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There is a Qingxia Mountain a hundred miles away from Hanyang City, and there is a temple on the mountain, which worships the ancestor of Qingquan.

This day is the mountain fair, and many people will come to Qingxia Mountain every Chung Yeung Festival, vendors, tourists, believers and so on.

I remember that the old gentleman wrote in his biography: pick a handful of wild chrysanthemums, buy a bunch of rock sugar gourds, there are flocks of sheep in the South Mountain, and there is no grass to eat in the West Mountain.

In the past, people who were full of mountains rubbed shoulders, stepped on stilts, rode horses, danced dragons and lions, and worshiped their ancestors.

Compared with previous years, this year's Qingxia Mountain is indescribably deserted, although there are many people, but it is always different from previous years.

There were a lot of disciples of the Xigong Divine Court Sect on the mountain, and the hawkers who had traveled thousands of miles to carry the burden were all driven away by the people of the Xigong Divine Court Sect before they could put down their burdens and rest.

And those believers who came to worship the ancestors were also driven away.

The Donggong Divine Court Sect didn't send anyone here, and the affairs in Hanyang City were too busy, and the Donggong Divine Court Sect had no intention of taking care of it anymore.

The people of the West Palace could have destroyed the Old Ancestral Temple at any time, and only a few disciples could take a few sledgehammers and slam them a few times, but the people of the West Palace did not do so.

The reason is obvious, today is undoubtedly the best, so many believers came, and smashed the statue of Qingquan Ancestor in front of so many people, not only can he stand up but also allow believers to join the Xigong Divine Court Sect.

This time, the person in charge of the Xigong Divine Court Sect was Zhang Tong, one of the four divine envoys.

Whether it is the West Palace, the East Palace, or the South Palace, the North Palace, the profession is composed of bishops, masters, classics, oracles, sword envoys, priests, and disciples.

There are a total of four divine envoys in the Xigong Shenting Sect, collectively known as the four divine envoys, and I heard that there is a lustful Zhang Shenyi in the Xigong Shenting Sect, which should be this Zhang Tong Zhang Shene.

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Han Dasha and his entourage happened to pass by Qingxia Mountain, and it was rare to see the excitement and naturally they wanted to go.

At this time, a mother and son attracted the attention of Feng Xiaoxiao and several people.

It was a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, his face was dark, he thought it was because he had not washed his face for a long time, he was carrying a woman on his back, and a large package was hanging around his neck, and the young man walked slowly, and his legs trembled slightly with every step, but the young man's immature face was full of determination.

The young man looked up and saw many people on Qingxia Mountain, showing a relieved smile.

"Mother, hold on for a while, we will soon reach Qingxia Mountain, and we will have something to eat when we arrive at the Old Ancestor Temple."

Ahem!

The woman on her back coughed from time to time, "Tiezi, it's my mother's fault, my mother is dragging you down, you can throw your mother into the ravine to find a way to survive by yourself." ”

"Mother, I'm really angry if you say this again, do you want your son to become an unfilial person."

"It's all bad for my mother, my mother is useless, I haven't let you go to school, I can't even write my name, it's useless."

"Mother is the best mother in the world, who dares to say that my mother is useless, I killed him."

Although the mountain road is not very steep, but it is very long, the young man carried the woman on his back step by step towards Qingxia Mountain, every few steps, the young man's legs will tremble a few times, the young man who has only eaten a mouthful of dry buns in the past few days is completely relying on a perseverance to move forward.

I heard that the ancestral temple will help the poor people in the world during the Double Ninth Festival, and will provide free food to passers-by when the time comes, which is the reason why the young man carries his wife up the mountain on his back.

Listening to the conversation between the mother and son, Feng Xiaoxiao had already burst into tears, she was also sensual, Feng Xiaoxiao had no father and mother since she was a child, and she lived in the mountains with Saibei Jiweng, and the most unseen thing was this family affection.

Chu Yunping was as if he hadn't seen it, for him, coming out of the Fairy Sword Villa was like a bird out of an iron cage, rare freedom, he felt comfortable looking at everything now, and looking at the geese flying far away, he felt that it was a goshawk flying freely.

And Han Dasha, living in an ideal country every day, is the greatest pleasure to be able to roam the rivers and lakes with Feng Xiaoxiao.

As for the four teenagers of Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, as if everything in the world was not involved with them, they walked lightly and indifferently.

The young man finally went to the top of the mountain with the woman on his back, but was stopped by the people of the Xigong Divine Court Sect.

Standing in the middle of the road with his hands on his hips was a small priest of the Xigong Divine Court Sect.

"Why can't you go in?" The boy glared angrily at the priest, and he finally carried the woman to the top of the mountain, thinking that he could finally have a full meal, but he was told that he could not go up the mountain, and how could he not be angry.

"Rebel thief, Lao Tzu said that if you can't go up, you can't go up." The priest raised an eyebrow and said.

"Isn't that the little priest who smashed the statue of the ancestor god in Xiaotang Town?" Feng Xiaoxiao recognized the priest.

"Bad guys." Han Dasha also saw the man.

Then the young man was about to carry the woman on his back and go up the mountain.

"Didn't you hear what the thief said?" The priest shouted angrily and kicked the boy on him.

The young man hadn't eaten a full meal for a few days, and he was still carrying the woman on his back, so he was not in a hurry to take precautions, and was kicked to the ground by the teaching priest.

When the boy fell to the ground, he rolled on his side but lay on the ground on his own, so that the woman did not suffer any bumps.

"Mother, it's okay." The boy asked eagerly.

The woman's face showed uneasiness and said, "Tiezi, my mother is fine, what happened?" ”

It turned out that the woman was blind.

"Mother is fine, I accidentally tripped over a stone, you wait for me." The boy lifted the woman up, his eyes suddenly cold, and he stared at the priest as if he were staring at a dead man.

"Rebel ......"

The word "mother" has not yet come out of the mouth of the priest.

Sou!

I only heard a sound of wind, and the young man's figure had already jumped out.

Feng Xiaoxiao and the others seemed to have seen a wild wolf.

The boy grabbed the priest by the neck.

The sect priest panicked, he himself had the cultivation of the Breath Breaking Realm, and he was able to increase his speed in an instant, but he didn't expect the young man's speed to be faster, so he didn't give him time to think about it at all.

Belch!

The priest was pinched by the young man's hand, his feet were off the ground, his face was pale, and he was about to suffocate in an instant.

If someone looks closely, they will definitely find that the young man's eyes are red at this moment, as red as blood.

Only then did those disciples of the Xigong Divine Court Sect react and moved closer to this side one after another.

At this time, the blood red in the young man's eyes began to fade.

Boom!

The boy gradually felt weak, let go of the priest and fell to the ground, and the priest also fell to the ground, panting for breath, and the priest in the black robe was like a black dog that had been burned out.

"Ahem, give me this madman to correct the Fa on the spot." The priest was apprehensive.

The swords, guns, and clubs of the cultists had already beckoned to the boy.

A sword flash flashed.

It was Feng Xiaoxiao who came out of the sword, and when she saw that the road was uneven, she drew her sword to help, and Feng Xiaoxiao, who wanted to become a generation of heroines, naturally would not miss the opportunity to hoe the strong and help the weak.

"How could such a pleasure be done without me." Chu Yunping shouted, and then drew his sword.

The four teenagers of Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang did not move, because they would not have made a move without Han Dasha's order.

The cultivation of that group of disciples is only in the first light realm, and the highest is only in the late stage of the first light.

Feng Xiaoxiao's cultivation has reached the late stage of the Breaking Breath Realm, so it is naturally not a problem to deal with this group of people.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the priest hurriedly slipped away.

There is a hut in the middle of the mountain, and there was originally an old man in charge of watching the mountain from the East Palace Divine Court Sect living in the hut, and the old man had been driven away by the people of the West Palace.

The priest ran into the mountain hut in a panic, and Zhang Tong was holding a bewitching woman in revealing clothes in the hut, and the priest was so frightened that he hurriedly withdrew from the house.

After a while, Zhang Tong's lazy voice came from the room.

"What's the matter?"

The sect priest said respectfully: "Lord Huishen, there is a group of rebels on the mountain, it should be from the East Palace." ”

Zhang Tong said: "Then the Fa-rectification is enough, and you still talk nonsense." ”

The priest wiped the cold sweat from his head and said, "Lord Divine Envoy, those people are really powerful, we are not opponents, and I hope that the Lord will use his magical powers." ”

There was no response from Zhang Tong in the house, only the woman was heard laughing lewdly.

After a while, Zhang Tong's voice came from the house.

"Little baby, wait for me to come back, and then I will have a good time with you."

Chirping!

The door to the hut opened, and Zhang Tong walked out, holding a scythe in his hand.

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