Immortal Soaring Blade

Listen to all kinds of sounds in my ears, smell the aroma of wine in the air, and watch the stream running along the city. The setting sun, bathed in the sun of Dongyang City, antique glazed tile houses, small bridge water scene. A breeze blowing, Zhao Jiuge feel the whole mood drunk, is so comfortable.

Dongyang City is very popular. Although the sun is about to set now, the flow of people on the street is still turbulent. Zhao Jiuge constantly wanders in front of stalls everywhere, holding up from time to time to observe those new things. After all, Zhao Jiuge is only a 14-year-old boy, and his child's temperament and temperament have come to such a big city for the first time.

After a while, Zhao Jiuge, who had strolled the street leisurely, walked forward and found a strange lane. There were several waves of spiritual power coming, so he hesitated and walked into the alley.

The alley is very quiet. Compared with other busy streets in Dongyang City, it seems out of place. After a few steps into the alley, there are a few people who are full of aura. There are only seven or eight people in front of us. Judging from the fluctuation of spiritual power, one is moving blood, the other is psychic. Zhao Jiuge looks at these people carefully.

While Zhao Jiuge is looking at these people, they are also looking at Zhao Jiuge. They can see that the young man in black cloth has a long sword on his back and a little immature on his delicate face. He looks at him with dark eyes and finds that he has spiritual power fluctuation. Although he is surprised by his youth, he still lowers his head and is busy with his own affairs without saying anything to each other Language.

Zhao Jiuge went over and carefully looked at the things on the stalls in front of those people. They were all ordinary miraculous medicines. The spiritual power was not very strong. There were also some spiritual stone materials. Zhao Jiuge was not interested in seeing it. Only a few magic weapons were not as good as the sword on his back.

Magic weapons are usually inlaid with spirit stones and then made, which increases the absorption of spiritual power and greatly increases the power of magic weapons. And treasure ware is usually made of materials with spirit. It has its own characteristics, power and skills. Looking at the things on the stall, Zhao Jiuge realized that the alley was a place for monks to trade. However, seeing the things on the stall was not very good, Zhao Jiuge was not interested at all.

I can't help feeling that most ordinary people, even if they are lucky enough to set foot on the path of cultivation, can't achieve very high accomplishments in their whole life because of their skills. Thinking about the woman in plain clothes called Prajna, she cultivated elixir at a young age. Besides the talent, there are more reasons for the skill. Sure enough, there are no ants under Yuanying, and everything is sudden At the same time, Zhao Jiuge is also very happy with himself, and he is looking forward to the power of the Sanskrit Heart Sutra and the Sanskrit holy body Dharma.

When he turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly found two men in black who were carrying blood realm standing in front of a narrow door at the end of the alley. The door was covered by a black curtain. Zhao Jiuge wondered in his heart what place could be allowed two monks to guard the door. He hesitated and walked up.

"Stop, do you have an invitation?" Two men in black watched Zhao Jiuge with vigilance, and looked up and down at the young boy Invitation, what kind of invitation? " Zhao Jiuge looked at two men in black and asked in surprise You can't get in without an invitation. You're a casual repairer from outside. This is the property of Mo family in Dongyang City. Don't make trouble. " The man in black shouts with vigilance on his face. Although he is young and gentle in front of him, he doesn't dare to be too presumptuous. After all, Zhao Jiuge is also full of spiritual power fluctuation. Monks can't compare with ordinary people. They are all eccentric.

Mo's family, Zhao Jiuge murmured to himself that there should be only one mo family in Dongyang City. I'll ask Mr. Mo when I visit Mo's tomorrow. Turn around and return to the inn.

After stretching his waist, Zhao Jiuge vomited his turbid breath, went to bed, sat cross legged, his eyes closed slowly, his hands beating the Dharma decision of practicing the Sanskrit holy body, and the chest undulation gradually became more and more stable. Soon after Zhao Jiuge closed his eyes, the peaceful space around him was just like a rock suddenly thrown into the lake, which broke the calm lake, Wisps of clear and visible aura seeped into Zhao Jiuge's body from the air.

After getting into the body, the operation of the Dharma is transformed into spiritual power and flows along the elixir field, moistening and nourishing the tiny golden dragon in the elixir field. The joyful sound of dragon chanting suddenly rings in the body, and the spirit power in the body is slowly pouring in. The Golden Dragon opens two dragon eyes and absorbs the spiritual power greedily. With the passage of time, the color of the golden pattern dragon becomes more bright and its body becomes brighter It's more vivid and vivid.

After practicing the Sanskrit holy body Dharma, he vomited a breath of white air, and his hands were printed out of the state of practice. The Golden Dragon in his body seemed to be sitting lazily in the beginning of Dantian after eating and languidly, and his eyes were slightly squinting.

Feeling the level of Sanskrit in his body, Zhao Jiuge was pleased and satisfied. Now he only waited for the spiritual power to nourish the Golden Dragon. Only when he entered the spiritual realm could he practice the second level of Sanskrit holy body.

Not long after he wanted to break through the blood moving realm, he was busy on his way in the past few days, but he had not yet practiced. So his body was running with the skill of Sanskrit Heart Sutra. The aura around him poured out to Zhao Jiuge, and the aura ran to the cloud like route of the heaven. As the spirit gradually turned into spiritual power, Zhao Jiuge absorbed it a little bit, and the route of Da Zhou Tian kept running, but the aura was not Broken surging, such a cycle, Zhao Jiuge is sitting like this, has been practicing.The next morning, warm morning glow poured in from the window gap, and on the floor of the Inn room, a small white light spread out, which slowly extended, and finally climbed up to the bed, shining on the face of the young man sitting on his cross legs.

Feeling the warm feeling of the outside world, the quiet and beautiful face, the eyelashes slightly moved, after a moment, the closed eyes gradually opened, the dark eyes, calm and soft.

"Bang, bang, Bang..." The knock on the door rang. Zhao Jiuge sprang around, jumped down from the bed, opened the door of the inn, and saw a middle-aged man in blue robe. The man was elegant and elegant, white in skin, and his eyes were bright and bright. He was very smart and competent. At this time, he was smiling and squinting at zhaojiuge.

When Zhao Jiuge was surprised, when he saw Mo Lao behind the middle-aged man, he estimated who the middle-aged man was. What surprised Zhao Jiuge was that Mo ling'er was also following him today.

Today, moling'er changed his dress. His long hair turned into a horsetail. Two earrings were decorated with two emerald green earrings on both earrings. The slight tinkling of earrings showed noble breath. The color of the list made moling son a little more pure. A tight leg trousers wrapped the slim and slender legs with a round and curved surface.

Long legs, hip, Xiao He only showed the sharp sharp angle began to develop the small chest, full of vitality and attractive youth breath, looking at Zhao Jiuge slightly lost his mind, of course, just lost his mind, Zhao Jiuge has been living in a person, the figure noble and cold, beautiful can not touch, feel like I stare at the girl for half a day some loss, Zhao Jiuge a moment of wireless I am embarrassed.

Fortunately, the middle-aged man in blue robe opened up to speak, "young Xia, I am Mo Longjie, the head of Mo family. Yesterday, Mo family came back to tell me everything. I ignored young Xia. I came to pick up young Xia in my mo house early this morning, and I would drag you to shout for nine songs." The middle-aged man is full of gratitude, with a refined temperament, let people have a very kind feeling.

"Mo is welcome, but I just came to Dongyang City to visit, so I declined Mo Lao's repeated invitation." Zhao Jiuge's face is red at this time, after all, he has dealt with each other for the first time, and the other side is so polite. The whole feeling that the middle-aged man gives to others is like bathing spring breeze.

"Ha ha, you don't call me the head of Mo family, it seems too raw, if you don't mind, call me a Mo uncle." The middle-aged man was very happy at this time, his mouth all grinned, and looked at Zhao Jiuge while he said in his eyes.

Zhao Jiuge shy smile a smile, quietly shouted "Uncle mo." Hearing the cry of zhaojiuge, the middle-aged man in blue robe was happier. He was carrying Zhao Jiuge's shoulder and smiled boldly. "Nine Songs ah, I heard Mo Lao say your situation. There is no family member in the family. Since you told me uncle Mo, I went back with me. After that, Mo Fu was your home. As for Xiao's affairs, you, uncle Mo, I will bear you not to be afraid." The man in blue robe observed Zhao Jiuge for half a day. The initial contact with the young man in front of him and the reaction from Mo Laokou showed that the young man was still good in conduct. As for other people to be in the mansion for a while, he would be hired if it was completely good.

Although Zhao Jiuge has been in the mountain village, he has never seen any world, but it doesn't mean he doesn't understand human feelings and worldly. Listening to the middle-aged man with the intention of soliciting, he hurriedly promised and cried thanks to Mo Shu one by one.

Mo Lao has been standing behind the middle-aged man in blue robe from the beginning to the end, without any words, but the face full of wrinkles is always full of loving smile. Until now, when he heard Zhao Jiuge willing to go to home, he shouted happily.

Mo Longjie stared at moling'er, and molling stopped his movements and spitted out the bright red tongue. It was like a child who did something wrong, and the lovely appearance was all obvious.

A group of people said that laughing out of the inn toward Mo Fu, the sun only rose completely, Dongyang city people flow faster than yesterday's sunset when it was more prosperous and noisy.