Spiritual recovery?It doesn't matter, I will speak out!

Chapter 81 The Undercurrent Surges
"Saints?" Jiang Xi heard this word for the first time: "Criticism! Don't touch porcelain, I'm not familiar with it."

But Master Tongtian of the gluttonous ghost couldn't hear this sentence because he was already dead.

After the battle, Xuanqing's footsteps were vain, and after taking back the Taoist sword, he did not relax at all, but his expression became more dignified: "Saint... Could it be that the gluttonous ghost who is proficient in assassination is one of their saints?"

"Perhaps it is possible. When I fought with him, I felt a little strange. Every attack of his is as precise as a machine, and he cannot escape immediately after a single blow. Whether it is combat awareness or the sophistication of his shots, I have never seen it before. , even if it is not a saint, it is impossible to be an unknown person."

Qin Shenbo moved over with difficulty dragging his body like a broken sandbag, but his expression was still determined, as if he was not injured.

Jiang Xi pursed his mouth: "So what exactly is a saint?"

Currently still conscious, only the three of them can stand and talk, but obviously the other two know what a saint is, and they seem to be outsiders.

It's a bad feeling.

You can explain how amazing the saints are, and Jiang Clan is very satisfied, but if you don't tell me what it is, Jiang Clan doesn't like it.

Qin Shenbo wanted to come over, but he almost fell down. Fortunately, Jiang Xie stepped forward to help him, and he managed to hold him up.

"The successors of the helm masters of the gluttonous ghosts, the strongest among them is personally trained by the lord of the gluttonous ghosts, the holy emperor. As the next successor of the holy emperor, if that guy is really a saint, things may not be so simple." Xuan Qing stared at the lump of ashes in the corner and the skull crushed by Jiang Xi and sighed.

Jiang Xi couldn't help complaining: "It's very strange, why is the boss of the gluttonous ghost called the Holy Emperor, and then what kind of saint is he? It looks like some awesome fairy sect."

Hearing these words, Qin Shenbo gave a rare smile: "Of course they call themselves, gatekeepers and uprights generally call them ghost emperors and ghost disciples, including glutton ghosts, which are also called by us, and they call themselves holy envoys. "

"So why not just call them little devils?"

Qin Shenbo's smile faltered. To be honest, if he really called it that way, he really had his own hatred.

Xuan Qing obviously didn't have Jiang Pity's sense of humor, and urged: "Get out of here first, luckily no one died this time, Jiang Pity you should make the first contribution.

However, the matter of the saints may not be taken lightly. If what this person said is true, then Jiang Xi, if you kill the saints, you may already have a death curse on him. The role is not something I can handle.

Now I have to hurry back and report this matter to Xiao Zhimen. "

Hearing what Xuan Qing said, Jiang Ping became nervous for no reason.

I am not Xiao Yan, how can I still have such a bloody plot of beating up the young and growing old.

But it's reasonable, after all, being an apprentice to someone else is equivalent to killing your own son, and it really doesn't make sense for the father not to show up.

But after thinking about it carefully, Jiang Chuan was not nervous anymore, in fact, it was just like that.

Heh, if you don't accept it, come and meet Cao Zheng and Wei Lao?
Even if they don't make a move, there are Jie Guan and Xiao Lin.

You are only a father, so why compare with me?
saint?He must be told to come and go!

"However, how should I go back? I just turned around and couldn't find the exit."

At this time, apart from being uncomfortable all over, Jiang Xi's mind was still very relaxed, and he inadvertently told the truth.

Fortunately, Xuanqing and Qin Shenbo are real people, and they don't judge others with dark hearts, so they don't take it seriously.

Xuan Qing pointed to the big hole that was smashed by the Tongtian Master just now, and laughed at himself:
"It's ridiculous that I know a little bit about the formation, but I didn't see that the disc is just a device to absorb grievances. I thought that the corpse king was on it. If he hadn't smashed the disc, I might still be kept in the dark , I have to say that when it comes to understanding ghosts, gluttonous ghosts are indeed unique."

Jiang Sang and Qin Shenbo looked down in the direction of his fingers, but they saw that there was a hole under the disc. A strange corpse with a chain around his neck was sitting cross-legged underneath. The chains were very new. Those who went up to control the corpse king may have happened to meet them and wanted to ambush them, so they temporarily left the corpse king behind.

There is a large hole excavated behind the corpse king, and the traces are still fresh.

Xuan Qing looked at the big hole, and judged: "If there is only the Master Tongtian, he may not have to dig this big hole if he wants to come in, and he is lucky. He may be playing the role of protecting the saints, so he dug this tunnel for him. , and let us happen to be able to go out directly."

Jiang Shou looked at Xuan Qing, who couldn't hide his exhaustion, looked down at the big hole, then looked back at the four little cabbage lying on the ground, and then at Qin Shenbo, who couldn't even stand still, and then nodded his head. Head, scored twice:

"Okay, then I'll wait for you below."

Xuan Qing didn't have time to hold him back, so he watched him jump down.

An unremarkable countryside.

The old farmer is sitting in a rocking chair, guarding the melon field under the moonlight.

He was wearing a bamboo hat and drowsy.

A young man trotted over anxiously.

"Master, No. [-]'s life lamp is off, and the death curse is nowhere to be found."

The old farmer raised the brim of his hat, his eyes were sleepy, as if he didn't understand what the other party said: "Ah?"

"Bai Qing's apprentice is dead, he seems to be going crazy."

"Oh." The old farmer put down the brim of his hat again: "Let him not act rashly."

Seeing that the old farmer was unmoved, the young man also calmed down and sat on the ground.

"You don't seem surprised at all?"

"En." The old farmer replied vaguely, not knowing whether he was replying or falling asleep.

"Master, have you already arrived?"

Old farmers should not.

The young man glanced at him secretly, and seemed to be talking to himself:
"You told Bai Qing not to act rashly, which means that his apprentice's death is in your plan.

Every saint has been cultivated at a high price, and he is not a pawn that can be thrown away casually. In this case, it shows that his death is of great value.

A Xiao Lin, a branch of the gatekeeper in Los Angeles, is not worth losing a future Guiyuan Wuji and the existing Wuqi Chaoyuan.

But taking them as abandoned sons, it is really puzzling that Cao Zheng, who is the only threat to you, has no effect. "

The fan in the old farmer's hand slapped the young man's shiny back of the head, but he still didn't say a word.

The young man suddenly felt bored, got up and patted the dust off his buttocks, and planned to leave to convey the old farmer's instructions: "No wonder I told him not to act rashly, you are as partial as ever."

The old farmer suddenly said: "I have never favored him."

The young man stopped and didn't look back.

"You were taught by me, but he, I can't intervene, I can only let him develop. I wanted you to influence his growth, but I didn't expect you to be influenced by him, otherwise the situation would not be like that. It's so urgent right now."

"I think it's okay, but when you say that, I miss him a little bit."

"Well, I seldom use apostles to practice in private."

"They all come here on the basis of opportunism and opportunism by ghosts. If you catch a lot, you will die."

"He wouldn't do that."

"That's him, but if I don't do this, I'm doomed to be unable to stand side by side with him in the future, so it's meaningless."

"Think about it for yourself. The recovery is about to start. Hurry up and prepare. It won't be as peaceful as it is now. Whichever comes first will have the initiative."

"understood."

　眠！

　　
　
(End of this chapter)