Sword comes

Chapter 297

In the main building of Flying Eagle Fort, dozens of pillars of the Huan family, everyone's face is livid, and their hearts are ashamed.

The owner of the castle, Huan Yang, could never have imagined that the Taiping Mountain Immortal Master, who was hired by his friends with a lot of money, was the real culprit.

In the corners of the lobby, there are four braziers, and the pine and cypress branches inside have long been burned. The fairy teacher said that this main building is the key location that those evil spirits have been coveting for a long time, so everyone must be gathered here, and then Then he used the method of court burning, supplemented by Taiping Mountain's unique talisman, and set up an array to eliminate filth, so that evil spirits with ulterior motives and heretics would have no chance to take advantage of it.

He also said that only after the safety of the main building was confirmed, would he go out alone, kill demons and demons, and do justice for the sky.

Flying Eagle Fort certainly has no objection.

The black clouds outside made people feel chest tightness and nausea. It was obvious that they had encountered real monsters. A gang of gangsters from Flying Eagle Fort, for the sake of family survival, went to fight the enemy with swords, even those who met the Chenxiang Kingdom. Respecting the hero of the demonic way is naturally incumbent, and death is death.

But asking them to fight against ghosts and ghosts makes their scalp numb just thinking about it, and they can't help being frightened, and their yang energy has weakened a bit.

Huan Yang didn't completely trust this Taiping Mountain Immortal Master before, even if this person is an immortal, like a banished immortal who was born in the world, and he was a matchmaker of old friends, Huan Yang still did not dare to take it lightly, this is the disposition that a wealthy family must have Therefore, when the man was wandering the streets and alleys with his horse, he asked the old steward He Ya to follow him closely in the name of leading the way.

Although He Ya is not an expert by chance and rough channel method, he can be regarded as a well-informed veteran who followed Mr. Huan in his early years. Only then did Flying Eagle Fort, who had nowhere to go, take a complete reassurance.

So half an hour ago, the fairy master in white, with a whisk in one hand and a brush in his sleeve, wrote a series of talismans on the large nanmu pillars in the lobby, flowing like clouds and flowing water, pleasing to the eye.

He Ya, who served as the teacher of Feiyingbao, even accompanied him all the time, and took the initiative to hold the box of bright cinnabar for the immortal master.

At that moment, the old master He Ya was slumped on a chair, staring at the man in white standing between Huan Yang and his wife, staring at the man standing between Huan Yang and his wife, wishing to drink his blood and eat his flesh.

An old man of his age has long been indifferent to the world and has no heirs. Every day he lives is an extrajudicial favor from God. There is nothing to fear when he dies. Ancestors.

Those who are eligible to sit in the lobby are mostly old people with the surname of Feiyingbao Huan. They are old, and in addition to the fight in the alley, most of them suffered serious injuries, exhausted their energy and blood, and inhaled the pines and cypresses that were born in the brazier garden. After the smoke, everyone's faces were black and blue, their limbs twitched, and they might die without the man in white doing anything.

As for the young students who don't have seats, standing behind the seniors in each room, they are often not very skilled in martial arts, and they collapse on the ground one by one. The seedlings with better cultivation can still sit cross-legged, meditate luckily, and try to keep themselves awake.

The tall man in white was still holding the snow-white dust whisk in his hand, but he lightly pressed the castle master Huan Yang's shoulder with one hand, and said with a smile: "Castle master Huan doesn't need to blame himself, he feels that he has lured wolves into the house. , I just want to save some energy, and if I really want to fight, you gang of martial arts heroes are still doomed to die. You have devoted yourself to management for decades, and you have no intention of doing calculations. You are still counting on the mountain. If you don’t die, whoever dies.”

The lady next to Huan Yang, her body was trembling, her complexion was the only one in the hall, and she should not have been poisoned by the smoke from the courtyard, but she was already frightened out of her wits, after all, she was only from the Eagle Castle A native woman, she likes to be quiet and not to move. Except for a few outings in spring and autumn, she has never walked out of the Flying Eagle Castle in her life. How can she stand up to this kind of turmoil?

The tall man raised his hand from Huan Yang's shoulder, and pinched the woman's cheek, his movements were gentle and full of affection.

But it wasn't the lewd eyes of a man coveting beauty, but a craftsman, looking at a piece of work that he was most proud of in his life.

He withdrew his hand reluctantly, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, that inexplicable confrontation did not harm our Flying Eagle Fort. Once someone with a heart sees through this plan, then we will really lose everything. In fact, according to the previous plan , you can still enjoy another half a year of peace, but my master is really afraid of those fellow monks who are beating their lives to death. Came right away."

In the lobby, no one was able to speak, so the fairy teacher felt a little boring, and there was no one to support him, which was a bit of a fly in the ointment.

The tall man looked at everyone present, and said sarcastically, "Do you think that the old Taoist priest and the young Taoist priest can save you? I advise you to die. A casual cultivator of the five realms, I can't kill him with a single slap. It's all his luck. The reason why he is kept still is nothing more than the blood and aura of the master and apprentice, and there are some icing on the cake."

He felt a little regretful. If he had known this, he shouldn't have put so many secret medicines in those pine and cypress branches. The dumb people in the room didn't even utter insults, let alone kowtow to beg for mercy. It was so boring.

Taking advantage of the fact that the master hadn't made a move yet, and the overall situation was settled, he wanted to have some fun, looked around, and finally his eyes stayed on a woman who was lucky to resist the medicine. He really couldn't tell beforehand that such a delicate woman, He is still a hidden warrior of the four realms, it is not easy for a woman to have this level of martial arts cultivation.

He walked forward slowly, squatted down, and pinched her chin. The woman's face was firm and her eyes were sharp.

He smiled slightly, took out a shiny and exquisite porcelain vase from his sleeve, turned his head, and saw a young man who looked like a woman, his body was weak, he had already fallen to the ground, his limbs twitched, his eyes rolled, and he vomited. Bai Mo, his life is not long.

The man's eyes lighted up, and he was a little bit interesting. He actually had some aptitude for cultivating Taoism. He might be a highly regarded direct disciple if thrown into a third-rate sect. Whether he can live to become an outer disciple of his master's sect depends on his good fortune.

It's just that before that, whether the young man lives or dies, he has a good fortune to enjoy, and other people in the lobby will have to feast their eyes.

The man pretending to be a Taiping Mountain monk stretched out his fingers to touch the boy's eyebrows, and then raised his hand casually, bringing out a wisp of foul-smelling emerald green smoke, which condensed into a ball, and with a flick of his finger, the cloud of smoke dissipated in the lobby middle.

The handsome young man came to his senses immediately, and just as he was about to say something, a vermilion pill was slapped into his mouth by the man.

He threw the young man into the middle of the hall, and with a wave of the whisk, dispersed the pure true energy in the woman's body that had struggled against the poisonous mist of pines and cypresses, and then moved her to the young man's side.

The man smiled and said: "Everyone, appreciate it."

The young man's face was flushed, his body curled up, trembling like a pendulum, when he saw the woman, his eyes gradually became hot, and he slowly crawled towards her.

The man clicked his tongue and said: "We evil sects are not as good as those big sects who are stable and stepping up to the sky. Some visualization methods not only can only take the edge of the sword, but go against the secular etiquette. The most hateful thing is The ultimate achievement is limited, and even touching the threshold of the Golden Core Realm is an extravagant hope."

Speaking of this, the man was a little bitter, and then he smiled, and smiled at the boy: "But don't look down on the two realms of Guanhai and Longmen, little guy, you ate my magical Nanke Dan, you Now that the mind is relaxed, it is a rare feeling of becoming a feather, but the seven emotions and six desires in the heart will be infinitely magnified. This is also the secret of our teacher. One-to-one correspondence, the one I rewarded you is the most expensive, so don’t waste it. As long as you maintain a trace of clarity from beginning to end, just indulge in pleasures during the period, survive until the end, and if you survive, I will accept you as a disciple , your path of cultivation in the early stage must be smooth, and it is possible to enter the fifth middle realm."

The woman panicked, but she couldn't move her body, finally revealing a trace of despair and fear.

The man seductively said to the young man: "Don't worry, everyone in the hall will die, so you don't have to have any scruples, the way of heaven is ruthless, how can there be good and evil in practice?"

The tall man's heart was shocked, he raised his head suddenly, and clenched his whisk tightly, as if facing a formidable enemy.

On the beam, someone was yawning lazily. He looked down at the evil cultivator, took out the bamboo fan from his sleeve, and fanned it slightly, "You are so boring, you like talking to yourself so much."

It is Lutai.

The man squinted his eyes, "My friend, are you and the young man with the sword passing by to see a play this time, or are you trying to do something good for the bad guys? In other words, the two of you were in the middle of the game when you were in the mountains outside Eagle Fort. people"

Lu Tai glanced at the lust-obsessed young man on the ground, uttered a series of tsk tsk tsks, and said with disgust on his face: "Do you think it's all due to that harmful pill? I might as well tell you the truth. At least [-]% to [-]% are born in your own heart. You, no wonder you are caught by this guy, because it is not a good thing in the first place. "

The young man whose hand was almost touching the woman's knee began to struggle, his heart and body were like this, and blood oozes from his seven orifices, but it is black blood, his face is bloody, and he rolls all over the ground.

The tall man was indifferent, but felt a little sorry for the elixir. After the "gentleman on the beam" told the truth, the fragile heart of the young man also shattered.

Originally, if the boy didn't have someone to help him break through the window paper, he could go all the way to the dark, which is actually a way out. He might really become a man's disciple and embark on the road of cultivation.

Lu Tai looked indifferent, put his two fingers together, and swipe lightly from top to bottom.

The natal flying sword named Needle Point pierced through the air and slashed straight at the suffering young man.

The woman spat out a mouthful of blood and shouted loudly to Lu Tai: "Don't"

The tip of the flying sword, which was only an inch away from the boy's neck, stopped suddenly.

Lu Tai looked at the tearful woman, and said, "It will be easier for him to die. If he walks out of here alive today, either he will kill you and fall into the devil again, or he will die in the next few years." , Suffocate yourself to death with other people’s words.”

The woman just shook her head and murmured repeatedly: "Please don't kill him, Master Immortal, please don't kill him"

Holding a whisk in his hand, the man asked with a smile, "I'm curious, how did you break into this formation so quietly?"

Lu Tai held a fan in one hand and propped it on the beam with the other, and said with a smile: "As for formations, there seems to be no one in the world that is more powerful than my family's ancestors. Are you angry?"

The man laughed loudly, but the laughter stopped abruptly, and his figure began to move around in an instant. The snow-white whisk with the word "Quyou" engraved in his hand made waves of wind and thunder in the air. Every time he swung the whisk, There will be a silk thread made of the tail of a certain mountain spirit beast, which will break away from the whisk and shoot towards the land platform on the beam above the head.

In mid-air, the silk whisks turned into white snakes as thick as arms, with a pair of wings, exuding cold air from the whole body, and the castration was as fast as lightning.

Lu Tai ignored the dozens of white snakes at all, closed the bamboo fan with a snap, and began to use it as a writing brush to write symbols on the beams. Under the "tip" on the top of the bamboo fan, there were always simple and simple silver characters and patterns. It flowed out, and then the characters that looked like living creatures began to flow around the beams, pillars, and the ground, dipping into the original alchemy scripts and talismans, covering them one by one.

Dominate.

As for the silk-threaded white snake that left Fuchen, as long as it gets close to Lu Tai's side by two feet, it will turn into powder by itself.

The man couldn't see what kind of Taoist secret technique it was, and this was the scariest thing.

But something even scarier than this happened. The young man in green shirt, who is more beautiful than a woman, revealed his secret, and said with a smile: "I just set up a small formation around, and there will often be in the cave, which can ban all outsiders. The art of magic, being a saint in the middle, is it very powerful just by hearing it?"

The man's heart was agitated, he hesitated for a moment, he still stopped the whisk in his hand, and put it heavily on his arm, "This immortal master not only has a long history of education, but also has a great ability and supernatural powers. Master is willing to show enough sincerity, for example, all the secret treasures of this Flying Eagle Fort belong to the two immortal masters. Equipment, what does the immortal master think?"

Lu Tai answered irrelevantly, "Your master is in the Golden Core Realm"

The man smiled and nodded, "To show my sincerity, I am willing to report the name of Master. He was the one who beheaded the two Taiping Mountain Longmen Realm monks."

Lu Tai quickly waved his hands and said, "Stop, stop, you are too sinister."

The man looked innocent, "Why did the immortal master say that?"

Lu Tai sighed, "A little Jindan Yexiu from Tongyezhou, who was brought out by you, a sea-observing realm, pretends to be a tiger. It can't scare me to death, but if you can laugh me to death, you almost succeeded."

Then Lu Tai started laughing.

Of course, whether the mastermind behind the scenes really has the cultivation base of Jindan is still open to debate.

The man's face was gloomy.

Damn, I met someone with a brain.

The key is that this guy who is neither male nor female, his morals are deep, and the bottomless kind.

Lu Tai restrained his smile, and wiped the corners of his eyes. It seemed that he was really happy, "Apart from your master and apprentice, who are raising that ghost baby, are there any other allies who are experts?"

The man was shocked in his heart, and smiled wryly: "Such a rebellious act, the people at the foot of the mountain feel that it is thousands of miles away from the Fuqi sect, but in the eyes of you and me, it is not too far. If you think there will only be two people, you dare to set it up." Such a big game can control this plan.”

Lu Tai snorted, "It seems that you master and apprentice want to eat alone."

The man's face was pretending to be calm, and he was already scolding his mother in his heart.

Lu Tai joked: "Isn't it embarrassing, you can't afford the reward I want, but fighting with us two foreigners may ruin decades of painstaking efforts."

The man's face was full of murderous intent when his heart was broken, "You really have to be determined to intervene to the end, and you are not afraid of burning everything."

The man was full of anger, "It is true that as you said, Master and I cannot give you two enough benefits, but having said that, what good is there for you to interfere? The ghost baby was raised by my master with a unique secret method." Cheng, the only one in the world, not to mention that the ghost baby has already recognized the master, retreated ten thousand steps and said, I was lucky enough to snatch it away, can I support it?"

Lu Tai flipped the bamboo fan over and tapped the beam lightly with the end, very leisurely and comfortable, "Don't allow me to do some righteous acts of kindness."

The man almost exploded with anger, his lips trembling. If it wasn't for the woman with a wicked heart on the spot, a slight injury would affect the growth of the ghost baby after birth, and it would ruin the master's future plan for a hundred years. If it weren't for all kinds of concerns, he would really I want to do my best to fight this guy to the death.

Lu Tai added fuel to the fire and said, "Why don't you feel bored now, thank you?"

This time it was the man's turn to turn pale, not much better than those from Flying Eagle Castle who had been affected by the insidious secret art.

Lu Tai suddenly lost interest in chatting, put away the bamboo fan, poured snow-white pills from his sleeves into the palm of his hand, and then threw them into the braziers burning pines and cypresses. The huge flying sword appeared again, falling from the sky again and again, and after sinking into the ground, it emerged from the air again, and it was difficult to dodge.

Then the real murderous intent flashed away.

The man in Fuchen almost got hit, and shouted angrily, only the long handle of "Worriless" was left behind in Fuchen, and those white silk threads all fell off, turning into countless white snakes with wings, whirling fast, buzzing, piercing the eardrums, densely packed Keep him in the middle.

The man touched his cheek, and a blood groove was cut into the bone. If he didn't turn his head fast enough, he might be stabbed through the head with a sword.

Two Natal Flying Swords

also proficient in formation

And he is not ashamed to say that he is unparalleled in the world by claiming that his family learned the formation

Lu Tai sneered, "You can't blame others for throwing yourself into a trap."

On the big pillar, those silver runes shone brightly, and then pulled each other, weaving a hall into a net.

The fishing line of this fishing net is exactly those words and patterns hanging in the air.

Among the fishing nets, apart from the man who accidentally painted the ground as a prison, there are also Lu Tai's two natal flying swords, the needle point and the wheat awn.

Lu Tai floated down from the beam, ignored the cage, and walked towards the pale-faced lady of the castle owner. The woman's eyes were dull, she was dripping with sweat, and there was a faint fishy smell from the seat.

Passing by the woman in the center of the hall, the woman who had sneaked into the Four Realms Martial Arts was able to move freely, and embraced the withered and dull boy in her arms.

After Lu Tai threw the bead into the brazier earlier, a burst of snow-white dust was raised and dissipated in all directions. After being inhaled by the young and old of the Huan family in Feiyingbao, their rosy faces gradually returned, but everyone was in good health, but their souls were exhausted. , the loss of Yangshou is inevitable.

The woman turned her head suddenly, and asked sternly to the back of the landing platform: "Why did you say those words, you are also the culprit"

Lu Tai turned his head, glanced at her, and asked with a smile: "Otherwise, I'll kill you two right now, and it's over once and for all, without worry or worry."

The woman hugged the young man and quickly lowered her head, not daring to look at Lu Tai again.

Lu Tai walked up to the castle master's wife, put his hands behind his back, and bent down to look at her, "Your life is running out, so you will die all at once. Now it depends on whether you choose to die for the sake of the people, or to be killed for the people." gone."

In Lu Tai's eyes, the woman's seemingly beautiful face had already been torn apart, with criss-cross ravines, oozing with strands of black lifelessness, and the vivid and moist autumn eyes in the eyes of ordinary masters were even darker.

The pampered woman was dazed and unresponsive.

Lu Tai smiled and said: "Don't pretend. I know you've come back to life. I'll respect your wishes while you're back and still have the energy to make your own choices. After half a stick of incense, you'll be dead. By yourself, I won’t be polite to you when the time comes.”

Huan Yang was about to get up to speak, when Lu Tai waved his sleeves, instantly blocking the five senses, like a well-behaved puppet, sitting on the spot, but his eyes were full of pain and pleading.

The woman slowly raised her head and murmured: "Can I not die?"

Lu Tai sighed, and was speechless for a while.

After a long silence, Lu Tai turned to face the gate, leaned against the woman's chair, and said softly, "Then live a little longer."

Outside the main building of Flying Eagle Fort.

The slovenly old man watched those roosters who ate glutinous rice and drank clear springs die one by one.

Today, Huan Chang and Huan Shu happened to follow Taoist priests Huang Shang and Tao Xieyang, because the two brothers and sisters did not want to hide in the "comfortable nest" of the main building, and did not want to hide under the wings of the "Taiping Mountain Immortal Master". Since the old man was still walking outside, the brothers and sisters wanted to ask for a helping hand.

The old man looked up at the black sea of ​​clouds that kept pressing down, gritted his teeth, and resorted to resorting to the method of pressing the bottom of the box, took out two big white bowls, one in each hand, turned to his siblings and said, "I want to borrow two or three taels of your blood." Only in this way can you invite the two stone lions at the gate of your Huan Clan's Ancestral Hall, these are the town house that your grandfather begged from an expert back then, and the real trump card of Flying Eagle Fort."

The old man raised his hands and said in a deep voice, "Hurry up, and then we will hurry to the ancestral hall."

Huan Chang and Huan Shu looked at each other, then without hesitation drew a knife and cut the palms of their hands, and poured them into the white bowls in the palms of the old Taoist.

The old man flipped his wrist, and the two white bowls disappeared out of thin air, "There may be ghosts and ghosts blocking the way, and I may not care about you. The four of you can do your own thing, and even help me clean the road. If you die, no one will help you Collect the corpse, so whether to go or not, you can decide now."

Two brothers and sisters, two friends, nodded at the same time.

The old man gave a soft drink, "Go"

Sure enough, as the old Taoist expected, the ghosts lurking all over the Flying Eagle Fort, as if they had understood the old Taoist's plan, finally stopped hiding and poured out one after another.

A young man in white robes suddenly appeared on a roof, standing on the top of a raised eaves, looking up into the distance, the direction he was looking at was the group of veterans who had leaped onto the roof and galloped towards the ancestral hall.

Chen Ping twisted a talisman with each fingertip, opened it lightly, and said silently: "The first day of the lunar new year, the fifteenth day"

The two sword lights took two pieces of talisman, and went to the Huan family's ancestral hall at lightning speed, and instantly nailed the pagoda demon-suppressing talisman to the two pillars.

Immediately, two balls of bright golden light exploded on the pillars,

Afterwards, the two streamers returned to Chen Pingan's side, and two more yellow paper talismans were taken to two roofs not far in front of the old Taoist.

On the last round trip, on the first and fifteenth day of the new year, I brought two more demon-suppressing charms to help the sloppy old man open the way.

Chen Pingan had already used up all the demon-suppressing charms, so he stopped caring about the movement in the ancestral hall.

Walking the rivers and lakes, subduing demons and eliminating demons, you need to be confident in life and death.

As it is with evil, so it is with good.

Dark clouds overhead are about to overwhelm the city.

As if the sky is hanging low, people feel that it is within reach, and a few loud words in the market place can startle the immortals in the sky.

Chen Ping looked up.

The Jianghu people in Flying Eagle Fort can't see the scene above the black clouds, but he can.

An old man with a high crown who doesn't know how deep he is is sitting cross-legged on a red futon, muttering words, driving the black sea of ​​clouds that just covers the territory of Flying Eagle Castle, and falling into the world bit by bit.When the time has come, the old man will bloodbath Flying Eagle Castle, absorb all the essence of flesh and blood, and feed the newborn ghost baby that is about to break its heart.

Chen Pingan began to touch the water on the rooftops, his figure disappeared in a flash, and his speed was extremely fast. Because he was wearing a white robe, he seemed to stretch out a snow-white rainbow.

He finally landed on the school martial arts arena in Flying Eagle Fort, except for Chen Pingan, there was no one there.

Chen Pingan stomped his feet lightly and took a deep breath.

Squatting slightly on both knees, he slowly formed a magnificent ancient fist.

Cloud steamed Daze style.

At this moment, Chen Pingan's golden robe, which was used to deceive his eyes, also revealed his true face.

Golden robes, dragons swim away.

Chen Ping closed his eyes, and the pure qi in his body flowed rapidly with the eighteen stop sword qi, like the water of a great river rushing into the sea.

Chen Pingan suddenly opened his eyes, raised his foot, and stomped heavily.

Not only did the entire school martial field vibrate, countless weapons on the wooden racks fell to the ground, and the surrounding streets were filled with dust almost at the same time.

A fist was first handed out to the sky.

After that, it was handed out fist and fist.

It's a Yunzheng Daze style of fisting, but the intention of the boxing is a god-man beating a drum.

The old man surnamed Cui in Zhulou had never taught Chen Ping this kind of boxing.

Chen Pingan punched again and again, and stomped his feet again and again to borrow strength.

The earth trembled and rumbled, almost like a ground cow turning over.

The old man once said that he realized the cloud steaming Daze style. This fist was first shown in the world, and it made the rain in the sky fall back hundreds of feet.

Chen Pingan didn't think too much about it, he just wanted the billowing sea of ​​clouds at this moment to be the same as the heavy rain curtain on the old man's head back then, before my punching, they all rolled back to the sky

Before you know it, there is no one in front of you.