flying sword

Chapter 41
Not long after, Xin Jiuli slowly recovered from the state of cultivation, glanced at Su Ziyu standing there and said lightly: "Ziyu, what time is it now?"

Su Ziyu respectfully said: "Brother, it has been three full months."

"Okay, it's time to go out, I think they should go too..."

Xin Jiuli's voice became smaller and smaller, until it was almost to the point that only he could hear it, so he changed his words and said, "Forget it, let's go around a bit and go out from another place."

He thought of the blood-eyed man again. Although he didn't know why the man left suddenly, he still didn't want to take any risks. There was a premonition that as long as the man moved his little finger a little bit, he would die without a place to bury himself.

Su Ziyu was overjoyed when he heard Xin Jiuli's words, obviously he also understood what Xin Jiuli meant.

Not long after, the two of them detoured in another direction. There were many more trees on this road than in other places, making it hard for people to see too far.

Therefore, Su Ziyu was extremely cautious along the way, observing everywhere from time to time, with a solemn face.

What surprised him was that Xin Jiuli didn't seem to be worried at all. He was very relaxed along the way, and he didn't care about other directions except scratching his head occasionally, as if he was not afraid of being attacked by monsters at all.

"Master, there is a breath of life three miles ahead, and it doesn't look weak..."

A sharp voice sounded in Xin Jiuli's mind. Xin Jiuli nodded secretly without saying anything, but his body stopped instinctively and said, "Don't go forward, go this way."

After speaking, Xin Jiuli walked to the left. Su Ziyu couldn't figure out what medicine Xin Jiuli sold in the gourd, but he followed.

After working hard for half a day, Su Ziyu was stunned. The Hundred Thousand Mountains are the habitat of monsters, but he followed Xin Jiuli and never met a monster.

Occasionally, one or two low-level monsters appeared, but before they showed up, Xin Jiuli killed them in the grass with the bloody flying sword.

This young man seems to have already seen everything around him! ! !
Under the sense of life of the sword soul, Xin Jiuli and his two walked out of the Hundred Thousand Mountains in such a safe way.

Xin Jiuli closed his eyes and sensed for a long time before letting out a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it should be safe here."

Su Ziyu was thoughtful when he heard this, a strange look appeared on his face, and he asked in confusion, "Brother, where are you going now?"

"Let's go to the Heavenly Demon Sect."

Lizhou is too dangerous, we must quickly find the sect of the Demon Sect as a backer, otherwise it will be very dangerous to continue wandering around, even with the soul of the sword.

"Strength is all strength! I will come back again, just wait, those who harmed me, I will return ten times and a hundred times the pain I have suffered to you!"

Taking a deep look at a certain direction of Shiwan Dashan, Xin Jiuli turned around and left this place resolutely.

...

Three days later, near a barren mountain, two men appeared here.

The leader was only 16 years old, and while fluttering in white clothes, he showed an aura of a king.

After looking at the barren mountain for a few times, the boy said to the older man beside him, "Are you sure this is it?"

"Brother, this is the mountain gate of our Heavenly Demon Sect."

Xin Jiuli didn't speak, but closed his eyes and began to sense.

"Sword Soul, what's the matter? You still can't feel the breath of life inside?"

"Yes master, there is no breath of life here at all."

A sharp voice sounded in Xin Jiuli's mind, the boy nodded and opened his eyes.

"Something's wrong, there's no one here."

"what…"

With a look of surprise on Su Ziyu's face, he said: "How is it possible, I have already informed the master with secret techniques that it is indeed here."

"Come on!"

An ominous omen rose in his heart, Xin Jiuli didn't explain anything, just turned around and left.

"Little baby, since you are here, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

An old voice sounded behind the young man, and Xin Jiuli secretly said "It's broken"

But I heard "Master" coming from behind me.

He turned around and found that Su Ziyu was half kneeling on the ground, looking at the old man with a solemn expression.

This old man seemed to be 80 or [-] years old, with white hair and eyebrows, but a strong spirit emerged between his brows, which made Xin Jiuli dare not underestimate him.

"How come, this person has no signs of life!!!"

Xin Jiuli was stunned when he sensed it slightly, no wonder the sword soul couldn't feel the breath of life, suddenly he seemed to remember something, and hurriedly sensed Su Ziyu's place.

Sure enough, Su Ziyu's aura also became extremely weak. If he hadn't focused all his attention and knew Su Ziyu's location clearly, he would never have felt that there was life there.

"kindness?"

At this time, the old man seemed to be very surprised by Xin Jiuli's reaction, and couldn't help but look at Xin Jiuli a few more times, "Little baby, what are you looking at?"

"It's nothing." Xin Jiuli waved his hand to change the topic, and said, "I don't know you, senior..."

Hearing this, Su Ziyu hurried forward and said, "Master, this person is the Xin Jiuli I told you about, and his magic skills are not inferior to disciples."

"It turns out that you are the ancestor of Huangquan. I have heard Ziyu mention your name a long time ago. It is my honor to meet you today."

Although Xin Jiuli had long guessed the identity of the old man, but when he really heard Su Ziyu say it, he still said it politely in his heart.

The old man stroked his white beard and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"This kid can be treated like this by Ziyu, it seems that he is indeed a talent."

Xin Jiuli, who was stared at by the old man, couldn't help but straighten his body. Under the old man's gaze, he had a feeling of being seen through, and he couldn't help but restrain the breath of the sword soul completely.

Not long after, the old man nodded slightly, changed his previous seriousness and said with a smile: "I ask you, do you really want to worship me as a teacher?"

The sudden question made Xin Jiuli a little at a loss, and he replied instinctively almost without thinking about it: "I am willing, master, please accept my disciple's worship."

After speaking, Xin Jiuli kowtowed five times on the ground.

Seeing Xin Jiuli doing this, Patriarch Huang Quan smiled even more intensely.

"Get up, Ziyu has already told me about your situation. Don't worry, our Tianmo Sect is absolutely safe. From now on, as long as you do good things for my ancestor, I will definitely not treat you badly."

"Ah, thank you, Master!"

Xin Jiuli, who had just got up, hurriedly knelt down and bowed twice when he heard this. The old man smiled even more, and he didn't notice that Xin Jiuli's eyes had turned cold.

(End of this chapter)