The misery begins with the sinner

Chapter 19 Sword Confucianism has no boundaries
The world of martial arts is so treacherous that no one can say that they can retreat safely.

But there is a kind of person that most people in the martial arts world are unwilling to offend. After all, no one can guarantee that they will not get hurt or get sick when traveling around the world.

In the room, the sword was close at hand and he was calm, but his eyes were unabashedly looking at the beauty in front of him.

The swordsman who left his name in the Sword Sea Hall of Fame has skin like mutton fat, delicate eyebrows, and a soft appearance, but it is difficult to conceal the frank temperament emanating from his eyes.

"Calm down, what are you looking at me for?"

No one had ever stared at him so unscrupulously, Cui Luohan scolded him with some displeasure.

If Qin Jiaxian hadn't personally invited him, Cui Luohan would have wanted to leave directly at this moment.

"Young lady has extraordinary swordsmanship, and I also have some knowledge of swordsmanship. I would like to ask for advice if I have the opportunity!"

"Let's wait until your poison is removed!" Cui Luohan unsheathed the Nine Heavens Spiritual Sword behind her back. As the sword energy surged, she used the Nine Heavens Sword Energy to clear the eight meridians of the sword.

"Penetrating hundreds of bones, nine needles fixing acupuncture points, nine needles hiding fire, one breath penetrating the body!"

The sword itself can suppress toxins with the divine elephant's prison-suppressing power, but now it is helped by this spiritual energy full of vitality.

With a thought in his mind, he let go of the suppression, and the energy and blood all over his body surged, and in an instant, a terrifying aura spread.

Cui Luohan, who was wholeheartedly using the Nine Needles Sword Qi to activate the vitality, felt the terrifying power of Qi and blood coming from the ancient wilderness.

His chest was clenched, and the breath of Zhiyang rushed down on his face, and his face couldn't help but reveal a look of surprise.

Looking at the sword in horror, he saw a steady stream of black aura being forced out of the acupoints around his body.

The originally pale complexion became more and more rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not long after, the sword was close at hand and he slowly drew back his power, only to see Cui Luo Han Xiang dripping with sweat. The look of horror on her face could not go away for a long time, and her body was trembling, as if she would fall down at any time.

Get up and get out of bed, lift the awe-inspiring energy in your body, and inject it into Cui Luohan's body to calm his body.

"Are you OK?"

"How can your qi and blood power be so majestic? Even a master of horizontal training cannot have such terrifying qi and blood power?"

"This is a secret!" Seeing her recovery, she smiled and said with a sword close at hand: "This is my last trump card, and now you can see it!"

Looking at that unreasonable and annoying smile, Cui Luohan frowned and asked, "Do you consider this a threat?"

The sudden words of displeasure made her a little confused. Jian Jiuchi thought to herself that he just saw a beautiful woman and looked at her a few more times. Do you have any thoughts about why you think the worst about people?

"Whatever you want is up to you! Thank you very much this time, I owe you a favor! As long as I am still alive in the future, I will definitely honor it."

Now that the toxin has been removed, he needs to seize the time.

Although the beauty is good-looking, compared to the jackal in the dark, Sword is still close to the jackal and feels that the jackal is more to his liking.

Picking up the Wuxia Sword, he opened the door and prepared to leave with the sword within reach.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he heard a voice from behind.

"Although your poison is difficult to detoxify, with the power of your Qi and blood, you can completely expel it on your own!"

"That's right!" Without looking back, the sword was close at hand and explained: "It's just that this will damage my body. With your help, I can restore my peak power without any damage. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Cui Luohan has a strong and direct personality, but she has never seen someone who is so unabashed about herself.

He recalled Jian Chuanchi's words in his mind, and when he was about to answer, he found that Jian Chuanchi had already left.

"What a strange person, who wants to discuss swords but leaves in such a hurry!"

Thinking secretly, Qin Jiaoxian quietly walked over from outside and immediately said to Cui Luohan: "Jade Hand Nine Needles is really a miraculous doctor. It only took a while for the sword to be restored within a short distance. It's really amazing!"

"Although it was me who took action, the detoxification was just an introduction. He just needs a chance of life, and he can force the toxins out of his body by himself!"

Qin Jiaxian seemed to have known about this for a long time, and said with a smile: "His abilities are indeed extraordinary, but he is also troubled, so it would be best if he could escape unscathed! Jie Fengdi said that this time Fudo City owes the girl a favor. !”

Cui Luohan was immediately amused when she heard this, and said: "He said he owed me a favor, and you guys from Fudong City owe me another favor. It seems that I have earned it this time!"

It was a bit surprising. I originally thought that the prostitution would be in vain if the sword was so close, but I didn't expect that I would accept the promise.

"Miss Cui, you are making a lot of money. Although he is mysterious, he is still a very good person. And he can do extraordinary things. Let me tell you, there was no return not long ago...!"

Just when Qin Jiaoxian was boasting to Cui Luohan about the sword technique of the day of no return, the sword brought two altars close to each other and left Fudo City.

The balance of the parties on the table is now in place, although the matter of Wind Trace still needs to be resolved.

But for the sword so close, it is necessary to seize the opportunity as soon as possible, just in case.

The three religions of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism are all present on the stage. Although the top masters have not yet been born, they follow the foundation of the three religions.

The ghost chess master suddenly reveals to the world the identity of the criminal who is close to the sword.

Then it is not only the three churches that are attacking themselves. Magical weapons such as the Holy Sword of the Three Religions will attract countless people to covet them, even if the city of Fudo is the guarantor.

I'm afraid there will be constant troubles. The most important thing is that I will be too busy at that time to have the opportunity and experience to deal with the unjust case. If the ghost chess master takes this step, although he is also in danger of being exposed, it is the lesser of two evils. The sword is so close that it will be difficult to move even an inch.

This is also something that I only thought of after thinking quietly in Fudo City these past few days.

Now, only by personally returning the holy sword in advance can we have a chance to argue.

Only the Confucian sect is the primary target of the sword. As for the Taoist sect and the Buddhist sect, regardless of their strength.

For those who are familiar with them, I am afraid that the moment the sword is handed over to the Holy Sword, I will be unable to do so.

As for the Mingde lineage of the Confucian sect that originally guarded the Holy Sword, there were five Confucian sages in the Haozheng Five Paths. According to memory, they were all gentlemen of the generation.

The most important thing is that if that person knew that the ghost chess master might still be alive, he might investigate.

Among the Haozheng Five Paths, there is only the third sword-burial grave, the pinnacle of the Confucian swordsmanship, and the only master among Jian Jianjian's original destiny. Jian Dian ordered his master to make a choice.

The clear dew washes away the dust, the sound of pines purifies the heart, the solemn palace is majestic, and the vast mountains and rivers stand forever.

Outside the Defeng Ancient Road, under a high mountain in the west.

According to the road view map obtained from the fake immortal of Qin.

After searching all the nearby mountains, Jian Qiuchi finally found the goal of his trip.

This place is only a hundred miles away from the Defeng Ancient Road. In the eyes of the world, it is just an ordinary barren mountain.

But when the sword was close at hand along the mountain road and reached the highest point, he immediately sensed an extremely obscure sword intention and finally smiled.

On a flat open space in front of you, there stood a grass pavilion.

There was no one as far as the eye could see, but in that simple thatched house, a faint and broad and tolerant sword intent spread out in the surrounding space.

I am absolutely sure that this is the person I am looking for. But looking at everything empty, the sword was so close that he couldn't help but feel an ominous feeling in his heart.

Even so, the sword was so close that there was no offensive probing.

No matter it is the cultivation of the owner of this place, or everything that he has experienced in the memory of the original trajectory sword.

They all made him admire him greatly. He bowed and saluted, and said loudly: "Junior, the sword is close at hand, and I came here to pay my respects to the master of swordsmanship!"

The clear voice echoed in the mountains, but no one responded for a long time.

I shouted a few more times unwillingly, but still got the same result.

The sword was close at hand, and he felt suspicious in his heart, and thought to himself: According to Jianru's ability, he could sense it when I stepped into the Western Mountain. Is this because he doesn't want to see me, or because he didn't find the right place?

With doubts in his heart, he looked at the thatched cottage with closed doors and windows, and put down the wine jar in his hand with his sword close at hand.

Wu Xia drew his sword out of his body, cautiously approached, and raised his hand to push towards the door.

squeak...

With the sharp sound of the wooden door shaft turning, the door of the thatched cottage was slowly opened.

Before he could clearly see the situation in the thatched cottage, he felt a shudder as the sword was close at hand, and the souls of the dead suddenly appeared.

"not good!"

He subconsciously blocked the sword, and the next moment a terrifying sharp energy swept over him.

The sword was so close that he couldn't react, and his body was thrown out involuntarily. When it fell into the dust, bloodstains were all over the body, and a touch of vermilion spurted out.

There was no time to check the injury, no time to protect himself, and his eyes were fixed on the door of the thatched cottage.

"Kill! Kill!..., the Yamata Evil God kills...!"

I saw a man with white beard and hair, endless evil power exuding from his whole body, a terrifying sword pressing against his body, and following his footsteps, he stepped out of the thatched hut.

Seeing this situation, the sword was so close that he just sighed that he was so unlucky.

"Sword Confucian Master, your evil power exploded at the wrong time!"

The crazy old man ruthlessly destroyed everything in front of him, and the sword became his only target of venting.

Evil light shone everywhere, and the old and vicissitudes of his eyes fell on the body of the sword.

Their eyes met, the sword was close at hand, and an extremely strong sense of humiliation could not help but arise in their hearts.

The top swordsman was controlled by evil forces and couldn't help himself.

How can a proud person allow himself to become like this?

As a fellow swordsman, at this moment the sword was so close that he seemed to feel the swordsman's mood, and he made a decision in an instant.

"You can only fight with all your strength, senior! No matter what, I will not let you be humiliated!"

(End of this chapter)