Shou He took Bian Tou and Xiao Hu Zi to the house where the report was filed. As soon as they reached the alley, they heard a fierce quarrel coming from inside.
It's like two people and horses are fighting against each other.
However, I didn't see any flying swords being thrown out or the bloody aura floating in the sky.
He probably hasn't taken action yet.
"right here?"
"Commander, this is it." Xiao Huzi confirmed the alley and the house.
Inside the courtyard.
The monk in green robes stared angrily, stroking the jade belt around his waist.
His flying sword is hidden inside.
As long as the spiritual thoughts activate the mana, the flying sword will fly out immediately, and the heads of people millions of miles away will fall to the ground.
As a second-step Dacheng, how could I be so angry?
"Xu Lang, is your Yunshan City worthy of competing with me in the 33rd level of Taoism?"
The monk in green sneered coldly, his eyes full of anger and contempt.
The monk known as Xu Lang snorted: "When will Pixia Temple represent the thirty-third heaven? If Taoist fellow Taoist is really the main lineage of the Taoist sect, I, Xu Lang, will retreat obediently, but it's a pity that you are not."
"Besides, our Yunshan City is not someone to be trifled with. Xiao Xitian's senior brother has already entered the forbidden area."
The owner was a big landowner, but he had no idea what the two parties were talking about, so he could only smoke cigarettes and quietly look at the door.
Just now he sent his housekeeper to the county government office to ask for help.
It's best to invite the commander to come.
At first glance, these people look like ruthless Jianghu people, and they might be ready to take action right away.
The monk in green laughed loudly: "Don't use Xiao Xitian to suppress me, my senior brother from the Taoist sect is in Wanning County!"
A look of fear flashed in Xu Lang's eyes, then disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, and said: "No matter what kind of business it is, the one with the highest bid will get it. This is the case even if we get it to the Patriarch. Taoist friends think that relying on the strength of the people will make it possible."
If you can bend the truth, I'm afraid it's too whimsical."
As he spoke, he looked at the member of staff and said, "It is a very good deal to buy the ancestral bronze mirror of the member of the Communist Party of China for thirty-six pieces of divine blood money."
"The salary of these warriors serving your court is only two pieces of divine blood money per year."
"Those so-called martial arts warriors are even more desperate for a piece of money."
While talking, Xu Lang pointed at the dark man who walked in.
"Shou Dashai!"
The officer recognized the man and was immediately overjoyed.
The green-robed monk disdainfully curled his lips. Such a warrior is just ruling the roost in the forbidden land. If he were to die outside with his spiritual thoughts, he would be treated as a life-saving straw by this mortal.
And the most important thing is that these monks who step into the forbidden land of the gods are also threatened by the other party.
Although Xu Lang's eyes were also indifferent, he had no objection to these.
Mortals do not represent mortals, but the higher beings who control this place.
As the main lineage of the Taoist sect, Shangqing is powerful beyond imagination. Not to mention that he is just Xiao Xitian's senior brother. Even if Xitian's senior brother comes, he will have to betray the opponent.
Shou He frowned and walked outside the staff.
He has dealt with this kind of conflict several times, but most of them did not give him face.
Others threatened that one blow would knock him out of his mind, and advised him not to get involved in such muddy water as soon as possible.
However, as the arresting king of Wanning County, he cannot ignore it. In the forbidden land, he has the strength to restrain these outsiders.
Shou He cupped his hands and said, "Two immortals, please be patient."
"Buying and selling cannot be done without righteousness."
"Renyi?"
The monk in green clothes asked back and said coldly: "Destroying a person's chance is like killing his parents. Not to mention benevolence and righteousness, it is appropriate to take action at this moment."
"Fellow Taoist, you can take action."
Xu Lang touched the ring on his finger. It was a dragon-shaped jade ring, and the dragon's eyes turned.
"I've heard about it a long time ago..."
"enough!"
There was thunder and thunder, and a young man in Taoist robes said: "Since it is a business, the one with the highest price will get it."
"Senior brother."
The monk in green clothes restrained his arrogance.
The man in front of me is a real Taoist brother.
Zhou Jue, a monk in green clothes, opened his mouth. He was the one who walked in first and was already discussing the price with the host, but was interrupted by Xu Lang. Logically speaking, he did suffer a loss, otherwise he wouldn't be so irritable.
There is a plan for all this divine blood money, and it would certainly be unpleasant if someone disrupts it.
Not to mention it was only the second step, he wouldn't tolerate even the first step.
But in order to plan for the future, I can only give up the bronze mirror temporarily.
In the final analysis, he didn't have enough divine blood and money.
"Alas." Zhou Jue sighed.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Daomen."
Xu Lang smiled and cupped his hands.
The young man in Taoist robe glanced at Xu Lang and said coldly: "This is the truth. Don't bully others with money. If you are seen by me again, I will take off your head and hang it in your Yunshan City."
Go to the door and ask your city lord again to see if Xitian really wants to uphold this justice!"
"Don't dare."
"Walk."
The young man in Taoist robes left first, and Zhou Jue in green clothes looked back and quickly followed.
"Excuse me, Marshal, I'm sorry." Xu Lang smiled and cupped his hands and looked at Shou He.
"Master's words are true."
"I think he is handsome, has abundant blood, and has good aura. If he were to join our Yunshan City, he would be an outstanding monk." Xu Lang immediately came up with the idea of Shou He.
It's not that he really thinks Shou He's talent is good, but he is aware of Shou He's role in the local area. If such a warrior can come forward, he can do many things without bloodshed.
Shou He refused and said: "Master thinks highly of me, but I am really stupid in nature."
"I am still busy with official duties, so please do as you please."
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Shou He couldn't tell that this monk wanted to use him as a pawn, so he felt a little more resentful out of thin air, with a distant tone in his tone.
Take Xiao Huzi and Bian Tou away from Zhang Yuanwai's house.
"Commander, why didn't you agree? I heard that those foreigners are all immortals descended to earth." Xiao Huzi's tone was full of regret.
If you have a flat head, you won't say a word.
"We ordinary people should not interfere with the affairs of immortals." Shou He replied, as he searched for the soul flag in his sleeve robe.
This is also the basis for him to dare to walk among the immortals.
Moreover, Shou He felt that since he was appreciated by the old gods, there was no need to switch to another school.
The strength of the old god is obvious to all.
Little Huzi scratched his head in confusion.
Bian Tou said with a smile: "The commander-in-chief doesn't like those scheming immortals."
On that day, they had all seen how the old man under your noble master was defeated by the commander, so naturally they did not respect him as much as they did when they first heard about the foreign immortal.
Listening to the laughter and laughter in his ears, Shou He couldn't help but laugh.
The Soul Flag that should have been stored safely is missing.
It was as if he suddenly fell into the air and fell into an abyss.
Cold.
Tremble.
Shivering slightly.
Fortunately, he didn't wait for a long time before his body was filled with energy and blood.
Shou He took a deep breath and turned his eyes with relief.
It is exactly in the direction of Xishan.
"You guys go back to the county office first, I have to do some things." Shou He got on his horse and galloped down the official road.
…
Tu Shanjun's eyes narrowed into two rays of light.
The dark red hair looks like a wild waterfall under the reflection of the rising sun behind her.
However, even though the morning light is bright, it can only stop here.
He is like a dividing line.
No matter the light or darkness, nothing shines as brightly as his aura and becomes an ornament around him.
Zhao Qingyi, who was surrounded by everyone, immediately stopped in the courtyard. He clearly did not see the burst of divine light, but seemed to feel an insurmountable abyss, completely dividing the inside and outside.
So he quickly raised his hand to signal everyone not to continue moving forward.
There was silence outside the hall.
Light and shadow are stagnant.
Inside the palace.
The beggar was left to continue gnawing on the pork, and after a while only a skeleton was left. He still had no intention of stopping, grabbing everything he could eat and putting it into his mouth.
After eating so much, my belly swelled up a bit.
Then, his mouth was full of oil and he grabbed a piece of gauze and wiped his mouth.
"I am full?"
An ethereal and somewhat hoarse voice came from the mouth of the ghost saint guarding the door.
The beggar picked his teeth with his dirty nails and said with disdain: "It's just to fill my stomach."
He turned around and said with a smile: "You have a good stomach. I am eating and drinking in the temple, and there are saint kings like you guarding the door to protect me. You...can barely be a god."
"Let's go when you're full." Tu Shanjun said calmly.
"Walk?"
"I'm too hungry to walk."
"What else do you want to eat?"
"Eat something good."
The beggar turned around and spoke jokingly, stretching his neck as he spoke, as if he wanted to look beyond the hall in front of him and towards the courtyard behind the hall.
"For example, if you give me one peach from the peach tree you planted in the backyard, I will leave immediately."
Tu Shanjun's narrowed eyes slowly returned to their original size.
The black and red eyes cycle through life and death, evolving into yin and yang at the end of the void.
The lips move slightly and the fangs are protruding.
Ruyu's face immediately turned pale and pale.
Like a real Nine Nether Ghost, he squeezed out a few words from the gap between his fangs: "Do you want to die?"
The beggar was really frightened by the stagnant atmosphere for a long time.
But he is also not someone to be trifled with.
Shaking up his body, all the embarrassment on his body disappeared, and his ragged clothes could not conceal his aura. His bright eyes were like those of gods in the ninth heaven, looking down at the demon on the ground, his eyes full of indifference and indifference.
"Do you know the honorific title of this god in the past?"
"How can a little Qi practitioner like you be a threat?"
Tu Shanjun looked indifferent, not caring about the other party's threat.
He sneered and took a step forward.
The tall body remained motionless, but another figure with green face, fangs and red hair stepped out from the tall body.
"The soul left the body?!"
The beggar was shocked.
In the forbidden land, monks don't even dare to use Taoism.
Once the three gods leave their bodies, they will be crushed by the Great Restriction and the Divine Blood Miasma.
However, once the soul leaves the body, it means that the opponent has decided to use the strongest blow. It is still unknown whether one of his three gods was crushed, or whether the beggar was killed by the blow.
But the beggar was not afraid at all.
because,
He is God!
"To deal with you, a crippled god, do you still need your soul to leave your body?"
The red-haired ghost sage sneered.
The index finger and middle finger merge into a sword finger.
Pointing at each other from a distance.
The Zunhun Banner suddenly fell into his hands.
The three-foot soul flag turned into ten feet.
The pale ghost's hand grasped the main pole and shook it gently. The blue-black iron-like banner suddenly turned into silk ripples, like the waves of the sea and the clouds in the blue sky, swaying on their own.
The flag-bearing ghost saint turned his wrist.
The beggar's eyes widened.
Staring at the Soul Reverend Flag, he quickly stopped him and said, "Fellow Taoist, wait a moment!"
