Life in a Small Town Chapter 11 Touting Palace

The old man in white looked at the backs of the two, and waited until Yu Xuan and the two walked out of the alley before slowly closing the door.

After sitting down again, the old man rubbed his temples, breathed a sigh of relief, and began to think about how he could bring Xie Ma back safe and sound.

It wasn't that he wasn't worried that Shema wouldn't agree, as he said, he had hundreds of ways to get him away, and the only possible accident was in the middle of the way back.

Although his previous confident words were not exaggerated, it is hard to guarantee that some forces that are about to collapse in internal turmoil will take risks to hide their identities and come to rob people after hearing the news through some means.

In the face of such a force that is about to collapse and rarely sees a glimmer of light and has the potential to regain its strength, even the deterrence of a flood and a beast is difficult to deter.

Talking to them about deterrence is as ridiculous as telling a man whose life is hanging by a thread and holding on to a life-saving straw that if you don't let go of the straw and die obediently, I will let you die a miserable death.

And in the face of such outlaws, it is extremely necessary to prepare for any measures in advance.

Suddenly, the old man's face sank and he looked out of the house.

"Bang!"

Without warning, the two gates shattered with a bang, and the fragments burst apart and turned into powder.

A very strong wind rushed towards him!

The old man was like a great enemy, his originally relaxed body instantly tensed, his hands were sealed, and the white flags beside him quickly flew in front of him, and the seemingly ordinary white flags were stretched into more than two meters long with lightning speed, faintly glowing with brilliance, blocking the old man behind him.

"Whoa!"

The white banner shattered, like the door of the house, and the wind was still unabated, still striking straight at his face.

There is no doubt that if you are hit head-on, you will definitely die.

But in such a short period of time, the white banner just now was already the only means that the old man could do, and the old man closed his eyes in despair.

It's just that he really can't figure it out, when he first arrived, he cautiously walked around Jincheng, except for a few faint breaths in the city lord's mansion, there was no other existence that could enter his eyes.

This is also the reason why he dared to contact Shema with confidence.

It's still too careless!

Feeling the feeling of skin splitting caused by the approaching gangfeng, the old man sighed unwillingly in his heart.

It's not that there is much fear of death, it's more of a regret that I finally found a genius but couldn't bring it back.

Gangfeng had come to the old man's face in an instant, and the strong wind made the blood vessels on his face burst open, and before Gangfeng arrived, his face was already covered with blood.

But the attack did not come as expected, and when the wind was about to touch the old man's face, it suddenly stopped, and then quietly dissipated.

The old man slowly opened his eyes.

There was already an extra figure in front of him.

The uninvited guest stood in front of the door, dressed in a plain robe, tall and thin, with a pale face, and a pair of godless eyes, exuding a lifeless aura all over his body.

Seeing the person, the old man in white was a little shocked, if he didn't know this person, he wouldn't feel surprised, but he had seen this person, it was a bookmaker from Jincheng, Gu Haosi.

The thin scholar he saw in the morning market in Jincheng, if it weren't for the "Mr. Gu" who was surrounded by people on the road, the old man wouldn't even look at him a second time, and he was sure that there was no spiritual power fluctuation on this thin scholar at the beginning.

And to do this, either because of the study of some kind of secret art to cover the aura, or because of the possession of some kind of spiritual weapon with the same effect, and the last possibility, that is, the realm is high enough to a certain extent, and the aura fluctuations can be retracted and released freely.

Judging from the wind just now, eighty percent is the last possibility.

The old man in white looked around, he couldn't see a white rag, his heart trembled slightly, but since it was useless, he didn't have too much heartache, wiped his face, looked at Gu Haosi, and asked:

"What do you mean by this move?"

He didn't have much joy for the rest of his life, and for him, the result was not necessarily better than killing him before the end was decided.

Gu Haosi didn't answer, but just swept it from beginning to end with a faint gaze, and then stepped out, and the earth-shattering coercion filled the entire room.

"I thought it was a master, but I didn't expect that it was just a miscellaneous fish who was able to explore the Tao and had no end in the avenue, so he dared to covet the spirit body, I would like to know, if he doesn't agree, what means can you use to take him away?"

Gu Haosi's tone was flat, and he approached the old man in white step by step, every time he got closer, the pressure increased by a few points, and when he took the third step, the latter, who wanted to use his spiritual power to stand up straight, could not support it even if he tried his best, so he could only bow his waist, and he felt slightly better.

Forcibly suppressing the surging qi and blood in his body, the old man was already terrified in his heart.

To be able to rely on coercion alone to make it difficult for him to stand up straight, he needs to be at least three realms higher than him! In such a place, why is there such a person with such a high level of cultivation? Could it be that it is also for the same purpose as him?

didn't have time to think about it, the old man in white said with difficulty:

"The seniors misunderstood, I was the one who was in charge of the palace, and I was just ordered to go out of the palace to "look for seedlings", and there was no other malicious intent. ”

Gu Haosi stopped, and the coercion lessened.

"Touting the palace?"

Gu Haosi frowned slightly, "What about your solicitation order?"

The old man who was able to breathe did not rub, stretched out his palm, and the green silk that had appeared many times before reappeared, rushing along his arm to the palm, condensing into a rectangular token, suspended above his palm.

"The 616th recruiter of the palace, Bian Maoshi. ”

A few small words appear on the token, the handwriting is faint, but clearly visible.

The coercion is completely gone.

"Why did you people from the palace come here, shouldn't you go and intercept the genius disciples of the various sects who haven't had time to bring back to the sect?"

The old man in white named Bian Maoshi didn't show any anger at this obviously mocking question, and it was basically this kind of thing that they did in the palace.

If it is rumored that some sects have found any cultivation seedlings in a certain place, the Toulan Palace will send recruiters to intercept them halfway, and then the genius promises that most of them can be pried away with the benefits that the sect can't give.

If you do too much of this kind of thing, you will naturally kick the iron plate, and the object of the pry is the hope of the entire sect to turn over, and the sect is desperate to protect that disciple, so forget it, if there are no casualties on your side, you won't settle accounts after the autumn.

And at this moment, it is obvious that it has kicked the iron plate.

Bian Maoshi replied helplessly:

"It's not because of the new regulations promulgated a hundred years ago, when they were first promulgated, these sect immortals complained not much, but I didn't expect that the longer the time, the more people felt that the new rules were really unreasonable, at the beginning they were just shouting, and they didn't dare to make any moves, but over the years, it has intensified, and there have been many people in the dark who have formed a team to lure the spirit officer to arrest people, and then join forces to besiege and kill the spirit officer, over the years, the Bailing Palace has been able to suppress these forces, the price is not heavy, including the spirit officer who was surrounded and suppressed, the position of the spirit officer has been vacant, and the death order has been issued above, and all the domains must go to all domains to find all kinds of seedlings with spirit roots, so as to make up for the vacant position of the spirit officer, for this, Almost all the recruiters of the palace were dispatched, and some of them were the same as before, to intercept the disciples who were about to be brought back to the sect by various sects and had not yet been naturalized, but the predecessors should also know that the disciples who can become Bailing officials are almost all geniuses who have to be protected by those sects, how can they be so easy to grab, so more of the recruiters, like me, go to various places in the major regions to discover geniuses, some go to the next place after seeing one place, and some stay incognito for a long time after divination, waiting for geniuses with enough talent to land, but most of them have not gained much, I thought I should be the same, but I didn't expect this small city to actually Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, not only there are many geniuses, but also masters like predecessors stay, I really didn't expect it. ”

After listening, Gu Haosi sneered, "It's just that you did it yourself." ”

Bian Maoshi didn't answer this kind of words, but asked tentatively: "That Xie Ma, isn't it a senior who has long been optimistic?" Or is it a relative of the senior?"

There is no doubt that Xie Ma did not start practicing, so he should not be Gu Haosi's disciple for the time being.

Gu Haosi shook his head, "Just one of my many students." ”

Bian Maoshi breathed a sigh of relief, this answer at least gave him a glimmer of hope.