Kill the tiger monster? Everyone present looked at him with big eyes and small eyes.
Liu Qingya looked at the chattering crowd and said calmly: "This is just my request. The decision of whether to join or not is still in your hands."
"Old goblin! Who are you? Why did you show up last night to scare people? Are you with the fox demon?" someone said angrily.
"That's right, who knows if she is a spy sent by the tiger demon."
Lu Yixiang was furious and cursed: "How presumptuous! What is in front of you now is the Qingshen Empress who has protected Qingshen County and even Diancang Mountain for thousands of years! If you think about it carefully, the intention of Qingshen Empress' appearance last night was...
I made you realize that there is something strange in this temple, so that you could escape early, but would it ever cost you your life?"
"This, I have never..." everyone responded.
Liu Qingya felt hot in his heart when he saw Lu Yixiang speaking out for justice.
Deep in my memory, in the Yuqiao Town at the foot of the mountain, there was a young man who liked to wear a long gray coat. He clamored all day long to travel around the world and become a bodyguard with high martial arts skills.
Once, inspired by passion, I walked up Cangshan Mountain alone without telling my family, holding a wooden gun and a small backpack. As a result, I got lost in the dark at night and was disturbed by the cry of an inexplicable beast.
He screamed in fright, lost his footing, and slid down the hillside.
Fortunately, the spear in his hand was stuck in the crevice of the stone, so he did not fall into the abyss. The young man held on for a while, but his arms were sore and numb, and he was about to fall into the abyss. The young man burst into tears and began to cry nonstop that he should not listen to his father.
Mom, you should finish writing what you want to write today and memorize a long article. I’m afraid I won’t be able to fulfill my filial duty in front of the bed in this life. Forgive my child for being unfilial...
On Diancang Mountain, Liu Qingya covered her face with a smile and rode the wind, her clothes fluttering like a fairy in colorful clothes.
Lu Yixiang, who was only ten years old at the time, couldn't believe her eyes. She wiped away the snot and tears on her face with one hand and sobbed: "Are you a fairy sister?"
The young man suddenly remembered that he was still holding the gun barrel, screamed, and fell down.
Liu Qingya, who looked like a charming fairy, stepped on the clouds, then reached out with her jade fingers, grabbed the falling young man, turned her head and smiled shyly: "Yes."
Over the next few decades, the weather came and went, and the immature boy turned into a tall and handsome young man, and from the young man into an old man with gray beard and hair. However, every time the dart passed by Diancang Mountain, he would always stand under the willow trees on Diancang Mountain.
Put down a bouquet of flowers, talk about the strange things that happened in the town and on the road, and finally say with a smile, "Aunt Qing, I'm leaving, just like when we first met."
The old man also watched Liu Qingya bit by bit, from a fairy in green with a sweet smile, to being angry and losing her golden body because of the fire in Qingshen County, and finally to a decrepit old woman.
In the end, there were only eleven bodyguards who were willing to sacrifice their lives and stay together to fight against the tiger monster. Including Li Sheng, Li Qingshuang and their entourage, there were only twenty people.
The rest of the people took advantage of the rising sun and hurriedly went down the mountain together.
"Kid, you have no obligation to stay at all. This war will probably be very dangerous. You are still young. Take your brother and let's go." Lu Yixiang looked at the other eighteen murderous hills of Diancang Mountain with a look on his face.
said solemnly.
"Senior Lu." Xia Ze, like him, put his hands behind his back and looked at the mountains with a solemn expression.
"I want to run too, but the handsome swordsman demeanor I just established in front of everyone is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. If I leave, the hearts of the people will be scattered, and it will be difficult to lead the team. What's more, I still want to save face.
"
Lu Yixiang glanced at Xia Zeqifu, and then asked: "Is face more important? Or is life more important?"
Xia Ze crossed his arms and said, "If it's out of loyalty, you can throw away both!"
"Earlier, when I heard your heroic words, I might have praised you a few times. Now...boy, listen to my advice. You have five different auras in your body. It's none of your business.
I can’t ask too much about personal secrets, but in the near future, except for the boxing intention you have developed, it’s best to leave the rest in place.”
"Why is this?" Xia Ze wondered.
Lu Yixiang pointed at Xia Zetanzhong acupoint: "Although I am only in the sixth level of cultivation, I just looked at your Qi Mansion and Qi. It seems that your three souls and seven souls were smashed into pieces and used the method of yin and yang to mediate."
, they are replenished and repaired with other spiritual energy, and they appear to be intact as before, but in fact they are just sitting on top, like huge rocks that hold the sea, and have not completely integrated into your soul."
"Your current cultivation level is too low to control them freely. If you activate them indiscriminately, it will only make the two auras that were originally peaceful become like wild beasts meeting on the edge of the territory. In order to expand the territory, they will fight to the death.
Don't take it seriously. If the two energies are fighting, you will be the one who suffers in the end. When the time comes, dying suddenly will be the most comfortable way to die."
Xia Ze's palms were a little wet and he frowned slightly: "Senior, what should I do?"
"It's very simple, improve your realm, reach the Peak Realm, the Sea Viewing Realm, even the Vajra Realm or even the Martial Arts Tenth Realm Mingwang Realm! The higher the better, as your cultivation improves, continue to tame those two qi for your use.
"
Lu Yixiang stretched out an index finger: "It's not just as simple as breaking through the realm, but becoming the strongest person in a realm above the Nine Provinces!"
In the Zen room, Xia Ze slowly opened the picture scroll given by Wu Dao. The picture sometimes showed a portrait of a mighty spiritual official, and sometimes changed to a picture of an unknown continent looking down from a high altitude.
Xia Ze studied it for a long time, turning it over and over again, but could not figure out the mystery.
Then I thought about it, the old man was an ancient god like Lord Beggar, so he would definitely not give him a mediocre picture scroll.
Could it be? Xia Ze was enlightened: "Yes."
In the Zen room, there was a knock on the door, and he raised his eyebrows. He clearly asked Lu Yixiang not to let anyone disturb him here.
"Who is it?" Xia Ze opened the door.
What caught my eye was the domineering Li Mi Fang. She looked like she had been carefully dressed up. She was wearing a bright red robe. Her long hair was fixed at the end with a red rope. There was something strange about her.
The temperament of pity.
Xia Ze was full of doubts. What kind of medicine was this woman selling in her gourd? Judging from her appearance, she was still a little shy? Is that blush because of her previous arrogant behavior, and was she worried that he, Xia Ze, would take revenge on her?
Li Mifang's face turned red, she pinched her fingers and hesitated: "Mr. Xia, I'm here to apologize. The little girl was quite disrespectful to the young man in the town... In this Taoxi Temple,
I was saved by Mr. Xia again. I have nothing to repay, I can only..."
Mr. Xia? Xia Ze is very uncomfortable with this title.
He was so preoccupied with the mystery of the scroll that he didn't understand what she meant, so he immediately responded: "I forgive you, okay, you can go."
Li Mifang raised her head, seeming a little surprised. She took a few steps forward and pulled off the red rope from her hair: "Master, don't you invite me to come in and sit down?"
Li Mifang's face came closer little by little, exuding a faint fragrance. Xia Ze was stunned and was pushed into the house by her.
Only then did he realize that this woman's intentions didn't seem so pure.