Chapter 694

The man had a face weathered by wind and sun, his skin like leather worn down by a thousand rubbings. He wore a pair of straw sandals identical to the person who had left, suspected to have been bought from the same stall. His trouser legs were tied up, revealing half his calves; he only lacked a bamboo hat to be in the most common attire of a water-dweller.

However, a sword with a worn leather scabbard hung at his waist, and his shoulders and neck were not slightly hunched from years of labor; his entire posture was relaxed and upright.

Qian Qianyi watched him for a while, then slowly raised his hand in a salute: "He Wuzhu—"

The Five Elements Displacement Order in Fang Huairan's hand had already been activated, but he was in no hurry to leave, instead smiling as he watched the white-bearded old scholar.

The Chixiao Sword was originally a sharp blade above the Dao Artifact level; even if it became a Spirit Artifact, the Chixiao Sword Spirit remained.

The repairman walked out at this moment, wiping his palms. The instant he saw Shaniu, his eyes widened abruptly, and his body stiffened in place.

It was precisely because he had gone out to engage the Liu Zhong brothers that we were able to defeat the Li family guards; otherwise, relying on their horses, the Liu Zhong brothers would have been enough to scatter our ranks.

Fan Lang converted his own power into surging Buddhist power and released it, illuminating the heavens and the earth; the effect covered a radius of ten thousand miles.

After comparing, Ban Ming concluded that only when the heart had intense emotional fluctuations could he hear and see them.

Some high monks enter Nirvana to be reborn in the Pure Land. Some high monks enter Nirvana to slay demons. The sarira embedded in the Yuanmie Sword belonged to the latter; it condensed the power of Nirvana and held a great vow to slay demons, preferring not to be reborn so that it could slay demons and save the world.

Near the top of the Killing God Vine were two huge vine leaves, each spanning tens of thousands of miles, with a massive existence sitting cross-legged on each leaf.

The many human warriors who had escaped from the death tribulation exclaimed one after another, their expressions all spirited.

It could be said that the time had come; Li Zixiao could now openly "rebel."

Now, everyone finally knew why Ye Zifeng was sighing. This monster actually wanted to wipe out the short-selling forces in one fell swoop.

The Emperor of the Yan Kingdom took the IOU issued by Qin Meiniang to the Yan Kingdom from the hands of the Yan envoy, and then, after reading it very earnestly for a while, seeing that the IOU issued by Qin Meiniang to the Yan Kingdom also had the Jade Seal of the Nan Jin Feng Kingdom stamped at the bottom, he put down the IOU issued by the Nan Jin Feng Kingdom to the Yan Kingdom.

"What kind of situation could there be? He knows nothing about company management. I've been explaining it to him for several days; although he has a strong learning ability, he has no foundation and can't digest so much all at once." He Tianming had originally planned to train him into a talent within a month; now, with this situation, it was estimated to be a bit precarious.

Of course, by indulging the inner palace like this, he had another purpose, but it was not suitable for Yingchun to know yet.

Sanniangzi had the previous experience, so when she tracked and identified the traces again, her attention was all on the trees. After a search, she discovered footprints on several intermittent trees; these traces were broken, some very close together, others far apart.

Whether at school or at work, having left the restrictive work environment, Jiayu's life returned to a piece of tranquility, living every day in comfort and peace. She arranged four teaching sessions for herself each week, which both enriched herself and gave her a sense of honor for her love of piano music.

It seemed to be a tradition for the Jia family's sons to fear their fathers. Although he had a legitimate son, he was raised by the Old Matriarch and was not close to him at all. Yet Yingchun was the first child to smile at him, her eyes full of curiosity and closeness. In an instant, Jia She seemed to relive the joy he felt when he first learned he had offspring in his youth.

A young and handsome gardener, dead drunk among the flowers in spring, disheveled, lying on a stone; Xiangyu only caught a glimpse from afar, not expecting to lose her heart. She observed him for a long time, seeing him searching bitterly everywhere, wanting to find the Flower Queen of Mount Baima, and then transplant her back to the city with grafting techniques.