Chapter 180 Tong Shisan and Jian Jue

"This Jiu Yiniang sincerely wants to recruit people to bury her son with her, so she cannot stay in this house in Pingyang City for the time being."

Tian Lin said to Yu'er and Cui'er, "I plan to stay at Shenxiantang for a while. Do you two have any reliable place to go?"

Yu'er had recovered from her injuries at this time. After hearing what Tian Lin said, she said decisively:

"We are your sword master, and of course we must stay with him through life and death. Since he wants to stay in Shenxiantang, my sisters will naturally follow him."

When an aristocratic family trains its disciples to hold swords and sword slaves, the first priority is to cultivate their loyalty.

Although holding a sword and being a slave to the sword has always meant that everyone is not afraid of death, if you just live in an ignoble way, you will be shamed and will be held accountable.

Tian Lin knew that the honor and disgrace of life and death of the two sisters were forcibly bound to him, but he had no intention of taking the two sisters on a boat trip to Shenxiantang.

When he was alone on Shenxian Pond, he could enter the water and kill people without restraint. Unless Tong Yao takes action himself, Tian Lin is not afraid of anyone in the foundation-building realm.

But if you take these two sisters with you, your secret will be easily exposed.

Tian Lin still can't trust others.

"If you two really want to help me, just go to Tianbei County and find the eldest lady. If Jiu Yiniang dares to disobey her orders, she doesn't take her as an eldest lady seriously."

Tian Lin said: "As for dying with me? I still hope that none of us will die -

And if you really want to die, it's enough to kill someone in Tian, ​​why bother to involve you two? "

After hearing what Tian Lin said, tears fell from Yu'er's eyes.

She pulled her sister to kneel in front of Tian Lin, kowtowed and said:

"Don't worry, sir. Even if I die in the Tong Mansion, I will definitely let the eldest lady or Mr. Tong take Jiu Yiniang away."

Tian Lin didn't know whether her tears were real or fake, or whether the tears were real at this moment, and when rationality returned, he would have to 'act according to his ability'.

"I, Mr. Su Wentong, am a gentleman. If you go and ask him, he won't embarrass you even if he doesn't agree."

After Tian Lin finished speaking, he nodded with the two sisters and went out of the house first.

As Tian Lin expected, as soon as he left the city, Granny Tan followed him almost step by step to Shenxiantang.

Anyone who knows Tian Lin and Granny Tan will naturally know about Tian Lin’s relationship with Jiu Yiniang.

Looking at the two "old men" and the old lady, they looked like "the husband sang and the wife followed". I don't know how many people were watching and gloating about their misfortune.

Seeing Tian Lin put down the canoe on the bank of Shenxian Pond, Granny Tan suddenly said to several foundation-building monks watching the show:

"Everyone, my concubine said it.

The reward of seventy high-grade spiritual stones is still intact. Whoever can kill Tian Lin to avenge my young master can get the seventy high-grade spiritual stones alone. "

As soon as she said this, everyone who was watching the excitement changed their attitudes.

This group of people, whether they were worshipers of the Tong family or not, looked at Tian Lin with meaningful eyes.

Tian Lin, who had already boarded the canoe, frowned and glanced at everyone present.

He found that the people present were not only jealous of these foundation-building monks, but also the Qi Refiners who looked ready to make a move.

But after meeting Tian Lin's eyes, those Qi refiners lowered their heads calmly and did not dare to look at Tian Lin again.

But that was not the case for those foundation-building monks. They looked at Tian Lin with some aggression and some hesitation.

Tian Lin smiled and said to Granny Tan:

"Seventy high-grade spiritual stones, Tian was tempted by the mention.

Tian is so easy to kill, Granny Tan, why are you still hesitating? It's better to do it yourself and save seventy high-grade spiritual stones for your master. "

After Tian Lin finished speaking, the people present cupped their hands, turned the oars on the boat, and the boat instantly swam out towards the blue sea to the south.

"Seventy high-grade spiritual stones, that is seven thousand medium-grade spiritual stones. If I were a foundation-building monk, how could I let this heaven-shattering wealth fly away?"

Next to Zhang Xiaoke, the young man setting up a stall with Zhang Xiaoke said something.

Zhang Xiaoke didn't say a word. He didn't have enough spiritual stones now, and he hadn't exchanged them for the shells passed down from home. He didn't want Tian Lin to die just like that.

He was determined to ask Tian Lin to give him the shell now, but he didn't have the guts and no decent reason.

When he looked up again, Tian Lin had already entered the heavy fog of Shenxiantang.

Also taking a boat out to sea with Tian Lin were several foundation-building monks who had been resting on the shore.

Today's heavy fog in Shenxiantang is much thicker than in the past, and there are many more fish in the lake in Shenxiantang than in the past.

At this time, Tian Linren had already left the offshore sea and saw three wandering spirits approaching.

He patted the storage bag, took out the wooden sword he had obtained from the Seventh Young Master, wiped out the three wandering souls, and put the remaining souls into the Soul Gathering Pearl.

This wooden sword is not very lethal against living people, but it is effective against wandering spirits.

After Tian Lin used the wooden sword to deal with the wandering soul, he put away the wooden sword and continued to ride the wooden boat towards the distance.

Behind Tian Lin, an old man took the lead and caught up to Tian Lin in a boat.

They saw the old man standing at the bow of the ship, and at the stern was a servant girl at the twelfth level of Qi Refining, rocking the oar vigorously.

The servant girl exerted all her strength, and as the oars moved on the sea, the ship followed Tian Lin like arrows.

"Fellow Daoist Tian, ​​why are you so anxious? Why don't you sit down and have a chat like me?"

After the old man finished speaking, he flew up when he was seven or eight feet away from Tian Lin.

The old man was as light as a swallow, and he was on the wooden boat in Tianlin in an instant.

As the old man landed, Tian Lin's wooden boat swayed slightly on the sea.

Tian Lin turned his head to look at the old man and said, "Are you here for seventy top-grade spirit stones?"

The old man laughed and said, "Everyone is here for seventy top-grade spirit stones. I know that I have no grudges against you, Daoist Tian, ​​but people die for money and birds die for food. What can I do?"

As he spoke, the flying sword had already stabbed at Tian Lin's throat.

But his flying sword was actually just a feint. After Tian Lin dodged the flying sword, his palm had already hit Tian Lin's chest.

There was a "bang" sound, and Tian Lin hurriedly faced the old man.

The old man had a smile on his face, but after feeling the palm power from Tian Lin's hand, his whole face changed.

"What kind of magic is this?"

The old man flew backwards, completely escaping from the wooden boat where Tian Lin was, and appeared on his own wooden boat seven feet away.

The wooden boat was shaken by his step, but it was thanks to the old man's balance and his sword that stabilized the boat.

Otherwise, the master and servant would have fallen into the water.

"You dare to chase me without learning any magic?"

Tian Lin's lips were black, his eyes were full of black pupils, and he looked like a ghost.

He was surrounded by waves of black air, and looked like an evil cultivator.

"What a good Buddha and Demon Freedom Art - a mere Hua Hualang can practice Buddha and Demon Freedom Art to the small success level, which is no less difficult than practicing a low-grade magic to the perfect level."

As soon as the old man landed safely, a chuckle sounded on the sea.

Tian Lin looked up at the foggy sky and saw a huge sword falling from the sky.

The huge sword was a hundred feet high and looked like a huge mountain.

This "mountain" fell heavily, making it impossible for people to avoid it for a while.

There was a bang, and the giant sword smashed huge waves on the sea surface of Shenxiantang.

The waves poured back to the wooden boats everywhere. The old man who had chased Tian Lin and was repelled by Tian Lin changed his face. He looked up at the young man flying the sword in the sky and shouted: "Senior, please show mercy!"

Unfortunately, he didn't finish his words, and he and the wooden boat were overturned by the waves into Shenxiantang.

At this time, Shenxiantang could not see Tian Lin's figure, nor the old man's trace.

In mid-air, the young man flying the sword jumped down, stepped on the broken wood on the sea surface, and patrolled the constantly sinking and floating sea surface.

He frowned slightly and murmured: "That guy surnamed Tian, ​​is he so weak?"

He just wanted to hurt Tian Lin, but he didn't mean to beat Tian Lin into powder directly.

After all, he killed Tian Lin just to exchange for spirit stones.

"Brother Jian Jue, you hit too hard. Tian Lin's body must have sunk into the sea."

A voice sounded, and someone came by boat from far away.

The person who came was also a young man, dressed like a nobleman, sitting at the bow, followed by two sword-holding people at the twelfth level of Qi Refining, and a sword slave rowing the boat.

The wooden boat approached, and the young man sitting on the bow stood up and bowed to the young man carrying the sword and said, "This Shenxian Pond is extremely dangerous. Brother, it is very easy to fall into the water if you stand on this broken wooden board. It is better to get on my boat first."

As soon as the nobleman finished speaking, a wooden boat rowed over in the fog.

The wooden boat was a black-sailed boat, and a blind woman stood on the bow, holding a sword box. The rower was an old man with a sullen face.

The blind woman and the sullen old man were both in the early stage of foundation building.

Seeing the blind woman and the old man with a cyan color appear, the young man with a sword on his back, named Jian Jue, said to the nobleman:

"No need to help, brother Thirteen. Although my wooden boat is a little broken, it is enough for the three of us, the master and the servant."

After he said that, he got on the wooden boat of the blind woman and said to the old man rowing the boat: "Let's continue to go into the fog and see if there is really sword energy spreading at the bottom of the Shenxian Pond."

The three masters and servants actually no longer paid attention to the nobleman, but took the boat to the deeper sea in the south.

At this time, only the nobleman, his sword and the sword slave were left on the chaotic sea.

The man holding the sword stepped forward and said, "This disciple of the Sword Sect is wearing rags, how can he look like a disciple of the Immortal Sect?"

After Bao Jian finished speaking, the noble young master frowned and rebuked her, "Shut up, if this is heard by others, my Tong family can't protect you."

After saying this, he warned, "There has been a big change in Chenxiantang, and I'm afraid that many disciples of the Immortal Sect will appear in the next period of time.

Let's not talk about the Shuiyun Sect. Jian Jue of the Sword Sect is a loner. If you offend him, he may not be willing to give face to our Tong family.

By then, the disciples of the Dao Sect may also come over - in short, no one should cause trouble during this period of time."