Xie Buchen finally stopped talking.
Jianchou stood in front of him with his hands behind his back, with a three-point sneer on his lips and the other seven-points being gentle and kind. There was no sign that he had any deep hatred for Xie Buchen.
In the distance, the noise from the sea suddenly became louder.
Zuo Liu shouted excitedly: "Senior sister, senior sister, come quickly!"
When Jianchou turned around, he saw Zuo Liu and Ruhua Gongzi together. They seemed to have seen something important and waved at him vigorously.
Do you want to watch the fun yourself
She raised her eyebrows slightly, looked back at Xie Buchen, and sneered, "Please trouble Junior Brother Xie to slowly repair the formation. I'll go over there and take a look."
After saying this, she turned around, her figure floated away with the wind.
Xie Buchen stood there, looking at her back for a long while, and suddenly laughed for some reason.
He lowered his head to take a look at the formation in front of him, but didn't say anything. He took out a few spirit stones from his sleeve, calculated the positions, and placed them one by one.
…
The sky above the sea a dozen miles outside Dengtian Island was already becoming vaguely lively.
There are not many monks going out to sea at this time of year, but there are quite a few, especially when there is some excitement.
Seeing Chou coming towards Ruhua Gongzi and Zuo Liu, he asked, "What's wrong?"
"Senior Sister Jianchou, look at that."
As soon as he saw Jianchou coming, Zuo Liu quickly pointed at her.
Looking in the direction of Zuo Liu's finger, Jianchou suddenly exclaimed, "Short of money?"
On a reef not far below, there was a slightly plump man with a moustache. He was holding a golden abacus in his hand. His face was shrewd and his eyes rolled around. It was unknown how many plans he had in mind.
Seeing sorrow is too familiar.
The sound of his calculations had been heard in the Shahong community, and they had helped each other during the small gathering.
I just didn’t expect that I could see it from the West Sea.
What she didn't expect was that there was someone else next to Qian Que.
A man in a long robe, with a broad back and a lean build, was very sturdy. Standing next to Qian Que, he made Qian Que, who was of medium build, look shorter.
He was carrying a long stick, frowning, and looking at the opposite side with a bit of anger.
There were several monks on the opposite side, all wearing Taoist robes, but they were obviously not from the same sect, and their attire was a little different. The leading one had only four fingers on his left hand, and his ring finger was broken for some reason.
The wound seemed to have been inflicted not long ago and looked very fresh.
Beside these people, there was a pale-faced man with disheveled hair. He clenched his teeth and stared at the burly man next to Qian Que.
"Meng Xizhou, are you going to hand it over or not?!"
"Hand it over?" The brute sneered, his eyes sweeping across the monks on the opposite side, "I've lived for so long, but this is the first time I've encountered such bloody slander. Hehe, you want something? Come and get it if you're brave enough!"
"call!"
The long stick was taken off his shoulder and swung hard in his hand. There was a sound of breaking wind, which seemed particularly powerful.
As Jianchou looked at them, an idea suddenly occurred to his mind: It turned out to be them!
When she first heard the noise here, she felt that one of the voices seemed familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it before.
Just when the disheveled young man said the three words "Meng Xizhou", Jianchou immediately reacted: it was the three people from the Killing Red Realm!
Isn't this young man with disheveled hair, who has no cultivation at all, the only mortal who has entered the Killing Red World
The rough man holding the long stick was "Meng Xizhou" who always called her senior.
only…
Jianchou's gaze fell on Qian Que who was holding an abacus: If I remember correctly, this guy replaced Meng Xizhou's identity and attended the meeting. How did he get mixed up with Meng Xizhou himself now
I was confused and didn't understand the current situation for a moment. Jianchou didn't come out and didn't say anything.
Zuo Liu came over quickly and explained to Jianchou in a low voice: "A piece of white dragon shell suddenly flew out from the sea surface here. The three people were all on the island at the time, but the bigger one seemed to see the opportunity faster and took it first. Once the white dragon shell dies, its shell will automatically float to the surface of the sea. Whoever picks it up will own it. Naturally, it depends on who comes first. I didn't expect that this dishevelled guy would slander that others stole his things. These messy people behind him were all called over by him."
The flowery young man beside him listened, glanced ahead, and frowned in surprise: "When we came here, we only saw that they had already had a conflict. How do you know that it must be this person who slandered Jin Suanpan and the big guy?"
"Tsk..."
When Zuo Liu heard Ruhua Gongzi's question, he smiled complacently for the first time since the meeting.
"I have been a gangster for more than ten years, I know this very well, they can't hide it from my eyes!"
Playboy: “…”
Jianchou: “…”
Suddenly I really didn't know what to say.
The words left in the Black Wind Cave in the past appeared before his eyes one by one, and he felt helpless.
However, it is undeniable that Zuo Liu’s intuition and analysis are not wrong.
Because Jianchou also thinks so.
There are only two people on Qian Que and Meng Xizhou's side. Apart from Qin Ruoxu, whose cultivation level is almost unknown, there are still five opponents. Although their cultivation levels may not be higher than Qian Que's, they are not much different.
The confrontation is about to begin. If a war breaks out, I'm afraid neither Qian Que nor Meng Xizhou will be able to escape with any good results.
Jianchou thought for a while, then stood by and laughed, saying loudly: "Fellow Daoist Qian, Fellow Daoist Meng, I haven't seen you for a few days. How are you?"
"Huh?"
This sound!
His finger was already on the golden abacus. Qian Que was really holding back a rage today. He came to the sea with Meng Xizhou, but he never expected to meet such a scoundrel.
I had encountered this before in the red-killing world.
In the past, when he killed Hong Xiaojie, Meng Xizhou once said that he would help Qin Ruoxu who came to the Nineteen Continents to look for immortals. However, he was unlucky and met him again at the third level, so he had to kick him out.
They met again today on the shore of the West Sea, so Meng Xizhou remembered what they had said in the past and decided to help out.
Unexpectedly, before he could even open his mouth to say anything, a white dragon shell flew out. Meng Xizhou subconsciously grabbed it in his hand, which stirred up a hornet's nest.
Qin Ruoxu has been hanging around on the sea for about a year or two. No one knows where he got the martial arts skills from, but he has actually started on the path of cultivation. He has just reached the level of Qi training, but he met these "hooligans" on the sea behind him.
There are often idle monks on the sea who are too lazy to look for treasures themselves, so they just gather together. Once they see someone get the treasure, they immediately come out to snatch it away.
Because of their large numbers, lone monks are often unable to match them and have to offer their treasures with both hands.
Therefore, experienced monks will go out to sea in groups.
Those who dare to come out alone are either inexperienced idiots or people who are very confident in their own skills.
Qian Que and the others are facing the same situation today.
Originally, he had never been afraid of anyone and often bought goods from these pirates on the sea. How could he have thought that he would be robbed by pirates today
Qian Que was furious and wanted to have a good fight with them. Unexpectedly, he heard this voice right after he had set up his formation...
How are you
Qian Que turned his head with eyes wide open, following the voice. At that moment, he couldn't describe the feeling in his heart, and almost threw the golden abacus in his hand into the sky: "Daoyou Jianchou!"
"Senior, senior, senior!"
Meng Xizhou beside him felt like he was dreaming.
Standing next to Zuo Liu and Ruhua Gongzi was the axe-wielding female cultivator that he had seen at the small gathering.
Unexpectedly, I thought I would never have the chance to see it again, but I never thought I would meet it by chance above the West Sea!
In just a moment, Meng Xizhou felt his whole body burning hot, and the look in his eyes as he looked at Jianchou was extremely fiery!
This look was somewhat overwhelming for Jianchou.
She smiled bitterly in her heart and nodded slightly: "It's rare to have such a lively scene. I didn't expect to see you two. It's fate."
Oh my god!
luck!
It's just luck!
Qian Que wanted to slap his thigh when he saw Jianchou's eyes, which were so bright that it seemed as if a tail had grown behind him and was shaking violently.
At that moment, he dragged Meng Xizhou without hesitation and came in front of Jianchou. He pointed forward and said angrily, "Senior Sister Jianchou, you came at the right time. These people are slandering us and want to beat the two of us with six people. It's simply inhumane and inhumane!"
"you!"
Qin Ruoxu still didn't understand the situation. His cultivation was low and everyone seemed stronger than himself. He just felt that the word "Jianchou" sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.
Seeing that Qian Que was so disgraceful and directly accused him of being a "naughty person", he was so angry that his nose almost got crooked.
"Several fellow Taoists..."
Qin Ruoxu was so angry that he just wanted to turn around and ask these "friends" he met at sea, but he didn't expect that as soon as he turned around, his voice stopped.
because…
When these people heard Qian Que call out "Fellow Daoist Jianchou", their faces turned pale!
Zuo Sanqian became famous in one battle and reached the top alone!
The Candle-cutting Sect was overthrown as a result, and nearly a hundred people died on the spot.
Bones pave the road to heaven, blood dyes the sky red.
The heaven and earth change into wind and clouds for her, and only change the day into starry night!
Who doesn’t know the word “Jianshou”
The fingerless monk who was leading the group felt his clothes soaked with cold sweat. His eyes lingered around Jianchou and his group, and his scalp was tingling!
An ordinary monk with an unremarkable appearance looked at him with rolling eyes, holding a newly made jade book and a broken brush in his hands, which looked exactly like Zuo Liu, the monk who had no sect or school but entered the third test of the small meeting.
The other one is even scarier...
Although he didn't have eight beautiful maids serving him, who could not know his identity by looking at the embroidered robe that was unique in the entire Nineteen Continents
Wuyi Sect, the handsome young man!
The three people in front of me are actually the three people in the third test of this meeting!
The reason why they came here with tears in their eyes was something the monk with severed fingers had no idea about, and he didn't need to know at all.
Seeing that Qin Ruoxu was about to say something, the monk with the broken finger suddenly shouted: "Shut up!"
"… "
Qin Ruoxu didn't even have time to say a word before he was yelled at. It was like being hit by a club. He was a little confused.
When Jianchou saw this, he suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.
This is what Nineteen Continents is like.
Qin Ruoxu was a cultivator from an isolated island on earth, but his life was rather miserable.
Judging from his appearance and dress, he couldn't possibly be the man who suffered in Daxia in the past. He came to the Nineteen Continents to seek immortals and ask for the way, and he used such despicable means...
Become an immortal
Then I suddenly thought of Xie Buchen,
Jianchou chuckled in his heart, changed his mind, and looked at the monk with the broken finger with a smile.
"Senior Jianchou, it is us juniors who are blind. This is all a misunderstanding. We will never dare to cause trouble again. Please, Senior Jianchou, have mercy on us."
The monk with the severed finger suppressed the urge to be terrified, and even though cold sweat was running down his cheeks, he did not dare to wipe it with his hands.
"Am I that scary?"
Jianchou began to have such doubts in his mind.
Her eyes swept over the dripping cold sweat of the monk with the broken finger. Seeing that he was so sensible, she couldn't ask him anything for the moment. She just said, "It's not that you are showing mercy. You know the right and wrong clearly, and there's no need for me to say more. Just go away now, and don't let me see it a second time."
"Thank you, Senior Jianchou, for your great kindness..."
The monk with the severed finger finally felt that he had escaped a disaster, and he quickly bowed and stepped back.
"I'll leave now, I'll leave now..."
"this… "
How come this is different from what I thought
Qin Ruoxu looked at the finger-severed cultivator, then at Jianchou who was standing in front of him with an indifferent expression. He didn't understand the situation at all: Isn't she just an ordinary female cultivator? Why are they so afraid of her
He wanted to say something else.
The monk with the broken finger was already furious and glared at him fiercely.
Damn it, he originally thought that Qin Ruoxu had good cultivation and had a few things he wanted in his hands, so he was prepared to pretend to be nice to him, but he didn't expect that he was actually a fool who was causing trouble.
Once this matter is over, I will kill him, take the things in his hands, and then find a way to crack the problem.
Under Jianchou's gaze, several people bent their bodies and slowly retreated behind the reef.
Qian Que shook his head, clicked his tongue twice in a gloating manner, and watched the show with Meng Xizhou.
There was no expression of joy or anger on Jianchou's face. With his hands behind his back, his fingers were making hand gestures. If these people dared to launch a sneak attack, the only outcome waiting for them would be death.
"Senior Sister Jianchou, fellow Taoists, the teleportation array has been repaired."
Just when those people were about to leave the reef, Xie Buchen's calm voice was heard from Dengtian Island.
At this time, Qin Ruoxu had been led by the monk with the severed finger and was standing on a flying sword.
Hearing the voice, he subconsciously raised his head and looked towards Dengtian Island.
A figure in a green robe stood tall with a sword in his hand, looking a little proud. He was looking up and looking towards the reef.
Qin Ruoxu saw his face clearly at once, and at that moment, he felt a strong sense of familiarity.
So familiar!
In the past, on an isolated island on earth, during the Great Xia Dynasty, at a gathering in Kyoto, he was just a bastard son of an imperial merchant family and could only sit at the end of the table. He looked at the other noble sons of noble families, and celebrities with envy as they toasted and chatted with each other.
And this figure was the most dazzling one in the past, the one that everyone looked up to...
"Thank you, Third Young Master!"
There was a trace of confusion in his eyes. Before Qin Ruoxu could see more clearly, the monk with the broken finger had already seen the person on the island.
In an instant, the pupils shrank dramatically and the soul of the dead jumped out!
The wound on the severed finger suddenly felt extremely painful, as if I had returned to the day when the finger was cut off!
Damn it, it’s really a ghost!
What happened today
Kill gods one after another!
Wasn't the man standing on the island and talking to Jianchou the terrifying monk who cut off one of Jianchou's fingers when he was robbed a few days ago? !
He was wearing the same green robe, but he had no sword in his hand at that time.
Damn it!
unlucky!
The monk with the severed finger didn't dare to stay any longer. He ignored Qin Ruoxu's sudden resistance and stepped on the flying sword, risking his life to fly away!
There are strong men everywhere, and you would be a fool to stay with them!
Poor Qin Ruoxu had no time to carefully confirm his memory before he was lifted into the air and disappeared without a trace.
Jianchou and the others stood there, but they all noticed something unusual.
Zuo Liu muttered, "Is he running too fast?"
“Hehe…” The flowery young man gently pinched the paper fan with his fingers, but there was a dark light in his eyes. He looked towards the figure of Xie Buchen on the island and laughed sinisterly, “It seems that this fellow Taoist Xie who is traveling with us is not an ordinary person either.”
Jianchou's brows were furrowed, but he was still looking in the direction where those people disappeared.
Did she hear it wrong