The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

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Da Shi Lianxin himself was a monk in the transformation realm. Although he was knocked out of the realm by the yellow-clothed old monk at this time, his vision was still there.

After several months of fighting with Liang Yan, he also gradually discovered the clues.

Every time after fighting with each other to exhaustion, the blood-red color in the eyes of this little junior will fade, and even the magic in the body will be wiped out.

Da Shi Lianxin was also extremely clever, and he naturally saw the intention of the old monk in yellow clothes at a glance.

"He wants to borrow my hand to help this kid get rid of the devilishness!"

Thinking of this, Lianxin Dashi couldn't help but smile wryly.

There is no way to tell the victory or defeat in this battle. Every time he is about to succeed, the old monk in yellow will ring the ancient bell and stun the two at the same time. After a few days, the spiritual power of both parties will recover and everything will start again. pass.

And every battle is not initiated by him. Even though there are 10,000 people in Linxin Dashi who are unwilling to do it, he is facing a demonized person.

Once Liang Yan became sober, he would never let him go. It was a fatal onslaught, forcing Master Lienxin to protect himself. You come and I go back and forth in this cycle.

"How long is this going to hit?"

There was a hint of helplessness on the face of Lienxinda Shi, looking at Liang Yan who was like a beast on the opposite side, he could only rise up the power of King Kong and greet him...........

At this time, the old monk in yellow clothes was carrying a big clock on his shoulders, striding forward on the mountain road.

It is strange to say that since he left the Secret Realm of Sen Luo, he hasn't flew away with a pinch, relying solely on his own legs to climb the mountains and ridges, as if walking on the ground. Moreover, the speed of the stride meteor is not much slower than Feida.

The most important thing is that every time he consciously or unconsciously, he avoids the many cultivation forces in the Tianhe City territory, all the way to the wild mountains or remote areas lacking aura, it seems as if he is deliberately hiding himself.

You must know how vast the territory of Tianhe City is, and the yellow-clothed old monk has a high level of cultivation. If he does not want to reveal his whereabouts, no one will be able to find out.

After three months of running like this, it is a little different today.

The mountain climbed at the feet of the old monk in Huangyi is called Jueqing Mountain. There is a Taoist temple on the mountain called "Jeqing Guan".

The view of unfeeling is the orthodox school of cultivation of Taoism. The master Yin Canghai broke through to the Tongxuan realm a hundred years ago.

At this time, the top of the unfeeling mountain is in the view of unfeeling.

Three middle-aged men wearing black robes are standing with their hands in the ancestral shrine.

Behind them is the statue of the unfeeling real person, the founder of the unfeeling view. On the altar table in front of the statue are nine large plates of spiritual fruits, each of which is extremely precious.

And the middle plate of Lingguo is the most peculiar. Although it is only the size of a fist, it has limbs and heads, and even its facial features are vivid. It looks like a newborn baby, all carved and jade.

If there are other monks here, they will surely exclaim, because this pan of spirit fruit is a special product in the secret realm of Jueqing Mountain, named: Baby Fruit!

This spiritual fruit can help people get rid of acquired distracting thoughts and see their innate nature. It is a great elixir for fighting against the demons when breaking through the bottleneck, or for counteracting backlashes after going crazy.

The baby fruit blooms in fifty years and bears fruit in two hundred years. The quantity is extremely rare. According to legend, only part of the secret realm will be taken out as a tribute when worshiping the ancestor.

And there were twenty boys and girls kneeling in front of the table, all only eleven or twelve years old, some were calm and steady, some were lively and curious.

At this time, a man in a Taoist robe stepped forward and said loudly:

"From now on, you will be the disciples of my unfeeling view. Behind me is a statue of the ancestor. You must bow down sincerely. If anyone dares to do anything to deceive the ancestor and deceive the ancestor, I will personally catch him here. , Execute the door rules in front of the Patriarch!"

As soon as his voice fell, the twenty boys and girls leaned over and kowtow at the same time, and they responded in unison:

"Follow the decree of Uncle Master, I will never dare to violate the rules of the door!"

After hearing this, the man in the robe nodded slightly, and was about to say something, but suddenly heard a bell ring.

"what?"

The three Taoist priests present all changed their faces and turned to look towards the door.

I don't know when there was an old monk there. The monk's robe was worn out, his face was withered and there was no expression on his face, but his eyes were like a deep pool.

After seeing this person clearly, the three Taoist priests were all shocked.

You must know that this place is an unfeeling ancestor's ancestral hall, not to mention that there are monks guarding the mountain gate, just around this ancestor's ancestral hall, there are also high-level guards.

It was really incredible that the person in front of him could come here silently.

Among the three Taoist priests, the first one had the cultivation base of the middle Jindan period. At this time, he stepped forward and asked in a deep voice: "Who is your Excellency, why did you break into the ancestral hall of my ancestor without knowing it?"

After hearing this, the yellow-clothed old monk was expressionless, and only cast his eyes on the altar behind the three.

The three Taoist priests couldn't see his depth, and they didn't dare to act rashly. While hesitating, they suddenly heard a long roar from the back of the main hall. Then there was one wearing a cyan Taoist suit, over sixty years old, and full of white hair. The old road galloped.

This old Dao sits on a crane, his clothes fluttering, and the bones of the fairy wind slowly fall at the entrance of the ancestral hall at this time.

He saw the yellow-clothed old monk, his eyes widened, and he shouted: "A bold monk, how dare to break into the important place of my sect without permission? Could it be that I have never heard of Yin Canghai's reputation as "One palm breaks the river, the thousand rivers flow absolutely". ?"

Tsing Yi’s veteran drink had already secretly used magical powers, but the yellow-clothed veteran monk on the opposite side had not heard of it. He still turned his back to himself and only looked at the altar in the ancestral hall.

"Could it be a lunatic?"

Yin Canghai was a little strange secretly. He was meditating in retreat just now, but suddenly he felt that a breath broke through the ancestors' ancestral hall. He thought it was an attack from an enemy, but he did not expect that he was an old monk who looked a little dazed.

"Huh, it seems that you are toasting and not eating fine wine! It is a big taboo to break into the ancestral hall without permission, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeve robe, but he saw a jade ruyi floating in the air, just a slight turn, it shot out hundreds of cyan glow.

These rays of sunlight fell like sharp swords from mid-air, and in the blink of an eye, they fell on the head of the old monk in yellow clothes.

However, the other party did not evade at all, a golden light suddenly appeared from the top of his bald head, which swept away all the blue clouds, and even the jade ruyi was swept away by the golden light at the same time, and disappeared in an instant.

"My Eight Treasures Qingyang Jade!"

The corner of Tsing Yi's eyes jumped, and he screamed in surprise.

Although he had a big tone just now, he also knew that this old monk was not a good crop, so he used the treasure handed down by the ancestor as soon as he shot it.

The eight treasures of Qingyang jade are cast from Wanzai Yangyu, which also embodies the unfeeling artistic conception of the ancestors of the past generations, which can be called the most precious treasure of the town.

More than a hundred years ago, when Yin Canghai had just been promoted to the Tongxuan Realm, his realm had not yet been stabilized, and hostile monks had attacked him. At that time, he relied on the Eight Treasures Qingyang Jade to behead the opponents one by one on the absolute green mountain.

After that battle, Yin Canghai became famous and received the title of "One palm breaks the river, the thousand rivers have no flow", and the eight treasure Qingyang jade is also jealous.

Unexpectedly, this powerful magic weapon of the town in the eyes of other people, in front of the eyes of the old monk in yellow clothes, he could not even do a single trick.

At this moment, Yin Canghai finally understood that this seemingly ordinary old monk had an unfathomable cultivation base!

However, before he could make another move, the old monk suddenly raised his hand and flicked his finger at the ancient bell on his shoulder.

when!

But when the bell rang, a circle of golden light spread, and the boys and girls, the three Taoist priests and even the master Yin Canghai trembled all over, and then their eyes became dull.

Next, I saw everyone in the Unfeeling View, maintaining their posture when the bell rang, motionless, as if standing in place like wooden stakes.

The yellow-clothed old monk didn't look at everyone again, turned and strode into the hall.

He swaggered to the altar table, raised his hand to pick up the plate of baby fruit, and then the aura flowing in his palm, actually refining the plate of spiritual fruit into mist.

As the yellow-clothed old monk lightly tapped with one hand, the mist refining from the baby fruit floated into the ancient bell.

Da Shi Lianxin, who was fighting Liang Yan in the clock, suddenly felt a lot of spiritual power mixed into the ancient clock, subconsciously smelled it with his nose, and a hint of doubt appeared on his face.

"Baby fruit?"

Before he could figure out the situation, the old monk rang the ancient bell again, and the two fainted at the same time, and the mist of the baby fruit began to slowly seep into Liang Yan's skin.

After the yellow-robed old monk threw the baby fruit into the ancient bell, he didn't stay at all, turned around and walked out of the unfeeling view, and ran towards the mountain in a stride.

Not long after he left, the unfeeling audience suddenly woke up. The boys and girls in the Patriarch's ancestral hall, as well as the three Taoist priests in the Golden Core Realm, looked at each other and looked at a loss.

"Strange, what happened just now?" one of them asked.

"I don't know, how do I feel that I have fought with people just now, but I can't remember the specific situation..." the other person replied.

"Huh? Where's the baby fruit!" The third Taoist looked back at the confession table, and suddenly screamed.

When the other two Taoist priests saw this, their expressions changed, and they shouted: "Oh, all the baby fruits of our sect in the past two hundred years are here. Now we can make a big disaster!"

The three Taoist priests were in a mess, but they didn't notice that the master Yin Canghai had already stepped into the hall.

There was a thoughtful look on the face of this veteran Tsing Yi, as if vaguely remembered something, but he couldn't remember completely.

"Watch the Lord! Why are you here?"

The other three Taoist priests finally came back to their senses, and at this time they all bent over and saluted.

"I waited for the poor guards to cause the baby fruit to be stolen. Please be punished by the subject..."

"okay!"

Yin Canghai waved his hand and said lightly: "I already know, let this matter go for the time being, you must not divulge anything about everything here today!"

"Yes!"

Everyone present nodded and responded at the same time.........

..............

After the Huangyi old monk left the Unfeeling Mountain, he rushed to the next place without stopping. In the next two years, he patronized more than a dozen sects or aristocratic families in the territory of Tianhe City.

He broke into the territory of these immortal cultivation forces, did not grab any magical pill or secret classics, but stole some cherished spiritual fruits and medicinal materials, and after the completion of the matter, he rang the ancient bell with a secret technique, stunned everyone on the spot. , And then drift away.

After the monks who were stunned by him woke up, most of them lost their previous memories. Only a few monks above the Profound Realm had a vague impression, but after thinking about it, they hardly dared to say anything.

Fortunately, the yellow-clothed old monk did not touch the roots of these immortal cultivation forces, but only stole some spiritual fruit medicinal materials, so even if some people with advanced cultivation levels vaguely remembered something, they didn't want to pursue it anymore, but strictly ordered the gatekeeper to be tight-lipped.

The territory of Tianhe City is vast, and there are countless cultivating sects and cultivating families in the territory, and the sects stolen by the yellow-robed old monk are not the top ones, so their whereabouts have not been revealed along the way.

He occasionally went deep into some dangerous places, like lava swamps, monster forests, and those dangerous places that were respected by nearby cultivators, but the yellow-clothed old monk walked flat on the ground.

And all the spirit fruit and elixir he picked in it was put into the ancient bell.

Two years later, Da Shi Lin Xin can now be considered to understand.

The old monk in yellow clothes simply uses this ancient bell as a medicine pot!

Various spirit fruits and spirit medicines were continuously thrown into the ancient bell by him, and finally mixed together and refined into a lump of medicinal liquid.

Every time the two of them fought until their spiritual power was exhausted and stunned by the sound of the bell, the liquid medicine would seep into Liang Yan's body.

Two years later, although Liang Yan has not regained consciousness, the blood-red color in his eyes has gradually faded, and only a faint scarlet remains in the depths of his eyes.

Da Shi Lin Xin knew that, with the help of the infinite battle with himself and the assistance of the liquid medicine, Liang Yan was probably not far away from fully waking up.

Although he knew that he was being used by others, he was helpless.

"You kid, I've wasted two years of brother's time, and I will serve you as a sparring partner! If you have a chance in the future, you have to give it back to the brother!"

Lianxin thought through gritted teeth while fighting.

when!

Another melodious ancient bell rang, and the two fainted at the same time..........

...............

Liang Yan felt that he had come to a battlefield, where there was no benevolence, justice and morality, no restriction from heaven, and only pure killing and desire.

kill! Or be killed!

If you don't want to die, you can only kill your opponent.

Kill kill kill!

Liang Yan can't remember many things. The only thing he has impression is that he has killed a total of 216 people in this Shura field in the past two years!

He will never forget this number!

Because every opponent is very strong, every battle has to be fought one day and one night, until exhaustion can kill the opponent. After that, he waited for his spiritual power to recover, and then went to find the next opponent.

He didn't know the meaning of this, but there was a longing in his heart, longing for blood, longing for killing.

Until recently, a bell was often heard.

The bell sounded melodiously, like a dusty memory, enlightening his past and making him feel a kind of tranquility that he had never had before.

As time passed, the bells became clearer than ever.

when!

The last bell rang, Liang Yan slowly opened his eyes............

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