Taoist night sword

Chapter 69: Chapter 68

Hai Mingyue was standing in her room. Ever since Lou Jinchen awakened her thoughts that she had been reluctant to admit, when she returned to the Dao Pavilion, she always felt that there was something wrong with the way the lecturers looked at her.

She felt that she was isolated, and felt that the entire Wanghai Road Pavilion was no longer surnamed Hai.

"Mother, where did you go? Why haven't you come back yet?"

A seagull with black spots on its body suddenly flew down from the sky.

"Dian Dian, why are you here?" The seagull cooed twice.

"I know he will definitely fight with the Taoists." Hai Mingyue said.

The seagulls cooed again.

Hai Mingyue listened carefully, and then said: "You said he has lost three opponents in a row? Which three?"

The seagulls cooed again.

"He Qing is a monk who swims at night for ghosts in the Dao of Yuhua. He is good at painting talismans, especially using water talismans to simulate the appearance of fish in the water. He can get some real meaning from the fish appearance, but he was blown away by a gust of wind? What kind of wind method? ?”

Seagulls coo.

"Draw circles with your fingers?" Hai Mingyue also draws circles in the void with her fingers, and she feels the same sense of the void. Her green fingers move the circles, and there is wind under her hands, but the wind is not condensed enough. , It is not possible to blow away other people's spells.

"How could this be possible?" Hai Mingyue was incredulous: "What happened later?"

The seagull called for a long time this time, and Hai Mingyue's face flushed a little.

"The Xiashan Tiger in the Wuwei Pavilion has been trained to be extremely tough and capable of carrying a tripod. It is said that he often plays with the tigers in the mountains, and he has won the three flavors of the Tiger Fist of the King of Beasts. Within ten steps, he rushed towards him and was caught. It is incredible that the person who was thrown away at the least, or his chest was torn open, was forced to retreat by his sword pointing in the eyes."

"The fiery gun in Liuheguan belongs to the family. In his hand is a two-foot-long spear. It is said that it can stab flies and monsters. Within three feet, no one can block it, but he cut off his hair with a sword. It turns out that he His swordsmanship is so good, but he uses his sword to fight and walks on the ground, which is too disrespectful to his sword."

For some reason, after hearing that Lou Jinchen had won all three battles, she felt better.

"It turns out that Qi refiners can also be this powerful."

She couldn't help thinking: "If I can also walk between heaven and earth with a sword like him, it must be a great experience."

"However, the teachings in each avenue are major repairs of the third level. The owners of some powerful medium-sized ashrams are also Fawei Heyunhe in the second level, and have well-known spells. Can he How about stopping it?"

Hai Mingyue knew in her heart that the entire Wanghaijiao, except for the three monarchs who hadn't shown up for a long time, was equivalent to the realm of refining qi and transforming into gods, and the rest were just equivalent to refining qi and transforming qi.

However, refining and transforming qi is a big realm, and she herself is in this realm, but she is very aware of her own strength, which is at most similar to that of some lecturers in small dojos.

There are not many spells that can be used, among which is the wind control technique, which is the result of her hard work.

……

On weekdays, the Daohui is mainly to mediate the struggles and conflicts between the various Daoist centers.

At this time, there were two ashrams arguing with each other in the Daohui resident, and the guild master was listening to their speeches in turn. Later, he had to make a judgment and find a way to reconcile the two.

At this time, someone came in to report, and after some words, the leader asked in surprise.

"That foreigner, what kind of Taoism is he practicing?"

"Qi refining way!"

"People who practice Qi Dao are so capable." A dojo master next to him said in surprise.

"The stranger is good at magic?"

"Wind technique and sword technique."

"The wind technique is not unusual, nor is the sword technique." The leader said slowly.

"Yeah, but it's a little strange to be able to defeat He Qing, Xiashanhu, and Lihuosong in a row."

"Who is going now?" the leader asked again.

"No one is going for the time being," said the messenger.

"Why?" someone asked.

"This man's swordsmanship is superb, and two martial arts practitioners have already been defeated, so no one is willing to fight him head-on."

"It's right not to fight head-on." The leader said.

……

Lou Jinchen stood there, no one came for a while, but he knew that no one might come, but the magic spell would definitely apply.

Suddenly, breathe.

The breath he inhaled into his lungs suddenly turned into water. In an instant, he couldn't breathe, and the feeling of choking on water was very uncomfortable.

Lou Jinchen immediately visualized the scorching sun in the lungs and burned them. This is not difficult for him, because he has been refining the acupoints all over his body in recent days, which has already involved the five internal organs.

After burning out the abnormalities in his lungs, he sensed the hostility, and looked for a vague connection in the dark. His fingers slid across the void, and his fingers burned like matches rubbing against the void.

And in a pitch-black room, in a pot of glowing black water, a portrait suddenly burst into flames in the water. After a while, that painting by Lou Jinchen was burnt to ashes
……

Someone from the Taoist resident came to report, saying: "Drowned Dao Shuixian's spell was broken, it is said that his spell basin was injured."

Everyone in the station was surprised, and someone said: "Mr. Shui's curse basin was actually injured, how did it hurt?"

"Mr. Shui didn't say anything."

……

After a while, someone came to report: "Nan Linjian Duan Feng has been defeated."

"What the Duan family visualized was Riyao. The swordsmanship is called the Eclipse Swordsmanship. It is fierce and nimble. The tip of the sword can condense the sunlight, yet it was defeated by this foreigner's sword? How did you lose?"

"At that time, the wind and cloud suddenly blew up, and amidst the whistling sound, the sword groaned fiercely. When the wind stopped and the clouds cleared, Duan Feng's body was already covered with sword marks, and he fell to the ground."

Everyone looked at each other.

……

After a while, someone came to report.

"Xiaoxing, the chief swordsman of the Flying Knife Hall, covered his chest and retreated in defeat."

Everyone was silent again.

"Although the Flying Knife Hall cultivates the Tao of Feathering, it has found a different way. From the beginning, it has refined a flying knife with blood, so that it can kill the enemy with a knife in the realm of ghosts and night tours. It is also defeated? How could it be defeated? of."

"At that time, a beam of sword light descended from the sky. Although the foreigner was blind, he seemed to be able to see. The sword in his hand was incredibly fast. He didn't move, but the sword in his hand stabbed out again and again. Like a flying knife blocking it."

"The flying knives circled in the sky, pulling out a huge ax-like light, but they were repeatedly stabbed by the standing outsiders. Finally, the outsiders took advantage of the gap between the flying knives and shot at the people in the room. Dao Xiaoxing at the top swung his sword, and Dao Xiaoxing covered his chest and rolled off the roof."

"What kind of scene is this swinging a sword?" asked the leader.

"It's like cutting in the air, there is no scene."

Everyone looked at each other.

……

Someone will report it later.

"Beast Spirit Hall, the cat girl was cut in the stomach by a sword and retreated."

"Did this stranger hurt someone?"

"He said that the cat lady's concealment method is so ingenious, that she almost hid him from him, but she was too quick to hold her back."

Everyone was silent again.

At this time, the leader looked at the sky and said, "It's getting dark soon."

"Yeah, it's getting dark."

"Most of us at Wanghaijiao are cultivating the Tao of Yuhua, and the monks of the Tao of Yuhua are better than ghosts traveling. If they can't travel in the daytime, they can only display their strongest strength at night." The leader said.

"That's right, as a monk of the Tao of Feathering, after a day trip to drive things, it can be regarded as a qualitative change in strength."

The people next to him echoed. From their point of view, Lou Jinchen had won the whole day, but he just occupied the time.

Lou Jinchen looked at the sky, and then at the people sitting on the wall and roof of the courtyard, they no longer cheered and applauded because someone challenged Lou Jinchen, they stopped making any noise, they were silent, like It was like being injured by Lou Jinchen.

Some people even whispered among the crowd: "Wanghaijiao has boasted for so many years, and has a false name. No one can beat any foreigner."

"Is there anyone else? If there is no one, I'll have a meal first." Lou Jinchen shouted.

At this time, a voice immediately replied: "I'll bring you food, Wanghaijiao is not a place where xenophobia is excluded, no matter what happened today, I will not let Swordsman Lou go hungry."

"Haha, okay, I hope to send another jug ​​of wine." Lou Jinchen laughed loudly.

"Must be drunk."

Not long after, someone brought food, and it was the big shopkeeper. The big shopkeeper wanted to send it a long time ago, but the challenge never stopped at that time, and he didn't dare to send the food even if he wanted to.

Then someone sent sprinkles.

Lou Jinchen started to eat in the room, and there were so many people watching outside, when someone left to eat, the seat was immediately snatched away.

The night was getting dark, and the lights in the room were already on. The big shopkeeper wanted to pull his granddaughter Yang Jiao out, but Yang Jiao refused, and she didn't chew, as if she was a little angry.

The shopkeeper had no choice but to leave, and he also knew that there would be a fierce battle at Lou Jinchen tonight.

Lou Jinchen took a chair and sat down at the door. When he looked up, he saw a glimmer of light falling in the air.

That gleam of light turned out to be a thin needle like a cow's hair, and the needle was held in the hand of a gloomy little ghost.

With a thought in Lou Jinchen's mind, the void above his head immediately hardened, but when the little ghost pierced the needle, a small hole appeared in the hardened place, and the little ghost and the needle came out together, and continued to move towards Lou Jinchen's eyebrows. To stab.

Lou Jinchen did not dare to be negligent, and the sword was unsheathed in an instant.

"Zheng!"

The sound of swords resounded in the small courtyard, which made the people in the courtyard watching this scene all feel aroused. When they saw Lou Jinchen draw his sword before, it would take a moment to decide the winner.

I saw the sword was as bright as silver, drawing a curved line in the void and heading towards the top of the head, as if to divide this piece of night, the little ghost came with a needle, very fast, the sword did not pierce it , It has changed its direction, but the sword is like a prophet, blocking its way, making it have to change its direction.

The ghost figure turned around in a flash.

However, the sword was able to stop it every time. In the eyes of everyone, Lou Jinchen's sword kept moving above his head, forming a circle, a circle within a circle, a big circle within a small circle, forming cascading sword flowers.

At this moment, there was another 'croak' in the sky.

A black crow appeared at some unknown time and made a mournful call, which meant that another ghost was wandering.

Lou Jinchen was in a trance for a moment, then returned to normal.

He had already restrained his mind, contemplated the bright moon shining on his body, and guarded against the sneak attack of the soul.

How can we not be vigilant after suffering losses in this area.

"Haha, come here, let's have a few more." Lou Jinchen laughed loudly, stabbing the sky with his sword, a silver light shot up into the sky, and in the dark night at high altitude, there were already more than ten ghosts entrenched.

(End of this chapter)