Lu Yuan looked at the talisman paper in front of him and was a little silent.

It wasn't his business, it should have been like this...

Unfortunately, something happened a little bit of a surprise. You should know that many of the girls in Fantasy Village have stuck near the upper edge. Compared with Feng Jian Youxiang, their combat power may be inferior to that of Feng Jian Youxiang, but their realm is almost the same. Therefore, some people accidentally gained some light balls and other things when they killed the reincarnation. They knew Lu Yuan and they couldn't help but ask, who made him a "outsider" who turned him into his own people.

Lu Yuanhe shouldn't have suddenly become interested. He held a ball of light and swayed in front of the foodie Xixing Temple Youyouzi, "Come on, just say the word 'dea'..."

Xixing Temple Youyouzi was eating her mouth so much that she was covered with sesame sticks on her mouth (even if you use swelling agent to make snacks, you should be more conscientious about your taste...). After hearing the request of Lu Yuan, the owner, she obediently said to the light ball, "Shit~".

Then... nothing...

I forgot to say that the role of the White Jade Tower under the control of Youyouzi, the Westward Temple, is probably the same as the Hall of Hell in China. In short, it is the highest organization for dealing with the dead. Youyouzi just said something in a unclear way. The light ball "gaba" cracked into two petals, and a black smoke emerged from it with a scream. The reincarnation person then died and his soul was destroyed! He did not even lose his equipment...

Seeing that there was no spoil, Lu Yuan suddenly felt that he was indifferent and went to something else. But the monsters were bored and it was rare to encounter such an interesting thing... Since then, everyone came with the light ball with great enthusiasm, looking at Youyouko, the Westward Temple, while eating, and saying **... It was so interesting.

Only the soul demon dream is so sad that he wants to commit suicide.

Lu Yuan also found it quite interesting. If h7n9 hadn't told him that the master was crazy and the reward pattern on Lu Yuan's head had increased by more than three times in an instant... You should know that Lu Yuan's previous reward pattern might be just one bottle of Penglai medicine in Fantasy Township. The medicine that makes people immortal.

Triple, those rounds are now or almost thrilled by the rewards.

So everyone knows that Lu Yuan just owes a little bit, and it is not his business. But now that things have come to him, he knows that he can't hide.

Lu Yuan squinted his eyes, took the talisman paper, and sensed the demonic power on it. The demonic power is an emotional power... Sure enough, the talisman paper is Meihong. And it is indeed the talisman paper that she picked off from her body after she was caught... It was full of unwillingness. Fujiwara Meihong has the bloodline of an immortal bird, and is a Penglai person. Even if there is only one cell left, it can be reborn. Logically speaking, it is grabbed. At worst, it is impossible to commit suicide again. There should be no things she is afraid of in this world.

Unfortunately, Lu Yuan knew that this little girl was extremely afraid of loneliness, so she could do it so well. If she was exiled to the dimensional space and imprisoned in a space without any sounds or objects, Fujiwara Meihong would probably go crazy soon. Her heart... was so fragile. There was never a shortage of reincarnations with such means.

So this threat. Lu Yuan had to eat it. Lu Yuan squinted his eyes and smiled. He looked at the very casual swordsman in front of him... His face really had the urge to pour sulfuric acid on it.

"Say." Lu Yuan lifted his long gown and sat down on the chair with a big golden knife, without any intention of asking that person to sit. Both of them were wearing traditional Chinese long gowns. If you look closely, you would still be different. Lu Yuan's long gown was fat and big. It was the most common long gown, which was similar to the monk robe he used to wear. There were stains on it on it and the holes that were splashed when he was hitting iron.

"I'm Wang Ping..." The person who came introduced himself very freely. The long gown he wore should have been modified in a modern way. Not only was it more slim, but it also had special designs on his waist and shoulders, making him look tall and straight. With a black long sword, he looked even more extraordinary.

Two long gowns make it clear what the character difference between the two people is.

"I didn't ask what your name is!" Lu Yuan frowned and interrupted directly! Lu Yuan raised the talisman paper in his hand, "The left and right are just errands, I'm not interested in knowing your name. Tell me your purpose directly!"

Wang Ping had to stop. Although he was still smiling reluctantly, his back teeth were chewing tightly and his eyes were staring at Lu Yuan. He paused for a long time before he said hard, "Go to the back mountain of Boli..."

Lu Yuan stared at his eyes and observed.

After Wang Ping finished speaking, Lu Yuan muttered in a low voice, "And, this must be kept..." After that, with a move, a dark iron ruler appeared out of thin air in Lu Yuan's hand. When he held the iron ruler, his body sank down, and even the floor under his feet made a creaking moan, which showed its weight.

Lu Yuan's "sword" was forged for half a year again. During this period, Xiaoyu carved the sword talisman three times, and finally no longer looked like a stick. Now it is a four-foot-long iron ruler, flat front and back, uniform throughout, and looks a bit like a weapon.

Not only that, I don’t know if it’s because of the spirituality of the metal or the miraculous effect of the Shushan Sword Talisman - this sword has become heavier and heavier as it is forged, and now it has far exceeded the weight of the metal ingot itself... Where is your sister’s law of conservation of mass?!

*******

Lu Yuan has been using magic to detect Wang Ping's superficial thoughts and guide his thoughts by asking questions. Therefore, Lu Yuan had already known the answer long before Wang Ping answered, and it was much more detailed than what he said. In Wang Ping's superficial memory, Fujiwara Meihong was locked in a transparent cage of dodecahedral, sitting dejectedly, and several people stood scattered around. Looking at the surrounding scenery, it was the scenery of the valley behind Mount Boli.

The Asakusa valley is actually quite far away from the Hori Shrine.

Although the location is behind the Hakuri Shrine, in theory, the Hakuri Shrine is already the edge of the Fantasy Village. Behind the shrine, there should be a mountain formed by folding space that can never be walked out of endlessly. The landform here only exists between reality and illusion, so it will change frequently. I am afraid that no one knows how to describe this place except Yasuo Yuzu, who created the Fantasy Village and the manager Bori Lingmeng.

What went beyond Lu Yuan's surprise was that this group of people was not trying to kill Lu Yuan's main force. On the contrary, it was precisely because in their eyes that Lu Yuan was already a dying person that they had to seize the time to create an opportunity to fight Lu Yuan! Because they didn't know who was spreading the news - Lu Yuan is the real number one master in Fantasy Township! Defeating Lu Yuan became a necessary step to fight Fantasy Township alone.

Therefore, the strongest people among the reincarnationists gathered together and grabbed Fujiwara Meihong to force Lu Yuan to compete.

That's all.

Since that's the case, Lu Yuan looked at Wang Ping... You're lucky, he could only give up the attempt to kill him now.

Wang Ping only thought that Lu Yuan took out the sword from his portable space, and he was a little despised. Of course, a swordsman had to keep his sword away from his body at all times to cultivate the sensing of the sword. How could he know that Lu Yuan took the "iron sword" out of thin air from the forging platform of the secret room through several meters of earth. This hand was so wise that Lu Yuan didn't know the principle, he could only do it.

Lu Yuan gestured the iron bars on his waist, and it was obvious that the belt could not be supported. He could only hold it in his hand and said softly. "Let's go!"

After saying that, Lu Yuan took a big step and took the lead.

Wang Ping walked behind him and looked at Lu Yuan's back. His eyes flashed. His hands tightly grasped the hilt of the black sword. Although he was eager to try, he didn't know why, but he never really pulled it out. Because Lu Yuan's pace was usually moving forward, he stood at the most uncomfortable angle when he set out his sword every time.

Wang Ping was so sad that he wanted to vomit and bleeding after just doing a few preparatory moves to draw the sword.

After no one was seen, Lu Yuan let out his feet and ran wildly. Wang Ping was chasing behind him, and he was becoming more and more surprised! Because he was following behind, he did not mention the specific location before, but looking at Lu Yuan's movement trajectory, he clearly pointed straight at the location where his elder brother was!

But Lu Yuan's speed was extremely fast, just stuck at the node where he had to use his full strength to keep up, making him run wildly with his breath and unable to even ask a word.
Chapter completed!