Wanderer of the whirling world

Xin Ziqiu seemed to have expected it long ago, the sword light was everywhere, and a palm thunder also flew out, hitting the place where the little gray man appeared impartially.

Although the little man held the Blood River Sword with his token, he was hit by the shimmering thunder, screaming in pain, and rolling in mid-air.

Xin Ziqiu reacted very quickly, he flew in the air, stretched the ape's arm lightly, and grabbed it in his hand.

When I looked carefully, I saw that this little man looked like a baby, exactly like that evil god Sumo.

This guy actually didn't die, and even tried to use his soul to escape rebirth.

However, Xin Ziqiu had seen Youquan Sanren's Yuanshen escape technique in the firewood room before, so he was naturally prepared in his heart.

He stretched out his hand to crush the demon, but as soon as he exerted force, the villain started to scream and said loudly:

"Forgive me! Spare me! I know a big secret! The big secret of your Huashan Patriarch!"

Hearing what it said, Xin Ziqiu's heart moved slightly, and he loosened his hold on the little man's hand:

"You say it."

Seeing that there was hope of escape, the evil god Sumo said quickly:

"Before your Patriarch Huashan became immortal, there was a notebook left in the world, which was obtained by me, oh no, by the villain."

Xin Ziqiu asked noncommittally:

"Where are the notes?"

Evil God Sumo said:

"I hid the notes in a very secret place. As long as you hold your hands high, I promise to take you to find them. The villain has exhausted his skills and can't do anything. He just wants to live for a few more years, so you can rest assured, Young Xia Xin. The villain will never play tricks."

After hearing what he said, Xin Ziqiu frowned slightly, as if a little tempted.

Evil God Sumo was overjoyed, and was about to continue talking, but Xin Ziqiu spoke first:

"You are right. Patriarch Chen Tuan has a close relationship with me. I am really interested in his relics..."

As he spoke, he held the hand of the evil god Sumo and ignited the scorching red fire,

"...But, it is absolutely impossible for me to let you go!"

The Chunyang Binghuo was burning blazingly, surrounded by thunderbolts, which scorched the evil spirit until it sizzled, making him scream again and again.

He didn't know until now that Xin Ziqiu had no intention of forgiving him from the beginning, and he felt extremely resentful and screamed:
"Xin Ziqiu, you dare to kill me! I want to turn into a ghost, and I will curse you forever!"

The shrill voice hit the soul directly, making everyone present shudder.

Xin Ziqiu was unmoved at all, thinking:

"Your uncle, I am not afraid of you when you turn into a ghost. If your curse is so effective, how could you die in the hands of your buddies?"

He believed that he had the power of gluttony, and he was not afraid of these invisible and intangible mysterious forces. He repeatedly activated the Binghuo God's thunder, and in a short while, the Sumo evil god was refined into a cloud of green smoke and dissipated away.

In fact, to be honest, Xin Ziqiu was really curious about the notes left by the ancestor Chen Tuan, and it was a bit regrettable to just give up like this.

He thought in his heart: If that fellow Old Xiao was here, he would probably talk nicely first, swear oaths, coax the evil god Sumo into revealing his secret, and then renege on his promise and kill him.

It's a pity that he is not Lao Xiao, and he attaches great importance to his promise. He can't do this kind of thing even if he is killed. It's better to burn it clean.

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After burning the Evil God of Sumo, two dark objects suddenly slipped from his palm and fell to the ground.

Xin Ziqiu picked it up curiously, and saw that one of the objects was the small black token that the evil god Sumo held in his hand to block his Blood River Sword.

The other item is a piece of dark green jade, which is hard and delicate in texture, slightly glowing with green light, and looks very precious.

He carried the two items in his arms, and slowly walked down the ring, but instead of returning to the stands, he walked towards the tent behind.

Although Mu Guiying had signaled to him that Xu Liang was out of danger, Xin Ziqiu was still worried and wanted to see his third brother was well.

He entered the tent through the curtain, and saw Xu Liang lying in the middle, still unconscious, and Master Pudu was meditating beside him to guard him.

Seeing Xin Ziqiu coming in, he smiled slightly, stood up and gave a speech:

"Xin Xiaoyou did a good job. The Lotus faction is a disaster, but its whereabouts are hidden and it is difficult to eradicate. Now that you have killed their leader, I believe that they will be completely eradicated in the near future. This is a great good deed. Pindao represents the Central Plains Wulin, thank you."

After all, he bowed deeply.

Xin Ziqiu was ashamed to accept such a big gift from the old man, so he hurried up to help him and said:

"The Chief Sect Leader is too polite. Everyone can punish evil demons and heretics, but it just happened to be me."

Real Purdue smiled and said:

"Xin Xiaoyou, don't be too modest. The evil god of the Somo Sect has the power of an immortal. If the old man meets him, he may not be his opponent."

Xin Ziqiu smiled, looked at Xu Liang and said:
"Headmaster, how is my third brother?"

Purdue real person pulled Xin Ziqiu to Xu Liang's bed and said:

"The three generals are auspicious people. Although the lungs were injured and the wounds were severe, but fortunately, the heart is safe. He is a successful internal master, and his body is also strong and strong. There is no serious problem. Pindao gave him medicine. After lying in bed for a month or so, you should be able to recover to [-]% to [-]%."

Xin Ziqiu was speechless, good guy, after one month of care, he can only recover [-]% to [-]%, this injury is serious enough.

But since the third brother survived, a stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, and he quickly thanked Master Pudu.

Master Pudu sat on the futon again, looked at him with a smile, his two eyes were piercing if there was any substance, as if he wanted to see him clearly.

Xin Ziqiu was a little scared by the old man, smiled awkwardly, and wanted to say goodbye and leave.

At this moment, Master Pudu suddenly said:
"More than 80 years ago, when Pindao was a young Taoist priest on Mount Emei, he once had a relationship with Patriarch Chen Tuan..."

When Xin Ziqiu heard this, he immediately became interested. He knew that the chief sect leader would never say such meaningless nonsense.

Just listen to Purdue real person said lightly:

"At that time, Patriarch Chen Tuan once came to Mount Emei to pay respects to Master Daoxuan of Pindao, and the two sat down to discuss the Tao, confirming each other with the Wuji Xuangong of the Huashan School and the Jinding Magical Art of our Emei School.

"At that time, Patriarch Chen Tuan's cultivation was unfathomable, and his understanding of Taoism was far superior to ordinary people of my generation. He opened an altar on Mount Emei to teach the Dharma for three days, which benefited us a lot. The first disciple was sent to serve Patriarch Chen Tuan, and I had the honor to spend three days with him, which I will never forget."

Xin Ziqiu stood quietly at the side, and saw Purdue Master looking up at the sky, as if he was recalling an unforgettable past event:
"Although Patriarch Chen Tuan has stood at the apex of the Taoist sect, he does not have the majesty above all living beings at all. Instead, he flies away without distorting his true temperament. His disposition is like a handsome and unrestrained young man... Speaking of which, it is somewhat similar to Xiaoyou Xin's personality.

"Pindao was only in his early twenties at that time, and his temper was not as staid as he is now. When he got along with Patriarch Chen Tuan, although there was a difference of [-] miles in Taoism and practice, he really hit it off, like brothers."

Speaking of this, Purdue Master's eyes showed a complex look of lingering, and continued:

"That night, Patriarch Chen Tuan suddenly had a whim to go to the Golden Summit of Emei to watch the meteor shower, and asked me if I would like to go with him. But there are few people there, and there are all cliffs. Pindao thinks that his martial arts are low, and he dare not climb. I had no choice but to decline politely, but Patriarch Chen Tuan laughed, put me under his armpit, and climbed to the top of Emei like riding a cloud.

"It was the first time in Pindao's life that he stood on the top of Mount Emei. At that time, the sky was high and the clouds were clear, and Yuyu clarified. The surrounding mountains and mountains are all in sight, and the peaks far and near are all under his feet. The mountains and rivers are picturesque, and the sky is like a brocade. , the feeling of seeing all the small mountains at a glance is really indescribable...

"In late autumn and October, there was a gust of wind at the top of the mountain at night, like an ice and snow cellar, but Poor Dao was like sitting around a stove with Patriarch Chen Tuan, without any chill at all. That night, the two of us lay in the weeds Among the strange rocks, I just stared blankly at the shooting star all night, and thinking about it now, I still see it."

Xin Ziqiu couldn't help smiling when he heard the words, this old ancestor Chen Tuan really had enough leisure.

He is also a traveler, he visits the famous mountains and rivers, and enjoys the beautiful scenery of thousands of miles, but he is as tired as a dog. He has not even been out of Bianliang City for half a year after coming here.

Suddenly, Master Pudu's face became serious, and he changed the subject, and said slowly:

"Pindao still remembers that day he asked Patriarch Chen Tuan if he could return to the human world after he became a fairy, but he pondered for a long time, and finally said a meaningful sentence. Up to now, Pindao still remembers every word. Clearly..."

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