Look In the Mirror

  Chapter 128 Yunshui Wuxin

   "Isn't this the eldest son?"

   A chuckle sounded from behind.

  He Lianbo's complexion changed slightly when he heard the words, and he turned around slowly.

  The man was dressed in white, held a sword in one hand, and put the other behind his back, with the corner of his mouth raised slightly, as if mocking.

  He Lianbo reacted very quickly, clasped his fists in both hands, and nodded slightly: "So it's Mr. Hongfei."

  He smiled on his face, but was extremely disturbed in his heart.

  Senior Brother Hongfei is a disciple of the Diancang Sect and a helper He Lianbi found.

  For Helian Bo, this is a big threat.

  Dian Cang Hongfei squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the calm and calm No. 1 rich man in front of him.

   "Did the eldest son find the Lingzhu?"

  The world knows that this son has no wrists, no city, and even his cultivation is useless.

  But he is the eldest son of the Helian family, and he is also a stumbling block on the way for the younger brother to become the city lord.

  It’s true that there is a way to heaven if you don’t go, but there is no way to **** if you break in.

  Hongfei was secretly happy, and his hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

  He Lianbo suppressed the throbbing in his heart: "Haha, I haven't found the Lingzhu yet."

   "However... I found a clue."

   Speaking of this, He Lianbo deliberately reached out and pulled out his bamboo stick from his arms.

   At first, Hongfei thought he was playing tricks, but after a closer look, there seemed to be words on the bamboo stick.

  I couldn't help but feel happy, and subconsciously reached out to grab it.

   At this moment, his eyes were wide open, and he looked down at the half of the sword tip protruding from his chest, his eyes were full of disbelief.

  The outstretched hand was fixed in mid-air like this until the body fell down.

   And a figure in black came out from behind him.

  quack quack~

   The ghost crow flapped its wings and flew over, landing on the shoulder of the black-clothed figure.

  He Lianbo looked at the mysterious person in front of him indifferently, and said softly: "He Cangwu, the ghost crow messenger."

  The figure didn't reply, just stepped a little, and walked deep into the bamboo forest.

   Only He Lianbo was left looking at the corpse on the ground thoughtfully.

  Before participating in the contest of capturing bamboo shoots, He Lianchen, the lord of Anhou City, once hinted to He Lianbo that after entering Fengbai Mountain, there will be masters protecting him in secret.

  But He Lianbo never thought that the master who protects him will be the ghost crow messenger of the ghost sect.

  Ghosts teach cruelty and murder, and they like to torture the soul most. They are feared existences in the whole southern border.

  Moreover, in recent years, the Ghost Sect has become more reckless and began to integrate the Southern Border Demonic Dao with great fanfare.

   Faintly overwhelmed the Orthodox Diancang faction.

  Why did He Lianchen come to the ghost sect?

  He Lianbo stood up, looked away from Hongfei, looked at the deep bamboo sea, and murmured: "Father...son can't see through you more and more."

  …

   "Stupid pig, shut up!"

  Guisun was facing the bamboo forest, Lisao was on its back, grabbing its ears with both hands, and pulling it back vigorously.

  The grandson of the turtle suffered from the pain, and he took a few steps back in a 'hum huh huh'.

  Li Sao hurriedly jumped off his mount, and pawed in the mound.

  Finally, a forearm-long bamboo shoot was dug out. The bamboo shoot was green with stripes on it. Unfortunately, the tip of the bamboo shoot was missing a piece, and the juice flowed out, and the fragrance was tangy.

  Li Sao hugged the bamboo shoots, eyes full of distress: "It's a pity, it's a pity, such a good bamboo shoot was eaten by the grandson."

   "I don't know if Daughter Village still recognizes her."

   "Hey, hey, hey~"

  Gie Sun arched his nose and paced around, obviously very dissatisfied with being cut off from the middle by Li Sao.

  Li Sao rolled his eyes and scolded: "Stupid pig, if you can still find the bamboo shoots, I'll give you this one."

   "Hey, hey, hey~"

  Guisun twisted his buttocks, sniffing around.

  Suddenly, it looked towards the direction of the bamboo forest, feeling a little more vigilant.

   Soon, a voice came out of the bamboo forest: "It smells so fragrant, the little monk is really lucky."

  Li Sao's heart tightened, and a white dress flashed in front of his eyes.

  Looking intently, it was the disciple of the Dincang School who was following the Second Young Master in Chaofenglou before.

  At that time, he was holding Huaisheng, and was ridiculed for a while.

"It's you."

   Li Sao subconsciously took a step back.

  The man glanced at Lingzhu in Li Sao's arms, and the corner of his mouth curled up: "I heard that you are a monk from Shasheng Temple?"

   Li Sao subconsciously took another step back: "Amitabha, what does the benefactor want?"

   "I am Dian Cang Hongtu. I have heard that the Shasheng Temple has a profound inheritance. I have never seen it before. I would like to ask for advice today."

   Just as he was talking, his right hand was erected into sword fingers, and the flying sword hung in front of him with a '噗' sound.

  Li Sao knew in his heart that this catastrophe could not be avoided, so he did not hesitate at the moment, and directly resorted to "Forty Shapes of Avalokitesvara Holding Treasures".

  唰~

   Avalokitesvara Xinshou!

   With a punch, the surrounding blood mist evaporated.

  He himself practiced the "Blood Clothes Sutra", and his whole body turned red in an instant, like a blood man.

   Hongtu was naturally not to be outdone, the Diancang faction was good at swordsmanship, and the flying sword escaped in the blink of an eye, piercing the vital point on Lisao's chest.

  It's just that when Feijian touched the blood mist, it felt as if it was in the mud, and his mind was not very clear.

  Hongtu was startled inwardly, hurriedly dodged and withdrew the flying sword, and returned with a palm.

  Although the Temple of Killing Lives is not at the foot of the mountain all the year round, the name of Killing Lives to Prove the Way is still spread in the world.

  Especially the blood energy that kills and defiles people's magic weapon, so when Hongtu's flying sword stabbed just now, before he handed it all out, it was as if he was cut off by the blood energy as soon as he was infected.

  It's just Hongtu's palm, implying innate qi, the palm is so powerful that it completely envelops Li Sao.

  Li Sao's cultivation was not even a little bit worse, barely resisted the palm, and took three or four steps back before standing still again.

   "Hey, it can withstand the palm of my innate qi, not bad."

   Before he finished speaking, this time his body was full of energy like a cloud, condensing into the shape of little drops of water.

   "Yunshui Wuxin!"

  唰~

   Raindrops of hard energy hit Li Sao's body.

  Although Li Sao changed his figure, he still couldn't avoid it.

  I only felt that the raindrops were suffocating, and the vital points all over my body were slapped.

   "Hey, hey, hey~"

   At this time, the turtle arched its head. Although it was running extremely fast, Hongtu had already prepared for it. It just turned sideways, and the raindrops hit the turtle, and it stopped moving immediately.

  Diancang sect is famous for its 'sword hitting strange acupoints', and it is best at controlling the enemy's acupoints with true qi and gang qi.

   Seeing that a person and a pig were restrained, Hongtu paced forward, took out the spirit bamboo shoot from Li Sao's arms, and said with a smile:

   "If you step through the iron shoes, you will find no place to find, and you will never find anything..."

  Suddenly his complexion changed, and he finally realized that the bamboo shoot had been bitten.

   Hongtu's eyes were cloudy, he walked up to Li Sao, and asked, "How did you find this Lingzhu?"

  Li Sao was in a predicament, and his thoughts changed sharply: "This is a long story..."

  He is no match for his cultivation base, but his nonsense skills are not small.

   Immediately explained the method of finding the bamboo shoots.

   "You mean this is the secret art of Shasheng Temple?"

  Li Sao nodded affirmatively.

   Hongtu originally wanted to get rid of him immediately, but seeing the gnawed bamboo shoot in his hand, he was really unwilling.

   After thinking for a while, he decided to save his life first, and wait until he finds other spiritual bamboo shoots!

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