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Chapter 666 The lazy man who teaches others the sword

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    At noon, a team of three people escaped into a deep stream shrouded in clouds and mist at an extremely fast speed.

    There are dense green vegetation on both sides, and occasionally you can see delicate flowers growing on the cliffs. Their bright colors and pleasant fragrance are extraordinary at first sight.

    Because there is no vegetation around the flowers, they look a bit arrogant, but it can also be seen as a sign that other vegetation is deliberately retreating.

    Among the three people, there was a delicate-looking woman in white. When she saw the shape of the flower, her eyes lit up. She wanted to pick it, but was blocked by the people around her.

    I heard the man quickly remind me: "Be careful, there is a demon surrounding you."

    When the female cultivator heard this, her heart tightened slightly. She was so eager to hunt for treasures that she really didn¡¯t pay much attention.

    ¡°At this time, I took a closer look and found that, as the male cultivator said, there was indeed a faint layer of evil energy that persisted.

    "It must be a spirit that protects treasures."

    Another old man, about sixty years old, gently stroked a goatee on his chin and spoke leisurely.

    "We are not picking flowers from the mountains this time. Seeing that the demonic energy is condensed and not dissipated, I am afraid that the demonic spirits guarding the medicinal flowers are not weak in cultivation. We should focus on important matters and wait for our return before it is too late to collect them!"

    The person who spoke was the male cultivator who had just stopped the female cultivator from collecting herbs. He was about forty years old, with elegant appearance and extraordinary bearing. He was considered to be no ordinary person.

    Although the female cultivator is reluctant to part with the medicinal flowers and spiritual herbs, she also understands what she should do and what she shouldn't do at the moment.

    So when the three of them emerged from the light again, in the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the deep stream shrouded in clouds and mist.

    Not long after, at the bottom of the darkness, when the three people's escape light became bright again, they, two men and one woman, reappeared.

    Feeling the extremely cold atmosphere and an extremely unpleasant rancid smell around him, the old man among them frowned and said, "Fellow Daoist Wang, is this really the place recorded in the secret map in your hand?"

    But before the middle-aged man surnamed Wang could reply, the woman in her thirties interrupted: "It seems that no spiritual energy can be sensed here."

    In fact, she didn¡¯t need to remind him. The old man had already noticed such a difference, so he asked the question before.

    The male cultivator surnamed Wang said relatively calmly: "It's absolutely true. When the head of the family was still alive, he would go to this place almost every fifty years, and I also came here once. It is here."

    Hearing what he said, the female cultivator seemed to have thought of something, and then asked slightly suspiciously: "A place of forbidden spirits?"

    There was a hint of approval in the eyes of the middle-aged man surnamed Wang: "Zhang Daoyou is indeed from a forbidden law family. The bottom of the deep stream here is the legendary secret place of forbidden spirits, but it is not man-made.  It¡¯s caused by a naturally formed non-spiritual realm.¡±

    "So let's not waste time. Fellow Daoist Wang will lead the way, and I will follow behind. Let's settle this matter quickly. Staying in such a place for a long time will be detrimental to both you and me."

    The old man's tone seemed a little impatient, but the cultivator surnamed Wang reminded me: "Before leaving, you two need to promise me once again that in addition to the soul-suppressing secret treasure in the outer hall, the ones in the inner hall  We can¡¯t move anything.¡±

    Hearing this, the old man chuckled: "Since it is something agreed upon in advance, naturally he will not break his promise. When he enters the palace, everything will be subject to Fellow Daoist Wang's orders."

    The female cultivator on the side also smiled and nodded, which was regarded as agreement.

    The cultivator surnamed Wang then raised his head and looked into the fog, but there seemed to be a little hesitation on his face. However, after thinking about it for a moment, he still made up his mind and took a step forward.  The old man and the woman disappeared into the vast darkness

    One day a few months later, just as the Battle of Tianyue City started again, in a corner of an alley in Chunlan Pass, there was a man in red robe sitting against the wall, holding a wine bottle in one hand.  Holding a skewer of barbecue in one hand, he sat there lazily, drinking and eating meat from time to time.

    Not far away from him, there was a child about eleven or twelve years old, wielding a dagger and shouting powerfully at the corner of the alley.

    The young man glanced at him from time to time with his sleepy eyes, and then cursed: "What the hell!"

    Hearing this, the young man's face was filled with anger, but he did not dare to express it. He still danced the dagger in his hand with a roar, as if he wanted to vent all his anger.

    "Okay, okay, stop practicing. Those who know you are playing with a sword, but those who don't know think you are playing with a monkey."

    ????????????????????????????????He bit off the last piece of meat on the skewer and said, "They say they dance like a butterfly and pierce like a bee. Look, what's the difference between your sword and an orangutan wielding a stick?"

    The man in red shook the wine bottle in his hand as he spoke. It seemed that he could no longer hear the sound of the wine hitting the altar, so he threw out another spiritual stone to the young man who heard the words, and scolded him impatiently: "  Go and get another bottle of wine for the Za family."

    The boy¡¯s face was sweaty and full of reluctance. However, under the glare of the man in red, he obediently picked up the spirit stone and ran out of the alley.

    As he ran, he cursed: "You're such a slut, I'll stab you first when I finish practicing my sword!"

    As for why there is such hatred, it is not entirely because Guisun is not serious about teaching swordsmanship, but it is related to the rumors in the market.

    The place where they live now is located in the old urban area of ????Chunlanguan City. It is mostly a place where poor households gather, but they are also old neighbors.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Since the families live close to each other, and there are mostly lazy people, the most common topics for parents are gossips.

    ????????????????????? For example, the women of this family stole the man again, the man of that family was caught again, or the member of that family passed away, etc.

    And the news circulating in Huwazi¡¯s family is that the pretty widow of this family hooked up with a young and handsome young man not long after the man died.

    Not only is he willing to devote himself to others, but he also works from dawn to dusk to support them.

    ??Looking at that pretty boy, he looks really good and wears bright clothes, but he just doesn¡¯t do anything serious.

    Not only do you drink, eat, and sunbathe all day long, but you also took advantage of the pretty widow to go out and hooked up with another girl¡¯s daughter-in-law. Do you think it¡¯s irritating or not?

    And the widow also has a son, even Huwazi, who is running to get a drink for her grandson. She doesn¡¯t know where her mother got such a shameless man, and she is so shameless with him.

    Therefore, Huwazi didn¡¯t like to see his mother either. Except for eating, he hardly said a word to his mother.

    But having said that, even though the turtle grandson was lustful and lazy, he still showed good swordsmanship. This made Huwazi, who vowed to stand out, suddenly seem to see a ray of light.

    But if you want to ask for help from others, you have to do things for them. There is never a free lunch in the world.

    Huwazi knew this truth very well, but even though he felt that he had relaxed enough, every time this guy taught him swordsmanship, he always said: "For the sake of your mother being good tonight, I will teach you again."  you¡­¡­"

    This makes Huwazi so angry that he wants to stab him with a sword!

    It¡¯s just that my mother likes it

    ??Huwazi has tears in his eyes, he really likes it

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