Wu Zhen picked up the map whose ink had not yet dried and said, "Xue'er, this picture you drew seems a bit magical, but I can't explain it."
Nalan Ruoxue leisurely put the brush on the pen holder and said: "Brother, Xue'er has been hiding something from you and Brother Linghu..."
As soon as Nalan Ruoxue finished speaking, Taoist Master Qingyuan said: "Miss Nalan, why are you..."
Nalan Ruoxue said: "You can hide it for a while, but you can't hide it for a lifetime. Taoist Master Qingyuan, let Xue'er tell it!"
Previously, Linghu Heng's hostility towards Nalan Ruoxue had subsided, but this sentence raised the hostility again. Linghu Heng said coldly: "Then tell me, what is it?"
Wu Zhen was also very curious and asked: "What is it?"
Nalan Ruoxue took the map from Wu Zhen's hand, pointed to the specially marked red dot on the map, and said, "This is the eye of this 'phantom formation'."
Wu Zhen said "Oh" and remained silent, quietly waiting for Nalan Ruoxue's next words.
Linghu Heng glanced at it and said, "So what?"
Nalan Ruoxue lowered her head and said: "Brother Linghu, does he know that if this 'phantom demon array' is to be opened, the blood of warriors must be poured out?"
After hearing this, Linghu Heng thought of what happened in the market and understood the cause and effect. He immediately said angrily: "Then you mean that you wanted to deceive us into entering the mansion just because you wanted our blood?"
When Nalan Ruoxue heard this, her face turned pale and she murmured: "I...I..."
Wu Zhen looked at Nalan Ruoxue, smiled honestly, and said: "Xue'er, you just want blood? Come on, brother, there is not much else, but there is a lot of blood!" After that, he waved his hand as big as a cattail leaf fan, "Stop the water."
The fairy sword came out of its sheath and flew into Wu Zhen's hand, wanting to cut his wrist to bleed.
When Nalan Ruoxue saw it, she was so frightened that her pretty face turned pale. She quickly grabbed Wu Zhen's right hand and said, "Brother, no!"
Linghu Heng also shouted: "Big man, don't do stupid things, it's not worth it!"
Wu Zhen giggled and said: "Xue'er, didn't you say you want blood? I'll give it to you right now!"
Nalan Ruoxue's eyes turned red, and crystal clear tears burst out. She choked and said: "Brother, why are you so good to Xue'er? Xue'er still wants to take advantage of you, why do you..."
Wu Zhen chuckled and said: "Xue'er, you are not a bad person, so of course I can trust you!"
Taoist Priest Qingyuan saw this scene and sighed: "Idiot, idiot! Miss Nalan, didn't you say that to open this 'phantom demon formation', if you are not at the alchemy stage or above, you must be a warrior?"
Is there blood and essence all over the body? According to the old way, this fellow martial artist is far better than you and me in cultivation, I am afraid he has reached the stage of forming an elixir!"
When Nalan Ruoxue heard this, she burst into tears and laughed: "Yeah, I forgot about this level! Brother, you have reached the stage of forming the core, right?"
Linghu Heng interrupted: "What is the elixir formation period?"
Nalan Ruoxue was even more delighted and said: "That's great, that's great!"
Taoist Priest Qingyuan could naturally hear the pride in Linghu Heng's words, and he felt shuddering in his heart and said: "Sure enough, the young are better than the old, and talented people have emerged from generation to generation!"
Wu Zhen asked curiously: "What does this have to do with my cultivation?"
Nalan Ruoxue said: "Of course, brother, as long as you reach the elixir formation stage, you can activate this 'illusion magic array' by putting a drop of blood essence into the eye of the array!"
Linghu Heng said arrogantly: "Even if we don't start the formation, I can still catch that little mink!"
Nalan Ruoxue said softly: "I started the formation because I was afraid that the servants at home would see me chewing my tongue, and also to prevent the little mink from escaping."
After hearing this, Linghu Heng said nothing more and just snorted coldly.
At this moment, a clear voice outside the door said: "It's too late for you to think of opening the formation now!" As soon as the voice fell, there was a "squeaking" sound outside the door, accompanied by this burst of sound.
A dull hum.
Linghu Heng thought to himself: "No, the real owner is here! I was so careless. I assumed that this little mink was raised by someone, but I didn't expect that that person was sent to explore the way!" Thinking of this, Linghu
Heng opened the door and walked out, and when he took a closer look, he saw in front of him a young scholar with charming white hair. He was also holding an old man of about sixty years old in his hand. The little Diaoer was standing on the shoulders of the young scholar, holding hands.
Holding his small fist, he seemed to be provoking Linghu Heng.
Nalan Ruoxue came out and saw the old man, and exclaimed: "Dad! Daddy! What's wrong with you?" Then she shouted: "I don't care who you are, let my dad go quickly! Otherwise...or I will let your blood splatter."
Five steps!" Thanks to Nalan Ruoxue's gentleness since she was a child, she had never learned a single curse word, so she came up with the phrase "five steps with blood splattered" from reading a book.
The young scholar smiled slightly and said, "I want to leave, but you can't stop me!"
After hearing this, Linghu Heng sneered: "Your Excellency, you have such a loud tone!"
Taoist Master Qingyuan heard him speak, frowned, and said, "Then you were the one who pretended to be a ghost before, right? The old Taoist said that it is impossible for this evil beast to reach the Mahayana stage and be able to take human form and speak human words!"
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The young scholar laughed and said: "You old man, your cultivation is weak, but your knowledge is quite broad!" But when the fire ferret heard Taoist Master Qingyuan scolding it as an evil beast, it screamed "Zhi Zhi Zhi" angrily,
Jumping up and down on the shoulders of the young scholar.
Wu Zhen said: "Let the people go quickly, and you are holding the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled hostage. What kind of hero are you?"
The young scholar smiled slightly and said: "I am no better than your Ancient Sword Sect. I talk about benevolence and righteousness, but do all kinds of bad things behind my back. I am an upright villain, and I just like to take the old, weak, sick and disabled hostage. What can you do to me?"
Wu Zhen blushed and said: "You...you..." You couldn't utter a word for a long time, and you were so anxious that you were sweating profusely.
Linghu Heng sneered and said: "An upright villain? Haha, ridiculous, ridiculous? I have never heard that villains are also upright!"
The young scholar was not annoyed and said: "I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. I have to leave and say goodbye!" After saying that, his figure flashed and he wanted to leave. Who knew that Linghu Heng had long been wary of him having such a skill?
After being tricked by the fire ferret, Linghu Heng had already remembered this lesson. As soon as the young scholar's figure flashed, Linghu Heng shouted: "Leave me alone!"
The "Bi Yue" fairy sword in his hand shot out quickly, immediately blocking the way of the young scholar. The young scholar let out a surprised "Hey" and quickly used the folding fan to block Linghu Heng's flying sword. Linghu Heng was eager for him
After receiving the move, he immediately launched the "Linfeng Sword Control Technique" and entangled the young scholar.
The young scholar's folding fan didn't know what it was made of, but it was able to block Linghu Heng's "Blue Moon" fairy sword, making a clanging sound of gold and iron when they met!
Linghu Heng was also secretly frightened and did not dare to neglect. He concentrated on using the "Linfeng Sword Control Technique". It was as if he was using his arms to point, stab, pull, and draw... a sword seemed to be stronger than holding it in his hand.
Be flexible!
The young scholar did not give in in vain. His folding fan suddenly looked like a judge's pen, sometimes like a sword thrust, and sometimes like a knife slashing. It changed in countless ways and was so superb that it was able to block Linghu Heng's endless sword moves. Both of them came out.
The moves were extremely fast, and he actually took out more than fifty moves in one moment.
Everyone watched the two men swooping like eagles and flying back and forth like lightning. They were all shocked and dumbfounded. The young man was in the middle of the game, but he couldn't stop complaining. His more than fifty moves were all the moves he had learned based on his cultivation.
I tried my best, but I couldn't do anything to the other party. I secretly regretted it in my heart. I shouldn't have been too conceited and forced myself to get this hard job. Now I'm riding a tiger and it's hard to get off. But now, I can only hold on by forcing myself.
The moves are still coming out one after another, but the spiritual power is gradually lacking.
The young scholar held on for a long time, and finally felt that it was no longer possible to continue like this. With a whistle, the fire ferret quickly rushed over and joined the battle!
I saw the fire ferret spitting out a fierce fire towards Linghu Heng. Linghu Heng was startled and quickly dodged to avoid it. Without Linghu Heng's control, the "Bi Yue" fairy sword was naturally not as sharp as before.
The young scholar got an opening and suddenly broke away from the entanglement of the fairy sword, just like to escape like this. Unexpectedly, Wu Zhen was already waiting aside, holding the thick-backed "Still Water" fairy sword, blocking his way.
The young scholar was not willing to just sit back and wait for death, and said: "You guys from a well-known and decent family know how to fight with more and less with less, right?"
Linghu Heng dodged the fire ferret's attack, and with a move of his hand, the "Bi Yue" fairy sword immediately returned to his hand. He laughed and said: "The big guy didn't take any action, so how can it be considered as a fight with more people? It's you, let this
If the little mink comes to attack, then this can be regarded as fighting with more than less, right?"
The little Diao'er missed a move and quickly returned to the young scholar's arms. Hearing what Linghu Heng said, he waved his little fist at Linghu Heng, looking rather weird.
The young scholar argued arrogantly: "Hmph, Xiao Huo is not a human being, so how can we use more to fight against less?"
Linghu Heng did not argue with him about this useless thing, and said: "Now that you have no wings to fly, and you have no support, why don't you just catch him?" It turned out that when the young scholar was resisting the flying sword, Wu Zhen blocked it.
Little Diaoer asked Nalan Ruoxue to take advantage of the chaos and rescue her father.
The young scholar said: "Your flying sword is so sharp, how can I beat you! If you are capable, you don't need to fight me with your flying sword!"
Linghu Heng laughed loudly and said: "You are so funny. You know that I am from the Ancient Sword Sect, so why don't you use the flying sword? Forget it, I don't use the flying sword, so you will be convinced of my defeat!"
The young scholar was delighted and said, "You said this!"
"However, you can't use weapons, and you can't let that little mink come with you!" How could Linghu Heng be a master willing to suffer losses? He immediately put forward such a condition.
The young scholar thought that Linghu Heng had lost two arms after losing the fairy sword. He felt that he had a chance to win and said without thinking: "Okay!"
Linghu Heng put the "Bi Yue" fairy sword into its scabbard and threw it to Taoist Priest Qingyuan who was standing far away. Taoist Priest Qingyuan immediately made a fool of himself as soon as he caught it. He didn't expect that the fairy sword was so heavy.
! He smiled bitterly, leaned the sword against the wall, and rubbed his almost injured hands.
Linghu Heng lost his fairy sword, put his hands behind his back, and said, "Come on!"
Seeing Linghu Heng's confident look, the young scholar couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. But at this moment, the arrow was on the string and he had to fire it. He had no choice but to put away his folding fan and shouted: "Let's see what the move is!" (To be continued)