Taoist night sword

Chapter 343: 342
After a while, Mrs. Jia burst into tears.

No matter how much fear she felt in her heart, no matter how clear her mind was at the previous moment, at this moment, the sadness buried deep in her heart was stirred up.

Her granddaughter died for no apparent reason, and she was naturally sad, but it was absolutely impossible to be so sad. Sadness flooded her reason like a river.

At this moment, like her, everyone in the city was overwhelmed by sorrow. They cried from their hearts, it was so painful, and they cried together.

Crying together in the city was like frogs croaking late at night in the farmland in summer. Sadness condensed into anger, and Lou Jinchen also felt a sense of grief and even a sense of guilt.

Lou Jinchen stood on the highest point of this city, he knew that all of this was the ability of that 'mysterious spirit'.

Even if Mi Ling hadn't been able to truly change shape, he already had the ability of the seventh realm.

Or, it was because this mysterious spirit was greatly nourished, but that was not the case with the giant boy Jiang Sheng in Jiangzhou City.

The national teacher said that the birth of a god is accompanied by the decline of a realm, and this mysterious spirit just changed its shape, and it has already made a city dull. It can be seen that although this statement may not be absolute, there are seven or eight points.

Grief gathered in his heart, and after a while, it was like a turbulent river, impacting his heart.

He stood there, enduring wave after wave of washing. This kind of spell was different from the spells he had seen before. It was emotionally hurtful. Tears had already flowed from his eyes at some point.

However, fortunately, although he didn't enter the Seventh Realm, he didn't come here recklessly. He didn't enter the Seventh Realm physically, but his soul had half-stepped into it.

The sword in his hand shrunk again, as long as a chopstick, standing in front of him, at the same height as his eyebrows, protecting his body and mind with the idea of ​​Tai Chi Yin and Yang.

When he started to use this concept, the crying that rushed like a flood was involved in it, and then was torn apart in the interaction and entanglement of the scorching sun and the cold moon.

After tearing everything apart, the sadness in his heart dissipated and he calmed down. The crying that was heard in his ears was like debris floating on the surface.

Another example is that among the group of frogs, there is a special frog's cry, which is extraordinarily powerful and sonorous. It was not audible at all before, but now it is audible.

When he caught this voice, the malice became clear, and then his eyes lit up, and the scene in his eyes opened, and he saw a young woman holding a belt in a room. blood baby.

And when Lou Jinchen saw him, the sword in his hand trembled quickly in the void in front of him, drawing a door with a flash of spiritual light, and then the small sword in his hand stabbed in.

He can swing the sword directly.

It is possible to kill through the sword intent, but he knows that such a distant sword intent swing is useless to the 'mysterious spirit' at all. It must be a real sword body, which can truly cause damage to him when it is swung down with the scorching sun. harm.

The sword penetrates the secret door.

This kind of sword technique was the first time he used it in actual combat.

Because he didn't know where the other party was, and he didn't know how many obstacles there were in the middle.

Through the gate writing method, let the sword go through countless obstacles and voids, and directly penetrate into the space where the target is.

There are two reasons why he didn't go there by himself, one is not sure whether this 'child' is real or not, and the other is not sure if there is an ambush in that place.

The brave are fearless, but they are not pure recklessness.

The sword pierced into the small 'gate', and Lou Jinchen's thoughts were placed on it, almost like entering it.

After getting started, before falling into the space where the target is, he didn't use the sword to sense Lie Yang, because this would interrupt the process of space shuttle.

At this moment, the bloody 'baby' with closed eyes opened his eyes, a pair of blood-colored eyes in the blackness.

He probably also sensed the danger, and saw the woman holding him suddenly reached out and quickly drew a rune in the void.

Then Lou Jinchen couldn't see anything anymore, it felt like he used the window to spy on others, but when he was discovered, he immediately closed the window and drew the curtains.

However, his sword has arrived.

Although he lost his target at this moment, the sword had already reached the window.

So he placed his thoughts on the body of the sword, aroused it, and touched the scorching sun. The moment he emerged from the void, the brilliance of the scorching sun soared into the sky.

It was a place in the city, and the sword was also in an alley. The sword light pierced into a room, and the runes that blocked the line of sight just now were broken, but the inside was empty and there was nothing.

The sword light poured in, but pierced an empty space.

Lou Jinchen himself did not move, stretched out his hand and made a move, and the sword turned into a stream of light and passed through the window, drawing a ray of light in the city and falling into Lou Jinchen's hand.

Lou Jinchen's eyes were still staring at the surroundings, and this 'mysterious spirit' was hidden somewhere.

The crying in my ears has weakened, and has lost that terrible magic power.

Lou Jinchen couldn't find anyone for a while, so he leaned on the cloud head again, bent down to look at the whole city, he wanted to see the flow of the city's energy through looking at the city's energy.

Originally, the city spirit was gathered towards the palace, but now it didn't. He saw that the colorful city spirit was about to disperse, and it became much thinner.

He no longer has much hope for this method in his heart. If he can still find it through this method, it means that the other party is still reluctant to leave here.

The support of the city's atmosphere may be extremely important to him.

He carefully discerned the atmosphere of the city.

The people in the city seemed to wake up from a dream, all of them were terrified in a daze, some people took some things and went out of the city, but more didn't.

Those who are still in the city at this time obviously have nowhere to go.

And outside the city, the monks on the mountain were also looking towards the city. They saw the sword light in the city and Lou Jinchen standing in the clouds.

The air in the city became more and more chaotic.

It's impossible to tell whether that 'secret spirit' is still absorbing the spirit of the city.

Lou Jinchen fell from the clouds and entered the city. He began to wander the streets and alleys of the city. He believed that this mysterious spirit had not left.

Because he had a faint feeling, indicating that the mysterious spirit was still peeping at him.

The moment he fell into the city, he had already disappeared, holding the small sword between his fingers, walking in the streets and alleys.

The sky gradually darkened, lights began to come on in the city, and there was smoke from cooking, but he saw that many people still had fear on their faces.

Moreover, he also discovered that there were no children in this city. It seemed that the birth of the 'mysterious spirit' baby took away the luck of the birth of 'children' in the city.

He felt compassionate, yet unusually calm.

Suddenly, a moon appeared in the sky.

It is actually half a month today, looking at the moon in the sky, his heart moved, he flicked his finger towards the sky, and a silver light shot out from his fingertips, like water light that was scattered into the moonlight middle.

He shot the White Tiger Sword Pill into the boundless moonlight, matching it, many perceptive people outside the city felt that today's moonlight was particularly chilling.

There was a grocery store on the side of the street, an old couple was busy there, and there was someone running it at this time, so he couldn't help but wandered in.

When he walked in, his figure came out from the moonlight into the light, and the old man among the couple seemed to be taken aback, but he was not afraid, but asked: "Guest officer, what do you want?" what to eat?"

"At this time, what do you eat here?" Lou Jinchen asked.

"There is only radish and mutton soup, why don't you bring a bowl to the guest officer." The old man said.

"Okay." Lou Jinchen came to the small table next to the shop and sat down in the moonlight.

"Hey, young man, why are you still out here and not going home at this time?"

"I just came out of the house and saw some things that made me feel uncomfortable." Lou Jinchen said.

"Young people can't tolerate sand in their eyes, unlike my old man, who sees it a lot." The old man brought Lou Jinchen a bowl of broth.

"This is authentic mutton radish soup, drink it while it's hot," said the old man.

"Judging from the old man's accent, he doesn't look like a native of Beijing. How long have you been in Beijing?" Lou Jinchen asked.

"Oh, young people can recognize my accent, so tell me where it comes from!" The old man added some firewood to the stove and asked with a smile.

"I just feel, feel, like Jiangzhou." Lou Jinchen said.

"Jiangzhou? Jiangzhou is so big." The old man said with a smile.

"The accent of the swimming area in Jiangzhou." Lou Jinchen said.

"Hehe, young people are not allowed to talk nonsense. The old man has traveled all over the north and south, and he has a little accent everywhere."

Lou Jinchen didn't pay attention to the old man's words, but turned around and looked at a pigsty not far away. In that pigsty, there were two pigs crowded at the door of the pigsty and looked at him.

That gaze was full of a human touch.

His eyes narrowed involuntarily.

"Old man, do you still raise pigs?" Lou Jinchen asked.

"If you don't raise some pigs, what do we, an old man and an old woman, do for a living? You young people don't need to worry about living. We are too old to do heavy work. We have to raise something," said the old man.

Lou Jinchen couldn't help thinking of a sentence.

I often hear people say that there are often strange people hiding in the market place. Although it seems that they do not modify the law, they are both good and evil, but they have their own set of rules of conduct.

He felt that this pair of old people was not simple.

At this time, the people in the city felt that their vitality was seriously injured, but the old people like them didn't seem to be affected too much.

However, at this time, he couldn't explore too much, because his main target was the mysterious spirit who was trying to change its shape.

Everything else needs to be pressed.

"Old man, where do you think that thing will be hidden?" Lou Jinchen asked suddenly.

"Young student, what are you asking? The old man can't understand." The old man said.

Lou Jinchen picked up the mutton soup and smelled it, it was indeed mutton.

"Young students, don't be afraid, it's pure mutton." The old man said.

Lou Jinchen smiled, stopped talking, and started to eat with his head down.

"It's so cold this month." The old man looked up at the moon in the sky and murmured.

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