Chen Heng turned his eyes, cupped his hands and said.
The one who raised his hand and put away the sword light was a cold young man wearing a green robe. His face was as white as paper, his lips were as pale as nothing, and his body was as thin as a lone bamboo growing in a rock crevice, as if he had been trapped for many years.
There was a lingering sick air in the bed.
But this man's eyes were bright and bright, bright and lively.
The fine light sprays and flows in it, like a sword that has been unsheathed. It is sharp and unstoppable. If it doesn't move, it will kill people. If it moves, it will kill someone!
"With such courage and courage in the face of danger, it is no wonder that he dared to personally risk his life and go to Zhaoxiu to save people. Brother, you are indeed very righteous."
Lou Fu stepped forward, bowed his hands in the same manner, and returned the greeting:
"Nice to meet you. Below is the building."
Chen Heng smiled slightly and said: "We are from the same clan, how can we bear to see them reduced to the blood of livestock raised by Zhao Xiu? It's just what we should do. Brother Lou, on the other hand, although he is a Yin spirit, he is doing
His good deeds to save suffering are admirable."
When Lou Fu heard these words, his face looked serious, he narrowed his eyes slightly, bowed far to the north, and then said:
"The master has something to do, and the disciple obeys him...Although I was not able to join Qiao Zhenjun's disciples, I was taught by Qiao Zhenjun and listened to his disciples. Zhenjun taught me moral principles and taught me swordsmanship. His kindness is as heavy as a mountain."
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I only do this for peace of mind, and I really don’t deserve such praise.”
Chen Heng knew that the Qiao Zhenjun he was talking about should be the senior master of the Zhongyi Sword Sect who cut the mountain into a pillar and left the "yin-eroded red water" cultivation method on it, and he couldn't help but feel a slight shiver in his heart.
It should be noted that in the orthodox Immortal Way, not only the ranks are clear, but also the titles given to each realm follow the traditional system of the Taoist court, with clear distinction between superior and inferior.
Qi Qi training with fetal breath is not popular, so let’s leave it aside.
Establishing the foundation can be called true cultivation, Zifu Dongxuan is a high skill and a refiner, Jindan Yuanshen is a real person, a mage, and returns to the void, and Chunyang is crowned as a true king.
As for Hedao, which is revered in Taoism, it is only one step away from the realm of true immortality, and is also called Taojun.
The Qiao Zhenjun that Lou Fu was talking about, even if he was not the pure Yang who achieved the three disasters, he returned to the void for the last time.
In the immortal way, he is also a powerful person!
At this time.
A black turtle-shaped bone ornament hanging from Lou Fu's waist suddenly bounced up, making a trilling sound like a bell.
He raised his eyebrows, chanted a mantra, raised his hand, and a golden light as big as a bean appeared in the hollow head of the black turtle. It flashed again and slowly flowed through the whole body, as if it were rising up.
Shallow flames.
Seeing Chen Heng looking over, Lou Fu smiled lightly and took the initiative to explain:
"This is a ghost weapon that Qiao Zhenjun instructed me to practice. Its name is called the Little Liuhe Turtle. It can have the power of inner scenes. Don't look at it. It's only the size of a palm, but in fact it's very vast inside. It's the people inside it.
I accidentally touched the restriction and was closed by me...
By the way, before I came to look for Brother Chen, I already went to the mansion and took in nearly a thousand people inside. I will leave the rest of the trivial matters to Lou to make arrangements."
Chen Heng's eyes flashed, he cupped his hands and said:
"It's a good treasure. Thank you so much, Brother Lou. I don't have anything like this. It's really inconvenient to travel with nearly a thousand people in this abyss, and I can't find any suitable place to put them. It's really tiring.
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"Such things are familiar to me, so what do they mean?
But excuse me for being presumptuous, I wonder what Brother Chen plans to do next?"
Lou Fu looked Chen Heng up and down.
Suddenly there was a high-spirited fighting spirit on his face, as if he was happy to see the hunter and wanted to have a fight with Chen Heng first.
"If nothing happens, why don't you and I go together? After Lou has settled these people, wouldn't it be a good thing for you and me to have a sword fight and prove each other's knowledge?"
Chen Heng's eyes showed slight surprise.
However, when I remembered that the methods of practicing swordsmanship to improve one's skills were mostly to go around looking for people to fight with swords and test the techniques, in order to sharpen one's spiritual thoughts, it became clear for a moment.
His level of swordsmanship is still not as good as Lou Fu's.
But when it comes to combat power, it's unclear whether the two will match up.
As soon as they met, Lou Fu felt that the person in front of him exuded an unusual sense of danger, as if there was a ferocious beast that could pounce and eat people hidden under the human skin, which made people feel chills all over their body and couldn't help but want to look at him.
Stand up straight.
Even though he was twenty steps away from Chen Heng, Lou Fu still felt very tight in his chest, as if he was being suppressed by a huge boulder, and he couldn't help but move away.
However, the more this happened, the higher the fighting spirit in his heart became! The more powerful it became!
If it weren't for the ghost weapon on his body carrying nearly a thousand people, I'm afraid he would have just ignored it and drawn his sword first!
"I heard that Master Qiao once cut a mountain into a pillar and left behind the path of spiritual practice of red water erosion. I was about to go to have a look and find my luck."
Chen Heng shook his head and said: "As for the competition, although I am also yearning for it, we can't discuss it later."
"Wait, Yin Erosion Red Water?"
Lou Fu frowned and was speechless for a moment, then sighed after a long time.
"You must have heard it from Song Rupu? Then Brother Chen should also know the dangers involved, so I won't go into details. However, if you can really master the cultivation method of Yin Erosion Red Water, there is no way that even Qiao Zhenjun will break it himself.
Come out and see you..."
After Qiao Zhenjun, who taught him the art of swordsmanship, killed all the omen cultivating Yin gods within a radius of 100,000 miles, he rarely appeared in person anymore, and even the number of sermons was reduced.
If you can be summoned by the true king, it will be another benefit.
At this time.
Lou Fu also seemed to have lost his interest in the conversation. He only said a few words, then flew up and disappeared into the boundless dark clouds above.
"Brother, if you succeed in practicing the method, you can come to Longhouyuan to find me when you have free time. Lou will sweep the couch to welcome me!"
He laughed, and the sword in his waist also groaned.
After that, I saw the dark wind roaring and rolling.
Lou Fu's figure suddenly disappeared from the sky above, and he didn't know where he went with the help of the flowing wind.
After Lou Fu left, Chen Heng didn't move and just stood there.
He took out the golden cicada from his sleeve and immersed his mind in the One True Dharma Realm.
With a wave of his sleeve, he summoned Lou Fu's state of mind.
"Sure enough, it's feasible... It seems that his realm of ghost realm is almost the same as my realm of orthodox immortal realm?"
Seeing the light and shadow intertwining in front of him, and then the figure of Lou Fu in green robe slowly appeared, Chen Heng had a hint of enlightenment in his heart.
And with the [Maha Sheng Mi Guang Ding] illuminated, I read the page of the "Maha Golden Book" that was manifested by Lou Fu's magical power.
At this moment, even Chen Heng sighed in his heart.
"The third level of swordsmanship - Sword Refining Ru Gang...is not only the second level of swordsmanship? No wonder Song Rupu said that Lou Fu is the most respected person when Zhenjun sits down. It turns out that is the reason."
It only took about fifty years for Loufu to emerge from the turbid yin...
At such an age, such achievements are truly extraordinary.
At this time.
Chen Heng suddenly thought of Xu Zhi.
Although he subsequently declined in practice, he was still an out-and-out genius in swordsmanship.
These two are truly the most talented people Chen Heng has ever seen in his life...
Although he was also somewhat happy to see the hunter, Chen Heng was not in a hurry to compete with Lou Fu in the Yi Zhen Dharma Realm.
Instead, he withdrew from the Dharma Realm, randomly found a large square stone not far away, sat down on it, stopped his thoughts and regulated his breathing, as if he was waiting for something.
And sure enough, after only half a cup of tea, Song Rupu, with a bruised nose and swollen face, fell to the ground in a gust of wind and limped over.
"What are you doing?"
Chen Heng asked.
"Brother, nothing happened?"
There was even more surprise in Song Rupu's tone, and she shouted: "Lou Fu didn't cause trouble for you. Could it be that the lunatic has changed his gender?"
"Did he inflict all of your injuries?"
Song Rupu gritted his teeth and nodded as if his eyes were about to spit fire.
Just now, he was lying down and resting in the mansion, but he was suddenly hit by a sword light, which shattered half of the roof. If he hadn't seen the opportunity quickly and avoided it in time, he might have lost half of his life.
Even before learning swordsmanship, Lou Fu was so competitive that he often came to Song Rupu for advice.
However, at that time, Song Rupu relied on his age and profound skills to always be able to suppress Lou Fu's head, and just used him as a square sandbag to beat him. It was all fun after practicing.
However, when Lou Fu started practicing swordsmanship and received guidance from Qiao Zhenjun, the fun disappeared overnight.
His killing power was advancing thousands of miles a day, and soon Song Rupu couldn't even bear a sword. Even when he saw Lou Fu, he walked around in circles, unable to face him.
Seeing the injustice in Song Rupu's tone, Chen Heng just smiled and said without asking any more questions:
"Nearly a thousand people in the mansion have been taken away?"
"Take it away. The little Liuhe turtle in Lou Fu's hand is really a good treasure. I just regret that I have no talent and am not valued by the true king."
There was a trace of envy in Song Rupu's eyes. She was about to talk endlessly, but then she seemed to remember something and suddenly spoke:
"By the way, brother, there is one more thing. I wonder if Lou Fu has ever mentioned it? He wanted me to tell you."
"Just tell me."
Song Rupu shrank her head and whispered:
"On the way here, Lou Fu met several generals under Shanhu Gong and Grandma Feihua. These two big ghosts have learned that Miss Yue is dead and are about to come and kill you to avenge their daughter.
Woolen cloth.
Why don't we wait and leave? The abyss is very vast, so it would be a good idea to stay away for a while."
Chen Heng was not surprised when he heard this and just nodded.
He stayed here just to wait for Lou Fu to pick up the stranger.
Now that this is over, even if Shanhu Gong doesn't send his family to hunt him down in the future, it's time to leave.
He had eaten all of the Zhuogui Dao soldiers trained by Miss Yue in the past few days. Although Tai Su Jade Body had not yet advanced to the seventh level of the Xuan Realm, it had already filled most of the spiritual energy needed.
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The main idea he had set was to practice ghost-eating, and the most indispensable thing in the abyss was ghosts. He also had all the hidden treasures in Miss Yue's mansion, and they were all searched.
In this case...
"Then let's go. Could you please lead me to watch the sutras?"
Chen Heng waved his hand and flashed a white light, then wrapped his body and took the lead in flying through the air.
Song Rupu was overjoyed for a moment. He was originally worried that Chen Heng was so young that he wanted to stay here and fight with Shan Hu Gong's generals, so he was willing to give up.
Acting like this was in line with his desire to save his life and put him at ease.
Then he quickly summoned a gloomy wind, lifted off the ground and flew into the air, chasing the white light in front of him...
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Half a month later.
In a red sand valley covered with strange dead vines.
Chen Heng put his hand on Song Rupu's shoulder, and also used the bokeh and shaping technique to cover up the energy on his body, as if they were just two ordinary visible rocks, not conspicuous at all.
A man and a ghost were hiding in a depression in the valley, and everything in front of them was densely covered with ferocious withered vines that were as dense as human intestines.
"I finally left..."
I don’t know how long it took.
I saw that the thick black cloud covering the entrance of the valley finally floated away. There were countless green-faced fangs in the black cloud, and the ferocious ghosts also left after searching to no avail.
Song Rupu put her heart back into her stomach and felt relieved.
His face was pale, and he looked at Chen Heng, who was expressionless, and couldn't help but admire him for a moment.
When he first caught a glimpse of a few ghosts, he wanted to kill them, but Chen Heng stopped him and pulled him to the bottom.
At first I didn't understand its meaning.
But only a few dozen breaths passed.
After seeing the terrifying scene of dark clouds covering the valley entrance and a group of ghosts screaming, Song Rupu finally realized...
"Brother is really smart and alert, and my little brother is far behind."
Song Rupu gave a heartfelt compliment and then said:
"In the cloud just now, the one who was leading the way was Shan Hu Gong's instructor, Gao Pi! That old ghost was very vicious. I heard that he had even killed more than one or two of the masters of the Zifu realm in the orthodox immortal way.
If they match up, it will be troublesome!"
"How far is this place from the stone pillar?"
Chen Heng asked.
"It's not too far away. It's still half a day's journey at most. The Wuyunye realm where the stone pillar is located is the sphere of influence of a Jingxiu great ghost and god. Like Lou Fu, he was also summoned by the senior of the Zhongyi Sword Sect.
, Even if Gao Pizhen is brave enough, he only dares to go to Wuyunye to cause trouble, otherwise Shanhu Gong will be the first to kill him."
Speaking of this, Song Rupu was also puzzled.
It is clear that Miss Yue is not favored.
But after she died, Gao Pi traveled thousands of miles to pursue her almost as far as Wuyunye?
What kind of charter is this?
Waiting for him to figure it out again.
Chen Heng suddenly realized something, opened the Qiankun Bag, and threw out a red thread inside!
And the moment after the red line popped up, it exploded with the fiery dragon and tiger essence, like exploding a ball of sparks! In an instant, everything where a person and a ghost stood was burned black, and even the dead vines were blazing.
Burn!
"What is this?"
Song Rupu was startled by this sudden change and rolled away, her eyes horrified.
"The Diyuan Talisman issued by Ai Jian contains a trace of his dragon and tiger essence, which is embodied in it. It is said to make the ordinary ghosts in the Diyuan fear three points..."
The essence of dragon and tiger contained in the red rope burned out in an instant.
The red rope was also burned.
Only a faint ash remains...
Chen Heng thought to himself and lowered his eyes:
"I clearly haven't broken my hair yet, but the red rope moved on its own. Could it be that something happened to Ai Jian?"
And at the same time.
The red rope talismans on the Taoist priests of the Xuanzhen sect in the abyss of the earth all activated themselves, bursting out with flames and causing a burst of yelling.
"What's going on? Why did the faction leader's Dragon Tiger Yuan Zhen lose control?"
An old-looking Taoist from the Xuanzhen Sect shrank his pupils. He obviously knew something inside and took a few steps back.
He and his companions looked at each other with fear and horror in their hearts:
"The faction leader is injured? Who can hurt him? Could it be that Yan Feichen has rebelled?!"
Just when everyone was in panic.
Xiaogan Mountain.
Xuanzhen Sect.
Ai Jian's blood rushed to his face. He stood up from the Xuanhe Jade Couch in panic, only to feel that the ground in front of him was spinning, as if his footing was unstable and he was about to fall down.
"Chen Ying, who do you think is dead?"
His eyes were about to burst, and he stared at one person with a trembling voice: