Chapter 83 (1/2)
After a duel, the sunset had long disappeared into the horizon, and a bright moon rose slowly from the junction of Tianshui in the East. On the chaotic Red River, half green and half red, against the trembling moon shadow in the water, an eternal lonely thought came out of thin air.
A middle-aged man, no more than seven feet tall, wearing an ordinary Linen White Robe and barefoot hair, was walking slowly from the lower reaches of the river with his hands on his back. He walked flat on the chaotic Red River. Where he passed barefoot, the river was printed with three inch deep footprints. No matter how the river rolls and flows, the footprints are clearly printed on the river and have not dissipated for a long time.
Don't beg. Look at the footprints on the river and stand up with sweat all over.
This is a peculiar sign of the friars in the golden elixir realm. The cultivator formed a golden elixir and became a human immortal. One foot transcended the five elements and left the mortal realm. They are on the dividing line of human and immortal. Half are human and half are immortal. In the immortal of the golden elixir realm, the conflict between heaven and earth is particularly obvious, and the external signs are all kinds of abnormal signs.
Some people have immortal bodies with strange fragrance, and others have immortal bodies around Caixia. The footprints of the river are also printed where the white robed man passes, which is also a strange sign! Species.
This is a sign seen with the naked eye, and the spiritual knowledge of not begging tells him that the white robed man walking slowly a few miles away exudes a cold wind like the December moon, sharp like the sword intention of refining sharp blades. Where he walks, the sword intention seems to split the void. This is a strange sign of the spirit of the immortal in the golden elixir realm. Without enough cultivation and soul power, he couldn't feel the sword meaning emanating from his body.
Nie Baihong, the contemporary leader of the split Sky Sword sect, walked step by step to the deck of the Tianle fairy palace. After his bare feet touched the deck, the footprints on the river behind him dissipated one by one. When the footprints spread, all the fish, shrimp, turtles and red leaf petals in the nearby river were stirred to pieces by the invisible sword Qi.
The aristocratic family childe on the deck robbed more than 30 people, rushed to Nie Baihong in disorder, knelt down one after another and paid a big tribute to Nie Baihong. Some of these aristocratic family CHILDES call Nie Baihong the leader's martial uncle, others call him the master's ancestor, and others call him the supreme ancestor. Everyone's generation is extremely diverse. Don't beg and roll your eyes.
Taking advantage of this chaos, several guards of Tuoba Haofeng hurriedly picked up the master frozen into ice, sneaked down the painted side, and the clipper left quickly when driving up. Buqi was about to order Tuoba Haofeng and his party to be shot with a crossbow and arrow. Nie Baihong suddenly looked at him. Don't beg. You feel cold all over. Your body and soul seem to have been cut by a heavy sword. Your head is empty and buzzing. You haven't been back for a long time.
Just a faint look, don't beg, your internal organs were injured. It seemed that countless small blades gently crossed the internal organs. The internal organs cracked a small gap, and blood seeped out bit by bit. His throat was sweet and a mouthful of blood turned to his throat. On the, don't beg. Sheng took a breath and swallowed the blood again.
It's OK to spit out the blood against the blood. Don't beg, but swallow it forcibly. The real Qi just recovered in the body suddenly became chaotic, and the internal injury suddenly deepened a lot. The internal organs were shaken endlessly by the reverse blood forcibly swallowed by this mouth, and the cracks on the internal organs deepened a lot.
Finally, don't beg still couldn't control the injury in his body and vomited three mouthfuls of blood in a row. The blood he vomited was extremely red, with a pungent smell of blood. He had damaged the essence of his life, and the injury was extremely serious. Fortunately, don't beg. The essence of blood stored in your body is several times richer than ordinary people. For ordinary people, these mouthfuls of blood should stay in bed for at least a few months, and he can recuperate for a few days at most.
Coldly looked at the blood that don't beg on the deck. Nie Baihong hummed softly.
Those aristocratic family CHILDES who came to pay homage quickly stood up, held their heads up one by one, and stood next to Nie Baihong in a neat line according to the seniority of the split Sky Sword sect. Nie Baihong gently nodded. Yu Guangchao glanced at Lu Chengfeng standing at the window of the highest banquet hall, and slowly raised his hand to salute Lu Chengfeng: ”I have seen yanle Gong.”
Lu Chengfeng floated and fell on the deck. He looked worried and didn't beg. He quickly bowed to Nie Baihong and said, ”Chengfeng has seen the patriarch. I don't know if the patriarch is coming. What can I do for you?”
With a faint look at Lu Chengfeng, Nie Baihong said coldly, ”just as Ben Zong said just now, don't come to collect and beg.”
Turning to don't beg, Nie Baihong said in a deep voice, ”among the thirteen immortal sects in the Dayan Dynasty, the split Sky Sword sect ranks first in strength, and our sect also has the cultivation at the end of the golden elixir. It's your luck to accept you as an apprentice today. Come up and kowtow to worship the master quickly. We don't want to stay in such a place with a face for a long time!”
Nie Baihong's words were not finished yet. Among the singing prostitutes and dancers on one side, suddenly a beautiful girl of 15 or 16 years old was excited by the cold air contained in the shaving just ejected by don't beg. Her nose itched for a while, and suddenly looked up and sneezed. Nie Baihong's face changed and fiercely turned back and stared at the girl. The girl's body was suddenly divided into two pieces from the middle, and her flesh and blood suddenly exploded and spilled on the ground of those around her.
There was a sudden silence on the deck, especially the women in the picture covered their mouths one by one, and dared not speak any more. Some of the dancers who made friends with the girl, although they were extremely sad and scared to death, they just bit their palms and let the big tears drop, but they didn't dare to make any sound.
These aristocratic family CHILDES present can take their lives and kill them, and can take the lives of all the women on the boat at any time, not to mention Nie Baihong? The superior leader of Xiandao sect, these aristocratic family CHILDES, are just a junior disciple of his sect. What is the life of a dancer here?
Lu Chengfeng suddenly clenched his hands into fists. He looked at Nie Baihong quickly. He slowly lowered his head when his eyes twitched. The dancer who had just been killed was not far away from him. A large amount of blood spilled on Lu Chengfeng's Brocade soft boots. The cyan boots were soaked with blood and turned into a strange sauce cyan. Lu felt the warm blood clinging to his feet and slowly getting cold.