Sword comes

In the backyard of the ancient house, outside the embroidery building, the battle is in full swing.

The big bearded swordsman who traveled so far only to slay monsters, although the realm of martial arts is not too high, and he has a solid four realms, but the precious sword in his hand is a high-quality magic weapon. After infusing true energy, When the knife was drawn, red light bloomed, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder, which was unstoppable.

The old woman who was guarding the Sanjin courtyard before turned out to be a hidden Qi trainer of the three realms, but she was old and lacked energy, and she still lost to the bearded hero and the precious sword. Stunned by the big man with the back of a knife, he kicked him, crashed into the wing room, and passed out.

Originally, the old woman was not so miserable, but she had been in the cage for a long time, and had been soaked by the evil spirit gathered by the formation for a long time. Although she was not a shadowy ghost cultivator, she was naturally afraid of the masculinity of the sword.Moreover, the bearded swordsman has traveled all over the world and has extremely rich fighting experience. It is indeed reasonable for the old woman to lose quickly.

After entering the courtyard at last, at first the male owner of the ancient house chose to fight off the enemy alone. He fell into the courtyard from the side of the beauty and picked up a long sword that had been covered in dust for a long time. The blade was as cool as water. It does not face head-to-head with the precious sword, every time the sword is drawn, it directly stabs the key aura of the bearded man, and the tip of the sword reveals a blue sword light, bringing a trace of poignant and beautiful fireflies in the rain.

The bearded swordsman strikes with the demeanor of a fierce soldier on the battlefield. He is unpretentious and unpretentious. Every time he strikes the sword, it is fast and fierce. The moves are not complicated, nor are they exquisite. If you are in the middle, you are done, and if you are in the middle, you will be seriously injured.Against the superior swordsmanship of the man in black, the bearded swordsman still had room for strength.

Show him some clues, the man drew his sword more swiftly, because he had a bit of real anger, and cursed: "You birdman, you are obviously from the righteous way of the immortal family, and you don't want to fight for a good way of immortality. Why do you want to be depraved?" In the end, you become a half-human, half-ghost, favoring this female ghost, causing harm to this place for hundreds of miles, desolate and uninhabited, do you think you deserve to die?"

The bearded man yelled angrily, held a knife in both hands, and slashed down heavily. He slashed at the man's sword, causing both the man and the sword to collapse several feet away. , the rain splashed under his feet, he finally stood still, swallowed the blood that rushed to his throat, the man with a haggard expression twisted his wrist, and shook a sword flower, which instantly shattered countless raindrops near the tip of the sword, and the cracking sound was like Spring firecrackers.

The big bearded man stomped forward with one foot, holding the knife in his hand, and the precious light flowed, shrouding his entire arm in the brilliance. The big man pointed at the man with one hand, and glared at him, "Buddhas say that turning back is the right thing to do, you bully!" Shi Miezu's bastard, if you don't stop, you really think I, Xu, dare not kill you."

That man spoke for the first time tonight, probably because he had a poetic spirit in his stomach. Although his voice was hoarse, like a knife sharpened by a stone, he had an elegant demeanor and a calm expression. He also said to put down the butcher knife and immediately become a Buddha."

The bearded man looked around, raised his head and glanced at the beauty on the second floor where the door was closed, looked away, and sneered: "Yo, you still have the mood to talk to me here, it seems that you are a little dependent, that's right, Based on your background, and the fact that you are a qi trainer who is at the bottom of the five realms, it is impossible to say that in the past hundred years, you have already run a huge dirty family business, otherwise the nearby gods of mountains and rivers would not be sympathetic to what you did , Turn a blind eye. If I guessed correctly, although you must have no shame to recognize your ancestors, but outside, you have to do a lot of tricks to scare outsiders from touching you."

Speaking of this, the big man was already extremely angry, his face was like the glare of a heavenly king in a temple statue, and his tongue burst into spring thunder: "Yes and no."

The man with the long sword smiled and said nothing, with a sense of sadness deep in his eyes.

The bearded man said sternly: "I gave you a chance to be a man again, if I don't want it, then don't blame Xu for being ruthless in killing monsters."

Before the man pulled out the sword, the man sighed, a little guilty, then bit his finger, drew a talisman on the sword body, and wrote a Qingci Dan book with his own blood.

Qingci Baogao is one of the Taoist rites. It is said that in ancient times, one could write a letter to the gods, directly reach the heaven, and connect the heaven and the earth. Once the Qing Ci appeared, he could even hold a thunderbolt in his hand and protect his body with a golden body. In a short period of time, he was like a general from the Ministry of Thunder who came to the world, which is beyond words.

"It's no wonder that there are remnants of high-quality Qing Ci left on the screen wall. You, a birdman, are actually a formal disciple of the Shengao Sect. You really can't be redeemed by a hundred deaths."

The bearded man was so angry that he almost jumped, he slashed out with all his strength, and the brilliance exploded, setting off the whole courtyard as bright as day.

For him, demons and ghosts haunt the world, no matter how outrageous their tyrannical acts, a bearded man who is used to weird and miserable things will not be too shocked, because that is the nature of demons and ghosts, if they are kind to people , That's a strange thing, so the bearded man has always tried his best to kill, and he won't be so angry like today.

But for a Qi trainer to turn his back on evil and take advantage of his power to bully others, this is the most resentful behavior of a bearded man.

The big bearded swordsman under the rage has an amazing momentum, and the sword is strong when he is angry, not to mention the precious sword, which is a magical weapon that even the masters of the rivers and lakes would covet. The turbulence caused the rainwater that unfortunately fell on the small courtyard to turn into dust in the air before it touched the green brick floor.

Although he resorted to the master's unique skills, the man in the ancient house is too mentally exhausted, his skin is rotten, like an old man in his dying years, his realm barely maintains at the threshold of the five realms, but his energy has long been exhausted, like a river bed that is wide but without much water. The stream was almost drying up, which also made the Qingci Baogao on the sword body increase the attacking strength of the long sword, with little effect.

On the second floor of the Embroidery Building, a female ghost in a blue dress finally couldn't help showing up. She covered her face with one hand and supported the pillar with the other.

With her appearance, the courtyard wall, the ground in the courtyard, the pillars of the veranda, and the roots of trees as thick as arms shot towards them like bed crossbow arrows.

The bearded swordsman, who had already gained the upper hand, suddenly appeared in danger, but he was still happy and fearless. He moved around in the courtyard, dodging the arrows of branches and roots, and cut off the hidden weapons that passed by with a knife. The man was heroic, and when he was in a dangerous situation, he laughed loudly and said: "The old witch is indeed a tree spirit. Good luck, Mr. Xu will cut off all your roots, and when the time comes, I will leave you alone and let you live under the scorching sun." die in the sun"

A young Taoist came rushing from the veranda, with a pair of yellow paper talismans pasted on his calf, which made him run like a gust of wind, making people dazzled. Help you kill demons"

The big bearded man was hit on the shoulder by a tree root, and with a huge momentum, he spun around in the air and chopped off the tree root with a single blow. After cutting the tree roots, black blood oozes from the cut, giving off a stench, coupled with the gloomy rain, making the yard full of miasma, but fortunately, the big man's true martial arts spirit is constantly flowing, quite thick, like a layer of golden light protecting his body, seeing the young Taoist Come to join in the fun, the bearded man spat out a mouthful of blood, and said with an angry smile: "Little Taoist priest, please don't help but don't help me, take your friends and leave the house quickly, just go to that small town to prepare good wine and reward Xu, this is It has been a great help”

The young Taoist priests were unwilling to leave just like that. It was their duty to kill demons and eliminate harm for the people.

As an offshoot disciple of the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, no matter how distant the relationship is, no matter how far away from the Taoist holy land, across thousands of mountains and rivers, Zhang Shan, no matter how unknown his name and meager Taoism, that is still the same. One of the tens of millions of candidates for the Zhang family's orthodox celestial master

The talisman attached to the legs of the young Taoist is exactly the divine amulet purchased with a lot of money, which can last for about a stick of incense. Royal Wind Patrol Hunting.As a result, the Divine Walking Talisman was able to rank as the seventh rank among the nine ranks of the Talisman Book of Talismans. Even if it was expensive, it was worth the money for young Taoists who lacked combat power and were weak.

Catch the thief first to catch the king.

Taoist Zhang Shan pinched the sword formula with two fingers, ran in the veranda, looked up at the second floor of the embroidery building, and said: "Hurry up like a law, go!"

With a swish of the mahogany sword on the back, it flew out from behind the young Taoist. With the slight shaking of the two fingers of the sword formula, it didn't kill the tree spirit female ghost on the other side of the pillar of the embroidery building, but made a big round. Circle, draw a delicate arc, and finally go around the colonnade, and stab the face of the female ghost from the side.

The female ghost not only wants to help the husband downstairs suppress the edge of the bearded swordsman's precious sword, but at the moment is also distracted from dealing with the mahogany sword that roars through the air, so she doesn't care to cover up her ugly face with one hand. It turns out that half of her face is rotten. The maggots crawled, the bones were miserable, and only half of his face was slightly intact, which was also like cracks in the ice of porcelain. This disgusting appearance, the less timid ordinary people, might be scared to death on the spot.

Several blue branches as thick as a thumb burst out from the pillar, entangled tightly with the mahogany sword that was about to be nailed into the face by an inch,

In an instant, a soybean-sized silver talisman glowed on the mahogany sword, and rolled up and down the sword body. A little aura was the talisman, which made those branches burn like a fire, and green smoke burst out.

As if struck by lightning, the female ghost let out a heart-piercing wail, and quickly turned her neck away, not daring to look at the aura again, and swung her sleeves violently, almost being wrapped in charred branches with the peach wood sword, and thrown into it together. In the boudoir of Xiulou, after the female ghost turned her head, due to too much movement, blood clots and maggots on her face fell on the bed of the beauty. The female ghost whimpered softly, not knowing whether it was pain or embarrassment.

"Yingying"

After seeing this scene, the man holding the sword let out a soft cry, couldn't help himself, and called out the female ghost's boudoir name. The man was heartbroken, and said sadly: "Why do you bully others so much and collude with the mountain god of the temple, and force us like this? Although the couple Zhuojing are ghosts and spirits, they can do harmless actions. For more than a hundred years, I have not only used my own blood to maintain Zhuojing's vitality, but also used the ancient house as a front to absorb the shadows with a radius of three hundred miles. It’s just filth, but it’s the obscene mountain god who took the luck of the mountains and rivers for his own cultivation. One of you calls yourself a hero, and the other is a Taoist. Why don’t you bother him, but come here to be aggressive.”

Speaking of this, the man with the sword laughed sadly and angrily: "Just because our husband and wife are not human beings, and the person surnamed Qin is a mountain god, you feel that good and evil are clearly distinguished."

The sword-wielding man with rotten skin and little blood, with the horizontal sword on his chest, lowered his head to stare at the bright sword light. Once upon a time, there was a majestic sect, green mountains and green waters, cranes singing, caves and blessed land, and he also practiced cultivation there. She practiced swordsmanship and was familiar with Qingci treasures. She was once a young handsome man who was expected to enter the fifth stage of middle school, but suddenly a letter from her family was sent to the mountain gate, saying that the girl who was a matchmaker with his childhood sweetheart was seriously ill. The most famous doctor in the county city has also been unable to return to heaven. The family letter asks him to practice with peace of mind, because even if he goes down the mountain, he will probably not be in time to see the woman for the last time. At the end of the family letter, his father also hinted to him that this marriage will never be his In the future, it will be an obstacle to go up in Shengaozong.

He burned his family letters and went down the mountain with his sword.

When returning home, the woman had died.

He insisted on going his own way, using a secret technique of the God's Imperial Sect, and wrote a soul-calling talisman with his heart and blood. He took the woman's body and dragged her remaining soul, and rushed to the deep mountains and old forests overnight. He hid in the cave at sunrise, and hurriedly He hurried on his way, trying to find a place full of yin, hoping to help her revive her soul. For more than a hundred years, he spent all his money, thought and cultivation, built an ancient house, and stole the ancient house. The wood core of an ancestral female elm in Yu country uses the evil secret technique of transferring flowers and plants to fuse the woman's soul with the wood core. Under her dress, there is no foot left, only the roots of the tree. The whole ancient house is a helper. She continued her life, but also painted the ground as a prison

On the embroidered building, they worshiped the heaven and the earth together, and worshiped their parents from a distance, and finally the husband and wife worshiped each other, and they depended on each other ever since.

Only the girl's personal servant girl, never abandoning them, changed from a blue-haired girl to a white-haired old woman.

Forget the past.

The man with the sword murmured: "If the world is like this, there will be no point in living as a husband and wife."

The bearded swordsman stopped his treasured sword, stretched out one hand, raised it high, and made a gesture of truce, and asked in a deep voice: "What's hidden during this period?"

The man smiled bitterly and said, "The mountain god of the lewd temple has been coveting the ancient house for a long time. I knew at the beginning of this spring that it was difficult for me to resist the insidious temptations of those sneaky people with my remaining cultivation, so I had to go against my conscience and my oath. Write a secret letter to the Zongmen, hoping that the Zongmen can send a deity from the middle five realms to help deter that mountain temple. It’s just that the muddy cow has entered the sea, and no news has been sent back. This is normal, and the Zongmen is wrong. It is enough to be benevolent and righteous enough to kill them all, who would want to get involved in such dirty things, if I were on the mountain and heard this kind of sect scandal, I would probably wish to go down the mountain to clean up the sect."

Taoist Zhang Shan came to the bearded man and explained in a low voice: "The time left is running out for the magical talisman on Xiaodao's leg. If they cheat, Xiaodao will really retreat with his friends."

But Taoist Zhang Shan suddenly smiled, "But Xiaodao thinks what the man said is true."

The big bearded swordsman is a little bit embarrassed, people are ghosts, smiling faces are ghostly, the world is unpredictable.

If there is really a disciple of the God Sect who is willing to come here, even if it is only a second or third level outside monk, he can prove the innocence of the ghost man and the tree ghost woman in the ancient house.

Shen Gaozong is the head of Taoism in Baopingzhou, and there is another Tianjun as the god of Dinghai. To put it mildly, even a handyman disciple who cleans the steps of the mountain gate is probably more effective than the head of a small sect outside.

The four present, although the battle had come to an end, still did not dare to be distracted in the slightest.

Especially the woman from Xiulou who stole the core of the ancient elm tree. Before that, she had been well protected by the man of the old house. In this battle, she was cut off countless roots by the bearded swordsman, and she was even frightened by the mahogany sword. It was not easy, although deep down in her heart, she knew that there would be such a day sooner or later, but when this day really came, it still made her panic. She only felt that she would always be a burden to her husband, and the guilt in her heart became more and more intense.

She was in a mess.

It has been like this for a hundred years.

At this moment, two powerful auras with astonishing momentum appeared from the second entrance courtyard. One was wearing a Taoist robe and descended from the sky.Although the men and women in the ancient house had heard about the fighting over there before, but the real enemy was in front of them, and they were too busy dealing with the bearded swordsmen, so they had no time to find out. It was only the old woman who was a maid who had regained her sobriety. He is blocking the insidious villain who sneaked into the old house.

Soon there will be the Mountain God of the Yin Temple and the White Deer Taoist, who come and go even more hurriedly.

He even said strange things about "Natural Flying Sword" and "Sword Immortal", as if meeting a real mountain god, he didn't dare to make a move, and hurriedly retreated far away.

The bearded man said softly, "Little Taoist priest, go and have a look."

The Taoist priest Zhang Shan was stunned. Although the bearded man spoke calmly, the meaning revealed in his eyes was to ask him to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

The young Taoist was speechless, feeling agitated and sad.

Fortunately, I have finally met someone of the same kind, and I am willing to risk my life to eliminate demons and defend the way. In Longtan and Tiger's Cave, I still have the same spirit as before. This is the person he most desires to be in this life. The sad thing is that I am always so useless and mediocre. .

The young Taoist didn't speak, and silently steered the mahogany sword back from the Xiulou, took it in his hand, leaned on the last moment of the magic amulet on his leg, turned and walked away.

The sword-wielding man in the courtyard frowned and thought deeply, not knowing whether the changes over there were joy or sorrow.

Could it be that Shen Gaozong really sent his disciples down the mountain to come here?

The woman was worried about his body, and it was at the end of her battle. This battle was more like a drum for death. She no longer cared about her demeanor, and moved forward slowly. The huge body covered by the blue dress and the tall embroidered building, for the first time It appeared that the beauty on the second floor was broken by the quilt, like a woman standing on a huge tree stump leaning down in the yard, behind her was a large section of old tree roots slanting in the air.

She stretched out her hands tremblingly, supporting the man's face, babbling, she only hated herself for not being able to speak.

The man comforted softly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it may be that the sect sent people to rescue."

Seeing this scene, the bearded swordsman sighed and struck the ground with his long knife, thinking that even if the husband and wife in front of him were really vicious ghosts, this affection cannot be faked.

After Chen Pingan frightened away the Mountain God of the Yin Temple and the White Deer Taoist, he picked up the round ball of Jiawan, put it in the square inch, and then quietly rushed to the veranda of the three or four yards, ready to control the two flying swords at any time Kill the enemy separately, Fifteen went to kill the man with the sword instantly, and the first day was responsible for delaying and killing the tree charm girl, but when Chen Pingan was about to let the two flying swords plunder the Yangjian gourd, he found that the battle had stopped , the two sides did not intend to desperately for the time being, Chen Pingan listened to the words from the heart of the man in the old house, who seemed to be expressing his true feelings, and was a little uncertain about the authenticity, so he began to hold his breath and stand silently behind a pillar that concealed his figure.

When the bearded swordsman asked the Taoist priest Zhang Shan to leave, Chen Pingan thought for a while, pointed his toes, and raised his figure, then stepped on the pillar of the corridor, and shot the bullet towards the Sanjin courtyard. In a flash, he patted his hands lightly on the crossbeam in front of him, his figure went up like a fish floating in water, he passed through it smoothly, and soon returned from the third entrance to the second entrance yard, and landed floatingly, standing in front of the original residence. Sitting on the threshold at the door of the wing room, the moment Chen Pingan just sat down on his buttocks, the young Taoist priest rushed over.

"Pingan Chen"

Taoist Zhang Shan said in a hurry, "Let's grab our things and leave quickly. The knight Xu wants us to go to the town as soon as possible. Things are twists and turns. I won't be able to explain for a while."

Chen Ping stood up, and suddenly pointed to the gate of the ancient house, "Someone broke in."

After entering the door, a group of people put away their oil-paper umbrellas, walked around the screen wall, turned into the veranda, and strode towards their courtyard.

This group of people were all dressed in elegant and elegant Taoist robes, with fishtail crowns, one of the three Taoist religions, on their heads. Five Taoist priests, both young and old, had an extraordinary aura.

The head of the old Taoist should be the leader. In the night, his eyes are still piercing and radiant. At first glance, he looks like a man of immortals who has achieved Taoism.

The other four people are young Taoists with weak crowns, holding copper bells and carrying long swords with black sheaths on their backs.

There was a pair of teenagers and girls who looked exactly the same, with haughty expressions, a long black rope hung from the waist of one of them, and a beautiful blue and yellow bamboo whip was slung across the waist of the other.

There is also a child with a smiling face, because he is the smallest in size and the shortest in legs, he walks with style and swaggers, holding an unremarkable long piece of wood in his hand, but it is engraved with the words "All ghosts bow their heads" ancient characters.

The young Taoist laughed lightly and said, "Master, you are a human and not a demon."

The old Taoist nodded, and ignored Chen Pingan and Zhang Shan who were standing at the door of the wing room, and walked straight ahead. When the men and women passed by them, they were not interested in Chen Pingan, who was carrying two swords in a wooden box. After a few glances at Taoist priest Zhang Shan's Taoist crown and Taoist gown, they seemed to feel a little fresh.

The five Taoist priests just left the two of them behind. After the old Taoist stepped into the courtyard of the third entrance, he suddenly shouted angrily: "Yang Huang, the wicked man, don't come out and plead guilty."

When the sword-wielding man downstairs heard the familiar voice, he felt mixed feelings.

The good news is that the old Taoist is an undoubted inner disciple of the Shengao Sect, which means that his distress letter has played a role. Although the sect has already removed its own Taoist genealogy, it still does not intend to ignore it, but Really sent people down the mountain to investigate this matter, which means that the prostitute mountain god surnamed Qin is doomed to be unable to eat.

However, there was even greater worry in the man's heart. The old man and him were of the same generation. The relationship between them is extremely bad. When they were practicing in Shengaozong, the two were incompatible. Now one is an unattainable fairy teacher, and the other is a lowly ghost who is neither human nor ghost. how can

Behind the old Taoist, not behind him Yang Huang, is the Shen Gaozong who has a Taoist master sitting in the gate of the mountain.

The man with the sword asked the woman to hide behind him. He gently stabbed the long sword into the ground, no longer holding the sword, facing the corridor, and bowed to the end, "Yang Huang is willing to accept the punishment of the sect."

The old Taoist stepped into the Xiulou Square in high spirits, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "Yang Huang, I haven't seen you in a hundred years, it's been a very busy time."

The bearded man turned his head to look, and after seeing the attire of the five Taoist priests clearly, he didn't go up to the immortal masters of the Shengao Sect, but clasped his fists at the bowing man and said, "It's Xu who offended the Xian couple tonight." , hereby sincerely make amends, and if necessary, someone Xu will definitely step forward."

The bearded man has traveled the rivers and lakes for twenty years, and his eyesight is so sharp that he can see through Yang Huang's disagreement with that old Taoist from Shengaozong at a glance.

Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, that's all.

Those glamorous Taoist priests, old and young, only have the words "decent people" plastered on their foreheads.

Let the Taoist Zhang Shan sigh with emotion, "As expected of a Taoist priest from Aquarius Island", and then look at his home and dress, the young Taoist from Juluzhou feels a little embarrassed, but he is worried about the big bearded man, so he pulls Chen Pingan away. Followed, and ended up crouching by the veranda rail.

The old Taoist priest of the Shengao Sect has already led four fellow juniors who have gone down the mountain to practice, and walked into the dilapidated square. With the palm of his hand behind him, he quietly made a gesture unique to the sect, and the other four immediately flew out, each occupying The position surrounded the men and women in the old house, and the man with the sword was still standing on the high wall. Judging from this posture, it didn't look like the pomp that should come from a mountain backer.

The man named Yang Huang stretched out his hand to hold the hand of the ugly female ghost, and said softly, "May we be married forever."

The female ghost still couldn't speak, woo woo blah blah, but everyone present knew that she was saying the phrase "May I be married forever and ever."

Just like that.

The boy in straw sandals who originally planned to stand on the sidelines, burst into tears.

Even he himself was a little dazed.

My childhood memory has long been blurred, and I can't remember many things clearly.

But there is a scene that Chen Pingan still clearly remembers. His father was a dull person who was not good at speaking. He may have only said one love sentence in his whole life, "Can we continue to be together in the next life?"

The demure woman who was mending clothes at that time just smiled and asked, "Why are we not together?"

At that time, Chen Pingan was nestled in the woman's arms. He was too young to feel the words about life and death, but the looks and expressions of his parents at that moment were remembered by the child.

As time went by, after his parents left, Chen Pingan felt that if he really liked someone, a lifetime would not be enough.

So there is such a scene.

Taoist Zhang Shan accidentally noticed Chen Pingan's strangeness, wiped his cheeks, and was a little puzzled, no matter how heavy the rain was, it wouldn't be rainwater all over his face It doesn't matter if you don't hold an umbrella.

Zhang Shan was a little worried, and asked, "Chen Pingan, are you okay?"

Chen Ping hurriedly wiped his face, put on a smiling face, shook his head and said, "It's okay, there are so many weird things tonight, it's too scary, I'm a late-conscious person, and I didn't care about scaring before, but now I'm fine Only then did I dare to let go and cry."

Taoist Zhang Shan had an expression of admiration on his face, reached out and patted Chen Ping'an's shoulder, turned his head away, held back his smile and said, "Just pretend I didn't see it."

The old Taoist of Shengao Zong looked around, and finally smiled at the man in the old house standing upright, and said, "Things are things, people are not things, what a pair of fateful mandarin ducks. Yang Huang, how do you think the poor Taoist will deal with you?" You said, do you follow the golden rules of the sect and follow the rules, or do you follow the personal friendship between you and me and not follow the rules?"

The old man gritted his teeth and remained silent.

But in the end, he was about to kneel down and beg for mercy, only to ask the immortal master of the divine imperial sect to forgive him outside the law.

The bearded man was about to speak, he had to speak up and speak out

The old Taoist turned his head, his eyes were gloomy, and he shouted loudly, "Waiters, please shut up, Shen Gaozong cleans up the house, and no one else can tell you what to do."

The big bearded knifeman was so angry that his eyes were bloodshot, he wished he could slash with his knife.

But in the end, he could only sigh in despair.

If outsiders dare to meddle in the housework of this kind of sect's great sect, it's really dead and in vain.

This is true in the rivers and lakes, as well as in the mountains.

It's the same wherever you go, and it makes you feel suffocated everywhere.

At this moment, Chen Pingan turned his head and quietly handed a round ball to Taoist Zhang Shan, "Zhang Shan, from now on, we don't even know each other. You take this thing"

Taoist Zhang Shan pushed back, leaned over his head and said softly: "Chen Pingan, don't be fooled, as long as you do it first, it will be completely unreasonable. To deal with these righteous immortal masters, Xiaodao knows how to deal with them. It’s better than fighting, remember, when I’m beaten up, don’t help me, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted.”

Chen Pingan asked: "This is also okay."

The young Taoist smiled brightly and said: "Try it, if it doesn't work, you can go up again."

After saying this, the Taoist priest Zhang Shan was a little happy. Chen Pingan was no more than a martial artist of the three realms, and he was beaten up. The ancestors of the three religions are on top. Bless the disciples and grandsons Zhang Shanfeng will go out this time, he must do it.