The next day, when Lin Xin woke up, Shen Lou had already got up. Not wearing a wide-sleeved outer shirt, but wearing a strong arrow-sleeve outfit, swinging a sword in the courtyard.
Yu Yuan Sword, whose full name is Yu Yuan Luo Sun, has sword energy like a rainbow when wielding the sword. Even without Lu Li, relying on Shen Lou's own spiritual power, it can transform into a dazzling aura.
Stabbing, chopping, hanging, lifting, wiping clouds, racking, repeating the most basic moves with a sword over and over again, the wrist is as steady as a heavy weight, and every move hits the same position.
Lin Xin leaned on the porch, biting a willow branch to rinse his mouth, silently counting the number of times Shen Lou swung his sword.
At this time, it happened to change to the "sword swinging style", stand up the sword, send it out from bottom to top, and turn the wrist to flirt. This move needs to cooperate with the strength of the waist, if it is not done well, it will be ugly. Shen Lou's movements are comparable to the fine brushwork on the numbered musical notation. When he lifts the sword, he is as graceful as a dragon, and he takes one breath and one move, a thousand times!
With this level of spiritual power, Shen Lou still has the perseverance to practice basic sword moves every day.
After spitting out the willow branch in his mouth, Lin Xin went back to the house and took out his small sword, and jumped out from the corridor, colliding with the "Wiping Sword" passing by.
"My lord, how beautiful is your sword-swinging move just now, teach me." Lin Xin showed a studious and inquiring look.
Shen Lou looked at the small sword in his hand, "Okay."
Lin Xin held a flower by the hilt of his sword, and prepared to learn from Shen Lou, but unexpectedly, the man walked around behind him, "Make a move, I'll see." Into his mind, Lin Xin almost forgot to move.
He casually made a gesture of swinging the sword, and before Lin Xin could speak, the wrist that Ping Ping extended was suddenly supported by a big warm hand, "The sword swing doesn't matter how high or low it is, but the hand must be fast and straight."
The body temperature raised due to sword practice was transmitted to Lin Xin along the place where the two touched. In the warm wind of late spring, it was infectious.
"Senior brother!" Jian Zhong hurried over, and saw his impeccable senior who had learned all the sword moves in the first year, posing crookedly like a beginner. Sword swing. This is even more rare than the master giving him a box of deer glass.
"What's the matter?" Lin Xin put away his sword and glared at his blind junior brother.
"Master is going down the mountain to eliminate demons, so let us go together." Jian Zhong was fully dressed, with his natal spirit sword hanging on his waist.
"Get rid of what demon?" He quickly went back to the room and put on his outer shirt, casually threw Shen Lou's wide black sleeves to him, grabbed the small bronze mirror with a handle on his waist, and said as he walked.
"I don't know either," Jian Zhong smacked his lips, revealing two small dimples of grievance, "It's still useless for breakfast."
"Just know how to eat!" Lin Xin knocked him on the head. The biggest advantage of being a senior brother is that he can knock Feng Chong's head without any scruples. Even if he becomes a prince in the future, he can still knock him. Looking back at Shen Lou, he saw that the man was already fully dressed and followed silently, "Your Majesty is going too?"
Shen Lou was a little funny, this man handed him the clothes, didn't he mean to invite him to go with him? But he nodded with a smile.
Yanqiu is just a small soil bag, and five miles away from the soil bag is a small town called Luoyan Town. On weekdays, most of the food, clothing, and shopping are in this town. Zhu Xingli's so-called "downhill" means getting off the dirt bag and going to the town.
"Master, what's the matter?" Lin Xin picked up a handful of dates and ran to Zhu Xingli to ask.
Zhu Xingli grabbed a jujube and stuffed it into his mouth to chew, "I watch the stars at night for my master, and I noticed that there are monsters appearing nearby." He said so inscrutably, and spit out the jujube core a foot away.
"Isn't it cloudy last night?" Lin Xin grabbed Master's shoulder and spat out the date pit one foot and three inches with a "bah".
"Go, go, you talk too much." Zhu Xingli raised his hand to hit him, but Lin Xinchi dodged it, hid behind Shen Lou, and made faces at his master.
Shen Lou pursed his lips and smiled lightly, letting Lin Xin run around around him.
Because it is the junction of the Southern Region and the Eastern Region, with north-south connections and east-west roads, Luoyan Town is very prosperous, and it is by no means comparable to ordinary towns. Inns, restaurants, and Goulan courtyards are all available.
When it was cut to the town, it was like a chick returning to the forest, and went straight to the food stall on the side of the road, "Master, there are wontons over there!"
"No prospect!" Zhu Xingli knocked on his apprentice's head. He was wearing the Zhu family's crimson shawl, with exquisite deer glass beads on his forehead. He looked like a fairy with a high family background. Can such a fairy sit on a wonton stand and eat wontons
Of course.
So, the owner of the wonton stall cautiously brought four bowls of hot wontons to the table, and watched helplessly as the immortal head slurped down the wontons.
"Brother, I want to ask you something." Zhu Xingli took a sip of the soup, and gestured for the stall owner to come over and sit down with his hand. "I heard that someone in this town has lost his soul. Do you know which one it is?"
"I know, the one on North Street opened a pharmacy." Speaking of these rumors in the market, the stall owner gradually lost his previous restraint. He threw the scarf on his arm over his shoulder and sat down on Lin Xin, who looked the most harmless. Beside, "The day before yesterday his son went to the mountains to collect medicinal materials, and he didn't come back all day and night. Later, when his parents went to look for them, they found that his son and the two medicine boys seemed to be asleep. Yao Shi was not a doctor, so he asked a fairy to come, and summoned the soul. Together, they died completely."
As if being squeezed by the stall owner, Lin Xin held the wonton bowl and rubbed against Shen Lou, "If you lose your soul, you will die immediately. If you don't die, you still have a soul. How can you die as soon as you summon the soul?"
"The fairy said that he was swallowed by a monster, and there was only a wisp of remnant soul, which didn't last long." The stall owner didn't know much about these souls, so he learned from hearsay.
"Nonsense, where did you find the trash?" Zhu Xingli frowned, and after eating wontons in a few moments, he threw up his sleeves and headed towards North Street.
Seeing the master leaving, Jianzhong picked up the bowl and poured it into his mouth, wiping his mouth and following. Lin Xin didn't finish eating at all, he ran faster than his junior brother. Shen Shizi, who didn't know why, was left behind to face the stall owner who was asking for money.
The pharmacy was closed, and a funeral was being held in the courtyard, and the old couple who were sent by Baisha people to send the black-haired man were sobbing. Seeing that it was an immortal, everyone got up and saluted one after another, and told the situation in a hurry.
The person who set up the soul summoning array was a passing Sanxian, whose name was not known, it was said that he only summoned souls, not souls, and the immortal said that it might be caused by the soul-swallowing gu eagle.
"It must be the Gu carvings, didn't many people die six years ago!"
"Hey, I thought they were all gone, why are you still here?"
Ordinary people without spiritual power are very afraid of these monsters.
"What happened six years ago?" Shen Lou immediately asked after hearing what happened six years ago.
"Several people died overnight in this town six years ago." Lin Xin explained to him in a low voice. Speaking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty. The deaths of these people are also related to him, they are all the mistresses and waiters of the Zuiheju in the town.
That year, he had just been granted the Marquess of Cutting Lu, and he came back to pay homage to his master during the Ching Ming Festival, and wanted to buy a portion of the master's favorite sauced duck tongue at Zuiheju.
"Half a catty of duck tongue, a roast chicken, and a jar of pear blossom wine." Lin Xin sat alone in the lobby of Zuiheju without any guards. It's raining in spring outside, and pedestrians are in a hurry.
"Hey, isn't this Marquis of the Deer?" Three monks in scarlet robes and golden jade robes recognized Lin Xin who was drinking tea with his head bowed.
Lin Xin looked up, the three of them did not wear deer glass forehead pendants, they were not direct descendants of the Zhu family, but they were also members of the Zhu family in the Southern Region, "You are not polite when you see me, is this how Duke Jiang taught you how to behave?"
"Hey, you still have the face to mention the Duke of the country," one of them threw the bamboo basket in his hand on the table, and in the basket was the incense paper money he just bought, "You little bastard who killed his master and father!"
Lin Xin single-fingered on the handle of the scimitar Tunhook, his voice was icy, "Who are you calling a beast?"
"Call you! The second son raised you up from a young age, taught you fairy arts, and even went to the southern region to ask the patriarch to forge a sword for you, but you killed him! The emperor even made you, an unrighteous person, a deer-cutting prince. Pooh!" The three Zhu family disciples were filled with righteous indignation and yelled loudly, causing passers-by to stop one after another.
Everyone didn't expect that the famous Marquis of Cutting Lu was actually a young man who hadn't reached the crown. No matter the mortals or immortals, they couldn't help but look at him a few more times, wondering if he had the legendary three-headed and six-armed Yashazui.
Yes, he is a beast who killed his teacher, and the Zhu family will curse him if he scolds him, but the majesty of Marquis deer cannot be provoked!
Swallowing the hook out of its sheath, the ferocious killing aura instantly shattered a row of tables and chairs in the lobby. Those three people were not afraid at all, and they sacrificed the Luli Lingjian one after another, forming a Liuli Sanjue formation. It turned out to be the Zhu family's master "three swords"!
The double swords used by all three of them consume six deer glass at a time. However, the Zhu family was rich and powerful enough to afford the supply. The six spirit swords criss-crossed and rushed towards Lin Xin like a spider web.
Tungou is one against six, and it does not fall behind. However, the Zhu family had enough deer glass, after fighting for half an hour, the deer glass on the swallowing hook turned into powder, but the three of the Zhu family took turns to exchange for new deer glass. Lin Xin didn't bring anything with him, only a pack of duck tongues and a jar of pear-blossom white. The powerful spiritual power pressed down on his head, crushing the wine jar, and the fragrant wine dripped all over the floor.
Lin Xin, who was kneeling on one knee, had blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
"Master, what is the source of spiritual power?"
"Spiritual power is actually the essence of the sun and the moon. Lu Li is born with it, and it is the top grade for storing the essence of the sun and the moon."
"What is that soul?"
"The soul is the essence of heaven and earth, swallowing the sun and the moon; the soul is imprisoned by the body, grounded into the earth."
The essence of the sun and moon in the deer glass can be used, and the essence of the soul can also be used naturally! Reversing the spiritual veins, extracting the power of the surrounding souls, countless light spots gathered from the surroundings, the silver blade of the demon knife swallowing the hook suddenly seemed to be immersed in a pool of blood, and the red light flourished, twisting the sword light that was only half an inch away from the Tianling Gai smash.
"What kind of sorcery is this!" The three of them were taken aback and turned back their swords to defend.
The soul power of the opponent was continuously drawn, and the more he fought, the weaker he became, while Lin Xin, who did not have Lu Li, became more courageous as he fought.
"Boom—" The three of them were thrown out of Zuiheju, and because their souls were weak, they fell to the ground and convulsed.
Lin Xin put his sword back into its sheath, his dark blue eyes were as bright as stars, like an ancient soul-swallowing monster who sucked his soul and increased his cultivation base.
Looking back, Xiaoer and the waiter who were hiding in the corner had lost their souls and lost their vitality. It was the first time I realized the power of the soul, and I had no way to draw it, and took away all the soul power within a radius of three feet.
Immortals, cultivating the soul, separate the soul from the soul to form a divine soul. If the soul is lost, it will be weak; the soul of a mortal is connected and extremely fragile, and the soul-absorbing power will destroy the soul.
"Ah, murder—" the people scattered and fled.
The Marquis of the Deer kills innocent people indiscriminately, even the unarmed Baixin, and his reputation spreads hundreds of miles overnight, which can stop children from crying at night.
Returning to Yanqiu again, Lin Xin went to Zuiheju for the first time, but found out that the waiter and waiter here died suddenly six years ago. The boss was terrified, sold the restaurant and went back to his hometown to farm.
The author has something to say: Small theater:
Xinxin: (passes the sword) Old Gong, old Gong, I want to catch the monster down the mountain
Loulou: good
Xinxin: What are you doing with the sword, you want to follow me? Hey, so clingy
Lou Lou: …
Xinxin: (hands lubricant) Old Gong, old Gong, I'm going to sleep
Loulou: good
Xinxin: Oh, what are you doing, you pervert! I originally planned to cultivate myself_(:з」∠*)_
Lou Lou: …