Breathing a long sigh of relief, Nie Yuan took out the flying talisman and attached it to his body, then pinched the magic talisman and flew away.
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"Hey, it seems that this fate does not belong to my Shen family after all."
Shen Wansan sighed and handed a piece of paper to Shen Qingyue.
Shen Qingyue took the note with doubts and opened it. There was a bit of surprise on her tearful face: "This is..."
Shen Wansan sighed again and walked out of the room, leaving Shen Qingyue alone in the room staring at the note in a daze.
The Shen family spies recorded in the paper collected all the information about Nie Yuan.
"No wonder you are so powerful, no wonder..." Shen Qingyue smiled bitterly.
"What do you think you are doing? Just marry someone." Mengxian looked like he hated iron.
"I'm still a child, so what's the rush?" Nie Yuan said.
"Go home... eh eh eh..."
boom!
With a roar, Nie Yuan fell straight from the air. Because he flew a little high, he was paralyzed.
"What the hell is going on? I just used this flying talisman and it fell off."
After the smoke and dust dispersed, Nie Yuan climbed up from the ground with difficulty, holding on to his waist.
"Flying is prohibited in this area." Mengxian said lightly.
"Then why didn't you tell me earlier."
"forget."
"You..." Nie Yuan's face darkened instantly.
"Where the hell is this? I feel a bit depressed." After standing up, Nie Yuan looked around.
"This is the residence of the Tripitaka monk." Mengxian said lightly.
"Damn, what a scam."
Nie Yuan was so shocked that he didn't care about anything and ran out crawling on the ground.
But while he was running, he couldn't run any more. Not only could he no longer run, his body kept moving backwards.
Whoosh!
There was a loud noise, and Nie Yuan appeared in the house, tied into a rice dumpling and thrown aside.
In front of him, a sweet-looking young woman was leaning on the recliner, holding a mirror in her hand to arrange her hair.
Although she looks harmless, she is a proper Tripitaka monk, and it was she who tied Nie Yuan into a rice dumpling.
"That... beautiful senior, it's inconvenient to let me go." Nie Yuan said with a smile.
"inconvenient."
The woman didn't even raise her head, just looking at herself in the mirror.
"Farewell, senior, I have an eighty-year-old mother and an eight-year-old child. The whole family relies on me to carry bricks to support the family. If you kill me, what will happen to the whole family?"
Nie Yuan was nagging for a while, he was really afraid that the woman in front of him would kill him.
"Oh? It seems that you are only sixteen or seventeen years old. If you go by what you said, wouldn't you be getting married and having children at the age of eight?" The woman smiled lightly and said, "You are quite anxious."
"Well...it's really a bit urgent..."
One sentence was missed. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't do it, Nie Yuan would have really wanted to slap himself.
After a while of silence, Nie Yuan started cheating again.
"Senior, I am Luo Shuyin's disciple. If you do anything to me, be careful that my master comes to settle the score with you."
"Oh? You said your master is Luo Shuyin." The woman sat up from the recliner and looked at Nie Yuan with a smile on her face.
It's not her fault for being so pretentious, it's just that Nie Yuan was unlucky enough to bump into Luo Shuyin's true disciple.
At this moment, she looked at Nie Yuan with interest. She wanted to see what the little guy in front of her would say next.
"Ang...yes, my master is Luo Shuyin."
Nie Yuan was frightened by the sight of this woman, but he still said it bravely.
The woman smiled slightly and then said: "You said you are Luo Shuyin's disciple, do you know him..."
"Zisu, do you think you can't be found if you hide in a small border town?"
Before Zi Su could finish her words, a loud shout came from outside the hospital.
"Still found."
Zi Su sighed, ignored Nie Yuan, and disappeared in a flash.
"This beautiful senior's name is Zisu..."
boom!
A roar sounded, causing the walls of the entire room to crack and smoke to fly everywhere.
"What the hell is going on."
"There is a war outside. Take advantage of the opportunity and escape quickly." Mengxian said.
No need for Mengxian to remind him, Nie Yuan was already trying to escape.
It's just that this rope is not generally strong, and Nie Yuan couldn't break free even with all his strength.
"Use fire." Mengxian said lightly.
"clear."
After activating the Fire Cloud Art, Nie Yuan's whole body was immediately wrapped in real fire.
Not to mention, the real fire really worked, but it only took a moment for the rope to be burned.
Whoosh!
As soon as the rope was broken, Nie Yuan quickly urged You Zongbu to escape outside the house.
"Come back, baby."
Whoosh!
Nie Yuan, who had just rushed out of the house, turned back and, together with Mengxian, dug out seven large vats of blood and cinnabar in the house.
"Holy shit, it's so precious."
Nie Yuan couldn't help but marvel in his heart. He was indeed a powerful person in the Tripitaka realm, but he was rich.
Without stopping for too long, he waved his sleeves, put the bloody cinnabar into his storage bag, and fled out of the house again.
boom!
Another loud noise came from the sky.
While Nie Yuan fled, he looked at the sky.
A series of roars resounded throughout the sky, causing everyone in Luyong City to panic.
I hear sounds but don't see people.
A powerful person is a powerful person, and he fights differently than others.
Flying so high to fight, only this kind of monks can do it.
Nie Yuan did not dare to stop for a moment. While running the Youzong Step, he activated the speed talisman and ran all the way into the mountains and forests.
Why not fly?
He was afraid that those powerful people would dislike him and fire an electric cannon at him.
Nie Yuan didn't stop until he couldn't hear the roar, and sat on a boulder, breathing heavily.
"Boy, I'm going to sleep. Please be careful during this period and don't die." Mengxian said calmly.
"Huh? Why are you falling asleep again?"
"Your soul has been improved. I can't nourish it."
"Then can you show me the way home before you fall asleep?"
"Keep going southeast." After saying that, he leaned on the peach tree and closed his eyes and fell asleep.
"Okay."
Nie Yuan responded, but did not get up and set off. Instead, he found a secret cave. After placing a few restrictions at the entrance of the cave, he sat down on a flat place and began to practice.
First, he took out a jar of blood cinnabar and placed it in front of him, and then took out a pile of materials from the storage bag, all of which were used for drawing talismans.
During the trip to the ruins, almost all the talismans on his body were thrown out. Now that Mengxian is asleep again, he needs to get more talismans for self-defense.
Just do it, Nie Yuan rolled up his sleeves, picked up the brush and started working.
From day to night, he did not move an inch, nor did he put down his brush for a moment.
Nie Yuan raised his head and looked outside the cave. The painting brush in his hand that he stopped at this moment was neatly filled with stacks of talismans beside him. Most of them were explosive talismans, followed by speed talismans, and the least were flying talismans.
After putting away the talisman, Nie Yuan did not rest, but took out his eyeballs and started to use the Celestial Eye Technique.
The Sky Eye is a good thing, he must refine it as soon as possible. Mengxian doesn't know when he will wake up, so he must have some means to save his life. Otherwise, it will be like last time, and there will really be ten people at a table.
As the strands of golden threads from the Sky Eye Technique floated out from the eyes, they disappeared into Nie Yuan's left eye.
There was still that familiar pain, as if it was tearing his eyes apart.
Not only did he not stop, but he also started to use the Thick Earth Kung Fu, firstly to train his body, and secondly, to hone his will.
After all, on the journey of spiritual practice, those with a strong will often go the furthest.
