The ascetic clasped his hands together and lowered his head, replying, "I didn't see it."
"You really didn't see it?" Sindhu's serpent-like gaze roamed around the ascetic's face, seemingly scrutinizing it.
"Ascetics only care about the path beneath their feet, not daring to look up to the horizon. Perhaps a cultivator passed by, but I really didn't see it." Although the ascetic lowered his head in respect, his words were neither servile nor overbearing.
"Boss, this monk is lying to you." One of the bandits behind Sindhu suddenly spoke.
"Oh?" Sindhu's expression suddenly turned cold.
This subordinate of his was in charge of interrogations, and he was an expert at reading people's expressions.
His subordinates could tell at a glance whether or not a shrewd person was lying. Obviously, the ascetic in front of him was not someone who was good at lying.
In the next instant, Sindhu reached out and grabbed the ascetic by the neck, lifting him up. "Didn't Buddha tell you that a monk must refrain from speaking nonsense?"
"Speak, which direction did he go?" Sindhu exerted some force, and the ascetic's face instantly turned ashen.
The ascetic had just stepped onto the path of ascetic cultivation when he encountered a test related to the path of Dao.
If he did not speak, his life would be in danger.
But if he spoke, it would mean that he was under the coercion of power and chose to help the tyrant.
His state of mind would be destroyed, and there would be no way to cultivate.
At this moment, the ascetic, who had been looking down on the bandits, finally raised his head for the first time. He looked straight into Sindhu's sinister gaze and calmly recited, "The first precept is to cultivate a heart like a real person for a day and a night, without killing intent, with compassion for all living beings, and not to harm or harm others."
"Not to conspire with scoundrels!" The ascetic enunciated each syllable clearly.
"Very good, very good." Sindhu laughed sinisterly. "As expected of an ascetic. For a person you barely know, you're even willing to throw away your life. Monk, your realm is indeed high."
"Since your realm is so high, I'll send you to Buddha so that you can preach to him." In the next instant, Sindhu made a killing move without warning.
Chi!
The hand that was holding the ascetic's neck suddenly turned green, releasing a sinister poison that directly crushed the ascetic's neck.
The ascetic's face stiffened, and his body swayed as he fell to the ground.
Blood flowed out from his neck and seeped into the fiery sand beneath him, disappearing.
Sindhu glanced at the ascetic's corpse expressionlessly. "I hate these sanctimonious monks the most. They're clearly just mortals, but they really think they're saints?"
"Boss, what do we do next?" asked the first.
After thinking for a while, Sindhu said, "Let's continue our pursuit in the east. This person had been heading east from the start.
Now, for some's's, we're's, and we we can't, we and's't, we can't follow the original direction.
After all ''t't's,'s,'s' '' '' ''........... e.
If it weren't for the fact that the Storage Ring could isolate them from the imprint, they wouldn't have to go through so much trouble.
Sindhu said to himself.
"to '' '' '' '' '' ''s'.
Soon, a dozen figures soared into the sky and disappeared into the horizon.
A gust of wind blew past, and the ascetic's body was quickly submerged and buried.
The entire desert was his grave.
.....
In the desert, there were two main feelings.
One was the vastness of heaven and earth, and the other was the insignificance of oneself.
Even Lu Qingshan, who had reached the Nascent Soul stage, couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
But a mere Qi Refinement stage ascetic dared to travel through the desert on foot.
Only by enduring the hardest of hardships could one rise above others.
It wasn't without reason that ascetic monks often became powerful cultivators.
Following the directions given by the ascetic monk, Lu Qingshan looked at the map for a while before continuing forward.
He didn't go as fast as he could because in this situation, if he went in the wrong direction and went as fast as he could, he would only waste his own time if he deviated a little bit from his original course.
But not long after putting the map back into the storage ring, Lu Qingshan suddenly raised his eyebrows.
With his Divine Sense, he sensed a dozen cultivators behind him, flying in his direction.
Their goal was clear, and they clearly weren't just passing by.
The dozen or so bandits led by Sindhu whistled through the air, and soon, they were near Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan raised his head and sized up the Sindhu leader. A cold glint appeared in his eyes, and a cold smile appeared on his lips as he muttered to himself, "Bandits? ''
On the other side, seeing Lu Qingshan calmly raise his head, Sindhu's expression changed, and his eyes filled with vigilance.
This was because he couldn't see through Lu Qingshan's cultivation!
"Did he cultivate some special technique, or does he have some magic tool?" Sindhu's heart stirred, but a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.
For people like them, a technique or magic tool that could conceal one's aura was very attractive.
"Boss, is it this brat?" While Sindhu was still examining Lu Qingshan, an extremely burly cultivator with coarse skin among the dozen or so bandits he had brought with him asked.
Bandits usually had two types of personality traits.
The first type was people like Sindhu. They were careful and cautious, and their methods were incomparably ruthless. After experiencing countless struggles, they finally matured and could be said to be wily old foxes.
The second type was people who didn't understand the rules and didn't hesitate to act. This type of person usually died very quickly, but if they could mature, they would definitely become ruthless people.
Generally speaking, the leader needed to be someone like Sindhu.
But among the subordinates, there had to be one or two people of the second type, because this type of person could do many things that Sindhu wasn't suited for.
Sindhu didn't say much, only nodding slightly.
The burly cultivator spat and laughed maniacally, "That monk from before didn't even care about his life, so what use was there in helping this brat hide his tracks? In the end, we still caught up. "
In the next instant, the burly cultivator felt a chill run down his spine.
The instant he finished speaking, the "fat sheep" in their eyes abruptly emitted an extremely powerful pressure that could intimidate one's mind.
Lu Qingshan's gaze was incomparably cold. "What did you do to that ascetic monk?"
"That monk would rather die than tell us where you went." The burly cultivator swallowed, but when he saw that Sindhu didn't say anything, he immediately regained his confidence and braced himself, "Then we could only follow his wishes and send him to his death."
"Very good." Lu Qingshan nodded, lowered his eyes, and said no more.
Whoosh!
A voice exploded in the air above the vast desert.
A blazing red sword light flashed, cutting through the air toward the burly cultivator who had spoken.
A blood-curdling scream rang out. In the next instant, the burly cultivator at the advanced Gold Core stage turned into a cloud of blood mist and abruptly exploded in front of the remaining dozen or so bandits, causing their mouths and tongues to go dry. Their minds seemed to have been captured, and they froze on the spot for a moment, not daring to move at all.
"Nascent Soul sword cultivator …" Sindhu looked at the young cultivator in front of him, and a bitter feeling arose in his heart.
"Damn it, this old man Huang misled me. Why did he sell a Nascent Soul cultivator to me as a fat sheep?" At the same time, a feeling of resentment arose in Sindhu's heart.
"We were blind and offended you." Sindhu's reaction was very quick, and he was a flexible person. He quickly restrained the resentment in his heart and clasped his hands towards the young sword cultivator in front of him. "You also killed one of my subordinates, so let's call it even. How about it?"
"Call it even?" Lu Qingshan looked indifferently at Sindhu, who was minding his own business.
Sindhu released some of his mid-stage Nascent Soul aura and chuckled. "You and I are both Nascent Soul cultivators. If we really fight, it's hard to say who will win.
Moreover, our leader, Old Vulture, is a vengeful Void Refinement cultivator. If we really fight, even if you can defeat us, you may not be able to withstand Old Vulture's revenge.
Why don't we just let this matter go? Just treat the subordinates you killed as a way to vent your anger. I will not pursue this matter any further. "
Sindhu was also secretly threatening Lu Qingshan. First, he revealed his cultivation to instill fear in Lu Qingshan's heart. Then, he used Old Vulture's name to intimidate Lu Qingshan.
But his words were very polite, and it was obvious that he was admitting defeat. There was no hint of a threat in his words, and this made Lu Qingshan feel better about it.
Sword cultivators had always been people who valued face, and a wily old fox like Sindhu naturally understood this principle. He didn't mind giving in to Lu Qingshan in terms of words and momentum. In any case, he wouldn't suffer much of a loss.
"Call it even? The matter of you provoking me can indeed be called even. "Lu Qingshan seemed to be asking and replying at the same time." But, what about the sadhu you killed? How do you want to call it even? "
"What do you want?" Sindhu's face darkened. "Just an insignificant person? You don't even know him. Do you want to take revenge for him? "
"A blood debt …" Lu Qingshan's cold voice sounded. "Of course, it will be paid in blood!"
That sadhu whose name he did not know, that little Qi Refinement cultivator, would rather die than reveal his whereabouts for him who he did not even know.
And he was a sword cultivator, a Nascent Soul cultivator. Was it not right and proper for him to take revenge for the sadhu?
Boom! Boom!
Two consecutive explosions sounded. Beside the blazing red sword aura, a jade-green sword aura shot out.
The blazing red and jade-green flying swords respectively flew toward Sindhu and the bandits he led.
The peach blossom that carried the killing sword aura was like a wolf in a flock of sheep. It quickly roamed among the bandits who only had the cultivation of a Golden Elixir.
"Lord Sindhu, save us!" Feeling the terrifying aura and killing intent from the peach blossom, the bandits immediately panicked.
As soon as he finished speaking, the jade-green peach blossom had already pierced through the body of the bandit who had cried for help.
There was no room for struggle at all.
Despair appeared on the faces of the other bandit cultivators.
The difference in strength was too great!
They were all people who killed without batting an eyelid.
As the saying goes, if one walks by the river, one's shoes will eventually get wet. They had expected to die one day, but they did not expect that they would be killed so easily.
On the other side, the blazing red Dragon Sparrow turned into a cold light and flew toward Sindhu like a surging thunderbolt. Its power was unimaginable.
With a thought, a dark green light rose from the surface of Sindhu's body. Countless inscriptions appeared on his hand.
Facing Lu Qingshan's Dragon Sparrow, Sindhu waved his right hand to meet it. A sinister dark green poisonous gas curled out and rushed toward the Dragon Sparrow, as if wanting to contaminate it.
Chi chi chi!
The flames on the surface of the Dragon Sparrow rose and instantly burned away the dark green poisonous gas.
Bang!
The undiminished Dragon Sparrow collided with Sindhu's right hand covered in inscriptions.
A terrifying shockwave spread out in all directions. The overflowing Spirit Energy and Sword Qi formed a ripple.
The inscriptions on Sindhu's hand shattered, and his body was sent flying back dozens of feet.
After stabilizing himself, he looked again and found that his right hand was already a bloody mess.
"How is this possible?" Disbelief flashed through Sindhu's eyes.
He was a body cultivator, and the Five Poison Indestructible Body he cultivated could not be compared to the Buddhist Indestructible Vajra, but it was at least a superior body tempering technique. How could he be in such a miserable state under the attack of a flying sword from a sword cultivator?
Lu Qingshan was calm.
The Nirvana Penetration Intent could easily penetrate even the defense of a body cultivator.
Sindhu stared at Lu Qingshan and gnashed his teeth. "You really want to fight to the death?"
"You're just a fish under the knife. How can you fight to the death?" Lu Qingshan's murderous words sent chills down Sindhu's spine.
His voice had yet to fade.
Whoosh!
The Dragon Sparrow soared into the sky once more.
It was so fast that the sword could no longer be seen clearly. All that could be seen was a blazing red light.
In this attack, Lu Qingshan had used the Immortal True Intent to manifest the Slaughter Sword Intent.
With these two blessings, the Dragon Sparrow's speed had reached an astonishing sixty times the speed of sound.
The distance of several hundred feet was covered in an instant.
"No …!" Sindhu felt a chill in his heart as he felt a fatal threat. He channeled all his Spirit Qi, and a dark green light shone brightly. Runes circled around his body like stars.
Boom!
A cold light flashed from the Dragon Sparrow and suddenly exploded.
The mighty sword turned into a line of frost that broke through the runes around Sindhu and extinguished the dark green light. Finally, it entered his dantian in his abdomen.
Sindhu looked down at the huge wound on his abdomen. Blood spurted out from the hideous wound.
But what was even more deadly was that the sword had crushed his nascent soul.
He raised his head and looked at Lu Qingshan in the distance. He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, his eyes dimmed.
Soon after, Sindhu's body plummeted from the sky.
Lu Qingshan's heart was cold. Sindhu's death did not quell the killing intent in his heart.
The Dragon Sparrow circled in the air and flew toward the desert bandit.
The Dragon Sparrow and Peach Blossom Swords danced.
Whether it was those who begged for mercy or those who used escape arts to escape, the Peach Blossom and Dragon Sparrow caught up and pierced through them all.
Very few people could escape from the flying swords of a Sword Cultivator.
Among those of the same level, the Flying Sword of the Inner Sword was the fastest magic spell. There was no other magic spell that could compare.
…
After killing all the desert bandits, Lu Qingshan put away their storage rings.
Although these desert bandits were Body Cultivators, they were robbers after all. They could be considered wealthy.
Whoosh.
Lu Qingshan took out the map he bought from East Sparrow City.
Ever since he entered the Mogao Desert, he had not come into contact with any other cultivators except for a trip to East Sparrow City and the ascetic monk who asked for directions.
How did the desert bandits target him and accurately track his location in the vast desert?
At this point, how could he not understand where the problem lay?
Lu Qingshan released his Spiritual Sense and patrolled the map three or four times. Finally, he found a barely discernible spiritual light at the thunderbolt mark that the white-haired old cultivator had pointed at.
This spiritual light was very well hidden. Even if he had gone out of his way to search for it, he had only found it after patrolling for a long time. It was no wonder that he did not notice it earlier.
He circulated his Spiritual Power slightly and instantly crushed the spiritual light.
Lu Qingshan stood where he was and pondered for a moment. Finally, he made up his mind.
He leaped up on his sword and rose into the air again.
However, this time, he was not heading toward Great Bear City.
Instead, he was heading toward East Sparrow City.
.....
The old cultivator named Huang Zhong was in front of the counter of East Sparrow Weapon Shop. He was checking something, but his mind was elsewhere.
"That young cultivator from before was so generous. He must be a fat sheep …" Huang Zhong toyed with a few prayer beads in his hand as he muttered, "After the Sindhu attack, I'll get another huge sum of money … With this money, I can buy some Body Tempering Pills and attempt the Sixth Refinement …"
He was an old Golden Elixir cultivator from the East Sparrow Tribe. He was in charge of the East Sparrow Weapon Shop, and seemed to be making a lot of money.
However, as mentioned earlier, there were many body cultivators in the Western Desert, and body cultivators had little demand for Artifacts. Hence, in truth, he did not have much business throughout the year. How could he make any money?
Instead, it was another Golden Elixir Daoist in the tribe who had a similar cultivation base as him who was in charge of the East Sparrow Pill Shop. He was the one who made a lot of money, and he was extremely jealous.
That was until a few years ago when someone from the desert bandits came knocking on his door. They discussed a business partnership. He would be in charge of providing information about the cultivators, and the desert bandits would be in charge of intercepting and killing the cultivators. After the deed was done, he would get 10% of the profits.
Since then, his pockets had started to swell.
'A fat sheep, a fat sheep. When can I find another fat sheep?' Huang Zhong was anticipating in his heart.
Speak of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao will appear.
However, together with Cao Cao came a flying sword.
It was a blazing red light. The moment it was released, it was as bright as the sun.
The Sword Qi on the sword was like a dragon or a phoenix. It fell from the sky and exploded into the East Sparrow Weapon Shop along with the flying sword.
It was like a famed sword returning to its scabbard.
The dazzling sword light entered Huang Zhong's head like an immortal caressing his head, and then bloomed.
A cloud of blood mist exploded.
Huang Zhong did not even have the time to cry out.
Outside East Sparrow City, Lu Qingshan, dressed in black, hovered in the air and looked coldly into the city.
He was still outside the city.
However, the sword had already entered the city.
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