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How did the world change like this?

Is it because of the system or is it because of the connection between these worlds and China?

Lu Ren, who was holding a bunch of doubts in his heart, looked at the old man who was obviously dressed in a simple way, and said.

"This, er... old man, what's the matter?"

The old man looked around Lu Ren from a distance, and after looking at a stone in his hand, his tense expression eased.

"Young man, where did you come from, where are you going, and what are you doing here?"

good question!

The poor monk came from the Tang Dynasty in the east, and wanted to go to the west to learn scriptures. He came here to find some fairies to rest...

Of course, Luren's complaints in his heart won't show on the surface. He said calmly, "I went down the mountain to practice and found that there is a town here, so I came to rest."

"Is there an identity plate?"

Lu Ren didn't blink his eyes: "I dealt with a monster before and lost it."

"What monster?"

"Ghost crying girl."

The old man was obviously startled and looked at Lu Ren with hesitation: "You can actually escape from it?"

"Well, to be exact, kill it."

The old man obviously didn't believe it, and his eyes widened: "Oh, young man, I didn't expect you to be even more unreliable than my old Xu."

Lu Ren shrugged and smiled without saying a word.

The old man's spear stood upright, "Okay, let's go in."

Is this the end?

Lu Ren didn't ask any more questions, clasped his fists in a salute, and calmly passed his old man and walked towards the town.

"Young man, teach you to be good. Find a place to stay as soon as possible. It's best to stay in the house honestly after dark, otherwise I can't control what happens."

The old man's faint voice came into Lu Ren's ears, causing him to stop for a while, and then he regained his composure.

"thanks for reminding."

Entering the town, the noisy and lively scene caught Lu Ren's eyes, the hawkers on the street hawked, the children playing shuttlecock in the alley, and the pedestrians who came and went seemed to be full of peace.

The whole ancient town revealed a peaceful atmosphere, which was completely two extremes from the outside world.

However, in the eyes of these townspeople, his very different attire seemed to be commonplace, and he didn't find it very strange, obviously he had seen it a lot.

It was so terrifyingly peaceful that he couldn't help but feel a creepy feeling in his heart.

Lu Ren sighed, miscalculation, Madd couldn't stay in this town, he had to go out.

"Guest officer, do you want some noodles? My beef noodles are definitely the best in the neighborhood!"

A warm voice suddenly entered Lu Ren's ears.

Lu Ren heard the sound and looked at it, and after a closer look, he saw the hawker who was buying beef noodles was boiling a head in the brine.

And the so-called noodles are the hair of the head, as for the beef, it is the feet left by some dear friend.

Seeing the warm expression on the hawker's face, Lu Ren resisted the urge to draw his sword and slash the opponent, and said softly, "Is your beef noodles legitimate?"

Formal?

The peddler was obviously stunned for a moment, unable to answer for a while, and froze in place, as if Lu Ren's answer did not find any response mechanism in his head.

Lu Ren shook his head slightly: "It seems quite formal, who should go?"

Saying that, he shook his head and left.

And just as he was about to leave the town, the old man with a big gun jumped out and squinted at Lu Ren.

"Young man, you are not authentic, let you in, why do you come out so quickly?"

Lu Ren: "After shopping, I will come out naturally."

"Don't you want to rest?"

"I suddenly remembered that the gas in my house was not turned off, so I have to go back quickly."

The old man didn't understand, as if he was stuck, he suddenly shook and a large piece of skin suddenly fell off his face, revealing the skin like a mummy inside.

His face quickly turned gloomy: "You can't go out now."

"Why, strong buying and strong selling?"

"If I tell you to go in, you go in, isn't it a shame?" The old man's eyes were full of maliciousness that he didn't hide.

"Looking back at the time, I was carrying a big gun and roaming around ten miles and eight towns, and I beat those demons and evil spirits, crying and calling their mothers, from Nansheng to Beihang Town, for two days and two nights, without blinking my eyes, that's my hand Guns and hands, guns and guns, kill rivers of blood and people's heads rolling!"

Lu Ren blinked: "It took so long to shoot up and down, wouldn't your hands be sore?"

The old man was obviously a little irritable, he flicked the big gun in his hand, and the tip of the gun swayed endlessly with the barrel, making a 'humming' sound.

"My hands are sore or not. Does this have anything to do with what I said?"

"I'm just curious, won't my hand get sore after waving it for so long, just like me, after 10,000 swings, a swordsman starts to get sour."

When the old man heard it, he was furious, and he swung his spear.

"Come on, if you attack, I want you to see if my hands are sore!"

During the conversation, the old man's skin quickly cracked and fell off piece by piece, revealing most of the dry bones on his face.

However, to Lu Ren's surprise, the other party still retains wisdom, and there is no sign of madness due to the transformation of his own form, and finally lost his mind and completely turned into a ghost.

So, what exactly happened in this town to make this happen?

"This... ok!"

The ruthless sword has already formed a skill, and he can already use the basic general formula of the sword score~www.NovelMTL.com~ Jianpu general mantra.

Without a woman in my heart, I draw my sword and become a god.

This sword is made by imagining a wooden sword in the heart, and it can actually mobilize the body invisibly, gather subtleties and gather strength, thereby increasing the speed and power of the sword.

In layman's terms, it is concentration. A high degree of concentration can make oneself have more energy to use more potential of the body.

Although Yan Zhenghua's name is too vulgar, it is undeniable that the Sword of Relentless Intention is indeed a very exquisite set of meditative spiritual swordsmanship.

This set of swordsmanship focuses on training one's own consciousness and spirit, thereby mobilizing one's body.

With a high degree of concentration, with a high degree of concentration, combined with basic swordsmanship, amazing power can be erupted.

This kind of visualization method is completely similar to Buddhism and Taoism, White Bone View, and God Fighting.

Whether it is speed or strength, it will be improved by several grades when the sword bursts out in an instant.

Lu Ren bowed and bent down, his right hand held the hilt of the left waist vacantly, and a section of the sword body appeared in the wild goose style, and then his eyes were sharp, and the person shot out like a sharp arrow, and he came to the old man in a blink of an eye.

Seeing Lu Ren's speed, the other party was obviously surprised, and subconsciously raised the spear in his hand.

Bang!

The cracking sound exploded in an instant, and the big spear in this old man's hand was directly cut off by Lu Ren's sword.

The old man swayed and took a few steps back. Seeing that Lu Ren was about to rush up with his sword, he quickly shouted, "Wait! What a hero is he who uses weapons, he has a kind of punch!"

Lu Ren raised his eyebrows: "Are you serious?"

The old man threw the big spear in his hand aside and said proudly, "I think my boxing skills back then could be said to be one of the best, come on!"

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