The fairy is fierce

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The night wind rolled up the remaining clouds, occasionally blocking the moon, making the sand dunes flickering; the unknown animals trapped in the quicksand turned into bones under the ravages of the wind and the scorching sun, with only their heads sticking out of the ground, adding a touch of gloom to this deserted land with few people.

Not far from the animal bones, a round-faced girl wearing a cloak, holding a probe made of several sections of iron rods, pierced into the quicksand and carefully explored the underground situation. Occasionally, she pulled out the probe to check the texture of the gravel and soil.

The work of looking for opportunities is very boring. It is only related to luck, and everything else is secondary. Even if the Eight Lords come, if they are unlucky and don’t find the right place, it will be in vain.

Xie Qiutao felt that she was one of those people with great luck. She would definitely meet him in the sand sea. Unfortunately, the cruel reality made her understand what it meant to "the world is unkind and treats all things as straw dogs". After searching in the sand sea for many days, she didn't even encounter ordinary ores and sand beasts, let alone the fairy sword that was delivered to her door.

Of course, this was also related to Xie Qiutao following her feelings.

Xie Qiutao didn't have any special feelings. She just counted with her fingers and went in that direction when she felt that a certain direction was pleasing to the eye. To put it nicely, it was God's will, and to put it bluntly, it was just wandering around aimlessly.

I have studied maps in Feisha City. Most of the monks who come here to search for treasures go deep into the sand sea, where the chance of finding them is greater. But Xie Qiutao's idea is different from that of ordinary people. Everyone knows that the deep sand sea is rarely visited, and they will go deep to find it if they want to find it. Those immortal masters who hide in seclusion may do the opposite and put the seclusion location directly outside. This is called "the most dangerous place is the safest place".

Now that no one has found the burial site, this idea is not without merit, but unfortunately, it is not so easy to quietly explore treasures alone.

The waning moon was in the sky, and the quicksand became dark again.

Xie Qiutao, carrying the iron pipa, stood beside the animal bones and carefully examined the semi-wet sand dug out with the probe. Before she could come up with a result, there was a slight movement on the back of the sand dune in the distance.

Buzz buzz buzz

The ground trembled slightly, and the soft sand that was not easy to stand on was churning like a mudslide. The half-buried animal bones sank completely into the quicksand, and Xie Qiutao's feet also sank into the sand.

Sensing something strange, Xie Qiutao threw down the pole, took the iron pipa from behind, held it upside down in his hands, looked at the sand dune, and scolded:

"You are behind me, fellow Taoist, why are you so unethical?"

The world was silent, and there seemed to be nothing else except the yellow sand and the moonlight.

But the spell of the sand-transforming spell is easy to identify, and some spirit beasts can also use it. However, spirit beasts will not deliberately hide their tracks when hunting. Only monks can do this.

Xie Qiutao waited for a while until the sand-transforming spell stopped. She was completely trapped, and five figures appeared on the ridge.

Looking at it in the moonlight, the five people were all men, wearing hats and cloaks, carrying swords, dressed like standard Zhongzhou swordsmen, and covered their faces with scarves; the leading man was taller, carrying a sword on his shoulder, with a savage look in his eyes.

It was dark and windy, and there was no one around. He also used magic and covered his face with a black scarf. At first glance, you can tell what they are doing.

Xie Qiutao frowned, glanced from left to right, and said:

"Fellow Daoists, please don't provoke the wrong person. I am a direct disciple of Yingyang Fairy Palace in Huajunzhou. The eldest lady of the Nine Sects Jingluo is my sister, and the young master of the Iron Clan, Shangguan Jiulong, is my sworn brother. You have heard of Lord Linyuan, right? He is my protector..."

The five wild cultivators on the sand dunes were stunned before they could speak.

The man who led the sword resistance was named Zhao Qu, a casual cultivator who lived in the lower reaches of Lianjiang River. He had no special background. This time, he heard that there was an opportunity to be born in the sand sea, so he brought a group of friends to try his luck.

But Zhao Qu came here to try his luck, not to find a burial place.

The burial place must be occupied by high-level cultivators. Outsiders can't even drink a sip of soup. Going to find it is to seek death.

Zhao Qu and others knew this truth, but there are always some whimsical young people in the world who don't know it. They think they are blessed and come here alone in a fit of excitement.

Killing people and stealing treasures in the Nine Sects is easy as long as they are not discovered by the other party's master, and this is even more true in Zhongzhou.

Most of the cultivators in Zhongzhou do not have a sect to rely on, so running to this remote place is a chance for Zhao Qu to find people. It is much easier to find these people than to find a place to bury bones. Zhao Qu and others searched the outer edge of the sand sea for half a month, and they made a lot of money.

Although this method makes money quickly, if you make a mistake, you will die on the spot. Zhao Qu and others did not take it lightly.

Tonight, another lone cultivator was found in the sand. Zhao Qu was very cautious and did not take action directly. Instead, he tested from a distance to see the other party's reaction. If the situation was not good, he would flee in all directions.

But when he heard Xie Qiutao's outrageous "self-introduction", Zhao Qu's caution disappeared on the spot.

The direct descendant of Yingyang Fairy Palace?

Are the young masters of Jingluotai sisters?

Are the young masters of the Iron Clan Mansion brothers?

Is the Lord Linyuan the protector?

With this background, if you go to Jianhuang City as a guest, the Lord of Jianhuang City, Jiang Chengjian, will probably have to go out to greet you and call you "nephew". Do you need to dig for treasure outside the sand sea?

Zhao Qu walked down the sand dune slowly and stood still, looking at the little female cultivator in front of him with his sword:

"I didn't expect it to be a girl. It's rare for a girl to wander alone in the sand sea. You said you are the eldest daughter of Feisha City, so we probably have to think twice. Are you kidding me?"

Xie Qiutao was half sunk in the sand, frowning and looking at Zhao Qu, warily:

"Seriously, don't blame me for not warning you."

Zhao Qu looked at Xie Qiutao's face full of freckles and sighed:

"With your appearance, you can be a high-ranking fairy, and I am the Sword King of Central Continent. I don't even look at myself in the mirror to see how I look. Are you worthy?"

Xie Qiutao's face darkened. Her appearance was disguised, but her figure wasn't bad either? What kind of look...

Zhao Qu was too lazy to talk nonsense and said directly: "We only robbed wealth, not life. Throw down your belongings. Seeing that you are young and a woman, I will leave you a way to live."

There is no saying that rogue cultivators can save their lives if they rob money. If the feud is not eradicated, someone might come to the door in a few years and spread all the ashes. This statement is obviously to induce Xie Qiutao to give up resistance.

Xie Qiutao looked like he was inexperienced in the world. He hesitated and threw the iron pipa and the small package on his shoulder a few feet away.

Zhao Qu smiled when he saw this, holding his sword, he walked slowly towards the quicksand...——

"Chi chi chi~..."

More than a hundred miles away, the dumplings, which were dyed sandy yellow, flapped their small wings vigorously and flew across the night sky with lightning speed. They bumped into Shangguan Lingye's soft clothes and stopped. They gestured to the west with their wings and urged left. Lingquan.

Shangguan Lingye caught Tuanzi with his hand, and from his expression, he knew that something very critical had happened in the west. Tuanzi sprayed himself into a small piece in the East China Sea, and now he doesn't have much fighting power. He ran back obviously to ask for help, but for whom he asked for help? Not sure, she was a little confused.

Tang Jingxuan and Jiang Yi were in front of their ancestors, while Wu Qingwan was staying in the sky. Zuo Lingquan didn't remember that there was anyone Tuanzi knew nearby, but Tuanzi was so anxious that he kept urging him to hurry over, which meant that this person was related to him.

"This place is not far from Feisha City. Is it possible that your fifth brother and the others are here too?"

Zuo Lingquan's expression changed when he heard this. If something happened to fifth brother outside, his third uncle and his third aunt would blame him to death. He didn't have time to think too much, he jumped up and galloped towards the west:

"Go and take a look first."

The situation was unclear and the matter seemed quite urgent. Shangguan Lingye would not care about the defense between men and women at this time. Seeing that Zuo Lingquan's sword was flying too slowly, he grabbed Zuo Lingquan's shoulder.

Bang

There was a thunderous explosion in the night sky.

Shangguan Lingye's speed suddenly increased to the extreme, and the strong push on his back caused the dumpling that was caught off guard to hit his clothes, and was almost buried in his plump chest.

Zuo Lingquan had experienced it once, but he still couldn't adapt. His originally serious face was instantly distorted by the wind, and his beard was blown straight. "Woo-woo-woo..." He couldn't speak clearly.

Although the ride experience is extremely poor, the amazing speed covers up all flaws.

In just a moment, Shangguan Lingye had already crossed a hundred miles. Halfway there, he noticed the weak spiritual energy fluctuations in front of him. When he approached the target, his speed suddenly slowed down and he silently approached a sand dune half a mile away.

The fake beard on Zuo Lingquan's face was blown into chaos. He didn't have time to tidy it up. He carefully held the sword and walked against the wind in the sand. As soon as he advanced not far, he smelled the pungent smell of blood.

It was the smell of human blood, mixed with the smell emanating from various organs in the body and even the brain. It was nauseating. Before even seeing the situation behind the dune, one could imagine the tragic scene there.

There was no sound behind the dune, no fighting sounds or spiritual energy fluctuations. It seemed that the fight was over.

Zuo Lingquan's heart tightened, and he sped up and arrived at the ridge line. The scene they saw shocked both of them.

A huge circular crater appeared in the sand over a hundred feet under the dune, like a meteor crater formed by a meteor falling from the sky and hitting the ground.

Broken limbs and pieces of flesh were everywhere in the crater. Blood seeped into the gravel, turning the sand into a dark red color. There was still blood that gathered in the center of the crater, turning into a small pool of blood in the compacted pit.

White bones were mixed with broken animal bones, and a broken sword blade could be vaguely seen stuck in the ground, as well as a blood-stained iron lute, lying alone on the sand.

The petite figure wrapped in a cloak moved slowly in the large pit filled with blood. It looked like it was walking unsteadily, and you could tell who it was from its figure.

Xie Qiutao? !

Zuo Lingquan was furious and wanted to rush over quickly to protect the thin and petite poor girl, but when he looked carefully, he found...

He found Xie Qiutao squatting on the ground and moving slowly, holding half of the hilt of the sword in his hand. He covered his nose and picked up the rags on the ground, rummaged for debris, and occasionally threw them aside with disgust, muttering:

"Why are you so unwilling to resist the beating? The white jade beads were smashed... If I had known, I would have been gentler..."

"..."

Zuo Lingquan's expression froze, and the fearful look in his eyes suddenly turned into words. He opened his mouth, then looked at the dumpling squatting on Shangguan Lingye's chest, and spread his hands slightly, which probably meant:

"That's it? A few blind cultivators kicked the iron plate and made my blood boil. Are you so anxious?"

Tuanzi squatted on his tall clothes, spread his little wings and looked at Zuo Lingquan, also looking very dissatisfied, "Chiji!" he said twice, probably saying:

"I asked you to run quickly and come here to save the beauty. Now it's better. All the girls have been beaten. Birds gave you a chance, but you didn't use it~"

One person and one bird are not on the same channel, so they cannot exchange opinions with each other, but there is no problem in scaring outsiders.

Xie Qiutao is using the bone-touching technique seriously to see if he can find something good so that he can get back his money this time. After all, in the practice of spiritual practice, "the sound of a magic weapon is worth ten thousand taels of gold". Half-step Youhuang takes one shot with all his strength, and the spiritual energy consumed is converted into white jade beads, which is more than a hundred at least. If there is no benefit after the shot, it is considered a loss-making transaction.

Just now, Xie Qiutao was ridiculed for his unattractive appearance and used too much force, breaking several spiritual weapons. Before Xie Qiutao could find the original items, he heard the chirping of birds in the distance.

Xie Qiutao looked naive, but she was very alert when she was out. She had just started casting the Sand Transformation Curse. She could judge the skill level of her opponent from the scale of the spell, so she did not run away; but the bird's call came too suddenly and she could not judge. With her opponent's cultivation level, she rushed out in the opposite direction without thinking, first distanced herself, and at the same time glanced behind her.

This is incredible.

On the sand dune, I saw a bearded man holding a sword standing in the wind. He had sword-shaped eyebrows and tiger-shaped eyes and a hooked nose. He looked fierce and horizontal. At first glance, he looked like the kind of martial madman who had no relationship with women.

Next to him is a slender scholar, holding a folding fan and a feminine face. He looks like a monk who has practiced evil skills to make himself neither male nor female. Even the squawking sparrow is ugly and unflattering. .

The other party seemed not to be trifled with, and he didn't know him. Xie Qiutao naturally thought that he was here with Zhao Qu and others to seek revenge, and wanted to leave immediately.

Shangguan Lingye didn't expect to meet Xie Qiutao, and hesitated for a moment. When he saw that his disguise scared her away, he shouted;

"Thank you, girl."

Xie Qiutao was startled when he heard the voice, stopped quickly, with surprise in his eyes, turned around and said:

"Sister Shangguan?"

"It's me, why are you here?"

"Lord Shangguan asked me to go east. I wandered around and came here, hee~"

Although Xie Qiutao was kidnapped by Shangguan Lingye, she had an encounter with Shangguan Ancestor as a blessing in disguise, so she naturally became less wary of Shangguan Lingye. She quickly came to the sand dune, curiously looked at Shangguan Lingye's attire, and then looked at The bearded man next to him:

"Who is this Immortal Chief?"

Wu Qingwan said that Zuo Lingquan was so dressed up that he couldn't even recognize his own mother, which was definitely not a joke.

Zuo Lingquan couldn't take off his disguise, so he could only shake his head and smile:

"After all, we live and die together. I didn't expect that Miss Xie wouldn't even recognize me when we meet again."

Xie Qiutao just saw the two-person lineup and guessed it was Zuo Lingquan, but the appearance was so eye-catching that she couldn't believe it. When she heard the voice confirming her identity, her eyes lit up, she came forward and said:

"It turns out it's really Zuo Jianxian. Let me tell you, why did you dress yourself up so ugly?... It's not that you're ugly, it's just... you just don't look good."

Her voice was still sweet and pleasant, but her words really didn't sound very nice.

Zuo Lingquan touched the beard on his face and felt that with this face that he had to fend for himself and could not eat soft food, he lost the affinity to talk to the girl. He couldn't say that it was the murder of Lingye's baby, so he could only be open-minded. road:

"No matter how good-looking you are, it's just a skin. What's important about a person is what's on the inside. As long as your soul is interesting, it doesn't matter what you look like."

Xie Qiutao was alone outside and kept her face hidden. She agreed very much with this sentence and nodded:

"This is reasonable. I also think that inner beauty is more important than physical beauty. Just now these evil men came to rob me, and I was worried that such a pleasant girl like me would make them have evil thoughts. But in the end, they let me I looked in the mirror and saw that I was so blind, no wonder I died without a complete body..."

This sentence was obviously a joke, and Shangguan Lingye raised the corner of his mouth when he heard it, and then said:

"Miss Xie is funny and very likable, but forget it. Without his handsome face and straightforward manner, I'm afraid not many fairies will like him."

Zuo Lingquan naturally disagreed with this: "I look like this, and I also have the skill of a divine sword. How can I not be liked by girls?"

Xie Qiutao had a good sense of Zuo Lingquan and nodded with a smile:

"That's natural. Just when the name of Zhongzhou Stegosaurus is revealed, many fairies pounce on it. Besides, although this appearance has nothing to do with handsomeness, it is masculine and domineering, just like the last portrait; I heard that there are many The older female fairy likes this kind of male monk, saying... saying..."

The following words were a bit naughty. Xie Qiutao realized something was wrong at this point, stopped talking, brought the ugly dumpling over, and touched it intimately, pretending that nothing had happened.

Zuo Lingquan is someone who has been here before, so he understands the meaning as soon as he hears it, which is a bit funny.

Shangguan Lingye is old, but he has been staying in the deep palace and not eating the fireworks of the world. He knows very little about the affairs between men and women, so he has been reading erotic pictures recently, but the erotic pictures are all about technical moves, and there are no She didn't understand the dirty joke for a while and said doubtfully:

"Say what?"

Tuanzi was also curious: "Ji?"

Xie Qiutao has been traveling abroad for many years, so she naturally knows some of the more vulgar sayings from hearsay. When a fairy from a well-known and upright family like Shangguan Lingye asked, she naturally felt embarrassed and said shyly:

"It's nothing."

Shangguan Lingye looked at Zuo Lingquan again.

Zuo Lingquan and Shangguan Lingye’s babbling relationship meant that they no longer avoided these topics and said with a smile;

"A rough man is not attractive to look at but useful. A gentle scholar looks good-looking but can't let go. Little girls like it, but even older women don't like it..."

Shangguan Lingye was very smart, and he understood everything at once. He suddenly realized it, shook his head and said:

"This statement is not true, I just like...ahem..."

Zuo Lingquan raised his eyebrows and asked curiously:

"What kind of man does the concubine like?"

Xie Qiutao was a talkative person and could chat all day long. She was very interested in this kind of gossip topic and came up to him and said;

"Yes, sister Shangguan, can you tell me?"

How could Shangguan Lingye reveal his true feelings in front of Zuo Lingquan, especially when Xie Qiutao was still in front of her, so she changed the subject and said:

"Don't say such digressions. Miss Xie, what happened just now? Tuanzi flew back in a hurry. I thought you had encountered a strong enemy, so I came here to help."

Xie Qiutao scratched Tuanzi's belly and said gratefully:

"I've made you worry, but nothing happened just now. It was just a few unsighted cultivators who robbed me. I'm pretty good at it, but I'm naturally resistant to beatings. I just stood there and couldn't cut them, so I beat them down." Already..."

Zuo Lingquan spread his hands: "You are not beaten down, but broken into pieces. We righteous monks, when we kill someone, we either break the bones and spread ashes, or seal the throat with a sword. If you do it like this, it is easy for others to misunderstand you as a heretic."

"Oh~ I didn't hold back my strength and hit a little too hard. The main reason is that the leader inside is quite good and has a very good identity. He didn't hit him a few times and cleared the place directly. But the leader didn't seem to be dead. I just counted him and he's here. Five people, only eight broken legs, one is missing, I don’t know if it was broken or ran away. "

When Shangguan Lingye heard this, he frowned slightly and carefully sensed the surroundings. Indeed, there were only four broken corpses and no one else was found. She thought for a while:

"If there is a fish that slips through the net, reinforcements may be recruited. Central Continent is not our sphere of influence, so let's leave first."

Xie Qiutao felt that the chance of those wild cultivators recruiting big shots was almost non-existent, but it would be too shameful to stay and touch the corpses, so he left the sand dunes with them...——

"Huh...huh..."

There was no light or fire in the unfathomable underground cave, only the sound of heavy breathing echoed.

Zhao Qu, who was seriously injured, was lying on the ground, recalling the female devil who used the pipa as a hammer and killed people without blinking an eye, and was still frightened at this time.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zhao Qu would never have thought that a girl could be so tough. An iron pipa was swung like an octagonal hammer in the hands of a swordsmith. No matter whether it was sand or stone, it would fall apart when touched. If he hadn't been close to the Five Elements, his skills in escaping from the earth would have been turned into minced meat.

But at least he escaped.

Zhao Qu didn't know how he escaped. He only knew that he couldn't escape the last moment, so he desperately sneaked into the underground, and then was trapped by the quicksand. It was difficult to distinguish between up, down, left and right, and finally landed here.

After lying on the ground and resting for a long time, Zhao Qu suppressed his thoughts, took out the lighting beads, and looked around.

The place he was in was a stone room with a futon in the middle. Sitting on the futon was a white skeleton with a long black sword stuck next to it.

It was a very simple environment that could be seen at a glance, but Zhao Qu's pupils suddenly dilated and his heartbeat almost stagnated.

Because of this scene, I don’t know how many monks are obsessed with it and think about it day and night, but they will never encounter it in their lives. ! !

Zhao Qu instantly forgot what he had just experienced, and only remembered the adventures and legends he had heard before. He suddenly had a chance, soared into the sky, became famous in Central Continent, and lived a smooth road to immortality...

Zhao Qu had fantasized about it before, but never thought that he would actually have such a day!

He endured the pain and got up, quickly ran over and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

But the next moment, Zhao Qu realized that he was thinking too much.

Because the moment he grasped the hilt of the sword, he noticed that the gloomy white bones next to him seemed to have flames beating in the deep eye holes.

It was like a look from thousands of years ago, staring at him from the endless abyss, with even a hint of disgust in his eyes.

Zhao Qu understood something. He stood frozen in place as if he had fallen into an ice cave. His last words in his life were:

"Senior, you can't see the body of this junior, how about I go and bring you a good embryo?"

This sentence is very smart, and it is already his most likely way to survive at present.

It's a pity that if he goes out, who knows whether he will bring an embryo to seize his body or an enemy who comes to crush his ashes?

The stone room became quiet, and there was no sound anymore...