amazing person. It is a pity story that they are also victims of orthodox teachings, but now they can only be used as their swords.
He poured the rain he had been exposed to again on the warriors like him.
The Orthodox Church has rarely sent out a few of them, let alone four of them acting together. The occurrence of this kind of thing symbolizes the appearance of a powerful dynasty visitor in the empire.
Tao Sanyang couldn't help laughing when he opened the door, "What are you thinking? Do you think what you did before was right? Don't we know whether it is right or wrong? Isn't this what we have been doing all these years? Yes, why? Because if others don’t die, we will have to die. The empire is so powerful, do we have the right to choose?”
"Either bow your head and be a dog, or die. There is only one path in front of us from beginning to end. If you want to rely on the empire's martial arts power to repair the foundation and reach a higher level, in order to survive, this is the simple truth."
Jing Hongming raised his head and said, "I have never thought about this before. There are only knives in my world, but this time I started to think about it."
"Why?" Jing Hongming said that he had never thought about it before. They didn't believe it when it came to others, but when it came to Jing Hongming, they believed it when it came from his mouth.
"The Orthodox Church has no intention of helping me treat my own fundamental problems. At least they won't do so until the imperial warriors of my era are two realms higher than me, even if they have ready-made means that don't cost anything. They dare not pay the price." Jing Hongming's tone did not change much, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
"They are afraid of Lao Jing's strength. It can also be said that they are afraid of Lao Jing's sword. This clearly shows that they will not give it to you. When they surpass your two realms, it will be many years later. By that time At that time, even if you repair your foundation, it won't mean much because your age is already there." The cheerful voice sounded again.
There was a brief silence in the ruined temple.
The wind outside the house did not blow in, but the flames trembled. Three breaths spread out instantly, covering a place in the void. Almost at the same time, the knife in Jing Hongming's hand moved, like a fierce fire. The scorching heat of the sun also emerged, causing the temperature in the entire room to rise a lot.
"No, don't do it, it's me!"
A figure appeared in the void and landed on the ground. Only then did a few people see clearly that the figure had clearly not arrived before, but his breath had arrived first. When he showed his figure, he had arrived in one step. Here, just now, if I hadn't spoken out in advance, I was afraid that the person would have been cut down with a knife as soon as he arrived, and then he would have provided one-stop service immediately.
The person who came was none other than Wen Dongdong, wearing a black robe, with a slim build, a handsome face, and a clear black stubble on his chin. His skin color does not look like that of a martial artist at all, and his hands are fairer than that of a woman. The only thing that has some characteristics is his legs, which are slightly longer than ordinary people. The first impression is very good.
"Where is the evil dragon?"
"Their speed is extremely slow, as if they are not in a hurry to go anywhere. At their current speed, it is estimated that it will take at least a month to get here. I suggest that we don't wait here and go directly to intercept them. I have never seen such a person in the heavenly realm, who is still walking like an ordinary person despite his cultivation." Wen Dongdong's hair was a little messy on his forehead.
You can even see faint white dewdrops on it. He must have used all his strength this time. For a warrior who is famous for his speed, watching the speed of Cao An and the others is indeed a kind of torture. Doesn't he know that if he has to do something, he can save a lot of time by using the power of heaven and man?
"That's probably his way of practice. Before coming here, I also collected some information about his time in Da Yin. In just a few years, this man almost never left Da Yin while walking or preparing to leave. A north-south territory, although some places are just passing by, are truly measured with two feet." At this time, Tao Sanyang spoke out the information he had obtained.
"The information I got is similar to this. He also has a habit of not taking any detours. No matter what is in front of him, even if it is an existence that is called a forbidden area, he will directly cross it. He is such a strange master. "As soon as the cheerful voice finished speaking, the bonfire in the ruined temple dimmed instantly.
"Jing Hongming, why are you so crazy?" The one who cursed was Tao Kaiyang.
"This warrior named Cao An will be very strong!!" Jing Hongming said with a flash of red light deep in his eyes.
"Need you to say something? If we are not strong, then the Orthodox Church will send us out? With the four of us working together, no Celestial Realm warrior can survive in our hands."
Jing Hongming snorted coldly, "Don't talk too much. You haven't studied Cao An carefully at all. You just think about why he walks in the rivers and lakes without taking detours. It's not just a simple straight line, it's even more terrifying. What is more important is the mentality and perseverance reflected in this matter and this habit."
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"Friend, are you going to kill me?"
"You are shameless. Thanks to you, you have cultivated a human body. You have only a human form, but you are unpopular. There is still morality in the human race. Why don't you have any left? You actually seduced and flirted with other people's wives. I, I wish I could kill you Cut your corpse into thousands of pieces, eat your flesh, sleep on your skin, break your bones and suck out your marrow..."
"Isn't that too cruel? You know, your wife has learned a lot of good tricks from me. I am about to travel far, and I have sensed the aura of my master. He has come to this world. Among them, from now on, I will completely cut off contact with you. My church, won’t I always take advantage of you in the future? After receiving such a great favor, don’t you think of giving the storage bag to me for inspection and giving some more? Souvenir, you still want to do such cruel things to me, you have no conscience."
In this forest, a big snow-white dog, shaped like a lion, shook its shiny silver hair like waves while talking.
Opposite it is a silver-gray wolf, not only smaller than him, but also with a scabrous head. The white space in front of its forehead looks particularly desolate at this moment. A dog not far away, a tall green female wolf with red eyes, looking at the mysterious big white dog affectionately.
"You deserve to die! You!!"
"Do you want to fight? If not, hand over the storage bag and I will check it."
The maniac felt the aura emanating from the big white dog, and he felt scared. He couldn't understand why a dog had such a bloodline that made him feel scared. The aura emanating from the bloodline almost made it... He knelt down towards it before fighting.
"If I don't fight, I won't give you my storage bag."
The big white dog grinned, "If you don't hit me, I will hit you. If I beat you to death, your storage bag will also be mine."
The mangy head shrank, and finally spit out a storage bag from his mouth unwillingly, and floated it in front of the big white dog. The latter smiled slightly, opened the storage bag and plated it again and again, and finally took out tens of thousands of drops of Yuan from it. Jing, still mumbling about a pile of garbage, slapped his paw and threw the storage bag back.
It evened out a small part of the Yuan Jing, raised a demonic wind, and lifted the Yuan Jing in front of the female wolf.
"My sweetheart, this is what the uncle gave you, please keep it. Thanks to you for staying with me these days, thank you for your hard work. The uncle is leaving, don't miss me!"
After saying that, there was a gust of wind on the ground, and where the white dog was originally, it had long since disappeared.
After it escaped from Cao An, it went around all the way. Relying on its ability to control the demonic wind, it boarded the Baili family's flying boat and came to the empire. At that time, Lao Huang was unwilling to live under others anymore. This is even more true as one's own cultivation level gradually improves and after the bloodline is purified.
Gradually, two complete souls were separated within its body. One was generated from the bloodline of Listening, and the other was Lao Huang's own original soul. The gap between the two souls was too great, and Lao Huang's own main soul was directly suppressed. , if it weren't for the fact that it couldn't be swallowed directly, I'm afraid there would be no Lao Huang today.
Later, in a battle with a pig demon, the secondary soul of Diting was injured. This gave Old Huang the opportunity to reappear as the main soul, and took the opportunity to merge with the secondary soul of Diting. The two souls merged into one, and Lao Huang's consciousness was completely After dominating this demon body, it became the current Lao Huang. After it recovered, it was not busy leaving the empire, but lived in this mountain range.
He occupied the former pig demon's cave and devoted himself to practice. He occasionally went out for a walk to see other female demons living in the mountains, in order to kill the loneliness in his practice.
It knew very well that with the strength of its master, it was only a matter of time before he came to the empire. As for the issue of death, Lao Huang seemed to have never thought of this possibility in his mind. It simply did not believe that the man protected by the gods and Buddhas would Fallen in a barren land of martial arts like Da Yin.
Sure enough, it recently re-established its induction, and the man is here! !
A gust of wind swept into the cave. This was the former cave of the Pig Demon King. It was just a pig demon. Even after turning into a demon, it could not get rid of those bad habits. There was nothing valuable inside, only a pile of hay. The pig demon used it to sleep, and more than twenty demon soldiers, large and small, were all dismissed by Lao Huang.
Like its owner, it doesn't like the excitement...
