"You Dao person, I kindly help you complete the path of seeking immortals, you said that you came to kill my disciple today, what is the reason for such perverse behavior?"

Wang Cunye listened, smiled and pointed to the old Tao and said: "What you introduced is the land of tigers and wolves, and you have entered the hole of killing, and you dare to scold me with your honest and true surname, do you think I don't know what you do?"

Lao Dao didn't know that Wang Cunye was just talking falsely, so he was stunned for a moment, and sighed for a moment: "This is a battle between Daomen and Daomen...... But this is the place of my Penglai Dao Palace, you dare to act recklessly, you are not afraid that someone from the Dao Palace will make you dust?"

Speaking of this, he even rebuked: "If you bow down and beg to surrender, abandon the darkness and turn to the light, I can also speak to the Dao Palace and introduce the Dao Palace, so that you will not be guilty of capital crimes, and you will have a greater future in the future...... If you resist a little, you will be ashes!"

These words were eloquent, and the words were serious, but Wang Cunye suddenly realized, he only knew the luck and didn't know the reason, and suddenly he was bright, and he understood it in his heart.

It turned out to be three hundred years ago, Wang Cunye was a lifetime on the earth, familiar with history books, and he had a very deep understanding of this, and suddenly his body flashed and sighed: "I see!"

For this kind of heresy, when the strength is weak, he can't even say much, and if he is contaminated with more right and wrong, it will be a dead end, at this time, Wang Cunye is not allowed to think too much, out of the political instinct on the earth, he didn't say a word for a while, and in an instant, the long sword turned into a barrel of light.

This sword light carried the human body and flew forward, and before the old Taoist finished speaking, he saw the sword light rushing in, and immediately shouted, and the prepared magic weapon shot out.

The sword light rushed to the lightning as soon as the magic weapon touched the barrel of sword light, and it immediately shattered into a pile of crumbs, and the old way did not have a second chance to shoot, and between the lightning and the stone and fire, the flesh and blood flew out.

A figure appeared, Wang Cunye landed, his body swayed slightly, his face turned red, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, wheezing, and he used the sword light twice again and again, which was too much burden on the body of the ghost immortal.

The sword immortal is a warrior among the immortals, equivalent to the elite special warriors among the human beings on the earth, it can be said that the ghost immortals who started with the Taoist technique can't use the sword path at all, and the body can't afford it at all, and the so-called everyone makes the sword light is simply a joke.

If it weren't for the fact that Wang Cunye had been using the Six Yang Diagram to lay the foundation, and at the same time reached the innate realm of martial arts and strengthened the **, he would not have been able to use this extraordinary skill at all.

Of course, when he arrived at the earth immortal, the yin god's mana was reversed, and the whole body was mixed together, and then he would have the greatest combat power, and the ** of the sword immortal was fully possessed, so it could be popularized.

But at this time, he was able to kill Lao Dao, Wang Cunye was very happy, and when he looked down, he saw flesh and blood flying sideways, cut into countless pieces, if he didn't mean to, even Lao Dao's head would be chopped.

When Wang Cunye went down, he saw the old Taoist head staring with his mouth wide open, full of unwillingness and resentment, sneered, took out a box, and put this old Taoist hideous head in.

When the head was put in, he suddenly felt that his whole body was loose, and a certain pressure in the dark dissipated, Wang Cunye couldn't help but smile, and reached out and took out another piece of fine wood.

This fine wood cipher seal carving, but it is the Fusang Shrine letter symbol, seeing this, Wang Cunye flicked, suddenly lit up, this charm has the ability to locate and pass the word, Wang Cunye said: "The matter has been done, only one person is allowed to come." ”

After speaking, without waiting for a reply, he slammed his palm, and the fine wood turned into powder.

Wang Cunye looked inside again, and soon saw a cabinet, the sword flashed, cut off the golden lock on the cabinet, and looked inside.

This old Taoist has a good net worth, with a lot of gold, and gold bars are stacked one by one, Wang Cunye is a little speechless, but he sighs secretly in his heart: "It's a pity!"

It is said that Daomen also has Qiankun bags, but unfortunately this must be a god to open up a small space and form a Qiankun bag, even if it can be bought and sold, it is not that Wang Cunye can have it now, this must be an earth immortal, so these gold cannot be taken away.

When I looked at it again, I saw a lot of pills and jade boxes, the area was not large, I accepted it at the moment, smiled, went out, and disappeared in a flash.

Wang Cunye is hidden in a boulder not far away, the sky is dark, the wind blows from time to time, the rain continues to fall, and it turns from thin to large, and Wang Cunye's body is full of mysterious power, and the traces are gradually gone.

"Tracing the Hidden Technique" and "Reversing the Heavenly Machine Innate Secret Method", as soon as this secret method comes out, it can continue for seven days, even if it is an earth immortal, it is not necessary to calculate a fraction, only the immortals who enter the Tao from the law and begin to have the power of the Great Dao can detect it, but there must be no immortals here.

Wang Cunye stood silently, pondering in his heart, and transforming his mana.

Fuso is precious, and the Great Onmyoji is actually different, and it is said that it was produced by the influence of Taoist priests for a long time, and the number is not very large.

It's just that Fusang is known as eight million gods, which is the reproduction of Fusang from generation to generation, and it is formed after death, most of which are wild ghosts and ghosts, but the real ghosts and immortals are only thousands, which is still the accumulation of many generations.

There are even fewer living people at the level of ghosts and immortals in the human world, this is just a small country, and it is the area of a large state in Middle-earth.

Not long ago, the killing of two ghost immortal great onmyoji will definitely hurt the vitality of the local forces, and such a situation will definitely not be solved so easily.

It's just with his own sword, and now that he can kill the old way, these Fusang onmyoji, maybe more than ninety percent, will come to encircle and suppress him again.

Thinking of this, he sneered slightly, and at this time, the black light swept through, and a ball of red qi struggled with the face of the old way, and finally couldn't resist, and with a sound of "Peng", it turned into thousands of pieces, each with a huge resentment and curse power.

It must have been the curse secret technique that Lao Dao cast at the cost of his soul before he died, but these had no effect on the turtle shell, and the black light flashed again, whether it was a fragment or a curse, they were all inhaled, and in the next moment, it turned into a trace of pure and flawless red qi, and it hung down like a stream...... When I looked at it with a sinking heart, I saw that the spirit pool was born and died, containing an indescribable rhyme, but now it was injected like a stream, and the spirit pool was only growing in a slight.

This is very normal, the spirit pool has a radius of twelve feet, which is already very large, the larger the spirit pool, the more huge mana is required for expansion, the spirit pool with a radius of twelve feet, and the spirit pool with a radius of thirteen feet, but it has to grow by two and a half to complete, this is not a mystery, just a simple three-dimensional area calculation.

Seeing that the old Dao Yin God was gradually exhausted, and the spirit pool gradually reached thirteen feet, Wang Cunye's heart appeared with joy.

Dark clouds piled up in patches and filled the sky, the pressure was extremely low, and the electric light did not stop meandering in the clouds, illuminating the dark night sky, and thunder rumbled.

The raindrops the size of beans poured down, and the world was a world of rain.

The branches of the trees were swayed by the wind, and Kurajiro opened the door and strode out, standing in front of the stage, looking at the dark clouds and the heavy rain.

"It was raining heavily. ”

The rain is continuous, and even under the eaves, you can feel this ferocity.

"Kurajiro-sama, it's really raining!" A person leaned out at this moment and looked ahead, this was a middle-aged man, with rough eyebrows and a vague pirate atmosphere.

"It's just that no matter how heavy the rain is, we have to move forward, and the rain is good for us, it can cover up our traces!" Kurajiro muttered to himself, looking at the rain in his heart, he turned his mind and said, "Kishijiro, inform everyone to go!"

"Hey!" This middle-aged man Kishijiro is a related pirate, a pirate is a hard life, and as soon as he was greeted by Kurajiro, he came immediately, and it also attracted the envy of other pirates.

Yoshijiro was quite effective, and in a moment, the people of the Omada family were concentrated, and there were more than 30 men, women, and children, all of whom stood in front of the eaves and listened to Kurajiro's words on the steps.

The Lord left a message and ordered that this time it was all up to Kurajiro's arrangement, and they did not dare to disobey.

On the steps, Kurajiro walked down with an umbrella, silently counted the number of people, wanted to say something, but was speechless, waved his hand, and directly issued an order: "All follow, every group of five, women and children get into the carriage!"

"Hey!" followed, followed out the door, several carriages stopped, this was Kurajiro's arrangement, and everyone was silent.

Kurajiro walked at the end, and when he saw that the woman and the child had all gotten into the car, he sat down with a coachman and ordered, "Go to the beach, there is our boat, let's go to the Sakura Pavilion in Kaizhen!"

"Hey!" the coachman is a pirate, answered, shook the reins, the carriage moved forward, and the men behind followed him, they were all pirates, and a little rain was nothing!

Heavy rain poured down, Keiko hugged the child, looked back, and couldn't help but cry, although he has only lived for half a year, but it is really difficult to have the feeling of knowing and doing.

"The samurai gave up their allegiance to the Lord, and because of the word loyalty, they gave the land as hereditary, which was the way of the king. It is precisely because of the word loyalty that the received gifts are owned by the bestowed samurai...... This is the family of mercy and loyalty, so there is this order, so as long as you hold the farmland, you can make its descendants reproduce. ”

This is the seal of the Kurokawa shogunate three hundred years ago, and it has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people until now, and it is difficult to be called a true samurai without a samurai who knows how to do it, but with a knowledge of the way (hereditary land), it is completely different, and the generation can be a leader, and the whole of Fuso is recognized.

For Keiko, this 100-stone Zhixing is the foundation of the Sakuragi family, and it is her husband who exchanged his surname for his life, and as long as he has an heir, he can even continue to give his life.

Looking at it from afar, she hugged the child tightly and murmured: "Da Lang, you have to grow up quickly, be loyal to His Highness in the future, and take back the land!"

Shikoku was originally an island, and the Omada family was not far from the sea, so after traveling for an hour in the heavy rain, he came to the shore, and in the rainy night, there was a dim light in the boat.

"Quick, move all the cargo to the cabin, and the woman and the child enter the cabin, so that no one can find out!" Kurajiro ordered hurriedly.

"Yes!" Despite the torrential rain, the pirates often killed and seized goods in such a sunny day, which did not affect them in the slightest, and a group of people carried the goods to the hold of the ship, and even two carriages were dismantled and dragged onto the ship.

"Let's sail, quick, let's go to Jiezhen, and get back to Sakurakan before dawn, so that outsiders can't notice us. Kurajiro ordered.

"Hey!" everyone hurriedly set sail, and in a moment, the boat disappeared into the sea.

(To be continued)