Chapter Seventy-Nine: Removing Moths and Visiting Ancient Tombs

Liu Cheng's body stood quietly in front of Chongyang Palace, and in front of him was a white and chubby deacon of the Quanzhen Sect, most of these people can be regarded as moths of the Quanzhen Sect.

The little ambition that these people originally had already dissipated as the Han Dynasty became stronger and stronger, and with the prosperity of Quanzhen.

At the moment when they don't need to fight for it, they can live a powerful and powerful life, and they have already degenerated into a famous pig.

At least, in Liu Cheng's heart at this moment, the vast majority of these people in front of him are no different from groups of captive pigs.

If there is a difference, it is that pigs can still be slaughtered and eaten for meat, and they have no even such a rare little value.

Time passed minute by minute, but Liu Cheng didn't mean to speak at all.

The time of a stick of incense has passed, half an hour has passed, an hour has passed, and everyone in the entire venue has fallen crookedly, but Liu Cheng still has not changed at all.

"Oops......" I saw a bloated Taoist priest whose body was no different from the ball, about half a meter horizontally, and almost had his head and limbs grown together with the flesh on his body, wailed, and then sat on the ground, shouting: "Zhangjiao, you called us over, wouldn't it just let us stand here and watch your majestic posture?" ”

As the bloated Taoist priest sat down, those who had long been unable to hold back fell to the ground one after another, either sitting, lying on their sides, or lying flat.

There were only a dozen or so people standing there on the field.

Complaints began to emanate from the mouths of those who had fallen to the ground. Slowly, the entire square in front of Chongyang Palace. It was like a small vegetable market, and there were many complaints. The noise doesn't stop.

Ren Qian stood there quietly, his eyes couldn't help but have a trace of worry, Liu Cheng's temperament, he knew the truth, if these people really forgot Liu Cheng's temper, I was afraid, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Someone!" Liu Cheng raised his foot and slammed on the ground, and there was a violent shock. The entire noisy square was instantly quiet.

After a while, a group of young Taoist priests with swords in hand walked in, but it was a real law enforcement team, Liu Cheng pointed to those who were complaining, lying or sitting, and shouted coldly: "Drag all these wastes out of the city, and wipe out the family." Not a single one to stay! ”

For a moment, everyone was stunned, and no one would have thought of it. Liu Cheng would suddenly give such an order, except for some people who seemed to have remembered something, and their faces changed dramatically in an instant. More people actually stood up directly, pointed at Liu Cheng and scolded.

"Xuantong is a real person. Over the years, we have made great contributions to Quanzhen, and you are not here. Now that you want to kill us meritorious people when you come back, what qualifications do you have? ”

"As the saying goes, the cunning rabbit dies, the lackey cooks, but it's not that simple to kill us if you want to!"

"When the six branches merged, I had a good voice, but I didn't expect you to be a wolf-hearted dog thief!"

“……”

"What? Is the command of the deity not good? Pointing at the disciples of the law enforcement team, Liu Cheng snorted coldly: "Do you want to kill them, or let the deity kill you?" ”

"Zhangjiao, this ......" Among the young people in the law enforcement team, a middle-aged Taoist priest stood up, looked at Liu Cheng, and then looked at Ren Qian, but he didn't know what to do.

Ren Qian looked at Liu Cheng, whose eyes were gradually getting cold, and hurriedly shouted: "Yanming, if you don't do it yet, do you want to rebel?" ”

"Ah...... Be! The middle-aged Taoist priest named Yanming dared to hesitate when he heard Ren Qian's words, turned around and shouted, "Don't drag these people out of the city yet!" Didn't you hear the order of the master? ”

Those deacons have long been hollowed out by the wine, where are the opponents of the disciples of the law enforcement team.

In a short time, the waste deacons in Liu Cheng's mouth were all dragged out of the square in front of Chongyang Palace, and the originally crowded field was instantly left with only a dozen or so people.

"I don't care if some of you get any news or if you're clever, if there are still such moths in the future, you can cut them off yourself." Swept everyone coldly, Liu Cheng looked at Ren Qian and said: "Quanzhen still needs you to take care of it in the future, those moths must be killed, their distant relatives and the like, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, not a single one is left!" If you can't get a spicy hand, find someone who can replace you. ”

patted Renqian's shoulder, Liu Cheng sighed and said, "It's good to do it yourself!" ”

At this moment, Liu Cheng felt unprecedentedly tired.

For the first time, he realizes that he is not actually suitable to be a powerful leader, but more suitable to be a lone ranger.

In the real world, he has his brothers to help support him, but he has torn a good gang apart, who dares to say that those who betrayed him were not because of his mismanagement?

In an unfamiliar environment, people always want to have a home, even if that home is just a mansion in the air created by themselves, and Quanzhen is Liu Cheng's home in the heart of the Heavenly World.

When there is no power, you will feel troublesome when you have to bow down in person.

When there is a momentum, everything is not cared for, but there is more trouble.

Which is better or worse is not enough to be decided in one word.

Unconsciously, Liu Cheng had already traveled to the mountain behind Zhongnan, in front of the tomb of the living dead.

"Who are you...... Hey! A middle-aged woman suddenly flew out with a sword, and after taking a closer look at Liu Cheng's face, she asked with some surprise: "But Xuantong is really current?" ”

"You're Feiyan, it's been more than 20 years, and it's a shame that you still recognize the deity."

"Feiyan meets the real person!"

This woman is the Feiyan of the two women who stopped Liu Cheng when Liu Cheng came to the tomb of the living dead.

"Yang Ye can be in the ancient tomb?"

"Hahaha...... Yang is not as good as a real person, if he is not in the ancient tomb, where else can he go! ”

With a long laugh, Yang Ye had already carried Li Ziyao out of the ancient tomb, the young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes back then, has now become a middle-aged man, although he still has a bit of elegant posture, but he is no longer his predecessor.

"The deity came to disturb, maybe he got a few glasses of water and wine?"

"Real people have the skills to stay in their faces, it's really wonderful, just a few glasses of water and wine, Yang is not so stingy, Ziyao, go prepare some side dishes, and wait for me to drink with real people."

Li Ziyao owed a debt and said, "The real person will wait a while, Ziyao will go and cook some side dishes for you." (To be continued......)