"Hold on!"
Gu Liubai screamed.
"Master Shenjue, your people will help clear the scene first. If there are others in this temple, take them away first, but don't let anyone go, and wait until the time comes, you will talk."
"Don't let people get close to within three miles."
"The high places also help me pay attention to it to prevent people from peeping."
Yin Shiniang couldn't hold on to the point of looking for someone to compete in the sword, so she simply followed her wishes, just to not let outsiders find out that she is the Lord of Frost Sword.
"…!" Huang Zhong was sweating profusely all over.
He saw twenty Dharma protectors jump into the Taoist temple with a rainbow of momentum, then carefully plucked the Taoist temple, and "invited" the two Taoists in the Taoist temple.
A clear thought came to his mind at the same time, who is this woman? She even competes with him in such a big battle?
Yin Shiniang heard Gu Liubai say to wait, and her eyebrows were raised. When she saw Gu Liubai next, she didn't stop him. She just made such an arrangement, and she felt satisfied again.
Such a change in expression could not escape Gu Liubai's eyes, and Gu Liubai sighed in his heart.
Yin Shiniang, Yin Shiniang, someone else’s sword competition is a sword competition. Your sword competition is to kill someone with one sword. Even if the sword moves of the secret sword are so exquisite, can you figure out what kind of flavor you have?
In his opinion, the softness of Tongtianguan's fingers is very terrifying in close combat. This small sword wanders between the five fingers, and when fighting in close combat, the continuous changes between square inch are simply irresistible.
But Yin Shiniang's Frost Sword pursues extreme speed. The small sword of the Fallen Contemporary Cultivator is probably turning between his fingers. He had just accumulated the power of true energy to complete acceleration, and he was probably already hit by a sword.
What is Yin Shiniang looking at?
Look at the process of his true energy urging the small sword to accelerate?
Just as he sighed wildly in his heart, Lan Yufeng appeared behind him.
"Brother Fifteen, do you have any good hemostatic drugs on you?"
She whispered: "The hemostatic drugs on our bodies may not be that powerful."
Gu Liubai's heart moved and he immediately understood what she was going to do, so he calmly handed over a small pot full of old mud outside.
Lan Yufeng took it over and said nothing, but just nodded to Yin Shiniang.
Yin Shiniang nodded at Huang Zhong and said calmly: "You can start now."
Huang Zhong's mind was very confused at this moment.
The natal Gu in his heart veins crazily activated the true energy in his body, and he then had a strong intuition that he seemed to have become a lamb to be slaughtered.
When will the monks of the Fallen Shrine fall to this point?
Shouldn’t these practitioners be frightened when they see the fallen contemplation monks?
Hissing...
The shadow of death and the incomparable chaotic emotions tear his true energy into a more subtle gosspring.
Countless slight hissings sounded in his body.
His body twisted, and countless afterimages were brought out on the edge of his body, as if countless lines were dancing outside his body.
Gu Liubai raised his eyebrows slightly, and he felt that this person's cultivation was higher than the previous Fallen Confucian monk who assassinated Qi Yu. This true qi method was indeed strange and powerful. The natural walking of this true qi caused the whole body to twist and tremble in irregular manner, making the opponent not very careful, but his body was still moving freely without any hindrance.
At the same time, the ten fingers of the Fallen Contemporary monk turned into a bunch of disordered lines. The black small sword completely turned into some disordered black lines between the five fingers of his right hand.
Gu Liubai only felt that if he was bullied by this person, most of the seventh-grade monks in the world would not be his opponents.
With this disorder and irregular body movement, he seemed to easily rush to his opponent.
This person is very powerful.
But he doesn't use a worm?
With lightning in his mind, Yin Shiniang had already taken a step back.
He saw that Yin Shiniang didn't care about Huang Zhong's figure, she just looked at the small sword that was swimming up Huang Zhong's fingers calmly and seriously.
Gu Liubai suddenly laughed in emotion.
He knows Yin Shiniang so well.
Yin Shiniang took a step back not because Huang Zhong might have posed any threat to her. She just wanted to see the other party's sword move clearly.
The true qi in Huang Zhong's body was moving faster and faster, and the splitting of those true qi silk became more and more powerful. Every thread of blood and flesh in his body seemed to be hanging up by a silk thread, and his whole body seemed to have become a puppet controlled by countless thin silks.
"So weird?"
Gu Liubai frowned.
He clearly felt this strange situation.
He was sure again that this man's true energy cultivation was much higher than the Fallen Confucian monk who assassinated Qi Yu.
In this way, the higher the cultivation level of the true qi method of the Fallen View, the more severe the division and collision of the true qi in his body will be. The person's physical body will seem to be controlled by external objects.
This feeling is like the separation of the spirit and flesh.
The soul is in one world, and the body is in another world.
How strange would the supernatural powers of the eighth-level monk in the Fallen View be?
Swish!
At this moment, the space in front of Yin Shiniang suddenly shook like a silk crack.
An extremely dazzling sword light suddenly surged.
Huang Zhong's twisted figure was paused.
He only felt that the chaos in the surrounding world disappeared directly, and replaced by countless swords.
Between the heaven and earth, there are countless swords floating around, aiming at themselves.
“Ye…ah…”
He had just felt fear, and his heart suddenly became cold. A kind of confusion and fear at a loss made him scream involuntarily.
puff!
A thin sword energy rushed out from behind him!
Lan Yufeng's figure floated out silently.
Her hands raised, and the originally transparent silk threads were now covered with the powder in Gu Liubai's clay pot, turning into gray mud lines.
As soon as the sword energy rushed out from Huang Zhong's back, these gray mud lines rushed into the wound formed by the sword energy!
Huang Zhong's body stiffened!
He looked at the woman ahead in disbelief, and it was not until this time that he realized that he had been hit by a sword.
This sword not only contained terrible true energy power, which directly broke through his inner armor, but also stabbed his heart vein with one sword, stabbing the natal Gu in his heart vein!
At this time, not only was he confused, but the countless true qi silks in his body suddenly fell into confusion like a headless dragon. However, at the same time, the true qi contained in the sword energy actually invaded his whole body like frost.
He realized this and suddenly felt that something was more in his heart.
The wound in his heart veins suddenly contracted and was stitched by a strange force.
"It seems that it can really do it?"
Pei Yunqiu's surprise voice rang out.
"What do these people want to do?"
Huang Zhong only found it absurd and not good.
In the next moment, he felt his mind sinking, his eyes darken, and he lost consciousness.
Gu Liubai's figure moved and arrived in front of Huang Zhong who had fallen softly to the ground.
He sensed the flow of blood and blood from the other party, and he felt relieved. He whispered to Lan Yufeng, "It's really done. He shouldn't die. When you saved him, did you apply other medicine to the silk thread?"
"Yes, I also applied my pills." Lan Yufeng said softly: "I dare not touch him. You search for his body first. If there is no poisonous insect or something, I will hand him over to Xu Qi and Chen Tu later."
Gu Liubai squatted down and quickly searched Huang Zhong's body, not even letting go of every corner of his clothes. He smelled the inside and outside of his clothes carefully. However, this man's body was extremely clean, not only without poisonous insects, but there was not even one thing on his body except for the pass certificate and the black sword that fell on the ground.
"Aunt Lan, the Taoist priests in this Taoist temple were also brought to Chen Tu Shenshen. He didn't bring anything on him. Ask him clearly how the Taoist here contacted him and how he would pay him money."
Gu Liubai went into the quiet room where Huang Zhong had just stayed and searched, but he didn't notice anything. He pondered for a moment, and then said softly to Lan Yufeng.
Lan Yufeng nodded, lifted Huang Zhong and left.
Yin Shiniang walked up and picked up the black small sword from Tongtianguan.
After losing the support of true energy, this black sword naturally curled into a ring.
"I'll go find Hu Laosan. He told me about these two small swords."
After Yin Shiniang took the small sword from Tongtian Temple, she said directly to Gu Liubai, then she shook her figure and left the Taoist temple's door.
"Well…"
Gu Liubai felt that he could not deliberately stimulate her in the future, otherwise Yin Shiniang would slip away very quickly every time she appeared in front of her.
"Why!"
Pei Yunqi sighed too.
Although Yin Shiniang's demeanor fascinated her, she would have a sword every time she really fought with her opponent. Before she could react, she ended up and was not satisfied at all.
...
"Your Highness, the fifth prince is moving very quickly. He has met Pei Yunqi several times in Youzhou. It can almost be concluded that he has a connection with Green Eyes."
"The third prince has gone out more frequently recently. He seems to be obsessed with calligraphy and painting, but his practice is more diligent than usual. His practice is very fast, and at most he should be able to be promoted to the seventh grade in the next autumn."
In Chang'an, Shaoyang Courtyard, a young Confucian scholar was talking to the prince.
This Confucian scholar was named Wu and Yuanxin. He was a student of Lin Fu, the governor of Shangshu. He was a student of the prince.
The role of the prince companion is equivalent to the prince's aide, who is already bound to the same boat as the prince.
There was some worry in his eyebrows.
The other princes seemed to be unreasonable, but the fifth prince and the third prince seemed very terrible to him.
The prince looked calm and patiently. After listening to these words, he shook his head and said slowly, "My third brother's cultivation speed is more than that. According to my understanding of him, he should be able to advance to the seventh grade by summer, but he will not show it easily."
Wu Yuanxin frowned slightly. He thought about it carefully and said, "Does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince need us to do anything more?"
The prince shook his head calmly and said, "I don't ask for merit, but I want no mistakes. I don't need to do more, I just need not do anything wrong."
"Since the Four-Ear Demon Cat appeared by the Taiye Pool, Your Majesty's main focus is naturally on its owner. He needs to seek stability. Prince, you will not have much risk." Wu Yuanxin nodded, "It's just that the storm is coming, and we still think that there may be a big change in the world. Prince, even if you don't want to show your true speed of cultivation, you may have to be prepared in other aspects."
The prince showed a rare smile, "My third brother will naturally be prepared. When the right time, we will take what he prepared into his hands."
...
All dyeing workshops in Youzhou City are built by the river.
In the middle of winter, the river was filled with thick ice, and the stone ponds in the dyeing workshop had already frozen.
The dyeing workshop has long been closed, and dozens of rooms along the river are silent.
Qi Yu and Qinxiang were arranged to live in the dyeing workshop in the middle, and no one would disturb him, so they were very comfortable.
Today, the two stood quietly in the backyard drying yard, one meter apart, with their eyes facing each other.
The woman from Dashi held her head up and her chest proudly, "You Tangren, have you completely recovered?"
Qi Yu also said proudly: "It won't prevent me from dealing with you, a big-food woman."
"very good."
Qin Xiang sneered, "Then we will decide today."
Qi Yu nodded and said, "It is a matter of the winner and the loser, and it is also a matter of the upper and lower!"
Qin Xiang said contemptuously, "I can't blame me for my own death."
Qi Yu said: "It's not certain who is seeking death. It's not me who couldn't walk back then!"
"I'm afraid that by then you will be left with stubborn mouth!"
Qin Xiang sneered, and without saying anything, her figure moved and attacked Qi Yu directly.
Qi Yu used his hands and feet together. The two fought for a while, without using weapons, Qin Xiang was suppressed steadily by him. After more than a dozen breaths, she was forced to retreat into the house.
Qin Xiang was also cunning. She reached out and took off her thick coat, swung her head, covered Qi Yu's face, and then kicked Qi Yu's feet towards Qi Yu.
"You sissy!"
Qi Yu was kicked so hard that he felt so painful, but with one hand, he grabbed Qinxiang's ankle on one foot and dragged it forward.
Qinxiang was unstable and had to sit on him.
Suddenly she was pointed at by something and shouted in shame, "The god-good Tang Dynasty secretly invisible, using hidden weapons again!"
Qi Yu took advantage of her to scold her, but rushed forward and threw her on the bed, pressing her tightly, "Are you convinced?"
Qin Xiang sneered, "I'll be your big-headed ghost!"
Her true energy was surging and she wanted to turn over and make the decision. Unexpectedly, Qi Yu's method of cultivation was extremely unique. No matter how she turned over, it was like a ballast that pressed her down tightly against the big ship.
This Tang Qianyin and the true female disciple of the Dashi National Master had a fierce battle, and it took a long time to stop.
Qi Yu looked at Qin Xiang who was breathing continuously and said proudly, "Do you agree?"
Qin Xiang shouted, "I don't accept it! Fight again!"
Qi Yu said: "Fight!"
After a long time, Qi Yu was proud again, "Do you agree?"
Qin Xiang said: "I still don't accept it!"
Qi Yu sneered: "If I hadn't had my internal injury relapsed today, I would have to teach you a good lesson."
Qin Xiang said: "But I still don't accept it!"
Qi Yu was shocked, "Didn't it say that the internal injury has relapsed?"
Qin Xiang said: "I don't accept the recurrence of internal injuries."
Qi Yu was helpless, "Don't be rampant, you Hu girl! Fight again!"
...
"I'm still not convinced."
"I'm convinced..."
"What's going on? What's your ruthlessness back then?" Qin Xiang raised her legs on the weak Qi Yu in contempt. Although the bones on her body felt disintegrated, she was indescribable in her heart.
After she recovered, she pondered for a moment, only to feel that Gu Shiwu became beautiful, and she could not ignore it.
So she took out something from the clothes beside her and handed it to Qi Yu, saying, "I am very particular about doing things. I don't take Tangren's things in vain. I will just treat this thing as a gift, and you can take it to Gu Shiwu."
Qi Yu was sore in his waist and weak legs and didn't want to move, but he was still stubborn, "What did you take from Tangren?"
Qin Xiang laughed proudly, "I took many bird things from you, the Tang people."
Chapter completed!