Yu Sha

Lingqiu Shanfang City.

Chu Weiyang carried a basket on his back and a long sword in his hand, minding his own business while walking in the slightly noisy market.

It is said that it is noisy. Compared with Heyuan Difang City, it is just that there are more pedestrians and fireworks on the empty streets. But deep into the wilderness of Chalcedony Henan, most of the pedestrians in Lingqiu Shanfang City are far away. The ordinary appearance becomes increasingly grotesque.

There was a big man with a pimpled head, a boy with an old corpse-spotted face, and a cold woman with a mouth that was split to the base of her ears...

After all, this is a place where magic sects and casual cultivators emerge in endlessly. The former’s practice method is so tyrannical that taking the shortcut to the sky always leaves some irreparable costs; while the latter’s practice method is strange and strange, and the practice of power is steep and steep. Even if you gain magical power through meridians, it will naturally leave steep consequences on your body...

Only a very small half of the crowd still maintained their true appearance as ordinary people, but their eyebrows glanced occasionally, and their eyes were full of ferocity and cruelty.

And in such a magical sect and casual cultivator inheritance, those who still maintain their original appearance will be able to see the power of their talents no matter who they are.

At least Chu Weiyang was only carrying half of a basket, from which Steward Ma leaned out half of his pale body.

Such a combination, when walking in the city, is almost enough for people to take a look and then stand in awe.

However, facing everyone's gaze, Chu Weiyang did not squint. He only tilted his head and whispered something to the manager Ma behind him while walking. Then he looked around several times, walked straight through the crowd, and walked into the place of this place. In the Huichun Pavilion.

After all, the scenery is no longer ordinary.

Standing behind the counter was a thin old man with a gloomy expression. A pair of moves fell on Chu Weiyang's body, almost breaking through the flesh and turning into two sharp knives that penetrated into the seams of the bones.

But if anyone in the entire city has seen the most gloomy demonic cultivators, has seen those weird and strange people gradually become numb in the painful struggle, and then forget themselves in the early morning of a certain day, and finally end up in the ghost world. Inside, surrounded by gloomy and dark things, completely losing all vitality...

Thinking of this, Chu Weiyang suddenly felt as relaxed as if he had returned home.

He stepped forward in a T-step, leaning forward at a slight angle, raising his neck high, his skinny cheeks showing a twitch that was not a smile, and his hollow and deep eyes looking at the gloomy old man. , but it doesn’t seem like you are looking at a living person, but some kind of ghost, some kind of broken body, some kind of wandering soul...

Rao was the well-informed counter manager of Huichun Pavilion. He couldn't help but shudder at this moment. When he suddenly came to his senses, he realized that he had been speechless and had been looking at each other in silence with Chu Weiyang for a long time.

Grinning hard, the shopkeeper showed a stiff smile that he was not used to.

"This Taoist master, what do you need?"

Chu Weiyang flipped his wrist, picked up two or three Qiankun pouches of different colors and styles from his sleeve robe, and said while weighing them.

"How many Baicao Po'er Pills and Dragon Tiger Huiyuan Pills are there? Let's show it to Pindao first."

"Oh, by the way, how many clarified jade lotus seeds, bitter leaf flowers, triphin red grass... let me think about it... and the ebony curved vines that are at least ten years old, are also showing off with Pindao."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper nodded and did not dare to do anything sloppy in front of Chu Weiyang.

"Master Tao, wait a moment."

After the words fell, the shopkeeper opened the door curtain and went straight to the warehouse at the back.

In the same place, picking up the edge of the basket, Steward Ma naturally heard it clearly.

"You need to think clearly. You are buying these things to pave the way for your future. You have no talent at all in the alchemy path. Even if you accidentally obtained two elixir recipes, you should not use your savings here. …”

Hearing this, Chu Weiyang shook his head and whispered.

"You can buy as many elixirs as you want. If you were to go to the end of the world, you would still be able to count them. But now I have obtained the "Secret Excerpts of the Essential Edicts of the Lords, Ministers, and Envoys of the Wanling Yuan Ben", and I have two complete elixir prescriptions. I only need to understand a little bit about the principles of the monarchs, ministers, and envoys. , maybe it will be a life-saving method at critical moments in the future on the way east!"

At the end of his words, Chu Weiyang's hoarse voice was full of solemnity about life and death.

If you want to think about progress, you must first think about retreat.

Hearing what Chu Weiyang said, Steward Ma grinned, as if he wanted to curse something unpleasant, but in the end he held it back, without saying a word, and watched in silence as Chu Weiyang took out the alchemy one by one from the Qiankun bag. Come, exchange it for bottles of evil elixirs and boxes of precious medicines and spiritual materials.

When the delivery was clear, Chu Weiyang rolled up his broad sleeves and raised the sword in his hand. Regardless of the shopkeeper's trembling face, the young man turned around and strode away without looking back.

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Most of the day passed like this.

When Chu Weiyang walked out of a talisman shop run by a casual cultivator, the spring feeling became deeper and deeper, and the sunlight hanging at noon gradually made people feel the strong heat.

Holding his sleeves and gently wiping the sweat on his forehead, Chu Weiyang froze in place, with a somewhat embarrassed expression on his face.

At the same time, Manager Ma's slightly anxious voice sounded in Chu Weiyang's ears in a low voice.

"That's it, do you really think you're here to buy goods? There are so many people in the market, and the more you stay, the more danger you will have! What are you doing here?"

Chu Weiyang still shook his head in embarrassment.

"I'm thinking about Liu Daoren and the three of them. They are the real local snakes in Lingqiu Mountain. If we can invite them here, this matter may be easier."

"But think about it, things are not that simple."

"Earlier when Dao Zuo met, I tried to do many things as I thought, so I could barely scare people away. But if I want to deal with the people in Tingchang Mountain, and my secret is exposed, I'm afraid the three of them will kill me first. Enough to relieve hatred..."

"The best thing is, is there any other way to frighten them further..."

"I'm not such a scheming person. Steward, you've met the boss before in the Demon Suppressing Cave. How about you give me some advice?"

In the basket, Steward Ma patted the edge of the basket and opened his mouth. Seeing that he was about to say the ugly curse words, Chu Weiyang suddenly changed his mind.

"Forget it, let's go and meet him first. Liu Daoren told me about his residence in Fangshi. Maybe I can't touch it. Maybe I won't really invite him to do things if I meet him. But, these three people He is an honest person in the world, it never hurts to meet him first..."

After a while, Chu Weiyang stopped at a street corner in Fangshi.

Not far away, diagonally across the street, was the place where Daoist Liu once said he would stop. Outside the small courtyard, pale lanterns hung on the eaves.

Even standing at the corner of the street, Chu Weiyang could still hear the faint, extremely restrained voice of a woman sobbing sadly from the courtyard.

At the same time, an octogenarian man staggered past the corner of the street. He glanced at Chu Weiyang in surprise, and then followed the young man's gaze towards the courtyard.

At the age of the old man, Xu no longer knows what fear is.

He sighed to himself.

"Well, I saw their three brothers the day before yesterday. They said they made a fortune in the fields. I wanted to ask them to treat Ye Ye to a drink of wine, but before I could say a few words, the three brothers hurried out again in the blink of an eye. ”

"Once they left, they never came back. When their bodies were found in the forest, most of the bodies of the two little ones were turned into black blood. They had to dig a few more shovels of soil to be considered dead. Bring them all back.”

"Later, someone found a secret sign left by their three brothers in the woods, saying that they were going to lead some outsider. The sign was very strange, with an extra dark word and a clear word..."

"This mountain is like a piece of sky and a piece of land. It is not easy to live peacefully until the end of one's life. In recent years, not many people have died like this at the hands of outsiders."

"The best home was ruined..."

Behind him, the old man was talking ramble, but Chu Weiyang couldn't listen to a word.

He stared blankly at the pale color hanging under the eaves.

It seemed as if there was blood, a blood-red color, that would smudge the pale paper.

The next moment, Chu Weiyang suddenly jolted and came back to his senses.

He turned his head and looked, and saw that the old man had already turned around and walked a few steps away, leaving Chu Weiyang with a figure from behind.

With almost no hesitation, Chu Weiyang called out to the old man.

"Old sir, please stay, I have something important to ask you!"

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the old man turned around, his wrinkled face covered with numbness from wind, frost, snow and rain.

"Child, yes, no matter you are the Yin character or the Ming character, if you can come and see him, it's fate; if you can say "Yes", no matter what you want to ask, "Yes, everything will be done in detail" Let me tell you!"

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Night falls again.

The steaming mist shrouded the sea of ​​trees, and the strong winds of late spring roared by. The whirling sound was like the waves of the sea beating down one after another.

Yan Jianming was walking among the sea of ​​trees in Lingqiu Mountain. His eyes were a little eager and a little confused.

Eager because, up to this moment, he had only seen countless trees; confused because, even after looking at these trees for a long time, he could not distinguish the difference between this one and the previous one. .

It was as if the sea of ​​trees itself, the shadows of the sea of ​​trees, and even the muddy land under his feet were melting into the endless mist.

Even his own anger and impatience were swaying in the huge waves of the ocean, as if they would be extinguished in the next moment.

Those seemingly intense and strong emotions actually cannot solve any problems!

Suddenly, Yan Jianming remembered what Chu Weiyang once said for no reason.

In a daze, he seemed to hear the crisp sound coming from his ears again, as if Chu Weiyang's hand slapped his cheek from afar and humiliatingly.

Yan Jianming shook his arm bitterly, as if he was venting the shame and anger in his heart.

But in the next moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly stopped on the spot, looking into the shadows not far away, full of caution and vigilance.

"who--!"

Amidst the sound of shallow footsteps, Chu Weiyang walked out of the shadow behind the tree, carrying a basket on his back.

In the hazy mist, the young man's sickly and emaciated figure, illuminated by the dim moonlight, looked more and more like a lonely ghost wandering among the mountains and forests.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Weiyang's hoarse voice sounded, echoing in the mist of the woods, more like the sound of ghosts.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, if you don't take good care of your eldest young master, why are you chasing after me? This is different from what you promised!"

Hearing this, Yan Jianming just smiled coldly.

"As promised... you are worthy of mentioning this! In the Zhaiyu Tower, Pindao didn't see you!"

Chu Weiyang shook his head, relaxed his shoulders, put his hands underneath, and then put the basket on his back on the ground.

"Zhaiyu Tower...have you been to Zhaiyu Tower? Or have you both been to Zhaiyu Tower? Why are you looking for me in Zhaiyu Tower? You want to kill me? You can't kill me, so you come to Lingqiu Mountain to look for me again. ? Fellow Daoist Yan, if you do this, we will become enemies!"

With that said, Chu Weiyang directly took out the long sword from the scabbard, squatted down half-crouched, and buckled his steps. With one hand, he held the sword's edge horizontally in front of him, and with the other hand, he placed the sword's fingers together and made a virtual point on the spine of the sword.

The last layer of shame cloth was also torn apart in front of Chu Weiyang's "Spring Sword" starting position.

For this reason, Yan Jianming became even more ashamed and angry.

"Ha! It's just a runaway slave! It's just a demon prisoner! From the south to the north, you are invisible in the scum! You were lucky enough to escape from birth. Living a few more days is a gift from God, and Where does the temperament come from, how can you imitate others and be stubborn!"

Hearing this, Chu Weiyang instead of being angry, instead grinned.

"Stubborn? Are you stubbornly resisting? You can say whatever you want, but Fellow Taoist Yan, I am indeed working hard, but I am working hard for myself, in order to survive! Fellow Taoist Yan, you are standing here today, standing in front of me Who are you fighting for in front of the sword?"

"Mother Danxia standing in the clouds? Or the stubborn young master Chunyu?"

"Looking at it this way, I seem to be more like a human being! You are just like a hyena, my fellow Taoist Yan, who is busy running around for others!"

At the end of his words, Chu Weiyang shook his head.

Hearing this, Yan Jianming almost stared out his eyes in anger!

He gritted his teeth tightly, and the words containing the roar were almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Hyaena—ha! Hyena!"

When the last word was yelled out, Yan Jianming's whole body was trembling with excitement.

But at this moment, Chu Weiyang strode straight towards Yan Jianming with Yu steps like a meteor!

Between the snaps and the buckles, Chu Weiyang's body was almost twisted into a top. The moment his body suddenly moved, Chu Weiyang inserted the long sword into the scabbard.

Those few steps are the Yu steps, all the steps of the thirty-six movements of the Spring Sword, and the Zhaijiao ritual in which Chu Weiyang immerses his mind on the edge of the sword!

The strong mana wrapped in the sword's intention turned into wanton sword energy, flowing in the swing of the long sword.

In these few steps, Chu Weiyang built his sword power from scratch to its peak!

Hidden in the sheath - Qingming Sword Intent!

The next moment, the sword light suddenly appeared!

What Chu Weiyang thrust out with his sword seemed to be the moonlight from the Nine Heavens!

The buzzing and cutting blade of the sword seemed to be life and death in front of him!

At the same time, as the sleeves and robes were waved, the white jade poisonous snake wrapped around the wrist turned into a white thunder, jumped in the air, and struck directly at Yan Jianming's face!

The person who responded to Chu Weiyang's sword was Yan Jianming's figure who refused to retreat but advanced.

It was a ferocious roar that the Taoist had never heard before.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

"Well done-!"

After the words fell, Yan Jianming held the Danshan seal with both hands, holding a talisman on each fingertip. His hands seemed to rise up to the sky, facing the sword edge and the poisonous snake!