Jiayou fun things

Chapter 470 Hu Ping
In Jiancheng, in the nameless courtyard, Mr. Tianshu woke up with slight convulsions.

Bai Yuan has a mean and ungrateful personality. When someone or something is useful to her, it is good for everything, and she can say anything; .

Mr. Tianshu figured out the action to lead Toutuo and his party, let Jianmen lead a group of sect masters to attack, and won a lot of money. At that time, Baiyuan's attitude towards Mr. Tianshu was naturally respectful, and he went to stay. Food, clothing, vehicles, etc. are all served properly, and all are top-notch hospitality.

But Mr. Tianshu took advantage of Lu Ni's secret loss and tried to calculate a number that was impossible to calculate. He was backlashed by heaven's secrets, damaged his foundation, and severely injured his soul. Baiyuan ignored him as a dead person.

A very secluded alley, a very simple small yard, there is a big ginkgo tree in the middle of the yard, the tree is now full of golden color, when the wind blows, the fallen leaves are like rain, sprinkled soundly on the roof and the ground.

Mr. Tianshu woke up to the sound of falling leaves.

He was lying on a rather shabby wooden bed made of hardwood, covered with a thin quilt of coarse cloth.There is no furnishings in the room, but in the corner of the room, there is a three-legged brass tripod weighing more than a hundred kilograms, which is lit with inferior spices, and the smell is a bit pungent, mixed with the smoky smell of burnt sawdust.

With a gloomy face, Mr. Tianshu stretched out his hand to touch the bed frame.

Tsk, it's made of ordinary pine wood, not to mention materials like heaven and earth spirit wood, it's actually far inferior to sandalwood, huanghuali and other materials that ordinary landlords like in the secular world.

Stretching out his hands to pinch the quilt covering his body, the fabric was so rough—Mr. Tianshu seemed to have seen a big man with a thick face, tossing about on the loom with rough hands and feet, and it was so rough that there was even a A gauze material?

When Mr. Tianshu's well-maintained fingers touched the sheet, he even felt that he was touching a piece of sandpaper!
With a click of his mouth, Mr. Tianshu staggered and propped up his upper body with difficulty.

He looked down at his body... Tsk, he spat on the ground in disgust - he was naked from the top, but he was wearing a pair of trousers on the bottom, but it was obvious that no one had given him it for seven or eight days. Wipe the body, let alone bathe.

A cultivator's body is clean, and it stands to reason that even if he does not take a bath for ten or twenty years, there will be no dirt or greasy matter.

However, Mr. Tianshu's mind and soul were severely injured, his own cultivation base plummeted, and his body functions were also greatly damaged. Now his body is no different from that of ordinary mortals.Because of this, his body was covered with a thick layer of stains. He lowered his head and sniffed, and a strong smell of old sauerkraut came to his face.

"The morals of the world are cold, and people's hearts are not ancient." Mr. Tianshu was so angry that he trembled all over.

He is a casual cultivator and has no sect or family backer. His ability to measure the secrets of heaven is his biggest backer and strongest hole card.When he was in his prime, wherever he went, didn't groups of masters and famous figures always worship him, coax him, support him, and flatter him?
But I was only bitten by the secret once...

With cold hands and feet, and a chill in his heart, Mr. Tianshu muttered in a low voice: "It's better to go back, it's better to go back...to do everything today, in the future...today..."

Mr. Tianshu was silent for a while, and then punched the bed frame hard.

It seems that he can't do anything in the future.

He is only proficient in divine secrets and divination techniques, but he knows nothing about all kinds of supernatural powers and mystical techniques such as fighting and fighting.A decent monk who defeats or even kills his opponent across a large realm can be called arrogance and evildoer.And Mr. Tianshu, he can easily be overthrown by a monk who is two realms shorter than him!
That's no fun.

Standing up tremblingly, he searched around the room, but couldn't find even a piece of clothing.

Mr. Tianshu was silent for a while, rubbing his right hand on a dusty stone ring worn on his left middle finger for a while, a little mana in his body poured into the ring, and a set of clothes and several pill bottles flew out of thin air.

He put on his clothes, opened the pill bottle, and swallowed a few pills full of inspiration and radiance. After a while, Mr. Tianshu felt that his body had strength, and strands of soft and clear magic power emerged continuously.With a light flick of his finger, all the stains and strange smells on his body flew out in a gust of evil wind.

With a bang, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy with rough hands and feet, a simple head, and a rough appearance ran into the room headlong.

The boy's eyes widened in surprise: "Yeah? Old man? You're not dead? Hey, this is troublesome. When they say you die, report to them. I can get a reward for collecting your body. "

"Why don't you die?"

"If I knew it earlier, I would follow the method of the three dogs on the street. When feeding you medicine, add a handful of arsenic to your soup, and you would have been whining!"

The young man shook his head and stamped his feet in grief: "Oh, you're not dead, so I won't be able to get the reward?"

Mr. Tianshu gritted his teeth firmly.

He made a little calculation, although he couldn't figure out anything too miraculous and lofty at the moment, but at least he could calculate the date and hour.Then he felt sick for a while, he had been in a coma for so many days, and it was such a naughty child who was taking care of him?

Mr. Tianshu was so angry that smoke was coming out of his nostrils.

In the past, he was obsessed with cleanliness. No matter where he went, he was always served by a little girl with a soft figure, a delicate face, and a sweet and crisp voice... If this kind of young man dared to touch His daily utensils are basically to be beaten to death!
"Heh, heh heh... In this life, I will never do any divination for Jianmen again." Mr. Tianshu said angrily, "Too much deceit, too much deception!"

With a flick of his sleeve, Mr. Tianshu waved silently, and wiped his face with his left hand. His appearance suddenly changed, turning into a dark-skinned, wrinkled, and a goatee beard growing on his chin. old man.

The young man screamed in horror, and ran out while rolling and crawling.

"To hell, to hell, this old wax gourd will change his face!"

Mr. Tianshu snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and blasted out a wave of magic power. The boy's body froze suddenly, and then exploded into blood mist with a 'bang'.

"I don't know why!" Mr. Tianshu strode out of the room with a gloomy face, opened his eyes suddenly, and looked in all directions.His roots have been damaged, his spirit has been severely injured, and he can no longer use many brilliant methods, but the most basic technique of qi-watching has almost become his instinct, which can still be used.

Looking at it at a glance, Mr. Tianshu shivered.

In his eyes, the entire Sword City was covered by a thick layer of blood, and the source of the blood was in the east of the Sword Washing Pool—that direction, it had almost turned into a sea of ​​blood, red and purple, Purple and black.

There is a heavy robbery!
"But I won't tell you!" Thinking of what he saw and heard when he woke up, Mr. Tianshu looked at the simple and shabby courtyard again, stomped his feet, hurriedly opened the courtyard door, and went straight to the void of Jiancheng leading to the outside world Move array.

The sword city stretches for hundreds of miles. Every year, every month, and every day, monks from all directions come to seek the sword like a swarm of locusts, densely covering the sky and covering the ground.Therefore, the Void Teleportation Formation in Jiancheng is busy with business, and the daily flow of people is huge.Jiancheng has arranged thousands of large and small void teleportation arrays inside and outside the city, and this barely meets the needs of customers.

The Void Teleportation Array naturally has a strange spatial fluctuation spreading outward all the time.

This kind of spatial fluctuation, in the eyes of a master of astronomy and divination like Mr. Tianshu, is like a lighthouse in the dark night, extremely vivid.He went straight to the void teleportation formation closest to him, regardless of which direction the teleportation formation led, he left Jiancheng first.

A few days ago, he showed Bai Yuan a look, and he saw a lot of things, but he was afraid of the power of Jianmen, so he dared not say anything.

Is this white turtle... In the eyes of Mr. Tianshu, he is a short-lived ghost who deserves to die young. He has no blessings in his life. He can control his father and mother against his relatives. The best Sangmen star raised by nature!

However, there was a big man with an extremely heavy, noble, and indescribable dignity, who used heaven-defying means to forcibly change her fate and suppressed her fate, so that she could grow up peacefully and even be able to live in Jianmen. Calling the wind and calling the rain, doing whatever they want.

The strength, fate, aura, etc. of those big men...Mr. Tianshu dare not predict!
But he can see through Bai Yuan's heart. This is a top-notch villain. If you get too close to her, you will either be sheltered by the weird power of fate in her, and follow her to call the wind and rain and do whatever you want, or Will die a miserable death.

Poor Mr. Tianshu, the unlucky guy who was not protected by that power of fate and became extremely miserable!
"Leave quickly... From now on, don't deal with Jianmen. This ghost woman, if I get a little closer to her, I will die without a place to bury me!" Mr. Tianshu complained.

He hurriedly crossed the streets and alleys, and came to a large courtyard with an area of ​​more than [-] acres, and the front door was full of traffic and crowds.Bursts of strange light continuously poured out from the courtyard, and powerful spatial fluctuations continued to strike.

Mr. Tianshu hurried into the yard, found the deacon of Jiancheng who was in charge of the Void Teleportation Formation, paid a sum of spirit crystals at will, and casually reported a place to go.

The Void Teleportation Array in front of him suddenly lit up, and a large number of figures emerged from the strange light.

Tall and short, seven long and eight short, fat and thin, black and white, handsome and ugly, all kinds of men and women poured out from the void.Mr. Tianshu glanced at these people, his body froze suddenly, and his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinprick.

This is a group of... Damn it, the fierce gods who kill thousands of swords!

Among the crowd, a young man with a pale complexion, hanging eyebrows, triangular eyes, slack and shapeless walk suddenly looked at Mr. Tianshu: "Yeah? What are you looking at me for? Such an ugly old man, look What am I doing? Ah? You fell in love with my beauty, young master, and want to plot against me, young master?"

Mr. Tianshu turned around and ran away without saying a word.

The young man leaped forward, grabbed a serrated nine-ring machete with his right hand, and sliced ​​Mr. Tianshu in two with a 'puchi' sound.

(End of this chapter)