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Chapter 24 Yan Chixia (Please recommend, please collect, please ask monthly pass)
After the millennium tree has become a spirit, it is really not to be underestimated, at least the ability to hide is very powerful.

This is the home of the thousand-year-old dryad. If we don't completely get rid of this source, what we do will only treat the symptoms, not the root cause.

"Who!"

The mighty wind passed by the temple, and the bronze bells jingled non-stop.

As expected, the bearded man in the temple was alarmed. The bearded man's expression froze, he grabbed the sword box at the side and moved slightly, then stepped out of the room and came into the yard.

He just bumped into Chu Linyang who was walking into the courtyard.

"Who is your Excellency?" The bearded man looked serious, and his whole body was astonishing like a divine sword coming out of his body.

Since he was a child, he had been taught by experts from outside the world, and after that, he encountered many adventures. He practiced Buddhism and Taoism in one body, and his swordsmanship was even more extraordinary. He was keenly aware of the infinite power contained in Chu Linyang's seemingly ordinary body.

This person is full of blood, full of energy, soaring into the sky like wolf smoke, he is the only tyrannical man he has ever seen in his life!

For a moment, he almost subconsciously brought up all his thoughts.

Fortunately, Chu Linyang's blood energy was like a great sun, and his masculinity diffused, which also made the bearded man deny the possibility that he was a monster in the first place.

"My name is Chu Linyang, and the priest is Yan Chixia?"

The bearded man was Yan Chixia. After thinking for a moment, he realized that he had never heard of such a master with such a name.

"I'm Yan Chixia, why are you here?" Suddenly Yan Chixia's heart moved, and she asked again, "Do you know that this place is full of demons and ghosts?"

"Hahaha, of course I know. I also know that Yan Daxia lives in seclusion here not only because the treacherous officials of the court are in power, but also because of the demons and ghosts guarding this place."

"It's my duty to eliminate demons and protect the Tao. Hero Yan, don't underestimate me, Chu Linyang!"

Chu Linyang said firmly.

After speaking upright, Yan Chixia and Yan Chixia will treat each other with sincerity, and the twists and turns are all leftovers from his years of playing.

Although Yan Chixia has a bold and unrestrained personality, with decades of experience in the officialdom, she can't tell whether her words are sincere or hypocritical, and she immediately gained his favor.

"To be honest, there are many demons and ghosts here, and there are even thousand-year-old tree demons with strong mana. If you don't have Taoism, I will definitely persuade you to leave early."

Then he said: "Your blood is what the tree demon desires most. This tree demon is the most ferocious, and has countless ghosts under his command. You should think carefully about it, and don't risk your life in vain."

Yan Chixia has a pure heart, and her first consideration is always the safety of others, not her own, even if she is a bit venomous sometimes, even though she has good intentions, it is unacceptable.

"Thank you, hero, there are not a few monsters that have been planted in my hands, and it is not just a thousand-year-old tree demon that can take my life."

Chu Linyang knew all about the qi and blood in his body, and he could send and receive it freely, so he immediately restrained the qi and blood, and did not draw it out.

Looks like an ordinary reader.

Seeing this, Yan Chixia felt relieved, and the two entered the room.

The room is actually the meditation room where the Buddhists lived in the temple before, but now it is shabby, with holes in the doors and windows, and there is nothing in the room except for a few dilapidated coffee tables.

The two sat opposite each other.

It was getting dark gradually, and when the two were having a good time drinking and chatting, a voice of shouting and cursing came from outside the temple.

"Yan Chixia, get out of here!"

Chu Linyang's thoughts changed, it must be that Xiahou swordsman came to the door.

The two stepped into the courtyard, and as expected, the gate of the temple was kicked open, and Xiahou swordsman had already arrived in the courtyard, standing with his sword in his arms, with only Yan Chixia in his eyes, and then proposed a comparison with Yan Chixia as in the original book. Sword request.

Without saying a word, the two drew out their swords to fight each other. For a moment, the figures of the two flew up and down, dodged and struck each other, and the light of the sword interlaced with the moonlight.

Clang!Clang!Clang!
After some fighting, the Xiahou swordsman was eager to win, and the more he fought, the more impetuous he became, and the more he danced with his sword, the more chaotic it became.

After dozens of strokes, Yan Chixia was still slightly ahead, cutting Xiahou swordsman's arm with a single sword. At this time, the winner was already divided, and the two stood facing each other while pointing their swords at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly fell into silence.

Chu Linyang stood aside and was not interested in the fight between the two sides. His swordsmanship and moves were at best in the category of Jin Yong's martial arts. He just looked at Ning Caichen in the middle of the two in surprise and thought.

"I think you guys are done fighting?" Just like in the original book, Ning Caichen had two swords pointed at his head. He didn't dare to move at all, sweating profusely, but he still tried his best to ease the atmosphere.

At this time, Yan Chixia snorted, breaking the tension on the field, "Brother Xiahou, you and I fought for seven years, and you lost for seven years, but you are very patient. Wherever I avoid, you chase after me." Where are you going!"

Xiahou swordsman, on the other hand, refused to admit defeat: "Yan Chixia, I didn't expect you to sharpen your sword sharper in Lanruo Temple for half a month!

"No!"

Yan Chixia shook her head and began to preach: "It's just that you wasted your youth. You are too ambitious and don't seek to make progress! For the sake of the false name of the world's number one sword, you are too sharp and have bad intentions. Your moves are indeterminate and irritable. It's too big, the moves are strong but weak..."

Swordsman Xiahou's complexion was getting darker and darker, his heart was burning, and his breathing became short of breath. He wished he could raise his sword and fight Yan Chixia to the death.

This Yan Chixia is outspoken, she wins when she wins, she has to sneer at this bad mouth, seven years of competition and seven years of defeat, even Xiahou swordsman would not be able to swallow this tone.

Yan Chixia wanted to preach again, but Chu Linyang interrupted him. He also wanted to save the Xiahou swordsman's life, otherwise he would definitely leave in a fit of anger and be killed by the tree demon just like in the original book.

In the original book, Xiahou swordsman only kills the people who should be killed, and even throws a steamed bun to feed Ning Caichen, which shows that he is not bullying the weak.

Later, he even saw that the scholar did not dare to stay with him under the eaves to shelter from the rain, and would rather leave alone in the rain.

How could such a person be so bad?The face is cold and the heart is hot.

What, you say lustful?This is not a big deal, men just like this, even the Tang monk who is profound in Buddhism can hardly escape the daughter country, let alone Xiahou swordsman is a martial arts practitioner and has a masculine blood.

Moreover, ghosts themselves are good at seduction. Xiahou swordsman had just lost the sword competition and was ridiculed again. It was the time when he was impetuous, so it was not surprising that he fell into the way of a female ghost.

"Xiahou, it's getting late, and demons and ghosts are rampant nearby. Why don't you stay here for one night and leave tomorrow?" Chu Linyang said loudly.

Hmph, swordsman Xiahou snorted coldly, put his sword back into its sheath, glared at Yan Chixia, and jumped to the second floor.

Xiahou swordsman was so embarrassed that he wanted to tap his foot on the ground, and someone gave him a step, so of course he went down smoothly.

After being interrupted like this, Yan Chixia also stopped thinking about continuing to preach. In fact, after so many years of interrupting, he was indeed a little irritable.

The world is difficult, and it is too late to subdue demons and help the court. How can he have the time to compete with Xiahou swordsman every day, and he has not made any progress in the past seven years, but is about to go mad.

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