Da Bong fights more people

The prisoner said in an old voice, "What are you doing in the capital?"

"The poor way is looking for disciple Li Miaozhen."

"Leave the capital before dusk."

After the supervisor finished speaking, he stopped talking.

Bingyi Yuanjun saluted again, and left with the flying sword.

She stepped on the flying sword, ignoring the scrutiny of the "eyes" in the capital, and soon, Frozen Yi Yuanjun locked a three-entry compound, pressed the flying sword without hesitation, and landed quickly.

In the inner courtyard.

She saw a six or seven-year-old girl, a small peas, holding a stone table several times her size, wandering slowly in the yard, as if she was sharpening her strength.

The little girl's face was flushed, her shallow eyebrows were raised upright, and her two short, bent legs were trembling non-stop.

On the side, a girl from southern Xinjiang with wheat-colored skin and blue eyes was eating nuts and applauding.

Another glamorous mature woman watched anxiously and kept saying: "Be careful, be careful"

Bingyi Yuanjun descended in the courtyard, attracting the attention of two big women and one small woman.

"Who are you?"

My aunt looked at this beautiful Taoist nun who couldn't tell her age, and felt that she was like a sculpture without emotion.

"Poverty Heavenly Sect Bingyi Yuanjun."

The emotionless sculpture saluted: "This is Xu Yinluo's home."

The aunt nodded, thinking that that unlucky nephew had provoked another beautiful girl.

She suddenly thought of something, and blurted out: "Are you a fellow disciple of Taoist priest Li Miaozhen?"

Bingyi Yuanjun nodded: "It's the little disciple."

My aunt became enthusiastic all of a sudden, and greeted: "Please, Taoist priest."

The two parties entered the inner hall, and my aunt asked Lu'e, the personal maid, to serve tea.

Bingyi Yuanjun looked at his aunt, his glazed eyes were calm, and his voice was soft but without emotion:

"The little apprentice is not in the house."

The aunt drank tea and said, "Master Li, she left the capital a few days ago."

"Where did you go?"

"I don't know, I just said that I have traveled to the rivers and lakes."

Bingyi Yuanjun nodded slowly, and said softly: "Madam, can you tell me about what the bad guys did in the capital?"

The aunt immediately boasted about Li Miaozhen, just like bragging about the other's child when chatting with a neighbor in the neighborhood.

"Li Daochang is kind and generous, with a chivalrous heart. She is the most upright and enthusiastic female heroine I have ever seen. Oh, Tianzong really deserves to be a decent school, and the disciples he teaches have impeccable character.

"Small one can give porridge to the poor, and one big one can help my nephew kill the emperor. Good, that's great!"

Bingyi Yuanjun's indifferent face became more and more expressionless, he got up and said goodbye: "Poverty Dao has important matters to attend to, so it's inconvenient to stay for a long time."

"I send off to the Taoist priest"

The aunt sent her out of the inner hall, watching the other party stepping on the flying sword and fleeing through the air.

"You don't seem very happy?"

Aunt muttered.

Bingyi Yuanjun did not leave Beijing immediately, but Yujian went to Lingbao Temple.

She had just flown into the imperial city, approached the Lingbao Temple, and suddenly a brilliant sword light came from the depths of the temple.

Bingyi Yuanjun's glazed eyes froze slightly, she let the sword light betray her own flight path, the next moment, the sword light deviated by itself, cut towards the sky, and quickly disappeared.

Bingyi Yuanjun landed in the small courtyard deep in the Lingbao Temple.

The courtyard is full of withered flowers and plants, and the rockery stands alone. In the peaceful small pond, sitting cross-legged is a beautiful woman, wearing a lotus crown, wearing a Taoist robe, with a little cinnabar between her eyebrows, like a fairy in the nine heavens.

Cool and stunning, not stained with mortal dust.

Both of them are beautiful Taoist nuns, with different looks, which complement each other.

"Junior Sister Luo, Tianzun entrusted me to pass on a message to you, can you be promoted to the first rank within three years?"

Bingyi Yuanjun had no expression on his face, and his tone was indifferent: "If you can't step into the first rank within three years, you will have to die in a catastrophe. Rather than dying in a catastrophe, it is better to die at the hands of Tianzun."

If he didn't know the virtues of the Taoist priests of Tianzong, Luo Yuheng would think that Bingyi Yuanjun was provoking him.

Luo Yuheng said lightly: "Short is three months, long is a year, I will go to Tianzong."

Bingyi Yuanjun still had no expression on his face, and said: "Are you sure to overcome the tribulation?"

Luo Yuheng didn't hide it: "I have found a Taoist companion, and soon, I will double practice with him. Double cultivation is seven days a month, and within half a year, I can overcome the catastrophe."

"Very good!"

Bingyi Yuanjun nodded: "You know where my disciple has gone."

"I don't know, that disciple of yours has a strong sense of justice, and he can't rub the sand in his eyes. It's even more difficult to make her forget her feelings."

Luo Yuheng mocked a bit: "The world knows the heroine Feiyan, but not the saint of Tianzong. Instead of expecting her to inherit the great lineage of Tianzong, it is better to count on the son of God."

Bingyi Yuanjun slowly shook his head: "Miaozhen has indeed gone astray, but the Holy Son has gone astray."

"What's the meaning of this?"

Bingyi Yuanjun didn't answer.

When Bingyi Yuanjun went to the capital to look for the villain Li Miaozhen, Taoist Xuancheng also visited the girl who had been slept with by the villain Li Lingsu in those years.

Leizhou is in the west, adjacent to the Western Regions, and is the westernmost state of Dafeng.

Leizhou covers a vast area, as big as two Yongzhous, but because there are so many saline-alkali lands and it belongs to a semi-arid zone, the land is not fertile.

Therefore, the population is not as dense as that of other prefectures, and because Leizhou is the center of business exchanges between Dafeng and the Western Regions, it has caused rich places to be rich, and places without money to gnaw on steamed buns.

The gap between rich and poor is huge.