Stealing The Heavens

Chapter 83—Disciples

After a duel, the setting sun has already fallen into the horizon, and a bright moon rises from the east of Tianshui. On the upper part of the Red River, half of the green and half red, lined with the tremulous moon shadow in the water, a lonely and lonely thought born out of thin air.

A tall, seven-foot-high, wearing a plain white robes, a middle-aged man with bare feet, carrying his hands, slowly coming from the lower reaches of the river. He walked flat on the Red River, where the barefoot passed, the river was printed with a three-inch deep footprint. No matter how the river tumbling and flowing, this footprint was clearly printed on the river surface, and it did not dissipate.

Don't look at the footprints on the river, and squat all over the hair.

This is a unique sign of the monks in the realm of Jin Dan. The cultivators formed Jin Dan, who was a human being, and one foot was detached from the five elements, leaving the realm of mortals. They are on the dividing line between people and immortals, half are human, half are immortals, and they are human beings. In the realm of Jin Dan's realm, the conflicts of Tiandi Avenue are particularly obvious, and the external signs are all kinds of signs.

Some people have a strange smell, and some people have a fairy body around the colorful clouds. Where the white robe man passes, the river is also printed with footprints, which is also a kind of sign.

This is a sign that is seen with the naked eye. The spirit of the singer is telling him that the white robe man who walked slowly and out of a few miles, the whole body exudes a cold wind like a tale, and the sharpness is like the sword of the Wanli. Wherever he went, the sword seemed to open the void, which is a sign of the spiritual level of the Jin Dan realm. Without enough cultivation and soul power, he could not feel the sword meaning of his body.

Nie Baihong, the contemporary patriarch of the Shoutian Jianzong, stepped on the river and walked to the deck of the Tianle Xian Palace. After his bare feet touched the deck, the footprints on the rear river surface were dissipated one by one. When the footprints were scattered, the fish and shrimp turtles and the petals of the red leaves in the nearby river water were all crushed by the invisible sword.

More than 30 people were robbed of the family members on the deck, and they rushed to the front of Nie Baihong, and they fell to the ground and bowed to Nie Baihong. These family members have called Nie Baihong as the head of the division, but also called the ancestors, and some people call him too ancestors, and each person is extremely distracted, and he should not be blind.

Taking advantage of this chaos, several of the escorts of Tuofeng rushed to pick up the master who was frozen into ice, sneaked down the painting, and the Clippers quickly left when they drove. Do not want to order a shot with a smashing arrow to kill Tuobafeng, Nie Baihong suddenly looked at him. Don't feel chilly, the body and the soul seem to have been slashed by the epee, and the empty squeaking in his head has not been heard for a long time.

Just a faint look, not to smash the internal organs, I was greeted with a slight injury, as if there were countless sharp small blades gently draping through the internal organs, the internal organs cracked a small gap, blood bit by bit The seepage out. The eyes of the scorpion were sweet, and a blood rushed to the mouth of the scorpion. Don’t take a breath and let the blood swallow.

In the blood, the blood is spit out, and the blood is spit out, but it is forcibly swallowed. The body that has just recovered a little is suddenly chaotic, and the internal injuries suddenly deepen. The internal organs are swayed by the blood that has been forcibly swallowed by this mouth, and the cracks on the internal organs have deepened.

In the end, I couldn’t control the injury in my body, and I vomited three bloods. The blood he vomited was extremely red, with a pungent **** suffocation, which had already damaged his life, and the injury was extremely serious. Fortunately, the roots of the roots are thick, and the essence of blood gas accumulated in the body is several times thicker than that of ordinary people. These bloods are at least a few months for ordinary people, and it is better to nurse them for a few days.

Coldly looked at the blood on the deck and did not vomit, Nie Baihong snorted softly.

The family members who visited the priests hurriedly stood up, and each of them raised their heads with high arrogance. According to the ranks of the swordsmen in the cracked days, the neatly arranged team stood by Nie Baihong. Nie Baihong nodded gently, and Yu Guang’s eyes glanced at Lu’s wind standing in the window of the highest banquet hall. He slowly raised his hand and took a tribute to Lu. “This sect saw Yan Legong.”

Lu took the wind and fell on the deck. He looked worriedly and did not hesitate. He hurriedly bowed to Nie Baihong and said, "I have seen the lord by the wind. I don’t know if the lord is coming here. What are you doing?"

A faint look at Lu Chengfeng, Nie Baihong whispered: "As this sect just said, come to pick up and get started."

Turning to look at the beggars, Nie Baihong said in a deep voice: "In the thirteenth gate of the Great Yan Dynasty, the rank of the sword of the sacred sword is ranked first, and the sect also has the repair of the end of the Golden Dan. Today, I will accept you as a disciple. It’s your creation, and you’ll be quick to come to Shantou to apprentice, and this book is not willing to stay in this salty place for a long time!”

Nie Baihong’s words have not been finished yet. Among the singing and dancing girls on the side, there is suddenly a beautiful girl of fifteen or six years old who was stunned by the chill of the sword light that had just been spurted out by the beggars. It was itchy in the nose and suddenly hit the sky. A sneeze. Nie Baihong changed his face and squinted back at the girl. Just listening to the air in the ‘嗤啦’, a girl’s body suddenly split into two pieces from the center, and the flesh and blood suddenly exploded, spilling the people around me.

There was a sudden silence on the deck, especially the women on the paintings, who slammed their mouths one by one and never dared to speak. Among them, there were several dancers and the girl who had a good relationship. Although they were sorrowful and scared, they were only half-dead, but they just bite their palms, letting a big tear drop, not dare to make a little bit. sound.

These young sons who are present can kill and kill them, and they can deprive all the women of this painting at any time, let alone Nie Baihong? The sons of Xiandao Zongmen, who are tall and high, are just a younger generation under his door. What is the life of a dancing girl in the district? What is it here?

Lu Chengfeng suddenly clenched his fist into a fist. He quickly looked at Nie Baihong and his eyes narrowed and he slowly lowered his head. The dancer who had just been killed was not far from him. A large piece of blood was sprinkled on the brocade soft boots of Lu Chengfeng. The blue boots were immersed in blood and turned into a weird sauce. Lu Chengfeng can feel that warm blood is close to his feet and is slowly getting cold.

Do not take a step forward, he looked at the corpse of the girl separated from the center, biting his teeth and looking at Nie Baihong and asked: "What crime did she commit?"

It seems that I heard the most incredible joke in the world. Nie Baihong suddenly looked at him and asked: "Do you need to be convicted? When the sect speaks, he is disrespectful on the side. This is a crime of death. It is strange, why do you ask such a question? Does this sect kill a citizen and need an excuse?"

There is a sudden remnant of the innate water lingering in the veins of the water, but there is a sudden pain in the internal organs that almost fainted him. His internal organs are still bleeding. He forced the internal gas at this time, almost the same as the juicer. The pressure forced his internal organs to secrete more blood. Don’t be blind, his body was black, and he almost fell to the ground.

The pale face suddenly showed a bright smile, not blinking, and looked at Nie Baihong gently.

Bi Gong respectfully walked to the front of Nie Baihong, and strongly lifted the spirit to prevent himself from fainting, and did not bow to Nie Baihong, and slammed a few heads. "When you see the Master, you can get the guidance of the Master. This is the creation of the last generation of the Master. The Master said very well, such a monk, death will die, and indeed does not need any crime."

With a gracious smile, even with a bit of envious smile, don't look at the neat and innocent look of Nie Baihong, who is very gentle and gentle, and asked with a bright smile: "I just don't know, why? Zun will deliberately come to collect the disciples as a disciple? The name of the sword of the sacred swordsman, the disciples have long been heard, but the disciples do not dare to imagine that they can enter the teacher's door!"

This flattering shot Nie Baihong was so comfortable in his heart. Just killing a dancer, it is like a drop of water across the cold diamond, leaving no traces in his heart. He looked at his face and smiled. His eyes were filled with admiration, respect, awe, and so on. He nodded with satisfaction: "But it is your creation. If you don't come to the princess, ask the person to ask for it." And it won't be such an exception to get you started!"

Princess Yule sent someone to ask Nie Baihong to accept the entry?

Don't tremble with his heart, he owes a princess to the princess. However, he never dreamed of dreaming, and the princess of the Princess Lele was kind enough to find him. He was actually a man like Nie Baihong.

When Pu met, he gave me a slap in the face, and almost didn't break his internal organs. It is also a faint protection of the extension of the wind, so that the extension of the wind smoothly. Then, in the face of the unspeakable face, because a trivial little thing kills an innocent girl, such a master, don’t give up.

However, in the face of Nie Baihong's exuding swordsmanship, do not laugh more and more cute. He also yelled at Nie Baihong and said with a smile: "It turned out that Princess Yule had a good intention, and the child was understood. There was a laborer who came to see him personally. This kind of affectionateness, the body and the bones are not worth repaying!"

Nie Baihong is more and more satisfied. He is not a slap in the face, but he is a good boy. Who can say that he is not flattering? Nie Baihong's stiff face finally squeezed a smile, and he slowly took out a long sword from the storage ring and handed it to him.

"But, from today, you are the doorman of my sword, and one of the pro-disciples of the teacher. I will come to Baiyangshan once a month to listen to it. At other times, you can move freely. This sword is given to you, good life. Keep it in use."

He took a shot of the shoulders, and Nie Baihong dropped a thin slap, about seven or eight pages of "Five Elements of luck", then turned and floated away. He walked quickly on the river, leaving a slippery footprint on the river and soon disappeared into the distance.

In the distant voice, Nie Baihong’s voice was heard: “The five elements of luck are the foundation of this sword, and it is good practice to cultivate, not to slack off. Privately pass the five elements of luck to the outsiders, kill innocent. Look at the secrets, the Jiuzu. You Be sure to remember!"

Don't bow down to the thin book with respect and respect, and bowed to the place where Nie Baihong went.

When he bent down and bowed, the eyes of the donkey suddenly became red and the face was boundless.

When he straightened up, his face was brought with the same smile as the spring breeze.