That night, the moment he spied the huge Buddha face, Jia An broke the Xuanguang Mirror, thinking that the dust had settled.

But he didn't expect that the old monk with a disgraced face returned, and he didn't mention the construction of the Rulai Branch, where did he not know what happened in the end.

It's just that he even used the life-saving things given by the wishful monk, what else can happen?

Of course, the life-preserving thing was aimed at the wood charm, and Yu Wei was not something that the natal monk could compete with, unless a higher realm monk made a move later.

The little real people who have entered the Tao, there are only one or two in Liangzhou, who are the elders of the Admiralty Tower? Or is it the Jingjiu little real person of the Thousand Crane Temple?

Or that night......

Jia Anxin pondered.

The two Taoists looked at each other, and they were speechless.

Jia An played with the flying sword around his fingers, and his face sank: "If I remember correctly, there should be an old fox in Jiaoyuan Mountain, and every year there will be some spirit grass and spirit fruits, and the hair shed will come to ........"

The dwarf man gritted his teeth and spoke: "Forgive the Lord for forgiveness, the fox man has long since disappeared, and we have been looking for ten days without finding any trace of him......."

He went late, with Jiaoyuan Mountain as the center, he searched all over the three thousand miles radius, but he didn't find the old fox.

"Old fox."

Jia An snorted, he had expected it in his heart, the old fox was already slippery, and he didn't care too much, looked at the tall Taoist, and said lightly:

"Wulu, I asked you to extract the souls of the creatures in the mountains, should you tell me that all the creatures in the mountains are dead, right?"

The tall Taoist Wu Lu smiled bitterly:

"There are a lot of creatures in the mountains, I smoked the souls of three thousand beasts, but these beasts fled after being frightened, and they didn't have much memory at all, I only knew that in the end, a sword light rushed to the sky......."

Beasts are different from humans, their souls are already weak, and when they are greatly frightened, it is too late to flee for their lives, where will they stop and watch?

"Sword cultivation?"

Jia An raised his eyebrows, and the flying sword circulating in his fingertips also condensed slightly:

"There are only two or three people in Liangzhou who have entered the Dao, and the sword cultivator doesn't seem to be ....... There are a few sword cultivators in the natal realm, but they are not as good as me, where is there room for meddlers? ”

The world is very big, and the cultivation world is very small.

The territory of Daqing is more than 10,000 miles, with a population of hundreds of millions, but the number of cultivators is pitifully small, and one out of 100,000 miles may not be enough.

In Liangzhou, how many cultivators can there be, they are naturally counted.

He thought about it for a while, but he still fixed on the breath that appeared in Annuo County on the night half a month ago, and that aura was so strong that it seemed to have exceeded the limit of his life.

It's just that he has been thinking about it again and again for more than ten days, and he still hasn't remembered that anyone has such an atmosphere.

"Why don't you ask the city god directly?"

The dwarf was a little puzzled.

"Earth Dragon, you don't understand. These Chenghuang have strange thoughts, and they have been dissatisfied with my Heavenly Providence Sect for a long time, and if they can deal less, they will have less to deal with......"

Jia An's expression was flat with a hint of coldness:

"Moreover, with friendship, once I start to move, my sword will hesitate......"

More importantly, if Chenghuang wants to say, he doesn't have to ask, if he doesn't want to say, even if he asks, it doesn't make any sense at all.

"This ...... Why do we persecute those city gods? There's nothing bad these days......."

The faces of the two Daoists changed slightly.

The city god is afraid of the Heavenly Providence Sect, how can the Heavenly Providence Sect not be afraid of the City God?

One place and one city god, there are so many city gods in Daqing, all the cultivators together are afraid that there are only several times more than them, and the Heavenly Providence Sect alone wants to do something to the city god, not to mention the two in the netherworld, there are so many city gods alone.

How many lives do you need to pile up?

Even if the Providence Sect has relied on the general trend of the imperial court to weaken Chenghuang several times over the past hundred years, it cannot deny the fact that it is a behemoth.

The collision of the two behemoths, the aftermath of which is enough for them to be shattered.

The vast majority of the lower echelons of the Providence Sect did not look forward to this day.

After all, now, with glory and wealth in hand, countless female believers can be lucky, so why force more?

"You only have such a little glory and wealth in your eyes, gold and silver woman?"

Jia An naturally understood the thoughts of the two, and said with a sneer:

"Only three hundred years old when you enter the Tao, three thousand years of longevity for the original gods, a group of lonely souls and wild ghosts can live forever by relying on incense, you don't want to be a city god after death, a mountain god or something?"

Throughout the ages, countless living beings have a lifespan, and no matter whether you enter the Tao or the primordial god, you can't get rid of it.

Those who are almost immortal are the Ten Emperors.

In addition, the recent immortal is the Yin Si ghost god!

Countless years ago, when the Netherworld Mansion King was in power, the world would go to worship the Yin Si when he didn't know how many true people would die, in order to obtain a ghost and god seal.

Now that the Netherworld Lord is gone, this road has been cut off.

Some people want to go to Yin Si and seek this way, and some people look at the city god in the world.

"Sect Master, he's eyeing the City God?"

Wu Lu and Di Long glanced at each other, and they were both shocked in their hearts, they had never heard of this news.

At the same time, both of them were also abrupt.

Why did the Providence Sect insist on persecuting these city gods, but it was the foundation of the life of these ghosts and gods!

"How could I ......."

The two of them were overjoyed, but Jia An's complexion changed wildly, and he suddenly got up, shaking his sword and roaring: "Who is the rat, dare to plot against the master of this view!" ”

He was furious in his heart.

This news is not public in the Heavenly Providence Sect, and only the principals of the major states are qualified to know about it, and it is strictly forbidden to say it.

How could he say it for no reason?

Airplanes~

He stood up, raised his arm, and the flying sword had turned into a long rainbow and stretched out a hundred zhang of light to illuminate the night:

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! ”

Thundered~

Three in a row should be killed.

The mountains were full of air and waves, and all the grass and trees in the place where the sword light swept were cut down, and the scattered plants and trees for a while fell like rain, and were turned into powder by the unbridled sword light.

The momentum was huge, making the two Daoists tremble.

"It's a good idea, indeed."

Between the roar of the sword light, a calm voice echoed between the mountains and fields, ignoring the distance of the void, and the passionate sword light sounded in the ears of the three people.

The tall and short Taoist looked for the sound, and saw that in the belly of the mountain where the night was falling, a white-clothed Taoist man paced up, leaning forward with one hand, and the divine light on his fingertips overflowed, blocking the sword qi swept by the flying sword.

Shout~

The flying sword swirled around the lonely mountain, ready to attack, and never really stabbed down.

Jia An's face on the mountain was solemn, and his eyes flickered:

"Who are you?"

An Qisheng flicked his sword qi with his fingers, raised his other hand lightly, and in the Xuanguang mirror outlined by divine light, Pei Yuanhua's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Under An Qisheng's means, Jia An's words were heard by him word for word.

"Pei Chenghuang, did you hear me?"

An Qisheng asked lightly.

Jiaoyuan meditated in the mountains for ten days, and while he used the magnetic field of the mountains and rivers to wash and boil the mana of the body, he also practiced many spells in this world at the same time.

The foundation of any spell lies in aura.

His Qi seed replaces the 'Heavenly Blessing', and other spells rooted in the aura can naturally be cultivated, and even, no matter the Dao Demons, Buddhas, Demons, or Demons, he can practice any spell in this realm.

The spell he cast this time is called 'Five Mysteries and Three Paths', which is a strange spell that confuses the spirit and soul.

He dreamed of Jia An many times, and he knew all Jia An's weaknesses, knowing that after boiling the flying sword every day, it was the time when his spirit was the weakest.

His mana is completely different from all the cultivators in this realm, just like the aura of mountains and rivers, and the feng shui of the earth, which will not be detected by him.

That's what made him hit.

The same spell, if you change it to other cultivators, it is impossible to plot against Pei Yuanhua.

"Pei Yuanhua?"

Jia An's complexion also changed, and when he saw Pei Yuanhua in the Xuanguang mirror, he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

In the Xuanguang mirror, Pei Yuanhua said coldly:

"I don't know how to be satisfied with taking away my incense, and I want to take away the foundation of my life! I will report this matter to Zhou Chenghuang word for word, and see how great your Heavenly Providence Sect is! ”

"Pei Chenghuang!"

Jia An's face was extremely ugly, his chest rose and fell several times, and he wanted to speak, but he couldn't say anything.

This kind of thing is just said behind the scenes, and if it is heard, where is there anything to explain?

How to explain it?

The flying sword buzzed in mid-air, the sword light was uncertain, and the evil qi filled the sky.

"Pei Chenghuang. Pei Chenghuang! It's all a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding! ”

The tall and short Taoists also all had numb scalps and shouted again and again.

"This city god is waiting for you to take my city god seal!"

Pei Yuanhua glanced at Jia An coldly and broke the Xuanguang Mirror.

The dragon has reverse scales and will die if it touches, and the city god is sealed for the city god, and it is like the dragon's reverse scales, the incense is weakened and bearable, without the city god seal, they will instantly become a lonely soul and wild ghost, and the soul will be scattered forever and cannot be reborn.

If he didn't react when he heard this, then the city was really enough to fit the mountains, rivers and mountains.

"It's a big trouble, it's a big trouble......"

The hearts of the tall and short Taoists were beating wildly and worried.

If such a thing is known to the city gods of the world, no matter how jealous the Heavenly Providence Sect is, I am afraid that they will be held accountable.

Once they are held accountable, they are in big trouble.

If they start a war, they will inevitably be cannon fodder, and if they don't go to war, they are afraid that they will also be pushed out to die.

"Whew!"

Jia An took a deep breath, beckoned, and the flying sword returned to his hand, and the substantial sword qi on his body rose into the sky, and the sound of the clanging sound was like a dragon's groan.

He looked at An Qisheng coldly:

"Who are you?"

In a short period of time, he seemed to have calmed down, but in fact, the murderous intent in his heart was already surging.

But he couldn't figure out how this man did it.

Although sword cultivation does not cultivate ten thousand laws, one sword can break ten thousand laws, and any strange spells will be detected by the flying sword if they do not wait to bless his body.

If you want to plot against him silently, you can't do it!

An Qisheng's eyes swept over the three Daoists, except for the thin blood on Na Jia An's body, the blood qi on the other two people had been thick and seemed to have turned into substance.

One can imagine what kind of goods this providence is.

In fact, there were these two people who collected the 'alchemy spirit material' for the old emperor.

Hearing Jia An's inquiry, An Qisheng retracted his eyes and took out a green sword from his waist:

"Dead people, there is no need to know."