Chapter 116 This vicious dog holds a grudge
Chapter 116 This vicious dog holds a grudge
"Biaozi, speed up, don't lose us." Yunshu sent a message to Sang Biao.
Sang Biao received the order, sped up and caught up.
Sang Biao had also eaten the magic honey with Yun Shu, so his speed wouldn’t be too slow.
At least it would be easy to kill Jian Nancun instantly.
Jian Nancun doesn't think so.
Someone actually wants to compare the speed of running with flying with a sword?
You must be out of your mind.
The thought of getting 7 spirit stones is so tempting.
The curve of Master Jian's mouth is becoming more and more curved.
A distance of ten miles is not too far for an immortal who can fly with a sword.
Arrived at Jiannan Village at the foot of the mountain, floating in the air.
I looked back at a dog and a man not far away.
He shook his head and said sympathetically: "As the saying goes, the light of a firefly cannot compete with the brightness of the sun and the moon!"
"Give up, martial arts friend, dog friend."
"Your seven spiritual stones are destined to become the stones that help Jian on his path to immortality."
"Fellow Daoist, please don't be unconvinced. The difference in strength between the sixth and second stage of Qi Refining is so huge that it is not something you can comprehend at your current level."
"Don't be obsessed, fellow Taoist..."
When Jiannancun continued to tilt.
Two shadows, one in front and one behind.
With two whoosh sounds, something flashed past him.
"What is this?" Jian Nancun was about to fill the cup.
He saw an incredible scene.
Wu Liangye and the ugly dog, who were originally some distance behind him, suddenly sped up and ran ahead of him.
"Damn! You two are playing dirty tricks!" Jian Nancun shouted angrily, then rushed out and chased after them.
However, the two old sixes in front were getting faster and faster, and the distance between them was getting farther and farther.
The most hateful thing is that ugly dog.
It actually found the time to stop halfway, lifted its tail and farted loudly in his direction!
"Ah, my!" Jian Nancun was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He quickly took out a speed-increasing talisman from his Qiankun bag.
Slap the flying sword.
The speed of the flying sword increased significantly, but it was of no avail.
The bald man with a smirk on his face had already reached the top of the mountain.
Even the extremely ugly local dog was almost reaching the top of the mountain.
Jian Nancun was extremely disappointed. The admission token to the Taihu Fairy Meeting that he had worked so hard to obtain was going to be lost!
The thought of cheating and running away flashed through his mind, but he still shook his head.
There is no way. The inner demon has just sworn an oath, so how can I escape?
He slowly put down his flying sword, then walked to Yun Shu and said, "Friend Wu Dao, you are a hidden talent!"
"Brother Jian, you are too polite. It was you who gave in to me this time. I am very grateful." Yun Shu apologized.
He deliberately tried to get closer to him and changed his name from Fellow Daoist Jian to Brother Jian.
At this time, Sang Biao deliberately passed by Jian Nancun, and then raised his hind legs on a weed beside him.
I originally thought that Sang Biao would urinate and mark his territory like other local dogs.
Who knew, it was not the case at all. It raised its legs towards the direction of Jiannan Village and farted loudly again.
"puff!"
A foul odor hit his nose, and Jian Nancun covered his nose and cursed inwardly.
This vicious dog actually holds a grudge!
"Brother Jian? What about the membership token of Taihu Immortal Society? Look..." Yunshu reminded Jian Nancun.
Jian Nancun showed a painful look on his face and slowly took out an ancient token.
When he was hesitating whether to keep her.
A black shadow flashed past.
It was Sangbiao. It took the token away in one bite and came to Yunshu.
Yun Shu took the token from Sang Biao's mouth, and then said to Jian Nancun embarrassedly: "The spirit pet is naughty, brother Jian, please don't blame me!"
The token left his hand, and he didn't get the seven spirit stones back either, so Jian Nancun felt a little distraught.
Turn around and leave.
Yun Shu looked at his back and remembered Jiang Li's voice transmission.
"This is someone from our Beihan Palace. Quick, let me out!" Jiang Li ordered.
Yun Shu's face was full of confusion.
But the Cold Moon Tower was still released.
As soon as the Hanyue Tower appeared, Jiang Li showed up.
"Are you an outer disciple of Beihan Palace?" After Jiang Li appeared, he immediately stopped Jian Nancun who was turning to leave.
Jian Nancun was stunned at first, then turned around quickly and looked carefully at Jiang Li in front of him.
Silver-white armor! Silver spear!
Palace Master!
This is his palace master!
"Palace...Palace Master! Is that you?" Jian Nancun stared at Jiang Li and his whole body began to tremble.
"I am Jiang Li. You don't know me, but don't you know the Jade Snow Silver Dragon Spear in my hand?"
Jiang Li shook the silver spear in his hand, and a sound of wind and snow whistled past.
At this time, Jian Nancun knelt down directly in front of Jiang Li.
"The 3792nd outer disciple of Beihan Palace, here to meet the Palace Master!" Jian Nancun shouted while sobbing.
"Fuck! The 7th Steel Company is here!" Yun Shu muttered behind him.
"Do you still remember Jian He, the miner in Mine No. 9?" Jiang Li suddenly turned around and asked Yun Shu behind him.
"Hmm? I still have a little impression." Yunshu replied.
He thought of Jian He, the miner who was eaten by the big black cat.
"You tell it." Jiang Li sighed and said to Jian Nancun.
"Jian He is my fourth uncle. What happened to him? Could it be..." Jian Nancun's expression darkened, as if he realized something.
"Your fourth uncle was very brave. He fought with us against Elder Tiansheng until the end. It's a pity that he died of exhaustion in the end..." Yun Shu said faintly.
He couldn't bear to tell Jian Nancun the real cause of Jian He's death.
"Palace Master, our Beihan Palace..."
"Still here!" Jiang Li's eyes were firm.
"That's great! That's great! I am no longer a homeless cultivator..." Jian Nancun actually cried with excitement.
Jian He and Jian Nancun, the uncle and nephew, were raised by the previous palace master since childhood.
Although his cultivation level is not high, his feelings for Beihan Palace are deeper than those of other disciples.
When great changes took place in Beihan Palace, Jian Nancun happened to be traveling.
When he returned to the sect, Beihan Palace was already in ruins.
He silently collected the remains of his fellow disciples, burned them, and then buried them.
Afterwards, he left Beihan Palace, traveled around, and became a casual cultivator.
He did not hide in a fixed place to practice, but chose to travel. His purpose was actually very simple.
He wanted to see if he could meet any fellow disciples.
Today, he actually encountered it!
And she is the palace master!
"Palace Master, what is your cultivation level?" Jian Nancun suddenly asked.
He just used his spiritual sense to scan Jiang Li's body and found that she was only at the twelfth level of the Qi Refining Stage.
He remembered that the Palace Master had reached the peak of the late Foundation Establishment Stage.
Just one step away from the Jindan stage.
"What happened to the Palace Master to become like this?"
"Moreover, she came out from a magical weapon of this bald man in front of me."
"Could it be that the Palace Master was coerced by someone and then locked up in this small tower, constantly having his cultivation drained away?"
Jian Nancun’s imagination went wild.
Then he began to stare fiercely at the bald man in the distance.
Yun Shu was confused as he was inexplicably treated with hostility by others.
"Sister, why is he looking at me like that?" Yun Shu asked Jiang Li.
"Sister?" Jian Nancun spoke first, asking puzzledly.
"He is my sworn brother, Yunshu. I encountered a major change and my cultivation level dropped to this level. Now it is slowly recovering." Jiang Li explained patiently.
"Yun Shu? Isn't his name Wu Liangye?" Jian Nancun asked.
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