Chapter 950: The Sword Immortal of Qing Dynasty Comes
Balian's cold eyes looked at Huang Laodao again, his eyes were like icy blood pooling between the cold edges of the sword, and he looked horrified.
"Huang Xianren performed the ritual of offering sacrifices to the River God. I wonder if the Lord River God was there?"
At this point, Huang Laodao still dared to speak forcefully, waving his head crazily and saying:
"It's all the old Taoist who is pretending to defraud people of their money. It's nothing! There is no Lord River God. It's the old Taoist who deceived everyone. There are no gods in the river. Instead, they are just lonely ghosts who harm people.
This is indeed what the old Taoist has seen with his own eyes, please don’t wash your clothes and fetch water in this river again!"
This old Taoist priest is also a thief, knowing that he can't be deceived, so in the end he pretended to be kind and warned everyone that this river is dangerous, and he was honest and gained goodwill at the same time.
It's a pity that Balian doesn't accept this method at all.
"So, there is no god to protect the river at all. It was clearly you who led everyone into the river and attracted the evil spirits, but you said that my wife is not a good person and colluded with the ghosts to cause harm.
He will even be burned with blazing fire to test whether he is a human being or a demon beneath his skin."
Huang Laodao hurriedly said: "No, no, no! The old Taoist is confused! Shouldn't the old Taoist say that?"
"Really?" Balian smiled coldly: "But I don't think you are confused at all, you are very clear-minded.
This is a good suggestion. If you want to test it, you must test it thoroughly."
"Don't you dare! I don't dare! How dare you be disrespectful to the madam!"
Bai Lian lowered his eyes and said: "Of course you don't dare, because the person who colludes with the ghost is not my wife. Since it was Huang Xianren who led everyone into the river, it will inevitably make people have many thoughts.
For the sake of Huang Xian Ren’s reputation, I think it might as well try to refine this piece of real gold like you in the fire.”
By going round and round with these words, he actually turned the fire on himself.
Huang Laodao's face was so horrified that his internal organs began to ache. He kowtowed and admitted his mistake:
"No, no, no! The old Taoist is just a mortal who relies on deceit and trickery to earn a living. This burning fire is beyond the reach of ordinary people."
"No." Balian smiled faintly, "I said you can bear it, but you have to bear it even if you can't.
Don't worry, Huang Xian's humanistic method is profound and he will not be afraid of a mere fire.
What's more, I'm not an insensible person. If I really can't figure out what happened, then it would be a good thing for the Taoist Priest to be cleansed and the injustice done."
Balian turned his body slightly and fixed his eyes on the pile of dry firewood and branches that everyone had picked up.
As his heart moved, the wind whipped up wildly, hitting Huang Laodao with a crackling sound, and surrounded him tightly.
Huang Laodao was so frightened that he urinated and cried so much that he couldn't bear to die. He pointed at Bailian and said shiveringly: "The demon... the magic method?"
Bailian said calmly: "No, this is the Taoism of our Xuanxian sect's Zheng'er Ba Jing.
Huang Xianren, you can rest assured that although I have not practiced Taoism for forty or fifty years, I have made some small achievements and I will not accidentally hurt you."
After saying that, ignoring Huang Laodao who was crying in tears, Bai Lian kicked him and the unextinguished torch fell into the pyre.
The small torch, in an instant, was like falling into boiling oil. In the blink of an eye, the flames shot up into the sky, making the sky turn red.
This is not a normal burning speed. The forest near the stream is the most humid in the early morning, and it is most difficult to ignite without the attraction of oil and wine.
Not to mention the fire that caused such a surge into the sky.
Poor Huang Laodao, his withered body was swallowed up by the fire in an instant.
There is a process for the human body to ignite, but in the blink of an eye, it suddenly became a burning person.
There was absolutely no scream, and Huang Laodao could only stumble and struggle to escape from the fire pit.
Trying to put out the fire on his body by rolling in the wet earth.
Everyone was frightened by this miserable scene.
They looked at standing in front of the fire, the bright flames outlined Balian's pale face, revealing the sharp edges and coldness.
The dead branches of weeds and branches everywhere were peeling and crackling, and the flames spread crazily, as if they were spreading with the wind.
But only when they reached Balian's feet, the flames seemed to have independent consciousness, and they all avoided him.
The terrifying fire passed by, but did not burn an inch.
Balian lowered his eyes and looked at Huang Laodao calmly. He watched very patiently as Huang Laodao extinguished the flames on his body bit by bit, and lay on the ground with his body charred and cracked, dying.
Until the last bit of the flames was extinguished, Huang Laodao felt a sense of joy of being reborn after a disaster.
He thought in his heart that after experiencing such a disaster, this life was equivalent to being saved.
You must cherish it in the future, start a new life, and stop messing around and causing trouble.
He grimaced in pain, and his whole body felt as if it was about to burst. The old Taoist priest thought to himself, it turns out that the burning of the body is so painful.
If the knife hadn't fallen on me, I wouldn't have known how painful it was.
He screamed, and as soon as he raised his head, he met the clear eyes staring deeply at him against the light.
His heart trembled as he watched the young man in front of him slowly raise the corners of his lips toward him.
Balian curled his fingers and snapped them.
"Boom ho ho ho!!!"
The fire behind Huang Laodao suddenly became brighter, and two fire snakes roared out, biting Huang Laodao's shoulders like fire objects.
Under the horrified and desperate eyes of the old Taoist, he was quickly drawn back into the fire.
This time, he had no chance to escape, and was reduced to ashes in the raging fire.
In the huge forest, there was a group of villagers and women who were just watching the fun, and no one dared to say a word.
There was silence all around, and the forest was filled with an eerie and silent tension as the sun grew stronger.
Shu Ci slowly poked his face out of Bai Lian's arms, and looked calmly at the coke dust that Huang Laodao had turned into.
Then he looked away without interest.
In other words, it's not that I'm not interested, but that I have an innate disregard for life.
The fire that was blazing into the sky not long ago also turned into ashes and embers along with the old Taoist priest.
Bailian slowly turned around in the long dead silence and said with a faint smile: "But I misunderstood the Zodiac. It turns out that the Zodiac is really an old god. A fire and real gold trial actually caused such a strange phenomenon in the world.
It is really gratifying and congratulatory for the Taoist priest to appear like an immortal."
Is this something worthy of congratulations?
Everyone has turned into coke, okay?
Everyone was horrified, but seeing Balian's sincere smile, if he hadn't been holding someone in his hands, he would have put his hands together and recited Amitabha.
"Little... little Xianggong, even if that old Taoist is wrong in all kinds of ways, his crime will not lead to death. So and so..."
Some villagers felt that this move was too cruel.
Anyone can see that Huang Laodao is just an ordinary person.
Bailian said: "According to what you said, it is feasible for Huang Xianren to set fire to my wife and kill me? Can you even applaud and watch?"
"That's not the case. We didn't know Madam Su's true identity at the beginning. We were misled for a while, so we were confused."
Bai Lian raised his eyes and said: "The heart is bright, and there is a blue sky in the evil heart. The thoughts are dark, and there are also evil ghosts hidden under the human heart.
Whether a person is a demon or a ghost is only tested in his heart.
Someone suspected that my wife was colluding with evil spirits to take people's lives, but there is no real evidence.
Huang Laodao had the intention of harming people and killing people, and he said it himself.
Do you feel that it is not pity for the person who is suspected to die, but the person who is convicted of the crime has extenuating circumstances and his crime does not lead to death?"
Everyone was left speechless by the question.
"The difference is just that the person who implements the criminal law is the fairy and the old way that you believe in.
One is a traveler of unknown origin who casts strange magic."
Balian smiled faintly, not trying to tell them what was right or wrong, but whispered to Shu Ci in his arms:
"Help me get five golden leaves from the Qiankun bag."
Shu refused to move: "I will not accept orders from anyone."
The more important reason is that at this moment, Balian has a murderous spirit and is full of karma.
She was surrounded by a sense of happiness at the moment, so comfortable that the pain on her face had reduced a lot, and she was unwilling to move any more.
He pressed his nose hard against Bai Lian's neck and secretly sniffed.
Balian put her through life and death, but she still wanted to take advantage of him.
Suddenly, he felt like he hated iron, and he said coolly: "If you continue to be dishonest, I will throw you away."
Shu Ci really couldn't bear to part with this piece of meat that exuded an appetizing aroma from all over his body, so he had no choice but to do as he was told.
Bailian walked up to Aunt Wu and said, "Aunt Wu has spoken out for justice five times. These five leaves are all Aunt Wu's sincere heart to protect her."
Aunt Wu has never seen so many gold leaves in her life, each one is as big as a palm.
However, the value of this leaf is not only that it is pure gold, but even more precious is the carving of this gold leaf, which is lifelike and full of artistry.
Where can I see such a regrettable thing in a remote rural place like this?
If you take it to the city and pawn it, Aunt Wu will probably have enough food and clothing for the rest of her life.
Aunt Wu's eyes widened when she saw it, and she moved her hand quickly: "No way! No way! People can't be greedy! Don't be greedy!"
Bai Lian raised his eyebrows, and Shu Ci understood the meaning and put the gold leaf in his hand into the trouser pocket that Aunt Wu had opened "accidentally".
Balian smiled slightly and said, "That's what it is."
After Brian left.
Everyone looked at the rosy-faced Aunt Wu with a taste for food.
This aunt of the Wu family is really possessed by a lucky star. I don’t know where the luck comes from. She just said a few good words for others, and she got so many gold leaves.
Seeing Baili'an walking away, someone immediately felt suspicious: "Aunt Wu, this young master of Baili's family seems to be following evil ways.
How could an ordinary person control flames and look so good?
Who knows if it was transformed into a male vixen from the mountains.
It has been said in the books that these fox demons are the best at controlling fox fire and can change it in countless ways. Who knows, when you get home, these shining gold leaves will become ordinary dead tree leaves."
Some people also echoed: "That's right, if he is really such a great and serious person, how can he live in a place like ours, look at his weak appearance.
I don’t know which Taoist priest of any immortal sect injured me.
If not, why doesn't he go to the rich and charming Kyoto to recuperate if he is so rich?
There must be too many Taoist priests and immortals in Kyoto, and I am afraid that they will be arrested for practicing elixirs.
Aunt Wu, you have to be careful, that golden leaf seems to be a big advantage, but could it be that there is some kind of head-lowering technique in it that collects people's energy?"
Aunt Wu subconsciously clenched her pockets, and was startled by everyone, and said in horror:
"The young husband-in-law of the Baili family seems to be a kind-hearted person. I have no enmity with him, so he won't harm me, right?"
"It won't harm anyone? Didn't you see how miserable Huang Daochang died just now? When he came, he was glorious, but when he left, there was only dregs left.
If you don't keep the gold leaves, I will burn you to death tonight."
Everyone is making alarmist remarks, Mrs. Wu is a rural woman after all. What you say is what I say.
Gradually he was persuaded, and his expression became struggling and hesitant.
In the forest, a clear wind suddenly blew up.
Several figures came flying into the sky with swords, and the clear sound of the swords was like the sound of a flute, like a long and wide stream, like the sound of a fairy.
When everyone heard the sound, they looked up and saw several young Taoist disciples dressed in white, descending with their swords and landing in the forest.
"I wonder if any of you, aunties or uncles, have seen a sickly young master passing by this place?"
Another young sword-wielding woman pointed to the embers of the fire on the ground and said softly, "Sister Su Jing, this is my Taixuan Sect's fire-bending technique."
When everyone saw this group of people, they had an extraordinary temperament. Their eyes were filled with radiance, the skin on their faces was moist and spiritual, and their brows were as clear and moist as the spring breeze. They were all a good color of their own.
They are all village women and old men. How have you ever seen such neat and beautiful young people?
Especially the tall and thin woman at the head, who is dressed in white and has black hair. Her eyebrows are moistened by the early morning sun. Instead of showing warmth, her whole person looks colder and more elegant.
Even though it gives people a feeling of being extremely unapproachable, it makes people forget about the world and cannot believe that there are people in the world who can be born like this.
The cold woman at the head looked at the pile of ashes on the ground, seemingly thoughtful, while the young female companion next to her gently called "Senior Sister Su Jing" several times.
She slowly withdrew her gaze and said calmly: "Well, it's him."
The young junior sister obviously respected her very much. In front of her, her voice was very soft, as if she was a little nervous.
"I thought it was just a lie made up by the sect's nonsense, but I didn't know it was true. I never expected that a lonely person like Senior Sister Wen Jiu would accept direct disciples, and accept them so casually. It's really unbelievable.
Just like her old ways."
Su Jing glanced sideways: "How can you comment on the style of the Lord of the Nine Classics?"
The female disciple's neck suddenly shrank and she did not dare to say any more.
"Um... Dear immortals, is the sickly young man you are talking about your companion?"
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