Crazy Xiuxian, boundless magic power

Chang Wei's sudden appearance interrupted the two people's spellcasting in the air.

They stopped at the same time and looked at Chang Wei warily.

The two were very puzzled.

Lord Chu?

Who is Lord Chu?

Chang Wei stepped on his sword and stood in the air between the two of them, looking disdainful and arrogant.

"I'll give you three seconds to go to the county government office to await trial, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

"Excuse me, fellow Taoist, who are you?" The black-robed monk was confused by this sudden situation.

Chang Wei shouted coldly without even looking at him.

"one!"

"What are you doing here, fellow Daoist?" The white-robed monk didn't understand the situation either.

"two!"

"Fellow Daoist, are you a friend or an enemy? Please tell me clearly." The black-robed monk said vigilantly.

"three!"

"Fellow......"

"Three breaths have arrived!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chang Wei's robe fluttered without wind.

He put his fingers together and a flying sword appeared in front of him.

"Buzz!"

The sword let out a long cry, and the silver-white sword light suddenly surged, then turned into a stunning streak, shooting straight towards the black-robed monk.

The stunning light quickly flew to three feet in front of the black-robed monk and suddenly turned into dozens of sword shadows. The heavy sword shadows swept towards the black-robed monk with the force of a surging river.

The black-robed monk was shocked when he saw the man suddenly attack him.

He saw the flying sword coming at him with great force, like an army of thousands, and knew that he could not defeat it.

He quickly mobilized his true energy and retreated quickly.

At the same time, he waved the scepter in his hand wildly, sending out waves of afterimages to resist, but he could not break through the blockade of the long river of sword energy.

In a flash, the numerous sword shadows suddenly disappeared, and the flying sword turned from virtual to real, suddenly appearing behind the black-robed monk.

"Oh!"

With a loud bang, the flying sword hit the protective light shield of the black-robed monk.

"Click."

The spiritual energy shield cracked instantly.

The black-robed monk was shocked and his true energy ran wild. He fell rapidly to the ground, smashed through a wooden house, and landed in a wing of a family's house, splashing a cloud of dust, and then there was no movement.

The white-robed monk in the sky was horrified when he saw this man knock down an opponent of equal strength to the ground with one move.

Knowing he was no match for his opponent, he quickly used his escape technique and turned around to leave.

Just after flying a few feet away, he turned around and saw the flying sword suddenly change direction, condensing into a dazzling sword light, as fast as thunder, breaking through the air and pointing directly at his back.

Seeing the sword light approaching, the monk in white knew that he could not escape, so he could only turn around and deal with it.

He quickly made hand gestures and a small bronze tripod suddenly appeared in front of him. In the blink of an eye, the small tripod suddenly grew larger and became five feet square.

At this moment, the flying sword arrived.

"Zheng"

The flying sword collided with the big cauldron, causing a wave of air, and several houses in the city were blown down.

A huge force knocked the cauldron backwards, and the white-robed monk was unable to dodge, so he had to hold up his spiritual energy shield to withstand it.

There was a muffled sound of "bang".

The white-robed monk was hit by the huge cauldron, causing his internal energy to run wild and his sea of ​​​​qi to surge. He could no longer control the escape device under his feet and fell to the ground in an instant.

He fell straight onto the bluestone slabs of the street and almost hit a child who was watching the fun.

"it is good!"

"Great!"

There was a roar in Buffalo and the people cheered loudly.

It was the first time that Chu Wen saw Chang Wei take action. He did not expect that his subordinate was so powerful and felt proud of him.

Seeing that Chang Wei's swordsmanship was more than a hundred times stronger than his own sword-wielding skills, he immediately wanted to learn from him secretly.

……

Half an hour later.

The area outside the county government office was crowded with common people, all there to watch the county magistrate judge the immortal. Sun Bihe, holding Xiu'er, also mixed in the crowd to watch the fun.

"Mighty~"

Twelve yamen runners stood on both sides, Chang Wei and Mr. Xu stood on the right, and Xu Zhubu sat at the left desk.

Chu Wen sat in the hall, and two monks with dissatisfied looks on their faces stood below.

Chang Wei had a fierce look on his face. He raised his sandbag-sized fist and shouted:

"Your Majesty!"

The two monks had blood at the corners of their mouths. They glanced at Chang Wei and half-knelt on the ground reluctantly.

Chu Wen did not care and asked:

"Who are you? Why are you fighting privately and destroying my house in Buffalo?"

The monk in white raised his head and said with a crooked mouth:

"I am an inner sect disciple of Guiyuan Sect. What right do you, a mortal county magistrate, have to control me?"

The black-robed monk had a defiant look on his face and glared at Chu Wen fiercely.

"You are such an ignorant county magistrate! I am a disciple of the inner sect elder of the Qingtian Sect, the True Man Long Xiang. If you know what's best for you, let me go immediately!"

Chu Wen heard this and thought that he was not afraid of Guiyuan Sect, but Qingtian Sect? Isn't it the sect that has a cultivator in the early stage of transformation, and forced me to pay for things with my own spirit stones?

To ensure safety, Chu Wen decided to ask again.

"What is the highest level of cultivation in your Qingtian Sect?"

"Transformation into a God!" The black-robed monk looked proud.

"May I know the name of your sect's Great Immortal?"

Seeing that the county magistrate was afraid, the black-robed monk raised his voice even louder.

"Ancestor Qinglian!"

"Is it just him? Are there any others?" Chu Wen asked hurriedly.

"Humph!"

The black-robed monk snorted and glanced at the white-robed monk defiantly, his intention to protest was obvious.

Seeing this, Chu Wen confirmed that there was only one, and asked again:

"I heard that Master Qinglian has reached the early stage of transformation into a spirit. Is it true?"

"Of course!"

The black-robed monk became more and more proud, thinking to himself, "So you, a dog official, have also heard of the name of Master Qinglian."

Chu Wen felt relieved after hearing this, and said to Chang Wei with a twitch of his lips:

"Take their Qiankun bags."

The black-robed monk was shocked when he heard this.

what's going on?

Not scared?

All my magic weapons and spirit stones are in my Qiankun bag, how can I let others take them away?

The monk in white was also shocked when he heard this. The Qiankun bag was full of treasures that he had collected with great effort, so how could he give them to others?

"Why!"

"Don't think about it!"

The two monks stood up at the same time, covering the bags around their waists with their hands.

They didn't expect that a mortal county magistrate would have such cultivation, so they never used the art of looking at Chu Wen.

They thought Chu Wen was just an ordinary man, so they would not be polite when speaking and their tone was very arrogant.

Chu Wen saw that these two guys were unruly and would not get any compensation if he didn't beat them into submission.

"How dare you, a rude and unruly person, roar in the court. Someone, come here..."

Before Chu Wen could finish his words, he was interrupted by the black-robed monk, who looked sinister and spoke in a sarcastic tone.

"Mr. County Magistrate, aren't you afraid of running into ghosts while walking at night?"

Chu Wen was both angry and amused, thinking to himself, I have a ghost ancestor in my head, why should I be afraid of you?

"Threats! Intimidation! How dare you scare me! Someone, come! Hit me!"

"Ding."

The order was signed.

The twelve yamen runners were in a dilemma.

Even though they had spirit-breaking talismans on their killing sticks, they did not dare to fight these two flying immortals.

But the county magistrate had already given the order, and they dared not disobey, so they had to use the stick to intimidate them and keep working.

I saw twelve people moving slowly, one slower than the other, for fear that they would be the first to walk in front.

Chu Wen was furious when he saw this.

He supported himself on the table with his hands, jumped up with force, easily flipped over the table and landed in the lobby.

Just as he was about to take action himself, he saw Chang Wei had already pinned the black-robed monk to the ground.

Now that it has been uncovered, it would be embarrassing to just go back like this, as it would be a failure and a failure.

So Chu Wen walked towards the monk in white.

After a few breaths.

The officers in the hall and the people outside the gate all stared with wide eyes, looking at the shocking scene in the hall of the county government in disbelief.

The county magistrate and the strong man who was guarding the house pinned the two immortals to the ground and beat them violently.

Fists rained down on the two immortals. They just held their heads and wailed, not even daring to fight back.

The monks in white and black had their grievances unspeakable. It was not that they did not fight back, but that they simply could not win.

They only felt that their opponents' true energy was extremely strong and completely crushed them.

Even if he used all his inner energy to resist, he was still like a child in front of his opponent.

The two monks were shocked and angry.

This county magistrate is actually a monk!

How can a monk be a county magistrate!

I fucking provoke you, so you just beat me up!

Cultivation is to go against the will of heaven, to fight against heaven and earth, wealth, friends, Dharma and land are all indispensable.

Wealth comes first.

The so-called wealth refers to the resources for cultivation. Spiritual stones, elixirs, magical instruments, and spiritual food are all wealth. Without these, there is no way to talk about cultivation.

Chu Wen was not a bad person, nor did he have much greed. He originally just wanted to be a rich man with many wives and concubines and live a happy life.

He came into this world naked, but by some strange combination of circumstances he picked up a sister, and by some strange combination of circumstances he received four spiritual pets, and he also got to know a bunch of lovely people in a muddle.

Most of these people are not ordinary people, and they are all dependent on him. They cannot live a good life relying solely on gold and silver.

Although he is casual and unrestrained, he is a caring person at heart. He always wants to make life better for those around him, so he has to fight for it.

The so-called companion does not just refer to a partner. Partners in practice and masters are all companions.

Practicing Buddhism is difficult, and it is very important to have someone to support and guide you, and to help you when you encounter difficulties.

Chu Wen now has the poetic and picturesque, sweet-talking Xiangjun and Baishui to support each other, and he is very satisfied.

The so-called Dharma refers to the methods and techniques of cultivation. Practicing without guidance is like a blind man touching an elephant. If you are not careful, you will go astray. This is what Chu Wen lacks the most.

Because of Xiu'er's background, Chu Wen didn't dare to take risks and could only hide in this remote place, slowly groping and developing.

The so-called place refers to the environment for practice.

The beautiful mountains and rivers can calm the mind, and the gathering of spiritual energy can improve the efficiency of practice. However, Chu Wen doesn't care about this at all.

He is playful and unruly, with worldly thoughts in his heart. He has no intention of escaping from the world. It is enough for him to have his own quiet courtyard in this bustling county town.

What he lacked was only spiritual energy. The spiritual energy here was thin and it all depended on the conversion of spirit stones, which brought it back to wealth.

Ultimately, without money, you can't succeed.

Even for the sake of the people around him, Chu Wen has to be the bad guy. If he is friendly, no one will give him money.

Chang Wei didn't have so many thoughts, he just beat people.

Anyone who insults the young master will be beaten!

Anyone who doesn't listen to me will be beaten!

Beat anyone you don’t like!

Anyone who dislikes the young master will be beaten!

Those who are hitting the young master, stop them!

This is how this reckless man repays his gratitude.

"Bang bang bang..."

A few dozen breaths later.

Seeing that the white-robed monk no longer resisted, Chu Wen stopped and pulled off the monk's Qiankun bag.

Turning around, he saw the black-robed monk still struggling, and said to Chang Wei:

"Beat him!"

"Yes!" Chang Wei said as he pounded.

Chu Wen glanced around the county government office and glared at the twelve yamen runners hatefully.

Then he took the Qiankun bag and walked back to the table.

Master Xu widened his eyes and looked at the immortal on the ground and the county magistrate in disbelief, his eyes full of astonishment.

Sun Bihe stood outside the gate holding Xiu'er, looking at Chu Wen with stars in her eyes, praising in her heart:

Wen Neng can bring peace to the world with his pen, and Wan Neng can use his horse to settle the world.

You get to know women when you go to bed, and you get to know shoes when you get off the bed.

A real man.