Chapter 730 Infinity and unnecessary calculations (2)
The Qian family that was headed was the Qian family that Qian Laosan belonged to. His family originated from the area under the jurisdiction of Liangyi Tiandao Sect, a place called "Xiuyi".
People of the Qian clan, taking their surname as their surname, believe in the concept of "finance connecting the world", so his family's medicine shop in Zhenmo City is named "Sihaihao".
Over the years, as the business of the "Sihaihao" has been booming, the focus of the Qian family has shifted to Demon Suppression City. In the former ancestral land, only a group of clan members are left to clean the ancestral hall and maintain the ancestral graveyard.
In order to show that he has not forgotten his roots and at the same time remind the young tribesmen of the foundation of the family, the gold-lettered signboard hanging on the door of the extremely grand shop in front of Lu Qian clearly read the five characters "Xiu Yi Si Hai Hao".
"It's a good thing not to forget your roots." Lu Qian held a Zen staff in his left hand, and held a string of Buddhist beads the size of an ordinary person's fist in his right hand. The beads collided with each other, making a loud "clang-dang-dang-dang" sound, which shook the floor tiles on the street.
The block was shaking.
"It's just that, as the leader of all spirits, humans, in addition to not forgetting their roots, also have many virtues that need to be passed down and carried forward." Lu Qian said seriously to the two Bodhisattvas of Red Lotus and Qingyan beside him: "For example,
, modesty, for example, prudence, for example, a heart of awe that always remembers that one is a 'human' and must not collude with evil spirits!"
Lu Qian sighed: "Awe, this is the most important virtue in the world. If a person loses awe, then he, and his family, are not far from death!"
The Prison Red Lotus and the Prison Qingyan put their hands together, smiling and saying nothing.
‘Awe’?
The prison-suppressing disciples who were born in Daning Temple have no such concept in their hearts. Fists, fists, they are still fists!
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha has always taught by words and deeds, so that all the disciples of Daning Temple have developed an indelible concept - as long as your fist is big enough, you can do whatever you want, and absolutely no one in the world can stop you!
The sages of Taoism cannot be stopped.
The Lord Buddha of Buddhism cannot be stopped!
If you want to do something, but you are interfered with and destroyed... useless little thief, it must be that your fist is not big enough or hard enough!
Of course, facing Lu Qian, the youngest true disciple of the Buddhist lineage in the Zhenji lineage, the two Bodhisattvas would never refute what he said in front of countless onlookers. Therefore, the two Bodhisattvas revealed the unique inscrutability of Buddhist disciples.
The standard 'magical stick' smile and slight nod meant that they strongly agreed with Lu Qian's opinion!
"The two Bodhisattvas think so too? That's right!" Lu Qian raised his voice and walked toward the nearly a hundred guards who lined up in front of the Sihai Gate with gloomy and solemn expressions. He shook his head and said, "You just don't know.
It was fear that caused today's disaster!"
The closed door of the Sihai opened slowly, opening a gap that only allowed people to go in and out sideways.
A middle-aged man who looked very similar to the third young master Qian who was killed by Lu Qian. Just looking at his appearance, he seemed to be a few years younger, but his demeanor was obviously much more mature. He walked out slowly, holding a ten-digit coin in both hands.
Carved from the root of a ten thousand year old dragon's blood, the tray is scarlet red and exudes a fragrant aroma, with a radiant ring placed on it.
The middle-aged man slowly walked up to Lu Qian and handed the tray to Lu Qian expressionlessly.
Lu Qian looked at the tray - the material on the tray was very good, dragon blood root, which is a rare and valuable medicine. In many Buddhist golden body exercises, it is the main medicine for refining the body tempering elixir. Dragon blood of ten thousand years quality
With just one root, it can have a powerful effect on all true immortals below the 30th level of true immortals.
The dragon blood root that is one hundred thousand years old has a great beneficial effect on the powerful golden body that has just entered the Buddha level.
The tray in front of me is about two feet in diameter and three inches thick. It has clear patterns and a strong blood fragrance. It is clearly the best and treasure among the hundred thousand year old dragon blood roots. If this tray were put on sale, it could sell at least millions of dollars.
The high price of fairy crystal!
As expected of someone who is in the medicine business, a commonly used tray is carved from such top-quality materials.
What a big deal!
Such a tray is of such value. You can imagine how much wealth there will be in the ring placed on the tray!
In all directions, on the roofs and in the sky, many people watching the excitement suddenly began to breathe heavily. Some even had their faces slightly congested and their hands and fingers could not help but twitch.
If the surrounding streets were not filled with great monks under Lu Qian's command, and they had even formed a Buddhist formation to completely surround the Sihaihao, there might have been some daring desperadoes who would have taken action directly without giving Lu Qian, the deputy city lord, face.
Robbed.
"Who are you? What are you doing?" Lu Qian looked at the middle-aged man with a smile.
"The villain Qian De, Qian Chongming, is the villain's incompetent youngest son." The middle-aged man took a deep breath, looked at Lu Qian, bent down with difficulty, raised his hands above his head,
Passed the tray forward again.
"Qian is smart?" Lu Qian looked at Qian De in astonishment.
"The child offended the deputy city lord and was killed by the deputy city lord. He deserved it." Qian De did not raise his head and said softly: "It's just that one person is responsible for what he does, and as the saying goes, debts are wiped out with death. The child has already paid the price for his stupidity.
, all causes and effects have come to an end."
Chandler lowered his voice by three tunes again, and said softly like a mosquito whispering: "In this ring, there are 100 million top-quality fairy crystals, and there are also 18 strains that are of great benefit to Buddhist techniques.
The precious medicine... This is just the apology of the Qian family to the deputy city lord."
Lu Qian looked at Qian De, who was bowing his head and lowering his eyebrows in an extremely humble posture, and suddenly sighed.
He squatted down...
Lu Qian did not use his magical powers at this moment, and his martial arts suppressed his body shape. He now appeared in front of people with the standard body shape that his current martial arts had created. Therefore, he squatted down now, and he was still almost half a height taller than Chandler.
He could only squat down, then awkwardly bend down, lower his head, and then he could barely come face to face with Chandler.
He also lowered his voice and said softly: "I am a reasonable person, and I understand the morality of the world. Debts will be wiped out after death, and grievances in the world will not involve the wife, daughter, and family... Logically speaking, I have killed Qian De. You money
The reputation of this clan in Demon Suppressing City is not bad, at least they do business fairly."
"So, according to the moral principles of the world, I should let your Qian family go."
Lu Qian shook his head gently.
Qian De raised his head and glanced at the man standing next to Lu Qian. The man who had just beaten the magic drum claimed to be a servant of the Qian family. He was the first to report that the Qian family had colluded with evil spirits and was preparing to break into the ninth city of Zhenzi and massacre the city.
A mighty man for all his people.
He smiled bitterly and said: "Since the deputy city lord has made it clear, then this person is definitely not a member of my Qian family. Why did he go to report my Qian family?"
Lu Qian touched his bare head and sighed again.
"Have you ever heard of the saying "Kill the chicken and show it to the monkey?"
"There is a group of monkeys. I don't know what they want to do, but their methods are too mean and dirty. They try their best to torment my eldest brother and sister-in-law... but they are very important people in my heart!"
"If they kill my eldest brother and sister-in-law with a single blow, then I will attack them openly and avenge them. These things will never involve the Qian family!
"
"But your son is indeed as you said, stupid enough. He came to my door with my sister-in-law's deed of sale and asked me to hand over someone! Moreover, he is actually very wealthy and has bribed the Demon Suppressing City.
The head of the Crime and Prison Department came forward... This is not right!"
Lu Qian said softly: "I don't care about a pure fool. But a fool who has enough financial resources to redeem the powerful people of Demon Suppression City is very fatal. He wants my life and your Qian family's life, no.
What?"
"Your son can ask a powerful figure like the head of the Criminal Division to come forward, but what about you? Where is the Qian family behind you?"
Qian De looked at Lu Qian solemnly: "We can't!"
Lu Qian shook his head: "Who can guarantee it? The story of lying on a salary to taste gallbladder... Oh, you don't have to worry about it. You don't know the allusion of 'lying on a salary to taste gallbladder', but I just know it. You Qian family are too rich.
Money means connections and connections, even if you just spend a lot of money to buy a killer?"
"Even if I'm not afraid of these things, the people around me are!"
"So, it's better to just wipe out your whole Qian family." Lu Qian looked at Qian De seriously: "Especially, since Qian Chongming is so smart, he chose to wade into troubled waters, no matter who he was deceived by.
No matter who instigated it... I will use his life, and the lives of all the young and old members of your Qian family, to warn those monkeys!"
Lu Qian stood up and suddenly took out his Zen staff.
With a loud thunderclap, the void in front of him shook. Qian De was unprepared and was blown away by Lu Qian's blow.
The tray flew up and before it hit the ground, it was rolled up by Lu Qian's sleeves and put back into his sleeves.
Countless onlookers were shouting in unison, and even the real immortal, who had advanced cultivation, strong background, enough confidence, and enough courage, hissed: "Kill his people and make money for them. Hey, hey, what a fierce monk!"
Lu Qian turned a deaf ear to this.
You did this kind of thing in broad daylight, in full view of the public, in front of countless people, you have done it, are you still afraid of what others will say?
"Any grievances should be faced head-on, with real swords and real guns. Always doing these sneaky tricks and using these despicable means to insult people, what does this mean?" Lu Qian shook his head gently, suddenly raised his voice, and said this sentence
The news spread far and wide.
He didn't know who was behind the plot against Yinyuan and Bai Yuan.
But he couldn't stand this kind of underhanded tactics.
Therefore, he wants to kill people in public, kill many people, and use the heads of the Qian family to warn those people - now Yinyuan and Bai You also have people who support them. If he wants to continue to attack them, he must use his sword and his gun clearly.
Come on, don't engage in those messy and inexplicable tricks.
From all directions, nearly ten thousand great monks shouted in unison, and eighteen layers of bright golden light enveloped the entire Sihai.
As the majestic pressure moved inward, bursts of dull and loud noises were heard. Above the huge shop of Sihaihao, a series of defensive restrictions emitted bright lights, and they collided with the Buddhist formation formed by the monks, splashing countless balls of fire.
.
"Fa Hai, do you want us to take action?" Zhen Yu Honglian squinted his eyes and looked at the defensive formation composed of bright haze above the Sihai with great interest: "This formation is extraordinary, I am afraid it does not have the strength of the Great Bodhisattva.
, difficult to break!”
Lu Qian smiled, and then directly threw the Fantian Seal.
A dark light soared into the sky, reaching thousands of miles high in the sky in an instant.
Five-color radiance spurted out from the Fantian Seal, accompanied by the crisp roar of dragons and phoenixes, the roar of tigers, the roar of turtles, and the roar of unicorns. The Fantian Seal expanded rapidly and turned into a square hill, rising continuously from thousands of miles high in the sky.
It accelerated and smashed down.
With a loud bang, the Sihai's defensive restrictions were smashed into flames, and the pavilions in the shop collapsed. The large formation restrictions were blown to pieces. The fire was everywhere, and large pieces of broken figures were ejected from various buildings.
As soon as the Buddhist formation was pressed inward, a series of muffled sounds were heard, and the sound of 'clicking' continued, and the defensive restrictions of the Sihai were completely shattered.
Several well-dressed men vomited blood and trembled as they walked out of a collapsed pavilion. They looked at Lu Qian and screamed: "Ferocious Monk Fahai, how dare you frame the situation and wantonly slaughter good people?"
Lu Qian smiled. He gently untied his monk's robe and exposed his body in front of the public without any shyness.
They saw that on his tall and burly body, which was about three feet tall, there were hideous wounds running through his entire body. A handful of bright swords, guns, swords and halberds were inserted into the wounds, and there were more than a hundred of them.
Like a hedgehog.
"Everyone, this is the evidence."
"The Qian family colluded with evil spirits in an attempt to destroy the ninth city of Zhenzi, massacre all the good people in the city, extract blood essence, and refine the supreme magic elixir."
"Qian Chongming was the forerunner of the evil spirit. He went to the city lord's palace to see the young monk under an excuse. He escorted him with him and brazenly attacked and killed the young monk. He used evil means to inflict such serious injuries on the young monk."
"Fortunately, the young monk also had some skills and barely survived such an attack."
"The evidence is conclusive, Mr. Qian, it is irrefutable. The young monk is a monk, and monks do not lie. There is absolutely no such thing as frame-up."
Onlookers from all directions were in an uproar.
Such injuries are shocking!
However, there were some real immortals with enough cultivation, sufficient background, and enough courage who claimed to be indifferent to Lu Qian and laughed loudly: "This injury is remarkable. Hehe, these mortals are not even considered immortal soldiers."
How can things..."
Before this man could finish his words, the Fantianyin that had just given the Sihai a heavy blow suddenly flew up, bringing with it a dark light and howling down.
In that compartment, a red flag suddenly flew into the sky, releasing a large fire lotus to block the fantian seal. The true immortal who just made the sarcasm hissed: "Fahai, since you dare to do it, you are still afraid of others..."
The Fantian Seal fell, and the fire lotuses were shattered into pieces. The main body of the banner was lightly crushed by the precious light emitted by the Fantian Seal, and was directly turned into pieces. There was a loud noise, and a small mushroom cloud rose into the sky.
The real immortal who was mixed in the crowd and ridiculing Lu Qian, along with a few unlucky guys around him who were not sure whether they were involved or not, were all smashed to pieces, and both body and soul were destroyed.
"My Buddha is compassionate!" Lu Qian clasped his hands together, glanced around like a knife, and glanced around.
There was dead silence all around.
The True Immortal who had just been killed by Lu Qian was also well-known in the Ninth City of Zhenzi. He was also the leader of a medium-sized force with nearly a thousand True Immortals under his command. He had been doing some part-time work all year round, such as searching for hidden treasures in the wild mountains and forests of the south.
The act of making money through robbery.
To be able to do such things in the Demon-Suppressing Ridge, this person's cultivation level is very strong, as if he has the cultivation level of a true immortal on the 27th level!
With such a level of cultivation and a top-grade defensive immortal weapon to protect his body, he was actually killed by Fan Tianyin with one strike!
It can be judged from the aura of Lu Qian that his cultivation level is at the tenth level of the True Immortal Realm. He can kill a True Immortal of the twenty-seventh level with one blow... The only possibility is that he is a grade of Fan Tianyin.
The level is too high and the power is too great!
Many onlookers suddenly remembered the news they had gathered in the past two days - the deputy city lord had a giant Buddha behind him, a terrifying existence whose combat power ranked among the best among many Buddhas in Buddhism!
"My Buddha is merciful... As long as you fellow Taoists control your mouths!" Lu Qian said softly: "There is no way for misfortunes and blessings, mediocre people bring it on themselves!"
"This is a warning and thought-provoking quote. Fellow Taoists must always remember it. In this way, you will naturally be blessed with longevity and longevity." Lu Qian smiled at the onlookers around him and flicked a long handle inlaid on his chest with his fingers.
The handle of the knife.
Countless people looked at the soldier like an egg shell, and a large gap was popped out by Lu Qian with a single finger.
Everyone kept their mouths shut and no one said a word.
Damn it!
This long knife was so fragile in Lu Qian's hands. I really don't know how the knife penetrated his body and caused such a "terrible and ferocious" wound!
The great monks from the brigade rushed into the Sihai.
Just like the human face flower of the day, the pavilions were overthrown, and the secret rooms were opened. The fairy crystals, precious medicines, and other valuable objects stored in the ninth city branch of the town of 'Xiuyi Sihaihao',
The great monks dug up and plundered everything.
During this process, some members of the Qian clan also fought back, but they were directly suppressed by the Buddhist formation and killed on the spot.
Three hours later, the entire Sihai was completely razed to the ground, just like the flower of the day, with a human-headed temple neatly stacked in the middle of the ruins. The Qian family members in the ninth city of Zhenzi, and a group of
Ying's confidants were all executed. The other waiters, waiters, servants, and maids were registered and sent to the Criminal Prison Department in the Ninth City of Zhenzi, only to be sold and disposed of in the future.
When Lu Qian killed him in the Ninth City of Zhenzi, Xia Mingdao had already returned to the Demon City.
As the head of the Criminal Prison Department of Suppressing Demon City, and in the 108 towns of Suppressing Demon Ridge, the life, death, honor and disgrace of all the criminal prisoners can be determined by a single thought. In addition, his family is tyrannical and his background is tough, so although Xia Mingdao's own cultivation is lacking,
He has some shortcomings in character, methods, abilities, character and other aspects, but he is very successful in the Demon Suppression City.
Instead of walking on the cloud road, they marched on the street and swaggered through the streets.
Wherever they passed, many officials and soldiers patrolling the city smiled and said hello. Monks walking by the roadside, as long as they had some status, came up to say a few words of greetings. Even those great immortals with extremely strong cultivation and extremely hard backgrounds had people come from them.
Falling down from the sky, he smiled and exchanged greetings with Xia Mingdao about today's weather, the little lady last night and so on.
In the ninth city of Zhenzi, Xia Mingdao's energy and energy, which had been almost drained by Lu Qian, quickly recovered amidst such 'enthusiasm'.
He holds his head high and smiles, or nods in greeting, or smiles in return, or laughs, and makes an appointment with several great immortals when and where to discuss the supreme magic of Longhukanli tonic extraction...
After traveling like this, Xia Mingdao finally returned to the city guard's mansion in Demon Suppression City.
He returned to the prisoner's office, paced back and forth in the lobby and thought for a while. He reached out and touched a hard, shiny ring in his sleeve. He smiled slightly and unbuttoned his clothes, revealing a green-colored ring that was pierced from front to back on his chest.
, a transparent wound about the thickness of a mung bean.
"There are no good people in the world. This attack... is too cruel." Xia Mingdao murmured: "My father has taught me since I was a child that in this world, shit is delicious but money is hard to make. This is indeed a wise saying."
"I used to think that by collecting small favors, I could make a lot of money... feelings, it's all small money. If you really want to make big money, you have to suffer a little. Hey, hey, what kind of method does this Fa Hai use? Look at this wound
It’s too scary to go up there.”
Shaking his head, gritting his teeth, hardening his heart, he raised his right hand and made several mural gestures towards his chest. Xia Mingdao finally slapped himself on the heart.
A dark light flashed past.
Several ribs in Xia Mingdao's chest were broken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his throat. He gritted his teeth quickly and held the blood in his mouth without any leakage.
He covered his mouth, staggered, and let out a helpless whine like an abused puppy from his throat. His figure was like the wind, and in a few flashes, he passed through the Criminal Division, the Criminal Division, and the Town Hall.
Mo Si and several other important yamen rushed to the residence of Taoist Sanyang in the backyard.
Sanyang Taoist, as the name suggests, he practices Pure Yang Taoism.
Therefore, his residence in the city guard's mansion is also particularly different from others.
The small courtyard is surrounded by overlapping formations and restrictions. Clouds and smoke are rising, and light and shadow are extinguished. Even an ordinary Bodhisattva-level powerful person cannot see through the reality in the small courtyard.
A chip with a diameter of a hundred miles and as thin as a cicada's wing was suspended 3,600 miles above the small courtyard, and a faint red light could be seen rising.
It was noon and the sun was shining brightly.
The sky-wide red light falls on this chip. In the thin chip, more than a million mysterious restrictions are activated, driving away all impurities in the sunlight, purifying the red light and turning it into a strand of pure golden sunlight as thin as a hair.
It shines straightly into the core of the small courtyard below.
This ray of pure Yang golden light is extremely pure, extremely domineering, and full of almost flawless acquired pure Yang power.
In the middle of the small courtyard, a small pavilion about the size of an acre stands. The pavilion is nine stories high, and the roof of each floor is a crystal mirror that emits a shining light and is about three feet thick.
The array in the small courtyard communicates with the earth's veins and connects the earth's crust, constantly absorbing the immeasurable aura of the earth's veins, and the inspiration of heaven and earth, turning into billowing spiritual clouds that fill the small building. The concentration of the spiritual cloud is so high that it has completely liquefied, and has even turned into a liquid thicker than mercury.
It is a colorful syrup that is thicker and ten thousand times denser.
That thin ray of pure Yang power descended from the sky, and through the blessing of the nine-layer crystal mirror, it ignited the colorful pulp in the pavilion layer by layer, removing the waste and retaining the essence, refining and transforming it.
Often a ball of colorful juice that is hundreds of miles in size, after several hours of refining and transformation, will eventually turn into a fist-sized ball of golden-red crystal. This group of crystal burns fiercely, emitting terrifying high temperature, like a small
The sun makes it impossible to look directly at it.
After the crystal is formed, it passes through the crystal mirror and falls to the first floor of the pavilion.
There is a cloud bed carved by the elites of black jade that is hundreds of millions of years old. The whole body is extremely cold. If ordinary real immortal weapons are touched even slightly, they will be frozen by the terrible cold air and become ice shards flying everywhere.
Taoist Sanyang sat cross-legged on the cloud couch. Every time a group of crystal stones fell, he would open his mouth and swallow it. The mana in his body would increase by a tiny amount, and his aura would fluctuate slightly.
The pure Yang power contained in this group of crystal stones, if it breaks out in the outside world, is enough to destroy a plain thousands of miles in size in an instant. But after being swallowed by Sanyang Taoist, it is like a long-legged mosquito, moving lightly.
Using a tentacle to lightly touch a large lake will have such a minimal impact.
While absorbing this extremely pure power of pure Yang, Sanyang Taoist also absorbed the extremely cold air emanating from the cloud couch into his body.
A trace of terrifying chill mixed with the pure Yang aura in his body, rubbing and devouring each other, confirming each other bit by bit.
Countless divine patterns emitting terrifying heat circled and rolled around Taoist Sanyang. Occasionally, a silver-blue cold Dao pattern flashed past.
Taoist Sanyang tried every means to capture this fleeting Tao mark, but he could never succeed.
'Ding'!
At the entrance of the small courtyard, Xia Mingdao activated a talisman given by Taoist Sanyang, and the sound of a jade chime immediately woke up Taoist Sanyang.
Opening his eyes slightly and feeling the energy at the door of the small courtyard, Sanyang Taoist exhaled a breath of cold air and slowly stood up: "It's difficult, difficult, difficult, the most difficult road... The anode is born from the yin, and the anode is yin...
...Tsk, I’m always unwilling to give in! If we take the pure Yang way one step further, the sky will be vast, and we can be called the ancestor of the sect and dominate the world!"
"But now that we have seen the wonderful principle of the yin and yin arising, and the integration of the two bodies into one...how can we just take that step?"
After pondering for a moment, Sanyang Taoist shook his head gently: "If you can't break through with your own strength, you can only rely on external objects. But where can you find so many of these pure yin treasures in the world?"
Slowly walking out of the pavilion, Taoist Sanyang waved his hand, and the door of the small courtyard opened silently.
He whispered to himself: "Suppressing Demon Ridge...I'm afraid we can find many such rare treasures...but it's not so easy to get them. They all have a foundation and a backer.
Even if you are the guardian of the Demon Suppressing City, you cannot act arbitrarily, what can you do, what can you do?"
Xia Mingdao rushed in. He came close to Taoist Sanyang, looked directly at Taoist Sanyang, and pointed at the thin wound on his chest that exuded a faint fishy smell.
The mouthful of old blood that had just been held in his mouth spurted out with a 'puff' sound.
Taoist Sanyang was shocked by Xia Mingdao's trick.
As the head of the Crime and Prison Department, Xia Mingdao can be regarded as a real high-ranking official in the Demon City. In addition, the family power behind Xia Mingdao is not trivial. Even though Xia Mingdao himself is a bit unspeakable, Taoist Sanyang still thinks highly of him.
, quite caring, and quite reused.
Otherwise, when he was practicing in seclusion, how could he give Xia Mingdao a talisman that could directly alarm him?
"Master Xia, what are you doing?" Behind Taoist Sanyang, a crimson sword energy slowly rose up to a height of tens of feet: "In the Demon Suppression City, there are still people who dare to attack and kill you? It's simply lawless, it's simply crazy... After all...
Who is it? I am just venting my anger on you!"
Xia Mingdao grabbed the sleeve of Taoist Sanyang's robe and hissed: "Master City Guard, the Qian family has colluded with evil spirits and intends to rebel... You have to make the decision for me!"
Taoist Sanyang was stunned: "Qian family? Which Qian family?"
The Liangyi sky is vast, with large and small sects, countless families, and countless large and small forces with the same surname. Just like the Qian family, here in Zhenmo City, there are famous people named Qian, but they are not related by blood, and they are completely independent of each other.
, there are even nearly a hundred opposing forces!
"A business owner of medicinal materials, Mr. Qian from Xiuyi!" Xia Mingdao vomited another mouthful of blood.
He tried his best to look pitiful and dying, but when he thought of the huge benefits he could gain from this action, Xia Mingdao became inexplicably excited and his face flushed. He pulled Taoist Sanyang's sleeves with both hands and said loudly: "
It is the Qian family of Xiuyi Sihai No. 5 in the 'Money Alliance' composed of thirty-nine families named Qian!"
Taoist Sanyang looked at Xia Mingdao, whose face was red and energetic, and he felt a little weird.
Are there rumors about Xia Mingdao in Demon City...
Haha, this is a wonderful man who can help others frame their crimes by just collecting some loose money, and send them directly to the prison of the Criminal Division!
As for other things like champerty, bullying, and eating the plaintiff and the defendant, Xia Mingdao didn't know how much he had done... If it weren't for the fact that the family power behind Xia Mingdao was so strong, Sanyang Taoists would have doubted this guy.
It had long been chopped up and thrown into the mountains to the south to be fed to dogs.
After coughing a few times, countless thoughts flashed through Taoist Sanyang's mind.
He suddenly remembered his previous thoughts.
He is already at the peak level of True Monarch... In Buddhism, it is the ultimate realm of the Great Bodhisattva. He has already seen the path to a higher level. As long as he is determined to take one step forward, he can break through to a level comparable to that of a Bodhisattva in up to a hundred years.
The "Buddha" of Buddhism is a supreme realm that can be respected as the "Lord of Tao" in Taoism.
However, he was not willing to break through with a single Chunyang Avenue.
He wants to understand the wonderful principle of yin and yang, so that he can achieve the great harmony and perfection of yin and yang and then break through.
Yin and Yang are one and complement each other, so even if he reaches the realm of 'Tao Lord', his own Taoist cultivation will have few flaws, and it will be extremely difficult to find any magical weapon or magical power or secret method in the world that can restrain him.
However, he knew that his innate talent had reached its extreme, and it would be very difficult for him to achieve his goals by relying on his own efforts.
Foreign objects, foreign objects!
Countless thoughts passed through his mind. Taoist Sanyang shook his sleeves gently, shook Xia Mingdao's hands away, and asked softly: "You were so seriously injured... and I know that you have always been 'cautious',
A person who is 'prudent', 'acts thoughtfully', and 'makes no mistakes'."
"So... Xiuyi Qian family!"
Xia Mingdao hurriedly took two more steps forward: "As long as you send an order to comprehensively inspect all the properties of the Qian family in Xiuyi in every town... you will have 30% to yourself!"
Taoist Sanyang's face darkened: "Who do you think Pindao is?"
Xia Mingdao was stunned and screamed out with a loud voice. He knelt on the ground with a "gudong" sound, hugged Taoist Sanyang's thigh and shouted: "Master City Guard, please look at the many Li people in Zhenmo City."
For my sake...poor people in the world!"
Taoist Sanyang smiled slightly and nodded reservedly: "Good!"
After a moment's hesitation, he pointed towards the other side of the huge city guard's mansion where Monk Dingshan was.
Xia Mingdao smiled: "Of course, the thief Bald City Guards also has 30%!"
Taoist Sanyang narrowed his eyes and nodded slowly: "Great kindness!"
Still a big chapter.
With over 8,000 words, I am a bit tired and too lazy to divide it into chapters!