Land god

When Wang Kexiu saw Du Qian, he laughed happily, and looked enviously at the little tiger demon beside him and said, "A domesticated tiger? You are so capable, I can't raise it." It seemed that he was not afraid of this threat at all. The fierce king of the mountain.

Du Qian said with a smile: "This is the mount I just received, and its name is Xiaozhu."

"Little pig? Isn't this a tiger?" The bald head asked in bewilderment.

Du Qian's face froze for a moment, and then he laughed dryly: "Ha, well, I admit that I am incompetent in naming myself." This bald head, how can you directly expose me!

After he finished speaking, he carefully observed the expression of the little tiger demon, and found that the little guy was all focused on observing the steaming hot spring, and didn't seem to notice the ambiguity of his name, so he was relieved, and hurriedly sent it to the valley After strolling around, he turned to ask why the bald head fought with that Taoist priest just now.

The bald head didn't pay any attention to the fight just now, and said nonchalantly: "The man said that this place belongs to him, and I will not be allowed to come back in the future. I know this is the same as the Huazi under the city wall grabbing territory, and a fight is needed It’s okay, so I fought with him, and he lost, so this site is still mine now.”

Du Qian laughed, and the bald head was right. Practitioners robbing the blessed land of Lingshan is essentially the same as beggars robbing positions!

But having said that, this bald head is just a mortal martial artist, he only learned ordinary boxing techniques that can be seen everywhere, but he can beat away the cultivation!I heard that he beat away monsters before, he really is a monster-like existence~

Du Qian couldn't help thinking, if he could help this guy get superior martial arts, or a practice method suitable for him, what would his strength be like?

While he was still flirting in his heart, the bald head was sweating all over after the fight, so he greeted him and began to take off his clothes. After stripping himself naked, he quickly got into the room again. In the hot spring.

Du Qian stared straight at the place where the bald head just took off his clothes, and tried his best to burn the scenes he just saw into his mind. It wasn't that his reaction was too exaggerated. Anyway, he was also a person who read countless movies in his previous life. The handsome man without clothes, this body is too perfect, every time he sees it, it brings him a great shock and temptation, and it often takes a long time to recover.

After a while, Du Qian also soaked in the hot spring. In order to force himself not to pay attention to the opposite body, he tried his best to divert his attention. In a blink of an eye, he saw the flying sword left by the Taoist priest not far away, and found it interesting. So he used his divine power to take it off in front of him.

I saw that although this flying sword was made of wood, it was very heavy. The grain was simple and the wood was meticulous. Obviously, the wood used to make it was quite old.

On the three-finger-wide sword, a string of runes was engraved along the wooden lines. Du Qian recognized it for a long time, but thought it should be nine characters, but he didn't know it.

He tried to inject divine power into the wooden sword, and found that the Taoist priest's spiritual power remained in the wooden sword was actually not much, and it was very vain, and his divine power dispelled it with just one charge.

Du Qian thought to himself, it seems that this Taoist is really weak, otherwise he would not have been shaved with an ordinary stone and scattered most of the spiritual power controlling the flying sword, and finally had to throw away his armor and flee for his life.

As he injected divine power into the wooden sword, he saw the nine-character characters engraved on the wooden sword light up one after another. When all nine runes were illuminated by divine power, the sword was completely refined by him. up.

The wooden sword refined by Du Qian was completely different from the one used by Taoist priests. The whole wooden sword seemed to be plated with gold, and it was almost impossible to tell that it was made of wood.

The bald man was watching lively, seeing Du Qian opened his eyes, he quickly asked: "What's going on, what's going on?"

Du Qian looked at his strange appearance, thinking that this guy easily defeated a cultivator just now, and he has no experience at all. If he meets a real expert in the future and is so reckless, wouldn't he be at a disadvantage?

So he smiled and said to Wang Kexiu: "Baldhead, do you think that guy just now is amazing?"

The bald head really shook his head and said: "It doesn't look like a fight, it's like a trick, a wooden sword, circling around people like a wasp, I teased him for a long time and didn't see any other tricks..."

There was a black line on Du Qian's forehead, he just fought with the flying sword dozens of times, but he was just teasing the Taoist priest!Is this bald head really pure--?He was starting to sympathize with that Taoist priest a little bit now.

After being speechless for a while, Du Qian put on his smile again and said to Wang Kexiu: "Baldhead, do you know? The person who just fought with you is a cultivator, that is, a type of person that ordinary people often call immortal masters. The one you fought with was actually the most unpromising among them, so you easily solved it. If you meet this kind of person who can use flying swords and spells in the future, don't easily start a dispute with him. Fight if you can beat it, if you can't beat it, run to a crowded place!"

Ordinary cultivators will not commit crimes under the watchful eyes of the public, because they always have to estimate the image of Daogu Xianfeng, so as not to be called demons and evil ways by mortals, and then be used by those who are interested in the name of "killing demons and eliminating demons" , Those who don’t understand it will be wiped out.

After hearing Du Qian's words, the bald head said in surprise: "Hey! Immortal master! Is the promising one very powerful?"

"Of course it's amazing, look at this!" Seeing his ignorant look, Du Qian urged the refined wooden sword in his hand with divine power, and with a single finger, the wooden sword turned into a golden light and flew away. Going out, he happened to hit a rock protruding from the cliff.

There was a crisp sound of "click!", and the rock with a diameter of several feet was cut into two sections by the wooden sword, and the incision was as smooth as a mirror!

"Holi!" The bald man squeezed his eyes, excitedly looking at the place where the wooden sword cut off.

In order to let the bald head learn the lesson, Du Qian urged the wooden sword to fly back to the hot spring.The golden light brought by the wooden sword flashed past the eyes of the two of them like lightning, but suddenly stopped in the middle of the hot spring.

When the flying sword was already fixed in place, a straight line of water suddenly appeared on the surface of the water it had just passed, and countless crystal water splashes were splashed with a sound of "Wow!" - the air fluctuation driven by the flying sword was lagging behind. It took a long time to erupt, and it can be seen that its speed has reached the extreme!

"So fast!" The bald man exclaimed in amazement after being splashed all over his face.

And Du Qian was also surprised for a while, he found himself urging the flying sword, as if he had been practicing for a long time, the effect was better than his expectation!

For a while, he couldn't find the reason for this effect, so he simply stopped thinking about it and concentrated on chatting with the bald head.

"Are you a promising fairy teacher?" asked with the bald head staring at the flying sword that Du Qian casually put aside.

"Uh," Du Qian didn't know how to explain it for a while, so he could only say ambiguously, "I'm not, I just showed you the tricks of an immortal master, it's an imitation! A truly powerful immortal master is better than this Many times!"

"It's not that the fairy master is so powerful~" the bald head muttered, slowly paddling the water and approaching, and stood side by side with Du Qian.

At the beginning, Du Qian didn't notice the small movements of the bald head because he was thinking about things for a while. When he noticed, the naked body full of masculinity had already sat down next to him, and his whole body tensed up immediately. It was as if he had been given a hold spell, and he couldn't even dodge.

Even though the spirit body was not breathing, Du Qian felt a sense of suffocation, and his consciousness completely lost the ability to think.

The bald man didn't speak, seeing that Du Qian didn't run away, he continued to stay next to him contentedly.

Time seemed to be at a standstill, and I don't know how long it took. Du Qian woke up when he heard a slight snoring sound, and found that the bald head had fallen asleep with his head tilted. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and took a careful look at it. He glanced at the sleeping face of the other party, but he didn't dare to look more.

But in the end, Du Qian still couldn't hold back. He stroked the water surface lightly with his hand, and the water surface that was originally rippling immediately calmed down and turned into a smooth mirror-like plane, and the underwater scene also changed accordingly. It's clear.

So for the next whole half a day, Du Qian kept replaying some meaty mushrooms and eggs in front of his eyes... It wasn't until it was getting late that he suddenly realized that he had something to do.