Keep Your Head Down

Above the altar, Tian Ji Sanren listened to the words of Ziyuehui's demon cultivator, his face was gloomy, and it was difficult to see the extreme.

"Aren't you very good at counting, you count", it can be said that the harm is not high, and it is extremely insulting.

The demon cultivator used similar ridiculing words, and when he said such words, it was obvious that he did not take Tianji Sanren's divination ability in his eyes.

Tianji Sanren's old palm holding the bamboo stick exerted a little force, and his eyes were deep on his thin old face.

With his only half-blind eye, he glanced at the demon cultivator of the Purple Moon Society. There was a sudden change in these gray-black eyes, giving people a strong sense of chaos.

With just one glance, he has used the power bestowed on him by Heaven to see the end of this Demon Cultivator of the Purple Moon Society.

"Hmph, scare me?" Ziyuehui Yaoxiu continued to speak coldly as he looked at the single eye that made him feel a little palpitated.

Most of the demon cultivators don't believe in fate, and they don't take retribution seriously.

Therefore, people like Xiang Tianji Sanren are gods in their eyes.

Little do they know that some people look like gods, but they are really gods behind their backs.

"Your name is Chong Hui, right, the old man has seen your ending." A smile appeared on Tian Ji Sanren's face, and he no longer took the previous ridicule of this Ziyue Hui demon cultivator to heart.

A dying person, he wants to speak quickly, then let him say a few words casually.

"Pretend to be a ghost." The demon cultivator named Chonghui sneered, but did not take Tianji Sanren's words to heart.

In his opinion, Tianji Sanren is just a mysterious leader of an intelligence agency.

There are all sorts of disgusting things going on behind the scenes.

No, I just made a deal with a demon cultivator like us who is despised by practitioners.

He was holding the Soul Jade, and he definitely wouldn't be doing anything good.

To put it simply, that is—this bad old man is very bad!

If it is said that this kind of person can spy on the secrets of the sky, it would be a bit interesting that day.

At best, it is a deduction based on the powerful intelligence behind it.

For Chong Hui's continuous ridicule, Tianji Sanren is noncommittal, and Tianji Sanren, who thinks he has seen the end of his life, has a different mentality.

This kind of high-level, like a human god-like wonderful taste, always makes him particularly intoxicated.

Just now, he saw that not long after, there would be a long sword piercing through Chong Hui's body.

This long sword has a unique appearance and is completely dark.

Even the body and tip of the sword are all black.

This gave Tianji Sanren an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Although he had never seen this sword, he always felt that something was wrong.

Soon, a message flashed in his mind!

——Lu Chaoge's [Not Too Late]!

Tianji Sanren was outside the Bird City, and had seen Lu Chaoge take action to solve the bird disaster. But at that time, Lu Chaoge, [not too late] never came out.

But from the information he collected and the descriptions of [Not Too Late] from the outside world, they all said that it was a dark, ink-stained sword.

"Could it be his sword?" Tian Ji Sanren thought in his heart.

Thinking of this, he leaned on the bamboo stick, looked at Chonghui with his single eye that had regained the gray-black color, and said, "I heard that your Ziyuehui was located in a stronghold of Qinglongchuan by a person who was only second in cultivation. Jing's young sword cultivator gave it to a pot?"

Saying that, he deliberately put on a mocking look with Chonghui: "I don't know how much damage is done?"

Chonghui glanced at him and said, "Hmph, old man, don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

He naturally knew that this shocking battle, a sword cultivator with only the second level of cultivation, wielded an unmatched sword, killing the [July Messenger] Yao Yi with one sword!

You must know that Chonghui himself is only at the level of six rounds of Ziyue, one less than Yaoyi.

Although he knew very well that Yao Yi was at a high level within the organization because she was special, not because of how strong she was. However, being killed by a young sword cultivator like this is still outrageous.

The most important thing is that Yao Yi was the one who witnessed with his own eyes to get that chance.

She merged with Chi Xiao, and it was on this altar!

Chi Xiao's blood and soul poured into her body.

To this day, he still remembers the beautiful scene when she didn't wear any strands, and was then burned by Chi Xiao's fire to the point of screaming in agony.

"It's a pity." Chongxin thought.

At the same time, what he couldn't understand the most was that after Yaoyi was beheaded, Chi Xiao would probably recover.

How did this weak swordsman named Lu Chaoge kill Chi Xiao!

Tian Ji Sanren looked at him, and continued to use his hoarse throat: "The Qinglongchuan stronghold was destroyed, and your Ziyuehui didn't plan to do anything to that little Momen?"

Chong Hui glanced at him, did not speak, but made a gesture with both hands, and then pressed his palms on the altar.

The next moment, Tianji Sanren was "invited" out of the altar.

Leaning on a bamboo stick, Tianji Sanren glanced at the bright moon in the sky, then looked back at the boulder, chuckled lightly, and flew to the west.

He is going to play his sixteenth move.

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On the border of Qingzhou, a small village near the sea.

For the villagers, tonight was just another simple night.

They live here, day after day, year after year. The newest thing for them recently is that a relative who looks like a scholar came to the house of the old man with broken legs who weave straw sandals, and lived there for more than half a month.

Compared with the beautiful poplar trees, the village women in the village actually prefer middle-aged scholars.

Yang Shu is so beautiful, even more handsome than the most handsome girl in the village.

But the middle-aged Confucian scholar is different. Although he looks ordinary, he has a refined temperament and is the type that these uneducated village women worship.

Therefore, in the past two weeks, their buttocks have been swaying very happily, and the daring ones have even shown good luck.

In their opinion, middle-aged Confucian scholars must be urbanites. I heard that urbanites prefer to eat wild vegetables.

In the same way, men in the city, maybe... um~ um~

Yang Shu, who already knew his identity as a middle-aged scholar, only felt complicated when he saw what these aunties were doing every day.

That is Lord Jianzun, the most powerful person in Qingzhou......

During this half-month period, the middle-aged Confucian scholar and the old man with a broken leg spent most of their time discussing Taoism.

They didn't avoid Poplar, but he didn't understand either.

His realm is still too low, far from it.

For him, the arrival of Lord Jianzun did not change his life too much.

The biggest change is that at first he called the old man with the broken leg grandpa, but the old man wanted to accept him as his apprentice, so he asked him to call him master, but since the middle-aged scholar came, the old man with the broken leg Luo Heshan. , and began to ask Yangshu to call back grandpa.

He couldn't let Ji Changkong take advantage of him for no reason.

Master and apprentice, there is no need! Recognize a grandson directly!

Master can teach his disciples, and grandpa can naturally teach his grandson!

Wonderful!

At this moment, the young Yang Shu was following his grandfather's instructions and came out with a bucket to fetch water.

After he had been molested by a wave of villagers, he returned to the small courtyard and saw a middle-aged scholar asking for his resignation.

"Is Lord Jianzun leaving?" Yang Shu thought in his heart.

After getting along for the past half month, he felt that Lord Jian Zun was an extremely approachable person, with no airs and a gentle temper. Even if he was molested by village women like himself every day, his face was always filled with a smile.

Unlike grandpa, who has such a bad temper.

The middle-aged scholar bowed towards Luo Heshan and said, "Senior Luo, this junior has been bothering me for half a month, so it's time to leave. Just before I leave, this junior wants to take a look at the Eye of Chaos. I wonder if it's okay?"

Luo Heshan nodded, glanced at Yang Shu, and said, "Boy, you should go too."

"Ah?" Poplar, who had just poured the well water from the bucket into the big vat, couldn't help but let out a cry.

"Ah what!" The grumpy Luo Heshan glared at him and said, "Since you have accepted this old man's inheritance, it's time to know your responsibilities."

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As he said that, he waved his hand, and the three figures disappeared from the courtyard.

By the time Poplar regained his vision, the three of them were already suspended above an endless ocean!

Yang Shu knew that the small village was located near the sea on the border of Qingzhou, and this sea area was the endless sea outside Qingzhou.

The sea appears to be calm, but it is actually turbulent.

The middle-aged scholar glanced down at the sea, then nodded secretly, with a relieved look on his face.

Yang Shu looked down, not to mention the Eye of Chaos, he saw nothing but sea water.

Luo Heshan looked at the confused poplar tree and said, "Boy, the [Eye of Chaos] is in the deepest part of the endless sea. With your cultivation level, you can't see it there."

"Grandpa, what is the Eye of Chaos?" Yang Shu still couldn't hold back his curiosity.

He couldn't understand what it was that made Lord Jianzun so concerned.

Luo Heshan looked at him and said, "The Eye of Chaos is the place where the alien beasts appeared. The first alien beast that appeared in the Profound Sky Realm was the Eye of Chaos that came from the depths of the sea!"

"What!" Yang Shu was shocked when he heard this.

"Don't worry, for nearly ten thousand years, the Eye of Chaos has not been abnormal, but it has always existed." Luo Heshan said.

At this time, Yang Shu couldn't help but think of the duties the old man told him just now.

Luo Heshan seemed to have guessed Yang Shu's thoughts, looked at the sea, and said lightly: "And this old man is the first line of defense in Qingzhou outside the Eye of Chaos."

An old man with a broken leg is the first line of defense in a large state!

One person and one sword is the high wall by the sea!

He looked at Yang Shu and said, "If the old man dies, this job will be handed over to you."

In just a few words, Yang Shu's beautiful face was so frightened that there was no blood on it.

He was originally a beautiful young man with red lips and white teeth. At this moment, even his lips were faintly pale, and his body began to tremble.

Because he was born so beautiful, he actually had a feeling that his beauty was eclipsed.

——This is a huge burden!

Yang Shu looked at Luo Heshan, thinking that grandpa would scold him.

Because he knew that Grandpa hated his timid appearance the most, and every time he saw ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, he would feel that he was unsatisfactory, and then scolded him.

But at this time, he saw a kind and gentle smile on Luo Heshan's face for the first time.

The old man patted the beautiful young man's head lightly, and said, "Isn't the old man still dead? If you want to carry the burden, it's not your turn."

This sentence made the young poplar's mentality slightly better, but only slightly.

He couldn't help remembering that the third senior brother Mo Dongfang loved listening to the story of the great sage Monkey King, and he remembered the great sage Monkey King's Dinghai Divine Needle.

But... can I do it?

How can a small sapling survive this vast ocean?

The middle-aged scholar looked at the trembling boy and smiled.

He couldn't help remembering that when he asked Luo Heshan why he chose this child, Senior Luo replied: "This boy is timid, but brave."

The old man believed that even if after his death, the Eye of Chaos, which had been safe for thousands of years, really had an abnormal situation, the child would still take up his responsibilities.

On that day, in the eyes of ordinary people, this young man who is the most naughty boy might be able to wield the most manly sword in the world!

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(ps: The last few chapters are about to set off a corner of the world background. When I happened to write this chapter, I read the news in the past few days, about the border, and I had mixed feelings in my heart, and then I remembered the "Night Gamer" I wrote earlier. , I am very proud that I have written works with such themes and cores, although I have not written them perfectly...)