The sword is the devil

Chapter 167 Continuous Combat [addition for 500 votes]

This night, on the two hills of Ximeng Mountain, the light was shining brightly, and there were countless souls.Until the sky was about to dawn, the ghosts of these two hills, including the nearby hills, were swept away.

Just as Hou Tiao expected, there was no way to tell which one was higher or lower; but he could tell that although the effect was very good, it also consumed a lot of spiritual energy for the monks, and some of them were weaker. Nearly half of it has been consumed.

On the one hand, this shows that Anhe Daomen's ability to control the battle, on the other hand, it also shows that for their current state, casting spells all night is still a heavy burden, and it is not as easy as imagined. light.

During the whole night of confrontation, Hou Tiao didn't move a sword, didn't stretch out a finger. If he wanted, he could even lie down in the center of the magic circle and sleep.

It was dawn, and everything was quiet. It was better to fight with ghosts. Don't worry about the blood after the battle. The whole hill remained the same, as if nothing had happened.

The monks quickly entered the state of breath adjustment. Everyone's premonition is that if one game can't tell the difference, then two games and three games will be played. If this place is not thrilling enough, then go deeper!
Everyone is full of confidence in crossing the soul overnight. According to legend, Ximeng Mountain in Yinling is no different, and it is all under control.

After the morning class, the Kunxiu of Anhe Daomen began to move around freely. They sat cross-legged all night, and they also needed to relax their tendons and activate blood circulation to relieve the stiffness of their bodies.

At this time, we can see the richness and variety of the Taoist system. There are more than a dozen people, some are dancing with swords, some are facing each other, some are sitting quietly playing the piano, some are writing and holding books alone, some are cooking tea and stewing oatmeal...

Lan Ruo and Lan Ting are like a pair of symbiosis, Meng Buli is anxious and anxious, they bring him a cup of fine wine, well, of course it is not the kind that real immortals drink, but a variety of unknown spices, herbs, fruits and spiritual plants The stewed food tastes good, refreshing, slightly replenishing spiritual power, but a bit sweet.

"Brother worked hard, how about trying my little sister's Qingpeng pulp?"

"It's not bitter, it's not bitter, I plan to just sleep for the next game, anyway, with the clearing light circle of my junior sisters, everything will be safe."

Of course, he would not be superficial and narcissistic and think that these two women are interested in him. It is obvious that these two beautiful women are actually the mouthpieces of Taoist Yao. Naturally, you don't think too much in the eyes of others.

"It's so good! It's the only drink I've ever tasted in my life! Junior sister doesn't know, there are basically two kinds of drinks here, tea and wine. It's really monotonous."

The two girls just laughed, although there is a suspicion of flattering feet, but it also requires skills, this brother Hou is very good at this, no wonder...

Lan Ting was still so outspoken. Behind the veil, he looked up and down the demon disciple in front of him with a pair of wonderful eyes. But it's a bit exaggerated. In Anhe Daomen, there are too many people who are more romantic and unrestrained than him. So, how did Uncle Ai get to know such a disciple of the Demon Sect?

"Brother and Uncle Yao are old acquaintances?"

Hou Tiao didn't hide it, and it wasn't necessary, and his little experience didn't make any sense to hide it.

"Is that right? A year ago, I came to Shan Kingdom from Anhe, and I was rescued by Fairy Mai when I was in danger on the way, so..."

The two women suddenly realized, "It turns out that Senior Brother Hou is also from Anhe? I don't know why he didn't join the Anhe Taoist sect, but instead came to Momen Quanzhen?"

Hou Tiao shyly said, "Well, senior brother, my aptitude is average, maybe I don't think too much about Taoism? I have a straightforward temper and a good temperament, so I came to Shan Kingdom Quanzhen; Fairy Mai is not very happy, she thinks I have forgotten my ancestors I went the wrong way, so I didn't look good."

The two girls laughed coquettishly, and they felt that they were getting closer to each other at once; Xiaoxiu of their level was actually very vague about the dispute between Taoism and demons. , Only when their realm gradually rises will they understand those deeper truths.

Lan Ruo just laughed, "Brother, you have to be more careful. Master Yan wants to punish someone, but he is persistent, and he will never give up until he reaches his goal! What's more, it's my brother Anhe? I don't know where brother Anhe is from?"

Hou Tiao laughed and said, "Guangchuan Prefecture, Sanjiang Mansion, Fufeng City, small places, maybe the two junior sisters have never heard of them."

The two girls clapped their hands and smiled coquettishly, "I haven't seen anyone talk about their hometown like senior brother! It's still a small place, and Lan Ting and I are also from Guangchuan Prefecture, but we are both from Sanjiang Prefecture, and it's not too far from Fufeng City."

Hou Tiao joked, "That's different, you are from a big place, and I'm a country bumpkin..."

When they are away from home, the local accent is the most important. There is Taoist Yao's orders and local customs. At this time, the two women do not regard Hou Tiao as an outsider at all, talking and laughing at Yan Yan, full of laughter.

In the end, when the topic fell back to Ximengshan Miehun, Hou Tiao complained, "You too, is it better to stay in Jincheng and talk about the Tao? You have to come to this place, and everyone will be fooled by it." No peace!"

Lan Ting snorted, "Why? Those witches are against us everywhere, we like su, they are so sexy; we play the piano, they play the flute..."

Hou Tiao was dumbfounded when he heard that, "Wait, you mean, this is the reason you guys got into an argument? What kind of clothes are you wearing? What kind of color are you wearing? What kind of style do you like? Just these trivial things?"

Lan Ruo had no choice but to intervene, otherwise she would say something embarrassing as a sister without any restraint; of course, it was more than that, and there were also differences on the way of dual cultivation. If it goes on, it is related to the difference in human body structure...

"In fact, these are superficial introductions. It is related to the battle of the devil. At the same time, it is in Jincheng. Some imposing things are unavoidable. It is nothing more than some excuses. What excuses can we find? Of course, from dressing to beauty Speaking of it... Actually, everyone understands in their hearts that they are just looking for an opportunity to do it in someone else's house."

Hou Tiao sighed, it's really complicated; from this point of view, Quanzhen swordsmen live an easy life, if they disagree with each other, they will slash with their swords;

"Two junior sisters, I think this means that there will be no competition in a match, so do you want to continue?"

Lan Ruo nodded, "Of course, I heard from Master Yuan that we should not only continue, but also go deeper. In order to save endless competition, this time we may go deeper!

What, brother thinks something is wrong? "

(End of this chapter)