Martial Cultivator

In the early morning, everyone in the inn got up and headed to the nearby mountains and forests. As the sloppy Taoist priest said, they had gathered in this remote and unknown town just for the demon king who had been seriously injured and fled into the mountains and forests, so no one would stay in the inn for a long time. , Nanshan Maitreya walked out of the guest room, came to the counter, looked at the shopkeeper who was so nervous that he had not slept all night, and asked, "That sloppy Taoist priest didn't come back last night?"

The shopkeeper didn't dare to neglect him. Everyone in the inn looked easy to talk to, but the man in front of him who looked like Maitreya Buddha killed people as soon as he came in last night. "The Taoist priest went out last night before the wine gourd was filled." , and there is no trace of it until now.”

Nanshan Maitreya frowned slightly. He was also a casual cultivator from Huanglong Province. He had many dealings with that sloppy Taoist priest. He naturally knew what kind of temper that guy was. If he was alone last night, he would dare to go deep into the forest to find the injured demon king. Trouble, he definitely doesn't believe this. According to the sloppy Taoist priest's temperament, what he likes to do most is fish in troubled waters. If he can't do anything, he will never do anything. But if this guy has now figured out and left alone, Nanshan Maitreya didn't believe it either, so for a moment, he was a little confused.

But he soon came back to his senses, because on the second floor, the sword cultivator couple had already walked out of the guest room. Nanshan Maitreya looked at Xu Bai and chuckled, "I'm afraid that Daoist Xu will be able to take down the demon horn in the end. After all, Fellow Taoist swordsmanship is truly the best in Huanglongzhou.”

Xu Bai frowned slightly. He had never had a good impression of Nanshan Maitreya, so he just said calmly, "After entering the mountain, everyone will depend on their own abilities. It is useless for Nanshan Taoist Fellow to say so much."

Nanshan Maitreya nodded and said, "That's the truth. However, if there are any unexpected emergencies, I would be very grateful if fellow Taoist Xu can help."

Jiang Ying, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Fellow Taoist Master Nanshan has profound Dharma. I'm afraid we don't need to take action."

Nanshan Maitreya looked at this rare female sword cultivator in the world and just smiled without saying anything.

Then Nanshan Maitreya walked out of the inn and entered the mountain first.

Xu Bai and Jiang Ying glanced at the second floor. Xu Bai said in a low voice, "After entering the mountain, be careful. If you really can't do it, don't force it. Your life is far more important than the so-called demon horn."

When Jiang Ying heard what her husband said, the woman who had always obeyed him shook her head and said, "You are only missing a good flying sword. This time, you have taken the demon horn. You don't need the bounty from Jian Qi Mountain. You have to do it no matter what." Please give me a flying sword."

Xu Bai frowned and wanted to say something, but Jiang Ying already shook her head and said, "I always listen to you in the past, but this time you listen to me."

Xu Bai sighed and said nothing more.

As a casual cultivator, especially as a sword cultivator in the casual cultivator, life is the most difficult. There is no powerful sect behind you to rely on, and there is no famous teacher to guide you. Even the flying sword that depends on each other may not have a good one. Xu As a casual cultivator, Bai's ability to reach this point has actually proven a lot of things.

Xu Bai silently held his wife's hand and walked out of the inn with a smile. In fact, no matter what Jiang Ying said, at the last moment, he would definitely regard Jiang Ying's life as the most important thing in his life.

Afterwards, the three monks from one mother also walked out of the inn.

Now, an inn that was full last night was now empty, with only the innkeeper and a few waiters looking at each other remaining.

"Shopkeeper, will they come back tonight? There are still many of them who haven't paid."

One of the waiters spoke up, quite dissatisfied.

The innkeeper kicked him over and cursed, "How dare you say such things? Why don't you hurry up and touch your head?"

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The town has a name that is not popular, so the nearby mountains and forests naturally do not have any good names. According to the local people's name, the highest mountain is named Santai Mountain, and the remaining short mountains connected by it are named after it. Tugou Mountain is collectively known as Tugou Mountain. The monks who entered the mountain now started from the short mountain on the easternmost side of Tugou Mountain. Although it was rumored that the demon king suffered a sword from the Sword Immortal, he was a monster from the other side after all. Naturally, everyone was dissatisfied. Dare to look down upon, almost all of them are traveling together with a few people. As for how to divide the spoils afterwards, I'm afraid they have already made it clear. Not everyone is like Xu Bai and his wife. What they want is a flying sword, so a demon horn gives it to them. Go to Jianqi Mountain, and you can naturally divide the spoils later.

In this way, Nanshan Maitreya seems to be a loner. Originally, he planned to form an alliance with the sloppy Taoist priest, but who knew that the guy never came back after leaving the inn last night. After that, he also intentionally or unintentionally wanted to form an alliance with Xu Bai. The Jianxiu couple got closer, but the couple was disgusted with Nanshan Maitreya. Secondly, they had already planned to use the demon horn to go to Jianqi Mountain to ask for a flying sword, so it was naturally impossible for them to get along with him. Make an alliance.

After Nanshan Maitreya entered the mountain, he met many casual cultivators, but either he looked down on them, or they were far away from his reputation.

After walking for half a day, he was still alone.

However, as he gradually approached the Santai Mountain, Nanshan Maitreya met a young man in black clothes on a mountain road with a knife at his waist. He seemed to be a little uncertain about his realm, so Nanshan Maitreya assessed the young man in front of him. , guessing that it is at the intersection of the realm of Shenzang and the realm of suffering.

When he suddenly saw the Nanshan Maitreya in front of him on the mountain road, the young man in black shirt became obviously nervous and unconsciously pressed the handle of the knife.

Nanshan Maitreya clasped his hands together, whispered the Buddha's name, and then asked with a smile, "Fellow Taoist, are you going up the mountain alone? This poor monk does not mean any harm."

Looking at the fat monk with a compassionate expression in front of him, the young man in black shirt nodded and asked bluntly, "Master is also here for the Demon King of the Mountain?"

Seeing the other person loosening his hand on the handle of the knife while speaking, Nanshan Maitreya had already made a conclusion in his mind. The young man in front of him was probably a young man walking around the world for the first time. He nodded with a smile and said softly, " The demon king is so dangerous, why did fellow Taoist go up the mountain alone?"

The young man in black shirt was a little embarrassed and said, "I didn't think about doing anything else. I just went up the mountain to see the world."

"I don't think it's appropriate for Taoist fellow Taoist to be alone. It's better to go with a poor monk so that someone can take care of you along the way." Nanshan Maitreya always looked at the young man in front of him with a smile, as if he was really an accomplished Buddhist practitioner. An eminent monk.

The young man in black shirt was immediately overjoyed and said with a smile, "In that case, it's the best, it's just troublesome for the master." 🄲

Nanshan Maitreya shook his head and said with a smile, "Fellow Taoist, what you said is obvious. As a Buddhist disciple, this is how a poor monk should be."

The young man in black shirt sincerely praised, "Master is really compassionate. I don't know which temple he practices in."

Nanshan Maitreya Tan Ran Dao "I once practiced in Bailu Temple, but now I am practicing the Dao of the Red World."

Bailu Temple is the leader of Buddhism. When he heard this, the young man in black shirt really looked at Nanshan Maitreya with admiration.

"I wonder what you call fellow Taoist?"

Nanshan Maitreya came to the young man in black and walked with him.

The young man in black shirt is naturally Chen Chao who just went up the mountain. Listening to Nanshan Maitreya's question, he nodded and smiled and said, "My surname is Xie, my name is Qingyun."

Nanshan Maitreya asked, "Fellow Taoist, are you from the Bailu Xie family?"

Chen Chao shook his head, "We are from a small family, and there are elders in the family who are in the army, so we have followed the path of martial arts since we were young, so it doesn't matter.

What an achievement. "

Nanshan Maitreya nodded and said with emotion, "Fellow Taoist, there is no need to be too modest. You, the Liang Dynasty, have produced many peerless warriors."

The two chatted with each other, and soon they were approaching the foot of Santai Mountain. Chen Chao suddenly asked, "I heard that the demon king was handed a sword by a certain sword immortal. Master, do you know which sword immortal it was?" "

Nanshan Maitreya shook his head and smiled bitterly and said, "Although the poor monk knows a lot of things, he really knows nothing about this matter. But so does the sword immortal. Since he can seriously hurt the demon king with one sword, why did he kill him directly?" The demon king escaped and was seriously injured. I am afraid that the people around him will suffer again. To be honest, the poor monk went up the mountain this time not for the demon horn, but just to kill the demon king and save the lives of the people. "

Nanshan Maitreya had an awe-inspiring look on his face. Chen Chao immediately clasped his fists and said, "Master has such a big heart, I will definitely help him next time."

Nanshan Maitreya nodded and said nothing more.

Afterwards, the two of them went up the mountain and met many monks, but after seeing Maitreya on Nanshan, they all stayed away.

Chen Chao, who probably only reacted belatedly, asked curiously, "Master, they seem to be a little afraid of you?"

Nanshan Maitreya nodded and said bluntly, "There are many monks in the world who bully the people, and these casual cultivators are even more so. Without the constraints of sect rules, they can naturally do whatever they want. Many monks have been encountered by poor monks when they bully the people, so they teach them a lesson. In their hearts, they naturally wish that the poor monk would die early."

Chen Chao lamented, "It's hard to be a good person."

"No matter how hard it is, you still have to be a good person."

Nanshan Maitreya narrowed his eyes. At this moment, he was extremely sure that the stupid young man in front of him was someone who could do whatever he said.

After walking for a while, Chen Chao asked, "The demon king is hiding in the mountains. Is there any way, master, to find him?"

Nanshan Maitreya nodded, took out a string of Buddhist beads from his arms, and said, "The Buddhist beads of this poor monk can detect evil spirits, but they have no effect if they are too far away. I'm afraid we have to stay in the mountains longer and walk around." ”

Chen Chao nodded and said, "You all follow the master's instructions."

However, not long after the two of them, they heard the sound of fighting in the distant mountains and forests.

Nanshan Maitreya lowered his head and saw that the string of Buddhist beads in his hand was flashing with faint Buddha light. Nanshan Maitreya immediately said in a deep voice, "The demon king has appeared. Fellow Taoist follow the poor monk to eliminate the evil for the people!"

Chen Chao suppressed his smile and said seriously, "I am willing to follow Master!"