Run the way

Countless pedestrians and visitors of all colors are bustling and bustling.Let the warm breeze blow on the face, Bai Ye stands quietly in the sea of ​​people, butterflies flutter and land on the shoulders of passers-by from time to time.

There is nothing abnormal, as if he has fallen into the world, feeling the flow of blood in his body, his cultivation, his Fan Li's demon blood, all of these are still there.

The breeze blew by, blowing the token around his waist.

Countless white patterns emerged from the air, Bai Ye only felt his eyes brighten, and then the scene in front of him changed.

A small hut, a towering giant tree, a clear spring, and a stream formed by the spring water.Amidst the gurgling water, two old men sat quietly under the shade of a tree, playing chess and drinking.

"Meet you again, thank you for your money." The old man in coir raincoat turned his head away, he nodded with a smile, and even the big white beard on his chin trembled.

"You don't have to thank them, just take what you need. Old man, I'm so excited." Bai Ye smiled, and he could vaguely guess the identities of the two old men.

"Young man, old man, let me advise you. Throw away the token. Even if you are considered a taboo existence by the Dao of Heaven, there are still people who cannot be provoked here." The old man picked up the bowl, took a sip of wine, and said Quite earnest taste.

"Throwing the token, what does it represent?"

"Someone is sleeping, throwing the token means giving up karma, and will not be contaminated with that person's karma."

"If I don't throw it away."

"Seeing that you are not stupid, you should know it yourself."

The old man pondered, he turned his head and stared at Bai Ye with his muddy old eyes, and when they looked at each other silently, a gleam of light burst out in the old eyes.

"Understood, thank you for reminding me, if there is nothing wrong, I will take my leave."

"Wait a minute, you can see what happens to them." The old man lowered his head and continued playing chess.

A picture scroll of a busy city appeared in front of Bai Ye's double pupil.

Yichenzi, the young master of Jianlu, the little monk, ... and a young man with a bow on his back, many young heirs of the great tradition appeared in the picture scroll, Bai Ye wanted to explore more deeply, but what he saw was Countless black curse runes.

As everyone knows, behind the rune are just the bones of a deserted village and the image of a flying demon butterfly. Bai Ye used the half-pupil method he had comprehended to try to see through the black rune, but he only saw a clue. He wanted to go deeper, but separated by runes.

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"Someone is planning to treat people as animals, raise them up, fatten them up and kill them." The fat man's big eyes flashed, and he looked at the four beauties beside him and reminded him earnestly.

"Let me say, you fat man, you are so godlike, are you really a friend of the junior brother?"

Shuanglu widened her beautiful eyes, her eyes were full of disbelief, she really didn't want to believe why her junior brother, who had always been very serious in her heart, would make such a smooth and wretched friend, who was also a big fat man.

"You, don't look down on me anymore. Fatty, am I an ordinary person who can make friends?" The fat man was very angry. If it wasn't for the fact that these four women had a lot to do with Bai Ye, he really didn't care about it.

"Daozhang, please don't worry about it, my junior sister has always been like this..."

Leng Chen opened her mouth, and with her ability to perceive words and expressions, she can naturally tell that the fat man is sincerely with them, otherwise, given the extent of this fat man's hidden strength, she wouldn't feel that way.

"Hey, Fatty, it's time for you to prove yourself." Shuang Lu said with a smile, pointing her jade hand in front of her.It turned out that monks were already standing not far in front of the five people.

The leader of this group of monks was a strong man with a bald head. At this moment, he was looking lewd, staring at the four women in front of him, completely ignoring the existence of the fat man.

"Boss, what should we do, the brothers seem to be unable to wait."

"That fat man has been cleaned up, and the woman is here to stay." The bald man sneered slightly, his eyes full of disdain.

He has one hundred and eight brothers under his command, each of whom is in the high-level realm of alchemy, not to mention that he is also a Nascent Soul cultivator himself, even if the other party is in the Nascent Soul stage, he doesn't believe that he can't suppress them.

"Not interested..." Fatty squinted his eyes, and he didn't intend to make a move at all.But then, he saw someone in front of him raised his arms and shouted:

"Brothers, the boss said that the fat man was killed, and the four female brothers were divided."

"Damn..." The fat man was speechless, in his eyes he was just a bunch of scum, yet he dared to ignore him like this. "Fatty, I'm angry..." The fat man's face was filled with anger. He felt his face was hot. He was just a group of ants, and he dared to ignore him as the descendant of Tianyan Pavilion.

Countless monks soared into the air, all kinds of true energy rose, powerful oppressive force appeared in the midair, and countless runes circulated, forming a violent and powerful sea of ​​energy, which wanted to suppress the five people in front.

The eyes of the bald man flashed brightly. Their orthodoxy was not very strong, and they could barely be regarded as a sixth-rank force, but they were superior in that they had a large number of people. They sent a total of 320 seven disciples to this secret realm. In the middle reaches, but relying on a set of combined attack techniques, it is actually invincible, all the way to here.

The sea of ​​qi was violent and swift, and under the pull of all the cultivators, a huge wave was set off, with the momentum of thunder in the whistling, it was about to completely suppress the five fat people.

"The God Talisman of the Heavens Appears." Fatty squeezed the formula with one hand, and murderous intent flashed in his big eyes. Countless silver brilliance emerged from the void, with silver mysterious runes, evolving endless murderous intent in the void.

In his eyes, the technique of joint attack is mediocre.Amidst the bang, the silver rune and the talisman merged, and the surface of the talisman ignited a silver flame.

"Dharma fate, three thousand talismans." The fat man whispered, his fat hands frantically making seals.

The silver flame exploded in the void, and a total of three thousand talismans took off, emitting silver divine light, and flew towards the air sea ahead.Could it be that this fat man is crazy, he dared to suppress us alone, in the vast sea of ​​air, a monk whispered, his words were full of disdain.

A giant magpie appeared above Fatty's head.Its whole body shone with silver luster, and its white feathers were crystal clear, giving it a sense of aristocrat among birds.

The bald head narrowed his eyes slightly, and after seeing this unusual magpie, he felt a little bad in his heart.Once a monk reaches the Nascent Soul stage, his strength and talent will generally undergo a qualitative leap.

And this leap depends on the quality of Nascent Soul.

Some people use themselves as their appearance, and the Nascent Soul that they cultivate has the same appearance as themselves, and it can even be equivalent to producing a baby version of themselves.

And some people, with outstanding celestial appearance, can stimulate their own spiritual veins to the extreme, and then give birth to the spirit of the spiritual veins, and use them as Nascent Souls, and their talents will undergo great changes. This is equivalent to gambling. It is a qualitative leap, and if you lose, you will be silent.

The fat man is a lucky person, even though the old man said that he will fall one day in the future, and the fall will be complete, with only a slight chance of survival.

"Array, sacrificial sword, target, dead fat man with a bird on his head." The bald man roared, and the earthy yellow luster flickered from his body, turning into a layer of crystal-clear true essence armor, holding him firmly Protect, a crystal clear baby appeared above his head, exuding supreme coercion.

Amidst the loud noise, a total of one hundred and nine flying sword instruments exuded awe-inspiring and sharp sword energy, and were arranged in an orderly manner in the sea of ​​air. The terrorist killing array suppressed five people together.

Behind the fat man, Leng Chen and the three women looked at Beiming Qiantong together, and cast her a questioning look.They felt a little bit sorry for the fat man alone, but the next moment they witnessed a terrifying scene.

The sword formation and sea of ​​air carrying terrifying murderous intent melted like ice and snow from the moment they collided with the three thousand talismans.This was a terrifying confrontation, the fat man's face was bright, and his hands kept imprinting.

Even the Nascent Soul was sacrificed, and he would feel ashamed if he couldn't win.

"嗤" More than 100 people flew upside down, especially the bald man. He not only flew upside down but also rolled wildly on the ground. Fortunately, there was still a sea of ​​gray clouds here.

"Tao method, the art of three thousand IOUs." The fat man suddenly bit his finger, and pressed it far away into the void.The Nascent Soul above his head neighed, and as it soared and danced, countless white feathers fluttered down.

Yingying white light appeared, and the silver runes flowed from the fat man's fingertips. The white feathers were like arrows, and they were nailed into the bodies of those monks. Sheets of white paper were formed out of thin air, and finally fell into the hands of the fat man.

"Brothers, it's agreed. There will be two copies, one for you and one for me. I'll collect the money then." The fat man narrowed his eyes and looked at the customers in front of him with an amiable look.

"Let's go, four sisters, fat man, I've made a fortune, and I'll treat you to a restaurant after I go out, haha." The fat man smiled slightly, his heart was already full of joy.

"Luo Ming made a great oath of Dao heart here. He owes Daoist Bu Liugu a total of 500 yuan of top-grade spirit stones, and he will pay it off in one year..." The bald man looked at the paper in his hand. One black, and then spit out a mouthful of old blood and passed out.

It was a true oath of Dao heart, and he could clearly feel that all of this was true, if he did not fulfill the oath, he would really suffer backlash, and if he failed, he would end up dead.

"Forcing karma, this fat man is really scary... As expected of being my junior's friend." Beiming Qiantong silently followed behind the fat man, she was thoughtful, sure enough, in this troubled world, geniuses come forth in large numbers.

"Four, please rest assured, Fatty, I am proficient in hexagrams, and I will definitely keep you safe."

"Why are you helping us?"

"You don't know what kind of person he is. I'm afraid something will happen to you and he will overturn this place." The fat man said very naturally.He still can't remember the horrible and weird hexagram image. Although he has become friends with Bai Ye, he still dare not calculate the second hexagram for this friend.

A series of hurricanes suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​clouds, sucking in the gray clouds. "Come with me." The fat man pondered, and led the four girls across to one of the hurricanes.

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