When ordinary people look at people, they first look at their clothes and then their appearance.
When Yang Yu observes people, he first looks at their destiny, and secondly, looks at their breath.
"call!"
Not long after Master Sake and other Cangjiang Sect masters left, Yang Yu had already walked out of the night, reaching out to touch the ethereal Qi machine.
The invisible Qi field is everywhere.
Relying on the rotation of the element magnet, Yang Yu can easily erase the traces he left in a place, even if it is vegetation, he cannot record it.
In the same way, we can also trace the scenes that happened here based on the qi that seems to be there and not at all.
Breaking through the barriers, Yuan Magnetic Rotation is no longer a martial arts technique, but a supernatural power.
"Cangjiangmen, sake..."
Looking intently, Yang Yu recognized the Taoist who was following him.
"You later said that you were invited to the Qianyuan Imperial Capital, but why did you suddenly change your mind? Isn't that Chishan City very good?"
"Where is the best place?
In the land of Nanling, the climate is violent, rice is harvested seven times a year, and there is no shortage of rice and noodles. But that is just a theory.
The eldest son of Jiang Shentong died in that turmoil.
"If I hadn't accepted him as my disciple back then, how would I know that he's not among them now? He hasn't become an immortal yet, but he has completely forgotten his identity?!"
Yang Yu's mind changed.
In just eight or seven months, the Jicheng District has undergone tremendous changes. The once prosperous Longzi Temple has already changed its owner.
Even, that snake demon.
There is no contradiction between being rich in products and starving people to death.
"Master, do you recognize me?"
But why did the immortal point the way to such a big temple? Could it be that the enemy is outside that big temple?
Suddenly, the bell hanging on Yan Xia's waist rang.
"Could it be that your visit this time is..."
"Could it be him?"
According to legend, the ceremony was so powerful that it turned dozens of cities upside down during the Qianyuan period.
Jiang Shentong also changed his attire, his tattered Taoist robe was stained with dust.
"Let's take a look."
"Is there such a master hiding in the city of Lushan? Why didn't he take action when we killed that evil dragon that day?"
Yan Xia swung the bell vigorously. The bell was one of the few inherited magical weapons left by the Hun Dan Sect.
Yan Xia was a little confused.
Ritual is the name given to all masters of supernatural powers. For mortals, this is heaven!
Yan Xia was startled and subconsciously covered a string of bells around his waist:
Its name is ‘The Immortal Guides the Way’.
"ah?!"
If it weren't for the help provided by those temples when I was young, I'm afraid my mother-in-law would have died two hundred years later.
"That bell"
At this moment, the city festival area is bustling with people, the incense in various temples is very strong, and rice and noodles are distributed in various temples to attract pilgrims.
Because, after all, under the Qianyuan Dynasty, it was the Cangjiang Gate!
However, before I could breathe a sigh of relief, a hand, slowly or urgently, was placed on my shoulder.
How terrifying and formidable it would be to be able to ignore Cangjiang Gate and mobilize the power of the Four-Year Level Demon to massacre the city.
At this moment, I also came to my senses, a little angry and helpless, my master was here to meddle in my own business again.
Of course I don't believe the most widely spread rumors in the city at the moment, but it is true that the two great legends of Cangjiang Gate were killed.
Jiang Shentong did not speak, but quickened his pace and headed towards the city sacrifice area.
"It's so stupid and ridiculous to kowtow every day just for that little rice and noodles..."
On the street, a pair of masters and apprentices figured out the truth of that night from the discussion.
Jiang Shentong sighed in his heart.
Jiang Shentong sighed:
The excitement of this night was reduced to a topic of conversation after dinner. The streets, alleys, teahouses and restaurants, and even the storytellers were all talking loudly.
Jiang Shentong slapped his disciple to the ground:
"This sake Taoist is much more tyrannical than the Bamboo Leaf Green... The Dragon King of Bibo Pond he mentioned was the person spying behind the Green Snake that night?"
From sunset, Lushan City remains as usual.
Master Qingjiu is a true disciple of the previous generation of Cangjiang Sect. He achieved the rank of Jiuyao more than eighty years ago.
After Yuan Ben looked up, he disappeared without a trace.
The shadows flowed, and in an instant, Jiang Shentong had changed his position dozens of times, cutting off all traces of his aura.
"Shut up!"
"Walk!"
The Cangjiang Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and there are countless masters in the sect, and they are even backed by the leader of the Immortal Sect of Wanshi Tianzong.
Jingle bell bell~
I didn't expect that the death of this evil dragon would lead to revenge.
"But they cursed you..."
He listened quietly to the discussions of many people, and he could not help but think of the young man who snatched away the 'Blood Pond Dao Fruit' outside the heavy rain that day.
"snort!"
The voice of the storyteller in the restaurant was ups and downs, as if he was immersed in the scene.
"Disciple is wrong."
What Zhai Lun saw most was that his master sighed, hurriedly admitted his mistake, and changed the subject:
"But it is said that on this day, there is a snake demon stirring up the situation, trying to overturn the mountain and massacre all living beings..."
Leaving trouble behind is not my style.
"who?!"
"Um?!"
Jiang Shentong was shocked and raised his head suddenly.
Jiang Shentong glared at him with a solemn expression:
"The Cangjiang Gate of Chishan City is in danger of being destroyed. It really does not deserve the name of an Immortal Gate."
"Although our master and apprentice are not living a very good life, we have magical powers and are never short of food. But those common people..."
As a second-generation person, I don’t look forward or backward when doing things, but once I do something, I have to do my best.
The incarnation of Wu Jian has jumped up from the shadow, drifting and disappearing into the night like a ghost.
Who would have expected that he would not be able to protect the people under his command, and that both the two true legends would die in the city...
"You only see them kowtow to worship gods, but you don't know that these rice noodles are enough for their family for several days..."
Jiang Shentong reacted quickly, grabbed Yan Xia and disappeared into the shadow of the corner. Almost at the same time, a flying sword cut through the void, and with a hiss, the wall was shattered.
With the rotation of the magnetism in his body, he has great supernatural powers that are inseparable between the two realms. His incarnation is better than the original body, and he is better at tracking the hidden path.
The common people applauded one after another, but there were also many magical power masters who looked at it warmly, with disdain in their hearts, but did not refute anything.
"But I didn't expect that there was a demon from the Tianli Sect in this city. He hid himself and secretly assassinated two immortal leaders!"
"call!"
Doing two things at once, while sensing the perspective of the incarnation, Yang Yu turned around and walked towards Lushan City.
Seeing that his master seemed really angry, Yan Xia admitted his mistake a little aggrievedly:
Jiang Shentong looked dull.
…
"Disciple is wrong..."
Looking at that scene, Yan Xia felt very unhappy:
In front of me is a large, shabby temple that is located in a remote location and has little incense. The temple priest in the courtyard is actually an eight-year-old child...
…
Yan Xia, who changed his appearance and dressed up as a wandering Taoist priest, was a little surprised when he heard the discussions in the streets.
He could remember how the believers scolded and cursed his master and the sword fairy Nanling after the dragon was slaughtered that day.
…
"At this critical moment, Cangjiang Sect's true disciple, Immortal Chief Fang Qing, took action angrily and fought the snake demon in the sky. After thousands of rounds, he finally killed the snake in the city!"