lethal arsenal

Chapter 358 Chaos
Small porridge, pickles, roasted horse meat that bursts with fat, and burnt snake meat. The breakfast at Taiping Inn is quite good.

Lin Dong brushed the chili oil on the slightly curled snake meat and took one bite at a time. The meat was firm and elastic, and it was first-class delicious.

Mr. Quan on the side was sitting at the door, quietly looking at the wind and sand in the desert.

If it weren't for the ancient sword Tianquan he was holding in his arms, Lin Dong wouldn't be staring at the yellow-faced scholar.

Tianquan Sword, he remembered that it was flying towards the northwest.

And the pretty beauty named Yuehua Fairy also followed her all the way, but somehow ended up in the hands of Mr. Quan again.

Moreover, the Tianquan Sword at this moment seemed to be tamed.

The old monster Quan, Mr. Quan, pretends to be a romantic, but is actually a man known as the Heart-Eating Demon King, with terrifyingly extreme methods.

"Lin Qianhu, do you have free time today?"

Old Monster Quan suddenly asked.

Lin Dong's expression remained unchanged and he chuckled, "I have quite a lot of free time."

Sitting at the table opposite Lin Dong was Li Guishou. Hunruo didn't hear the conversation between Lin Dong and Old Monster Quan at all, thinking that he was a transparent person.

Li Gui was holding a bowl of porridge and a plate of pickles, eating happily in the vast desert.

The girl in white who loves to eat women's milk probably hasn't gotten up yet at this point.

As for the other two people, the old man with a scarlet eyebrow and the burly man, they were nowhere to be seen at the moment.

In addition to a series of swear words coming from the kitchen from time to time, the proprietress angrily called Baigui a bird, a fool, a thug, a scoundrel, and a bastard.

The entire front yard hall is actually very quiet.

The reason why Mrs. You, the proprietress, wanted to scold Baigui was just because the boy muttered, "The pickles are too salty..."

All in all, it was another day of fun.

"That's good. I'm going to pick up someone at Jianhu Pass later. Lin Qianhu has nothing to do. Why don't you come with me?"

Old Monster Quan laughed happily.

Lin Dong narrowed his eyes slightly: "Easy to say."

Pick up someone?

Pick up who?

Xu Tianxiong, who was sitting next to him, grabbed Lin Dong's wrist quite worriedly.

"Junior sister, it's really time for us to do some exercise. I slept all night last night and my muscles, bones and skin are very weak. By the way, we will go together later."

Lin Dong patted Xu Tianxiong's little hand.

He was worried about leaving his dear junior sister alone in the inn.

"Then there are Mr. and Mrs. Lao Xian."

Old Monster Quan cupped his hands and flicked the Tianquan Ancient Sword with his fingers, making a crisp sound.

Li Guishou, who was drinking porridge, looked strange. After thinking for a moment, he put down the porridge bowl, stood up suddenly and shouted to Mr. Quan, "Mr. Quan, I'm going too!"

Lin Dong frowned slightly.

What is the specific situation of Ghost Hand Li?
Do you think this is a good thing?

What is the purpose?
In addition, the relationship in this inn is really treacherous.

Lin Dong only felt that the current situation was a mess and it was impossible to sort it out.

……

"Finally, we are almost there. Just ahead is Jianhu Pass. Shen Lian, Shen Lian, you are obviously a martial artist, but why do you still have the pedantic air of a scholar about you? The worst thing is. Your cheap brother Lu Jianxing is much smoother than you."

Wei Zhongxian opened the carriage curtain and chuckled.

Since Shen Lian appears here, Lu Jianxing's ending is self-evident.

Wei Zhongxian is cunning and cunning. Even if he never breaks his word, how could he let someone betray him?

It was precisely because of his understanding of Lu Jianxing that Wei Zhongxian created the current situation and struggled to survive.

Shen Lian adjusted the reins of the war horse, sat in the driving seat of the carriage, and said disapprovingly: "Although Lu Jianxing is good at planning, the end he has met now is not good. Besides, do you dare to use him?"

"Hahaha."

Wei Zhongxian, who leaned out of the carriage, smiled and passed by, lowered the curtain and said a few words.

"Be careful ahead." Outside Jianhu Pass, on the official road.

Shen Lian couldn't help but his eyes widened, and then he stopped his horse and drew his sword. It turned out that a figure in a dark black robe appeared at the end of the official road.

Seeing the target coming, the black robe opened suddenly.

Densely arranged yellow talismans were attached to this person's chest.

"General Fujia!"

Shen Lian frowned.

If Lin Dong was here, he would have a clear understanding - the old demon White Flame Tiger he encountered in the Western Region War was dressed like this, with his whole body wrapped in talismans.

Just like the heavenly soldiers of the ancient Taoist sect, holding weapons and standing tall, they blocked the road in the middle.

On the cheek covered with talismans, only one eye was exposed.

The energy around his body seemed to be solid. Even though he was hundreds of feet away, Shen Lian still felt a mountain-like pressure from the other party's body.

"innate?"

Shen Lian looked at the visitor with some solemnity.

"The Fujia General is suspected to be the method of Chilong Island. It is quite mysterious. It is completely different from Zhengyi's Fulu. The Zhengyi Sect relies on the natural power of heaven and earth, and it is famous for its thunder method. The talismans of the Red Dragon Path are vaguely related to the evil gods in the sea. It is said that to refine this method, you must first use the body of the first-level climber."

"Then slowly make the talisman armor, stand the body up on poles, peel off the tendons in the flesh and blood, but do not destroy the inside, just pick out some of the tendons to plant the talisman."

"After planting the talisman, apply special potion and hang it for 49 days until the talisman penetrates the flesh and blood and becomes the armor. During this period, various secret medicines must be applied continuously. When the talisman is finally completed, start from the The head is driven into the ghost of a hundred-year-old ghost, and the talisman is immediately sealed. Finally, this thing that harms Tianhe is formed. Once it is formed, it will have the combat power to reach the peak of the innate realm."

"If there is another chance to withstand the spring thunder, the old ghost in the talisman will be able to reverse life and death and become the supreme Da Dong Xuan of Taoism. No one can control it in the future."

Wei Zhongxian spoke in an orderly manner, with a serious look on his face.

The sound passed into Shen Lian's ears like a gurgling stream.

Shen Lian gently wiped the sword blade, his eyes widened, staring at the Fujia General, "Is there no shortcomings?"

"Yes, but not now, unless-"

Wei Zhongxian's old voice lengthened.

"Unless you do anything, you and I are both going to be in dire straits if we are still trying to keep it secret."

A red light like fire and blood rose from the Jingwei Sword. Shen Lian stepped on the carriage with one step, his body already jumped up, and he took the lead in attacking the so-called Fujia General.

"Unless it rains! If there is a thunderstorm, the power of this talisman will be reduced by at least [-]%."

Wei Zhongxian said slowly.

But at this moment, Shen Lian has already stepped forward to kill him. Shen Lian's strength is only at the level of the first level, and there is still a huge threshold before he is innate, and he has not yet crossed it.

But at this time, he risked his life and took the lead in drawing his sword and making a killing move.

Jingwei cries!

The red sword light, illuminated by the scorching sun, faintly distorted the restless air in the sky.

At this time, Shen Lian's state of mind was the same as that of the Jingwei who filled the sea. He was determined and had no regrets even if he died. The red sword glow looked at everything and swept towards the Fujia General.

General Fu Jia's originally careless expression changed slightly.

Fu Jia will be able to clearly feel the opponent's murderous intent. He can't help but tighten his grip on the euphorbia, and then directly use a simple ultimate move to sweep away thousands of troops!

At this moment, Shen Lian saw the Taoist Yunlu on the talisman.

The twisted tadpole is a wisp of ingenious creation. On the muscles, there are scarlet blood threads hooking the sickle talisman.

I also felt the energy that was stagnating around me, as if turning the surrounding air into rocks.

Just when he was about to let out a loud shout and break through these heavy shackles.

The big tree sweeps in!

The air was torn apart in an instant, and two sharp qi energies, working together up and down, were like an angry dragon probing its head, biting Shen Lian fiercely.

The wind pressure scratched Shen Lian's face at this moment.

Blood overflowed from his cheeks, and the Jingwei Sword slashed quickly. Three inches of sword energy intertwined into a hot sword net, trying to tear apart the angry dragon facing him, making a hissing sound.

"die!"

The fujia general burst out with a roar, and its breath was like a rushing river, hitting Shen Lian hard.

(End of this chapter)