Chapter 60 This wave!
Chen Jiu sat shirtless on the sky, propping his head with one hand, not knowing what he was thinking about, and wearing a Taoist robe around his lower body, which was lent to young people by the red-faced Taoist priest who thought he had seen the eyes of needles.
The purple gold gourd and the pendant engraved with "Be kind to others" are still there.
The red-faced Taoist slapped Chen Jiu on the back of the head, and said angrily: "Put on Lao Tzu's Taoist robe, you put half of it on and leak the other half, who are you seducing?"
The old scholar coughed twice.
Chen Jiu kept silent, put on his Taoist robe, and sighed.
The red-faced Taoist asked suspiciously: "Why are you sighing?"
Chen Jiu's eyes were gloomy, "The dead should not be chased..."
He stood up, faced the sky under the sky, and muttered, "I can't hold back my urine."
The young man began to unbutton his belt.
The red-faced Taoist was taken aback for a moment, shook his head slightly, and was speechless to the second fool.
The old scholar turned his head away.
Chen Jiu felt refreshed and energetic, and he actually recited poems against each other.
"Flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way falls nine days."
Suddenly there was wind.
Oh, the urine is crooked.
Chen Jiu hurriedly rubbed his Taoist robe, fearing that the red-faced Taoist would find out.
The red-faced Taoist frowned, and slapped Chen Jiu on the back of the head from the air, and didn't even bother to say anything.
When the young man was first picked up by him, he said very little and looked depressed, but he didn't expect that this kid would start to smile when his mother's day was over, very annoying.
Chen Jiu tightened his belt and sat on the edge of the clouds in the sky, with his feet hanging out.
Today's weather is good, suitable for picnic and barbecue.
He fell back and lay on the clouds, squinting his eyes to look at the sky. The sky was pulled down extremely low at this time, and it seemed that he could hold it with a slight stretch of his hand.
Chen Jiu suddenly asked: "Can I go back?"
The old scholar replied: "You can go back to the world, but you can't go back to the secret place of Kongtong."
The young man closed his eyes and asked a question he had always wanted to ask, "Why can you save me and not others?"
The red-faced Taoist lay on the side, too lazy to answer.
After all, the old scholar was born in Confucianism, patient, and good-natured, so he explained: "You were not saved by anyone, so you would not die. Naturally, there is no word for rescue. We just fished you from the sky and put you in the secret place of Kongtong. The causal effect is minimal."
The old scholar shook his head slightly, "But if you want to go back to the Kongtong Secret Realm, it will be different. There are many accidents when people in the sky go to the world, so you can only go to the outer sky and leave the Kongtong Secret Realm."
The young man hummed and said nothing more.
The red-faced Taoist snorted, and it was rare for him to say a word, "You are so young, how can you have so many worldly thoughts?"
Chen Jiu opened his eyes slightly, "There will always be some."
The red-faced Taoist said angrily, "Thinking nonsense!"
At his age back then, he had one person with one sword, and chopped off anyone who didn't like him, but he was much more energetic than this young man.
Chen Jiu got up suddenly, and asked the red-faced Taoist, "Brother Yunchang, is there anything to eat, I'm hungry."
The red-faced Taoist turned darker, and yelled at the young man, "Mother Yun, go eat shit."
Chen Jiu was stunned, and asked softly, "Brother Yunchang, are you Jianxian?"
The red-faced Taoist said unhappily: "Sword Immortal is a hammer, not worthy of carrying my shoes."
Chen Jiu nodded, it was clear.
No wonder the mouth is so smelly.
The red-faced Taoist still took out the appetizers he usually saved from his storage treasure and handed them to the young man, "Just a few knuckles, do you want to eat?"
Chen Jiuxin said happily: "Eat, this must be eaten."
He asked again, "Have you got any wine?"
The red-faced Taoist snorted, and took out a jar from the storage ring, "Walking in the rivers and lakes without drinking a few catties of wine, I'm ashamed to hold a sword."
The red-faced Taoist took out two big bowls and filled them up, "Come on, let's see if you can lift your sword and fist."
Chen Jiu drank it in one gulp.
If you don't need money for wine, drink more!
The red-faced Taoist snorted and finished his drink in one gulp.
The two rejoice.
The old scholar watched from the side and shook his head.
When he drank wine with those old friends, he always poured a small cup of extremely delicate jade dew into a small enamel cup containing wine worms, and savored it carefully.
It's not like two people who only drank a small cup in one night.
After all, Chen Jiujiu's strength was inferior to that of too many red-faced Taoists. After a dozen bowls, he got up drunk, holding the bowl swaying here and there, shaking it for some reason.
The red-faced Taoist smiled disdainfully.
Among all the sword cultivators in the world, he is the number one sword maker and the number one drinker.
Comparing his drinking capacity with him?
Just get down obediently.
But soon the red-faced Taoist froze.
The young man flicked the wine bowl, pulled off the Taoist robe, and slapped his stomach, pushing it outward violently, still muttering words.
"This wave, this wave is the impact of meat bombs!"
The red-faced Taoist and the old scholar grinned, and then slapped the young man unconscious.
The two looked at each other.
The old scholar asked, "How?"
The red-faced Taoist replied: "People are too annoying, drinking is quite refreshing."
The old scholar then laughed and said, "Can I take you to that Taoist temple as an apprentice?"
The red-faced Taoist shook his head, "He's a nice person, don't force him."
The old scholar smiled again, "That's right, let it happen."
The red-faced Taoist looked at the sleeping young man and suddenly smiled.
cloud long?
God is right.
He, Yao Tianchang, is the real sword god in the world!
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When the blood moon arrived in late spring, it finally gradually subsided. Most of the monsters of the five realms in the city stayed for a long time. This time, they ate the flesh and blood of many monks. The spiritual energy benefited them, and they returned to their lairs to slowly digest and nourish them.
The only ones left are some low-level monsters with undeveloped spiritual intelligence, still wandering in the city.
So the monks took the city back, it was not a lot of effort, but most of the low-level monks in the city died, and there were only more than 3,000 people below the fourth level.
The ruins are full of flesh and blood, and some of them have even begun to stink, which makes people sick.
The Four Veins cultivator looked at the ruins, speechless for a long time.
Li Xian and Yu Miao kept wandering around in the city, they would go up to take a look at almost every place where there was blood.
For several days, nothing was found.
The monks in the city had almost cleaned up the ruins, and a lot of flesh and blood gathered in a pile, and found a place to use fire to burn them into fly ash.
Those who know it can take the broken body to bury and set up a grave.
The boy and the girl sat on the top of the city, looking at the slowly setting sun, which gradually dimmed.
The girl's eyes were red, and she suddenly asked Li Xian, "He's not dead, it's just that we can't find him, right?"
The boy stood up, put his hands on his chest, and nodded slightly, "Yes."
He watched the distant sunset slowly disappear.
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Chen Jiu and the red-faced Taoist wore Taoist robes and walked among the mountains and forests on foot.
The two walked vigorously and quickly.
Chen Jiu followed behind the red-faced Taoist, saying something whenever he had nothing to do, regardless of whether the red-faced Taoist answered or not, he just said it to himself.
Later, he annoyed the red-faced Taoist, looked at Chen Jiu angrily and said, "Why are you acting like a sparrow?"
Chen Jiu smiled, feeling embarrassed, "I'm not that cute either."
The red-faced Taoist then used spiritual energy to gag the shameless man's mouth.
The two went straight to the heights of the mountains, as if entering the clouds.
The Taoist went back to the mountain.