Chapter 706 Young Master


    The scalp of the crossing dragon was numb and gritted his teeth and said:


    "If I don''t give it to you, I may not die, but if I give it to you, I will definitely die."


    Mo Hua said coldly: "If you don''t give it to me, you will definitely die... Anyway, you are useless. I tied you up, tied you up a few blood holes, and threw them into the Yanshui River to feed the water demon."


    "If you go and send the pills, you will not die now."


    The dragon of Zhujiang felt cold.


    He knew that this young man with a good face and a bad heart would not joke with him.


    This young man is cruel and ruthless. He will definitely not be ruthless when he says he will kill him.


    Guo Jianglong struggled for a long time before he said:


    "Okay, I''ll go and send it! But I..."


    Mo Hua''s expression turned cold, "Don''t ask me for conditions. You go and send elixirs. I''ll let you go to Daozhu alive. If you don''t send it, go to the underworld now."


    Zhuojianglong''s face turned pale, and in the end he had no choice but to nod and agreed.


    "Where did you send it?" Mo Hua asked.


    Zhuojianglong sighed and said:


    "There is a small ferry in the lower reaches of Yanshui River. Although it is a ferry, it has been abandoned for many years and is rarely visited..."


    "At the hour of Xu in the evening, there will be an unmanned boat passing through the ferry..."


    Mo Hua nodded slightly, but after seeing Jiang Long, he stopped here and asked, "What?"


    "Then," Guojianglong smiled bitterly, "I don''t know anymore..."


    Ink painting looked unhappy.


    Zhuojianglong quickly explained: "Every time I board the boat and let it float on the river, it will take me to my destination in less than an hour."


    "But the destination is different every time, and I don''t know where..."


    Mo Hua frowned, "Will you meet other monks on the way?"


    Zhuojianglong shook his head, "No."


    Ink painting thought for a little while and said, "Then you lead the way."


    Bridge River Dragon nodded.


    Then the troops split into two groups. Gu An and Gu Quan followed Mo Hua and walked with Jianglong, going to follow the clues and find out the legendary "Young Master".


    The other monks of the Gu family took Master She and other men in black to the Taoist Prison.


    Ink painting just wants to know who the so-called "private men" or "private men" are, and may not necessarily take action.


    If you really start, it would be enough to have Gu An and Gu Quan in the second-grade state.


    If Gu An and Gu Quan can''t beat it, it doesn''t make sense for others to go.


    Ink painting picked out one from Master She''s storage bag and threw it to Guojianglong. It contained some evil "human pills" that Master She had refined before.


    These human pills are used for fishing.


    If the opposite side has weak cultivation, you can get a "person and stolen money".


    If the opponent has a high cultivation level and cannot beat it, then just use it to catch a fish and see what kind of fish it eats this "bad".


    Before leaving, ink painting gave Master She another dangerous look.


    It means to make him be honest, keep his mouth tight and not to cut off his own way of life.


    Master She felt bitter.


    He was a second-grade evil alchemy master in the late stage of foundation building, and also a second-grade evil formation master, but he fell to the point of being so threatened by a little kid.


    But he didn''t dare to express his dissatisfaction.


    This little monster of divine thought is really terrible. Lord River God may have been killed by him, and he did not dare to touch the bad intentions of ink paintings.


    Master She looked at his eyes and his nose and his heart, and he was very responsible.


    Then the two teams acted separately.


    The dragon crosses the river and leads the way.


    In order not to make people suspicious, the spirit-binding lock on the body of the Jianglong was removed, and his clothes were replaced with ordinary fishing clothes. He did not impose other means of imprisonment, and everything seemed to be normal.


    But Mo Hua silently stuffed a plate of Lihuo in his arms.


    "If you are not honest, I will blow you to death!" Mo Hua threatened.


    The dragon crossing the river is about to cry without tears.


    Then everyone set off.


    Gu An and Gu Quan turned on the water hidden jade, while the ink painting used the small five elements hidden technique. The three of them hid and followed the Jianglong.


    The dragon crossed the river with a formation plate in his arms, and did not dare to have a scheming intention, so he honestly brought Mo Hua and the other three to the lower reaches of Yanshui River, in front of a remote and deserted ferry for a long time.


    The algae are green and the river is sparkling.


    Crossing the river dragon sat in front of the ferry and waited, Mo Hua and the other three stared at the back.


    When the sun sets, the dusk falls and the night is deep.


    About the hour of Xu, a small abandoned pier, indeed, floated from a distance.


    The boat is not big, made of wood, and can only accommodate four or five people.


    The dragon crossed the river and looked back, then quietly boarded the boat.


    Mo Hua pondered for a moment and said, "We''ll go too."


    Gu An and Gu Quan nodded.


    The three of them hid and quietly boarded the boat.


    The boat shook slightly, the draft was deeper, and then it swayed and drifted along the river.


    The cold moonlight shines on the lake, quiet and beautiful.


    But the few people on the boat were a little nervous, all of whom were full of energy and were full of vigilance.


    There was nothing to say, and the surroundings were quiet, with only the river flowing.


    I don’t know how long I have been floating or where I have been floating. Mo Hua was suddenly stunned and felt it around, and his face darkened:


    “Third-rank state boundary!”


    This small boat actually brought them to the river area of ??the Third-grade Prefecture.


    Mo Hua is a formation master, and he has seen the Heavenly Dao Formation with his own eyes. He is more sensitive to the aura of the state. At this time, he clearly felt that the aura around him became deeper, and his spiritual power in his cultivation became much smaller.


    This is because the rules of the way of heaven raise the limitations of the realm.


    Here is already a third-grade state realm where the Jindan monk can do his best!


    Gu An and Gu Quan were a little slow to perceive, but after being reminded by ink painting, they also realized that something was wrong.


    Guojiang Long looked panicked, "I...I don''t know anything..."


    The boat was not under his control, and he had the final say where it floated.


    Gu An asked in a low voice, "Young Master Xiao Mo, are you going back?"


    The third-grade state realm has exceeded their cultivation level. If anything happens, they may not be able to maintain the complete picture of ink painting.


    Mo Hua frowned.


    Going back...it''s actually OK.


    On this small boat, there are water-based road-finding and cruise formations. If you change the formation, you can float back the same way.


    But ink painting is a little unwilling to give up.


    The fish is about to bite the hook, and he is not good to collect the pole at this time.


    The most important thing is that although it is in the third-grade state world, there is no sense of crisis in the front line of life and death in the ink painting’s secret omen before the coming of murderous intent.


    "Let''s take a look first..."


    Ink painting.


    Although Gu An and Gu Quan felt uneasy, they could only nod.


    The boat continued to drift, but after a while, Mo Hua saw the shore, where there was a ferry on the shore, and there were several lights above the ferry.


    Ink painting is a bit unexpected.


    Looking here, there are people, and it seems that it is not a remote place.


    "Be careful." Mo Hua reminded.


    "Yes." Gu An and Gu Quan responded in a deep voice.


    The boat was swaying like an ordinary small fishing boat returning late, slowly approaching the ferry on the shore.


    When we arrived at the ferry, someone was waiting early. When he saw Jianglong, he asked:


    "Where are you fishing?"


    The dragon of Zhuojiang looked back slightly, and then said in a rough voice: "Give the spirit stone first, and I''ll give you fish."


    The man said dissatisfiedly, "First see if the fish is new or not, then give you spirit stones?"


    Guo Jianglong said: "I just caught it, it must be fresh."


    The man asked again, "How many spirit stones do you want?"


    The number of crossing the river was reported.


    The man shook his head, "It''s too tall, I''m going to ask the boss."


    Zhuojianglong said, "I''ll go with you so that you won''t be behind your back and say that my fish is not fresh."


    The man nodded and said, "Follow me."


    The dragon crossed the river hesitated slightly, then jumped ashore from the boat, followed the man, and walked straight to a wine shop next to him.


    After the two walked a little further, Mo Hua and Gu An and Gu Quan got ashore, and followed from behind from a distance to the front of the restaurant.


    The winery is open and covers a spacious area.


    Surrounded by bamboo fences, there are tables in the yard for monks to rest and drink here.


    There were also scattered outside the yard, with a few tables placed, but they were much simpler.


    At this time, there were several people outside the yard drinking, one of whom was wearing a coarse cloth clothes, wearing a straw hat, and drinking strong wine.


    Mo Hua''s eyes stayed on the man for a while, then moved away, and then walked into the winery with Gu An and Gu Quan.


    In the wine shop, the dragon of Jianglong was standing respectfully at this time.


    At a table opposite, there were four monks sitting in dress and looked relatively low-key, but they were dressed in sachets and jade ornaments, all of which were very luxurious and expensive.


    And one of them recognized in ink painting.


    It was the one who had a relationship with him and had a secret relationship with Guojianglong, the "Jin Master".


    The bridge dragon placed the storage bag containing the "Man Pill" on the table.


    Mr. Jin did not hesitate to take out the medicine bottle, put it on the tip of his nose, sniffed it, nodded and said:


    “The quality is good and the taste is sufficient.”


    Zhuojianglong bowed and said, "Young Master Jin likes it."


    Mr. Jin refused to comment. After a moment, he sighed:


    "I''ll let you sell fish well and ensure that you have no worries about practicing Taoism. Why did you attract a few fly to me?"


    Before Mr. Jin finished speaking, the ink painting immediately knew that his actions were exposed, and he immediately made a decision:


    “Go on!”


    Gu An instantly broke his invisibility and slashed at Mr. Jin with a knife.


    Mr. Jin sneered and pointed to a golden sword light that condensed into a ray of sword light and rushed towards Gu An.


    The blade and the sword light were connected, and the blood and sword energy were shaken, shattering a square table.


    But Gu An did not retreat at all. He had a late stage of foundation building cultivation, and his cultivation was higher than that of Mr. Jin.


    And I also learned the Gu family''s Gemini chain sword technique. Although it is not as good as the Broken Gold Sword Technique, it is not much inferior to the deep blessing of cultivation.


    On the contrary, Mr. Jin''s face turned pale by the sword force. Gu An was deceived by another knife.


    This knife is faster.


    Young Master Jin had no time to condense his sword energy, so he could only retreat.


    But Gu An still pressed his cheek, scratched from top to bottom, cutting off several strands of hair.


    Mr. Jin was embarrassed and looked extremely ugly.


    Mo Hua shook her head slightly.


    It’s such a bad thing, and I have to show off my power. As a result, in Brother Xiao An’s hands, I can’t even pass two moves.


    Mr. Jin seemed to realize that he was not Gu An''s opponent.


    “Go together!”


    Several disciples in the gorgeous costumes sneered, and then condensed the golden sword light. It seemed that most of them were disciples of the Duanjin Gate.


    In the wine shop, some drinkers who simply eat wine scattered early when they saw the two sides were at a strife.


    They don’t have the courage to watch this kind of lively fight.


    The war was about to break out, and the wine shop was in chaos in an instant.


    The two brothers Gu An and Gu Quan began to join forces to use the Gu family''s Gemini serial swords and fight with Mr. Jin and his group.


    For a moment, the sword was filled with murderous aura.


    Mr. Jin has a total of six people, most of whom are in the middle stage of foundation building, with only one in the late stage of foundation building, but his cultivation is far less than that of Gu An and the other two. His experience in fighting and fighting is far less than that of Gu An and Gu Quan.


    Therefore, even though they were defeated by the small number, Gu An and Gu Quan were not at a disadvantage.


    There is no winner between the game.


    At this moment, a tall disciple of the Broken Kinmen said to Mr. Jin, "You guys drag it out, I will urge the sword technique to fight quickly!"


    Mr. Jin was suppressed by the sword light and gritted his teeth and said:


    "good!"


    Then the people in the Kinmen area broke up and their bodies intertwined and their offensive changed.


    The tall disciple of the Broken Golden Sect retreated behind and, with the protection of the other few people, began to pinch the sword technique in his hand, set up the golden sword, and condensed the sword light.


    Mo Hua could see at a glance that this was the true inheritance of the Duanjianmen, the Duanjin Sword Control Skill.


    However, I don’t know if he forgot it in a hurry or if he felt that his sword skills were proficient enough that he didn’t have to do anything extra, and did not use the golden body technique in advance or urged a golden body talisman to trigger a golden body talisman.


    “I was so careless…”


    Mo Hua shook her head.


    Then, taking advantage of this person, he used all his energy to flow his spiritual power to the limit and his sword energy was accumulated to the extreme...


    The ink painting pointed his fingers gently, and three fireballs whizzed out one after another.


    One is the head, one is the heart vein, and one is the direct vein to the sea of ??qi.


    These three fireballs are extremely fast and tricky.


    The tall disciple of the Broken Kinmen was concentrating on his sword with all his strength. He was not prepared at all and was hit by three fireballs in three pain points.


    The sword move was interrupted and the spiritual power was disordered.


    The disciple of the Broken Kinmen who used the sword technique vomited blood.


    Gu An and Gu Quan, who had been distracted and alert, breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this and felt grateful to Mo Hua.


    If the Broken Golden Sword Technique of Broken Golden Gate is really used by this person, the situation will be a little bad.


    And Mr. Jin and his group looked solemn in an instant.


    “There are still people!”


    The two sides paused for a short time, and Mr. Jin stood still, his eyes wandered around Gu An and Gu Quan, and said coldly:


    "Which rat is the one who hides his head and reveals his tail!"


    Mo Hua thought about it and slowly showed up.


    Mr. Jin''s expression stagnated.


    Such a young monk...


    He frowned and asked, "Little kid, what is your identity? I shouldn''t have seen you before, have you?"


    Ink painting has no answer.


    Next to Mr. Jin, someone said, "The Taoist practiced by the two brothers is the Gu family''s serial sword. This little devil must be a member of the Gu family..."


    “Gu family…”


    Mr. Jin''s eyes were vicious.


    Mo Hua did not comment. He thought about it, and began to look righteous and questioned Mr. Jin:


    "I don''t care whether your surname is Jin or Yin, you have violated the law..."


    "Tradering monks, killing human lives, violating bans, and privately refining human pills...every one is a serious crime!"


    "You surrender yourself earlier to save you from suffering."


    Mr. Jin was angry and then sneered:


    "What do you know, little brat who is not dry? Daolu is used for the people below, and it cannot be used on my head."


    "Submit yourself? I''m afraid I will really surrender. The small temple of Daotingsi may not be able to accommodate me."


    Mo Hua said indignantly: "Then have you admitted it? Acknowledge that you sold monks, harming people''s lives, and privately refining human pills?"


    Mr. Jin didn''t speak.


    Mo''s screen is sarcastic, "I dare not admit it, but I am also a coward."


    "I thought you were a vicious man with great strength and strength. It turned out that you were just a coward who had to hide your head and let others work hard for you."


    "Didn''t you breathe a lot just now? Why are you mute now? Daotingsi can''t hold you down, your face is bigger than your butt?"


    Mr. Jin was instantly furious.


    He knew it in his heart!


    Knowing that this little devil is provoking him.


    But it was precisely because the person who provoked him was a little stinky little girl that he felt a breath in his throat and could not swallow it at all.


    Sometimes, when you come out and be vigilant, face means majesty.


    Someone ridiculed you, you cut him down and threw him into the river to feed the water demon, and no one dared to underestimate you since then.


    But if someone laughs at you, you don’t say anything, and you don’t say anything, everyone will despise you.


    If even this stinky brat dares to ridicule himself in public and call him "coward" and "coward", then that''s all right from now on.


    If you are an individual, you will step on your head!


    The young men also feel that they have insulted their identities and are not worthy of doing things for them in the future.


    Mr. Jin''s eyes were ferocious and he grinned.


    "Okay, don''t you want me to admit it? I''ll tell you today, you''re right!"


    "But so what?"


    "I''m a monk selling, I''ve killed some low-class people, and I''ve refined human pills, so what?"


    "Who will care about me?"


    "Is it you, a little guy? Or is it like a lackey, Daotingsi, who was fed to the point of being fat by the aristocratic family?"


    "Even if I admit it, what can you do to me?"


    "Do you think that I and those lowly monks under the jurisdiction of the Dao Law are the same ''people''?"


    "What''s the point of killing a few humble lowly people and refining a few furnaces of elixirs?"


    Mr. Jin''s eyes were distorted and his expression was a little ugly.


    Mo Hua frowned, and his expression gradually became cold.


    "Brother Xiao An, Brother Xiao Quan, he admitted it personally, sacked his limbs and took him back to Daotingsi."


    Gu An and Gu Quan were also angry.


    Mr. Jin was stunned for a moment, and instead of anger, laughed, "Do you take it seriously?"


    Gu An and Gu Quan each held their swords, their blood was boiling, and they wanted to do their best to take down Mr. Jin and his group.


    But as soon as they took a step, a crystal clear water-shaped sword energy suddenly appeared and slashed in front of them.


    The spiritual power of this sword is condensed and its power is very terrifying.


    With just a light sword light, a ditch several feet wide broke out on the ground.


    Gu An and Gu Quan were shocked by the sword intent and their faces turned pale.


    Jindan Sword Cultivation? !


    Behind Mr. Jin, a person slowly walked out, wearing a water-blue Taoist robe, with a fair face and a deep breath.


    Gu An and Gu Quan didn''t notice him before.


    The atmosphere between the scene became tense instantly.


    Gu An and Gu Quan had serious eyes, urging their swords to the extreme, and silently protecting the ink painting behind them.


    The sword cultivator in the Shuilan Taoist robe only smiled contemptuously and said with a condescending attitude:


    "You knelt down, slap three heads, and swear not to tell what you see and hear today, and I will let you go."


    Gu An and Gu Quan looked angry and didn''t say anything yet.


    The young master Jin said with a ferocious expression: "No, kill them! They must die, especially the little ghost who speaks indifferently!"


    The Shuilan Taoist Sword Cultivator frowned slightly.


    Gu An and Gu Quan also felt cold in their hearts.


    They don’t care, but Young Master Mo can’t make any mistakes.


    Gu An said in a deep voice: "We are members of the Gu family!"


    "The Gu family?" Mr. Jin sneered, "The Gu family is going to die too!"


    The sword cultivator in the Shuilan Taoist robe flashed his eyes and whispered: "Don''t let go of the extra mile..."


    "Kill!" Mr. Jin said with all his eyes, "I will bear all the consequences!"


    The blue-robed sword cultivator had a trace of unhappiness in his eyes, but he did not mean to smear Mr. Jin.


    A trace of condensation was extremely condensing, just like the physical golden elixir water-based spiritual power gathered at his fingertips, condensed into a sharp sword energy.


    The blue robe sword cultivator looked at the ink painting and said lightly:


    "The golden elixir sword energy will only take a moment to kill you, it won''t be too painful."


    Then, without waiting for Gu An and Gu Quan to react, the blue-robed sword cultivator pointed at one point, and the sword energy broke through the air.


    The water blue sword energy is like a real spiritual sword, drawing a dazzling water light, directly drawing the heart of the ink painting.


    Gu An and Gu Quan were shocked.


    Ink paintings look calm and look calm.


    Just as the sword light approached the front of the ink painting, a colorful and dazzling light suddenly rose, and the wind blades grew together, forming a barrier, like the feathers of a peacock spreading their tails, exquisite and gorgeous, protecting the ink painting in the middle.


    The sword light could not break the feathers woven by the wind blade and dissipated by itself.


    Blue Rou Jian Xiu''s pupils shrank and he couldn''t help looking out of the courtyard.


    Outside the wine shop, a monk wearing a thick coat and a hat slowly stood up.


    He is tall, handsome, cold-looking, and looks at the blue-robed sword cultivator with a hint of pride.


    "Who are you going to kill?"


    ?It''s a little late, sorry~


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    (This chapter ends)