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Chapter 100: Toothpicks of Violence

Yang Xiu planned to write a hidden talisman.

The bones are too huge and will definitely not be taken away. Besides, the spiritual energy here is surging, and it will be discovered by other monks and monsters in the future. The best way is to hide the things first and come quietly to use them in the future. A hidden talisman cannot cover the spiritual energy of the bones, but a large array of hundreds or thousands of spiritual talismans can do it.

Yang Xiu was in a good mood, bowed his head and focused on writing quickly, and complicated Taoist talismans were freshly released. At this moment, a thin voice suddenly came from the remains of the spirit turtle: "You can't move these things."

Yang Xiu held the brush in his hand and was fully focused. The Chinese characters on the Taoist Talisman were written in a beautiful and elegant manner. As a result, a child's voice suddenly came from the green dragon and turtle corpse. Meng Lu, who was originally standing beside stroking the turtle shell, screamed "Oh", and rushed back with a flash of lightning and jumped directly to Yang Xiu's back. Yang Xiu was also shocked, and a Taoist Talisman declared it was scrapped.

Turning his head and looking, a black shadow was hiding in the skull of the spirit turtle, timidly lying his head out from the skull's eye socket. What was Yang Xiuxin saying about it? He had already checked one side just now, and there was nothing else except a bunch of bones inside?

However, Yang Xiu could see that the other party had no malice, so he reached out and pressed the long sword that Meng Lu raised down, signaling Meng Lu to calm down, and then he said to the other party: "Who are you?"

The little thing who made a sound seemed very scared. After hesitating for a long time, hesitating slowly out of the bones. Only then did Yang Xiu and the others see clearly what each other looked like.

This is a little boy who looks four or five years old. He is combed on his head, with a white and fat, big eyes and small nose. His limbs are like four snow-white lotus roots, and they are very cute. But behind the little boy, he is carrying a big green turtle shell. The length of the turtle shell is almost the same as his height. When he walks, he shakes his way, making people worry that this cute little guy will be overwhelmed and fall down at any time.

Is this a little goblin from the Turtle Clan?

"It's Xuan Snake Turtle!"

Meng Lu couldn't help but exclaim, holding Yang Xiu's sleeve with both hands and shaking his little face turned black and red. He said excitedly: "It's the Xuanbiao Turtle Clan that protects the wilderness! Sir, you can't hurt him!"

The little boy smiled after hearing Meng Lu's words, and his nervous expression relaxed a lot. Yang Xiu patted Meng Lu's forehead and smiled: "Of course I won't hurt him. What are you anxious about?"

The Xuanbiao Turtle is famous in the wilderness, and is even more famous than the Qiyun Long Turtle clan.

The monsters of this clan belong to the heaven and earth spirit race. The most special thing is that the newborn can turn into human form ten years after birth, which is very rare among turtle spirit beasts. Therefore, Meng Lu recognized the identity of the little boy at a glance.

The Xuan Snake Turtle clan has outstanding strength and is also the top among the big monsters, but he is naturally kind and peaceful. He never participates in the fight between monsters and humans. There are even stories about Xuan Snake Turtle getting close to the human race and saving people from danger. Over the past thousands of years, Xuan Snake Turtle has prevented the monsters from killing humans more than once and saved the lives of many people in Qincheng. Therefore, the people in the Twelve Villages of Qincheng respect the Xuan Snake Turtle very much. This powerful and powerful creature is similar to the giant mountain spirit. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the guardian god of the wild human race.

The Xuan Snake Turtle rarely appears once in a hundred years. It is regarded as the supreme auspiciousness by people, so Menglu is so excited.

Yang Xiu is not a bloodthirsty person, let alone such a cute child... although this child may be several times older than Yang Xiu.

"Don't be afraid. We are from Luanshi Village, the 12 villages in Qincheng,"

Yang Xiu squatted down and showed a kind smile, raised the Taoist talisman in his hand at the little boy, "This is a hidden talisman, not an aggressive Taoist talisman, we will not hurt you."

The little boy hesitated for a moment. He walked from the bones to Yang Xiu and the others, and was still a little scared at first. But after all, he was still a child's character. With Meng Lu's existence, he quickly relaxed. Yang Xiu also learned the origin of this bone from the other party.

The little boy called himself Xiao Xuan, whose skeleton was his grandfather, a powerful figure in the Xuan Crafting Turtle clan with a towering cultivation. Five years ago, Xiao Xuan's grandfather was seriously injured and had to claim himself to be in the stone mountain. Before he died, he told Xiao Xuan that there would be people coming to pick him up.

However, five years have passed, and for some reason, the clan members have never appeared. There are many dangers in the Hundred Poison Valley. Xiao Xuan has limited cultivation and cannot leave alone. He waited in the stone cave for five years. Fortunately, Xiao Xuan has the blood of Xuan snapping turtle and enters dormant state independently. Five years is just a time to wake up in a dream. It was not until the formation in the stone cave that Xiao Xuan woke up.

Yang Xiu turned his mind a little. He recalled the information he knew and wanted to guess what happened five years ago. Xiao Xuan's grandfather's cultivation level would not be lower than that of the Qihai Period. What kind of changes would cause a big monster to die here?

Meng Lu and Xiao Xuan were very close, and soon started chatting. Yang Xiu was thinking about whether to talk to Xiao Xuan. After all, this was his grandfather's corpse, and he took the sacrifice and trained it into a puppet without a sound, which seemed a bit unreasonable.

At this moment, a loud "rumbling" sound suddenly came from the entrance of the cave, and the sound was loud in the closed cave, which shocked people's ears buzzed. Yang Xiu's heart sank, knowing that what he was most worried about was still happening: someone else discovered this place!

The other party was coming very quickly. Before Yang Xiu could hide with Meng Lu and Xiao Xuan, a stream of spiritual pressure had already gushed out from the entrance of the cave, bringing out a pile of spider corpses, and several figures also appeared at the entrance of the cave at the same time.

The leader was nine feet tall, with a leopard head and a beard, and a bowl-sized stick with murderous aura. Three people followed him, one of them was Huang Qi who had been taught a lesson by Yang Xiu before, and he was also carrying a big stick, with scars left on his forehead from the last time he hit the rockery.

"Yang Hu! Hahaha!"

Huang Qi saw Yang Xiu next to the remains of the spirit turtle at a glance. He couldn't help laughing. He looked extremely hated in his beastly eyes. He gritted his teeth and said to the man in charge: "Brother, that person is Yang Hu, the academy teacher. Today I must peel his skin to make a human skin drum! He is a businessman outside the wilderness, and there must be a lot of good things on him. I want him to watch his things be taken away by me and die in pain!"

The strong man in the head was named Huang Jun, who was Huang Qi's brother. At this time, Huang Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the remains of the turtle that was shining brightly in the distance, looked at Yang Xiu again, and said proudly: "Kill them and leave that little turtle behind. He is the best spiritual medicine lead, don't waste his blood."

The three of them said yes and sneered at Yang Xiu and the other two. Huang Jun walked slowly behind him, as if he wanted to carefully observe the scene of his prey's death. Huang Jun was in a very good mood. Today, he came to Baipo Poison Valley to collect some poisons and go back to refine medicine, but he didn't expect that there would be such a harvest. The remains of the adult Xuan Snake Turtle, and it seemed that his cultivation was towering during his lifetime, probably not inferior to his father. This is the best refining material that is rare in a thousand years.

As for the little turtle carrying a green shell, it is even more amazing. The young Xuan Snapping Turtle gathers the essence of heaven and earth. Its flesh and blood have the aura of the flesh and bones of the living dead. It is said that refining it into a spiritual pill can extend life by at least a hundred years! This is a towering fortune.

"Sir, go quickly, that's Huangqi's elder brother!" Meng Lu grabbed Xiao Xuan with one hand and pulled Yang Xiu's clothes with the other, shouting anxiously.

Huang Jun is a famous young general in Qin City. He has no mention of the fifth level of body tempering and has extremely rich combat experience. It is said that he once went deep into the wilderness alone for a month and killed a group of demon wolves with the fourth level of body tempering. It is really a terrible reputation.

Moreover, Huang Jun hated the human race very much, and it is said that it has something to do with the massacres of several families in Qincheng. However, there is no definite evidence. Huang Jun and Huang Qi's father are powerful monsters in the wilderness, and no one can touch them.

Yang Xiu held the sword in one hand, without any movement. There was only one entrance to the cave, and there were two oil bottles, so he had to fight in one battle no matter what.

Huang Qi came close to him and looked at Yang Xiu with grim smile: "Little boy, to say that this is called a cycle of cause and effect, you humans, you are not happy with retribution. Do you regret the stupid things you did? Haha~ I will press your head into the crack of the rock in a while, and then steam these two little boys to eat!"

The three of them showed mockery and did not rush to take action. They wanted to see Yang Xiu's fear and anxiety, and even cried and knelt down on the ground and begged for mercy. Unfortunately, Yang Xiu just asked the two children to retreat into the bones, and he held the sword and looked calm.

"The Xuanbiao Turtle is the most auspicious sign of the 12 villages of Qincheng. If you kill the descendants of Xuanbiao Turtle and want to use his flesh and blood to refine elixirs, aren't you afraid that Qincheng will blame him?" Yang Xiu pinched a Taoist talisman in his hand and said slowly.

"What a mysterious snapping turtle, why don't I know? Have you seen it?"

Huang Qi asked the other two, pretending to shake his head, and smiled proudly: "The spiritual energy of Baipo Valley is thin, there is nothing in this empty cave, haha~ Yang Hu, beg for mercy quickly, let me see how you are afraid of pissing. Maybe I can just click when I knock your head open~"

"You'd better worry about yourself..." Yang Xiu muttered in a low voice, his body moving like a rabbit, and instantly shot out from the spot, holding the Bai Lu Jian with an attitude of intending to fight with each other.

Huang Qi was disdainful in his heart, and roared and swung his big stick and rushed towards him. The other two rushed to Yang Xiu's flank, one left and one right, and also made a desperate move. However, when both sides were still two meters away, the white deer sword in Yang Xiu's hand came out like lightning and shot directly at Huang Qi's face.

The few people were stunned. They were frightened by Yang Xiu's charge just now. Now they remembered that Yang Xiu had the fourth level of body tempering and could control the flying sword! Huang Qi hurriedly used an iron stick to protect his body. With a "ding!", he bounced the long sword, and when he looked up, he saw a terrifying scene.

Yang Xiu had cut into the left side of the person, let the other party's mace and punched the other party's door with one punch. Compared with the three, Yang Xiu's figure was so thin that it was unremarkable. His arms were swung against the other party's huge head, like two fragile toothpicks. The other party didn't take Yang Xiu seriously at all, and even pushed his head forward, intending to knock Yang Xiu out directly.

"Praise!" A crisp sound came from the cave, and two toothpicks were effortlessly pounding each other's head. Brain blood burst out, splashing Yang Xiu's face.
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