The Transcendent Immortal

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The sky was getting dark, the outside was still desolate and bitter rain, the rain silk floated in, ice cold, the atmosphere inside the temple suddenly became strange, everyone shuddered, one lowered his voice carefully and carefully said: "Do not say anything If Xiao Chen had gone to the Devil Sect, I am afraid that after ten years, he should have changed his mind if he had kept the world for thousands of years. "

Another person said: "Hush ... this Xiao Chen was crushed at the bottom of the Zhenmo Tower. I'm afraid it will not come out in his lifetime."

"This ... how do I hear people say that Xiao Chen broke out a few days ago?"

The man who spoke before shook his hand and said, "Fake, fake, impossible! That town magic tower was built by the power of several golden Buddhas thousands of years ago. You think that the magic power of a golden Buddha is equivalent to one mana. Fairy King, this Xiao Chen is pressed against the bottom of the tower, can he come out? "

It seems that after hearing this, the tense nerves of the twenty people in the temple eased down a little bit. At this moment, the man in the corner suddenly stood up and walked outside the temple. When he walked to the door, the back bearded Hakka: "Brother, it's getting dark this day. Several inns in the town are full of people. If you go out, I'm afraid someone will occupy your place in a moment."

As if he had n’t heard it, he walked outside the temple, and the raindrops of the size of soybeans fell down, causing the hat on his head to “pop”. Soon, the clothes were soaked again, stepped on under his feet. The road is also muddy, and it is easy to trap the shoes in one foot.

In the distant town, there are no more than half pedestrians. Everyone is sheltering from rain under the eaves. The clothes walker walks past. There was no inn in this town, but because there are people coming in recent months, some people have temporarily vacated houses. It was converted into an inn and it made a lot of money.

The town is called Zhongling Town, but it is not a great place for people. Instead, there are beasts coming out of the Maligne Mountains, which hurt people and animals. Therefore, all aspiring young people go to the prosperous area of ​​Dongzhou, and most of them stay Old people who live here for generations, or clothes to reach out and open their mouths, do nothing all day long just to wait for death.

The men of clothes found a small restaurant that was temporarily remodeled and walked in. The whole house was crowded with people. Everyone was arrogant and noisy, and there was a choking smell in the air.

"A room." The clothes walker walked to the counter and found a piece of silver and put it on the counter. At the same time, another person came in from the outside and said in the mouth: "The boss, a room."

The man who came in later was a man in red, with sword-eyes and staring eyes, handsome and extraordinary, but all over his body, as if hiding a heavy murderous spirit, holding a broken iron fan in his hand, he walked to the counter, also I touched a grain of silver and placed it on the counter.

The proprietress is a woman of less than forty, since she is opening a store to do business, then he is right, and all comers do not refuse, but now it is a little embarrassing. It is obvious that these two are extraordinary people, but there is only one at the moment. There is no room available. If these two men start to work, they will be afraid that the whole restaurant will disappear in an instant.

The atmosphere in the room was suddenly tense, and the man in red turned his head to look at the undresser beside him, and the undresser turned his head to look at him. The moment the eyes of the two collided, the whole hall was quiet, as if the air had solidified general.

The two stared at each other in this way, their eyes were like ice arrows, and they were unreasonable. In this atmosphere, no one dared to talk, no one dared to move, and they felt a little breathless. A bearded man in the southeast corner The hand holding the wine glass solidified in the air, and the hand of a white-faced little boy in the northwest corner who was about to take the hip flask also solidified in the air. A black man in the southwest corner wanted to leave, but his legs were stupid and could not stand. The wife in front of the counter opened her lips slightly, but she couldn't make a sound.

Once the two men started, the entire room was affected. This atmosphere lasted for a moment, until the voice of a little guy rang out on the second floor: "Boss, there is a guest who wants to check out."

With the sound of "someone checking out", the cold atmosphere was finally broken, as if time had flowed again, the bearded man holding the wine glass drank the wine, and the little boy who took the jug took the jug, intending to leave the man Without leaving, the lady at the counter said with a smile: "Okay! Okay! Please wait a moment!" After finishing taking out a series of keys with house numbers and handing them to the men in clothes, he said to the man in red: "This guest officer waits a moment, Clean up a room for you immediately. "

The clothesman didn't leave the keys too much. When he walked to the second floor, when he reached the stairs, he only heard the voice of the man in red from the back: "Boss, I'll ask you for someone."

"Okay, guest, please."

"Probably so tall, like a fairy, there is a vermilion tears mole at the lower third of the corner of the right eye, dressed in purple clothes, often holding a purple jade flu ..."

Hearing this, Yi Yike paused, and then walked to the second floor, only listening to the giggling laugh of the boss lady behind him: "A lot of people have come here these days, but the people in the son's mouth seem to have no came."

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Shuimo walked into the guest room on the second floor and took off his head. He showed a handsome face with a round of scum on his mouth. It was Xiao Chen. In the evening, he took the sword to a nearby village. See here The rainstorm was so strong that it was better than July and August, so I bought the clothes and walked into town on foot.

The night was quietly shrouded, and Xiao Chen walked to the window, looking at the cloudy sky in the south, where there was the malignant mountain range, the dark clouds were heavy, and the sky was like a terrifying beast, as if to swallow everything on earth.

After a while, the sky was completely dark, the room was completely dark, the floor slammed suddenly, and the sound stopped before the door, followed by the voice of a little man: "Guest, you Has brought you a small dinner. "

Xiao Chen walked over and opened the door. The man saw a dark paint in his room and smiled: "Yo, guest, why don't you turn on the lamp when it's dark, the little one will help you to turn on the lamp."

Xiao Chen took the dinner plate in his hand and said, "Why, I have a flint."

"The guest officer, please use it slowly. If you have any orders, please call at any time.

After the buddy left, Xiao Chen closed the door and put the dinner plate on the table, but did not immediately turn on the lamp. Perhaps he had spent a long time in the town demon tower and was used to the darkness. .

He did n’t use the food either, and he was still thinking about the man in red who had met downstairs before. I ’m afraid that the man was n’t simple. There was a heavy murderous energy hidden in his body, and the confrontation between the two was not for One room, but the purpose of this time to go to the Maligne Mountains. One of his purposes is the rumored strange treasure. The second is to look at the confrontation between Zhengmo and the two. The third is the corpse sect. As for the man in red , I do n’t know.

After half an hour, Xiao Chen spread the clothes on the closet and rested on the couch, about midnight, when he was woken up by a rapid barking of dogs, followed by the sound of swords and swords, cries and killings. .

A lot of people have come to this desolate town recently, and there are natures and magic paths in the right way, so there have also been a lot of bloodshed. Probably now it is the little people of the two ways of the right path. Xiao Chen closed his eyes and continued to sleep , Ignore it.

In the early morning of the next day, the torrential rain that lasted for three or four days finally stopped. After the rain, the air was particularly fresh, and the leaves were still covered with crystal clear water droplets, which flickered in the sun.

Most of the people in the town also left, and almost all rushed to the Maligne Mountain Range thirty miles away. Xiao Chen put on her clothes and wearing a hat, and went towards that way. After ten or twenty miles, it was originally clear. The sky is gradually covered with dark clouds. It is not that the sky has suddenly changed, but that it is already close to the Mengshan Mountains, similar to the Changyin Mountains. This place is also covered by perennial clouds.

The mountain road was more muddy and difficult to run, Xiao Chen simply launched the aerial technique. After a while, he fell outside a mountain forest, and then there was the boundary of the Mengshan Mountains. He found an entrance covered by trees and walked in, waiting for his The figure disappeared, and suddenly there was a rustling of small noises. It seemed that there was an unknown creature that had penetrated into the ground where he had just passed.

Fortunately, in the outer periphery of the mountain range, as soon as I entered, it was like entering another world. I saw towering giant trees standing on top of each other, and the branches overlapped the branches. After entering, he was bitten by a bit and accidentally died.

Xiao Chen condensed a layer of body protection, and he was naturally not afraid of it. He walked along the way and saw that there were many corpses below, and some had been eaten so that only the dead bones were left, and some were buried in the soil. Others were short of dying, with blood on their faces.

From the costumes of these people, Xiao Chen could not see which martial arts. When he walked half a column of incense, he suddenly heard a fighting sound coming in front of him, and looked up, but when he saw the distance, the fire was sometimes skyrocketing, and sometimes the sword was volleying Xiao Chen fell back to the ground, and slowly walked over under the cover of trees.

As I walked closer, I saw that two groups of people were fighting in front of me. There were thirty corpses lying on the ground, and the two people who were fighting were wearing black clothes and holding odd weapons. The majority of them died. The person in black and the other person in red have flame marks on their clothes. The cold light flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes. Those who wore red recognized at a glance that they were the disciples of Tianhuomen.

The fighting between the two sides became more and more fierce, and I didn't notice that there was an extra clother outside ten feet, until a cold breath filled up, everyone shuddered, and suddenly found that he couldn't move.

At this time, dozens of people finally saw the clothes walker approaching not far away. Every step of the man seemed to step on his heart, dominating his own life and death, and a disciple of Tianhuomen asked with a trembling voice: Is your lord the right way or the devil way? "

This is what everyone wants to know at the moment. It does n’t matter who the other party is, what matters is the other camp to which the other party belongs. Xiao Chen slowly said: "Neither the right way nor the devil way ..."

Hearing this remark, the disciples of the fire door were relieved that day, but they did not wait for the next breath to catch up, and they heard the other party's cold voice: "But you have a grudge against you ..." When he came over, he was caught in the air.

"Now I ask you to answer!" There was no emotion in Xiao Chen's tone, and the man was trembling with fear: "Ge ... Your Excellency, please." The other Tianhuomen disciples were also pale.

"How many people did you come to Tianhuomen this time, and how many yuan or more were you?"

"One hundred ... more than one hundred people, there are three elders in the infant realm, and one elder who is about to enter the realm of gods."

Xiao Chen's expression condensed, so that the Tianhuomen sent so many people this time, could it be that he was determined to have a different treasure? With more force in his hand, he said coldly, "Who is the silence? Where are they now!"

The captured disciple originally thought that this would make the other party a little bit embarrassed, but he didn't think that the other party would still be so murderous and trembling, "Mr. Danyang, where are they now, I ... I don't know, We are gone ... you, who are you? "

Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes, Dan Yangzi, the elder of Tianhuomen. He learned from the materials brought back by Qingluan that he had the power of Tianhuomen in the palm of his hand, and he cultivated it far beyond Qi Heng and others. , You must first remove this person!

"Who am I? You don't need to know." After that, Xiao Chen's hand urged, the man made a creak in the neck, and immediately died, and the rest of the Tianhuomen disciples were shocked, as were the people in black magic opposite. For a moment, this man's killing was too decisive.

Xiao Chen dropped the man's body, turned his head to look at a big tree not far away, and said coldly: "Your Excellency has followed me all the way, don't you plan to come out?"