Chapter 293 Sword Cry
"There are countless proud men in this middle realm who want to have a night of love and affection with Qingwu Yuanjun of Yin Yang Dao Sect. But Senior Sister Yun, you have always been among thousands of flowers, and never touched a leaf. This How could such a free and easy person like a stunning dragon now compete with his junior sister for a Taoist companion?" A few strands of jet-black hair unknowingly broke free from the shackles of the woman's hair crown, and Qi Yue Yuanjun stretched out his green-green hair. Her slender jade fingers gently touched the black hair beside her ears again.
Yun Qingwu stroked it gently with her bare hands, and a simple demonic jade slip appeared in her palm. She turned her head and smiled and said, "I just saw that you care a lot, so I just wanted to have fun with you."
Qiyue Yuanjun also saw the demon power jade slip and said: "These three-tailed fox clan demon girls in Honghu Hill are really annoying. Do they really think that I, the Yin Yang Dao Sect, are their coolies?"
"I once heard Lord Yin Qing say that a long time ago, a Divine Sea Realm Heavenly Lord from the Yin Yang Dao Sect once favored a three-tailed fox clan and even asked her to leave a demon power jade slip in the Hong Fox Hill. It has been many years." Yun Qingwu carefully compared the detailed map of Honghu Hill Demon Power Jade Slip in her hand, "There are still more than 30,000 miles to go, so there should be enough time."
"The Three-tailed Fox Clan, a force with only a few Yuan Shen Realm Yuan Lords, has not been destroyed for such a long time, and it even trades things like sesame seeds and rotten millet from time to time in exchange for favors. I don't know how Yin Yang Dao has come to this year. Zong has helped them countless times." Qiyue Yuanjun obviously had some disdain for the three-tailed fox clan, "If it hadn't been for the orders of Lord Yinqing and Lord Yinlan, I would have wished that they would be killed. From now on, I will be quiet."
Yun Qingwu put away the demon power jade slip and said: "Speaking of the Supreme Master, this one has some incredible abilities. With his cultivation in the divine elixir realm, he can kill the soul alone. Obviously, he is not that kind of in vain. A good-looking person was born.”
Qiyue Yuanjun seemed to have thought of something, and smiled to himself: "I don't know if he has worn the frost-snow-white jade hairpin I gave to His Majesty before, but according to his unkind temperament, as long as he never wears this hairpin It is already very good if a betrothal object is thrown away carelessly."
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Yangguan Town.
Another jar of rice wine and a large plate of braised pork.
The man carrying the ancient sword was still thinking to himself, looking at the three-round sun gradually disappearing in the sky outside the window, and even his eyes seemed to be immersed in the beautiful sunset.
"Sir, I have something to ask."
The young restaurant owner seemed to have been hesitating for a long time before finally making up his mind to come forward and speak respectfully.
Jing Yao looked away, put down his wine glass, and said, "Speak."
The owner of the restaurant became more respectful and said: "Since I can remember when I was a child, guests have been coming here to drink by themselves every day. It has been for decades now. Now I have married and have children. But guests The official's face is still the same as before..."
There were other words left, but he didn't say them all.
Jing Yao may be one of those rumored practitioners who have long life spans.
Yangguan Town is located at the foot of a mountain on the edge of Honghu Hill. There are many ordinary mortals in it. They are self-sufficient with this bright mountain and beautiful water. Over the years, it has been like a self-contained paradise. It has never been like this. Overcome any annoyance and strife.
Everyone knows that there are monsters in Honghu Hill, but these extremely beautiful monster women have a very good heart and have been protecting the ordinary mortals in Yangguan Town intentionally or unintentionally, so that they can Protection from monsters and ghosts.
No one knows where Jing Yao comes from, but they know that he will come to this restaurant every day at midnight, choosing a quiet and elegant place to drink by himself, and he has been like this for decades.
His face has never changed in the slightest, and many people speculate that he is the rumored cultivator with a long life. But whenever someone asks about this, Jing Yao just says softly. He just shook his head and never answered anyone.
The old shopkeeper of this restaurant was the most familiar with him, but he passed away not long ago. The current young shopkeeper is the legitimate son of the old shopkeeper, and he is already very familiar with Jing Yao, but now somehow, the third shopkeeper Once he asked about it like others did.
Jing Yao shook his head slightly, with a complicated look in his eyes, looking out the window in the direction of the Honghu Hill in the distance, and said, "He's just a silent person."
The young shopkeeper was unusually at a loss and said hurriedly: "Your guest is joking, I just want... Your guest's appearance will last all these years..."
Jing Yao knew what he was thinking and said softly: "That's all, after decades of drinking wine from your family, we have become somewhat entangled. I will give you two hundred years of life and never come back again."
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After saying this, he gently waved his sleeves and released a divine light that enveloped the young shopkeeper's body. This divine light penetrated all thirty-six meridians of the young shopkeeper in just a moment, and finally condensed in the divine palace of his Shenque point. In the middle, there is a faint light of dark cyan.
It actually directly promoted him from an ordinary mortal to the innate realm!
The young shopkeeper opened his eyes and felt the powerful power that was almost surging out of his body. He looked extremely surprised. He just raised his head to say thank you, but found that the man with the sword on the table had disappeared without a trace, leaving only half a plate. Just braised pork and half a jar of rice wine.
At this time, he was extremely certain that this man must be a high-ranking cultivator, but...
With a sigh, the young shopkeeper carefully collected the remaining half a plate of meat and half a jar of wine. However, he suddenly thought of the faces of his wives and concubines at home, which were gradually eroded by time. For a moment, he was filled with thoughts. , his face was extremely complicated.
Jing Yao stood by the stream with the ancient sword on his back, looking down at the face reflected in the water. His face had long since lost the willfulness and unruliness of the past, and it had lost the slightest hint of bravery and advancement. All that remained was his deep eyes. decadence and sinking.
Turning around and no longer looking at the clear and transparent stream, Jing Yao laughed at himself and said to himself: "Jing Yao, is this you? Back then, I went to Mang Mountain alone with one sword for her, and even killed her. I have lost two masters of the distraction realm, and now they have almost forgotten what it feels like to draw a sword, which is really ridiculous."
The ancient sword on his back made clear sword sounds, and it seemed that there was a message in Jing Yao's mind.
"You have silently guarded Honghu Hill for so long, and you are not ashamed of her."
Jing Yao shook his head and said: "But she has already left an inner demon in my heart that cannot be eradicated. This heart is indestructible and I will never be able to enter the realm of the God of Distraction in this life."
"Now that you are so miserable, you falsely claim to be the first Yuan Shen Realm Yuanjun in the human world throughout the ages." The sound of the ancient sword's sword became clearer and clearer.
"The first Yuanjun in history? Now I am no longer worthy of this title, Jiuyao Xuanjian. Don't use these words to provoke me. I know you are doing it for my own good, but I really... don't want to forget it."
Jing Yao took out the Jiu Yao Xuan Sword from his back, lowered his head and gently touched the sword body wrapped in coarse cloth, with a confused look on his face.