"I misunderstood, Deputy Deacon Tian, how can a villain use the best Tao elixir? You must be mistaken." Mu Fang said.
"It's a mistake, maybe." The man with the mustache said calmly: "Give me the ring to see."
Mu Fang's face changed and he said: "Deputy Deacon Tian, although you are a deacon, you can't search other people's rings at will. I pay the residence fee every month, and the Law Enforcement Palace has the responsibility to ensure my safety."
The mustached man squinted his eyes and sneered: "Mu Fang, you are toasting instead of eating and want to drink fine wine. Deputy Deacon Huang of the Law Enforcement Hall is my brother. Do you think you can sue me by going to the Law Enforcement Hall? Please hand it over if you are sensible."
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Mu Fang looked around, gritted his teeth, and rushed in one direction. At the same time, light erupted from his body. At this time, he no longer cared about retaining his magic power.
The magic weapon in his hand burst out with a green flame aura and struck out.
"court death!"
The man with the mustache moved his hand, and the iron ruler hit Mu Fang. With a boom, the huge ruler swayed, and hit Mu Fang's back first. With a click, Mu Fang's body was broken, and sprayed out.
He spit out a mouthful of blood and fell out.
The man with a mustache appeared in the sky above the wooden fence in an instant and stepped on the wooden fence with one foot.
Those who can become deputy deacons are those with the ultimate golden elixir.
Although Mu Fang was in the late stage of Jin Dan, he was no match at all. He was severely injured when he met him, and his ring was taken away by the mustached man.
The mark of spiritual consciousness on the ring was violently destroyed. The man with the mustache swept his spiritual thoughts through the ring, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he took out an elixir. This elixir had a strong Taoist charm and contained spiritual light.
"What a pill, what a pill." The man with the mustache laughed proudly, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.
In Jingsha City, there are too few rare elixirs.
Even he, the deputy deacon, could not see such a level of Dao elixir.
Just such a pill is enough to cover his income for a year.
As for Mu Fang, a mere late-stage golden elixir could make waves in his hands. The man with the mustache stepped on Mu Fang's chest hard, cracking, and seven or eight of Mu Fang's sternum were stepped on.
"Tell me, where did you get this elixir? Do you still have it?"
Mufang spat out a mouthful of visceral fragments and gritted his teeth and said: "This is the elder's reward. If you dare to take it away, let the elder know that you will die without a burial place and you won't let me go."
"Elder?" The mustached man's face trembled, he stopped his steps, and said with a fierce expression: "You want to bully me, and you, a little grasshopper, can have a relationship with the elder?"
Mu Fang said: "He is the newly promoted Elder Long. I brought him into the city."
The man with the mustache looked solemn. He didn't believe that Mu Fang could reach the other elders, but when it came to the new elder who was very popular in the city recently, there was really a slight possibility.
Moreover, with Mu Fang's strength and status, it is not normal to be able to obtain a top-quality Tao elixir.
The more I think about it, the more possible it becomes.
The mustachioed man slowly retracted his foot.
Mu Fang took a breath and struggled to get up from the ground. Taking advantage of his mustache, he hurriedly ran out of the alley, but before he could take a few steps, a murderous shadow from behind hit him again.
This time Mu Fang was hit so hard that his bones and tendons were broken, and he was dying.
"I almost let you get through. If you really knew the so-called elder and were still hanging around here, you would have become famous long ago."
The mustachioed man came over with a sneer.
He was sure that Mu Fang had nothing to do with the elder. It was just a one-time relationship at most. Maybe the pill really belonged to the elder Long, but such a high-ranking big shot would probably not remember him even if he had rewarded a small person.
If you throw a few dollars to a beggar on the roadside, will you remember what that beggar looks like?
And precisely because Mu Fang might know the elder, he wanted to eliminate the possibility of Mu Fang filing a complaint and eliminate this risk.
Only dead people cannot speak.
Small people like Mu Fang die a lot every day in Jingsha City, and no one cares.
The mustache raised the iron ruler in his hand and hit Mu Fang hard on the head.
Mu Fang closed his eyes in despair.
When the iron ruler was only a few feet away from Mu Fang's head, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded: "You are so brave, you even dare to take the pill I gave you."
Before he finished speaking, the iron ruler was twisted into twists by an invisible force, and the mustache was like a bug in amber, frozen in mid-air, unable to move.
A young man with black hair floated down from the sky.
Mu Fang heard a familiar voice and opened his eyes. After seeing Long Xiaoshan, he quickly shouted: "Little Long... Elder Long!"
Although Mu Fang had not seen Long Xiaoshan since entering the city that day, the news of Long Xiaoshan's defeat of Ma Zuo and his promotion to elder had already spread throughout Jingsha City.
Long Xiaoshan glanced at Mu Fang, waved his hand, and a green light fell on Mu Fang. The powerful force of life restored Mu Fang's injuries in a short time. Mu Fang hurriedly got up and knelt on the ground respectfully: "Thank you very much.
Elder."
"Get up." If Long Xiaoshan hadn't happened to be passing by and sensed the aura of his own elixir, he wouldn't have seen Mu Fang and saved him.
How could Mustache Hu not know that something bad was going on at this time? He did not expect that Mulang, a little grasshopper, actually knew the new elder, and even asked the new elder to come and save him personally.
He was so scared that he lost his mind and said tremblingly: "Elder Long, I am a subordinate of Protector Yan, you can't kill me."
"Protector Yan?"
Long Xiaoshan's eyes fell on his mustache.
The eight-character Hu said: "Yes, yes, Yan Bicheng is the protector of Yan..."
At this time, he could only use the title of protector, because in Jingsha City, the only people who could suppress the elders were the city lord and the four great protectors. Although Yan Bicheng probably didn't even know that he was such a small person, his immediate boss was indeed
Working for Yan Bicheng.
Long Xiaoshan raised a finger and touched the center of the mustache's eyebrows. A wave of green energy flashed across the mustache's face. His pupils collapsed, falling to the ground like a wooden stake, and his skin turned into
Gray and white color.
"Is this the power of the Avenue of Death?"
Long Xiaoshan felt a vague human-shaped light ball float out from the mustache's corpse, and landed on its palm. The light ball was green, and it knelt down towards Long Xiaoshan in horror.
"Not only did he kill him, but he also took control of his soul, just like the king of hell in the underworld."
Long Xiaoshan murmured to himself.
He casually threw a command talisman to Mu Fang: "Go to my manor and give this to Mihan, and she will arrange it for you."
When Mu Fang saw the command talisman, his face turned red with excitement. The elders have the right to shelter. This is the command talisman that can only be issued by the elders. From today on, he does not have to pay the residence fee. This is a coveted thing in Jingsha City.
"Thank you, Elder Long. Thank you, Elder Long." Mu Fang knelt down again.
Long Xiaoshan stretched out his hand to stop him: "Okay, let's go."
Mu Fang left with a lot of gratitude, and Long Xiaoshan turned around and disappeared in one step.
Granting him a place for asylum is just a piece of cake for him, but for low-level monks like Mu Fang, it is a blessing. However, Long Xiaoshan also knows that he can only save one person. For thousands of people in Jingsha City,
The monks at the bottom will never be able to change without real change.