Taiqing Sword

Chapter 370, return to the world

Shi Wuchang listened to Shangguan Jinghong's words, and said with a smile: "Elder brother is still here, this news will soon reach Shi Wutian's ears, and although my cultivation level is not as good as Shi Wutian's now, But with senior brother and me working together, Shi Wutian must have some self-knowledge."

Shangguan Jinghong shook his head helplessly, it seemed that Shi Wuchang was determined not to help him, and he didn't have to beg any more, but thinking of this made him feel relaxed: "Forget it, if that's the case, then the junior will leave, oh, By the way, let me remind the two masters by the way, according to senior Mo Yan, the puppet following Shi Wutian is of extraordinary strength, and if they match up, I hope the two masters will deal with it carefully."

Shi Wuchen nodded: "Thank you for telling the benefactor, the old monk will not keep the benefactor, I have a booklet here, it is my practice experience for many years, you take it, I believe it will be helpful to you .”

Shangguan Jinghong was not polite, and took it directly: "Thank you, Master, I will leave you, junior." After Shangguan Jinghong finished speaking, he cupped his hands and left.

Seeing Shi Wuchen's appearance like this, Shi Wuchang was a little annoyed: "Brother, this Shangguan Jinghong is the suzerain of the Dark Demon Sect, maybe he is polite to you and me at this time, and when Shi Wutian dies, he will still treat you like this me?"

"Hehe, how do you know that Shangguan Jinghong will definitely be able to kill Shi Wutian? From my point of view, this person has a kind heart. Although he is suppressed by hatred at this time and is somewhat violent, he will definitely not be an enemy of my Buddhist sect." Shi Wutian Dust said confidently.

"Senior brother, you are still so self-righteous. At the beginning you said that Shi Wutian would not attack you, but what happened later? Didn't it almost kill you?" Shi Wuchang shook his head and sighed.

"Well, in fact, it wasn't Shi Wutian who really killed me. That day I saw Shi Wutian couldn't bear to kill me, but I didn't expect a man in the iron mask to appear suddenly and attack fiercely. Brother Wuchang, as far as you know, you can't bear to kill me." Who has such a high level of cultivation, who would quietly appear beside me without letting me notice?" Shi Wuchen said while staring at Shi Wuchang.

Shi Wuchang frowned slightly: "This... I don't know about my junior brother. There are so many capable people and strangers in the world, how can I recognize them all? But there should be very few people who can compare with my senior brother. Could it be... ...Evil cloud?"

Shi Wuchen was stunned: "Hehe, maybe."

"Senior brother, now that Xie Yun's cultivation base has been greatly reduced, and Shangguan Jinghong's strength is still weak, I think we should kill him immediately. If his skill recovers, the Dark Demon Sect will revive, and there will be another bloodbath in the world." It's raining and windy!" Shi Wuchang said hastily.

Shi Wuchen hummed, but didn't say anything else, and didn't know whether he was going to kill Xie Yun or not.

After Shangguan Jinghong left the Buddhist gate, he heaved a long sigh of relief. In his opinion, Shi Wuchen is still a character. It's not that he didn't listen to Xie Yun's warning, but he had to come to the Buddhist gate. Now that he is alive, he is naturally extremely fortunate.

Suddenly, an idea came up in his heart, to take a look at the secular martial arts again. Since Bu Mingyu was driven away, he never went back. After so many years, he doesn't know what the secular martial arts has become.

Thinking of this, Shangguan flew away in shock, heading for that familiar yet unfamiliar place.

It has to be said that secular martial arts recovered very quickly from the destruction. Shangguan Jinghong walked through several cities that were already crowded with people and tall buildings. When he came to a teahouse, Shangguan Jinghong stopped: "The shopkeeper , come to a pot of good Biluochun!"

As he spoke, he slapped a piece of silver on the table, and the shopkeeper quickly waved his hand when he saw it: "Oh, guest officer, I can't use so much silver, and I can't find a small business like this."

Shangguan Jinghong smiled slightly: "As long as it's a good Biluochun, it's fine, and you keep the money."

"This, this... the villain doesn't dare, you don't get rewarded for nothing, guest officer, how about this, if you want broken silver, let the villain put it down, if you don't, I invite you to drink this pot of tea." The shopkeeper Seeing Shangguan Jinghong's generous actions, don't be someone with a reputation, then he can't afford to offend him.

Shangguan Jinghong frowned slightly, put the silver ingot in his hand, only heard a click, the silver ingot was split into five or six pieces in his hand, Shangguan Jinghong took out one piece: "So, can you accept it?"

The shopkeeper immediately smiled when he saw it, and thought that the pot of tea would be bought for nothing: "Thank you, sir, but the silver is actually useless, so, seeing that you came here in a hurry, I will serve you some refreshments. Fill your hunger."

Shangguan Jinghong nodded, the folk customs are pure, Shangguan Jinghong fights and kills all day long, wandering among countless murderers, he has never been so peaceful, he can't help but pick up the tea and drink it slowly, good tea, After Shangguan Jinghong took a sip, he felt that the tea was good, so he poured another cup and spilled it on the ground.

The shopkeeper happened to meet him, and asked with some embarrassment: "Guest officer, but this tea is not good? How about changing a pot for you?"

"No, the tea is very good. This cup is for my master." Shangguan Jinghong said slowly.

The shopkeeper was stunned: "So that's how it is. The guest officer is really filial. I think your master Quanxia Youzhi will definitely smile."

"Thank you, shopkeeper. By the way, let me ask. Looking at the people coming and going in the city, is there some kind of market?" Shangguan Jinghong looked at the hurrying pedestrians on the street, many of whom were from martial arts.

The shopkeeper looked bitter: "The guest officer is from another place, passing by here?"

Shangguan Jinghong nodded.

"Then don't ask, after drinking tea, hurry up." After speaking, the shopkeeper was about to turn around and leave, and Shangguan Jinghong suddenly became interested.

An old man over [-] years old has been silently watching Shangguan Jinghong. Seeing that Shangguan Jinghong was a little curious, he couldn't help walking over and sitting directly opposite Shangguan Jinghong: "This little brother, looking at the face, I don't know Where did it come from?"

"Oh, I'm from Xueyuan."

"So, it's no wonder that Huihui doesn't know anything about this place. Take a look, this street is full of martial arts masters from all walks of life. They come here to grab business." The old man laughed and said You're welcome, and directly poured a cup of Shangguan Jinghong's tea.

Shangguan Jinghong smiled slightly: "Business? What kind of business?"

"Big business." As he spoke, the old man stretched out a finger: "1 taels, send a person to the devil's lair."

"1 taels? Heh! What a big handwriting. Could it be that this devil's lair is far away?" Shangguan Jinghong asked.

"On the contrary, the Devil's Cave is not only not far away, it's only about two hundred miles away, but it's just full of dangers. No one dared to go there before, but there must be brave men under the heavy money. Naturally, some people are not afraid of death, so they want to take a risk. Try it."

(End of this chapter)