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Chapter 200: Open a mountain with one sword! 【Ask for monthly ticket】

Xu Changsheng originally wanted to resign, but Song Xin, who had sobered up, repeatedly tried to persuade him to stay, and finally had to agree to stay here for one night.

Dinner was no longer meat-shabu-shabu in a copper pot, but Tushan Qianqian cooking, and Xu Changsheng accompanied them to a family banquet.

After dinner, Xu Changsheng followed Song Xin for a walk in the mountains.

I also heard him talk about his relationship with Lou Zi.

As early as decades ago, Song Xin was able to hold Lou Zi firmly, and even pushed him to a desperate situation once, but in the end, Song Xin was not ruthless enough.

Despite his begging for mercy, he was still let go.

But he never thought that he would become a disciple of Wu Gui Zhenren afterwards, receive a reward, and his cultivation would advance by leaps and bounds.

That's why what happened today happened.

Song Xin also took this opportunity to tell Xu Changsheng that if there is a chance, he must not show mercy, he must not.

As the two walked, they came to a deep pool behind the mountain.

Song Xin pointed at the pool of water and said with a smile: "Brother Hu, if you are brave, you might as well try the power of this cold pool."

"Oh?"

Xu Changsheng reached out into the cold pool at Song Xin's signal.

Biting cold.

There is something strange about this cold pool.

Song Xin stroked his beard and smiled: "The temperature of the cold pond is extremely low, but it has never frozen. It is a rare quenching holy product. The reason why our Song family has been able to stand firm in these years is because of the cold pond water."

"And it also has another characteristic, that is, it is bottomless. Both the old man and the dog have tried it, but they have never succeeded."

"Brother Hu, why don't you give it a try?"

Xu Changsheng smiled and shook his head, "I'll forget it, I'm not good at water magic either."

At the same time, I added in my mind that there is only destiny [water transport].

"only……"

Xu Changsheng looked around, "Brother Song, why are you completely undefended?"

"If I didn't tell you, would you have imagined that this is the Kouhan Lake?"

Song Xin asked rhetorically.

Not only that, Xu Changsheng also used his spiritual consciousness to investigate, but found no clues.

"If I set up defenses here, I would attract more people's attention."

"It is."

After saying that, the two of them headed towards the front mountain. Xu Changsheng couldn't help but ask, "Why did Brother Song tell me such a secret place?"

Song Xin stopped and gave him a meaningful look.

"I, Song Xin, am just old, but not blind."

"Oh?"

Xu Changsheng wanted to continue to act stupid, but Song Xin said directly: "No one knows better than me whether the Song family has a trump card."

"And Lou Zi has been here several times before, but he has never run away in such despair as this time."

Song Xin shook his head as he spoke, "I, Song Xin, don't have much ability to begin with. I just made a few friends, that's why I'm here today."

"Brother Hu treats me, Song Xin, how can I, Song Xin, have anything to hide?"

"Otherwise."

Xu Changsheng looked at the old man in front of him who seemed stupid but not stupid. He silently clasped his fists and said nothing. He always felt that everything he said was a bit wrong.

I'm all sorry for this world in the old man.

So early the next morning, Xu Changsheng left a soul-restoring healing pill priced at no less than 40 green clam coins in the guest room where he stayed, and then left without saying goodbye.

In mid-air, the gourd goes straight to the west.

Looking at the high-spirited old man in front of him, the ghost in his ears always felt that the Xu Sheng in his mind seemed to be back.

No, I can’t say he’s back.

It's just more real.

Revenge when there is hatred, repay kindness when there is kindness, and repay kindness when there is pleasure.

This is the Xu Sheng in his mind.

Just like the pill given away this morning, for an ordinary person, this is indeed something that they cannot buy with all their wealth.

For 40 green clam coins, you can exchange them for a high-quality spiritual treasure anywhere.

Even for Xu Changsheng now, this was a considerable fortune, but he still gave it away without any scruples.

Practicing spiritual practice is not about sitting in meditation.

Isn't this a kind of practice?
"Xu Sheng, where are we going now?"

The kid asked knowingly.

Xu Changsheng sat squarely on the gourd, with a semi-immortal weapon placed flat on his knees.

Since the Spring and Autumn Sword, the natal flying sword, cannot be used on this trip, it would be the same to use the Wandering Dragon Sword that has never been unsheathed.

Oh no, I took it out once on the Qiantang River.

"Now of course it's time to reason with others."

Xu Changsheng said without changing his expression.

"That's it."

The kid is a yes man.

The little girl Gui Yinyin was sitting at the end, still playing with a small bamboo figure given to her by Tushan Qianqian, occasionally looking up and smiling innocently.

Xu Changsheng had asked Song Zhitian for the address of Guishan as early as last night.

So at this moment, all that was left was to hurry.

An hour later.

The gourd began to fall from the clouds. Xu Changsheng also swallowed a Qi-boosting pill beforehand, and then asked the kid to take Yin Yin and drive the gourd away.

He stepped on a whisk and came to a high mountain surrounded by ghosts.

There is no concealment of his cultivation.

Soon, the ghosts among them were noticed. A ghost that was also in the fetal breath realm rose from the ghost mountain. It looked like a drowned ghost. She scolded with a ferocious face: "How dare you come here to die." !”

Xu Changsheng didn't pay attention, and instead put one hand on the Wandering Dragon Sword carried behind his back.

When the Drowned Ghost saw that Xu Changsheng had not spoken, he immediately swung his body and rushed out of the Ghost Mountain.

She wanted to teach this old man who was looking for death a lesson!

Xu Changsheng exerted force suddenly, and the Youlong Sword was suddenly pulled out, and a burst of pure sword energy immediately rose up.

The drowned ghost stopped abruptly.

She was worried that if she moved forward, she would be shattered by the sword energy.

What caught her attention even more was that the old man's right hand in front of her was already dripping with blood from the sword energy, but he still didn't let go.

This is a lunatic!
Xu Changsheng was indeed a little crazy, and he felt it himself.

He had tried to pull out the Wandering Dragon Sword several times before, but he stopped every time when he felt pressured.

But this time is different.

As the sword blade was pulled out, he suddenly felt a great pleasure.

Perhaps it is because what he is doing now is in line with his sword intention of "wiping away all injustices in the world with the three-foot sword in my hand."

It may also be that he vaguely felt the improvement of his swordsmanship.

In short, he really wanted to see if he could pull out this semi-immortal weapon wandering dragon with his current cultivation level today.

As he continued to exert force, the sword blade that was originally deeply involved gradually revealed its true appearance.

The eight sword blades were all glowing with cold light, and more sword energy continued to emit from the scabbard, penetrating up and down, forming a sword energy light pillar in front of the ghost mountain.

It seems that a strange treasure is about to be born.

This vision immediately caused the ghosts in the ghost mountain to come out one after another. Those who dared to show their faces were naturally those ghost cultivators in the fetal breath realm.

As for the only Yin Shen Zhenren, he was still guarding the mountain, silently watching Xu Changsheng, the inexplicable invading enemy.

In the blink of an eye, the sword was halfway out of its sheath.

Xu Changsheng's entire arm became dripping with blood, but his wrinkled face was extremely happy.

Master Wu Gui also realized that something was wrong. He was worried that if it continued like this, he would wait until the old man completely pulled out the semi-immortal weapon.

My ghost mountain is really not enough for others to torment.

This is the thought.Master Wu Gui stood up directly from the ancestral hall. The Yin God suddenly appeared behind him and instantly transformed into the size of a hill. His hands were covered with corpses.

He closed his hands into fists and struck Xu Changsheng violently.

The other ghost cultivators in the Fetal Breathing Realm all gave way.

Xu Changsheng didn't even raise his head. As soon as he thought, an amulet began to burn. Suddenly, gravel appeared out of thin air, forming a barrier above his head.

Fist and stone intersect.

Suddenly, cracks appeared on the entire stone curtain.

But in the end, he still blocked the attack of this Yin Shen realm ghost cultivator.

Xu Changsheng was unmoved. While enduring the severe pain, he silently made a note in his mind. This talisman would cost at least five green clam coins.

We will find them one by one from this real Wu Gui later!
Not to risk losing money is a principle that Xu Changsheng has always adhered to.

In this short delay, two-thirds of the time the Youlong Sword had been unsheathed, and only the tip of the sword was faintly left inside.

Wu Gui Zhenren became more and more impatient. He took a step back and turned into countless ghost shadows, flying towards Xu Changsheng from all directions.

Like a moth flying towards the flame.

The sky was covered with clouds, and the ghost in the ear was sitting on the wine gourd. Looking at this scene, he was extremely worried.

"Brother Xiaogui, why don't you go help Grandpa Hu."

Yinyin looked at the ghost in her ears that was jumping up and down nervously, and whispered.

"No, they are too powerful. If I go, it will only distract Xu... Grandpa Hu."

"scare!"

The ghost in the ear clearly saw that Xu Changsheng, who was still missing the point of the sword, now saw the ghost coming to kill him, so he directly exerted force and drew violently.

Pulled out the entire Wandering Dragon Sword.

At this moment, thousands of sword energy soared into the sky, directly cutting Xu Changsheng's right hand into a bloody mess, and even the white bones with flesh and blood were faintly visible.

There was blood oozing from his mouth and he looked extremely crazy.

He was smiling, very happily.

On the contrary, the real Wugui figure stopped. All the ghost figures gathered together again and merged into one body. Seeing his appearance, they were about to retreat in a hurry.

And in his opinion, this is indeed the case, there is no way to retreat!
He could feel the extremely strong sword energy coming from the semi-immortal weapon. This kind of immortal weapon was fine if it was not unsheathed. Once it was unsheathed, it would take all the sword energy to stop.

As for the other ghost cultivators, when they saw that their mountain owners had fled, they turned around and left without saying a word.

Xu Changsheng held the Wandering Dragon Sword high with one hand, and then pointed it at the ghostly mountain.

A sharp strike with the sword.

Immediately, a straight golden line was drawn by the long sword, from high to low, from heaven to earth, containing endless sword energy.

The first thing to be chopped into pieces was naturally the paper-thin mountain-protecting formation. After passing through it, the golden thread remained intact.

Vaguely, countless ghosts screamed and fled in the ghost mountain, but the golden thread arrived in an instant.

The first is the Patriarch Hall, a hall made of black boulders. Under this golden line, it is not divided into two without any surprise.

Then came the entire mountain. Under Xu Changsheng's sword, it was as easy as cutting tofu with a knife.

Not the slightest surprise.

is the day.

Xu Changsheng is far away in Xiangzhou.

One sword, open the mountain!
And after he slashed out this sword, when he let go of his hand, the Dragon Sword turned into a stream of light and returned to its sheath. He took out two pills and stuffed them into his mouth.

One is to replenish Qi, and the other is to heal injuries.

There was no way, the injuries caused by the Wandering Dragon Sword were too great. Even though the sword energy had been slashed out, there were still countless subtle sword energy remaining on the injury on Xu Changsheng's right hand.

The Ghost Mountain, which was originally noisy and dusty, also fell into deathly silence after being opened by a sword.

Low-level ghosts can hide and run away.

As for the nearly ten ghost cultivators in the fetal breath realm, they stayed far away from this place of right and wrong.

Only the real Wu Gui, who had regrouped in the distance, looked at the old man sitting cross-legged on the fly whisk with a tangled expression.

He wanted to gamble, but he didn't dare.

He didn't know what the details of a Fetal Breath Realm Qi Practitioner who could travel far away with semi-immortal soldiers were.

All he knew was that there was only one semi-immortal weapon in the entire Baigui Mountain, and it was still incomplete.

Even so, the Red Ghost King who mastered the incomplete semi-immortal weapon is still the undisputed number one ghost king in Baigui Mountain.

Soon, Master Wu Gui didn't know what he thought of, and he grew evil and timid.

He shook his head.

He immediately rushed towards the old man sitting in front of the mountain gate.

Xu Changsheng had already noticed something strange about him. Seeing him coming to kill again, he silently dispersed the concealing spell.

In an instant, the fate effect of [The Underworld Walker] spread out.

Master Wu Gui once again stopped his figure. He looked at the old man who was not tall in front of him and felt a sense of respect from his heart.

He didn't know why, but now he just felt that it was his greatest honor to stand in front of this old man.

This was a feeling he had never had before when facing a ghost cultivator at the Yuanshen Lord level.

"Dare, dare I ask who this distinguished envoy is?"

Master Wu Gui lowered his figure, feeling that if he were any taller, it would be a huge taboo.

Xu Changsheng slowly opened his eyes and looked at the arrogant ghost cultivator in front of him, "I still like your unruly look just now."

"No no no."

Master Wu Gui waved his hand quickly, "I offended your envoy because of your ignorance. Please forgive me."

"Ah!"

Xu Changsheng sneered, "I come from hell."

Wu Guizhen's eyes widened instantly, "Yin, the underworld?"

That is another world, a world dedicated to ghost cultivators. If I can follow this messenger back to the underworld...

Master Wu Gui swallowed his saliva and his expression became more respectful.

"How much do you know about Baigui Mountain?"

"Hundred Ghost Mountain... the little one, the little one comes out of there, and behind you is the King of the Enchanted Ghosts in the Hundred Ghost Mountain."

Xu Changsheng thought for a moment and then made up his mind.

"lead the way."

"Yes!"

……

at the same time.

On the top of the Song family hill, in the courtyard where Xu Changsheng lived, Song Xin looked at the pill in his hand with an extremely complicated expression.

How could he not know what this is?
But they know each other, that's why they look like this.

There were footsteps behind him, and Song Zhitian walked over slowly and said softly: "Dad, Uncle Hu did leave early in the morning."

"Ah."

Song Xin let out a long sigh and said, "Tian'er, yesterday's meal of shabu-shabu in a copper pot was probably the most expensive meal my father ever had."

Song Zhitian didn't know about the life-saving pills yet, so he smiled and said, "Of course it's natural. A meal for you and Uncle Hu is naturally worth tens of millions of dollars."

Song Xin looked at his son who could never make a mistake no matter what he said, and stretched out his right hand.

Song Zhitian recognized what it was with just one glance.

"This this……"

"It was also given to you by your Uncle Hu."

At this time, Song Zhitian remembered something and hurriedly said: "Dad, Uncle Hu came to see me last night. He asked me about the location of Ghost Mountain."

A messenger sword talisman flashed across the sky.

Song Xin's spiritual consciousness attached to him, and he was stunned at first, then started to smile, and finally turned to laugh.

"Tian'er, put the wine on the table. I'm going to get drunk as a father today!"

Song Zhitian vaguely guessed that this matter might be related to Uncle Hu.

After Song Xin laughed, he looked at Song Zhitian and said:
"Your Uncle Hu is over there at Ghost Mountain."

"Create a mountain with one sword!"

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