I have mixed experience with Uncle Jiu

Chapter 278
The Li family was completely destroyed, and none of the six monks survived; the house in the family was burned, and hundreds of years of foundation were destroyed.

This news exploded in Pingping City instantly like a depth bomb, and ordinary people at the bottom all clapped their hands and cheered when they heard about it. the countryside.

What happened to old man Su is just a drop in the ocean, a small case.

However, as to who actually did such an earth-shattering event, the folks couldn't help but have different opinions for a while, and they speculated endlessly among themselves.

It is said that the royal family in the south of the city has long been dissatisfied with what the other party has done, and invited monks with great supernatural powers from the outside world to suppress this person.

It was also said that it was Li Wenjie whom the Li family had been searching for before. He was a strange man born of heaven and earth, with a height of more than eight feet and a width of more than eight feet.

For a while, this matter became the talk of the idle people in the city, even the lecturer in the teahouse also took a slap in the face, shook his head and falsified the matter, and narrated it eloquently. .

And the instigator of all this, Lin Sheng, had already left Pingping City overnight in a Shenfeng boat, and at this time he had already traveled hundreds of miles away.

However, in the midst of the wind and rain in the city, there was a woman in aqua-green clothes. When she heard these rumors, her face became worried, and she bowed to a small Buddha statue in front of her with her hands clasped together.

There is an open tea shop three hundred miles away from the city, covered with black gauze to block the scorching sun, and a few tables are scattered below, besides that, there is a half-person-high wooden plaque hanging beside it, which reads: The word "tea shop".

Those who go to and from the city will inevitably ask for a cup of herbal tea in a tea shop to avoid the scorching sun and cool off the heat.

A young man, who seemed to have come from afar, wiped the sweat from his forehead and sat down slowly at the tea shop table.

I saw that the young man was wearing a blue cloth strip on his head, and tied his long black and bright hair in a ball to the center, with a gray cloth pocket tied around his waist; he was wearing a blue cloth shirt with a black belt on the hem, He wears black boots; his complexion is dark, his eyes are sharp, his nose is straight and his mouth is square, and he is more than seven feet tall.

After the young man sat down with a golden knife, he slapped the three coins on the wooden table and called out: "Xiao Er, bring a pot of herbal tea."

The person who came was naturally Lin Sheng. He traveled day and night to more than three hundred miles away from Pingping City. At this time, he planned to rest temporarily at a small teahouse on the outskirts of an unnamed city.

The shop waiter unceremoniously put the three Wen coins on the table into his belt, and immediately responded: "That's it."

After a while, a pot of tea was served on the table. The teapot was about the size of a palm and had a reddish-purple appearance. There was also a picture of a tea tree engraved on its surface.

The whole body of the tea is like ink, and its appearance is a bit like the sour plum soup of later generations. There are a few grass leaves in it, which is not cold at any time, but after drinking it, I still feel an indescribable coolness.

Can't help but praise the good tea, and then slowly think about the follow-up.

Right now the Li family has been destroyed by his own means, the news may have already spread in Pingping City, and by the time Tuobajiao reacts, this matter should have already been settled.

After all, most of the Tuoba Sect's cultivators entering the country today are still seeking opportunities at the Demon King's Tomb on the outskirts of Baiyan City.

Mentioning the tomb of the Demon King, Lin Sheng couldn't help but frown secretly. He thought that there would only be some magic weapons for monks in it. He had already obtained the origin of the black gold with dragon patterns, so he didn't need to grab other things by force.

But I don't want to, the place has been in trouble for more than half a year now, and my original worry that the origin of the dragon pattern black gold will be discovered by others, so that the idea of ​​chasing and killing me has inexplicably come to nothing.

However, I heard that the supreme "Demon Scripture" of the ancient demon king seems to be found in the tomb after searching. In addition, there is also the ultimate weapon that accompanied the old demon king in his lifetime of battle.

It is indeed enough to make people crazy that these things have been handed down. You must know that this kind of ancient "Demon Scripture" is very likely to explore the ancient cultivation method from it, needless to say, the cultivation is advanced.

Those old guys who have been stagnant in a certain realm for a hundred years may get this ancient "Demon Scripture", and maybe they will be able to break through the bottleneck if they have some insights, and it may be possible to enter the realm once or twice.

It's no wonder that after such a long time, many sects are still heading towards that grave like moths to a flame.

Lin Sheng was thinking for a while, and at the same time he was slandering in his heart. He only hoped that those old fellows taught by Tuoba would never return, which would be the best.

Lin Sheng is still very clear about his weight. After obtaining the origin of the black gold of the dragon pattern, he is already content, and naturally he has no intention of trying to compete with those old immortals for luck.

This time, Lin Sheng wanted to go back to Master's Daozhuang, and take a look at how Master has been doing in recent years, and Master's place is still a clear place, where he can temper his black gold sword with dragon patterns. No.

What's more, although the Li family was destroyed this time and survived many times, the benefits gained from it were not infrequent. Naturally, Lin Sheng would not forget the master who led him into the Taoist sect.

After making up his mind, he steered the divine wind boat and disappeared from here in an instant amidst the roar.

After about two days, Shenfengzhou finally stopped slowly in a forest.Lin Sheng jumped down from the top, and then waved his sleeve robe, and the originally long Shenfengzhou turned into the size of a palm in an instant, and it became a stream of light, which was collected by Lin Sheng into the Qiankun bag.

Immediately, he twitched his nose, took a deep breath, and then murmured softly: "Gao Shulin, I'm finally back."

The scene of capturing the royal zombie that day is still vivid in my memory.

Lin Sheng couldn't help sighing, time is ruthless.

Then he strode towards the master's Daozhuang with big strides. After walking for about half an hour, a Daozhuang located among the mountains slowly appeared in front of his eyes.

Daozhuang sits north and faces south, with a horizontal length of more than thirty feet and a width of more than two feet. It leans against the mountains and forests. There is a wooden reclining chair not far from the door, and there is a yellow wooden bench next to the reclining chair. There is a cattail fan on the stool.

Presumably it was the place where Master used to enjoy the shade. There were four buckets scattered beside the wooden bench. Brother Jia Le used to carry these buckets into the mountains and dive into the water for a living.

Lin Sheng took one of them into his eyes, then calmed down, stood in front of the door and yelled at the door: "Master, senior brother, I'm back."

(End of this chapter)