Although I never thought that I was really the real leader of Sharpening Mountain.

I never thought that there really was a soft rice and hard food in this world, and the waist was tough, but as the Huoyun Capital, he did shoulder the responsibility of guarding the Sharp Mountain.

This does not change because of other things. Do it in this position for a day, and Zhang Lie will do it well.

It was still Shiyi Town, where a large group of people gathered, and in the center of everyone's gathering was a century-old shop destroyed by magic, and on the street, a woman was kneeling and holding a man and crying.

The middle-aged man is the shopkeeper of this shop, and the woman is his wife, and this couple has given up the path like most people in the metaphysical cultivation world, just thinking about guarding their shop, cultivating well, living a good life, and enjoying their life of one hundred and two years without illness and disaster.

But such a simple wish was still ruined.

Last night, at nightfall, the woman came home early, leaving only the middle-aged man alone to guard the shop, and then it was looted.

He wanted to protect the wealth he had worked hard to accumulate for half his life, and then he was killed.

"What a ruthless method, this is what the Yuan Thirteen thieves did?"

"Who else but them."

"One hit hits, thousands of miles away, only robbing a century-old store, and leaving no one alive. It's obviously the style of the Yuan Thirteen Thieves. ”

"Get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way. ”

At this moment, a group of monks dressed in standard iron armor separated everyone and carved a path for the upper echelons of the Iron Guard to pass through:

Luo Yan is the capital of the eastern district, Sun Jingxin is the capital of the western district, Fu Jingyang is the capital of the northern district, and Zhang Lie is the capital of Huoyun in the southern district.

Shiyi Town is separated by hundreds of miles from Tonfeng Mountain, and after the murderer makes a move, the Iron Guards of Tonfeng Mountain can arrive within two hours, which is not slow.

In this era, the focus of such a department is not to prevent problems before they occur, but to carry out effective revenge after they occur.

"What about the monks stationed here?"

The Eastern District Commander, an old man with several terrifying scars on his cheeks, asked with a whisk in his hand. This Taoist is called "Immortal Daoist" Luo Yan.

In the war between Jinhong Valley and Yuyuemen, Luo Yan, his brothers, and subordinates were stationed to defend an important stronghold.

As a result, that stronghold was attacked by the full force of the Yuyue Sect, and three months later, when Jin Honggu turned around and fought back again, he found that the stronghold was still in Luo Yan's hands, except for him and a Qi Cultivation Realm cultivator who had been seriously injured and disabled, there were no other living people in the entire stronghold.

After learning about this, the three ancestors not only rewarded their merits, but also promised that as long as Luo Yan could cultivate to the realm of the ninth layer of foundation building, they would definitely give them spiritual objects to assist in opening up the Purple Mansion.

After that battle, in the first half of his life, he was not famous, and he obtained the name of the immortal Taoist, and was sent by the sect from the Golden Rainbow Valley to Lifeng Mountain as the capital of the Eastern Region.

Now that he has built the foundation of the eight-layer realm, although he looks old and ugly because there is almost no good meat on his body, but in fact, he is only one hundred and twenty years old, and he will almost certainly be able to cultivate to the foundation of the nine-layer realm, and he is a ruthless character that no one dares to despise.

For this kind of monk who proves his ability and loyalty in the war, no sect will be left out in the cold, and it will inevitably be cultivated with resources tilted, Zhang Lie is like this, and Luo Yan is also the same.

"Back to the capital, the body of Qiu Yingtang, the current resident monk in Shiyi Town, has been found...... Every time the Yuan Thirteen Thieves raided Fang City, they would kill the monks stationed here in order to reduce variables. A group of Iron Guards stepped forward and saluted.

"Rampant!"

Hearing this, Luo Yan violently waved the dust whisk in his hand, and the bluestone brick floor on the side was blown apart by him.

This guy's temperament is a little less like an orthodox monk, but a little violent.

"The thirteen thieves of the Yuan Dynasty are already rampant, otherwise they would not have become famous thieves in Yue, Chen, and Qing."

Sun Jingxin asked her subordinates to forcibly pull away the overly sad woman, and then stepped forward to perform the spell.

She first took out a red-black yin puppet, held it flat on the palm of her hand, and then slowly injected mana, and in less than a moment, a faint black light spread out on the yin puppet, condensing and converging the spiritual light and falling on the corpse in front of her.

Facing the corpse of the shopkeeper, Sun Jingxin held the mantra and chanted the words in his mouth, and the mysterious and mysterious incantations seemed to swallow and darken the time around him.

But after some time passed, nothing happened

Sun Jingxin was not surprised by this, a thief like the Yuan Thirteen Thieves, if he did not have the ability to suppress the unjust soul, would surprise her.

After retrieving the yin puppet, Sun Jingxin took out the medicinal powder from the Qiankun bag and sprinkled it on the corpse. Dressed in a dark red robe, Zhang Lie, who was carrying two swords, watched from behind.

watched Sun Jingxin use several orthodox or partial methods in a row, but it was difficult to search for clues.

Seeing this, Zhang Lie couldn't help frowning slightly, knowing that he might not be able to count on Sun Jingxin, although Sun Jingxin loves to learn Qimen spells, but obviously he can't compare with the professional Yuan Thirteen Thieves.

As for Luo Yan and Fu Jingyang on the side, they can't count on it, they all still expect Sun Jingxin to find a way to break the situation.

"Squeak Squeak"

Zhang Lie's gaze wandered, and soon he noticed a burst of chirping in the whispers of the noisy surrounding people.

Zhang Lie jumped out, and under the gaze and follower of some people, he came to the collapsed ruins of the burned shop.

The quality of the building of a century-old store like this is amazing, even if it has been bombarded by people with third-order Dao techniques, the main body of the building is still intact, but the interior is made of wood, and there are many places where it has been burned and collapsed.

"Squeak Squeak"

Following the sound, between the dumping of a piece of soil and rocks, find the source, Zhang Lie held the trick in his hand, aimed at the horizontal movement, and a large amount of soil and stones were directly removed.

Among them, Zhang Lie saw a birdcage, and inside the birdcage, there was a golden bird squeaking and chirping, constantly hitting the birdcage, and many places on its beak and head were already damaged.

"Do you know anything and want to tell me?"

Zhang Lie leaned down and observed the birdcage in front of him and the golden birds inside.

If the bird hits the cage like this often, either the cage should be broken or it should be dead.

But neither of these situations happened, indicating that it only started to do so in the recent past. It shouldn't be frightened, this kind of low-level bird monster beast that has not opened its mind should not have such a strong fear and memory ability.

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