My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

Lingzhou is born, prospered and beautiful because of water.

Jindu Lingluo Jinxiu is widely sold all over the world, and it is the most prosperous city in Yunzhang. Every scene and everything is elegant.The mountains are tall and straight, and the clear waves are gentle.

At the end of spring and early in the morning, the city is full of bright purples and reds showing their clues in the drawn buds. The vertical and horizontal waterways are like graceful and circuitous belts, carrying the boats back and forth thousands of times.

Xia Qi was leaning against the window on the second floor, there was a burst of yelling from peddlers and pawns downstairs, the streets were full of blue waves and banners.

Just now, the proprietress lamented that the business has not been good in recent years, and the number of people has dwindled. He couldn't imagine how prosperous Jindu used to be. As a "countryman" who rarely goes to the city, it has been half an hour just to stand and look at the new things that come and go. up.

But Jindu at night is like another world.

Last night, he and Fu Wan rushed into the city just before the martial law, and the doors were closed when the night fell. The two ran halfway across Jindu and found traces of demonic beasts in many places. Disappeared out of thin air, and the source could not be traced.

What is certain is that Jindu's defensive array has failed.

The guards of Chang Yao's disciples covered the entire Jindu, and he did not continue to investigate to avoid disturbing.

Xia Qi came back to his senses, saw that Fu Wan had finally finished his tea, got up and was about to leave the inn, and went to Changyao to inquire about the supplies, and also learned about the situation of the devil in Xialingzhou.

Not surprisingly, the Qing banquet has already arrived at Changyao.Thinking of this, he couldn't wait any longer.

He took two steps, didn't hear Fu Wan following, and looked back at him.

Fu Wan looked at him in place, then looked at the counter of the inn, signaling to pay.

The two stared at each other in silence for a moment, and then sat back in their chairs with serious expressions.

Xia Qi couldn't bear it anymore: "...Why did you come to the inn if you don't have money?"

Last night was over, it was already midnight, Xia Qi proposed to find a corner to spend the night, when there were so many demon hunters, it was almost dawn anyway.

Unexpectedly, Fu Wan refused with a black face when he heard it. Xia Qi didn't expect that this was a fastidious person, and as if he was afraid that Yelu would disturb his concentration, he had to follow him to the inn.

When Fu Wan heard this, she became angry: "You agreed to come, didn't you bring money... My money is only enough to cover the estimated number of days to go down the mountain, who knows how to transfer to Jindu. You can't bear to change a broken sword, what a bounty went?"

Xia Qi wondered where the bounty came from. He had lived in Xiaoshan for five years, and the evil cultivator he had chased for three months before was all personal grudges: "Broken sword is easy."

Just as Fu Wan was about to speak, she kicked off the table suddenly, and the whole person and the chair slid back, a sharp sword mark was cut on the window sill, sawdust splashed everywhere, and the porcelain cup fell to the ground.

Xia Qi had already slashed out with a sword, and the monk at the table next door suddenly raised his sword to block it, the sound of metal and stone colliding with sharp blades resounded on the second floor of the inn, and the guests fled in all directions after being stunned.

In the chaos, four monks suddenly stood up from different corners and attacked the two with their weapons.

Fu Wan calmly brushed the sawdust off her knees: "Why don't I know that this is how Shanxia treats eating overlord meals?"

Xia Qi thought to himself that this must not be a fight to eat Bawang's meal, how could a domestic thug smash all the tables and chairs in his own shop, would he want to do it again.

It is common for demon hunters to be hunted for vengeance, and people who often show up in Xiaoshan are listed on the bounty list, so it is not surprising that people miss them.

But these few monks seemed to be casual cultivators, and they had different moves. They didn't seem to be conspiring to attack the same target, but they decided to attack the same target with a slap in the face.

It didn't take a few tricks for Xia Qi to see that the other party was fine. No wonder Fu Wan didn't want to stand up.

He wanted to make a quick decision, but suddenly he realized that something was wrong. These people seemed to be not afraid of injury and pain. After falling to the ground, they immediately got up again, their eyes were dull, their limbs were stiff, but their moves were not at all tired.

Suddenly, he keenly caught a trace of demonic energy from the monks.

These people were going the right way, unlike the evil cultivator, who was sitting around him and Fu Wan just now, if there was a problem, he and Fu Wan would not fail to find out.

The devilish energy wrapped around Sanxiu's body seemed to appear out of thin air, turning into puppet strings and tying the limbs of the five people.

Even if only the first stage of Jindu's defensive formation is activated, it will still have a purifying effect. The Qing Banquet should have arrived half a day earlier than him, and the formation has not been restarted yet. What happened?

Xia Qi saw that Fu Wan was also aware of it, and he was frowning in thought, but he didn't want to leave the chair.

With a flick of his wrist, he slashed at the attacker behind him, screaming with clear light, and "accidentally" cut off the four legs of Fu Wan's chair precisely.

Fu Wan drew his knife angrily and wanted to chop Xia Qi. When Sanxiu saw someone flashing the blade, he immediately surrounded him.

Xia Qi turned around and kicked down a casual cultivator, tore off the gauze curtain by the window, turned his head and apologized without distraction: "Oh, I'm not good at learning, forgive me."

Fu Wan passively joined the battle and had no choice but to cooperate with him to tie a few people together.

The fight soon disturbed the nearby Changyao disciples, Xia Qi glanced out the window, and saw the person downstairs just looking up, his face was familiar, and it matched a certain page of portraits in Xiaoshan's classics recording important figures of various sects.

"I seem to see that the head of Changyao, Wen Yu, has rested."

Fu Wan turned her head with interest: "Wen Yuxie? The name is gentle and poetic..."

A fleeing demonic energy rolled across the table beside them, and before the two of them moved, they saw a bright blade flash, and the table cracked, almost hitting Xia Qi's foot.

The woman who jumped to the window sill and squatted down had bright eyes and bright teeth, and a light frame. She was a gentle beauty, but her black hair was tied up neatly, and a scar across her eyebrows added a bit of arrogance and chill. She smiled sassyly, her back broadened Daochudi.

"It's been rumored that Yuxie, fellow daoist, is Xiaoshan a demon hunter?"

Fu Wan: "..."

Xia Qi withdrew his sword amusedly.

Wen Yuxie didn't wait for the two to answer, and threw a bag of money onto the table neatly, and glanced at the five casual cultivators with a solemn expression: "Recently, there have been many cultivators controlled by demonic energy in Jindu, and they were caught off guard. Dao, it's a pity that the demonic energy invaded the Lingtai, and there is no way to return to heaven."

Xia Qi pretended to glance at it casually, the bag of money was at least enough for two tables and chairs in the inn, and he couldn't help but lamented the richness of Changyao.

Wen Yu paused, and looked at Xia Qi, who seemed to be easy to talk: "Thank you for your help, I am very sorry about the supplies, can you elaborate on that later. I just rushed back to Jindu, and I received a summons from the elder a while ago. It is said that many demons have come to Luoyuji. In terms of understanding of monsters, Xiaoshan is second to none, if the two of you are willing to go together, Xiaoshan will send [-]% of the supplies ordered."

Xia Qi has lived in Xiaoshan for a long time, and he has a weak concept of money. When he went down the mountain, he was in poverty. Only then did he realize that he needs worldly things to walk in the world.

The light of money that bloomed all over Chang Yao's head flashed his eyes fiercely, and even Fu Wan, who was profligate and spent all his money, couldn't help but take a look.

Xiaoshan is not poor. He got rich by bounty a few decades ago, and he got a lot of rewards in the past few years for slaying demons, but he is asking for money on the edge of a knife... After all, Chang Yao is not as confident as lying on the mountain of gold and silver.

The armor used by monks is a magic weapon, and the tone of the master is like talking about Chinese cabbage in the market. Buy a car and get a free basket...

Xia Qi narrowly maintained his familiar expression, and replied solemnly: "Sect Master Wen, you are being polite. Slaying demons is the right way. It is my duty to do so. Please lead the way."

Fu Wan: "..."

It's okay to kill demons, right way?Decades ago, the paths of the monks went astray, but Xiaoshan deserves a credit.

Half of Jindu City is full of flowers, and half of it is full of water.

The Changyao resident and the outskirts of Jindu faced each other across a clear autumn water lake, and Luoyuji was a market on the lake.

Changyao Refining Equipment is also a business for the common people. The weapons and household items it forges are equipped with spirit stones, which can be used by ordinary people. Nowadays, everyone seeks the ability to protect themselves, and it is even more popular among casual cultivators and ordinary people.

Luoyuji is an open-air ring, which can accommodate more than a hundred vendors. There are rows of green tiles and white walls, high ridges and flying eaves, and waving flags.

The bluestone platform is supported by exquisite underwater mechanisms. Regardless of the fluctuation of the lake, the platform is always a foot higher than the water surface. Looking around, it is like walking between the water and the sky.

The three swords flew across the lake, like a mirror that reflected the blue sky and soft white clouds.

Not far away, Luoyuji is contained between the water and the sky, and the hanging gauze tent embroidered with the emblem of Changyao is lightly fluttering, and the quiet reflection on the lake is like a twin city.

It was a comfortable scene, but it was not quiet at this time.

Fu Wan gave a "tsk" sound: "The devil's energy is about to condense into shape. Is the sea banquet this day a gathering of monks or a gathering of monsters?"

Xia Qi thought it's no wonder that the demonic energy manipulating those monks was so rampant.

Wen Yuxie's face was solemn, and the broad-backed knife under her feet accelerated suddenly, pulling her figure into an afterimage and falling into Luoyuji.

After approaching, Xia Qirao was stunned even though he was mentally prepared.

Rows of shop doors were closed, and the demonic energy in the market square was chaotic and chaotic. There was no need to catch it with the consciousness, and it was wrapped around the demonic beast like a rising black flame, which was fierce and compelling.

The big demonic beasts chased the monks to destroy houses and roof tiles, while the smaller ones sneaked up secretly, scurrying around in groups, and biting people like crazy.

Several disciples of Cangcheng raised their eyebrows with swords, and one by one the killing magic array rose from the ground. The trapped beasts roared angrily, and the runes all over their bodies trembled.

At a glance, there are Cangcheng, Changyao, and Shifangge sects present... In addition to the demon hunter, Yunzhang's well-known sects are in order, and they are dealing with monsters and monsters. The collision of weapons and the sound of magic spells are disturbing The lake is no longer quiet.

Such a scale and scene made Xia Qi return to Xiaoshan City's defense wall suddenly.

A beast's roar with demonic power was deafening, and the sound wave swayed like a substance on the lake. Xia Qi felt a flash of consciousness, and even the platform under his feet trembled in fear.

The roar of the beast was suppressed for a moment, and it turned into panic and anger.

A familiar figure almost merged with the condensed sword light, and the swaying sword energy was like the wind blowing up the pine waves, and the waves were surging, thick and clear.The silver vase on the surface of the autumn water lake was suddenly broken, and the flowers turned into rain. The moon-ridden white robe was swaying like a crane, and he ran with ease when attacking and defending.

On the contrary, the fierce beast was surrounded by the impenetrable sword light, and its attack was completely blocked. It roared out of breath, and the more wounds on its body, the more the magic flame gradually faded.

Xia Qi's heart skipped a beat, and he quietly stared at the figure.

Fu Wan noticed his expression and leaned closer: "See, if you try to get close in vain, you will be like this monster."

Xia Qi: "..."

According to his current relationship with Qing Yan, isn't it.

He smiled wryly in his heart and turned to join the battle.

The gaping sword engraved with exorcism runes sank into the heart of a demonic monster, and the demonic energy dissipated instantly.

Xia Qi's expression was a bit dignified instead. The largest demonic beast died under Qingyan's sword, and the other demonic beasts were not difficult to deal with. There were enough people present... Why are there still casualties among the surrounding disciples?

He paid some attention to his surroundings, but he saw an extremely strange scene.

A disciple of Changyao had his neck bitten off by a black wolf, fell to the ground and struggled, completely losing his vitality.

After a few moments of silence, the limbs suddenly moved!

He climbed up with a strange and twisted posture, staggered a few times, raised his sword and walked towards the same door beside him.

Xia Qi's pupils shrank.

Too far!Too late to help...

The same door was unprepared, and he was killed with one move.

Xia Qi's heart sank, this disciple's movements were stiff, like those casual cultivators who attacked the inn.

That's right, looking at the demonic energy with concern, why didn't he think that those casual cultivators might be dead.

He glanced around briefly, and there were many disciples from various sects covered in blood, but fortunately, others became alert.

In a few breaths, the resurrected Chang Yao disciple came behind a Cangcheng disciple, Cangcheng disciple immediately noticed that the movement was not unpleasant, and immediately turned around to block in surprise.

The accident happened again at this time.

Disciple Cangcheng's movements seemed to be slowed down by a force that appeared out of nowhere, and he paused for a few breaths, his whole body froze in place, his eyes lost their luster.

The sword edge reached the top of his head in an instant!

Xia Qi's heart shuddered, he dodged over and grabbed the opponent's shoulder, trying to move him to the side.

The moment he touched the disciple, his mind suddenly shook violently, and he secretly called "Oops", but it was too late, his vision was flooded by white light, his consciousness was shaken, and he changed the space in an instant.