The years when I explored the fairyland.

Chapter 81 79: Blue Butterfly, Friendship Between Generations

night,
Moon stars are rare.

In the distance, the mountains are continuous and shadowy;

Nearby, two palaces and their houses lie on the rolling hills like dormant giants.

A slightly hunched figure stood on the treetop, his wrinkled face slightly raised and his cloudy eyes looking into the distance.

In his hand, a short sword disappeared and reappeared, as if he was ready to move, yet also seemed hesitant.

Crimson Lotus followers usually have short lives. The teachings of the 'Fire Controlling Crimson Lotus' even make them desire death.

However, he is definitely an outlier. Even his faith in Red Lotus Heavenly Venerable cannot overcome his fear of death.

So, he has lived to this day, his face is full of wrinkles, but he still hasn't died.

So, although the leader assigned the task, he was not in a hurry to carry it out.

On the one hand, he approached Xuanzhen Temple cautiously, carefully screening the masters for fear of missing anyone; on the other hand, he inquired about the news in the city, wondering if there would be any extra gains.

Then, he got the exact opposite result.

According to the news in the city, the Xuanzhen Temple is like a den of dragons and tigers. After all, only five people came out, but they overwhelmed all the people in the martial arts world.

As for such a force, it is definitely playing the pig to eat the tiger, so at least one or two experts should be left to guard its own nest.

But the actual situation was that apart from a martial artist who practiced internal martial arts, he didn't see any other masters at all. This made him a little puzzled and confused, and even difficult to understand.

This led to the current situation. He wanted to take action and complete the leader's mission, but he was afraid that there really were masters in the Xuanzhen Temple hidden in the darkness that he didn't know about.

This made him hesitate.

In the end, it was his fear of his leader and the rules of the Pure World Red Lotus Society that made him make the decision.

I'll strike when the time is right. If there's really an expert here, can't I just run away if I can't beat him?
When this thought took over his mind, he finally stopped hesitating and jumped down from the treetop, leaning forward as if he was going to run into the temple.

When he went there, he killed people without any scruples.

But just as it was about to disappear, a voice suddenly sounded: "Are you annoying or not? Are you annoying or not?"

"Who?"

This sound almost frightened the old fellow to death. He turned around as if he had been electrocuted, with the dagger in his hand ready to strike.

Then, he saw where he came from. There was a man standing there, with a thin figure and a casual temperament.

It’s the pure and peaceful Taoist!

After walking a few steps forward and getting closer, Taoist Qingjing became a little furious: "I think you are also sick in the head. You have been tossing back and forth for so many days, killing and not killing, letting go and not letting go, making me have to be cautious every night.

Are you interesting?

I just want to ask you if it’s interesting?”

His words were impolite, and the old guy blushed a little, but when he saw the person coming, he felt a lot more relieved.

Because, during these days of exploring Xuanzhen Temple, he naturally recognized this old Taoist priest. He had seen the old Taoist priest doing morning exercises and had a good understanding of his martial arts.

It's the best, he's just a warrior. It's estimated that he hasn't even tempered the four levels of 'muscles, bones, skin and flesh'.

Therefore, he was really not afraid and he immediately retorted: "Whether it's interesting or not, it's my business, none of your business!"

"Well, now that you appear in front of me, I will take your life first."

As he said this, he prepared to step forward, tapping the ground with his toes. After two steps, he turned into a phantom, and with a flash of sword light, he cut the throat of Taoist Qingjing.

But after he succeeded, he was not happy at all, because under the sword light, Taoist Qingjing disappeared like a phantom.

This strange scene frightened him. He turned around, steadied himself, and looked in another direction: "You, you, what kind of sorcery is this?"

"Witchcraft? No matter how devilish the secret arts are, can they compare to the Red Lotus Fire of your Purifying Red Lotus Society? A group of evil cults are actually slandering my secret arts here. Damn it."

When Taoist Qingjing waved his hand, butterflies appeared all over the sky, their dark blue bodies shining with light. How beautiful they were when they danced gracefully.

But the Red Lotus cultist screamed in fear as if possessed, waving the dagger in his hand wildly, even hurting himself several times.

Until he could no longer bear it, he attracted the red lotus fire and died in the blind attack.

Not until it was burnt to charcoal did the Taoist priest Qingjing come out from another corner. Perhaps because no one was around, he showed a lot of his true character.

With some disgust, he threw out a piece of silk cloth, covered the body's ankles, and then dragged the body into the depths of the woods.

At this moment, it was revealed that his martial arts skills were indeed limited, and dragging the charred corpse seemed a bit strenuous.

Of course, Wei Jinkui, who was leaning against the wall in Xuanzhen Temple and watching the whole process from afar, did not have this feeling.

Even now, he still remembers the blue butterfly and the scene of its dancing gracefully, which was truly eerie.

Wei Jinkui had no idea what the Red Lotus Cultist's specific cultivation level was, but it was definitely higher than his.

Because, he really hadn't noticed anything these days, but before Chu Zhou left, he had told him to keep an eye on the old Taoist.

To be honest, he really didn't care about it before, he just thought this old Taoist was really good.

It was only in recent days that he felt that there was something strange about this old Taoist priest, so he became more cautious.

Then, who could have thought that this old Taoist priest could lead to the discovery of the Red Lotus Sect.

But what caught him off guard was that the Red Lotus followers, who were much more powerful than him, actually died at the hands of this old Taoist?

This old Taoist actually mastered such a strange secret technique? With his thoughts racing, Wei Jinkui immediately rushed back quietly. No matter what, he had never been here today and had never seen it!
We’ll talk about everything after Chu Zhou comes back.

……

White Sands City,
At the highest point of a restaurant, on the flying eaves and brackets.

With two jars of wine and three or five dishes, Chu Zhou and the drunkard old man ate and chatted here, and they could also enjoy the moon and the scenery. It was so enjoyable.

To be honest, Chu Zhou never thought that he would become friends with this old drunkard.

Initially, I just wanted to get some information from him, but after a few drinks, the two of us started chatting and had a great time, and it seemed that we had similar personalities and became close friends regardless of age.

The reason why Chu Zhou was able to carry out his plan so smoothly and the reason why he was able to catch those marrow-training warriors and beat them one by one was because of the information revealed by this drunkard old man.

Almost all of their life stories, martial arts they were good at, hobbies, etc. were told in detail, so Chu Zhou knew both himself and the enemy, and never got tired of fighting.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, the drunkard old man raised his head slightly, looked at Chu Zhou, and said: "My friend, let me ask you again, your secret technique of increasing your size is really not a secret technique, but a martial art?"

"You've asked this question three times. Is it interesting to ask it again?"

Chu Zhou rolled his eyes and said, "Why do you insist on thinking that it is a secret technique instead of a martial art?"

"Because no martial arts is like that, no matter if it's the Buddhist Dharma Protector lineage or bone shrinking skills, they can't achieve the same effect as you.

On the contrary, secret techniques are all kinds of strange and have different effects, so it is possible. "

"This is the magic of the secret martial arts of my Xuanzhen Temple, and it is also the reason why I think the martial arts you practice are biased and flawed.

It's a pity that you wouldn't believe me even if I told you."

Chu Zhou said this, then he lay down, stretched his body, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and raised his glass in the distance.

The drunkard old man Feng Yan smiled bitterly: "It's not that I don't want to believe it. I have thought about the theory you mentioned carefully and it does make sense.

But I’m already this old, what’s the use of believing it?

Even if you are willing to teach me everything you know, I am too old to change my ways."

As he said this, he also imitated Chu Zhou, lying on the roof, pouring the wine, taking a sip and tilting his head slightly, and said: "Do you remember the first time we met, you asked me a question, and I didn't answer!"

"of course I remember!"

Chu Zhou nodded and said, "I once asked you, with your strength and status, why did you wade into this muddy water?"

"Yeah, I didn't want to get involved, but for the sake of the 'Soul-Calming Incense', I had no choice but to accept the invitation from the Wenxiang Temple!"

"Calming and soothing incense?"

Chu Zhou chewed on these five words and finally remembered: "The golden signboard of Wenxiang Temple, a good thing that can be used by innate warriors?"

“Yes, all innate strong men can use it to practice, but in fact, its greatest use is when a marrow-training warrior breaks through to the innate realm.

This wonderful fragrance can stabilize the mind and soul, calm the emotions, and help stimulate one's potential, which is also the most important point for breakthroughs."

After a pause, the drunkard old man Feng Yan said helplessly: "Maybe, maybe what you said is true, maybe our martial arts are not perfect.

But I can't change my path, I can only keep going forward.

I want to see the scenery above the marrow training area and see the majesty of the innate martial artist, but I can only serve as a dog for the Wenxiang Temple!"

Chu Zhou remained silent, but felt it made sense.

The road ahead in martial arts is really getting narrower and narrower as you go up. Without rare treasures and precious medicines, how can it be so easy to walk on?

Just thinking this, Chu Zhou couldn't help but turn his head and asked, "Drunkard old man, why do I feel like you're not in a good state today?

Is there something wrong? Tell me and I'll see if I can help you share some of the burden. "

"Share? You have no chance..."

Before he could finish his words, they were drowned out by the violent waves in the distance. Chu Zhou could not help but straighten his body and look into the distance.

Then, a sword light spread across the night sky, three meters, five meters, ten meters, several dozen feet, dozens of feet...

It only took a breath and it seemed to soar into the sky and slash straight down.

Under the sword light, a charming figure slowly raised her head, and the smile on the corners of her lips seemed to be still blooming, making the surroundings a little brighter.

Then, the surging internal energy was released and transformed into the shadow of a nine-tailed fox. The nine tails suddenly condensed and became one, like a spear, piercing the sky.

boom!
There was a loud bang, like thunder exploding, and a visible shock wave swept in all directions.

The central area of ​​Baisha City was already in ruins, and it exploded with a crackling sound.

"This is?"

"Of course it was the Third Elder of Yunya and the Left Protector of Wenxiang Temple who had a fight. You have been in the limelight these days, but don't forget it.

They are the protagonists of this conflict."

After a pause, he turned around, looked at Chu Zhou, and said, "My friend, I have to go. I can't be absent from this conflict!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already floated away. Chu Zhou lay down again. Seeing the fierce battle in the distance, he raised his glass again and looked at the battle from a distance.

"This scene is exactly like you finish your performance and I come on stage!!!"

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