Walk the career line in Xianxiawen

The Half-Spirit Realm is divided into four parts, with only one entrance and four exits, the upper north entrance, the lower south entrance, the left west entrance, and the right east entrance.

The cultivator of Huashen should leave a remnant soul to choose a successor, which is hidden in these four places in the half-spirit realm, and there are many opportunities in the half-spirit realm, all of which are the lifetime wealth that Da Neng can offer during his lifetime.

There are dangers and treasures inside, and how much the monks who come in can harvest depends on luck.

Wei Yin walked a few steps, and found another corpse whose heart had been dug out.

"A demon cultivator has sneaked in?" He bent down, staring at the wide-eyed corpse thoughtfully.

"Who told you that Moxiu likes to dig out hearts?" Xie Xingxiu also squatted down to observe the wounds on the dead.

The wound was not neat, he could tell at a glance that someone had cut his chest open with his fingers, and then dug out his heart. The method of killing was straightforward without hesitation.

The deceased was a Jindan cultivator, and the one who could kill him with one blow was either a sneak attack by a mid-stage Jindan cultivator, or a top Jindan cultivator who killed him with a unique move.

Wei Yin also observed the corpse for a while, heard the words, accepted his words with a smile, and said: "The script says that demon cultivators like to eat the heart, and they do a lot of evil, everyone gets it and punishes them."

"Stop reading those messy scripts." Xie Xingxiu got up and washed his hands with purification.

Wei Yin stared at his hands, thinking that these hands are quite delicate, and it takes such a labor-intensive technique to wash off the smell that won't linger.

He followed slowly, and suddenly set up a barrier, leaned close to Xie Xingxiu's snow hair, and asked unhurriedly in the other's ear: "Junior Brother is so familiar with Moxiu, could it be that someone in his parents' generation had gone mad?"

Not to be outdone, Xie Xingxiu turned his head to look at him, his ponytailed snow hair fell a little on Wei Yin's shoulder.

Black and white intertwined, distinct.

Black hair is darker, and snow hair is whiter.

He smiled, "Why didn't Senior Brother say I was a Demon Cultivator?"

Wei Yin didn't avoid him either, "Aren't you?"

"Yes, do you believe it?"

"Believe it, why not believe it."

After hearing this, Xie Xingxiu sneered, as if he wanted to see Wei Yin as a flower.

Shi Wuhui, who was walking behind, saw that the two had to walk next to each other, the relationship between the brothers should be very good, it seemed that he had wrongly blamed Wei Yin before.

"Brother, are you thinking about how to kill me?"

Xie Xingxiu withdrew his gaze and walked side by side with Wei Yin, his fingers were clenched before he knew it, the two of them were full of murderous aura, from outsiders, it looked more like they were chatting and laughing.

"Yes, do you believe it?"

Wei led him back.

"I wish my senior brother would do it quickly, so that I don't have to pretend to lie to the children."

Xie Xingxiu glanced at the sleepy Shi Wuhui, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and his tone was brisk.

Wei Yin wanted to make a move.

He didn't hide his murderous intentions.

But Xie Xingxiu was neither afraid nor dodged, even now, he did not keep a distance from him.

Originally, a junior in Foundation Establishment was more than enough to kill, and could even be regarded as overqualified, but Xie Xingxiu's attitude made Wei Yin hesitate.

Xie Xingxiu was able to escape his artistic conception last time, but this time it may not be impossible to escape from him.

Wei Yin had scruples in his heart, and he was restrained in doing things. The two temporarily maintained peace on the surface, but if Xie Xingxiu was killed, Wei Yin would be the first one who would be willing to add insult to injury.

The two guarded Shi Wuhino to avoid the attacks of several phantom beasts. Shi Wuhino only had foundation building skills, and could barely defeat one or two phantom beasts, which was considered a burden in the half-spirit realm. Although Wei Yin and the other two did not say , but Shi Wuhui still silently remembered the kindness of this pair of senior brothers.

The three of them killed beasts and seized pills at Zuodongkou, and also met several monks who wanted to kill and seize treasures, but they were all smashed to death by Xie Xingxiu with an umbrella.

The umbrella was made of a special material, smooth, not stained with blood, and as white as unpicked cotton in the field.

Shi Wuhui stood beside him and recited a few mantras to save his soul.

"These unlucky ghosts come from a small sect that is a vassal of Kunlun. What is it called... Wanshengzong?"

Xie Xingxiu knelt down and picked up the storage bag, because he was the murderer, so he didn't divide the stolen goods equally.

Wanshengzong?

Wei Yin felt that these words were somewhat familiar.

After scratching in his mind for a while, he remembered that this was Jiang Xueqi's sect.

But Xie Xingxiu was still picking and choosing: "No wonder these people are going to rob, there are only a few hundred spirit stones in the storage bag, what a poor ghost!"

Wei Yin raised his eyebrows and was about to speak when he suddenly heard a voice other than Xie Xingxiu:

"Friend Daoist Wei!"

The disguised Shi Wuhui changed his face, put on a wig and a felt hat, and put on a Taoist robe. Even so, when he heard an outsider coming, he turned around subconsciously, pretending that he did not exist.

Wei Yin raised his eyes and saw a lush cyan color slowly rushing towards him, he came to him like stars holding the moon, his figure was weak, but he was tainted with nobility.

It was Jiang Xueqi and a group of Kunlun disciples.

"Fellow Daoist Wei, you were here. Senior Brother Mei had a fight with Peak Master Yaofeng because of you. I heard that Peak Master Yaofeng hasn't woken up yet."

Jiang Xueqi's voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear her clearly.

He glanced around Wei Yin, and said in a slightly surprised tone, "So you are not injured, it seems that Senior Brother Mei misunderstood the peak master of Yaofeng, what should I do."

Wei Yin waited for him to finish his performance and ignored him.

Xie Xingxiu only felt that this person was buzzing like a fly, and he babbled a lot when he first arrived, setting fire to Wei Yin overtly and secretly, which seemed even more annoying than Wei Yin.

He shook the storage bag in his hand and said, "Noisy."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Xueqi's fans immediately exploded.

Follower No. [-]: "Who are you, how dare you say that about our little uncle!" This one immediately stood before Jiang Xue got up.

Follower No. [-]: "It's useless to talk more, take my sword!" This is even more outrageous, and he drew his sword directly.

And Jiang Xueqi suddenly saw that the two lying on the ground were somewhat familiar.

That pattern, that saber...

The followers were about to walk over, but the Lord they were following was faster than them. He pushed them away and rushed up, hugging the two bodies that had been killed by one blow, and began to cry.

"Second Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother! Fifth Senior Brother, wake up!"

"Senior brother..." Jiang Xue burst into tears, her eyes were red, she raised her head, and asked word by word: "Friend Daoist Wei, why did you kill my senior brother?"

The three of Wei Yin were immediately surrounded by Kunlun's people.

Shi Wuhui covered his face with his hands, turned his body slightly, and said weakly: "These people were not killed by Fellow Daoist Wei..."

"Fellow Daoist Wei already has a golden core, you two are both Foundation Establishment, who else can kill my senior brother except him!"

The two utterly dead bodies on the ground were both at the early stage of Jindan, so what Jiang Xueqi said was right.

Shi Wuhui pointed to Xie Xingxiu, indicating that this person was the culprit, but he quickly realized that no matter what, the three of them killed people, there was no difference, this group of people was very aggressive and vicious, and they would definitely not let it go.

Xie Xingxiu did not intend to explain to Wei Yin, but was interested in observing Wei Yin's reaction.

Jiang Xue stood up slowly and slowly, holding a Tianlei wooden sword, raised it tremblingly and pointed it at Wei Yin, then put it down slumpedly, the tears in her eyes dripped down on the ground, crying out of breath Take a breath.

"When I went to Penglai to recuperate, the fifth senior brother personally sent me there. Before leaving, the second senior brother took out all his savings, just so that I could recuperate in Penglai Yuquan."

"Some time ago, the brothers handed over the sound transmission talisman and asked me when I would go back, so they could celebrate."

"I can go back to visit my relatives soon, but the brothers will never see me again."

Jiang Xueqi burst into tears.

These Kunlun disciples felt distressed and furious, "Little Master Uncle, let us kill these animals for you!"

Some people are just about to move, and some people have already begun to formulate formulas.

"Stop for me!"

Jiang Xueqi suddenly amplified his voice, and the audience fell silent for an instant, only to hear his tail trembling like a butterfly fluttering in the wind: "You Daoist Wei is Brother Mei's disciple, we can't do it for you, are you going to violate the imperial order!"

He added softly: "You are willing, and I don't want you to suffer because of me. Listen to my advice, okay?"

Wei Yin saw that before he could speak, the anger of these people had been provoked, and he helplessly spread his hands, "I said—the thing is like this, they want to kill people to seize treasure, we have no choice but to fight back, and have no intention of killing people."

Jiang Xueqi choked up, and looked at him angrily, "How could my senior brother do such a thing, Daoist Wei, you killed my senior brother, I want you to give an explanation!"

Your senior brother won't do such a thing, so I will kill someone for no reason?

Wei Yin was not surprised that people from Kunlun were all on Jiang Xueqi's side. Jiang Xueqi seemed to be born with hostility towards him, no matter in his previous life or now.

He clapped his hands, no longer defending: "If you kill, you will kill. I will kill the person, the one on the left will throw the corpse, and the one on the right will take the money."

Wei Yin did not forget to drag the two people beside him into the water, especially Xie Xingxiu who was still watching the fun.

He has never been afraid of anyone, "Together?"

Wei Yin brought a photo stone, but he didn't even record Xie Xingxiu's murder, so he really couldn't prove his innocence.

But the Photo Stone also costs money to buy, and the price is not cheap. Even if he has a storage bag gifted by Mei Fuyou, it is only a casual cultivator now, and excessive squandering is not tolerated.

"Little Martial Uncle, why bother talking to him, just kill him! We don't want you to be so wronged!"

"That's right, little uncle, it's only right and proper to kill people to pay for their lives. Is it possible that we can't kill a boy of the Golden Pill and two foundations? Even if we kill him, it's a good deed, and the sect won't punish us too much."

"How can I have such a disciple in Kunlun!"

Wei Yin's thoughts were pulled away.

I especially remember that when Jiang Xueqi was found in the last life, those in Kunlun who had admired him and loved him suddenly shunned him, looked at him who knew nothing, shook their heads, and said bitterly: "I How could Kunlun have such a despicable disciple!"

Despicable thief.

Stolen dude.

Stolen practice.

Stolen identity.

He, Wei Yin, is an out-and-out animal, a thief who occupies a magpie's nest, and a half-demon who is not as good as a pig or a dog.

The third senior brother even waited for him to be abolished, stepped on his hand bones, and crushed him vigorously, saying to help Jiang Xue grind, and at the same time saying to grind for Kunlun.

On his [-]th birthday, he changed from the bright moon of Kunlun to the disgrace of Kunlun.

a step far.

Heaven and earth.

The author has something to say:

Heijiang Xueqi (although I like the name)