The speed of the monster is very fast, like a gray ray of light. Song Zhishu's sprinting speed is also not slow. He has a very strong body and has been baptized by the Marrow Cleansing Pill and Haoran Zhengqi. However, the level is quite different, and he will be captured almost soon.
"Didn't your superiors say not to kill me? This is the Taihao Sword Sect. If you kill me, won't you be afraid that the masters in the sect will kill you?"
Song Zhishu spoke loudly. At this time, he did not threaten the other party. He was just stating a fact and hoping that the other party would have some scruples.
However, the monster ignored Song Zhishu. In his opinion, it would be easier to think about so many problems and kill Song Zhishu.
"Come here, a strange treasure has been born."
"Come here quickly, there is fairy grass fruit here."
"It's so profitable, it's so profitable. I didn't expect to find a thousand-year-old elixir in Taihao Sword City. I have hope for the golden elixir this time. There is hope for the golden elixir. Hahahahaha."
"I am the ancestor of Yuanying. Today I have obtained the way of heaven. I have preached a volume of Taoism scriptures and am waiting for those who are destined to do so."
Song Zhishu yelled, but he didn't ask for help. Once he asked for help, he was afraid that no one would dare to come. It would be better to use this method to attract people. When people come, just say, "take ten thousand steps back, and everyone will come together."
If there are too many, the other party will definitely have some scruples.
laugh!
The white sword energy was slashed out, which was the awe-inspiring righteousness. It was like a divine gold blade, directly splitting the latter in two, which was a bit scary and a bit unexpected.
You can't die on your knees anyway, at least give it a try and you won't regret it.
Five feet.
Song Zhishu ran away like a girl, and at the same time he was trying to dissuade the brainwashing, hoping that the other party would listen. What he said was from the bottom of his heart. It was just a letter. If you lose it, just throw it away. If something big happens, what does it have to do with him being a nominal disciple?
As long as he is let go, he promises to keep his mouth shut and will never think of reporting it. Even if the sect rewards him, he will not report it.
"Letting you go means letting the tiger return to the mountain and die."
After confirming his idea, Song Zhishu turned around and left, directly controlling the flying sword. He didn't know where the sect was heading, so he could only use the sword to take off and see the situation.
Song Zhishu didn't think much about it. His plan was very simple. He just jumped out and looked panicked. In fact, he was really scared and ran towards the opponent quickly.
Song Zhishu never expected that he would not only solve the crisis, but also accidentally learn how to obtain Confucian righteousness?
Before, I fantasized about having ten paths and hundreds of awe-inspiring righteousness, but I always thought it was just a dream, and it would be impossible to achieve in a hundred years, but now Song Zhishu felt that there was a great chance. Thinking of this, Song Zhishu couldn't help but look ahead, there was a monster there.
Low scoldings sounded, and the other party was really angry. Nothing happened originally, but this guy insisted on doing something to scare them.
But in an instant, the latter suddenly realized that he still believed in his own strength. Song Zhishu was only at the fourth level of Qi training. The distance between the two was only a few dozen feet. If he increased his speed, he could capture Song Zhishu alive and kill him.
, once and for all.
"After escaping this time, my fellow disciple is basically going to die here. Although he didn't mean to save me, in the final analysis, it was an unfair road. He implicated others because of my affairs. This is unkind and unjust."
"Hurry back to the sect and tell the elders of the Sword Sect about this matter. I can't take the risk of killing a monster at the sixth level of Qi training at will."
It takes twenty steps to open the jade box. Now Song Zhishu has two steps in his hand. Before, there was one and a half steps. Later, after a period of careful excerpting of scriptures, there were half a step more. In addition to these three steps, there were five steps.
"In the next life, stop fucking studying."
When the latter saw it, he subconsciously thought that his companion was chasing after Song Zhishu. He had a cold look on his face and secretly cursed the other party as a waste. He couldn't even catch up with a monk at the fourth level of Qi training. He also stretched out his hand and condensed a ball of black energy.
He planned to capture Song Zhishu directly and then find a safe place to torture him.
Three feet.
When danger struck, the hairs on Song Zhishu's back suddenly stood up, and he was trembling all over, feeling as if death was imminent.
Feeling a little uncomfortable, but mostly wanting to cry, Song Zhishu cursed himself secretly, but he did not choose to leave, but moved quickly forward.
Twenty feet.
"If you don't chase me, I promise to shut up. I will never mention anything about what happened today. You just want that letter and it has nothing to do with me. I'm just a messenger. At worst, I will be scolded by the sect. I won't
I might offend you, and if it really disrupts your plans, you will definitely not let me go, is that true?"
When the latter heard this, he was indeed a little moved. After all, the higher-ups meant to let Song Zhishu go. It was just that he was greedy and his plan was disrupted. The higher-ups would definitely cut them both into pieces.
The latter spoke in a suppressed voice, still wanting to struggle before dying.
Song Zhishu, who had originally planned to escape, suddenly thought of this matter.
But he did have some ideas, it was nothing more than taking risks, and it would be unjust to leave, which made Song Zhishu a little confused.
"Don't bewitch me here. There is no one around. I will kill you and then devour your flesh and blood. Who will care about the life and death of a nominal disciple."
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel regretful. Why did he have this greed? Now he is in a dilemma.
this.
Song Zhishu really didn't expect that Haoran's righteousness was so strong. He thought he was dead, but he didn't expect such a reversal. This was somewhat incredible.
"Zhishu Song, Zhishu Song, you have nothing to do but have enough to eat. Why are you studying? Are you still trying to be a gentleman by imitating others and risking your own life?"
But at this moment, three Confucian righteousness condensed out of the demon beast's body, and finally submerged into its own body.
laugh.
"We have no grievances, and you don't want to disrupt your plan to ascend because of such a small thing. You have to weigh it yourself. The sixth level of Qi training is hard-won. If something happens, you will definitely die. You monsters
I'm afraid the punishment of the clan is much more cruel than that of our human clan, right?"
But his inner conscience and morality forced Song Zhishu to turn around and go back. No matter what the other party's purpose was to help him, now that the other party is in danger, it is still due to his own reasons. In the end, whether he can help or not is just because he is afraid of danger.
Not a human being.
He didn't know who the monk who suddenly appeared just now was, and he didn't even recognize him. Now he was being implicated and chased, and he might have been caught. If he ran away, it would be really unkind, and if he really had nothing to do, then
Fortunately, there is nothing you can do, and a gentleman would not stand under a dangerous wall.
"Do you really want to die? You like to be a hero, right? When he is captured, I will let you die first."
Yes, he wants to save people, and it’s really not because of Confucian righteousness. To put it another step back, he would rather write an article silently for ten years than risk his life to win. This is gambling with his life, and he can’t afford to lose.
.
Sure enough, Song Zhishu's shouting made the latter feel disgusted and a little nervous. This was Taihao Sword City after all. If some big shots or some idle monks were really provoked, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Don't think wildly. Being able to kill this one was just a coincidence. It's definitely not my true strength. I was just seeking death in the past. Even if I have a trump card, if I accidentally miscalculate, my life will be lost here."
"Okay, okay, I'll shut up, I'll shut up, but those brothers of mine are really delicious."
Song Zhishu ran towards the monster, turning back from time to time, giving a frightened look.
Unless the offer is really too much, Song Zhishu still thinks that life is more important.
"You eat them and make sure you feel comfortable. I'll trick them here. I'll get you a few if you want to eat them. This matter really has nothing to do with me. I've had brain problems since I was a child and like to yell.
Yes, I promise to correct myself in the future. I will speak the same way as you in the future, keeping my voice down. Senior, please, please let me go."
"Senior, I was wrong. I was really wrong. I didn't know anything. My body stinks. I didn't poop yesterday. If you eat me, you will definitely have a bad taste in your mouth. I have several brothers.
Their skin is tender and their meat is fragrant."
If we kill five more monsters like this, wouldn't it mean that we can directly collect twenty Confucian righteousness, which can be condensed into two awe-inspiring righteousness?
hiss.
Isn’t this a little too much?
Song Zhishu immediately stopped his thoughts. The best choice now was to return to the sect and quickly go back to recruit reinforcements. When trying to be a hero, if you succeed, you will just get a reward. If you fail, you will risk your life.
"But this is because he is too confident. He believes that he is sure of victory because he is at the sixth level of qi training. If he is careful, even if Haoran Zhengqi can kill him, it will not be so simple."
But just after Song Zhishu launched his flying sword, he suddenly froze again.
As the suffocating crisis hit, Song Zhishu did not sit still and wait for death. At the critical moment, he drew out the wooden sword without any reservation. He gathered the awe-inspiring righteousness in it and turned around to kill him with one sword. It didn't matter whether it worked or not.
In the distance, a monster in gray robe was holding a monk's neck tightly, like a chicken, pinching it hard, and it looked like he was very angry.
Song Zhishu stood there and instantly guessed the cause and effect.
"Shut up."
No matter how strong the sword energy of the fourth level of Qi training is, it will be difficult to break through the opponent's magic power. This is a battle between magic powers, but the sword energy filled with Haoran's righteousness can split the opponent's demonic shield like a kitchen knife cutting tofu.
Generally, too simple and smooth.
"But if I master swordsmanship and Taoism, it will be easy to kill him within a hundred feet, regardless of whether he is alert or not. This Haoran's righteousness is really powerful."
The monster spoke and glared at the other party fiercely.
The latter's cries were very desperate, and you could tell that he was really scared. This is normal. How many people can remain calm in the face of life and death? People who dare to say such things are basically in high spirits.
"Brother, there is no end to the sea of suffering and there is no way back."
Less than a quarter of an hour later.
Song Zhishu speeded up. Since he chose to help, he didn't intend to waste time.
Darkly.
"This is?"
Song Zhishu's eyes widened. He had worked hard to write articles silently, but he could only achieve one Confucian righteousness, and he could only do good deeds. After fifteen years of copying scriptures, he could only get six ways. In the end, he killed a monster and was given three
road?
"Shut up."
Song Zhishu calculated the distance, and when he was three feet away, he tightened the wooden sword in his hand, and the gray-robed monster also stretched out its hand at this moment, filled with demonic power, and wanted to capture Song Zhishu alive.
There is no direct contrast between effort and benefit, so running away is the best option.
"Your uncle, I'll fight with you."
"The power of Confucianism can suppress evil spirits and create great righteousness. It is the essence of Confucianism. I am naturally capable of restraining evil spirits and having great righteousness. When faced with evil spirits, my strength can at least be upgraded to a higher level."
With a sword slash, Song Zhishu took action without hesitation. The latter did not dodge immediately, but instead used demonic power to directly knock Song Zhishu's flying sword away.
But wisps of white light were released. This white light was majestic and majestic. The moment it came into contact with the demonic energy, it directly melted his magic power. Then a burst of sharp pain hit him. When he wanted to say something again, he had completely lost consciousness, because Song Zhishu was
Hit him in the head.
Plop.
The monk who was carried by the monster immediately fell to the ground and stared at everything in a daze.