Chapter 47 The First Way of Assassination

The two have been in the inn for several days and have been in peace. Ji Ziyan has been very quiet and has not caused any trouble to Lin Junxuan. Lin Junxuan always felt that her appearance was strange in her heart. In the first few days, Lin Junxuan was still hesitating about how to deal with the girl, but he also thought about it these few days. The ancients said it was good, that is, if you come, you should be at peace, and if you meet it, just accept it. Everything goes with the flow, maybe at any time, the two will separate. As for the confusing parts on her, Lin Junxuan is too lazy to pursue it. Everyone has their own secrets, as long as Ji Ziyan is not bad for her, that's fine.

A low breath of darkness came, and Lin Junxuan felt that Ji Ziyan had fallen asleep, so he continued to close his eyes and practice.

"Aowu!" A low cry came from the room. On the floor beside Lin Junxuan, a snow-white little snow fox spread out his limbs, jumped out of nothingness, and landed gently on the floor.

"Aowu!" Xiaoxue Fox Yin Ling'er stretched his waist on the floor, and the silver-white fur all over his body suddenly rippled like waves. In the darkness, Yin Ling'er emitted a circle of silver-white light like the moon, and a light source suddenly appeared in the dark room. The silver light like the bright moon quickly disappeared, and Xiaoxue Fox Yin Ling'er returned to normal again, and her two bright eyes as bright as pearls looked straight at Lin Junxuan.

"The practice is over," Lin Junxuan opened his eyes, smiled and reached out to touch Yin Ling'er's head.

"Woo!" Yin Ling'er slammed the ground with her claws, screaming softly, lowering her head embarrassedly.

Lin Junxuan looked carefully for a while before saying, "With your current cultivation and the help of the 'spirit gathering array', you can enter and release your fourth tail in about three months." The more tails the fox clan have, the stronger the power. When it reaches the level of the four tails, it is not far from the transformation of the five tails. Once Yin Ling'er practices five tails, he can transform into a human.

"Woo!" Yin Ling'er hugged Lin Junxuan's legs and grinded, like a little girl acting coquettishly. Lin Junxuan stroked her head and chuckled silently. Her eyes looked to the side. To ordinary people, it seemed dark and there was nothing and place. Lin Junxuan saw a milky white light column, hanging from the sky, running through the roof, and not on the floor. On the floor, there were eight round stones distributed along the edge of the milky white light column, which were the "spirit gathering array".

In the past few days, Lin Junxuan, with the help of the initial "infinite starry sky" in the sea of ​​consciousness, and with the content of the scriptures in "Qimen Dunjia", finally deduced the "spirit gathering array". Lin Junxuan entered the country too quickly and entered two ranks in a short time. The most important thing at present is to stabilize the realm, so he was first used by Yin Ling'er.

After grinding against Lin Junxuan for a while, the little snow fox bounced his limbs and flew up, gently landed on the bed. He looked back at Lin Junxuan, and curled up his body beside Ji Ziyan's head and got up.

Among all things, humans are the leader of the priests. In the path of practicing Taoism, humans are naturally superior to the demon clan. Although the little snow fox has three tails, it still needs sleep.

Looking at the snow fox sleeping beside Ji Ziyan, Lin Junxuan felt thoughtful. Before the demon clan practiced Taoism, his consciousness was chaotic and basically in a daze. Then he absorbed the vital energy of heaven and earth, and then slowly opened his spiritual consciousness. Yin Ling'er's current realm can only be said to be equivalent to a child of one or two years old. The spiritual gathering array has great advantages in absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but the spiritual gathering array cannot open the spiritual consciousness.

"In the future, you might as well teach her to read and read on the road, teach her the saint's dictionary to help her open up her spiritual consciousness," Lin Junxuan thought in his heart. It only takes more than ten years or twenty years for humans to become consciously enlightened. In this process, the teachings recorded by the saints in the dictionary played a great role. It can be said that humans have completely separated from animals from their own writing records.

The demon clan has no writing, and in the process of their practice of Taoism, there is no saint's book scripture to open up spiritual consciousness. For the demon clan, they can only explore alone during the growth process. Normally, this process takes nearly a hundred years, and some of it is normal for thousands of years. This is also the place where the demon clan's cultivation is inferior to humans. It can be achieved by humans in about one hundred years of cultivation, but it is not strange that the demon clan has been practicing for hundreds of years and is still in the Golden Elixir stage.

He closed his eyes and practiced in peace until dawn, and Lin Junxuan stopped practicing.

After washing the next day, Lin Junxuan threw a silver bill to the counter and took Ji Ziyan and Yin Ling'er out.

"Customer, walk slowly," the shopkeeper said with a smile as he watched Lin Junxuan and Ji Ziyan cross the door. After the two left, the shopkeeper put the silver in the counter, the faces of Lin Junxuan and Ji Ziyan flashed in his mind, and the old shopkeeper's face suddenly stopped.

"This young man is so familiar..." The old shopkeeper muttered, and suddenly pulled open another drawer, which contained a stack of scrolls. The old shopkeeper opened the scroll and saw the first portrait of Lin Junxuan.

"It's him!" The old shopkeeper suddenly shook his heart, pushed the drawer, and suddenly reached out to a guy not far away and shouted: "Old Zhao, come here and get in for a while. I'll come in and come soon."

"Okay, shopkeeper, go." Old Zhao, who was hunched, his hands were covered with calluses, was honest and honest, walked towards the counter with a hair. The old shopkeeper nodded, lifted the curtain, turned around and walked into the inner room.

"Pu Da!" After a while, a white dove flapped up from the roof of the inn, spread its wings and headed towards the east. A man in green walked out of the inn and chased after Lin Junxuan and others when he left.

After the chaotic times, the world was settled. This situation of everything waiting to be done was when many ancient families expanded their forces. Few people knew that almost the entire world's restaurants and inns were under the control of the Oriental families.

Outside the Fencheng Post Road, a carriage covered with black cloth was heading west, with speed neither fast nor slow. In the carriage were Lin Junxuan and Ji Ziyan, and the little snow fox Yin Ling'er curled up at their feet. Lin Junxuan was not rushing, and his promise to Mr. Jian this year was basically completed. Although he was squandered the legendary sword sect, Mr. Jian said before his death that his father had a way to know, so he naturally knew.

"If Master hears the rumor of the 'Four Swords', he should know that I have gone down the mountain." Sitting in the car, Lin Junxuan suddenly missed his master Songyu. Since Xiaoshan was besieged, the two of them had never met again. Now it has been more than three years. After knowing Master Songyu's past, Lin Junxuan knew that Master was actually a pitiful person. He left Fangcun Sect to pursue the truth of the past. The world is vast, and Lin Junxuan doesn't know where he is, and how the truth is found.

"Where are we going?" Ji Ziyan asked in the carriage, and she was sitting next to Lin Junxuan.

"Ailao Mountain!" Lin Junxuan said calmly.

"Oh!" Ji Ziyan glanced at Lin Junxuan and lowered her eyelids. On her face, Lin Junxuan saw a hint of confusion, obviously very unfamiliar with this place name. Although sometimes Lin Junxuan couldn't help but wonder if she was a lady from a family who escaped marriage, and her ability to accept cultivators was too natural, Lin Junxuan was also confused when she saw this confused expression. Her expression was definitely not like pretending. Obviously, she had never heard of these Ailao Mountain, which is famous in the world of cultivating.

Lin Junxuan was about to explain Ailao Mountain to Ji Ziyan, but suddenly frowned and then suddenly closed his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Ji Ziyan asked in surprise when she saw Lin Junxuan's expression was strange.

"Don't talk!" Lin Junxuan held a firm palm and said. On both sides of the post road were two rows of green ancient trees. It was midsummer, and each branch grew lushly. In addition to the cicadas, there was a "hoof clatter" sound of horse hooves. The surroundings were quiet, but under this surface calmness, Lin Junxuan clearly felt a murderous aura from the air.

The swordsman, the fierce soldier, and the White Tiger Star are extremely murderous stars. Lin Junxuan practiced the infinite sword for a long time, and his mind was in harmony with the White Tiger Star, and his continuous absorption of the sword energy in the Zhuxian Sword, so he was very sensitive to this murderous aura.

Confucianism pursues spiritual perfection, and Lin Junxuan immerses himself in calligraphy and gradually gains the samadhi. The moment he closes his eyes, Lin Junxuan suddenly feels the six murderous auras burst out, and the source of the murderous aura is - under the carriage.

"Be careful!" Lin Junxuan suddenly shouted, grabbed Ji Ziyan with one hand, hooked the little snow fox under his feet, and slammed his body directly into the top of the carriage.

"Kill!" Almost at the same time, a low shout came from the ground. The sound fell. The skeleton of the carriage under Lin Junxuan shattered, and countless wooden debris shot out from the place. Through the pieces of wooden debris, Lin Junxuan clearly saw five black-clad masked men breaking out of the air like spirit snakes, chasing them and coming to chase them with a long sword in hand.

A blood flashed, and in front of the carriage, the blue-clothed coachman's throat splattered three feet long, and he died first. "Yu Yu!" Incident happened suddenly, four tall horses were tilted with four hooves, screaming, and running forward madly.

"Go away!" When Lin Junxuan broke through the roof of the horse chassis, he happened to see the driver who died. Lin Junxuan hugged Ji Ziyan in his hand and hooked Xiao Xue Fox on his feet. It was too late to rescue the driver. He flew into the sky. Lin Junxuan pushed Ji Ziyan and Xiao Xue Fox left and right, and threw it into the jungle on the side of the road. At the same time, his palm slapped the guqin on his body, and the secret groove opened, and the Zhuxian Sword broke out from the zither.

"Go!" The masked man in black roared softly. Two of them separated, one on the left and one on the right, rushed towards Xiaoxuehu and Ji Ziyan, while the other fourth-grade men held long swords in their hands and continued to rush towards Lin Junxuan.

Lin Junxuan saw a man rushing towards Ji Ziyan, and his mind moved. A long red rainbow rose from the sky and chased the masked man in black. At the same time, his palm slapped the flying Zhuxian sword sheath. With a "boom", a ball of light that was several times more dazzling than the sun burst out in the sky. The eyes made people unable to open their eyes. The light suddenly rose. Immediately afterwards, a cold sword energy of hundreds of feet long fell heavily from the sky with the force of slashing the sky.

"ah!"

Amid the screams, the man in black who rushed forward was the first to be the brunt of the attack. He was swallowed by the sword immortal energy, and his body was cracked into countless bloodshots and exploded. Lin Junxuan killed a man in black with one sword, but the other three masked men in black were not moved at all. His body shook, his speed did not decrease but increased, and he divided into three directions and shot towards Lin Junxuan...
Chapter completed!