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Chapter 6 Small Village Women

Heizi left, and Bai Xiaosheng stayed in the room. He drank up a jar of wine and fell into a deep sleep again with deep tiredness...

From the edge of the cliff, Jia jumped out.

A large group of Buddhist NPC disciples from the Western Heaven Bliss chased out of the cliff, and they all took out their palms. The golden energy fell like a meteor chasing the moon, chasing Jana's rapidly sinking figure.

The fog was hazy, blocking sight; the pursuit for days and nights blurred people's consciousness and sapped their fighting spirit.

Danjia's eyes are still very bright, and he still looks very energetic. Zixiao Sword Technique is a mental method that pursues as little as possible to waste extra internal energy and energy, so the look and feel of Zixiao Sword Technique does not have a majestic energy burst.

It is not as dazzling and dazzling as it looks. Because that kind of attack method has always been avoided by Zixiao Sword Technique as much as possible. If you can kill the enemy or achieve the purpose of the attack with less internal strength, why bother, and why waste it?

What about internal strength?

The pursuing Xitian Bliss Buddha Sect NPC was exhausted after days and nights of chasing and fighting, but Jia was still full of energy. The golden light gradually caught up, and Jia's falling speed seemed to be too late, and he was about to hit the protruding cliff.

When he was on the stone, his sword suddenly shot out and hit the cliff. Like a fashion, the person changed from falling to rushing - the pursuing golden light and energy hit the protruding cliff, and the burst of energy hit him.

In the bright light, gravel shot out one after another!

Jia flew around in the mist, put his feet on the cliff, and took advantage of the force to fly up. After several times of use, he climbed to the top of the cliff, jumped across the opposite side of the cliff, and ran for a while, and he saw a line in his memory.

He immediately jumped into the river and took out a board from the vacuum bag that he could lie on and use the power of the water flow to pull up his robe to cover his body.

The board carried him out of the waterfall in the rapids... and fell from the sky into the pool under the waterfall, and then flowed down the river.

During this time, Jia hurriedly drank some water and ate some dried meat, and his body immediately felt much better. The NPC master of Xitian Bliss Buddhist Sect that he was chasing in his mind was indeed gone. The fighting power of the Buddhist NPC disciples of Xitian Bliss was really very strong.

The battle at the seventh level has been too difficult for Jia to deal with. There is no possibility of a fight at the eighth level. Once encountered, the only possibility is to turn around and run away. Fortunately, so far, Jia has not encountered the ninth level Xitian Bliss Buddhist NPC.

Pursuer, because the ninth-level NPC disciples of Xitian Bliss Buddhism are the strongest NPC Buddhist disciples under the Buddha, and their number is not large to begin with.

The curls of green smoke slowly rose into the sky under the dusk sky, and a peaceful village scene appeared in Jia's field of vision.

He jumped ashore, tied on his robe, and walked into the small village in the mountains.

The NPCs in the village have been busy all day and are all waiting for the meal to be served. It’s no wonder that there are no taverns or hotels in the village. There are usually no outsiders in such a village in the middle of the mountains, so naturally there are no such commercial facilities.

Among the many NPCs, Jia was choosing a suitable person to rest on the ground. He was walking around the village casually and watched as a graceful woman with a cyan veil passed by Jia's sight.

This figure immediately attracted Jia's attention, because the woman was not an NPC. It was not uncommon for non-NPCs to exist in such a small village in the mountains. Although many people in the world retired to the mountains and forests.

, but the vast majority still choose to work as technicians in towns, and the vast majority of the remaining people also choose to live in places where many retirees gather.

In such a remote place, if a non-NPC lives with a group of NPCs, he will always feel lonely and unable to find the same kind of people.

Abnormal things may not always be weird, but abnormal things are often weird.

Under the robe, Jia's left hand grasped the hilt of the sword to cope with possible changes at any time.

The non-NPC woman turned a blind eye to Jia and walked over. Jia chose a nearby NPC villager's house that looked older.

"Have a meal and take a rest." Jia said, holding a silver ingot in his right hand under his robe and stretching it out.

The NPC's eyes lit up, and just as the hostess was about to take it, the male NPC, who looked to be in his twenties, smiled happily. "What's the big deal if you just have a meal and a rest! Come here, you won't need the money anymore, we are like this

The place relies on self-sufficiency and doesn’t require much money. It’s more than a hundred miles away from the town. No one would bother to run if there’s no big deal.” The hostess’s face darkened and she was very unhappy. Dangjia couldn’t help but put the money on the table.

When it was served, the hostess hurriedly stepped forward, saved up some money, and put it into her cuffs. "Oh, I don't think I'm short of this little money because of my kindness. Aren't you making the guests uncomfortable by being so polite?" she said enthusiastically.

He ran into the kitchen. "I'll wait a moment. I'll add some dishes."

The man frowned, not very happy with the woman's greed, but he didn't want to make a fuss and make trouble over this matter, so he went inside, took out a jar of rice wine, and put it on the fire to heat.

The two of them were sitting in front of the fire, chatting casually, and asked as if unintentionally, "I just saw a woman with a blue veil covering her face heading north. Is she from your village?"

The man chuckled. "Oh! That's the living god in our village. She has lived here for a hundred and fifty years. I heard from the old man that I saw her face accidentally sixty years ago, but she is young and pretty.

She is young. Someone saw her face with their own eyes ten years ago. She still looks like she is eighteen or nineteen or twenty-one or twenty-one. She is really a living god. People in the village guess that she is an expert in magical arts.

I have been living alone in the orchard at the north end of the village. From time to time, some fairy friends come to visit me. They are all women, all of them are mysterious, and they all have the magical ability to fly over roofs and walls..."

After getting this information, I feel a little relieved, but I still notice something weird. It is strange for a woman from the world to practice martial arts like a recluse in such a village. If she is a master of seclusion, it is not impossible.

But I haven't heard of any experts in this area.

"...are you on your way? There are only two gates in our village, one in the south and one in the north. To the north is a difficult mountain road, but to the south you can walk fifty miles to the official road down the mountain."

When the food was brought to the table, he covered it with his sleeves and tried it with the fine needle made by the technician to test whether the food and drink were poisonous before he dared to eat it. After eating, he stopped staying. No matter how the host tried to persuade him, he would still be there.

Gone.

Since the end of the War in Heaven, Jia has never had more than two hours of rest time. A meal and a chat took half an hour, and there will not be much rest time. He has many injuries on his body, but luckily

What's more, like Yiyun, he knows how to choose injured people, so none of those injuries can seriously affect his combat effectiveness, and there are no serious internal injuries. It's just that the complete healing of some external injuries always takes some time, and often the old injuries remain unhealed.

, a new injury has been added, so up to now, there is rarely a time when the body is not injured.

When passing the east end of the village, Jia saw three women sitting in front of a small house in the orchard. One of them was sitting in front of the piano, and the other two women were watching attentively. They all seemed to be proficient in the art of the piano.

people.

Jia ignored it and continued to move forward. After walking a few steps, the sound of the piano started ringing...

The sound of the piano is melodious and full of positive power that makes people excited. I have heard many such sounds. I have followed Yiyun for many years and been responsible for protecting Zishan's safety. Zishan's piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all

If you are not good at it, many pieces of music are rarely different. Therefore, if these piano sounds are heard by others, they just feel beautiful and make people feel extremely happy. But when they listen to it again, they immediately realize the danger!

Jia still remembers the name of this piece of music, because he would always ask Yishu for this kind of dangerous music, and he remembered it deeply in his heart.

This song is called Chasing Love. It tells the story of a woman who pursues the love in her heart with no regrets and has no regrets for the man she loves. No matter how the man rejects her or treats her indifferently, she is never depressed or depressed.

Regret, the story of always being positive and passionate, never giving up and loving that man with all your heart.

The sword was unsheathed, and the black robe flew up with the rapid movement, revealing the black-red God-killing Sword.

For a moment, the trees in the orchard swayed, and the murderous aura that filled the air made the dusk pass, adding a heavy depression to the slightly dim orchard. This kind of depression made people feel fear involuntarily.

However, the sound of the piano was not interrupted. Obviously, the woman playing the piano was very courageous, so she was not affected by the sword and the murderous aura at all.

Of course, it also shows that the woman playing the piano has a high level of martial arts, and she doesn't seem to be worried about Jia's sword at all - where does her confidence come from? No one in the world can be leisurely and indifferent under Jia's fierce attack.

, because no one in the world can sit still and take the sword from Jia!

The man and the sword turned into a ball of light and shadow, and the wind and lightning flew towards the woman playing the piano.

The wind blew up the green robe of the woman.

The two women who were watching her playing the piano attentively clearly saw Jia rushing over and clearly felt the huge pressure of the sword. However, their auras were still very calm and motionless, even the dagger on their waists.

I have no intention of pulling it out.

The sword was like a meteor. In an instant, it struck in front of the woman playing the piano. Jia did not feel happy that he was about to succeed, because this sword might not be successful in the first place. He had already seen that the woman playing the piano had very high martial arts, but

What's more important is that the music is not interrupted.

A kind of martial arts that uses sound as a means of attack is not easy to practice successfully. It cannot be done without extremely high qualifications, proficient internal strength, and self-study without being taught by an excellent master. Therefore, the martial arts of Qin Yin is inherently difficult to achieve.

It has a special destructive power that makes it difficult to resist. Even if the hearing is blocked, the sound waves will cause the internal energy of martial arts masters to tremble. Whether the ears are blocked or the hearing is sealed does not mean whether one can resist sonic martial arts. (

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