Swordsman of the World

Chapter 147
In the desert, Yang Dong and Mo Xiaolang are dividing up the belongings of the four demon cultivators.

Except for the white-faced demon cultivator known as the young master, who has some good treasures in his pocket, the other three are nothing good, maybe they all want to come here with nothing to earn a fortune and go back home, right?

There is not much difference between the magic cultivator and the general sword cultivator, but there is a demonic desire, and at the same time, the sword energy is full of blood.

Most of the magical skills are instant, and they like to plunder other people's sword embryos to refine them. Those who are adventurous will force the fusion, but ninety-nine out of ten will fail. Mo Xiaolang is lucky.

Yang Dong found an ingenious puppet from the young master's waist pocket, which was a woman.

It's still a bit dirty, probably from being used.

He shook his head, this young master of magic cultivator can really play, and the clever puppet can also do it. Yang Dong put it away, and can use it for his sister in the future, making her illusion more powerful.

After the loot was divided, Yang Dong talked about the jade pendant again.

Yang Dong squeezed the jade pendant in his hands, and said: "Although this jade pendant is not mine, I cannot give up its owner. Since you have chosen not to be my enemy, then you cannot attack its owner. "

Mo Xiaolang nodded: "You saved my life, I will not be ungrateful and deal with you. But at least I will kill those who do it."

Yang Dong waved his hand, stopped him from speaking, and said: "For now, we have to figure out how powerful this demonic cultivator is. Is it the idea of ​​some demonic cultivators alone to chase and kill your relatives for the sake of the demon energy, or is it the powerful demons behind him?" The idea of ​​repairing."

Mo Xiaolang understands that there is a big difference between whether the person who killed his parents was a powerful master, or a small boss who made his own decisions.

Yang Dong asked Mo Xiaolang to burn three of the corpses separately so that no trace was left.

And he left behind the body of the young demon cultivator, and then used the soul listening relic to inquire about the news.

After he broke through to the Great Sword Master, it became much easier to control the Tinghun relic, he didn't feel tired so easily, the power of the sword fetus was also abundant and powerful, and he spent more time inquiring about the soul of the dead.

After interrogating the dead soul, he found out that this young master is called Bai Fuzi, and his father is a master of magic, named Tian Zi, who is trained in the sword sect, occupies the mountain as king, and has many masters of magic under his command.

They have tattoos of jade pendants on their wrists, that's because they all belong to a powerful Demon Sect, the Immortal Demon Sect, which means attachment, subject, and obedience.

There are many demon cultivators with such tattoos like them, all of them are from different forces, and they are dissatisfied with each other, but they only obey the orders of the immortal demon sect.

But the Immortal Demon Sect is in the area of ​​Tiandang Mountain, so they seldom come here for activities.

It was Tianzi and his brothers who attacked Wanbao Pavilion last year, scrambling for the demon energy, and killing Mo Xiaolang's relatives!
Because that Tianzi was already in the late stage of the Sword Sect, and he was trying to go further, and he just learned that Mo Xiaolang's parents had a portion of the demon energy, so he came up with the idea of ​​robbing and intercepting him.

And this white float had participated in it back then!

Yang Dong told Mo Xiaolang what he found out from the inquiry.

Mo Xiaolang thought that Yang Dong had some kind of soul-searching secret method, although it was a small misunderstanding, but the result was the same.

He was so angry that his eyes were about to burst into flames, and just to break through, just to improve his cultivation, he killed the whole boat of people.

He took out a whip from his waist pocket, and slapped Bai Fuzi's body one after another, whipping the corpse fiercely.

Mo Xiaolang whipped the corpse for more than three hours, and the sky was bright.

He stopped breathlessly, fell headfirst to the ground, and cried out, "Father, mother, uncle... Little Wolf will find a culprit for you first, and I will make up the rest one by one to pay homage to your spirits in heaven."

Yang Dong watched from the side, patted him on the shoulder, and said: "Don't be too sad, if you know who the murderer is, you won't be afraid that the murderer will run away. Let's keep the body, and let Tianzi see the fate of all the evildoers."

Mo Xiaolang hummed and followed Yang Dong back to Loulan Shacheng.

They didn't deal with Bai Fuzi's body. The real opponent was called Bai Zi. He would see his son's body, which made him often suffer from the pain of losing his loved ones.

On the way, Mo Xiaolang asked cautiously: "Brother, then, my revenge has nothing to do with the owner of your jade pendant? You said, that tattoo was only obtained by a demon cultivator attached to the Immortal Demon Sect, then It is difficult to say where the jade pendant came from due to the power of many demon cultivators."

Yang Dong nodded and said, "Yes, the problem we were struggling with before is not a problem now."

Mo Xiaolang was overjoyed, put his arms around Yang Dong's shoulders with a smile, and said: "Ha, that's good, you help me too, slaughter all the demon cultivators, don't let them harm the world, and keep everyone safe, that's our right way What a sword cultivator should do."

"I don't have that kind of free time." Yang Dong glanced at him, very relieved, this kid can change his mood quickly enough, fortunately he is optimistic by nature.

Although Yang Dong was not very interested, Mo Xiaolang still hooked his shoulders and laughed non-stop.

The two returned to Loulan Sand City. The atmosphere here was the same as yesterday. The battles were not absent, but they were all outside the desert, and the Tongchang Sword Cultivators went out in small groups.

And Loulan Sand City became a place for them to rest and cultivate.

When Yang Dong returned to the attic, he wanted to return the jade pendant to his sister, but would she complain that he suddenly knocked her out?
However, Song Muqing bit her lips angrily when she woke up, and said, "Brother is a bad guy! Qing'er ignores you."

"Uh..." Yang Dong was confused and didn't know what to do, so he immediately coaxed: "Qing'er, don't be angry, look, haven't I settled the matter? I asked about very important news. Perhaps Mo Xiaolang's hatred has nothing to do with us, so you don't have to worry about it."

Song Muqing's expression was happy, and then she said angrily: "I won't listen, I won't listen, brother is a bad person, Qing'er ignores you."

Yang Dong smiled awkwardly, and forcibly hugged Song Muqing into his arms.

"Yeah?" Song Muqing was taken aback. She was ashamed and happy at the same time. She struggled twice, but she couldn't break free. She said coquettishly, "Brother, bad guy, Qing'er won't give in to you."

Yang Dong hugged his younger sister, forcibly pulled her over, stretched out his hand to pinch her face, the soft, slippery skin was very tactile.

He said with a straight face: "If you are angry again, brother will be angry."

Song Muqing waved her pink fist and slapped her aggrievedly: "No, I don't, it's obviously my brother who made a mistake, why are you angry with Qing'er? Well, Qing'er was wrong."

In the end Song Muqing compromised, she fell into Yang Dong's arms, hugged his burly waist, and acted like a baby to her heart's content: "However, brother, you have to accompany me today, you are not allowed to run away by yourself."

Yang Dong immediately agreed, it was more important than anything else that his sister didn't annoy him.

Afterwards, he told Song Muqing everything he knew so that she would be mentally prepared.

Yang Dong felt that his sister's identity and background might have something to do with the Immortal Demon Sect.

But Song Muqing chuckled, and said disapprovingly: "Listen to you, there are quite a few demon forces attached to the strongest demon sect, and they all have tattoos of this jade pendant pattern. My identity is even more complicated. My parents belong to a certain family. A demon cultivator of a small power is not sure, how could it be so easy to get involved with the Immortal Demon Sect? Since the Demon Sect is powerful, how could their descendants be hunted down and not protected?"

After listening to her analysis, Yang Dong seemed to think it made sense.

Song Muqing stretched out two jade fingers, and said: "One more thing, I don't like Mo Xiu, I would rather not have anything to do with Mo Xiu. They like to kill and plunder, I can't accept them at all, even if we recognize each other, I'm afraid it's a military meeting."

Yang Dong pinched her cochlea, and said lovingly: "No, maybe your parents are the kind of good people who were chased and killed because they wanted to get rid of the evil way and return to the right way, and then got my parents' love." It was only because of your help that I brought you to Yangjiabao, but your parents are actually good people."

Yang Dong chatted with Song Muqing for a while, and it was noon, he didn't feel tired, so he decided to take her out for a walk to practice.

Unfortunately, Zhao Long'er also had this plan, and Mo Xiaolang was a lot more honest, meditating in the attic and practicing "One Thought Rest" to lay a solid foundation for spiritual thoughts.

Accompanying the two girls, Yang Dong walked around the city first, first to buy some women's things for the two girls, and second, to see if there are any wood spirit tribe members in the city.

It is not easy for others to distinguish, but Yang Dong, who has practiced "Taiyi Divine Body", is easy to distinguish.

Along the way, Yang Dong really found one or two, but they were very cautious and careful, and only appeared in Yang Dong's sight for a while.

But looking at their strange actions, it seems that they are plotting something, and they are not willing to let the whole family be wiped out like this.

"Brother, do you think Senior Sister Long'er looks good in this?"

"Brother? Hey, look here?"

"Brother! You are in a daze again. If you don't look at beautiful women, what are you looking at?"

ah?Yang Dong was called out three times before he came back to his senses. Remembering that he was still in a magic weapon workshop for accessories, he asked in a daze, "What's wrong?"

Song Muqing put her hands on Xiaoman's waist, and said, "I said, Senior Sister Long'er looks good wearing this?"

Yang Dong followed her line of sight, only to see that Zhao Long'er was wearing a magic weapon in the shape of a hairpin. This low-grade magic weapon, in addition to being beautiful, also had some special small formations.

This hairpin has the function of avoiding dust, just like the Taoist robes they wear, which are generally not contaminated with dust, and the function is the same.

There is a green jadeite on the hairpin, which is quite beautiful.

Yang Dong replied: "Boss, how do you sell this hairpin? I want it."

Zhao Long'er was stunned. She didn't expect Yang Dong to buy it as soon as he said it. Due to her different seniority, she was a little restrained and said shyly, "Thank you, Uncle Yang."

Yang Dong waved his hands, he didn't take it seriously, and said: "The hairpin is very beautiful, it suits your clothes, and it also suits a beautiful woman like you."

Zhao Long'er's face turned even redder, and the corners of her mouth raised, unable to suppress a trace of joy.

After the three of them wandered around, they decided to go out of the city to try their luck and find members of the Muling tribe.

Because last night he used the relic of listening to the soul to inquire about Bai Fuzi's dead soul, it was all related to the Immortal Demon Sect, Yang Dong forgot to ask how many demon cultivators in this desert had their eyes on the Demon Qi.

So he wanted to find some demon cultivators and find out what kind of demon cultivators came.

Inquiring about news is the first thing Yang Dong likes to do in various situations, so as not to let himself be an adventurer who doesn't know anything.

(End of this chapter)