The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

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When the fat man said this, everyone in the pavilion was a little surprised. They didn't expect this so-called "destined person" to just make a stone shine.

Liang Yan was also a little puzzled, and when he looked intently, he saw a brown stone on the stone table.

"Do you mean what you said? As long as... as long as this stone can shine, I can trade the holy energy of mountains and rivers with you?" A monk asked in the crowd.

The eyes of other people also looked over at the same time, obviously this question was also what they wanted to ask.

Facing everyone's attention, the big fat man took it easy and said with a smile: "My fat man Wang has always said that he is one-of-a-kind, and the old man is innocent. Whoever can make this stone of mine shine, I will sell the holy energy of mountains and rivers to whomever at a low price. !"

"Haha, good! If that's the case, then a certain family will be the first to try it!"

As soon as the fat man's voice fell, a figure flashed, grabbed before everyone, and reached out to the stones on the table.

When everyone in the pavilion saw this, they all regretted it. This person was in the forefront. If he could make the stone shine, wouldn't he have no chance?

Just when everyone was remorseful, a transparent ripple suddenly appeared on the top of the stone, and the hand that was stretched out was pressed into the air, preventing the other party from getting closer.

"what?"

The cultivator in midair let out a light snort, and the internal cultivation technique was running, urging his own power, trying to break through this invisible barrier.

However, the next moment, the person shook all over, as if he had been hit hard, and he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Wow!"

As the blood spurted out, the cultivator flew backwards and landed in the water flow outside the pavilion, which was even worse than the man's fate at the beginning.

Seeing this, everyone in the pavilion could not help but take a few steps back, and one of them said coldly, "Friend Wang Dao, what do you mean?"

"Hehe, I forgot to tell everyone..."

The fat man said indifferently: "This stone of mine is a bit special, only a very few monks can pass its test, and those who are unlucky may be attacked. Quick success. If you don't want to be like him, don't shoot at will, just pour your spiritual power into the stone."

"This........."

With the previous experience of the person just now, everyone present was a little hesitant at this time, but Fatty Wang still smiled and continued to say: "Everyone, don't look forward to the future, the holy energy of mountains and rivers is one of the seven innate fortune qi, so How can the treasure be so easy to get, if you sincerely want to stay, if you don't want to leave, Wang will not force it!"

What he said was an understatement, but the words "Sacred Spirit of Mountains and Rivers" fell in the ears of everyone, but there were endless temptations.

None of the monks in the pavilion chose to leave.

A cultivator standing at the front directly hit a magic formula and poured his spiritual power into the stone.

But unfortunately, this person did not let the stone shine, but was attacked by an invisible wave, almost leaving him injured.

Although he failed, the enthusiasm of the other monks did not diminish, and they poured their spiritual power into the stones.

It's just that the stone remained motionless, as if it had eaten its weight. No matter how everyone's spiritual power was poured into it, there was no movement at all.

During the entire test, Liang Yan stood behind the crowd and did not rush to take action.

Seeing this scene now, he suddenly became alert, and a thought popped into his mind:

"This stone...it doesn't seem to emit light at all, it's like a container that collects the spiritual power of everyone in the pavilion..."

He had no basis for this thought, it was just a feeling.

Why does the other party want to collect the spiritual power of everyone? Is it really for some "predestined people"?

Liang Yan was puzzled and swept his eyes to the crowd. Although he could not see the faces of these monks, he could feel the enthusiasm of the people in the pavilion. Obviously, the temptation of "the holy spirit of mountains and rivers" was too great, and everyone present wanted to Get this treasure.

Only one person is different.

Liang Yan's eyes quickly locked on a slender, hunched monk.

This person, like himself, did not try to inject spiritual power into the stone, but took a few steps back, and at this time he had come to the very edge of the pavilion.

"what?"

Liang Yan's heart moved, and a strange look appeared on his face.

Just now, when his divine sense landed near this person, the black lotus sword in the Taixu gourd trembled inexplicably!

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"what happened?"

Liang Yan was secretly shocked. This kind of thing had never happened before. The Black Lotus Sword was formed by the fusion of twelve flying swords left by Ying Long. Could it be that this person has something to do with Ying Long?

Just as he was thinking about it, the man had come to the outermost periphery of the pavilion. At this moment, when the magic formula was pinched, the whole person rose into the air and flew out of the pavilion in an instant, heading for the exit of this underground palace.

Since this person has been standing at the back of all the monks, and everyone else has focused on the stone in front of Fatty Wang, no one noticed his departure, or even if they did, they would not How to pay attention.

Except for Liang Yan.

Liang Yan looked at the fanatical crowd, and then at the hunchbacked cultivator who left alone. After thinking for a while, he finally made up his mind. He also pinched the magic formula, followed behind the hunchbacked cultivator, left the pavilion, and went underground. fly outside the palace.

The reason why he made such a choice was because he didn't trust the cultivator who called himself "Fatty Wang".

This person said that he had the holy energy of mountains and rivers in his hand, but he had not taken it out until now, instead he kept urging others to pour his spiritual energy into the stones.

Although it would be harmless to consume a little spiritual power, Liang Yan always felt that the stone was a little weird, and he did not intend to inject his spiritual power into it.

In contrast, this cultivator who can trigger the Black Lotus Sword's change is more worthy of his own attention, so Liang Yan will abandon the clues of the holy spirit of mountains and rivers and choose to follow this mysterious cultivator.

He and the hunchbacked cultivator left the pavilion one after the other, and then both left the underground palace. Although there were many cultivators present, no one paid any attention. After all, this was a dark market, and generally no one would mind their own business.

Only Fatty Wang in the pavilion crossed everyone in the pavilion with smiling eyes and looked in the direction where Liang Yan and the two were leaving, with a thoughtful look on his face...... ..

Let's say that Liang Yan left the underground dark market and returned to the streets of Guangling City, and immediately ran the "Eight Parts of Yanyuan" exercises, "Bodhi Mirror Image" was displayed, and quickly locked the whereabouts of the hunchback monk.

He didn't rush to chase, but urged the Heavenly Secret Bead according to the magic formula in the Heavenly Secret Monument, and soon completely concealed his breath and hid it in a corner of the street.

Almost at the moment when his breath disappeared, two black-clothed cultivators sprang from the exit of the underground dark market.

"what?"

One of them seemed to be very puzzled, holding a magic formula in his hand, and whispering to the other: "What's the matter, why is there one less?"

The other person also pinched the magic formula, also shook his head and said: "Impossible, that person's breath has disappeared out of thin air, and even I can't detect it..."

"Originally, the two of us tracked separately, but now there is only one person's breath... Why don't we check that person first?"

"good!"

After a short exchange, the two quickly reached an agreement, and they both chased in the direction of the previous hunchback monk.

After the two of them left, there was no movement around, and Liang Yan walked out from behind the wall.

"It's weird!"

Liang Yan pondered secretly in his heart, "Bodhi Mirror Image" was running, and quickly locked the positions of the three of them, and then followed slowly......

It was already midnight, the moon set in the atrium, and the stars shone in Guangling City, making it extraordinarily quiet.

But on a remote street, there was such a scene. A hunchbacked monk walked at the front, followed by two black monks, and a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion in the back.

The middle-aged man naturally came from Liang Yan easily.

He refined the Heavenly Secret Monument and unlocked the secret of using the Heavenly Secret Bead. Now that he is running the Heavenly Secret Bead with all his strength, it is difficult for the monks under the saint to see his flaws unless they have special magic weapons or exercises.

As for the two black-clothed cultivators, they also used special exercises to hide their whereabouts. Obviously, both of them are cultivators who are good at tracking.

This group of four people is like a mantis catching a cicada, and the oriole is behind. Those who follow others do not know that they are actually being followed.

The hunchback monk didn't seem to be in a hurry. He stopped and walked all the way, going around, and it took a stick of incense before he walked out of the north of the city and came to a street in the east of the city.

Liang Yan, who was walking at the back, suddenly stopped, his eyes flashed, and there was an elusive smile on the corner of his mouth......

As for the two black-clothed monks who followed, they still followed behind the target, turned a street, and went straight to the east of the city.

After another half an hour, just when they were cautious and wanted to continue to follow, the hunchback monk in front suddenly stopped.

The person didn't move, and the two black-clothed cultivators were immediately alert and stopped almost at the same time.

"What's the matter, he found us?" One of them asked through voice transmission.

"I don't know, maybe this person is more alert, so don't act rashly." Another person replied through voice transmission.

The two pushed the concealment technique to the extreme, and waited for a while, only to find that the hunchback monk in front was always carrying his hands on his back, standing in the shadow at the end of the street, and did not move half a step.

"Huh? No!"

One of them finally realized that something was wrong, and a "whoosh" sounded out of the dark, followed by a flash of red light, which shot straight behind the hunchbacked monk.

boom!

With a muffled sound, the hunchback monk's body actually collapsed, revealing a grasshopper and a yellow talisman inside, hit by the red glow, and immediately set ablaze.

"Oops, Jin Chan escaped!" The two exclaimed at the same time.

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

At this moment, on a street in the south of Guangling City.

A young man with a hunched back and a numb face was walking quickly.

The huge consciousness spread out from this person, covering several nearby streets. Obviously, this person is not low in cultivation, and he acts extremely cautiously.

When he left the underground dark market just now, he had already noticed that he was being followed, and as a last resort, he used a left-sided spell to successfully lead the two people he was following to the east of the city, while he quietly escaped and came to the south of the city. .

It's just that he never dreamed that at this moment, not far behind him, he actually followed someone!

Liang Yan ran the Heavenly Secret Bead silently, completely hiding his aura, as if it didn't exist at all, and followed the hunchbacked man unhurriedly.

"This person is very alert, and the two cultivators who followed were discovered by him.... What is his origin? What is the identity of the person who followed?" Liang Yan thought to himself. write.

Just now, the black lotus sword in the Taixu gourd shook again, as if seeing an old acquaintance, which made him even more suspicious of the hunchbacked man's identity.

The two continued to move forward in the darkness of the night, one after the other. After a few laps, the hunchback man finally came to a remote alley.

It seemed to be a Taoist temple in the past, but now it is completely deserted, surrounded by weeds, and the courtyard gate is also dilapidated.

The hunchback man stopped at the door, pondered for a while, and then stepped in.

Liang Yan did not rush to follow up. Although he did not know why this person was so cautious, he must be very careful not to be discovered when he arrived at such a place.

After pondering for a while, Liang Yan used the "soul separation secret technique" to separate a strand of his soul, and entered the courtyard through the ants on the ground, and then attached to one of the courtyards. on an old locust tree.

Qianyexue's "soul-separation secret technique" was originally very peculiar, and was later used by Liang Yan to confirm with Wuxin's "soul-seeding technique". Now this magical power has been perfected by him, and there is no trace of it at all.

He attached the divided soul to the tree and looked inside the Taoist temple.

I saw that there was actually one other person besides the hunchbacked man!

This man is an old man, tall and thin, with slender eyebrows, an aquiline nose, and thin lips.

It's just that he seems to be injured at the moment, sitting on a futon in the Taoist temple, with his back against a brass incense burner, coughing continuously.

Seeing the hunchback man coming in, the old man forced a smile and asked:

"How is it? Does that thing have eyes?"

The hunchback man didn't answer right away, but with a gloomy face, his hands behind his back, he paced back and forth in the Taoist temple.

After a long time, he stopped and said slowly: "It's not that simple, I'm afraid we won't be able to use this holy spirit of mountains and rivers......"

"what?!"

The hunchback man reacted violently after hearing this, and his voice immediately rose a bit: "What nonsense are you talking about! Don't you know how important the holy spirit of mountains and rivers is to us? Not to mention that after I get it, I can recover from my injuries, just say yourself. , as long as you condense a little bit, there is hope to break through the bottleneck of 'Sword Baby Realm' in the future!"

"I know what you said!"

The hunchback man's face showed a hint of irritability, and he frowned: "The holy spirit of mountains and rivers is important, but I always feel a little strange about this. Do you know that I was almost followed in the dark market today!"