Let's not mention those unlucky guys who steal things for the time being. After Yuchen tried his best to have a difficult childbirth of the Li family's wife, there were fewer people secretly following him immediately.

Not only that, the entire Qiantang County practice circle has become much quieter. Some casual cultivators gather in groups of three or three to more than half a step.

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The middle-aged swordsman who had already left returned to more than half a step. Looking at the half-rolled Taoist scripture placed on the table by Old Man Yu, and the little demon who seemed to have been integrated into more than half a step and began to take on the duties of a waiter, he smiled and said, "The treasure left behind by the blessing land of Tianzhu Mountain is born recently, and the value of your thing is getting lower and lower!"

"What does it matter if you are low? This is just an attitude question. I have never thought about using this thing to please anyone." Old man Yu looked at the half-roll of Taoist scriptures and then sneered: "But you, aren't you planning to leave? Why are you driven back again?"

"There is no way, I can't afford to offend these guys, and I dare not provoke them. I can only stay here when I go back to you." The middle-aged swordsman said, looking at Old Man Yu with some curiosity, pressing his voice into a line, and it came into Old Man Yu's ears: "You can actually sneer now, have you achieved success or give up?"

"You are just a guy!" Old Man Yu responded with a voice transmission, but the meaning was very obvious. The middle-aged swordsman smiled and said, "It seems that he gave up. I have told you a long time ago that if you can live for a long time with half a step, you won't change the manager once every 180 years. You have to try it. Now, the ghost energy in the Yin world has entered the body, making it impossible for you to be human, ghosts are not ghosts, and your body is half human and half stiff, and it is difficult for the Yin God to enter the world. Now there is no child. I remember you are the only seedling in your family!"

Old man Yu was obviously familiar with the middle-aged swordsman. When he heard this, he snorted coldly: "It seems like you have children. He was competitive outside in his early years. Why did he go to the world with one sword and be invincible under the sword? What's the result? He was stuck at this step and could not break through for a long time. Now, he offended so many people, let alone children, even if you take an apprentice, you may be killed by someone!"

‘Isn’t that a voluntary act in my early years?’

‘Practice in a state of mind? I believe that if you do it again, you should choose this path.’

The middle-aged swordsman laughed, ignored the attention of others and continued to communicate with the old man: 'That's natural. If I don't take advantage of my youth, my energy and blood are abundant and my sword is in awe, I will find trouble for others and read various classics, how can I have the opportunity to know the existence of the immortal body? Unfortunately...'

Speaking of this, the middle-aged swordsman sighed: "I had too much fighting in my early years, and I consumed most of my qi and blood. When I touched some secrets of the immortal body, my qi and blood had already declined so much that I could preserve 70% of my strength. It was already very difficult and I had no chance to try the secret method I created."

When Old Man Yu heard this, he did not continue to stimulate his qi and blood, but said indifferently: "So, you have tried to preserve your own qi and blood over the years for this? If you want me to say, you have said it many times, but I have never heard of similar sayings. You have reached the peak of martial arts. If you have the skill to pursue those illusory things, it is better to integrate the collected resources and find a place to live in seclusion."

At the end, Old Man Yu was a little awkwardly and said: "I don't want to hear you have been killed one day, so please ask someone to collect your body."

The middle-aged swordsman raised his lips and said something chilling: "There won't be that day! If I die, I will definitely die without a complete body and no bones exist!"

"Oh!" Old Man Yu shook his head and sighed, as if the middle-aged swordsman had just persuaded him for a brief moment when he had been half a step in his divine relationship. He would not say much about the middle-aged swordsman's choice. After thinking about it, Old Man Yu was about to say something else when he suddenly saw a casual cultivator surging with cold air running in.

The scattered cultivator's cold air was very cold. From a distance, you could see a stream of cold air and white smoke surrounding you. Among them, Old Man Yu could also vaguely see some twisted patterns similar to human faces from the smoke.

Also able to see the middle-aged swordsman and another Yin God monk who happened to be present. The monk frowned and said, "Old Ghost's Ghost Life-seeking Curse?"

"No!" Old Man Yu denied: "Although it looks very similar, its essence has changed. The old ghost's ghost's ghost life-seeking curse is centered on the ghost, captivating souls and killing people's lives. As long as there is no Yin spirit, even the martial arts monk who condenses qi and blood cannot withstand it day and night. The foundation of the spell on this guy's body lies in the cold air, which is the work of killing the old ghost. It seems that the old ghost's things have been digested by him!"

"It's better to say that it's not about digestion, it's better to say that the other party doesn't want to expose his foundation. Only then will the old ghost's spells be used as the core to modify them." The middle-aged swordsman looked at the cold air and frowned. For a martial arts monk like him, the least you want to encounter is this kind of curse method. If the problem cannot be solved from the source, the thick qi and blood cannot withstand the continuous extinction of the day.

Even, he was more willing to face the old ghost's ghost's life-seeking curse than the cold air in front of him. After all, the root of that thing lies in the ghost, which is naturally restrained by blood and energy, but this cold air comes from nature, and is not afraid of the influence of blood and energy, and can suppress the blood and blood day and night.

"What did he do to let that man use such a method?"

Facing the middle-aged swordsman's inquiry, Old Man Yu casually said: "We fellow practitioners don't like us to attack mortals. Some time ago, someone used infant spirit to test a doctor, but the other person solved the infant spirit problem, and the monks involved in this matter were ruined. Many fellow practitioners were so scared that they all ran to me and squatted out, not daring to go out at will, which made my business much better."

Another Yin God monk sitting next to him looked at the monk whose body was almost frozen into ice and said coldly: "This guy looks pretty, probably from another place. He relies on some of his magical powers and doesn't know the importance of it, so he kicked the iron plate. But..."

Seeing the chill on the monk's body stop growing, the monk continued, "It seems that this guy is not doing too much, and the other party does not intend to take his life. Old man Yu, give him a bowl of hot soup, and the account is settled on me!"

"No need! I'm also a little curious. What did this guy do? He actually led that guy to take action."

Old man Yu said, taking out a bowl of warm water emitting light heat and sprinkling it on the monk. A stream of yang and aura surged, transforming away most of the cold air.

"What a powerful curse. It seems that this fellow practitioner's cultivation is still above our guess!"

The middle-aged swordsman said, reaching out to slap the monk, a stream of qi and blood rushed into his body, dispelling the remaining cold air, and asking what the monk had done.

The monk saw two Yin God cultivators and a martial arts strongman, so he dared not hide it. After briefly explaining his experience, he begged for mercy and said, "I just talked a little, but I didn't want to really treat that girl. So I was taught a lesson by that senior, please..."

Before he could finish his words, a ray of cold light flashed and the monk turned into a pool of mud.

Old man Yu waved his sleeves, and the cold and cold breath corroded the flesh and blood and said with an unhappy look: "Can you not always be so bloody, and there are still customers eating! Moreover, it is very troublesome to clean up these garbage, okay?"

"Didn't you notice?" The middle-aged swordsman responded coldly: "The eyes of the casual cultivator just now were wrong!"

"The eyes are wrong!" Old man Yu recalled the Yin God monk next to him, and was surprised to find that in the eyes of the casual cultivator, there seemed to be a reflection of a person in addition to them, and his face changed slightly. The next second, a burst of applause rang out around him, and then a burst of fog rose, and an illusory figure appeared in front of the three of them.

"I think this is the Sword King Senior who used his power to break through the blessed land and fought against the earth immortal. He was known as the most powerful method of regaining martial arts and immortality after the Three Kingdoms!"

The middle-aged swordsman, known as the King of Swords, held the sharp blade in his hand tightly and looked at Yu Chen in front of him. His breath was extremely tense. Any move of Yu Chen could cause him to attack.

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