I just want to be a quiet man

Pei Ling was shocked, Guan Xuerui called out his name!

But the next moment, the Blood River Sword disappeared in a flash, and quickly returned to Pei Ling's side.

Guan Xuerui's body in the distance paused before falling to the ground and torn apart.

"If you dare to disturb Master's cultivation, you deserve death!" Xuehejian yelled angrily, and searched around, but didn't see the "Junior Brother Pei" that the other party mentioned, and then he didn't take it seriously.

A monk with only half of his soul left is already unconscious. Looking at the other party's crazy appearance, he must be talking nonsense, but no matter what the situation, the other party should not come to disturb the master's cultivation!

Seeing that after Xuehejian killed Guan Xuerui, he didn't question his intentions at all. Pei Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this sword spirit is also mentally retarded. He only recognizes the sword's intent, not even his name, so he escaped catastrophe...

At this moment, Pei Ling felt a subtle sympathy for Han Sigu.

After all, I have a more retarded system...

Chapter 1 Forty: The Last Battle!

Inside Han's Villa.

The ancient well in the back mountain.

In the courtyard under the well, Han Sigu's face suddenly changed with his eyes closed and he opened his eyes instantly, looking towards the direction of Hechi.

Madam Xue, who was standing by her side, was slightly startled: "Master, what's wrong?"

"Blood River attacked the Yinshui magic lotus formation and left the lotus pond..." Han Sigu murmured, "It finally made a choice?"

Han Sigu's always stern face could not help flashing a touch of nervousness.

Did Blood River listen to someone, or did he make his own choice... Now, will he come to Gujing to recognize the Lord, or will he go to the ancestral hall bewitched by the cursed ghost?

There is no doubt that this is a life-long wait.

Even with Han Sigu's Dao heart, he still feels like sitting on pins and needles.

After a stick of incense, the ancient well in the back mountain was calm and calm.

The Blood River Sword did not appear.

The blood on Han Sigu's face faded in an instant, and his face was ashen.

He suddenly said: "Prepare for the final battle!"

At the same time, the breath on his body changed, and the blood-colored threads piercing through the void were broken one by one.

"Master, think twice!" Madam Xue was shocked when she saw this. Han Sigu's fate is now under the control of the seven evil spirits of the earth veins. It won't be long before her fate will be shattered, and her life will disappear!

She hastily persuaded, "The situation is unclear now, it's better to send someone to Hechi to check first."

Speaking of a backhand move, I saw a female cultivator with her eyes closed and unconscious floating out of the pool in the corner. It was Lu Luqiang.

This Lu Luqiang was originally intended to be used as fertilizer for the ghost wood, so as to make up for the damage that Pei Ling extracted before.

But now figuring out the whereabouts of the Blood River Sword is the top priority, and I don't care about Ghost Tree.

Han Sigu shook his head, Lu Luqiang, a mere eighth-level Qi training monk, couldn't even catch the three swords of his natal flying sword, so what could he investigate?Don't meet a cursed ghost on the road at that time, and give the other party a puppet for nothing!

He has already made the worst plan now, he will come out of the well immediately and compete with the cursed ghost for the last chance of life.

Even though breaking away from the life-suppressing soul line, the establishment of the foundation of heaven will fail, and there is no possibility at all, but it is better than cursing ghosts after refining the Blood River Sword, bringing many puppets to kill him in a mighty way, beheading him under the sword, It would be nice to take over his entire body of cultivation, as well as the entire net worth of Ghost Wood, Blood Lady, etc.!

If he went at this moment, taking advantage of the fact that the curse ghost had not yet fully refined the blood river, he would be killed on the spot, and regain his natal flying sword and half of the curse ghost's life, the foundation building would certainly fail, but there was still a possibility of survival!

Thinking of this, Han Sigu took out a palm-sized puppet doll from his sleeve, scratched his mouth, took blood and smeared the puppet's face, stretched out his hand, and a bunch of life-suppressing soul threads that were originally wrapped around him suddenly wrapped around Lu Luqiang. .

Immediately afterwards, he pinched Fajue and muttered... Soon, in the void, countless bloody silk threads stretched out, wrapping around Lu Luqiang's body.

After a moment of hesitation, the several silk threads that were still entwined on Han Sigu's body let go of him and turned to Lu Luqiang.

At the same time, the puppet doll collapsed silently, turning into a handful of gravel in an instant.

"This puppet substitute method allows this female cultivator to replace me for a while, so as to hide the perception of the cursed ghost, so that it can be caught off guard!" Han Sigu stood up, his breath soared wildly, his robe was automatic without wind, and his eyes were full of desperation Crazy, "Let's go!"

Madam Xue didn't dare to say much, so she could only follow behind him and step out of the courtyard.

When the two left, Lu Luqiang, who was bound by heavy silk threads behind her, had already started to turn white quietly with black hair all over her head.

For a moment, Han Sigu and Mrs. Xue both appeared under the Soul Eater's tree. Although Lu Luqiang was used as a substitute, his face looked a little old in such an instant.

The Soul Eater Ghost Tree shook slightly, and the whirling movement between the branches and leaves seemed to be surprised.

Han Sigu didn't stop at all, and simply ordered: "Let's go!"

... Han's ancestral hall, behind the bead curtain.

In the gray world, the curse ghost was extremely anxious: "Damn it! Damn it! What kind of brains are these puppets? Let them capture that kid back, why did they accidentally kill him? Is the Blood River Sword already suspicious of me now?"

Just half an hour ago, Zhang Shuo and the others came back beamingly and reported that Tao was the obsessed Junior Brother Pei who had already been put to death.

If it wasn't for the fact that they would be used in the future, Curse Ghost would wish to wring the heads of these people out!

"You all go to Tang Nanzhai!" After thinking quickly, Curse Ghost ordered in a cold voice, "When you find him, kill him immediately, or bring him to me."

There was no way, since Pei Ling was dead, Tang Nanzhai was his only chance.

Either kill it, so that the Blood River Sword can't judge the authenticity.

Or bewitch him, so that Tang Nanzhai can bite back and plant the real Han Sigu!

Not long after Zhang Shuo and others took orders to leave, Cursing Ghost suddenly shook his whole body and said to himself in horror: "Yin water magic lotus formation... Blood River left Hechi?! Could it be that Tang Nanzhai dared to betray me?"

Thinking of this, the curse ghost thought, and the blood-colored silk threads all over his body trembled suddenly, as if he was looking for something through many spaces.

Only a moment later, he encountered a strong resistance.

The curse ghost felt it carefully, and his face changed: "Building the foundation of humanity? Damn it! It really is him who ruined my good deeds!"

A hint of malice flashed in its eyes, and it followed Zhang Shuo to look for Tang Nanzhai's Lin Long and others, and suddenly raised the weapon in his hand and slashed at the opponent.

Ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping-pong, and other white-robed monks all fell to their deaths on the spot, all bruised and bruised!

Zhang Shuo and other puppets stood by and watched, their sleeves were spattered with blood, but there was no emotion in their dull eyes, and they continued to look for someone without saying a word.

"What should I do?" The curse ghost was extremely anxious, and under the order of Qisha, it couldn't leave the ancestral hall at all.

If he doesn't leave, Han Sigu will get the Blood River Sword, and he will definitely use the power of the seven evil spirits of the earth veins to refine it and achieve his own foundation of heaven and earth!

Just when the curse ghost was in a dilemma, the Huibai world suddenly shook.

Immediately, a figure forcibly squeezed into it, with long hair fluttering, robe sleeves fluttering, and a stern face that was exactly the same as the cursed ghost. It was Han Sigu himself who had arrived!

The curse ghost was terrified to death, before he could figure out a countermeasure, Han Sigu couldn't help but point his finger like a sword, and a bloody sword qi slashed down on his head!

"Thousands of sentient beings, curse you forever!" The curse ghost didn't have time to think, and his body swayed, and he had already returned to the original shape of the curse ghost, but it was a human-like shadow, without facial features, male and female, and densely packed with blood characters all over his body.

If you look carefully at these bloody characters, you can see that they are composed of venomous faces.

Every face was the soul of the dead who had been killed by Han Sigu's sword.

They looked at Han Sigu with a sneer, and uttered their most vicious curses. These curses were intertwined like a net, and in the dark, they hooded Han Sigu.

Han Sigu only felt that his spiritual power was suffocated, and his cultivation base plummeted out of thin air.

However, he did not have the slightest panic or surprise. After all these years, this is not the first time he has confronted the curse ghost. At this moment, he continued to stab the curse ghost with his sword energy, while sneering: "You are the curse of thousands of souls that I have killed in my life." Thoughts come together, no matter how weird and difficult it is, I can kill you once, the master of many spells, and I can kill a hundred times and a thousand times... Are the dead souls at the bottom of the sword worthy of a battle?"

Chapter 141: Formation breaks.

Outside Han's Villa, in the pear blossom forest.

As the soft wind blows, countless petals of pear blossoms as white as the moonlight gently flutter down.

However, when they fell like rain, with Pei Ling and Xuehe Sword as the center, within a radius of one foot, they were clean without any petals.

This is because whenever a petal approaches, it will be forced away by the sharp edge of the Blood River Sword, turning to fall elsewhere.

If there is no time to turn, the next moment, it will be torn apart by the sharp edge and scattered without a trace.

Pei Ling didn't have time to pay attention to these things. He only felt the meridians all over his body tremble suddenly, and the spiritual power flowing in them seemed to have changed from a stream to a small river, with a slight sense of turbulence amidst the turbulence.

At the same time, he felt that the bones in his body were undergoing indescribable changes...

Eighth level of Qi training!

Pei Ling was a little excited, but when he saw the Blood River Sword flying up and down by his side, his good mood dissipated instantly.

Gotta find a way to trick it away!

Time passed slowly, Pei Ling's aura became stronger and stronger, and when more than half of the alien true energy was left, his cultivation base had already risen to the peak of the eighth level of Qi training!

Seeing that it was about to break through the ninth level of Qi training, at this time the system suddenly said: "Ding dong! It is detected that the absorption of different kinds of true energy is too much, and it is about to exceed the absorption limit of [Bone Forging Art]. Continue refining the different kinds of true energy will affect the formation of jade bones. Exhaust the excess heterogeneous true essence..."

Soon, Pei Ling saw himself open his mouth and spit out a big mouthful of different kinds of true energy.

"Ding dong! This practice has been completed, thank you host for using the intelligent cultivation system, one-click trusteeship, soaring without worry! I look forward to sharing your practice evaluation, please give five-star praise if you are satisfied!"

After regaining control of his body, Pei Ling skillfully ordered a one-star negative review. Looking at the remaining alien true essence, he had no intention of returning the Blood River Sword at all. The weaker the Blood River Sword is now, the safer he is!

So, Pei Ling glanced at Feijian calmly, and then said, "I want to change to another place to heal my wounds, so go and open the big formation outside the village."

Xuehejian was stunned for a moment, and then said with some embarrassment: "This...Master, the Yinshui magic lotus array is divided into inner array and outer array. The inner array is used to hide the villa, so the defense is average, but the outer array The formation is a real clan protection formation, and it cannot be opened without the order of the Patriarch. If it is forced to break through, I am afraid that the strength of the peak foundation..."

Master order?

Pei Ling subconsciously wanted it to find the Patriarch's Order, but then he thought about it, he still doesn't know what's going on in the villa, Xuehejian is so mentally retarded, if after returning, he meets Tang Nanzhai and the like and says he leaked it, wouldn't it be a side issue ?

Immediately said: "Just now you kept saying that you wanted to massacre the city and eat blood, why are you tied up even to cut a large formation now? I am a sword cultivator, and you are my natal flying sword. If you lose your courage and forge ahead, I will What is there to hope for in the future?"

"No need to say any more, this Yinshui magic lotus array is just for me to see, how will you grow after you survived the calamity of life?"

Xuehejian felt that it was reasonable, and quickly said: "Master, don't worry, how can I be afraid of mere dead objects? It's just..."

"Then prove it to me!" Pei Ling interrupted hastily, fearing that he would not be able to catch up if he talked too much.

So the Blood River Sword stopped talking, and flew directly to the dome, just like in the villa before, it turned into a towering giant sword, blood and energy rolled all over its body, and it slashed fiercely towards the formation with the momentum of infinite resentment and howling.

rumbling...

There was a loud noise, the ground shook slightly, and pear blossoms all over the forest fell one after another, becoming more and more beautiful like a dream, but there was no sign of the formation being broken at all.

Seeing that the Blood River Sword was attracted by the large formation, Pei Ling quickly used the vampire escape method and fled close to the ground. After a while, he temporarily stopped at a place where the Blood River Sword could not see, then took out the life-hating knife, and cut the Blood River All the different kinds of true essence of the sword were poured into the Bisheng knife, and then the knife was put away.

After finishing all this, he quickly left the pear blossom forest, found a remote corner near the water pond, dug a hole in the ground in a blind spot, buried himself in it, and immediately cast the [Desiccated Heart Technique], and immediately, all life was exhausted Convergence, the whole person is like a corpse.

On the dome, the blood river sword fought more and more fiercely. Regardless of his weakness after surrendering his origin, he slashed down with one sword after another. With the shaking of the big formation, the flower forest below gradually couldn't support it. reveal the true appearance.

Countless old trees that have been dead for many years stretch out their branches like ghost claws towards the sky.

There are many bones under the tree, and the will-o'-the-wisp is faint.

Even the soil was red in color, and it was full of gloom.

The Blood River Sword was very happy, and was about to show off its strength to Pei Ling, when suddenly there was a loud noise in the water!

At the same time, the entire inner formation struggled to hold up for two breaths and couldn't hold it anymore, and it shattered!

The original water pool dissipated instantly, exposing the entire Han family villa.

From the location of the ancestral hall, a powerful sword intent rose up, straight into the sky!

"Master?!" The Blood River Sword was shocked, no longer caring about the unbroken formation, turned into a bloody light, and fled into the villa!

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Inside the shrine.

The gray world has long been shattered in the war.

The entire hall of the ancestral hall was almost turned into ruins.

Curse Ghost and Han Sigu stood face to face, Han Sigu's clothes were ragged and blood-stained, and half of the cursed face on Curse Ghost disappeared.

Both sides were extremely shocked: "The blood river is not with you?!"

"I just felt that the Blood River Sword left Hechi. Didn't I go to Gujing to find you to recognize the master?" Curse Ghost said puzzled, "Didn't Tang Nanzhai be bought by you? Then how dare he build a foundation at this time?"

Han Sigu's face was livid: "Tang Nanzhai? That kid is building a foundation? Could it be that he tricked Xuehe away? No, it's impossible, Xuehe's character is arrogant, even if he can take the three swords of Xuehe, Xuehe will at most allow He is talking to himself, it is impossible to obey him, and it is even more impossible for him to violate my previous orders and leave Han's treasury without authorization!"

Curse Ghost was startled, and suddenly laughed: "Whether this kid did it or not, I regret killing his companion just now. This kid has done me a big favor. Even if you killed me here today , your path will also stop here, and there will be no further progress."

"This time, I won the fight!"

"The dispute of tongues is so ridiculous!" Han Sigu's heart was as hard as iron, and he suppressed the endless distractions caused by the disappearance of the blood river sword in an instant, and said in a cold voice, "Death is imminent, and you dare to talk about winning or losing!"

From the moment he disconnected the life-suppressing soul line, there was no way out!