Outside of Bianliang City, on Dustless Mountain, the green mountain looked even more beautiful under the setting sun.
On Dustless Mountain, in the Dustless Temple, there was a Dustless Stone. This stone was very large, with a radius of 15 meters. It was slanted in the back garden of the Dustless Temple, like an ancient turtle.
The stone's name was Dustless, but it did not mean that dust did not fall on it. At least, the white-robed Elder Gong's butt was covered in grey and green. The grey was dust, and the green was moss.
Sitting opposite Elder Gong was a monk in black. The monk had no hair or beard, not even eyebrows. He did not shave them himself, but they were all gone.
The old ones were all gone.
There was a small table between the two. On the table was a chessboard, and on each side of the chessboard was a chess box. The white-robed Elder Gong held the black one, and the monk held the white one.
The chessboard was filled with black and white chess pieces. It seemed that this game, which had been played from morning to evening, was about to end soon. However, the black piece in Elder Gong's hand did not fall. He was waiting.
He was not waiting for a move to break the game, but for the old monk's words.
The monk in black knew this as well. He looked up at the fading red glow on the corner of the mountain, shook his head, and sighed, "Amitabha, Almsgiver Gong's obsession is too deep. If I don't say a good word, will today's game not end?"
"Master, please be merciful," Elder Gong said sincerely.
"A twelve-year-old Brute Force Level Eight is indeed a genius," the old monk's attitude did not change, and he refused, "But after entering the path of killing cultivators, there is no turning back."
Elder Gong hurriedly said, "Master, this child is different. He is extremely determined. If you can enlighten him, he will definitely be able to overcome the backlash of killing cultivators and completely wash away his sins. I guarantee it with my reputation!"
The old monk raised his eyebrows, and said in surprise, "Almsgiver Gong thinks so highly of him?"
"To be honest, if I did not obstruct his path to the competition, I would have wanted him to take over my mantle." Elder Gong smiled bitterly, and shook his head, "It seems that I am not lucky enough. Sigh, what a pity, a great pity."
The black-robed old monk knew that Elder Gong did not have long to live. Hearing this, he uttered the name of Buddha. After pondering for a long time, he nodded and said, "Since it is as Almsgiver Gong has said, I will agree to this matter. However, I am unable to help you with the second matter."
Elder Gong was both delighted and alarmed. He hurriedly said, "Great Master, you have to help him to the end. Since you have the heart to rescue him from the abyss of suffering, what's wrong with giving him a Nine Revolutions Great Return Pill? Saving a life is better than building a seven-storied pagoda! "
The old monk looked at the setting sun in the distance. "Half a month ago, Xu Batian visited our temple and asked for the last Nine Transformations Grand Restore Pill."
When Elder Gong heard this, he sat down in a daze and said blankly, "Then, then isn't Xie Tian dead for sure …"
"Not necessarily." The old monk slowly placed the white chess piece between his index and middle fingers onto the chessboard. He got up and floated away. "I have a technique called the Ascetic Zen Scripture. If this child is willing to spend his life with the Green Lamp Scroll, he can cultivate his mind in the Death Cliff Cave for twenty years. Not only will he become a killer, but he will also be able to reconstruct his Yuan Yang."
When Elder Gong heard this, he was both sad and happy at the same time. He bowed deeply to the back of the old monk and put his palms together. "Amitabha, Great Master is merciful."
After Xie Tian left Xuan Jiu City, Xie Shuai came.
Carefully examining the Black Bone Fan in his hand, Xie Shuai's face was as gloomy as dripping water.
This was Li Yuanyang's fan. He had learned from the owner of the Treasure Pavilion that it was sold by a pale-faced young man. Without even thinking, he knew that this young man was Xie Tian.
The Black Bone Fan didn't have much use. Even though he had spent money, it wasn't enough to make Xie Shuai's face turn ugly. However, he knew that there were two other deadly items on Li Yuanyang's body. One of them was the ice-cold round stone that he and Li Yuanyang had promised to give to an important person.
Xie Shuai knew very well what the round stone meant to Elder Black Water, so he was very afraid. If he lost this item, even if he escaped to the ends of the earth, he would still be caught by Elder Black Water and tortured to death.
This was because Elder Black Water was one of the six White Clothed Elders of the Scarlet Sky Peak. He had a very beautiful nickname, White Clothed Black Water. This name was a legend to the people of the Song Dynasty.
"I must find that stupid dog!"
The panicked Xie Shuai fiercely whipped his horse and charged out. Now, it wasn't Young Master Xu forcing him to find Xie Tian. In order to survive, in order to stand on the same side as Xie Yun, he had to find Xie Tian.
Walking through the forest, Xie Tian didn't know that the person he really wanted to see was chasing after him. Lightly sniffing the familiar mountain breeze, Xie Tian once again arrived at the place where he was stopped by the nine leaders of the River West Bandits.
On the ground, there was a small skeleton. It was the skeleton of a woman. Xie Tian didn't know if it was the corpse of the woman who had revealed his whereabouts. However, it didn't matter to him whether it was or not.
Because he didn't want anything from the other party. He just wanted to do it, so he did it.
Just like the River West Corridor half a month ago, screams and cries came from the forest, as well as the bloodthirsty laughter of the River West Bandits. Xie Tian didn't hear them until he felt that he couldn't find his way.
At this moment, the River West Bandits surrounded him.
"Where is the Yin God Stronghold?" Xie Tian glanced at the River West Bandits who were at Brute Force Level 9 and asked softly.
Was he here to find his family? The River West Bandits were stunned for a moment. Just as they were about to laugh for a while longer, Xie Tian, who cherished his time, took out the nine Shadow Moon Blades and swung them.
The sound of the blades slicing through the air lasted for a tenth of a breath. Then, it ended in Xie Tian's outstretched right hand. Of the River West Bandits, only one was left.
"On, on the mountain. Up, ten miles up, Yin God Peak …"
Looking in the direction of the River West Bandits' finger, Xie Tian shook his wrist lightly and the blood on the Shadow Moon Blade disappeared. After putting the Shadow Moon Blade away, Xie Tian walked up the mountain.
The River West Bandits were awakened by the smell of his own urine. He shivered as he looked at Xie Tian walking away. Then, there was another puddle of yellow filth in his wet pants.
When Xie Tian was in front of him, he didn't recognize him. But when Xie Tian went up the mountain, he recognized the lonely back and the straight back.
"It's, it's, it's him …"
Zhao Xuyang's red eyebrows twitched. He slammed the table and roared, "Who is it!"
River West Bandits' eyes narrowed and murmured, "Kill, kill, Xiu, Xie, Xie Tian …"
The nine leaders heard this and got goosebumps all over their bodies!
It's him!
Why is he here again!
Could it be as Young Master Xu said, that this person is the enemy of the River West Bandits?
"This is ridiculous!" Gou Jianyang's face was gloomy. "I thought that after Elder Gong took this bastard away, he would be under strict supervision. But in just half a month, he was released again! What upholding justice in the martial world? He's just a hypocrite! "
The old man's body trembled slightly. "What should we do now?"
"What else can we do?" Zhao Xuyang laughed savagely. "The little girl from the Yin Clan protected him last time. This time, I'll surely tear this bastard's corpse into pieces to vent the hatred in my heart!"
"But we are gathered here for the Yin Family's caravan." As if he didn't want to talk to Xie Tian, the old man rolled his eyes and said, "The Yin Family's caravan is trying to test us, River West Bandits. If we don't do anything this time, it means that we agree that the oath is still valid. How can we, River West Bandits, tolerate such a humiliating thing?"
Gou Jianyang looked at the old man coldly and asked, "What are you trying to say?"
"How about this," the old man finally said what was on his mind. "I see that Xie Tian didn't start a massacre this time. Instead, he went straight to the Yin God Stronghold. He must have formed a death feud with Li Yuanyang and wants to destroy the Yin God Stronghold. After Li Yuanyang's death, the Yin God Stronghold will be in chaos. We can use him to destroy them and then subdue them. Isn't this the best of both worlds?"
The leaders frowned and thought for a moment. Just as they were about to agree, Zhao Xuyang's red hair trembled. He walked out and said, "A bunch of cowards. If you don't want to go, I will go myself!"
The Yin God Peak was very steep and abnormally steep.
Without Li Yuanyang's Yin God Stronghold, there was enough Yin Qi.
When Xie Tian set foot on the Yin God Stronghold, he broke the noisy scene of fighting for power in the stronghold. It was unknown which cunning West River Robber shouted that whoever killed this boy to avenge the Great Leader would be the new Great Leader of the Yin God Stronghold.
These words were very provocative. Because Xie Tian found that even West River Robber, who was at the fifth or sixth level of the Brute Force Realm, was looking at him with blazing eyes.
Everyone in the Yin God Stronghold wanted to kill him.
So the Yin God Stronghold, where the red sun was shining, suddenly had nine crescent moons.
The crescent moons exploded from Xie Tian's hands. With a clanging sound, the blood-red moonlight sprinkled all over the Yin God Stronghold. For the stronghold that had lost its Great Leader, it brought countless screams and wails.
It was as if even the nine crescent moons could not bear the pain contained in the screams and wails. After completing the blood-red mission, they hurriedly returned to the starting place and rotated in Xie Tian's right palm.
The rotation gradually stopped, and so did the killing.
On the ground of the Yin God Stronghold, there was an additional layer of blood and flesh. Stepping on it, Xie Tian's eyes were as red as blood, as if the flesh and blood on the ground were gathering in his eyes through his feet.
It was not until Xie Tian entered the depths of the Yin God Stronghold that Wen Shui appeared.
It was also until Wen Shui saw the bloody corpses on the ground of the Yin God Stronghold that an unimaginable phrase appeared in his mind for the first time, Killing Cultivator.
It was not the first time he saw Xie Tian kill people. Before he came to the stronghold, he saw Xie Tian use the Heaven and Earth Spin technique that the Zheng family did not spread to outsiders to kill more than ten West River Robbers.
At that time, he did not think of killing cultivator. His mind was filled with shock. He was shocked that Xie Tian had only used his body to feel the Heaven and Earth Spin once, and he had learned this move that was known as the most difficult hidden weapon technique to cultivate in the Zheng family.
He was wrong, completely wrong. At the martial arts competition, he praised Xie Tian for breaking the Heaven and Earth Spin, but he did not know that Xie Tian had done it far beyond his imagination. Break? No, he had also learned it in passing.
What kind of martial arts prodigy was he?
But why would such a martial arts prodigy choose to be a killing cultivator?
Just when Wen Shui had the urge to kill Xie Tian, he thought of two things.
First, Elder Gong's strange performance in the martial arts competition. Could it be that Elder Gong already knew that Xie Tian was a killing cultivator?
Second, if Xie Tian was really a killing cultivator, why would he let go of the last West River Robber at the foot of the mountain?
When a Peerless Master Pro at the ninth level of the Inner Qi Realm produced killing intent within five hundred feet, Xie Tian moved.
Xie Tian looked back in the direction of Wen Shui, then turned his gaze back to Li Yuanyang's room.
His purpose of coming here was not only to find some people, ask some questions, and carve some words. He also wanted to know why Mu Liang, who was not afraid of Young Master Xu, would value that cold stone.
Unfortunately, after rummaging through three rooms, he did not find any clues. Until he inadvertently raised his head and saw a painting hanging high on the wall.
In the painting was an old man with white hair and beard. He looked like an immortal, and everyone who saw him would want to kneel down and worship him.
But Xie Tian could not kneel down.
Because he had knelt down once.
Taking down the painting, Xie Tian looked at the small hole hidden behind the painting and smiled.
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