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In the valley where the Canglong Sword Pond is located, the disciples of hundreds of Ancient Sword Mountains all looked up and looked into the distance, and they were all surprised.

The thief who infiltrated the Ancient Sword Mountain, infiltrated the Canglong Valley, trespassed into the forbidden land of the Sword Pool, destroyed the Sword Stone of Zhenshan, and finally snatched the Divine Sword, fled in full view of everyone after resisting the sect master and the two elders......

Jiang Yuanzi was silent for a long time at the empty sky, sighed, and said to himself: "It's the sword talisman of the human immortal again, and the escape talisman of the human immortal, it must be prepared, who is he......"

Zheng Su hesitated, and responded: "That's a wandering casual cultivator, and there is no blame for ......it."

Jiang Yuanzi turned his head: "No blame, if he is not guilty, who has ......?"

Zheng Su didn't know how to answer.

A woman in a green dress squeezed out of the crowd in the distance, bowed down and said, "The master of the sect knows that that person calls himself the Xuanyu ...... of Lingxia Mountain."

Jiang Yuanzi was a little surprised, and said in a deep voice: "It's good to come from Lingxia Mountain, it's good to ......" He didn't want to say more, but said in a deep voice: "The immortal escape, one escape five hundred miles." The two elders may not be able to catch up with the thief. The foundation building disciples of each peak all went down the mountain to inspect, and they were not allowed to let go of a single grass or tree within a radius of two thousand miles. But there is a see, life and death do not matter!"

And they took the commandment, and went away.

A moment later, Jiang Yuanzi returned to Jiantan.

He looked at the empty water, regretful, helpless, and confused, and couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief.

The sword stone that has been guarded for hundreds of years is just gone?, has that young boy obtained the nine-star divine sword?

At first, I thought he was related to the Shenzhou envoy, and he had to stay alive after scruples. Who would have thought that he would come from Lingxia Mountain, which was really unexpected. Whether it's true or not, you can't stop there. Miaoyuan and Miaoshan, if you Lingxia Mountain really dare to provoke my Gujian Mountain, don't blame me Jiang Yuanzi for turning his face and being ruthless......

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At the junction of Nanling Country and Huosha Country, there is a piece of Mangyuan.

With lush vegetation, streams and smooth avenues, it is a necessary place for the two countries to travel between the two countries.

In the afternoon of this day, in the shade of the trees beside the avenue, three carriages were resting. There were six or seven people in the handlebar type of the car, plus the cargo owner, some lying on the grass and pretending to sleep, some feeding the cattle with water, some packing their bags and preparing to hurry, and some squatting in the grass and pouting their buttocks.

Seeing that the hour was almost up, an old man who was half a hundred years old stood up from the shade of the tree and greeted: "This is still thirty miles away from Lishui Village, don't miss the accommodation, let's leave for the road......"

With a shout, everyone got busy.

The old man picked up an animal skin jacket and tied it around his waist, waved his hand and patted it, and with a hook of his toes, a short knife with a sheath jumped up on the ground, which he reached out and grabbed and inserted it behind his back. He spat at the palm of his hand again, wiped his gray beard, shook the car that walked to the nearest one, and suddenly his eyes widened, and he opened his mouth and scolded: "Ning Er, you have to pull a bubble of shit and urine until dark, don't you get back and drive......"

Before he could scold, laughter rang out all around.

A middle-aged man with a long face, dark and thin sat in front of the car, shook the whip in his hand with a crisp sound, and said with a smile: "That kid ate raw fish last night and ate a bad stomach, and he hasn't stopped today!"

A twenty-five or sixteen-year-old man put away the skin of drinking water, raised his feet and jumped into the cart, his short body was quite flexible, and then smiled: "Master Ma, you might as well give him a kick, so that he won't be able to lift his trouser waist if he pulls off......"

The old man named Ma Ye hummed, his face full of majesty.

A head stretched out in the grass a few feet away, and begged for mercy: "Ma Ye Hugh is going to be angry! Let me wipe my ass ......"

The man is Ning Er, twenty or thirty years old, with a flat nose, red eyes, and a grin. He tore off a few blades of grass with his hands and wiped them.

At this moment, a faint rumbling sound suddenly sounded in mid-air, which sounded extremely distant, but seemed to be close to the ear.

He looked up and said curiously: "The blue sky is white, where does the thunder come from......"

Ma Ye and a few men accompanying him also looked up, but they saw that the sky was clear and the wind was blowing, and it was not the season of thunder at all.

But in an instant, a flash of light fell from the sky, and then with a muffled "bang", it fell straight down not far from Ning Er, and suddenly the grass clippings and soil splashed, and there was a shaking within a radius of dozens of zhang. Even the horses pulling the cart were so frightened that they neighed and kicked their hooves.

Ning Er was so frightened that he sat on the ground, his face was pale, his body was stiff, he didn't dare to move, and muttered in his mouth: "I didn't do anything bad, why did I have to be struck by thunder...... Mom and Dad complained...... Split the ......" he rolled his eyes and fell diagonally.

Ma Ye and the other men were also stunned, and they were stunned one by one, at a loss.

I saw that next to the avenue a few feet away, there was an old man's dirt pit. And in the soil pit, there were two human legs upside down......

It took about half an hour for everyone to slowly come back to their senses.

Ma Ye looked at several companions, stretched out his hand to take the short knife out of its sheath, spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, and then stepped on it hard, and then he had the courage to move forward slowly. And several partners also got out of the car one after another, the whip and the wooden stick, all cautious and full of doubts.

It is not uncommon for thunder to fall on a sunny day, but it is rare for a person to fall.

And after a while, the two people stabbed themselves and rushed to the sky without any movement.

Approach the pit and see clearly. It turned out to be a man in green clothes, half of his body was submerged in the soil, only two legs remained, which looked quite strange.

Ma Ye stood on the edge of the pit, his eyes wide. After a while, he stretched out his short knife to test.

The thin-faced man said in a lost voice: "Ouch, it is not a god in the sky, and he fell upside down when he lost his foot......"

Ma Ye was so frightened that his hands trembled, he was so angry that he turned his head and glared, and scolded quietly: "You damn Dalang, have you ever seen a fairy on the ground like this?"

The thin-faced man called Da Lang, took a step back, smiled weakly, and said with a serious matter: "If it weren't for the immortals, how could it fall from the sky......?"

The short man was called the bull rammer, with a stick in both hands, and his head was dangling, and he couldn't tell why. Next to him stood another old man, dressed in a shabby cloth shirt, with messy beard, looking like he had been out of the wind and rain all the year round, and carrying a kitchen knife in his hand, and said with insight: "Let's see if it's dead or alive! If it's a dead person, or it may be caused by the five ghosts." If it is a living person, or if it is a god, it is still unknown if it falls down!"

Niu Tam said in surprise: "Daddy Hong, you even know how to carry the five ghosts, tsk......t"

The man known as Daddy Hong twitched his nose, his beard trembled, and he hummed: "Isn't it just the five ghosts to carry it? I don't know all about the corpse and inviting immortals, turning stones into gold, shrinking the ground into inches, sprinkling beans into soldiers, resurrecting the dead, and flying away!"

"Shut up!"

With a scolding, everyone at the edge of the pit fell silent. I saw Ma Ye touch it with a short knife again, and then stretched out his hand and gently pushed, the two legs were still unconscious, his courage gradually increased, he put the knife back to the sheath, and raised his hand with a wave: "It doesn't matter if he is dead or alive, a ghost or a god, and drag it up and take a look!"

No one around moved, just looked at each other.

Ma Ye snorted, raised his feet and went to the dirt pit, before he could make a move, he turned his head and called: "Da Lang, Niu Ram ......"

Seeing that they couldn't dodge, Da Lang and Niu Tam had to put away their whips, put down their sticks, and both stepped into the dirt pit.

Father Hong hurriedly waved the kitchen knife in his hand and signaled to the other two men: "And dodge, don't be swept away by the bloodlight, otherwise it will be terrible, and the gods will not be able to save ......"

Da Lang and Niu Tam's faces froze, and they hurriedly retreated.

Ma Ye said angrily: "Master Hong, don't make trouble!"

It turned out that Father Hong's real name was Master Hong, and he smiled, but he didn't forget to continue to hold the kitchen knife tightly, and put on a posture of slaying demons and eliminating demons.

Ma Ye stretched out his hand and grabbed a human leg, Da Lang and Niu Tam did not dare to slack off, stepped forward to hold another human leg, and worked together with each other, and then hurriedly let go, each of them sat on the ground with a flash.

Immediately after that, there was a "plop", and a young man fell straight to the road.

Daddy Hong said "oops", turned his head and ran, and didn't care about throwing away the kitchen knife, until he was five or six feet away, and then turned his head to look back in panic. The other two onlookers were also frightened and staggered, and one of them was tripped directly. Then someone screamed, "Oops...... Isn't I just soaking and urinating, why is it thunder and trampling again...... Always put the style, I will be your ancestors ......"

The man who tripped was called Chang Jiao, middle-aged, slightly fat, and opened his mouth to scold: "You dog-day Ning Er, you stinky to death!"

But in an instant, there was silence all around.

Everyone's eyes fell on one place, and they slowly leaned over.

On the road lay a young man in his early twenties, with a pale face, his eyes closed, a large hole in his shirt on his chest, and his body covered with mud and blood, standing straight and motionless.

Ma Ye walked closer, carefully squatted down, grabbed the cuffs with one hand, and stretched out two fingers with the other hand to test the nose of the person on the ground. After a while, he put his finger on the other party's neck. After a moment, he stood up thoughtfully.

Everyone was silent, waiting for an explanation.

Ma Ye groaned for a while, and then he said loudly: "This person is cold and stiff, and has no breath, no different from a dead person, but he seems to have a pulse, or he can return his soul is still unknown!"

It turned out that it was not a ghost or god who fell from the sky, but a half-dead man.

Everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but they were still puzzled.

Father Hong picked up the kitchen knife and affirmed: "As expected, this person was carried here by the five ghosts, or because the yang energy is not extinction, so he was abandoned!" Although it was nonsense, it also made everyone think it was true. If not, there is no way to explain it. As for what the five ghosts are carrying, God knows. He said to himself: "Master Ma, it's not early, it's important to hurry!"

Ma Ye pointed to the man on the ground, and said, "How to deal with it?"

Someone came over with his pants: "Wouldn't it be easy to bury it on the spot!"

Niu Tam and Da Lang hurriedly dodged, and Father Hong covered his nose and complained: "You kid, it doesn't matter if you pee on, why did you get covered with ......"

It was Ning Er who came, and said with a sad face: "I don't want to either, I just happened to sit on the ......"

Ma Ye waved his hand and said, "Barbarian, find him and change his clothes!"

There was also a seventeen or eighteen-year-old man present, who bowed his head and smiled, turned and walked away.

Ma Ye said again: "Although this person has come from a strange way, he has not yet died, if he is buried, he is very immoral, abandoned on the side of the road, and is not benevolent." And put him on the cart to check for a few days, if he can return his soul is the best, if not, then take care of it......!

Niu Tam and Da Lang had to step forward, but the man on the ground was cold and cold, and it was strangely heavy, and three or five people worked together to move it to the last big car.

After the panic of the people, they packed up.

The whip sounded, the horses' hooves kicked, the wheels rolled, and the line continued on......