Chapter 7 One Sword Enters the City

The ascetic monk clasped his hands together, lowered his head slightly, and replied, "I haven't seen it before."

"Didn't you see it?" The vicious eyes with a poisonous body like a python wandered back and forth on the face of the ascetic monk, as if examining him.

"Ascetics, they only care about the road under their feet, and they don't dare to look at the height of the sky. There may be practitioners passing by, but I have never seen it." Although the ascetic monk bowed his head to show respect, he spoke neither humble nor overbearing.

"Boss, this monk is lying to you." Among the dozen bandits behind Shendu, one suddenly said.

"Oh?" Shendu's expression suddenly turned cold.

This subordinate of his is in charge of interrogation and is best at observing words and expressions.

People who are not deep in the city, whether they are lying or not, his subordinates can often see through it at a glance. Obviously, the ascetic monk in front of him is not a person who is good at lying.

The next moment, Shendu stretched out his hand, grabbed the ascetic monk in front of him by the neck, and lifted him up, "Didn't the Buddha tell you that you must refrain from lying when you are a monk?"

"Say, which direction did he go?" Shendu exerted a little force on his hands, and the ascetic monk's face suddenly turned livid.

The ascetic monk has just embarked on the road of asceticism and mind cultivation, but he encountered the test of the path.

If you don't say it, your life will be lost.

But if it is said, it is under the coercion of power, choosing to help the evildoers.

The state of mind is ruined, and there is nothing to repair.

The ascetic monk who had always lowered his brows and kindly looked at these sand bandits, finally raised his head for the first time at this moment, looked directly at the sinister eyes of the poisonous body, and said calmly: "The first preceptor, as soon as possible Day and night hold your heart like a real person, without any killing intent, be compassionate to all living beings, not to be harmed or moved by thieves."

"Don't conspire with Zhuzi!" The ascetic monk paused every word, speaking with a straight voice.

"Very good, very good," Shen Du said with a sinister smile, "As expected of an ascetic monk, you would even give up your life for the sake of a stranger. Monk, your realm is really high."

"Since the realm is so high, then I will send you to the Buddha and let you talk to the Buddha." The next moment, the body poisoned the killer without warning.

laugh!

His hand holding the ascetic's neck suddenly turned green,

Unleashed a sinister poison, directly crushing the ascetic monk's neck.

The ascetic monk's face froze, his body shook, and he fell to the ground suddenly.

The blood flowed out from the neck, seeped into the fiery sand under the body, and disappeared,

Shen Du glanced at the body of the ascetic monk, expressionless, "What I hate the most in my life are these pious monks. They are obviously just ordinary people, but they really regard themselves as saints?"

"Boss, what should we do next?" asked the Sand Bandit who spoke earlier.

Shen Du thought for a while, then said: "Let's continue chasing in the east direction, this person's direction at the beginning was going east.

It's just that later, for some unknown reason, he changed several directions one after another. Now that he lost his track, he could only chase down in the original direction. "

"However, sooner or later we will catch up," Shen Du said grimly, "After all, he has our mark on him..."

If it weren't for the storage ring that would isolate their sense of the mark, they wouldn't have to go through such trouble chasing it.

Body Poison secretly said in his heart.

"Okay." The sand bandits responded in unison.

Soon, dozens of figures rose into the sky and disappeared into the sky.

And in the same place, after a gust of wind blew, the quicksand that surged up quickly submerged and buried the body of the ascetic monk.

Take the entire desert as a grave.

 …

In the desert, the two biggest feelings:

One is the vastness of the world, and the other is the insignificance of oneself.

Even Lu Qingshan, who has already reached the Nascent Soul Realm, can't help feeling a little bit like this.

But the ascetic monk who is only able to refine Qi and practice dares to walk through the desert on foot.

No pain No gain.

It is not unreasonable for the ascetic monks to frequently produce powerful monks.

With the help of the direction given by the ascetic monk, Lu Qingshan looked at the map for a while, and then moved on.

He didn't set the speed to the fastest, because in this case, if the direction is wrong, the speed should be set to the fastest. Once it deviates a little, it will only waste his own time.

But not long after putting the map back into the storage ring, Lu Qingshan suddenly frowned.

In his spiritual perception, behind him, there are more than a dozen monks flying towards him.

The purpose is very clear, obviously not passing by by chance.

A dozen sand bandit monks led by Shen Po roared towards Lu Qingshan in just a moment.

Lu Qingshan raised his head, looked at the leader's body poison, with a cold light in his eyes, a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said to himself: "A sand bandit?"

On the other side, looking at Lu Qingshan who slowly raised his head with a calm expression, his complexion changed, and his eyes showed vigilance.

Because he couldn't see what Lu Qingshan's cultivation level was!

"Did you practice some special technique, or do you have any magic weapon?" Shen Du's heart moved, but a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.

For people like them, spells or instruments that can hide breath are very attractive.

"Boss, is this the kid?" When Shendu was still examining Lu Qingshan, one of the dozens of bandits he brought with him already asked a very burly monk with rough and dark skin.

Bandits generally have two personality traits.

One is the kind of person who is poisonous, cautious in doing things, and extremely ruthless in methods. After countless trials and tribulations, he finally grows up and can be called a cunning and cunning.

One is those who don't know the rules and don't shy away from taking action. This kind of people usually die very quickly, but if they can grow up, they are absolutely ruthless people.

Generally speaking, to take the lead, one needs to be a poisonous person.

But among his subordinates, there must be one or two people of the second type, because this kind of people can do a lot of things that they are not suitable for.

Shen Du didn't say much, just nodded slightly.

The burly monk spat and laughed wildly: "The monk didn't even want his life before, so what's the use of helping this kid hide his whereabouts? We still caught up with him."

The next moment, the burly monk felt a chill all over.

Because the moment he finished speaking, the "fat sheep" in their eyes suddenly exuded an extremely strong coercion that could deter the mind.

Lu Qingshan's eyes were extremely cold, "What did you do to that ascetic monk?"

"The monk would rather die than reveal your whereabouts," the burly monk swallowed, but when he glanced at the silent body poison beside him, he suddenly regained his confidence and said bravely, "Then we have no choice but to follow along." He wishes, send him to die."

"Very good." Lu Qingshan nodded, lowered his eyes, and did not speak again.

Whoosh!

A sound exploded over the vast and vast desert, and suddenly sounded.

The blazing red sword light lit up, and it slashed across the sky at the burly monk who spoke.

There was a scream, and in the next moment, the burly monk who had cultivated in the later stage of Jindan turned into a cloud of blood mist, which suddenly exploded in front of the other dozen bandits, making their mouths dry and their minds seemed to be captured , froze in place for a moment, not daring to move.

"Yuanying Sword Cultivator..." Shen Du looked at the young monk in front of him, feeling bitter in his heart.

"Damn it, this old man Huang misunderstood me, why did he sell me a Nascent Soul cultivator as a fat sheep?" At the same time, there was also resentment and resentment, spontaneously arising from his body and heart.

"It was we who were blind and blind and offended you." The body poison reacted quickly, and he was a person who was able to bend and stretch. He quickly restrained the resentment in his heart, and said to the young sword cultivator in front of him: "You also killed one of my subordinates. Even if this matter is evened out, how about it?"

"Equal?" Lu Qingshan indifferently looked at the poisonous body who was talking about the scene.

Shendu let out a little of the coercion of his mid-stage Nascent Soul, and said with a smile: "You and I are both Nascent Soul cultivators, if we really want to fight, it's hard to say who will win.

Besides, our leader, Old Vulture, is a great cultivator who must take revenge. If you really want to fight, even if you can defeat us, you may not be able to bear the revenge of Old Vulture.

Wouldn't it be better if this matter was revealed? The men who were killed by you earlier should be regarded as venting your anger for Your Excellency, and I will never pursue it again. "

Shen Poison is also secretly threatening, first to show his own cultivation, to make Lu Qingshan feel jealous, and then to use the name of old man vulture in order to restrain Lu Qingshan.

But his words were very polite and decent, he was obviously softening, and he didn't see the slightest threat, so that Lu Qingshan could live with it on the surface.

Jianxiu is a person who cares about face. An old and cunning person like Shendu naturally understands this truth, and it doesn't matter if he gives Lu Qingshan a little bit in terms of speech, anyway, he won't lose too much to himself.

"Equal? ​​The matter you provoked me can indeed be evened," Lu Qingshan seemed to be asking, as if answering, "But what about the ascetic monk who was killed by you? How can this be evened?"

"What do you want?" Body poison heard the words, his face was gloomy like water, "Is he just an insignificant person? You don't know him well, so is it possible that you still want to avenge him?"

"Blood debt..." Lu Qingshan's cold voice sounded, "Of course I have to pay in blood!"

That ascetic monk whose name he didn't know, that little monk who only practiced qi refining, would rather die than reveal his whereabouts for him who had never known him before.

And as a sword cultivator, as a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, isn't it only natural for him to avenge the ascetic monk?

boom! boom!

Two voices burst out in succession, and beside the blazing red sword light, another green sword light rushed out.

The fiery red and green flying swords darted towards Shen Po and the sand bandits led by him respectively.

Peach Blossom, holding the sword intent of killing, is like a wolf in a herd of sheep, and quickly wanders and harvests among those sand bandits who are not as good as Jindan.

"Master Shen Poison, help!" Sensing the terrifying power and fierce murderous intent from the peach blossoms, the bandits immediately panicked.

As soon as the words fell, the green peach blossom had already passed through the body of the sand bandit who asked for help.

There is no room for struggle at all.

The faces of the other sand bandit monks suddenly showed despair.

The strength gap is too great!

All of them are killers without blinking an eye.

As the saying goes, there is no way to not wet your shoes when you often walk by the river. They also expected the day when they would die, but they didn't expect that they would be killed at will like chopping vegetables like this.

On the other side, the blazing red dragonfinch turned into a bit of cold light, and headed towards the body poison, like a surging thunder, with unimaginable power.

With a movement in Shendu's heart, a dark green light rose from his body surface, and countless runes appeared in his hand.

Facing the dragon bird facing Lu Qingshan, Shendu waved his right palm to meet it, and the dark green poisonous gas lingered out, rushing towards the dragon bird, as if to pollute it.

Chi Chi Chi!

The flame attached to the surface of the dragonfinch rose up, instantly burning all the dark green poisonous gas.

Boom!

The unabated dragon bird collided with the poisoned right hand full of runes.

The terrifying aftermath spread in all directions, and the overflowing spiritual power and sword energy formed a circle of ripples.

The runes surrounding Shendu's palm shattered, and his figure was thrown back several tens of feet by the shock.

Holding his figure, he took a closer look and found that his right hand was already bloody.

"How is it possible?" Shen Du's eyes flashed in disbelief.

He is a physical cultivator, and the five poisonous indestructible body he cultivated can't be said to be compared with the indestructible Vajra of Buddhism, but at least it can be regarded as a superior body training technique. so miserable?

Lu Qingshan was calm in his heart.

Nirvana penetrates the artistic conception, even if it is the defense of physical training, it is not a problem.

"Are you really going to die?" Shen Du stared at Lu Qingshan, gritted his teeth.

"You are nothing more than a fish under the knife, how can you break through the net?" Lu Qingshan's murderous words made his body feel like falling into an ice cave.

The sound has not disappeared.

Wow!

The dragonfinch circled up and once again crossed the sky.

The speed was too fast, so fast that the shadow of the sword could not be seen clearly, only a fiery red light could be seen.

With this sword, Lu Qingshan used his immortal true intention to evolve his killing sword intent.

Under such double blessings, the speed of Longque at this time has reached an astonishing sixty times the speed of sound.

The distance of hundreds of feet is only reached in an instant.

"No...!" Feeling the deadly threat of body poison, my heart felt cold, my whole body's spiritual power was running violently, the dark green light was shining brightly, and the runes surrounded my body like stars.

boom!

A cold light suddenly rose on the dragon bird, and it broke out suddenly at this moment.

The majestic sword turned into a frost line, broke through the runes all over his body, annihilated the dark green light, and finally penetrated through the dantian of his abdomen.

Shen Du looked down at the huge wound on his abdomen, blood spurted out from that hideous wound.

But what was even worse was that this sword also shattered his Nascent Soul.

He looked up at Lu Qingshan in the distance again, opened his mouth, and before the words came out of his mouth, his eyes dimmed.

Afterwards, Shendu's figure fell straight down from a high altitude.

Lu Qingshan's heart was cold and severe, and the death of the poison did not calm the killing intent in his heart.

The dragon sparrow circled and twisted in the air, and flew towards the Sand Bandit on the side.

Two natal swords, Longque and Peach Blossom, danced in the air.

Whether it was the one who begged for mercy, or the sand bandit monk who used evasive techniques to escape, they were all caught up and penetrated by Taohua and Longque.

In front of Jianxiu's flying sword, few people can escape.

Without it, among the same level, the flying sword of the inner sword is the fastest spell, not one of them.

…………

After killing all the sand bandits, Lu Qingshan put away the storage rings of these sand bandits.

Although these sand bandits are all physical practitioners, they are doing robbery after all, and their net worth can barely be considered rich.

call.

Lu Qingshan turned his hand and took out the map he bought from Dongque City.

Since he entered the Mogao Desert, except for a visit to Dongque City and the ascetic monk who asked for directions, he has never had contact with any monks.

How did the sand bandits keep an eye on him and track down his location precisely in the huge desert?

At this moment, how can he not understand where the problem lies.

Lu Qingshan's spiritual consciousness was released, and after going back and forth on the map three or four times, he finally found a little inaudible aura at the Thunder mark that the white-haired old cultivator had pointed to earlier.

This aura is very hidden. Even if he went to look for it, he found it after a long time of patrolling. It's no wonder he didn't find it before.

The spiritual power circulated slightly, instantly crushing that point of spiritual light.

Lu Qingshan pondered for a while, and finally made a decision.

He straightened his body and rose again with his sword.

But this time, the direction he was heading was not Giant Bear City.

It's Dongque City when I came here.

.........

Lao Xiu, named Huang Zhong, was in front of the counter of Dongqueqi Shop, counting things, but his mind was wandering.

"The young monk from before was generous, so he must be a fat sheep..." Huang Zhong played with a few rosary beads in his hand, and murmured: "After the body poison is obtained, the share will be another big account. .....With this income, you can buy some Body Tempering Pills and attack the sixth refinement..."

He is an old Jindan cultivator of the Dongque Tribe, and he is in charge of the Dongque Ware Shop. He seems to be very rich.

But as I said before, Ximo has a lot of physical training, and physical training has very little demand for magic weapons, so in fact, he didn't have much business throughout the year, so what's the point?

On the contrary, it was another Jindan cultivator in the tribe who was in charge of the Dongque Pill Pavilion, whose level of cultivation was similar to his, and he was extremely jealous.

Until a few years ago, someone from the sand bandits came to the door and discussed with him a partnership to cheat people. He was responsible for providing monk information, and the sand bandits were responsible for intercepting and killing monks. After the matter was completed, he could get 10% of the share .

Since then, his pockets have gradually bulged.

"Fat sheep, fat sheep, when will we find another fat sheep?" Huang Zhong thought and looked forward to it.

Say Cao Cao, and Cao Cao will arrive.

But there was also a flying sword that came with Cao Cao.

It was a blazing red cold light, as soon as it was emitted, it was as bright as the sun.

The sword energy on the sword was like a dragon or a phoenix, falling from the sky, and blasted into the East Bird Shop together with the flying sword.

Like a famous sword in its sheath.

The radiant sword light entered from the yellow sky spirit like an immortal touching its head, and then bloomed.

A blood mist burst open.

Huang Zhong didn't even let out a wail.

Outside Dongque City, Lu Qingshan in black was hanging in the air, looking at the city with cold eyes.

People are still outside the city.

But the sword has entered the city.

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