Traveling through the heavens to become a bandit

Chapter 370 [Indestructible Golden Body]

As expected, when Xu Fengnian asked a fortune teller to do a fortune telling for his brother, the old guy readily agreed.

Knowing the exact time, he pinched his fingers and counted, the more he counted, the more ugly his face became.

Before he knew it, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of the old Taoist's mouth.

Finally, the old man spurted out blood in one gulp, splashing scarlet on the desk.

Just at this time, there was a thunderstorm in the sky, which shocked the sky.

It's the rainy season, and the torrential rain will come as soon as you say it.

In the blink of an eye, the rain fell.

On the desk, blood was washed by the rain, and slowly flowed down the corner of the desk.

The old Taoist wiped the corners of his mouth indiscriminately, muttering:
"I didn't look at the almanac when I went out today. It's a big loss, a big loss!"

After finishing speaking, he put the ingot of silver ingot on the table into his sleeve, mentioned the matter of the guy he was eating, and left quickly.

The second son Xu Fengnian, his follower Shu Shu, and the toothless Lao Huang went back to the inn to avoid the rain.

Xu Qianqiu walked forward in the rain, followed by the little girl wearing a mask.

It was raining heavily, but the two of them didn't get a drop of rain on their bodies.

Passing by a shop to buy umbrellas, the little girl took things from the air and "borrowed" two.

"Brother, where are we going?"

"The blacksmith shop."

Outside the blacksmith shop, in the alleyway.

The slender figure came with an umbrella.

There was heavy rain in the alley, the narrow sink had no time to discharge water, and the sound of rushing water could be heard endlessly.

At the door of the blacksmith shop, the woman put the small umbrella in her hand on the corner of the door.

The cotton bag on his back was soaked by rain, revealing the shape of a guqin.

When bending down to put the umbrella, she clasped the knot with two fingers, wiped it lightly, and took off the cloth bag, and the wet cotton cloth stirred up a burst of raindrops.

At the same time, three water flowers burst into the air in the alley, like lotus flowers blooming.

Immediately, a black palm print rose without breath.

The three water flowers collapsed in an instant, disappearing in the dim rain.

This is the end of the first murderous temptation.

It was the same heavy rain, but inside and outside the courtyard, the atmosphere was very different.

After moving several pots of orchids, an old master came to the front room and looked out of the wall with serious eyes.

Usually, the old master usually doesn't stay in the blacksmith's shop, but walks quickly through the hall.

But today, he moved a bench and sat at the door.

On the side, the blacksmith didn't say a word, he kicked the chair to the front of the stove, and put the young man on the chair.

After that, come to the door and squat down.

Looking at the end of the alleyway, a boy in white and a girl in black with a mask came riding the waves with an umbrella in hand.

At the door of the blacksmith's shop, a strange woman was holding a guqin in her arms, ready to fight.

In the front yard, a clump of plantains was planted, which was not as high as the wall and was sickly.

The vast majority of plantains like half-shade and half-warm climates. This bunch of plantains in the courtyard is cold-resistant, and it is one of the few bananas that can grow in Beimang.

However, the water and soil in the courtyard are not good, and the growth is sparse.

The sound of wind and rain, the sound of rain hitting plantains, is very boring.

The burly blacksmith said in a muffled voice:

"The only one who knows where we are staying is Li Yishan, a poisonous man from Beiliang.

The three people outside the door, the woman carrying the piano at the gate of the courtyard, the young man in white at the end of the alley, and the little girl in black with a mask are not simple.

If there was only one, I might be able to resist one or two. "

Bleak wind, bitter rain, blowing beard.

The old master seemed unaware, and said softly:
"Back then, when you and I fled to Guanyin Cliff in the South China Sea, it was Li Yishan himself who led the troops to drive them away.

In the end, he also released the three of us privately.

I just want to say that the fate of the Western Shu Kingdom has not yet come to an end. After thinking about it all these years, I still can't figure out what this Beiliang counselor is planning.

Since he is unprecedented and has never cut off the blood of the Xishu royal family, then even if I am a cow or a horse for Beiliang, I will have nothing to say.

However, the prince must not be allowed to risk himself, if that is the case, I will definitely not agree. "

The young man in the house is the exiled prince of Western Shu.

Unfortunately, he still doesn't know his identity.

However, there is no difference between knowing and not knowing.

The blacksmith was silent. He was born in a family of swordsmiths in Xishu, and he has been forging swords for so many years.

A sword has been cast for more than 20 years!

The old master named this sword: Chunqiu.

At this time, the old master asked in a deep voice: "When will it be released?"

The blacksmith said softly, "Anytime."

The old master nodded and asked:

"The woman carrying the piano is probably Xue Songguan, the devil.

In the newly released list of killers, she is tied for second place with the girl Hehe who killed Wang Mingyin.

However, the qin player is to restrain evil and upright the mind, and possesses the spirit of ghosts and gods, but she is used to kill people. "

The blacksmith surnamed Qi twitched the corners of his mouth, but did not make a sound.

Sighing, he glanced at the old master, remembering that Huang Sanjia once commented on the old master in front of him:

"Up and down the piano arena, invincible for a hundred years!"

However, it has been 20 years since the old master played the piano.

Now that the country has perished, there is still this leisurely feeling.

Outside the wall, in the alley.

The blind luthier sits cross-legged, with the Jiaowei guqin lying on his knees, his left hand is hanging in the air, and one finger of his right hand is plucking on the strings.

The sound of clanging instantly overwhelmed the sound of wind and rain.

Xu Qianqiu finally lifted his foot into the alleyway, his body was surging with energy.

Boundary all the way down.

Land gods, celestial phenomena, refer to Xuan.

Finally stabilized in the Diamond Realm.

He handed the umbrella in his hand to the little girl who had stopped waiting outside the alleyway, raised his foot, and stepped into the alleyway.

The faint voice, although faint, was exceptionally clear in the rain.

"I heard that you are good at killing King Kong with your fingers. Today, I will try."

This is also Xu Qianqiu's first time to fight against a high realm with a low realm.

The purpose is to temper the body.

King Kong, refers to Xuan, celestial phenomena.

Xu Yizhi pointed out that Xuan had already reached consummation.

However, King Kong still has flaws.

Today's battle, I hope there will be a breakthrough, and "The Immortal Golden Body" can be completed.

Demon masters, ranked fifth, assassin kills, ranked second.

The baby-faced woman in front of her used the piano as a weapon to attack with sonic waves, which was extremely sharp.

Among the world's Zhixuan, it can be ranked in the top five.

With the help of its sonic attack to temper one's indestructible golden body, although there are risks, the risk is worth taking.

Tuoba Bodhisattva is number one in the world in physical body, so I must have a battle with him.

The strength of the physical body must be broken through again!
The woman swung one hand over the strings, and the gray world seemed to be cut in two by this swing.

A faint silver line cuts the rain curtain easily like cutting tofu.

To Xu Qianqiu who stepped into the alleyway, he cut him in the middle.

Xu Qianqiu didn't dodge or dodge, and resisted the blow.

The indestructible golden body has not left a trace.

After the sound wave, the rain curtain and water curtain break and recombine.

The two walls of the alley did not have the defensive power of the indestructible golden body. In the blink of an eye, a thin, invisible groove was torn.

The two are a hundred paces apart.

After one blow, there are only eighty steps left.

The female luthier with a delicate baby face was immersed in it, ignoring the boy in white who was slowly approaching from the rain.

It is still the right hand, but this time, it is pressing the strings with two fingers, hitting a circle with one stroke.

Killing intent skyrocketed!
The immortal golden body has not been damaged in the slightest.

Not even a single cut was seen.

After the killing intent, there were only seventy steps left.

(End of this chapter)