Chapter 99 Don't be caught on the road

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Red beads!

Zhang Yan looked dull, and his eyes skimmed past things.

Under the island in the middle of Qianjing City, if it hadn't been for a red bead splitting the space, he, Liu Nuoxuan and Bai Luo would have almost died in the hands of many high-level monks.

The red bead is very mysterious. It was originally soaked in a pool of ** aura. In that place, there was a king snake that survived the seven heavenly disasters, and there was a giant man with black smoke but with divine cultivation.

Although Zhang Yan and the three of them came to the world of swords with the help of red beads under the guidance of the spirit of Aoki, Zhang Yan did not know the origin of the red beads. Even because he was afraid of the evil smell emitted from the red beads, he had been throwing the red beads in the storage bag without exploring it.

So far, he does not know the true face under the mysterious veil of red beads.

But the red bead is drawn on the picture scroll in front of you, which is exactly the same and can never be wrong.

Is this red bead not from the ancient continent, but belongs to the world of swords?

The words of Qingyi flashed in Zhang Yan's mind, and Huo Ran found something that shocked him. How did this barbarian, who was described as coming from the east in the mouth of Qingyi, find himself?

He can conclude that this 'barbarian' must know that the red bead is in his own hands, so he handed over a picture in the hands of Qingyi. And Qingyi obviously knew this 'barbarian', otherwise, as Qingyi, how could a stranger enter the sacrificial tower?

Zhang Yan can't wait to see Tsing Yi. Maybe only Tsing Yi can explain everything.

But before that, he must see Li Ci, who has been kneeling in the wind and sun for 50 years, otherwise it will be difficult to sleep and eat.

"You finally came to see me..."

Li Ci's eyes moved extremely slowly, as if it was extremely difficult for him to do this action. He looked at Zhang Yan and smiled nervously, but it looked a little gloomy because his cheeks were stiff.

Zhang Yan couldn't help trembling. Li Ci's voice was like a blunt knife grinding hard on the rough stone. There was a sharp feeling of metal plate, which made him a little uncomfortable.

"Why do you have to do this?" Zhang Yanqiang resisted the discomfort and sighed gently.

Li Ci's throat agitated and seemed to be swallowing with great difficulty. After a long time, he said, "If I don't see you, how can the demon go?"

Zhang Yan couldn't stand any longer. He squatted on the ground, looked at the night sky in the distance and muttered, "I'm also a stubborn and strong person. Sometimes nothing is more extreme and crazy than you."

Li Ci said hoarsely, "What about now?"

Zhang Yan asked in silence for a moment, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"I listen to the truth and lies, and I don't want to hear them. I'm afraid that listening to the truth will make me kneel longer, and I'm afraid that I will be fooled home by you after listening to lies, so I don't want to listen to them. At this moment, I just want to sit on the ground like you, breathe a long breath of relief, cut off the beard that has not been taken care of for 50 years, check whether the kneecap is as strong as ever, and then... sleep comfortably and sleep unconsciously!"

Li Ci said that the sound is smoother and the sharp sound quality is fading, but his expression is still very stiff, and it seems that he can't change the expression maintained after 50 years of wind and frost.

"Sitting on the ground like you..."

Zhang Yan seemed to mumble and repeat the second half of Li Ci's words. He knew that it was actually very simple to want Li Ci to do this, that is, to promise him.

Promise him means that there is an extra follower beside him.

Without further suffice, Zhang Yan picked up Li Ci and walked towards the Sword Tower.

"Let's go, sleep with your unconscious..."

Li Ci was held in his hand and did not struggle. His posture * remained suspended and knelt in the air, with a crying and smiling face.

The young man who knelt down for 50 years to follow Zhang Yan finally achieved success.

His big price is just to dispel a shadow in his heart, which is pathetic, hateful and compassionate.

More respectable!

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The place where Zhang Yan found Qingyi is in the five-story place of hidden swords.

Qingyi was wiping the sword with a red scarf. It seemed that he had already guessed that Zhang Yan was coming, and the cold and lonely old man was surprisingly the first to speak.

"That painting was sent by an elder in Qinglian Jianlin in the east. His name is Heng Chong."

Zhang Yan was stunned and said, "Didn't you say he was a barbarian?"

Qingyi glanced at him and said sarcastically, "Barbarian can also be an elder."

Zhang Yan scratched his head, and he felt a little stupid when he said this question, so he looked a little embarrassed at this time, but he still asked, "But how did he find it and how did he send me a picture? It seems that I don't know this person at all."

At this time, Qingyi had wiped a sword and gently flicked it with his fingers. His expression was in a trance for a moment before whispering, "I can only tell you that this guy, like me, likes to travel around the world and prefers strange things. The reason why I learned about Senluo Sword Prison, is also what he told me. "

He also knows Senluo Sword Prison...

Zhang Yan's eyes lit up and looked at the expression of Qingyi focusing on the sword. He knew that he might not be able to get anything else from the mouth of Qingyi, but since he knew that the painting was sent by Elder Qinglian Jianlin, it was enough.

So Zhang Yan asked the last question directly, and his expression became extremely serious, "I want to know where Xue's sister and brother were sent."

Qingyi buried his head in the sword and casually said, "Fire Sword Cliff."

Zhang Yan turned around and left very quickly. He wanted to prepare for it and go to the Fire Sword Cliff tomorrow.

When he walked to the door, the usual indifferent and cold voice of Qingyi came to his ears.

"Don't get caught when you go."

Zhang Yan stashed at his feet and disappeared outside the door by touching his nose speechlessly.

Catch the strong man?

Are you going to war?

When Zhang Yan was a child in Meixi Village, Cuishan Town, he often heard about arresting strong men from his parents. It is said that half of the soldiers in the battlefield in northern Xinjiang are unlucky people who have been captured, and such things often happen in Cuishan Town. Even when his second uncle Zhang Yongtai often scolded him, he always threatened to catch strong men.

How to say, the matter of catching strong men is always done by people with high power, and most of the people who are 'strong men' are forced to settle down in poverty.

Zhang Yan never thought that there would be a business of catching strong men in the world of swords, because there is no government like the secular world of the ancient continent.

However, he understood it when he walked into his room.

Qingyi's words are actually correct. This year, the Yanzhou Sword Cultivation World launched a battle against the Zhongzhou Sword Cultivation World, and the sword cultivation became the role of a battlefield soldier. And some swordsmen are not willing to work hard. In this case, of course, some necessary measures must be taken to catch the strong man. However, this strong man is not an ordinary man, but a sword practice.

Zhang Yan has decided to go to the Fire Sword Cliff, so he may be dragged into the war. It is reasonable for Qingyi to remind him.

But Zhang Yan doesn't think so. If he has been robbed to serve as battlefield cannon fodder for 50 years, he will be so sorry for these 50 years...

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50 years of isolation, Zhang Yan has gained a lot.

He spent nearly 20 years sorting out 5,000 swords in the sea, which was successfully transformed into the purest amount of knowledge stored in his mind.

Then, he spent nearly ten years to understand the swordsmanship inherited in these swordsmanship. The most direct result of doing these is that his swordsmanship level is like a rocket. When he finally broke the layer of window paper before the transverse realm, his swordsmanship reached the peak level.

Zhang Yan draws on the inheritance of swordsmanship in 5,000 swords, which is equivalent to observing and practicing 5,000 swordsmanships at the same time. In such a situation, if his swordsmanship remains still, it can only be blamed for his stupidity.

It is absolutely a very rare thing in the whole sword world to hone swordsmanship to the peak with ten years of achievements. Zhang Yandang is proud.

So when he was about to get out of the customs, he suddenly felt a little palpitation, and then he was stunned to find that the heavenly disaster belonging to the Yuanying level was coming soon...

Then, he began to swallow the twelve Yuan babies that had been erased from their minds in the storage bag, and stuffed his two strands of Buddha and demons full until there was a slight swelling, he swallowed four Yuan babies!

If the power of a Yuanying is simply calculated according to quantity, it is equivalent to the power of ten golden elixirs gathered together. Zhang Yan swallowed four Yuanying, which is equivalent to adding the power of 40 golden elixirs!

Of course, the real power of a Yuan baby is definitely not as simple as ten golden elixirs combined.

Zhang Yan only has two golden elixirs in his body, which is his own golden elixir, but he eats the power equivalent to 40 golden elixirs. You can imagine how thick and full his true yuan should be.

However, these two Yuanying are not all used to increase Zhenyuan. He also absorbed some knowledge and quenched some divine knowledge, smeared it on his body, and exercised his physical bones...

When he cultivated his whole body from the inside out to the best peak, Zhang Yan never thought that more than ten years had passed.

Then the disaster comes!

It is still the Sanskrit thunder disaster that belongs to the Buddha's cultivation, and then the sky-blooded thunder disaster that belongs to the demon cultivation.

These seem to be no different from the disaster in the Jindan period, but only Zhang Yan himself knows that this time, whether it is the Fanyin thunderstorm or the bloody thunder disaster, it is more than 100 times more dangerous than the Jindan period disaster!

The Sanskrit Golden Thunder is still beating fiercely with endless golden thunder, but when the third thunderstorm appeared, it began to become different.

There are no thousands of golden generals that appeared last time, and there are no more golden giants who can reach up a hundred feet to support the sky and step on the sea to break the ground.

This time, the third thunderstorm turned into a divine attack!

But fortunately, Zhang Yan's divine power is extremely powerful. Although it was a little difficult to get through this disaster, he did not hurt himself after all, and he could still meet the next bloody thunderstorm.

But even so, after he passed the triple thunder disaster of Brahma Jinlei, he had to swallow two Yuan babies in an instant to make up for the huge consumption of real yuan in his body.

It seems that there has been a tacit understanding for a long time, and blood thunder came one after another.

This time, the blood thunder is completely different from before!

PS: I intended to describe the scene of Zhang Yanyuan's crossing the disaster in detail, but I gave up. In order to catch up with the progress and have more wonderful stories, it is better to simplify the disaster. Cough, do you agree or not?