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74. Realm is not a decisive matter

"I offended them in relation to the elders. All the matters were done by the elders. Logically speaking, Taiyi Jinxian could join the elders. But why didn't I hear the news? Did I change the rules and not do normal things, but I just planned to plot against others and set up an organization? Fellow Taoist, if anyone doesn't offend me, I won't offend me. I just want to practice well and don't mess with me, otherwise, you can do it!" Mo Xian's words contained a hidden threat. Although it was a general warning, what shocked Dan Fengzi was that Mo Xian mentioned what organization that made him think of the Shadow Club.

He smiled awkwardly and said, "Fellow Taoist is joking. Taiyi Jinxian can be an elder, but you practice too quickly. In just a few decades, you have jumped to level two. This situation can be said to be unprecedented. Generally, the elders have followed Taiyi Scattered Numbers and inspected for a period of time. Your situation caught the elders off guard and don't know how to deal with you. Don't worry, I will definitely fight for it. After all, you are a member of Meng Yingqiu."

Dan Fengzi complained secretly in his heart. Mo Xian must have known about the Shadow Club. This is warning himself that he has to turn around and tell others that he should not make things irritated for the innate magic weapon. He has innate magic weapon and his combat power should at least be overturned.

He thought it was well covered up, but Mo Xian shook his head, thought about it with a little thought, but he thought about these things. He thought about it in reverse, and he was crazy about it. He actually had his own devils and what he did, and he actually had his own wishes and gave others his thoughts. If a person's mind was not pure, take practice as an example, if there was distracting thoughts in his mind, he would naturally have nothing to do. He sighed and his mood was depressed, but he adjusted immediately.

Tu Xuan arrived at Lai City, the capital of Donglai Kingdom. He came back decades later. But things and people changed in the world. Decades have passed. The general protecting the country, Yi Ci, has passed away, and his title was inherited by his eldest son Yi Ling. Yi Ling is fierce and looks like a father, but his official voice is not as good as his father, but he has a different ambition. A mountain-opening axe can be said to be a magic weapon. Ordinary monsters dare not attack him at all, and cultivate his arrogance.

Tu Xuan arrived outside the general's mansion. When the soldiers guarding the gate saw him, they immediately drove him away: "Go! Go! It's so unlucky. I remember when the old master was there, I hated Taoist priests and monks the most. Now the general hates you even more, why don't you leave quickly!"

Tu Xuan was stunned. Didn’t I hate Taoist priests when Yi Ci was there? Why did this happen? He didn’t think about it carefully. In fact, since Yi Ci was used by Tu Xuan that time, he began to hate Taoist priests and others.

Tu Xuan did not expect that the secret cause he planted had tasted the evil consequences. He became angry and looked at the General's Mansion deeply. The people in your mansion were just used for the nutrition of my altar. When he saw this, the soldier glared: "I am not convinced. You Taoist monks and monks are not engaged in childbirth, but are specialized in sowing trouble. Let's dig out your eyes!"

A silver bell-like laughter came from the door, not a maid, a lady or a wife, Tu Xuan's ears stood up, turned around and walked away, plotting in his heart and sneering. Tonight is the time for the general's mansion to be destroyed.

As night fell, the general's mansion was having a big banquet for guests, and the dignitaries and nobles pushed cups and gave them cups. The maid Ruhua shuttled through the guests' banquet. They did not notice that the general's mansion was covered by thick fog. Tu Xuan walked over and walked over and the soldiers in the door held their waists and shouted: "Who is it?"

Tu Xuan looked up and the two soldiers recognized him. Wasn’t they the black-clothed Taoist who came here in the day? One soldier frowned: “Are you a fool or sick? Didn’t you tell you that my general dislikes Taoist monk the most. Why don’t you get out of here!”

Tu Xuan said lightly: "You tell me to get out, it's great, then you'll die!" As soon as he finished speaking, a black light fell from the sky. It was night. The two soldiers could not see the black line at all. They were stunned immediately. Then a shrill scream sounded. The two soldiers watched their skin disappear, then their muscles disappeared, their internal organs disappeared, and only white skeletons were left. The soul had just emerged from their bodies. Tu Xuan opened his mouth and threw it into his mouth. It seemed as if he heard a whimper. Tu Xuan smacked his lips, as if he was aftertaste!

"Monster, since you dare to harm the people here!" A sword light flew out of the sky, with a man wrapped in the middle. He was the earth immortal Sima Cheng. He happened to pass by. Seeing the black air in front of him, he opened his eyes and happened to see this sight. He was furious and his body and sword were united, trying to cut Tu Xuan under the sword.

Tu Xuan raised his head and sneered: "The pearl of rice grains also shines!" A claw stretched out from behind his head, quickly became larger, separated the sword light, grabbed Sima Cheng with one hand, and Sima Cheng screamed, three lights burst out from the cover of the sky, and combined together, the soul broke through the air.

Sima Cheng gave up and walked very simply. Even Tu Xuan did not expect that he stuffed the body into his mouth with a harsh sound. With a click, he turned around and walked into the general's mansion.

In the general's mansion, Yi Ling was accepting the flattery of the guests. He heard a faint scream. He put down his wine glass and asked the people next to him: "What sound did you hear?"

"No, General, the banquet is so noisy, how can there be any sound? Besides, the general's mansion is so majestic in the hearts of the people, even the palace is not as good as the palace!" A man dressed in a civil servant said flatteringly.

Hearing this, Yi Ling laughed loudly. Everyone present flattered each other. There was only one person in the corner who was loyal and righteous. When he saw this scene, he cried in his heart. The king was weak and General Yi had a disobedient heart. Now everyone knows Sima Zhao's heart. From their unscrupulous words, it can be seen that many ministers in the court were involved in the general's disciples.

He sighed in his heart, but he was powerless. At this moment, the noisy sound suddenly calmed down. What's going on? He raised his head.

The door was pushed open, and a man dressed in Taoist priest walked in silently. Everyone was shocked because everyone knew that the general hated Taoist priests and monks the most, saying that Taoist priests and monks were not allowed to be born, and even wrote a letter to expel Taoist priests and monks. He had a mountain axe in his hand, so he didn't have to be afraid of monsters and monsters. Taoist priests and monks only had a little effect in the eyes of the world. Although Donglai Kingdom did not drive away Taoist priests and monks, Taoist and monks in the country were absolutely sad. Generally, some capable Taoist priests and monks went to other countries.

But at the general's banquet, a Taoist priest walked in in a noble manner. What's going on?

Yi Ling was furious and drank: "Zhang Hu, Lu Bao, how do you guard the door, and the butler, you all come out for me!"

"Don't shout, they won't listen to you because they're dead!"

"You killed them, you demonic path! Death!" Yi Ling shouted, pulling out a small axe from his waist, and swaying it casually, like a wheel. This is the method his father passed on to him, and his axe never leaves his body!
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