After exhausting myself to death

"Brother Shen, run!"

"Damn, there are more and more people, how can we escape like this?"

"There are people ahead, be careful."

The matter of cutting down trees is naturally not a problem for monks with advanced cultivation.

The trunk of the locust tree is very thick, so Qiao Yunni did not forget to trim it down a bit in advance to worry that it would fall down and hit nearby houses.

Except for Shen Minghuan, whose shoulders could not resist and whose hands could not lift, the remaining five people worked together and pushed the locust tree up without taking too long.

However, they did not expect that the moment the locust tree fell, the residents all over the city seemed to "come alive" and began to chase them desperately.

No matter how fast they are, there are too many residents in the city and they can be surrounded no matter which direction they go.

Xia Ru collapsed while holding the weapon, "Aren't all the trees cut down? Why haven't they returned to normal yet?" There is also her mother here!

Shen Minghuan was panting: "If the tree is cut down, it can only cut off the opponent's minions and prevent him from attacking other people. But these residents have already been planted with split souls, but this cannot disappear when the tree falls."

"Aru, don't worry." Xu Qingyun pushed away a resident who rushed towards him, "We will ask the master after we get out. The master will definitely find a solution."

Lin Yaochuan struggled to protect Shen Minghuan, "Is it possible to control a sword?"

"No, I've tried it. There are no-fly restrictions in Liucheng." Qiao Yunni replied.

From the corner of his eye, Lin Yaochuan saw an old man grabbing him again. He was so frightened that he put the sword back into his storage ring.

For this generation of Xiu who grew up holding swords and received the most professional teachings, some fighting instincts are engraved in their bones, but now they have to be careful not to let their conditioned reflexes hurt others.

Lin Yaochuan said with a bitter face: "Then what should we do now? I can't do it."

The restrained fighting made people irritated. Xu Qingyun looked at the dense crowd of residents who were still coming in the distance, put up a protective shield to protect them, and replied impatiently: "What else can be done? It can only be blocked for a while."

"How long will this be blocked? Are there any moves that won't hurt people? Hey, I'm stupid. What use can moves that don't hurt people?" Lin Yaochuan looked a little uneasy: "Brother Shen, you are smart, you think we are What to do now?”

what to do……

Looking back at Shen Minghuan's life, he has never failed to live up to any "what to do".

Shen Minghuan smiled and said, "Brother Lin, I don't have a weapon. Can I lend you a sword?"

When he smiled like this, he suddenly didn't look like the "Brother Shen" in Lin Yaochuan's impression. Lin Yaochuan was stunned for a moment, and forgot to ask what he wanted to do, and took out the sword from the storage ring.

Shen Minghuan took it.

He happens to know the harmless moves.

"Brother Shen?"

"Xiao Shen?"

Everyone watched blankly as Shen Minghuan held his sword and walked past Xu Qingyun to the front.

It was obvious that he still had the same face and his figure was still a little thin, but when he held the sword, he suddenly had an aura that could be compared to a mountain.

Shen Minghuan turned around, smiled at them, and said gently: "Close your eyes."

The Lord of the Galaxy, Shen Minghuan, has two swords, one is "Dingshanhai" and the other is "All Things Spring". He created his own sword techniques for these two swords and named them after the swords.

The Lord of the Galaxy is accustomed to fixing mountains and seas.

The sword comes out like a wandering dragon, and the vast sky and the earth are shocked. There is no one in the world who can rival him.

Few people have seen the "Spring of All Things" unsheathed, so they don't know that the "Spring of All Things" is an unedged sword. It was not born in this world for the purpose of killing people.

In the spring of all things, what we really want to kill are monsters, demons and ghosts, monsters that can no longer be called human beings, and those who are accidentally provoked by cunning means.

Shen Minghuan raised his hand, and a white streak formed from the tip of the sword, enveloping it with dazzling sword light, gently but invincibly cutting through the dark night.

The sword light washed away the night, and the residents couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise and covered their eyes.

——The white sword light became more and more powerful, as if a sun was born on the ground.

The first form of the Spring Sword Technique of All Things.

Spring mountains are in sight.

Shen Minghuan nodded secretly, and indeed reminded Lin Yaochuan that they were right to close their eyes, but it was really dazzling.

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Three days later.

There is always no shortage of things to talk about in the Divine Realm. In this vast and magical land, too many fantastic or weird things happen every day.

But this is the first time in a century that things have been so lively like this recently.

"Have you heard? Something happened in Liucheng."

"How could I not have heard of this? I didn't expect Shangqing Palace to be so bold. I heard that the four major forces have declared war on them. Will Shangqing Palace be destroyed soon?"

"Hey, who cares whether the Shangqing Palace is dead or alive? Let me tell you, several of Fairy Luo's disciples were also in Liucheng that day. If their disciples were in danger, Fairy Luo would naturally go to Liucheng to save people..."

"I know that. Fairy Luo left late. When she arrived, the matter had been resolved. Those little fairies were asking the residents one by one if they were feeling unwell."

"Don't interrupt, do you still want to hear it?"

"Think about it, go on, I paid for today's drinks."

In the restaurant, Lin Yaochuan hesitated and glanced at Shen Minghuan sitting next to him.

They said goodbye to Xu Qingyun and others three days ago, boarded the flying boat and left Liucheng, but Lin Yaochuan listened to remarks like this for three days.

Lin Yaochuan had never realized that news from the Divine Realm could spread so quickly.

The surrounding tables were chatting in full swing, and just by listening to the speaker's increasingly high-spirited tone, one could tell that things were about to enter a climax.

"After Fairy Luo arrived, she discovered that the sword technique that the disciples said was so brilliant that it could not be looked directly at and passed through the body without leaving any wounds was actually - All Things Spring!"

"What did you say? All things spring?!"

"Is it possible that Shen Minghuan is still alive?"

Not to mention that the noise in the restaurant doubled as soon as these words fell. Lin Yaochuan looked at Shen Minghuan, who was eating and drinking indifferently, with a hesitant expression.

Is Brother Shen Shen Minghuan? Lin Yaochuan didn't think so.

It’s not that I look down on his good brother, but Shen Minghuan shouldn’t even be so happy eating these ordinary meals, right? I probably wouldn't be willing to sit in the lobby to eat with so many people, nor would I be willing to use such ordinary bowls and chopsticks...

Shen Minghuan should be a more noble being than a phoenix who would not live in a phoenix tree, would not eat unless he practiced food, and would not drink from a sweet spring. He should be born with the most unique treatment.

Lin Yaochuan successfully convinced himself. He breathed a long sigh of relief and asked in a low voice: "Brother Shen, how come you know the Ten Thousand Thousand Spring Sword Techniques?"

Shen Minghuan looked surprised: "I can't."

"Ah?" Lin Yaochuan listened to the voice not far away in his ear, "That's the spring of all things, if I hadn't twisted off my head and used it as a ball for you to kick." Then looking at Shen Minghuan's innocent eyes, his expression was a little confused for a moment, "But they It is said that all things spring.”

Shen Minghuan sighed: "That's what I learned from an old man in the village when I was young. I don't know why they all call it the Spring Sword Technique of All Things."

It is known that Shen Minghuan is not the old man...

Could it be that Shen Minghuan didn't create the All Things Spring Sword Technique by himself, and that Shen Minghuan also learned it from the old man?

Impossible. Impossible.

Lin Yaochuan shook his head and got rid of this ridiculous idea. That's right, the sword technique used by Brother Shen will definitely not be the spring of all things!

Such conversations don't just happen in small restaurants. Shen Minghuan is an unprecedented figure. Some people love him and respect him, while others fear him and hate him.

Countless people had sleepless nights because of this piece of news about him that they didn't know was true or false.

As for Liucheng, it was the first time since the city was founded that there were so many prominent and powerful guests.

Luo Jinghong hasn't left yet.

There were too many immortal cultivators of unknown strength coming to Liucheng, and the residents were frightened. With her watching, those outsiders would always restrain themselves.

This is the city that Shen Minghuan has been to, and the people Shen Minghuan saved are not allowed to be harmed by others.

——With no reason or proof, Luo Jinghong just knew that it was Shen Minghuan.

——Even after so many years, her heart still trembles when she thinks of it.

You can't meet someone who is too amazing when you are young, otherwise you will spend your whole life remembering them.

Luo Jinghong sighed, the Shen Minghuan in his memory was too childish and self-centered. He was spoiled to the point of being lawless, arrogant and arrogant, and did not consider others at all.

But there is no way, things like feelings are never up to anyone.

Luo Jinghong didn't know why Shen Minghuan wanted to hide his identity, and she didn't want to get to the bottom of it. She just wanted to help him.

"Dong dong dong."

The door was knocked politely three times.

Luo Jinghong put down his tea cup, and the door opened automatically. The breeze blew through, and the gauze in the room danced lightly.

"The master of the Qianji Sect has come a long way, and there is no way to welcome him." The voice of the most beautiful woman in the divine realm is like a soft and graceful celestial voice. Just listening to it makes people unconsciously relax and intoxicated.

Yue Qing bowed slightly politely: "Sorry for disturbing the elegant mood of Pavilion Master Luo."

Yue Qing was wearing a white robe and a Confucian crown on his head. Unfortunately, he was tall and strong, so he was a bit unharmonious.

Luo Jinghong thought, not as good as Shen Minghuan.

Shen Minghuan also likes to wear white robes. He is the person who looks best in white clothes that Luo Jinghong has ever seen.

Although Shen Minghuan looks good in whatever color she wears.

Yue Qing asked: "I heard that Pavilion Master Luo once claimed that the sword technique that appeared in Liucheng that day was called the Spring of All Things?"

"So that's why I came here." Luo Jinghong chuckled, "Since Master Yue has come to Liucheng, why not go see it yourself."

"I've never seen the spring of all things, and I can't recognize it, so I'm here to ask you." Yue Qing's tone was light, as if he was just looking for a topic casually and didn't care much about the answer.

Luo Jinghong chuckled again: "Does the sect master want to ask about sword skills, or does he want to ask about the sword wielder?"

A leaf fell from the tree not far away, and the green color turned into nothingness before it fell to the ground.

Yue Qing's eyes were heavy, "What does this mean, Pavilion Master?"

"You are afraid." Luo Jinghong said: "You are afraid that Shen Minghuan is not dead. You injured Bai Jinwu while Lin Qian and the others were leaving Xinghe. The meat dug from Xinghe's body fed Qianji's century-old foundation. If Shen Minghuan is still alive , you Qianjimen will not escape death.”

"Nonsense!" Yue Qing shouted angrily: "Then Bai Jinwu colluded with Yu Shenghan to kill him. Shen Minghuan should thank me."

Luo Jinghong sneered: "You can deceive yourself like this, but based on my understanding of Shen Minghuan, he won't like anyone to avenge him - especially someone like you, doing it for your own selfish purposes in the name of avenging him. ”

Yue Qing clenched his fists: "You..."

"What's wrong with me?" Luo Jinghong was not afraid at all.

She was in the Mahayana stage, and Yue Qing was in the Tribulation stage. The gap between them was like a chasm, and it would be easy for Yue Qing to kill her.

However, Luo Jinghong even dispersed his body-protecting spiritual power: "I'm right here, do you dare to touch me? In Liucheng, where Shen Minghuan just used his sword technique, Yue Qing, do you dare?"

Yue Qing's face turned pale.

After a long time, he retracted his hand, snorted coldly, and walked away.