Daoist is robbing darts again today [Sword Three + Comprehensive Martial Arts]

From the Western Regions to Huashan, when Bai Jin rushed to the Central Plains all the way, he didn't hold much hope in his heart.What he saw and heard along the way told him that the dynasty he lived in was no longer the Tang Dynasty he was familiar with, but a dynasty hundreds of years later—the Daqing Dynasty.

This news was like a bolt from the blue, and the aura around Bai Jin became even colder.

Aunt Gongsun has become a martial arts legend, and the legend of dancing with a sword is still alive, but there is no Qixiufang full of women, but independent of the martial arts world.Not only Qixiufang, it should be said that all sects except the Beggar Gang and Shaolin have disappeared, quietly disappeared in the river of time, even Haoqi League, Evil Man Valley, and the most mysterious Yinyuanhui in the world have also disappeared gone.

Bai Jin stayed on Mount Hua for a day and a night, coming and leaving quietly.

No one found him.

Hu Tiehua really didn't lie to him.

There is no Chunyang Palace on Mount Hua, and the Chunyang Square, which was nicknamed the blind date square by the people of the Tang Dynasty, is naturally gone. He felt lost for a long time, and he didn't relax until he went down the mountain.

In the bustling town, Bai Jin found a teahouse.He tossed a piece of silver casually, found a random corner and sat down, and Xiao Er graciously served him a pot of hot tea, seeing that his face was cold and silent, he quietly backed away.The storyteller in the teahouse was spitting and telling about an incident that happened not long ago in the Jianghu.

The son loses his beauty with the flowers, and the handsome thief steps on the moon to leave his fragrance.

He was talking about Chu Liuxiang, the most famous knight-errant in the world today.

Inexplicably, Bai Jin felt that the handsome and handsome Chu Liuxiang was very familiar.

some deja vu...

[World] Take the blame: ID Chu Liuxiang, the price is heavenly, used by local tyrants, whether love comes or not.

[World] Messenger's letter: trembling while clutching my title of Xiangshuai.

[World] Lingwei: I shiver while clutching my title of Xiangshuai.

[World] Ye Shaozhou: I shivered while clutching my title of Xiangshuai.

Bai Jin: "..."

He rubbed the center of his brows, feeling his head hurt even more.

The sky is big and the earth is big, nowhere is home.

This feeling is really uncomfortable.

Loneliness came to my heart again, clearer and stronger than ever before, and now he can't even return to Huashan.

Mr. Storyteller continues.

Hearing about Miao Seng Wu Hua from Bai Yumei, and from Miao Seng Wu Hua about the Wuzheng Villa hundreds of years ago, Bai Jin has also gradually understood the situation in Daqing Jianghu these days.Just like that for half a day, it was not until the storyteller's mouth was dry that he pressed the bamboo hat on his head and quietly left the teahouse.

The white-clothed swordsman was extremely light and nimble, stepping on a translucent gossip map, flew for several miles in a fairy-like manner, and finally stopped on a roof.

"Your Excellency has been with me for a long time, do you dare to show up?"

Fog suddenly appeared on the roof.

The fog was getting thicker and thicker, and the shape of a person gradually appeared in the dense fog. It looked like a human being but not a human, a ghost but not a ghost. His appearance merged with the gray fog, but Bai Jin seemed to see his eyes.

There seemed to be light in his eyes, but when he looked closely, it seemed to be just a thick fog.

... Such pretending to be a ghost, I think it has a lot to do with it.

The fog was hazy, and a hoarse voice came from the depths of the fog.

"I am here to fetch something."

Bai Jin raised her eyebrows, "What?"

The man replied: "Jade of the West."

Bai Jin pondered: "Who are you?"

"My surname is Yu."

"Western Jade Rakshasa?"

"Exactly."

Bai Jin was silent.He left the Western Regions in a hurry, thinking that he had already thrown off his pursuers, but he didn't expect that it was the Lord himself who came looking for him.Now Bai Jin finally knows about the Western Demon Cult, Yu Luocha, the leader of the Western Demon Cult. No one knows whether he is a man or a woman, beautiful or ugly. It can be said that he is the most mysterious and terrifying person in the world today.

Even Shi Guanyin, the woman known as the strongest martial artist in the world and the coldest heart, made a gesture of compromise to Yu Luocha.

Bai Jin suddenly said: "If you are a woman, is Shi Guanyin the woman with the strongest martial arts in the world?"

Yu Luocha was silent for a while, and then smiled softly.

"I heard that the two elders of our religion were defeated by your hands?"

"good."

"You use a sword?"

Bai Jin nodded: "I am a swordsman."

"Okay." Yu Luocha said: "Then I will try your sword."

His lofty attitude is really extremely arrogant, Bai Jin sneered: "Let the horse come here."

It was Yu Luocha who made the first move.

In the gray mist, a hand appeared.

A slender, fair-skinned hand with distinct joints and mist.

His shots are more accurate and ruthless than Lone Song, Lone Song is already a first-class master in the Jianghu, but Yu Luocha is more terrifying than him.

Bai Jin turned sideways to avoid his palm, distanced himself from him, and then swung his sword to drop a Tai Chi aura. When Yu Luocha stepped into the invisible sword aura, he couldn't help but let out a small gasp.

They looked at each other through a layer of mist, and they both saw burning fighting spirit in each other's eyes.

war!

How can a person who is not good at fighting become a martial arts master?

Yu Luocha's moves were fast, and Bai Jin's sword moves were not slow. Their moves were getting faster and faster, and their moves were getting simpler and simpler. Unknowingly, they were gradually approaching the realm of simplifying complexity.

At the beginning of all things, the avenue is simple, and it evolves to complexity, and now the complexity is reduced to simplicity, which is the so-called return to basics in martial arts.

This battle went from the rooftops of the city to the woods outside the city, from testing each other with only seven points of their strength to going all out at the end, and then breaking through their original realm. The hostility between the two disappeared virtually. Most of the time, and even a little sympathy for each other.

Bai Jin's sword was already stained with blood, and Yu Luocha's palm also hit him on the shoulder.

The two have withdrawn their hands tacitly.

They each calmed down the turbulent internal force, and after a long silence, Yu Luocha's voice said slowly: "For these years, I have been looking for a swordsman."

Bai Jin opened his eyes and looked at Yu Luocha.

"His swordsmanship must be excellent enough, and his sword heart must be unwavering. More importantly, he cannot be an old and rigid gentleman, nor can he be a bad old man in his seventies."

"what for?"

Yu Luocha said: "Are you interested in becoming the guest minister of the Western Demon Cult?"

"King Qing?"

"That's right." Yu Luocha's attitude has softened a lot, and he listed the benefits of being a guest calmly, "As long as it is covered by the influence of the Western Demon Cult, I will treat you as a guest. Of course, on weekdays you Where to go, what to do, my teacher will not interfere."

Bai Jin said calmly: "It's such a good thing, I guess it's not a pie that fell from the sky."

Yu Luocha seemed to be smiling, "We'll talk about it later, just say whether you want it or not."

"Are you not afraid that I will falsely promise you and run away after enjoying the benefits?"

Yu Luocha proudly said: "If so, I will ask you to pay the price."

Bai Jin's expression remained unchanged, and he threw a jade tablet from his sleeve to him.

Yu Luocha grabbed the Rakshasa card and glanced at the rather fine jade card in his hand, "What else?"

Bai Jin raised her eyebrows, and took out two jade tokens from her sleeve, "This jade token, and this other jade token, which one do you want?"

Yu Luocha twitched the corners of her mouth and said, "It's all, it's not."

Bai Jin threw the genuine purple quality product over.

"You promised?"

"I won't work for you, and I won't do harm to you."

"What I want you to do is more important than working hard for me. When the time comes, you only need to do your best." Yu Luocha smiled meaningfully: "You will like that."

Bai Jin nodded.

The gray mist slowly dissipated, and when the white mist was completely blown away by the wind, there was no sign of Yu Luocha here.Such a weird concealment skill is worthy of being the most mysterious person in the Jianghu.

The white-clothed swordsman's hand holding the sword tightened involuntarily, he endured and endured, a trace of blood finally spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Yu Luocha's palm was quite powerful, the cold internal force penetrated into his meridians from the shoulder, and Bai Jin felt that the meridians all over his body were in dull pain.Such an injury would not heal within a month or two.

The Jianghu people in Daqing, the sword is the sword, the knife is the knife, unlike the Jianghu people in the Tang Dynasty, the sword is a gorgeous fire, it seems that they are born with the ability to release internal strength, and in this world, those who can release internal strength are all masters Level master.

Either way...

Both of them are homeless people. Now that they have seen the Huashan faction with their own eyes, they don’t know how to go the next way. Ke Qing, let’s call it Ke Qing. Not much more.

He put his sword back into its sheath, patted the dust on his clothes, put on his bamboo hat, and walked towards the town step by step.