As the ghost spirit's emotions fluctuated, the prison also roared, the surroundings shook violently, and the bloody prison also shone with a dazzling light.
The ghost spirit that was sealed inside had bloodshot eyes at this moment, and the roar spread in all directions. Her inner hatred for the human race in front of her had reached its extreme.
All the negative emotions that had been suppressed in my heart poured out like a dam bursting at this moment.
"I am going to kill you! !"
The captain looked up, sighed, and mocked.
"You don't even know how to curse. You just keep saying this over and over again. Do you want me to teach you?"
You Jing, completely crazy.
Seeing this, the captain coughed and looked proud. Naturally, he was not worried that he would really be killed by the sword holder and fed to the ghost spirit. If this was the case, this would not be the orthodoxy of the human race.
After all, for the sword-wielding court, rules are rules and must be followed.
What made him even more proud was that not only was the middle-aged sword holder beside him full of shock, but even his junior brother had a rare change of expression at this moment.
This made the captain feel extremely comfortable. He felt that he was a win-win this time.
"I can show off this matter in front of little Ah Qing for ten years from now on. In addition, the old guys who hold the sword will definitely change their perception of me when they see that I, Chen Erniu, am so good."
Thinking of this, the captain slowly put away the clothes, but he felt that he was a man of his word, so... he didn't take the hair away, and left it in front of the cage.
After sorting out other items, the captain walked to Xu Qing's side and raised his eyebrows.
"What about me, your senior brother!"
"sharp!"
Xu Qing spoke sincerely, and even gave a thumbs up after thinking for a while. The captain laughed, feeling extremely wonderful, and looked at Qingqiu again.
Qingqiu rolled her eyes at him, but she was extremely wary in her heart.
The middle-aged sword holder on the side looked at Chen Erniu with a somewhat complicated look. He admitted that Chen Erniu did have some abilities, but now he had a vague feeling that such a guy would influence Yinghuangzhou's sword-holding in the future.
Ting's reputation.
After all, this person was too damaged and too cheap. Now that he recalled the sacredness of the other person's expression before, he couldn't help but want to slap him.
At the same time, in the main hall of the Sword-bearing Court, several sword-bearing elders also looked at the light curtain that appeared in front of them with strange expressions. Inside the light curtain were Xu Qing and three others.
These elders saw all the words and deeds of the captain.
Everyone was speechless for a while, and finally only one elder shook his head and spoke.
"Too cheap."
At the same time, as the ghost spirit's mood fluctuated violently, the sword-wielding court finally had a breakthrough in searching for souls. Xu Qing and the others could not participate in the subsequent events, so they were soon captured by the middle-aged sword-wielding man.
Sent it down.
As for the credit, this time the captain was credited with the first credit, which is not small.
After watching the three figures disappear into the sword-wielding court, the middle-aged sword-wielder let out a long sigh.
"The disciples of the Eight Sects Alliance this time..."
He shook his head, not knowing how to evaluate it.
And as soon as the matter ended, Qingqiu immediately left with Li Tujiao, seemingly not wanting to stay for a moment longer.
As for the Eight Sects Alliance, they also chose to leave and return to the Eight Sects Alliance the day after the incident ended. However, before the giant flying boat of the Eight Sects Alliance set sail, there was an episode...
Captain, he is missing.
After all, he did not have the courage to return to the sect. He was obviously worried about the anger of Master Zixuan and the punishment of his master after returning. After all, he did not know what Zixuan said in the letter he replied.
But with the ancestor around, the captain's escape plan is doomed to fail.
So less than half an hour after the ship's departure time, after Xue Lianzi left and returned, he held in his hand the captain whose escape plan failed.
The captain's expression was full of boredom. He sighed repeatedly and was thrown directly into the flying boat by Xue Lianzi. With a command, the flying boat roared into the sky and roared away in the direction of the Eight Sects Alliance. In an instant,
The Taichu Liyou Pillar that stood on the ground became thinner and thinner in Xu Qing's eyes until it finally disappeared from sight.
Looking in the direction of Taichu Liyouzhu, Xu Qing also had some waves in his heart.
When he came, he was just a disciple of the Eight Sects Alliance, a quasi-Daoist at best, but now... he is the most powerful sword wielder of the Huazhang Huaguang that has never appeared in Yinghuang Province, and he has already reached the peak during the selection stage.
From participant to witness.
His identity and reputation are completely different from before.
Xu Qing felt this clearly from the looks in the eyes of the surrounding alliance disciples peeking at him.
In the past, the alliance disciples looked at him more with envy, but now, they look at him with awe.
The change in gaze comes not only from strength, but also from a change in one's own identity.
Today, he is already a cultivator of the Five Sword-holding Department of the orthodox Shangxuan Department of the human race. He has a command sword, the evidence is conclusive, and his own strength allows, he can kill anyone under the emperor.
Similarly, under the protection of this identity, if someone kills him, he will also be wanted by the sword-wielding department. While enjoying these, the sword-wielding man must also dedicate himself to his responsibility, holding the sword for the human race and protecting the common people. Xu Qing remained silent.
, the mission of the sword holder is too big, and he doesn’t know how to do it in the future.
"Stick to your heart." Xu Qing murmured in his heart, then put his thoughts back, turned his head, and looked at the captain who limped beside him.
"Junior brother, I regret something very much."
"Are you running late?" Xu Qing looked at
He glanced at the captain's legs.
"No." The captain looked sad and angry. "I regret joining the sword bearers so late. Otherwise, I would have understood the Emperor Sword earlier and cultivated it until now. Guixu would have been polite to me when he saw me."
"First of all, you need to reach the peak of Nascent Soul, and secondly, you need to live for two thousand years." Xu Qing reminded.
"I..." The captain's eyebrows were the same, but he seemed to remember something and sighed.
"The peak of Nascent Soul in Wanggu Continent is the limit for most monks in their lifetime. There are many people who are stuck here and cannot break through until their longevity is cut off..."
"After all, this level is placed in the small world, which is equivalent to the realm of the top of the world there. People in the small world have cultivated to the realm of the top of the world. The next step is to break the void and ascend to find the secret. But this is okay, but
Two thousand years is difficult."
"It is no different now than before the arrival of the gods. At that time, there was no heterogeneity. In ancient China, the Yuanying was also called the destiny. One baby was born in one palace, and one baby lived sixty years. Now the life span is half. Unless there are treasures from heaven and earth, the Yuanying cannot be raised at its peak.
The sword that can kill Guixu at the first level has been released."
The captain is depressed...
Xu Qing was thoughtful, this was the first time he understood the realm of Yuanying.
"Stop talking about this, little junior brother, I thought about it, why don't you go to Zixuan to become an immortal after you go back? It'll be fine, just close your eyes and you'll be fine. Otherwise, senior brother probably won't be able to go to Fenghai County with you.
Yeah, I'm worried that Immortal Zixuan will slap him to death
I."
Xu Qing thought for a moment and took out a pocket and handed it to the captain.
"The things inside may be able to help you, senior brother, withstand this disaster."
"What's inside?" The captain's eyes lit up, and he was about to open it when Xu Qing spoke calmly.
"Healing medicine."
The captain paused and looked at Xu Qing resentfully.
Xu Qing was unmoved. He didn't believe that the captain would be in danger of his life. The most he could do was suffer a little. But for a captain who likes taking risks and risking his life, he would probably suffer the most in his life. No matter how much he suffered,
A little bit, Xu Qing thinks so
Nothing.
After all, even if the captain's body was disabled, it would grow back in a few days. It would only take a month to recover if only his head was left.
The road to Fenghai County is long, and at worst, when I go there, I will have to carry the captain's head with me. It seems that before I even get to Fenghai County, the captain is jumping up and down again.
The captain sighed, but put away the healing medicine, took out the apple and took a bite.
He felt that elixirs could be sold for money. He was now very poor, and most of his previous savings were spent on buying titles. When he thought that all his spiritual stones were exchanged for a zhang of brilliance, he couldn't help but be curious again.
strong.
"It's okay if you don't help me say good things to Immortal Zixuan, but can you tell me what you answered when the Emperor asked your heart?"
"I have been thinking about this issue for a long time. I ponder it every day and think about it every night. You see, my hair has fallen out."
The captain blinked. In fact, he said so much before and set the stage just to ask this answer.
He felt that his strategy in the snow last time was wrong. He couldn't just ask directly. He needed to lay the groundwork and talk about other things, such as the destiny Nascent Soul, so as to divert Xu Qing's attention, and then ask questions in a trend, so that the probability of success would be higher.
The moment he asked this question, Xue Lianzi, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating in the secret room on the flying boat, moved his ears and listened intently. Next to him, the Immortal Dongyou was also in the secret room, looking towards the direction of Xu Qing.
Even in the distance, on the invisible Taichu Liyou Pillar, the sword-wielding elder raised his head and looked at the direction of the Eight Sect Alliance's flying boat leaving.
While these old guys were listening carefully, Xu Qing glanced at the captain's hair.
The captain looked at Xu Qing eagerly.
"Elder brother, I already told you that day on the snow." Xu Qing said softly.
The captain was stunned and recalled carefully. At the same time, Xue Lianzi also frowned and began to recall. The elder holding the sword looked surprised.
Soon, the captain suddenly remembered that when he asked Xu Qing that day, although Xu Qing said nothing, he spat.
"You...saliva?"
Thinking of this, the captain hesitated.
Xu Qing nodded.
"I spit on the gods."
The captain was a little confused.
"Then, after spitting, you become extremely sick?"
"I even called it a son of a bitch." Xu Qing pointed at the remnant face of the god in the sky...
Xue Lianzi was stunned, and the elder of the Sword-holding Court looked strange. As for the captain standing next to Xu Qing, he murmured at this moment.
"You...you called Shen Zanmian a son of a bitch?"
"Not a sentence." Xu Qing corrected and spoke seriously.
"I cursed him several times. In addition to being a son of a bitch, I also called him a son of a bitch and a bastard of a pig. In the end, I even called him a god of shit."
Xu Qing said and spat outside the flying boat. The captain looked at Xu Qing, his eyes shining brightly at this moment.
At this time, in the sword-holding court, the sword-holding elder was thoughtful, with a smile on his lips. The smile continued to expand, and finally he burst into laughter.
The laughter was so hearty that the sound spread throughout the sword-holding court, causing a large number of sword-holders to be extremely surprised and look at each other. In their memories, the Great Elder was always serious, whether he was talking about grass and trees here or in the Taoist altar.
, and laughing so heartily like today is extremely rare.
Especially when the elder was smiling and laughing, he actually said a curse word.
"Son of a bitch!" At the same time, on the flying boat of the Eight Sects Alliance, Xue Lianzi laughed like a man, just smiling, his eyes were a little red,
Once upon a time, he also cursed like this, but I don't know when he started to dare not.
On the flying boat, the captain took a deep breath, raised his head, looked at the broken face of the god, and spoke loudly.
"What a god!" After saying this, he coughed hard and spit out a large mouthful of phlegm.
After vomiting, the captain became smaller, and so did Xu Qing.
In the sky, the remnant face of the god is still majestic, as if everything on the earth is inferior to it. Time passes slowly like this. The flying boat passes over the North Plains, flies over the Yunxian Eternal River, and follows the Taisidu'e Mountain.
southward.
It was not until noon half a month later, when the sun was shining brightly, that the majestic city of the Eight Sects Alliance appeared in the distance in the eyes of all those on the flying boat looking south.
At the same time, bursts of bells rang, echoing from the eight sect alliances and resounding throughout the sky.
This is the welcoming bell.
The bell that welcomes the return of the sword bearer.
Oh, how could it be one to two! I vomited blood...
Are there any together?
This chapter has been completed!