Infinite Heroes Seat

Time flies, and another five years have passed in a blink of an eye. Ten years have passed since the Battle of Tongtian Peak.

In the world of comprehension, the friction between the two factions of righteousness and demons has become more and more serious. Since the Wandu Sect was destroyed, the ghost kingzong has integrated the three factions. Except for the Changshengtang, which is in the dead marsh, the demonic sect has basically unified, and its momentum is growing, almost not for eight hundred years. Under the blood refining hall ruled by the black heart old man, the Tianyin Temple, one of the three sects of the Righteous Dao, was destroyed. There was only one Qingyunmen that was badly injured in the Righteous Dao, and the Fenxiang Valley, which was located in southern Xinjiang, was fighting. The Demon Cult faintly gained the upper hand, if it hadn't been for the people of the Demon Cult to take care of the Qingyunmen's Zhuxian Sword Formation, I am afraid that the general trend of the world would have been rewritten long ago.

Recently, in the Western Big Swamp, there has been a sudden ray of light, and for several days, it is rumored that a stunning treasure will be born. The Demon Cult took the opportunity to march westward, with unknown intentions. In order to prevent the treasure from falling into the hands of the Demon Cult, the right way also sent its elite disciples to go, and another battle between the good and the evil was about to unfold.

Dawang Village was originally just a small village on the edge of the death swamp. It was named because the villagers believed in a mysterious **** called the "Dawang". It’s just that this **** has always been ineffective. It neither blesses the villagers here to get promoted and wealthy, nor does they bless them with a wealth of food, food and clothing, and because they are close to the dead marsh, from time to time a monster suddenly sprang out from nowhere, or It was a poisonous insect that ran out, so people with a little ability had already left this ghost place, and there were very few people.

But in the past few days, Dawang Murakami suddenly became lively, and the people who came and went were all masters of cultivation. Although Dawang Village is not the only entrance to the death swamp, it is the closest inhabited area to the death swamp. Before entering the dead marsh, most people will come here to buy some dry food and clean water, and it will come down for a few days. The villagers here in Dawang Village made a small fortune, and became a little more angry.

On that day, two young men, a man and a woman, suddenly walked at the entrance of the village. The man was dressed in white, handsome and handsome, while the woman was dressed in yellow clothes, beautifully beautiful. It was a pair of golden boys and jade girls, which attracted the attention of many people, but they walked one after the other. The woman was half a step behind, but she seemed to have a different identity.

After walking for a while, the man smiled slightly when he looked at the many cultivators in the village. Turning around and saying: "Jin Ping'er. How are your arrangements, are everyone here?"

Jin Ping'er was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly responded: "Yes, killing monk, Yan Hui, they have arrived just outside the village, and there are more than a dozen elders coming together, and—"

Unexpectedly, the man waved his hand, "I'm just asking casually. You don't need to answer in such detail, as I said before. This time I just came here to get the treasure from the dead marsh. You are still leading the extermination of the Changshengtang. What are you doing now? It is said that he is also the famous Master Miao of our sacred religion, so there is no need to be so cautious!"

Hearing this, Jin Ping'er smiled bitterly and did not answer.

You are asking casually, but I can’t help but answer. Although this person’s temper has improved a lot since the eradication of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, she has also been very brief in recent years and rarely takes action, but it does not mean that she has forgotten. The things that the other party did before, the kind of city, the cultivation base, which is beyond her ability, especially since she and the other party still have that kind of identity, she doesn't want someone to accidentally follow in the footsteps of her master. Become the opponent's plaything.

He seemed to see what Jin Ping'er was thinking, but the man smiled softly, “Don’t worry, I didn’t force your master’s thing. It’s just that she was unwilling and deliberately pleased me. I’m not the righteous hypocrites. If you don’t want to eat it, I won’t force you, although your appearance is quite tempting to me!"

Jin Ping'er's face changed slightly, and she lowered her head and said, "Ping'er is the appearance of a thin willow, not as good as the master and Miss Baguio, so she should not be praised by the deputy leader."

The man shrugged and said nothing.

At this moment, I heard a loud shout from the street ahead, and someone said loudly: "Foreseeing fifty years ago, you can cut off your fortune for three hundred years. Fancy it!"

I saw a dilapidated wooden table on the edge of the street, with a bamboo pole inserted next to it, and a canvas hanging on it, with the words "Fairy Leading the Way" written on it. On the side of the bamboo pole, an extraordinary old man shouted loudly. The voice just now was made by him. Next to him, there was a sleepy young woman with a pretty face. She was lying on the edge of the table with a face. Helpless expression.

"Monday, Zhou Xiaohuan?"

The man smiled softly, "I really ran into it here, Jin Ping'er, it should be your acquaintance! If it weren't for them, many things didn't go so smoothly, let me go and take a look!"

Jin Pinger's face was a joy when she first saw Xiaohuan. Although she was badly harmed by Zhou Yixian back then, she still liked Xiaohuan, a well-behaved and kind-hearted girl, and her expression was just as she thought of this woman by her side. After a change, I was somewhat reluctant to hear this, but after all, I didn't dare to disobey this one, so I could only follow along.

Xiaohuan sighed in a low voice at this time. It is really hard to have a grandfather who is greedy for money. Not only does he have to sit for several hours every day to sell the talisman that cannot be sold, but also worry about whether he will be sold. Debunking, when the time comes, I can't eat and walk around, tired and worried, this day is simply impossible. But who told her to stand with such a grandfather, she can only accompany him.

Only seeing her grandfather knowingly trying to hold on to a cultivator who was not easy to provoke at first sight, Xiaohuan couldn’t sit still anymore. He was about to get up and call Zhou Yixian, and suddenly a scent of fragrance passed by behind him. , I heard someone say faintly behind him: "Little ring, long time no see, you have become beautiful!"

When Xiaohuan turned her head, her eyes lit up, and she took the person's hand and said excitedly: "Sister Jin, why are you here?"

Jin Ping'er smiled slightly, and was about to talk, but someone behind him coughed slightly, his face was slightly stiff, and he could only say helplessly: "I'm here with the son!"

After speaking, he turned sideways and let it over.

Xiaohuan looked around and saw a young man who looked like a crown jade and looked like Pan An approaching. The other person looked at her up and down a few times, and then smiled, "Well, long time no see, Xiaohuan, you are all grown up!"

"Uh, you are?" Xiaohuan remembers the appearance of the person very clearly. After all, the most handsome person she has seen over the years is this person. How can she not forget it, but she and Monday Xian Ke cheated a lot of money in a partnership, and then ran away. Now she has a guilty conscience, and she doesn't dare to recognize it.

The visitor was taken aback. In the original work of Xindao, you remember Zhang Xiaofan, why don’t you remember me now, but then I thought of something, chuckled lightly, and gestured with his hands, "It’s me, that’s why I can’t smell it, it’s The brother who invited you to dinner in Xiaochi Town, I remember that you were still arguing after dinner—"

"Ah!" Xiaohuan yelled in a hurry, and almost reached out to cover Mo Wen's mouth. She didn't want her embarrassment to be told again, and immediately said anxiously: "Mr Mo Wen, of course I remember, Back then, you and my grandpa had a very open conversation. By the way, my grandpa always wanted to meet, but there was no chance! He is there now."

In the spirit of being a dead fellow, not dead and poor, Xiaohuan sold her grandfather again in a blink of an eye.

But this time she was a little miscalculated. Before she finished her voice, she heard a roar from the side.

"Where is the liar from the world, dare to lie to you and me, I really don't know whether to live or die. It seems that the Daoist is not doing harm to the people today!"

"Don't, don't, Master Dao, it's the old man who made a mistake. I just took the wrong Dao Talisman. My talisman is true and not fake!"

Xiaohuan turned his head to look, and suddenly became angry, and saw Zhou Yixian pitifully being lifted up by a middle-aged Taoist who looked like a bandit with a cheek full of flesh, and swayed back and forth, explaining and giving She winked for help.

I have no insight on this. Grandpa Xiaohuan, who got into Qian’s eyes, is speechless. If he doesn’t look at it for a while, he got into such a big trouble, and there is still one here who hasn’t dealt with it. What's the use of winking yourself? With her small arms and legs, can she beat that bandit Taoist priest?

Just let him go, Xiaohuan thought arrogantly in her heart, but after all it was her grandfather, she still looked at Jin Ping'er as if asking for help, she still knew a little bit about the identity of this sister.

Jin Ping'er wrinkled her nose when she saw it. She likes the small ring. She is very close to each other when they meet. She is like a sister, but she also hates Yi Xian. If the old guy cheated herself, she would not do it today. She would fall to this point, and now she sees someone trying to teach Zhou Yixian, she is very happy.

Then I saw Jin Ping'er curling his lips and saying, "Don't worry about him, let him suffer a little bit, and save him a lot of trouble!"

Xiaohuan also knew Jin Ping'er’s grievances, so she couldn’t speak any more, she could only look at Mo Wen again. After all, this person was very good at back then~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Mo Wen smiled lightly, he and Jin Ping'er is different, this kind of thing that can improve goodwill is not easy to let go.

"Relax, leave it to you!"

Then he suddenly turned into a cloud of black mist. When he appeared again, he was already standing behind the bandit Taoist priest. Xiaohuan and Jin Ping'er were both taken aback.

This trick was used by Zhang Xiaofan, who learned the three volumes of the heavenly book in the original work. It is a very wonderful spell, which is difficult to be discovered. Mo Wen successively obtained three volumes of the heavenly book from Dixuedong, Ghost King Zong and Wuliang Jade Bi. , Although the heavenly book at Boundless Jade Bi was the fourth volume and was not connected, he had also realized this kind of magic. After all, his talent was far superior to Zhang Xiaofan.

Putting his hand on the arm of the bandit Taoist priest, Mo Wen pressed it down with a slight force, causing Zhou Yixian to fall on the ground, and then smiled at the Taoist priest.

"Brother Dao, how about giving face?" (To be continued...)

ps: Thanks to the evil karma wolf, the monthly ticket of the silent song, and the reward of the silent song. ()