The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

"One accomplishes ten thousand bones, let alone trains to become the corpse of the ancestor's emperor. The monks who have sacrificed in the Wusheng River these years have not tens of thousands, but eight thousand..."

　　 Yu Wenshou lightly sighed, he is not a soft-hearted person. He can become the guardian of evil sects such as the Tomb of the Dead, and naturally there will be no shortage of human lives.

　　 It's just that the refining method of the "emperor's corpse" is the secret method of the town clan passed down by Murong Han that year. It requires the remains of thousands of people to assist in the cultivation. And it can't be the remains of ordinary people, at least one must have a cultivator with one or two levels of Qi training.

　　 This method is too vicious, and it provokes extraordinary people. In recent years, Wen Tao has secretly arrested low-level monks. Although most of them were born in casual cultivation, he occasionally provokes some disciples with sects. If things go on like this, there will eventually be a day when the paper cannot hold the fire, and then the tomb of the dead will become the target of public criticism.

　　 Yu Wenshou, as a senior in the Tomb of the Dead, although he is usually greedy for money and good fortune, he also knows the truth that there are no eggs in the nest. Only by doing all we can to keep the secret of this lifeless river can we live a stable life.

　　 "I just don't know if the tomb owner can succeed in this retreat..."

　　 Yu Wenshou raised his head and looked at the golden coffin above the abyss, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After 　　 for a while, he only listened to a sigh, retracted his gaze, and looked at the blood-colored small cauldron above the Wusheng River again.

　　 This "blood corpse cauldron" is the treasure of the tomb of the dead. According to legend, when Murong Han first arrived in Wu, the world of cultivation in Wu was chaotic, and the major sects fought for years. And Murong Han relied on an "emperor corpse" and this "blood corpse cauldron" to lay the foundation of the tomb of the dead in the hands of many golden core monks.

　　 Later, Murong Han was surrounded by many people. Although he finally rushed out of the siege, the "Blood Corpse Cauldron" was severely damaged. Among them, his spirituality was destroyed, his grade was downgraded, and he finally became an ordinary magic weapon.

　　 Later, the "Imperial Palace" turned out to be born, and successively surrendered all the martial arts of Wu, and became the only ancestor of Wu. This chaos, which lasted for many years, gradually came to an end.

　　 Although the "Blood Corpse Cauldron" was completely destroyed in spirit, it was after all the personal magic weapon of the golden core ancestors, so it has been passed down from generation to generation and can be regarded as the treasure of the town. It was just that it had been severely injured and needed to be nourished with the dead energy in the Wusheng River from time to time, so it was placed at the end of the Wusheng River, in the same place as the tomb owner's retreat.

　　 Yu Wenshou hesitated a bit, but he still pinched the tactic with one hand, and raised his hand to the blood corpse cauldron on the Wusheng River. I saw that the **** little cauldron seemed to be inspired by him, and a weird red light lit up in the air, and it spun quickly after a while.

　　 Every time this "blood corpse cauldron" turns, its body size shrinks by one point, and in the end it has become the size of a walnut, then it turns into a red light and flies toward Yu Wenshou's palm.

　　 However, at this moment, a silver brilliance flew out of Yu Wenshou's back, and cut straight to his right hand.

　　The sword intent was stirring endlessly, Yu Wenshou only felt his hairs explode, and he fluttered backwards without thinking about it.

　　 But he is one of the three guardians of the Tomb of the Dead. Although he is panicked at this moment, he knows that the person must come for the blood corpse cauldron! While his figure retreated rapidly in the air, his left hand was pinching with one hand, pointing towards the void somewhere in front of him.

　　 I saw the white light lit up, and a huge bald corpse jumped out of it, and then its arms stretched out like a great ape, toward the blood corpse cauldron that was falling from mid-air.

　　 Silver White Guanghua missed a hit, and shook it lightly in mid-air. It turned into three flying swords. Two of them slashed towards the bald giant corpse, and the other came straight to Yuwenshou.

　　 The bald corpse grinned at this moment, and the two flying swords were like a dragon, making it impossible to see. Reluctantly, he gave up the fight for the blood corpse cauldron, turned around and threw two punches in the air. A violent punch came out, and the direction of the two flying swords was missed by a few inches.

　　 The two flying swords flew almost close to the body of the bald corpse, and so, they also cut off two pieces of his flesh. However, the bald corpse had no idea what the pain was, and at the moment it was just angrily roaring towards the flying sword in mid-air.

　　At the same time, a young man in gray had already appeared under the blood corpse cauldron. He raised his hand and grabbed it lightly, and the blood corpse cauldron was caught by him.

　　 "Murong Wenqin, what are you doing!"

　　 Yu Wenshou yelled angrily. At this moment, while dealing with Feijian's attack, he looked around with an iron face.

　　 I saw that there were three people standing in front of him. One of them was "Murong Wenqin" who had a cooperation agreement with him, and the other two were a gray-clothed boy and a beautiful woman.

　　 "Hehe, what are you doing? Don't you understand Yuwen's protector now?"

　　 Seeing Liang Yan put the blood corpse cauldron into his hands, he laughed and said, "We reluctantly accepted the blood corpse cauldron of Guizong."

"you!"

　　 Yu Wenshou burst into anger in his chest, he turned his head and glanced at the three of them coldly, then suddenly pointed at the woman among them and said, "Are you Murong Xuewei?"

　　 When Murong Xuewei came to the dead man’s tomb to pay her respects to the mountain gate, Yu Wenshou directly turned her away and never even saw her. So he didn't recognize it at the beginning, but he was not stupid. At this moment, he thought of the cause and effect of the matter, and he guessed the general idea in a blink of an eye.

"Hehe, when the little girl came back to the Tomb of the Dead, Yuwen's Law Protector ignored Murong's orders and forcibly turned me away. I didn't expect that we would still meet one day!" Murong Xuewei looked at Yu Wenshou and smiled faintly. Tao.

"Humph!"

Yu Wenshou snorted coldly. He figured out the whole story. Instead, he calmed down at the moment. He just said sarcastically, "Only you? A little boy who just built a foundation and two cultivators at the peak of Qi refining. I took the blood corpse cauldron under my hand? Could it be a foolish dream?"

　　 As soon as he finished speaking, he heard an old voice laugh and said:

　　 "They can't~www.ltnovel.com~What about the old man?"

　　 Yu Wenshou's complexion changed slightly, only to see that the mouth of the gray-clothed boy's waist pouch was loosened, and then a white light flashed, and a girl with double braids on her head and a green jacket popped out from it.

　　 This girl is clearly in her early ten years of age. However, she fell on the ground at this moment, but she turned her hands on her back, shaking her head and shaking her head, and said with an old-fashioned look: "I think you are not easy to practice, so behave yourself, keep a corpse!"

　　 "What a crazy tone!"

　　 Yu Wenshou narrowed his eyes and looked up and down the girl. Although she could not feel any fluctuations in her body, Yu Wenshou did not dare to be careless.

　　 "Mad Lion, come back!"

With Yu Wenshou's shout, the bald corpse who was fighting with Liang Yan's two fixed lightsabers suddenly roared up to the sky, and then a thick cyan scale armor appeared on the arms and punched the two flying swords. Hit it.

　　 bang bang! Two muffled noises.

　　 The bald corpse had forcibly connected Liang Yan's two swords without any damage. On the contrary, Liang Yan's two flying swords were shaken and flew upside down.

　　 After the bald corpse vibrated the flying sword, he didn't love the battle, but quickly returned to Yu Wenshou's face and blocked the remaining fixed lightsaber for him.

　　 Liang Yan's expression changed slightly when he saw it, and he raised his hand to draw, and combined the three fixed lightsabers into one, and then retracted in front of him.

　　 "It seems that among the bronze corpses, there are also three or sixty-nine grades. The'crazy lion' in front of me is probably far more than the previous'chai Tuo'." Liang Yan narrowed his eyes.