A green-robed Taoist is leaning against a stone lion, with a bundle hanging on the stone lion's head, looking lazy and calm. htts on mobile:
The green-robed Taoist's eyes were filled with a little golden light as he stared at the sky above the palace.
There is a little bit of red cloud, and mayflies are in the middle of the palace. The inside is red and gold, and there is a crane spreading its wings in the sky. Every time it spreads its wings, there are curls of clouds gathering.
It's just that in the crane's atmosphere, a little bit of decay and decay can't help but appear on the crane's body and chest. If it weren't for a bit of green energy in the dark, which constantly wears away the blackness and decay, this crane would have turned into nothingness.
However, the crane is inherently blessed by green energy, but the black decay has not been eradicated, making the crane appear weak and weak.
"What a wonderful Wang family. They are from the same blood and are blessed by our ancestors."
Keeping an eye on the weather above the palace, Mr. Xun broke a piece of wormwood in his hand and couldn't help but smile.
"Immortal, little old man, I've been waiting for you to come."
Not long after, Mr. Wang stepped out of the house, walked forward quickly, and laughed heartily.
This old man can command hundreds of households in a village and make many members of the Wang clan obey him. Naturally, he is not just a simple rich man.
He seemed to be a little fat, but his steps were as fast as flying, and he said humbly, "The immortal has arrived here, and the little old man should be welcome from ten miles away, but now he allows the immortal to stay in front of the door for a long time, which makes the little old man feel ashamed, ashamed."
Mr. Xun raised his hand, stopped Mr. Wang's polite words, and said, "I am called Qingfeng, and I am a disciple of our ancestor."
"Old believers don't need to be so polite. The poor Taoist's practice is shallow, but he can't be called an immortal. The old believers praise him so much, but the poor Taoist is a little embarrassed."
Mr. Wang was smiling, showing no trace of the anxiety he had shown when he was in the house. His expression was calm and generous, and he did not look down on Young Master Xun. As for what he was thinking, he did not show a trace of it. He was just polite and considerate.
Invite Mr. Xun into the mansion and sit down in the main hall.
In the main hall of the palace, Mr. Xun sat on the side, and Mr. Wang sat directly opposite Mr. Xun.
The young boy, Wang Erhan, stood behind Mr. Wang, with his head half bowed and his expression extremely respectful.
"The immortal,"
Suddenly, Mr. Wang let out a long sigh and said, "My lord, if it weren't for the little old man, there really wouldn't be anything he could do to deal with that evildoer. And among them, it also concerns the little old man, the rebellious son who doesn't live up to his expectations, and the little old man won't bother."
The Immortal Master has saved you from being polluted by the world of mortals."
Mr. Wang's words made people extremely comfortable. Even though they were hollow and had no substance, they still made people feel comfortable.
Isn't this a kind of ability?
If you are a fledgling practitioner, you may be fooled and applauded by Master Wang without even realizing it.
The so-called power of a practitioner is that he has magical powers and magical powers, but if he has gained a thorough understanding of human nature, he can even kill people invisibly.
However, Master Xun was able to deal with this kind of scene with ease. After all, he had experienced the Taizu, the Heavenly Emperor, and the City God, so he could handle this kind of scene with little practical significance.
Mr. Xun said seriously, "Old man, I am an authentic Taoist sect in Keshan. How can I just sit back and watch the demons dancing around and disrupting the normal order of heaven and earth?"
"Don't say it is at the foot of Wulanke Mountain. Even if it is at the end of the world, we, the righteous people, cannot just sit idly by."
"Oh, the immortal is so righteous."
Mr. Wang cupped his hands and said, "Young man, I am a mere mortal, but I don't know how to grow up and have a big heart. I am really ashamed of myself."
Mr. Xun said solemnly, "My father-in-law is too humble. I am a poor man and I cannot bear my love. I am coming down the mountain this time to subjugate demons and vow to slay the evildoers."
"In this case, the little old man will be ashamed of himself."
Mr. Wang sighed, his face showing fatigue.
"I don't know what the origin of this monster is, but he dares to act recklessly and disrupt the order of humanity in a home like Wangjiazhuang where he has accumulated a lot of kindness."
Mr. Xun held the tea cup, which was steaming with steam. He took a sip of tea and asked.
Mr. Wang looked bitter and said, "The misfortune of our family all stems from the little old man, that rebellious son who failed to live up to his expectations."
"It's all because of his lust for sex and his obsession with bed. He provoked that evildoer. Now he lets the evildoer take the lock and he doesn't know whether he will live or die. All of this is the fault of the young man's lax family tradition."
Mr. Xun's eyes flashed slightly, and he said thoughtfully, "He is still a romantic evildoer."
After all, he said, "Although the union between a human and a demon is not tolerated by human nature, if it is done with sincerity, it will be a beautiful story for the ages."
In this world, there are several cases of human-male unions, but the human-monster combinations, which one is not an accomplished immortal, at least have the status of earthly immortals, or even the status of gods. They are reincarnated and cannot
Look at it with simple and ordinary concepts.
Judging from the behavior of the monster in Wangjiazhuang, it does not look like a monster with great cultivation. If he really had great cultivation, how could he fall in love with a lustful person and humiliate the immortal body without time and purity.
Mr. Wang smiled bitterly and said, "The Immortal is joking. Let's not talk about the male and female monsters. It is not a good choice. Besides, although my Wang family is not a big family, it is not a small family. How can we allow such monsters to be born?"
It has defiled the lintel of my Wang family."
Mr. Xun shook his head and said, "It's neither male nor female. I've seen evildoers before."
Mr. Wang stretched out his hand and said, "Er Han, come and tell the Immortal what you saw that day."
Wang Erhan, who had been behind Master Wang, took a few steps forward and said, "Yes, Master."
Wangfu, Xiyuan Garden,
The bright moon hangs high, the night is hazy, and a few clouds slowly float by.
Mr. Xun was dressed in Taoist robes, carrying a seven-star sword and a white jade belt around his waist. He opened the garden gate that was locked by chains and stepped inside.
"mountains"
He recalled what Wang Erhan said and heard during the day, compared it with the 1,210 fairies and ghosts in the catalog of spirits, and whispered to himself.
"I saw a ferocious ghost with a green face and teeth as sharp as saws. He spread human skin on the couch and drew it with a colorful pen. He threw the pen, held up the skin like shaking clothes, draped it over his body, and turned into a woman."
At this time, what Mr. Xun was talking about was the record about the mountains in the Illustrated Book of Spiritual Monsters.
Although the so-called spirit catalog is not as good as the ancient Bai Ze spirit catalog, which contains tens of thousands of demon species, it is also the world's first-class demon identification atlas.
He compared the characteristics that Wang Erhan said: green complexion, sharp teeth, voice like an old cow, and wearing the skin of a beautiful woman. Once he compared the two features, he already understood about seventy-eight points.
"However, this prince is also a talented person. Shanshu seems to have no distinction between men and women, and there is no distinction between male and female. You can use it. If you don't fall into the trap, who can fall into the trap?"
Looking at the abandoned gardens on the left and right that looked like ruins, Mr. Xun shook his head and said, "It's just that this monster has also caused disaster to the entire Wangjiazhuang."
suddenly--
suddenly--
Mr. Xun rolled up his robe and created gusts of wind out of thin air, which immediately swept away the dead leaves all around. This strong wind swept away.
bump
bump
Just a crisp sound was heard, and dozens of windows were opened in the pavilion in the middle of Xiyuan. There was no light in the dark room, and a trace of silence spread inside.
"I am a poor Taoist, Qingfeng, please meet me, fellow Taoist"
When Mr. Xun opened his mouth, he was upright and upright, with a stern look on his face.
After a while, seeing that there was no sound in the pavilion, he said again, "I am a poor Taoist, Qingfeng, please see me."
At this sound, mana has been used, and the aftermath of the mana stirs up the surroundings. In the exquisite water storage tank, drops of water splash immediately, and water mist fills the surrounding area.
At some point, a dark figure appeared from the window, silently looking at Mr. Xun.
Under the moonlight, a monster with exposed fangs and an emerald face, with two blood-colored pupils, stared at Mr. Xun emotionlessly.
"Little Taoist priest, your adults didn't teach you that if you meddle in other people's business, you will pay the price."
Like the grinding of saw teeth, the sound of the black shadow was unpleasant to the bones, making people feel a chill.
"At such a young age, you don't care about Taoism and Buddhist scriptures, practice well, and dare to meddle in my business. You are really not afraid of death."
Mr. Xun said slowly and calmly, "This fellow Taoist, Pindao, is also entrusted by others. Since the Wang family invites you to the door, Pindao cannot remain indifferent to matters of loyalty."
"It's okay, you and I each take a step back. As long as you let Prince Wang go, and Pindao also lets you go once, fellow Taoist Taoist will leave Wangjiazhuang immediately. This will save your life and mine."
Mr. Xun had a serious look on his face. The demonic aura of this mountain peak was boiling like a raging fire. At least it was similar to his cultivation level. He was not an easy person to deal with.
After all, once there is a fight, although the loss can suppress this monster, it will also consume the energy and effort. Therefore, Mr. Xun will calmly discuss with Shan Shu.
"Hoo ho ho"
Shan Shu couldn't help but sneer and screamed, "You're a little Taoist priest, you're quite funny when you talk, but it's a pity that you're nosy, which is really bad."
"Quan Lang and I are sincere, why can't you people see me well?"
"You all deserve to be killed"
The roots of the trees were like a group of snakes dancing, entangled and rushing towards the garden.
For a time, there were more than a thousand tree roots and vines in the garden, pouring out crazily, as densely packed as falling into a snake's nest.
"Humph, I don't care whether two people are in love or not, but you are neither a male nor a female monster, how can you talk about love? I don't know your true identity."
Mr. Xun held his hands, and the bronze seven-star sword was unsheathed. The sword corresponding to the Big Dipper was shining with a cold light.
call out
With a magical sword in his hand, Mr. Xun's superb swordsmanship was like thunder. The light of the sword passed around Zai, and pieces of tree vines broke under the sword's edge, and then turned into countless sparks and scattered.
However, these vines seemed to be endless, spreading rapidly, entangled one by one, threatening to overwhelm Mr. Xun.
Xun Shaofa used his sword, and the sound of the sword became more and more urgent. As his body changed shape, no matter how many vines there were, they could not get within three feet of him.
"Sure enough, good words can't persuade a damn person to die."
The murderous intention gradually arose in his heart, and the ferocity in his heart could no longer be suppressed.
The sword light, the endless sword light, illuminated the dim night in an instant.
Shanshu felt as if he was being stabbed by a strong light in front of his eyes. Countless knife-like pains made Shanshu, who had practiced cultivation for three hundred years, involuntarily let out a shrill scream.
"You deserve to die,"
boom--
The mountain collapsed the wall of the pavilion, and the monster body two or three feet high rushed forward and jumped directly into the center of the circle. With the impact of the fall, countless rubbles flew from the collapse when the feet of the tall body hit the ground.
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Xun Shaojian followed the others and thrust out thirty-five swords in one move, piercing different parts of the mountain monster's body.
"You are an evil obstacle. You have disturbed the principles of human nature and disturbed the order of heaven and earth. Your crime is unpardonable and you must be killed."
This magic sword is a talisman brought by Mr. Xun from the land of Lankefu. It is soaked in talisman water and carries magical power. It is the most restrained against evildoers like Shan Shu.
Little bits of black smoke, as if being scorched, are constantly emerging around the mountains. Layers of black-red flames like magma make the mountains wail repeatedly.
"Stinky Taoist, please mind your own business."
Shanshu roared in pain, waving three sharp claws wildly, almost like three hundred-refined swords. In an instant, three deep knife marks were made.
At this moment, the trapped beasts on the mountain are still fighting, their two arms are waving continuously, and the sharp claws on their fingertips are almost magical weapons. The rockery bonsai and rock fir trees are all cut into countless pieces like tofu in the shadow of these claws.
But Mr. Xun was still strolling in the courtyard, coming and going as he pleased amidst the waving claws in the sky.
"A monster is a monster after all. He doesn't know how to weigh the pros and cons."
Mr. Xun said quietly, as he opened and closed his eyes, a thundercloud loomed.
boom
At this time, dark clouds blocked the moonlight and covered the sky. Countless thunder snakes tumbled, and thunderbolts suddenly fell. Xun Shaofa waved his sword, attracting the power of thunder, and his eyes gradually became purple.
"Five Thunder Heavenly Hearts and Dharma"
The power of Master Xun's sword, with its brilliant divine power, seems to transcend the category of ghosts and immortals, and has entered the ranks of the top human immortals. It can even kill human immortals, Dharma-phase souls, which is no small feat.
Although this Shanshu has extraordinary cultivation and has almost mastered the primordial spirit, she still falls short of it by a hair. She is only infinitely close, but in the end, she has not fully accomplished it.
Therefore, under Xun Shao's sword, there was no way to resist.
In particular, the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Zhengfa in the sword can be said to be the first magical killing method in Taoism. The yang power in it is the nemesis of evil spirits such as demons.
Mr. Xun used his amazing swordsmanship to supplement his thunder technique. Even with three hundred years of practice, this mountain sage could not escape death from this sword.
boom--
Thunder snakes surged, as if a heavy downpour would fall in the next moment. In the thunder light, Mr. Xun's stern face became more and more obvious.
The sword light is mixed with thunder light, pregnant with ultimate destruction.
"No"
Shanshu roared suddenly, as if to seize the last glimmer of life, the paddler with weak hands was making a final struggle.
boom--
Pure white lightning exploded at the last moment, causing the entire Wang family mansion to shake slightly.
The sky above was pure white, as if being rendered by lightning, the sky was also dyed white. For a time, the scene like day continued to spread.
In the end, the only thing that fell in the eye of the mountain was a sword light, which reached up to the Tianhe River and descended to the Yellow Springs. It merged with the light of the sky and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.