Chapter 79 Doubt

"I've never heard of it." Qiu Yin said, "A group of players in Tianhai Pavilion who are throwing money at it, why join in the fun?"

The puffy ghost's steamed-faced face twitched twice: "I don't know, maybe I'm looking for death, and I don't know what hobbies these monks are, obviously the two sects of Taiqing Sect and Xuanling Sect were beaten to the ground by you."

Lord Demon Master forgets things too much: "Did any disciples from Tianhai Pavilion come here a few days ago?"

Bulging ghost: "Yes, the elder of Tianhai Pavilion, who is in charge of money, I beat him to a half and let him escape with a fairy weapon, but it was enough for him, their pavilion master should come to revenge, barking outside the magic wall for a long time."

"Call me?" Qiuyin nodded hesitantly seeing the ghost, "It seems that my gambit is not popular enough. Or are they illiterate and don't know what 'return ten times' means?"

"Sir, do you want to arrest him?" The ghost twirled in the air, "It's better if I just kill him."

Sad Wind Sword Spirit suddenly jumped out: "Zhang Jiwen's reputation in the fairy world is very good, not only because of the strength of Wan Jian Guiyi, but also because he has no airs of being the first person, no matter the sect or background, he is never stingy with teaching, even if he has no roots.The Wandering Immortal has also been instructed by him—the Zhenge swordsmanship of Tianhai Pavilion was created for it."

The Sad Wind Sword Spirit is reminding her that there may be clues about Zhang Jiwen in Tianhai Pavilion.

"Go and have a look." Qiuyin said, "I just stayed for a day, and there are activities..."

Lord Demon Master suddenly fell silent, the ghost was unclear, so he looked at Qiu Yin's expression of sadness and joy, and asked hesitantly, "My lord?"

Qiu Yin raised her hand to signal him to be quiet, Bulking Ghost immediately shut up, she listened attentively, and there was a faint gasp mixed with the mournful wind in the southern region, blurred like a sigh, coming from the scale cave, dissipating easily like thin smokeup.

She signaled the ghost to stay where it was, and jumped back into the scale cave. All the troubles in the cave unfolded before her eyes, and everything was the same as before, without any abnormalities.

Qiu Yin listened with bated breath, waiting in the silence, when she almost thought it was an illusion, her ears caught a few dull low coughs, depressing and intense, like the last whisper of a dying person.

Her eyes moved, and they were fixed on the white clothes that bowed her head as if dead, with a somewhat cold scrutiny.

The man's shoulders trembled slightly due to the cough, and Qiu Yin identified the culprit.

How could it be more serious than in the memory of Xuanyue Peak?

Sad Wind Sword Spirit: "It's okay if you can bear it until now, but you are still stronger."

Qiu Yin frowned slightly, with doubts in his tone that shocked the sad wind sword spirit: "She is leading me there, why?"

Sad Wind Sword Spirit was at a loss for words: "She may be seducing you."

"Really." Qiu Yin got the answer, and looked away as if losing interest, "I thought she wanted to fight with me again, last time she was a little reserved, although the fight was refreshing, but there were some regrets, but it was better than thatThere are too many idiots who deliver food in groups."

His master has finally transformed from a cunning and cunning fox into a fighting madman. After several deliberations, the Sad Wind Sword Spirit was quite reluctant: "Her body is as fragile as paper. If you toss it a few more times, it will fall apart. You can't fight!"It may not be possible to fight, when all the waste in the fairy world is killed, you can only toss your four kings and tigers under your command."

"She does look like a sick child, she has no living head like me."

Seeing that Qiu Yin had finished speaking, Sad Wind Sword Spirit didn't respond for a long time: "And then?"

"You seem to care about her very much." Qiu Yin asked casually, "Whose sword are you?"

Qiuyin made a tentative sentence casually, which was more of a joke. Unexpectedly, the Sad Wind Sword Spirit exploded on the spot: "Of course I am your sword, who will be her sword!"

"You don't like her?"

"Of course I don't like her." The Sad Wind Sword Spirit felt aggrieved, "I don't care about her, I care about you."

Linxue's eyes stare coldly and loosely, imprisoned in the dungeon by the chains of ten thousand demons, the slender black iron wraps around Nan Henyu's slender wrist, contrasting black and white, with eye-catching red marks, Qiu Yin is on her protruding wrist bonePausing for a moment: "Okay, Jingzhu."

The golden copper bird flew from the darkness and landed on the back of her hand: "Chirp."

Qiu Yin was taken aback.

Sad Wind Sword Spirit: "What's wrong?"

Qiuyin's expression was a little strange: "Did I raise a bird that could chirp before?"

"You mean those on the top of Xuanyue Peak, that little white sparrow?"

Qiu Yin came back to her senses: "Yes, there is such a... only one white bird?"

The Sad Wind Sword Spirit thought she was drunk: "That white sparrow was enslaved by you the worst, which one with wings on the top of Xuanyue Peak has no grudge against you."

"Try something, use this method to attract my attention."

Qiuyin shrugged, and attributed it to the fact that there was only Shen Jingzhu in the southern border. It was too boring. "Jingzhu, are there any flowers or medicines in the scale cave that can relieve cough and heal wounds?"

The golden copper bird flapped its wings, opened and closed its beak, and uttered a clear and juvenile voice: "Yes, all visitors from the north specially provided it for you."

Sad Wind Sword Spirit slandered: "Obviously the three floors inside and outside three floors of yours were stripped off and the stolen money was seized."

"Take it out, boil it and send it to Nan Henyu, don't let her die, it's a special time, it's really troublesome." Qiu Yin paused, and then said, "I'll talk about it when I come back."

The golden copper bird nodded and flew to the dungeon.

When the golden copper bird flew away, the sad wind sword spirit peeked at Qiu Yin's expression through the black sword body, trying to see a little disguise or deep meaning from it, but it only saw the usual plainness, and it hesitated to say: "You..."

"Put your farts away."

The Sad Wind Sword Spirit faltered again: "It's okay, I'm sleepy, Ann."

Qiuyin got used to the opening and closing mouth of the sad wind sword spirit, and came out of the scale cave, Yujian flew to the border, and the ghost followed closely.

From a distance, she saw a towering demonic wall reaching up to the sky, with hideous grimaces, and blood-red runes hidden and flowing within it, like the whispers of eternal night, and the soil beneath it was full of swords, like thorny thorns waiting for their prey to fly by., crazily growing and strangling.

Before reaching the border, could hear the man roaring angrily, out of breath, and it is estimated that after shouting this unbroken swear word, his neck and face would turn red into ass.

The scolding sound echoed through the magic wall in Nantu. The group of demons looked at the magic wall, as if they were looking at a big fool with a long mouth. They could hear the big fool scolding the demon lord, showing a ferocious look, as if they were waiting for the magic wall to let them go.Pounce on and crush the overwhelmed fairy dog.

And their demon master is holding the sword against the wind, skipping the mountain road made of human bones, and the bones cast the gorgeous sunset edge by edge, falling on Qiuyin's stern side face, and the wind blew her messy black hair.The pair of pitch-black eyes flickered from time to time, flashing a hot light like flames, she turned her wrist, and a layer of blood-bright light flowed from the black long sword: "Open."

The unresolvable magic wall moved upon hearing the sound, diverting like a sea, separating a road that one person can pass through.

Outside the wall, the owner of the Tianhai Pavilion, who was scolding dryly, was stunned for a moment when he saw the magic wall suddenly parting.

He was just about to rise up with his sword and enter the southern border: "You despicable and sinister devil, today you are doing justice for the sky, for my junior brother... oh!"

A smear of black and red blood was like an arrow, instantly piercing through the gap in the magic wall, and the sad wind sword pierced into the chest of the pavilion master, Qiu Yin pressed the sword hard, and threw the pavilion master who had no time to react into the black water, ""Boom" exploded the water spray all over the sky, and the many-eyed fish scattered and swam away in fright, and then swam back tentatively smelling the fresh meat smell, wagging their tails around Qiu Yin, as if asking if they could eat it.

Qiu Yin tapped lightly like a red butterfly, landed on the water, and retracted the sword: "Take it away."

"yes."

The puffy ghost floated over, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed the person. Before it could swallow, Qiu Yin changed the subject: "Wait a minute."

"Huh? Gudu, Gudu." There was a strange swallowing sound in the puffy ghost's throat, as if he was swallowing the Pavilion Master's whole body, "You order."

Qiu Yin deserves her reputation of being moody: "Spit it out, I'll take it with me."

The puffy ghost obediently spit out the food in his mouth, a little regretful: "Where are you going?"

"Fulfill the promise." Qiu Yin raised the sword of the pavilion master, and held up the bloody face of the pavilion master, "I will return it ten times, and tell Jingzhu, I will go back as soon as I go."

"Waiting for your return." The puff ghost didn't dare to ask any more questions, only knowing that someone was going to suffer, so he floated back to the southern border, and the magic wall closed.

Sad Wind Sword Spirit: "Are you going to threaten Tianhai Pavilion? Watch out for other sects coming over."

"I don't see immortals." Qiu Yin glanced at the dying pavilion master, "Also, this is not a threat, it is called returning things to their original owners."

"Then you are really kind-hearted." Sad Wind Sword Spirit said, "Tianhai Pavilion is not small, you don't plan to visit it all, do you?"

"Go to Baibaoji, I am very interested in the Bodhi Temple there."

Hearing the words "Bodhi Temple", Sad Wind Sword Spirit stopped talking, because Shen Zhuolan was involved, and Zhang Jiwen might be included by the way, its attitude proved Qiu Yin's conjecture, suggesting that Bodhi Temple did have clues.

Tianhai Pavilion was built on Yatou, but because the spirit boats are accessible, there is a constant flow of people, and there is no hypocrisy of "idlers are not allowed to trespass" such as Taiqing Xuanlingzong, Baibaoji welcomes all monks.

It's just because of the serious situation recently, the spirit boat has sealed off half of it, for fear that some monster will secretly sneak into the self-locked southern border, and lose face like Xuanlingzong.

However, the devil who can't even defend the Mountain and Sea Sword Formation, the foundation of Tianhai Pavilion that has not been reached for a thousand years is really not enough.

The devil himself put the pavilion master of this precious land into a radiant treasure box, and drifted silently, unimpeded all the way, passing through the small peaks of monks and practicing immortals everywhere, pushing the treasure box to a halt.In front of the pavilion on the towering cliff behind Baibaoji, he knocked politely on the door.

Because the elder and the pavilion master went to the south, the gate of the main pavilion was locked, waiting for the master to return.

The personal disciple guarding inside was anxiously waiting for Master's news, when he heard a sudden knock on the door, he subconsciously thought it was Master coming back, got up excitedly, but then realized something was wrong, why did Master knock on the door when he returned to his home?

But the magic circle along the way did not respond.

He made gestures with his brothers who were also guarding the pavilion, and approached the door with his sword: "Who?"

There was no response from outside the door, and they knocked twice politely, very reserved.

The disciple asked nervously, "Who are you?"

"Boom—"

The door of the pavilion full of magic circles was kicked open impatiently, and the disciples formed into a ball on guard, the smoke and dust dispersed, and there was no one outside the door, only a huge treasure box was thrown obliquely into the skyThe light coming in is so bright that it can blind people's eyes.

The disciples didn't understand, so they asked, "What is this?"

A female cultivator raised her voice, "Wait, is that drop blood?"

The disciples looked over together, and saw bright red seep from the gap in the lid of the treasure box made of spirit stones, flowing slowly along the lines of the treasure box, until there was a "click" near the ground, and bloody flowers bloomed.

The leading Senior Brother Tianhaige had an ominous premonition. He comforted the nervous Senior Brother, and with a move of spirit, he lifted the lid of the treasure box from the air, and a strong smell of blood rushed to his face. When he took a closer look, he found that the treasure box was stuffed inside.It is their respected pavilion master, with a weak breath.

"Lord!!"

On the other side, Qiu Yin violently kicked open the door, pushed the box casually, and went to Baibaoji by detour. Before the disciples of Tianhai Pavilion could react, he slipped into the Bodhi Temple.Save a layer of lonely incense ash.

"Bell—bell—"

The Buddha bell was blown by the wind, as if she knew that an old man was coming. Qiuyin stepped into the temple and felt familiar for a moment. It should be because after Xiao Qiuyin walked through the illusion, she no longer felt strange, soSimply looking for memory, found a tall Bodhisattva statue.

Qiu Yin raised her head and met the empty eyes of the golden and bronze Bodhisattva.

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