The Ultimate Sword Master

Said.

His figure flashed and disappeared instantly.

"This cold mountain..."

Yan Qianjue's eyes turned and fell on the Blood Ancestor, "Is this your territory?"

"No no no!"

The Blood Ancestor was trembling with fear.

"It belongs to the leader! It all belongs to the leader!"

"Stop talking nonsense, you will still be responsible for looking after this place from now on, not even a blade of grass or a tree will be missing...otherwise, hum!"

"understand!"

"My cultivation level is so low."

Yan Qianjue looked disgusted.

"I'll go to the main forum later and raise my cultivation level to the transcendent realm first!"

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"

The Blood Ancestor thanked him so much that he was so moved that he almost cried.

"Girl!"

Yan Qianjue turned around and ignored him, looked at A-nan, with a malicious look on his face, "Let's go back with me to become a disciple!"

"No!"

Grandma was so frightened that her face turned pale.

"I don't want to become a disciple..."

"Hahaha!"

Yan Qianjue laughed wildly.

"That's not up to you!"

The words have not yet fallen.

He rolled up his sleeves and disappeared without a trace with his grandmother.

Vaguely.

You can also hear the sound of Ah Nan screaming.

"..."

Everyone was dumbfounded again.

They vaguely felt that Yan Qianjue might have suffered too much in front of Yu Miao, so he deliberately regained his position in front of A-nan.

It’s inhumane!

"Elder Zhao."

Seeing Yan Qianjue leaving.

Only then did the Blood Ancestor carefully raise his head and look at an elder.

"What is the origin of Mr. Fu and why..."

"Master Fu?"

The elder glanced at him.

"His surname is not Fu!"

"Ah? Then he..."

"Do you know that more than ten years ago, our Holy Demon Sect went to the Great Yan Dynasty to rescue the young leader's junior brother?"

"I know."

"this."

The elder sighed.

"He is our young leader's junior brother!"

thump!

The Blood Soul Ancestor suddenly sat on the ground.

My mother!

Such thick thighs!

Hanshan!

Look at the countryside!

He remembered these two places firmly in his mind.

starting today!

I just live here and won’t leave!

Who dares to touch every plant and tree here... risk your life with him!

…

Looking into the countryside.

Gu Han quietly returned to the small courtyard without disturbing the villagers.

Three days ago.

There is still laughter here.

Three days later.

It was already deserted.

Wooden piers, dry firewood, fences, walls, huts... He glanced at them one by one, as if he wanted to ingrain these things deeply in his heart.

Suddenly.

But he saw the fish basket placed in the corner.

Inside the fish basket.

The fish was still there, and it was covered with a layer of spiritual power, which kept the fish fresh.

Gu Han smiled.

This spiritual power belongs to A-nan.

He took out the fish, removed the scales, gills, and cleaned it... Then he walked to the stove he had built himself, boiled water, added firewood, and boiled a pot of fish soup.

Pour out the fish soup.

He took a taste and sighed suddenly.

"It tastes so damn bad!"

really.

Compared with her craftsmanship, it's not even the slightest bit worse.

He was stunned for a while.

He drank the fish soup from the coarse porcelain bowl, carefully put the tattered coarse cloth robe into the storage ring, and put on the moon-white robe again.

One last look at the small courtyard.

His figure swayed and instantly turned into a stream of light, disappearing into the sky!

"Goodbye, earth."

Vaguely.

His whispers came from the sky.

…

boom!

boom!

Within the void.

Zhong Yu had been fighting with the old monk for half a day. He had not noticed before and was slapped by the huge palm that fell from the sky, but he was seriously injured.

now.

Standing behind the old monk.

Not a Buddha or a Vajra, but a Bodhisattva.

Holding flowers in left hand.

Holding a sword in his right hand.

The treasure elephant is solemn.

"I am the Buddha with mercy."

The old monk didn't know how many times he chanted the Buddha's name and clasped his hands together instantly!

In an instant!

The Bodhisattva's Dharma image flicked with his left hand, and a 'swastika' Buddha seal flew out instantly. It was only the size of a palm at first, but by the time it landed in front of Zhong Yu, it had already transformed into hundreds of feet.

boom!

The Buddha's seal was imprinted on him instantly!

Sui Er.

The figure of the Bodhisattva's Dharma swayed, and he came directly in front of him. The divine sword in his hand flashed with Buddha's light, and he slashed it down heavily.

One sword!

He directly knocked Zhong Yu away!

"Bald donkey!"

Zhong Yu reluctantly stopped, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked gloomy.

It's not that he was hurt too badly.

It's just that he didn't have the heart to fight.

With Ling Ya's distracting strength, he could crush a monk who was going through a human tribulation with just one finger, but now... it's been half a day, a full half day!

Still no movement at all!

"no!"

He couldn't bear it any longer.

Go back and have a look!

There must not be the slightest mistake!

boom!

Think of this.

He picked up his cultivation, stopped fighting with the old monk, and headed straight to the top of Hanshan Mountain!

See it.

The old monk did not take action anymore.

Just still following him closely.

A moment's work.

The two of them were instantly at the top of Hanshan Mountain.

now.

Both Gu Han and Yan Qianjue had been gone for a long time.

"Master!"

With Zhong Yu's cultivation level.

Naturally, we can find some clues.

He didn't know where Gu Han had gone, but judging from the remaining energy and blood stains on the ground, it was obvious that Ling Ya's clone... had been killed!

"Master, you can actually lose?"

Since he became a disciple of Lingya.

After seeing his various tricks and plans, an idea came to my mind.

Ling Ya!

Never lose!

But today's scene broke his cognition.

"Great kindness!"

The old monk also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that the lucky benefactor has his own destiny!"

Next.

Now you can get rid of the devil with peace of mind!

Think of this.

He sat cross-legged, and the Bodhisattva behind him disappeared in an instant. As the Buddha's light circulated, he turned into three thousand Buddhas again.

For a while.

The three thousand shadows all have compassionate faces and chant sutras constantly.

"what are you doing!"

Zhong Yu suddenly felt a little upset.

"donor."

The old monk lowered his eyebrows.

"You have sinned so much that I want to punish you."

While talking.

The Buddha's voice was several times clearer than before, and together they turned into a miraculous force that penetrated his body, cultivation, and soul... and landed directly in his mind. No matter what he used, No matter what method, I can't resist it!

"Bald donkey!"

He looked very angry.

"Wait!"

"When my master arrives, I will give you a hard death!"

boom!

While talking.

He flashed and disappeared again!

…

Half a day later.

"Bald donkey!"

Zhong Yu's eyes were red and he stared at the old monk following behind him.

"what on earth do you want!"

"donor."

The old monk clasped his hands together.

"I want to save you."

This half day comes.

He followed Zhong Yu closely.

Don't do anything else.

Just chant sutras.

Zhong Yu almost went crazy due to his torture.

"Fuck you Duhua!"

His eyes were a little red, and his speed increased a lot again. He just wanted to get rid of this annoying fly as soon as possible.

…

Three days later.

"Stop reading it!"

"I told you to stop reading!"

Zhong Yu's eyes were blood red, and there was a hint of madness in his expression.

The old monk is too difficult to deal with!

Can't beat it!

Can't get rid of it!

I chanted the sutra for three days and three nights without stopping for a quarter of an hour!

"donor."

The old monk sighed.

"Are you willing to get rid of your karma?"

"I don't……"

Zhong Yu was about to answer, but he suppressed the anger in his heart as he thought of the horror of his chanting.

"What do you propose!"

"Just listen to Lao Na chanting sutras for thousands of years."

"I……"

Zhong Yu completely went berserk.

"I kill you!"

…

Time flies.

More than ten days have passed.

Gu Han's cultivation has greatly improved now, his speed has increased by an unknown amount, but now he has returned to the Eastern Wasteland.

Fengwuyuan.

Halfway up the mountain.

A figure wearing a moon-white robe slowly descended.

Gu Han!

Before looking for the old blind man.

But he came back here to take a look.

"kindness?"

The moment of falling down.

He was a little surprised.

It stands to reason.

It has been more than ten years since anyone came back here, but now the three huts are clean and tidy, and even the weeds on the ground have been cleared away.

Who did it?

he mused.

Also at this time.

A quarrel suddenly came from the foot of the mountain.