When Uncle Jiu introduced the Jiuju faction before, he also talked about the level of the onmyoji in Fusang.

Their level is different from our Central Plains cultivation level.

We divide heaven and earth into Xuanhuang, and each rank has nine ranks.

But Fuso is only divided into nine levels.

From one to nine.

But the level is not a single cultivation.

It also has to integrate the family, contributions, and so on.

It's more complicated.

This guy is a third-level onmyoji, and the level is not very high.

But cultivation is not weak at all.

Nanchen judged that this guy's cultivation was in the sevenfold appearance of the Xuan Rank.

Basically, it has reached a level of hemp that is on par with regular cultivation.

At this time, the other party made his identity clear, just to make Uncle Nine and others afraid.

But Uncle Nine doesn't have the identity of a bird at all.

even, there is a hint of mockery:

"Level 3? When you are young, you will be able to beat your seventh-level Onmyoji.

Come to the poor Daoyi Village to find trouble.

Don't talk about your Jiuju faction, even if your sect master comes, will you be able to find a poor way?"

As soon as these words came out, Uncle Jiu's aura suddenly intensified.

Suddenly, an even more powerful aura emerged like a tide.

This breath is infinitely close to the ground level? Or is it the ground level?

Nanchen's heart jumped.

Uncle Nine is injured, has he recovered a bit?

Can you already release it at will, low-level Xuan Qi?

Nanchen was surprised, and the Xuan Qi had already crushed towards Kudo.

The guy felt the pressure on the top for a while, and his heart beat faster.

He is only seven-level Xuan-level, and in the face of the suppression of low-level Xuanqi, he can't make any waves.

Miyamoto, the young onmyoji standing next to him, was under the Xuan Qi of the Ninth Uncle at this time.

He was even more trembling, and his blood was surging.

"Poof", directly on the ground.

Unconsciously, there was a nosebleed.

It can be seen how powerful the coercion of low-level Xuan Qi is.

Such an aura made Kudo tremble.

His eyes were full of horror.

He really didn't expect that there would be such a strong man in this small Yizhuang.

"Good, so strong!"

As soon as the words fell.

This guy only felt a hot rush in his chest to his mouth and nose.

"Poof", a mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot.

The whole person fell to the ground on the spot and fainted.

Uncle Nine fainted when he saw the other party.

Only then did the Xuan Qi be withdrawn.

The coercion of Xuan Qi disappeared, and the people around him breathed a sigh of relief.

The rest of the Onmyoji, who were slightly injured, hurriedly ran to Kudo's side.

"Kudo-sama, Kudo-sama ......"

And Uncle Nine looked at them coldly.

And said to the onmyoji who was still angry:

"Get out of here, if you dare to step into the poor moral village, there will be no forgiveness!"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding onmyoji were all scared and weak.

This little old man who is not tall has such a powerful cultivation.

Let them not dare to make the slightest mistake.

One by one, they were so frightened that they crawled and crawled, dragged up the injured fellow disciple and the middle-aged onmyoji just now, and began to walk out.

Seeing it numbly, he raised his eyebrows:

"Lin Jiu, just let them go?"

"Senior brother, these onmyoji are not good people.

In my Chinese land, I don't know how many bad things have been done.

It's no different from the demon road.

According to what the junior brother saw, kill them all, and leave no one behind!"

The head of the Thousand Crane Dao suddenly shouted.

Chizuru Michicho was an official in the Imperial Palace before, and he knew a lot about the style of Fuso Kingdom.

Ears and eyes, for Fusang Onmyoji, also instinctively hate.

But Uncle Nine inadvertently glanced at the open space next to him.

An inexplicable palpitation made him frown slightly.

But then, he pretended to be nobody:

"A little third-level Onmyoji.

It's just a pawn.

The big one is still to come.

Nanchen Qiusheng Wencai, you clean up, let's continue to eat. ”

After speaking, Uncle Nine put his hands behind his back and walked into the house by himself.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but glance at each other.

Could it be that Uncle Nine still wants to put a long line to hang a big fish?

Let Jiuju and his faction send a few strong masters over?

It seems that there is something else......

Nanchen pondered for a moment, feeling that it should be possible.

This Jiuju faction, in my Central Plains, does not say that there is no evil, but it is almost the same.

Especially in recent years.

The warlords of the Central Plains were divided, and the Jiuju faction was even more in contact with the military headquarters of the Fusang State.

I don't know how many people in my Central Plains have been harmed.

It's no different from a cult, it's a proper demon way, and you won't be able to solve your hatred if you kill 10,000......

Uncle Nine is upright and upright, and he is jealous and hateful.

In the face of these guys, be merciful.

Most likely, it was for a long line to catch a big fish.

I want these people to go back and report the news, and attract the stronger ones.

In this way, it can prevent future troubles.

What Uncle Nine thinks, Nanchen doesn't know.

But Uncle Nine's decision has no meaning.

Back in the house, Nanchen and the others cleaned up.

Then he sat back down and continued to eat and drink.

Although there was a small episode of the Jiuju faction, everyone's mood was not affected in any way.

Qiusheng is still showing off excitedly at this time:

"Jiale, did you see my kick just now, I kicked two of them with one kick!"

Ah Hao also said proudly:

"I knocked over four of them alone. ”

“......”

The scene was so lively.

But Uncle Jiu didn't know how, and he quickly finished eating and got off the table.

Then Uncle Jiu, the four-eyed Taoist, Master Yixiu and others all entered the inner room.

I don't know what to discuss.

Nanchen saw it in his eyes, although he had a little doubt, but he didn't think much about it.

Continue to eat and drink with everyone, and treat the noon incident as a joke.

The bullshit Jiuju faction came to Yizhuang to trouble us.

There are nine uncles, four-eyed Taoist chiefs, Qianhe Taoist and others in charge, and they are here to deliver food......

And inside the house, the windows, the door, and the door are all pasted with yellow charms.

Uncle Nine even opened the eyes of heaven directly and scanned the entire house.

Check all the corners.

The four-eyed Taoist chief, the thousand crane Taoist chief, Ma Ma Di, and the master of Ikyu all became serious.

The atmosphere is also a little dignified.

Ma Madi even said directly:

"Lin Jiu, what is the situation?"

"Senior brother, what's going on?"

The four-eyed Taoist is also a little inexplicable.

At the time of the meal just now, everyone was having fun.

Uncle Nine suddenly wrote a word "dangerous" on the table with wine.

Everyone suddenly saw Uncle Nine write this word, and saw that Uncle Nine's face was not good.

They all frowned, feeling bad at all.

But Uncle Nine motioned for everyone to remain silent and hurriedly erased the handwriting.

Then pretended to be nothing and continued to drink.

But he also hurriedly ended the drinking party and let everyone into the house.

But after scanning everyone, Uncle Nine suddenly spoke:

"I noticed that there were four Fuso Onmyoji in our room.

Moreover, they are strong.

He's all around us.

But I couldn't find where they were......"

"What, four people?"

"Wouldn't we?

“......”

Shime, Chizuru, and Ma Ma opened their mouths one after another, feeling surprised.

In this green day, everyone is a cultivator.

Not to mention four people mixed in.

Even if there were four ghosts mixed in, they could feel it.

But Master Ichixiu, who had not spoken, suddenly became serious:

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, Lin Daochang said yes.

Just now, Poor Dao also felt some strange Xuan Qi fluctuations.

A figure flickered in front of him.

I always feel like there's a living person walking around.

The poor monk thought it was the sequelae of the recent cultivation of the Buddha's eye.

Can't be sure.

Now listen to what Lin Dao Chang said.

It seems that there is something really weird in the house......"