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Otherwise, it would not have been able to set off such a big storm in Yongguo at the beginning. Rao is like this, looking at the scene in front of him, the corners of his eyes are still twitching slightly, there is really no way to treat it as usual!

――Could it be that the poison of those White Lotus Confucian cultivators has completely changed the way of thinking of these people?

But if they hadn't changed their minds before, and sincerely prayed for the blessing of the ancestors to keep Dinghai City, they wouldn't have survived......

Well, when people are born and die, and when they are healthy, they may well think differently. It's a world of difference.

Ning Shuo finally decided to keep the idea of "the residual poison has not been cleared and changed forever", and resumed his calm and interrupted the gossip of a group of people, "What if I don't want to please you?"

Most of the gossip disappeared in an instant.

However, the look on the face of the person who was provoked at the beginning became even more hideous!

"Don't please us!" he slammed the hardwood bed under him and said loudly, "I saw with my own eyes that a Confucian cultivator is coming to you!"

Ning Shuo was not surprised at this time.

This is a mortal, and a mortal who is already in his thirties - he has only reached the realm of blood exchange, and he does not seem to have any artistic or technical talent. In other words, the road to obtaining the qualification of cultivating immortals has been cut off!

If it is placed in the seventy-two countries in the south, such strength is enough for this person to live well in a medium-sized city. With a little better maintenance, the exchange blood exchange period can also have a lifespan of more than 100 years, which is enough to become a local longevity.

However, in Dinghai City...... Dinghai City with flowing spiritual veins!

Dinghai City, adjacent to the immortal cultivation world!

In this place, you can not only see the strength of the monks, which leads to jealousy and hatred in your heart, but also you can see the Taoist cultivators and the like of Xuan Xiu, all of whom are under Confucianism and suppressed by the Ming regime, so that they are not too inferior and awe-inspiring!

In this way, it is normal for the mind to be distorted or something.

And people with twisted minds, what to say, what to do, need to be surprised?

Mo Crow looked at this person for a moment, thought for a moment, and suddenly sneered, a low-level spell, like a heavy punch, smashed this person's stomach!

The hard board that served as the bed shattered in response to the sound.

The mortal fell into a cloud of rubble. However, because of the quenching realm of the blood exchange period, even if the body is weak at this time, it is still not too much damage.

It's just that the person was a little stunned, and he propped up the ground and said, "You, you actually dare to beat me! You are not afraid that I will sue the prefect Yamen......

"Oh. The crow smiled and looked around, "You can go and sue now." ”

He said not "you", but "you". Apparently the others are included.

After saying that, Mo Crow didn't bother to say anything to these fools, turned his head and left the main hall.

Walked outside the door and said to Shui Xin, "Let's get ready to receive guests." ”

Shui Xin looked at the ink crow in surprise.

Ink Crow had been worried that she had feelings.

Although she wouldn't even let the threatening guy get out of the way if she dealt with it, she thought that the Crow's words would take a more peaceful approach. Avoid revealing yourself to certain people too soon.

After all, how much their current identities can withstand investigation remains to be discussed.

Who knows......

But when she did it, she quickly regained her composure, "Hmm...... Probably what kind of Tiannanwei will come to the door soon. ”

Putting aside the issue of identity, Shui Xin is not worried.

Half a day has passed, and Shui Xin can already be sure that Daotai does not want to slaughter the whole city and kill people. Even if he's really a member of the mysterious organization.

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However, Shui Xin, who was sitting at the door, was not Tian Nanwei who was the first to wait.

Rather, it was two young Confucian cultivators.

A man and a woman, similar in age and similar in appearance.

They sat directly on a small Wenzhou, with a few guards, and landed directly in front of the martial arts hall.

――It is worth mentioning that two of the guards are also female sword cultivators. One was in his early twenties, and his expression was grim. The other was old and had a smile on his face.

It looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl was the first to walk in curiously, looking left and right, "It seems that someone has been beaten here?"

Her cultivation is lower than that of men, and she has not even reached the stage of righteousness. But because of this, the obvious fact is that she is a congenital celestial eye!

Those who obtain the qualification of cultivating immortals the day after tomorrow, unless it is the pill used, they should reach the level of building the grassroots at the same time as obtaining the qualification of cultivating immortals.

Mo Crow and Shui Xin were surprised together.

The two looked at each other, and the crow decided that he would come—first......! Shui Xin At some point, even if the means of communication are zero, the communication effect is surprisingly good.

"I hit someone. ”

Ink Crow sneered, "You can go in first and listen to what the mortals who have decided that they can be protected by you have to say." ”

The girl frowned disapprovingly.

However, the male Confucian Xiu, who looked sixty percent similar to her, but was a little older and more handsome, glanced at him and said, "Your identity?"

Mo Crow said, "Yannan Dao Tsinghua Temple registered monk, Zhong Wuzhao. ”

As he spoke, he still looked sarcastic.

The girl's willow eyebrows stood up.

The young man who had reached the righteous period said, "Okay, don't forget what the ancestors said, seek truth from facts." ”

"Oh. "Girl-Jun Miaorong walked into the main hall of the martial arts hall with some reluctance to see the situation of those injuries.

No one noticed that Shui Xin, who was in her twenties at this time, was handsome and beautiful but not outstanding, and rolled her eyes at Xiaobai.

――Is it really okay for a Confucian cultivator with an innate innate vision to be named "Miao Rong"?

However, hearing the words "seeking truth from facts", Shui Xin was not worried at all.

Although in the martial arts hall, the guy with an unconscious head was foaming at the mouth of the complaint-as if he had really seen the ink crow colluding with those white lotus Confucian cultivators during the five-color trial.

Probably he also heard Mo Crow's self-reported identity before, and even thought of the reason that "he was dissatisfied with the treatment of the Ming Kingdom and wanted to cause internal chaos in the Ming Dynasty".

However, even if you don't say it, Tianmu also has a strong ability to sense people's emotions......

In the end, a few mentally ill foundation building monks would not want to try their best to improve their cultivation, but would instead promote civil strife in the Ming Dynasty! What good is this! This black complaint is not at all level!

It's not even a farce......

If it was even black, the little girl couldn't tell it......

Then she really had better get married honestly.

But in fact, Jun Miaorong must have thought so confused about Shui Xin.

She walked in with the younger female sword cultivator, and waited until the black one "fainted" under the external force, and the others were silent, and she walked out with someone with a look of displeasure.

"Inform the auxiliary officials of Dinghai City to take those fools to prison. At this time, we have to increase our workload, what kind of brain is this!"

One of the entourage guards answered and sent a messenger out.

The little girl still had a dissatisfaction on her face.

As soon as her eyes turned, her eyes fell on Shui Xin, who was always sitting on the wallflower, and Xiaobai, who she led.

Xiao Bai was under the cover of illusion at this time, and the hair on his body showed a pale gold color, and under the gloomy sky, it still looked oily and slippery, as if with a light light, very powerful.

"Who are you?" Jun Miaorong asked politely, "What identity?"

Shui Xin naturally knows her current identity.

"Yannan Dao Jinghong Gate, Yun Jin. ”

"It's also from Yannan Dao?" Jun Miaorong still remembered the "identity" of the ink crow.

Shui Xin nodded, "He and I met in Dinghai City, and we know each other's origins, so we often accompany each other." ”

"How many years have you been in Dinghai City?"

Shui Xin was a little surprised-this man and woman did not declare their identities, but from the behavior of those sword cultivators and guards, as well as the words of the two, even she could guess the identity.

These two are the descendants of Daotai Jun Youcheng!

It's just that in view of the problem of Confucianism "getting married early and having children early", and Jun Youcheng doesn't know how many generations have passed, so he is directly called "ancestor".

No matter why Jun Youcheng came to Dinghai City with this pair of descendants, but in short, they came. And certainly an important figure in the investigative team.

This important person suddenly appeared in front of her because of a trivial matter, and suddenly took the initiative to talk to her......

Shui Xin thinks that she really has to think about her luck.

As soon as the space ban was broken, did this qi luck value briefly rise because of the previous accumulation?

Then, Shui Xin's thinking deviated strangely again-

The "blood disguise" handed over to her by the three Confucian cultivators, all of them were born in the same sect as the "Jinghong Sect", a sect that was good at its own style. This is obviously taking into account her bloodline.

No matter how good the bloodline disguise is, as long as she is injured...... The bloodline of the Lin clan was most likely able to suppress the disguise immediately.

Therefore, before it is safe, in the realm of Confucian cultivation, there are occasions for high-level Confucian cultivation, and she must avoid injury.

The sword cultivators from the sect who are good at their own skills are obviously easier to achieve such an achievement.

But leaving aside this uncontrollable flaw, is her luck also a problem?

As long as there is a guy who has cultivated the secret method of observing qi luck...... For example, that "Uncle Rong"......

How should I be glad that such a person is?

Shui Xin's brief thoughts deflected.

But she still remembered what Jun Miaorong asked.

After a brief pause, the trance-like color left her face again.

Shui Xin said according to the rather detailed resume attached to this identity, "I've been here for a year and a half." ”

"A year and a half is quite long!" Jun Miaorong thought for a moment and showed a sly smile, "That's it, it just so happens that I'm too bored to go back to Wenzhou." Tell me, in your eyes, what happened in Dinghai City this month?"

Shui Xin almost opened her tongue!

This month...... Not to mention anything else, after the five-color trial, she only knew a few major events that happened in Dinghai City!

Let her speak from a sword-drawing perspective......

"Miss Jun. Mo Crow interjected in a mocking tone, "This sword cultivator in front of you is one of the first batch of unlucky people who sucked souls into the Gu. After the Soul Sucking Gu was over, she was so weak that she didn't even have the energy to go out of the task. What do you think she can tell you?"

Oh yes.

Shui Xin remembered that there was such a thing.

Her identity......

Jun Miaorong was also surprised, looked at Mo Crow with some frowns, and asked not so politely, "What about you?"

"She went to the army, so she was unlucky. "And I'm lucky, I happen to live near a Kenshin-sama, who is also a descendant of the Green Dragon Totem. So it dodged. ”

This is also a key point that Shui Xin does not know.

In this capacity, she took on the task mainly on land -- the "Thrilling Gate" style has no advantage on the sea -- but the harvest is certainly not as good as that at sea. Yes, from time to time, he mingled in the military camp of Dinghai City. Look for opponents.

However, when that demon cultivator made his move, he was also afraid of the battle formation of the Dinghai City army - although it was not a terrifying battle formation like Tiannanwei, but the army of Dinghai City was also an army of a hundred battles - so he used the most mature and highest-grade soul sucking Gu to deal with the elite of Dinghai City!

This is also one of the reasons why the festival made Wang Xidong quite bitter later.

Although most of these sergeants still survived the Soul Sucking Gu, their weakness after the Soul Sucking Gu was not something that the elixir could quickly cure.

The Crow knows this.

After all, he has always stayed in Dinghai City.

The situation of the Haicheng army was also reported to Jun Youcheng, his two descendants, who also knew it.

Neither of them doubted Mo Crow's statement.

So, Jun Miaorong frowned even more in distress.

Her brother couldn't stand it, "Okay, then, Zhong Wuzhao, you can come." ”

The ink crow looked a little surprised, and the mockery faded a lot, "Here?"

The young man didn't think about it, and nodded affirmatively, "It's here!"

At this time, the summoned officials had already arrived.

greeted respectfully, and hurriedly took the black whistler away. also asked if he wanted to make room, but the young man was completely informal, but let his guards take out a few tables and chairs from their storage bags and put them in the courtyard of the martial arts hall.

The tables and chairs are clearly made of magic weapons, and they are placed in the courtyard of an ordinary martial arts hall, which is simply incompatible.

After Shui Xin sat down, she looked at Jun Miaorong who didn't care about the environment at all, but looked a little expectant, thoughtful.

When Mo Crow told everything that happened in Dinghai City during this time from the perspective of an ordinary foundation building and scattered cultivation, and then looked at Jun Miaorong's somewhat fascinate appearance, Shui Xin was even more affirmed.

Originally, she thought that Mo Crow put on a mocking face and made this eldest lady dissatisfied.

However, it doesn't seem to be like that......

Don't tell her that Jun Miaorong's previous performance was "avoiding foreign men"!

Thinking of this possibility, the corners of Shui Xin's mouth twitched in the bottom of her heart, and she almost had to listen to the "story" of the ink crow. Even if that was new to her!