Chapter 117: Heading South

Lao Huang was a little moved, he didn't expect the young man in front of him to see it like this. Over the years, he has come into contact with many wealthy children as a coachman, all of whom have eyes above the sky but have no ability to count a few pounds and taels.

"Thank you for the gift of the immortals." Lao Huang knelt on his knees and saluted solemnly.

Li An nodded, and then Lei Fa appeared in his palm, "It's a little painful, bear with it." “

Lao Huang Yixi didn't care about the pain that Li An said at all, as long as he could save his life, it was nothing.

Li An grabbed Lao Huang's arm with his palm, and his palm was facing the red dot. Suddenly, the thunder law came out, and Li An's long hair was windless and automatic, and there was thunder and lightning between the green silks.

Lei Fa joined the red dot from the palm of his palm, and as soon as he came into contact with Lao Huang, his complexion changed greatly, and his arm muscles also spasmed.

"Ah~"

The scream was so loud that many people stopped to look at the source of the sound in the noisy streets during the day.

At this time, Lao Huang was sweating profusely, and he felt that his blood was boiling all over his body, and there seemed to be hundreds of millions of needles pricking him on the surface of his body. This kind of pain is worse than death, he lost his strength after shouting a few times, and Li An also laid down a formation in time to isolate the sound from coming out. Otherwise, Lao Huang's screams are afraid that they will attract many onlookers.

After a stick of incense, Li An withdrew his hand, Lao Huang was drenched in sweat, and at the moment when Li An withdrew his hand, he collapsed weakly to the ground.

At this time, Lao Huang's body was a little charred, and the place where Li An held it had a smell of barbecue, and his already somewhat messy hair seemed to have been struck by lightning, and each one was upside down.

"Is this what the immortals said about the billions of pain?" Lao Huang said bitterly, and while speaking, he also spit out a breath of black gas from his mouth.

"I can only blame you for your weak physique, but with the baptism of yang thunder, it will not be an evil spirit in the future. If you can have another son, you may be able to make a freak. Ang Lee said casually.

It is recorded in the Taoist classics that there was an ancestor who accidentally injured a mortal when he used the thunder method to defend against the enemy. The man was rescued afterwards, and a year later came the good news that he had given birth to a young son.

That young son was born with thunder and lightning, and when he became an adult, he entered the Dao Sect, and the Dao number was Pure Yang. And this physique is also recorded by his Tao name.

It's a pity that the Pure Yang Dao Body has only had that predecessor since ancient times, and the Dao Sect has tried it intentionally or unintentionally, but all of them have failed without exception.

"Thank you for saving your life." Lao Huang didn't say anything more, knelt on the ground with the only remaining strength and kowtowed.

"Get up and decide for yourself how you want to do it. Give me the map, and I'll do the rest by myself. Ang Lee said casually.

Lao Huang stood up, his face was complicated, with guilt and loss. He took out a rhubarb drawing from his bosom and handed it to Ang Lee.

Li An took the map, and also took out a piece of rice paper from his arms and handed it to Lao Huang. "Go ahead." Li An said flatly.

Lao Huang opened the rice paper, and it depicted a lifelike fairy, and Lao Huang fell into it just by looking at it.

Li An did not interrupt Lao Huang, and after a long time, the two separated, and Li An looked at the north for a long time and couldn't come back to his senses.

"As a teacher, I can only do this step, and when I finish dealing with the matter at hand, I will definitely take you home." Ang Lee muttered.

At the same time that Lao Huang's family of three was walking towards Beiyuan, a man also entered the Jingkang territory from Beiyuan.

This person is Song Bailu, who has traveled all over the northern frontier these days and has not found any clues. At this time, most of his hair had turned gray, and the clothes on his body had not been changed for an unknown amount of time, and a foul smell emanated from his body.

"Rat generation, I've been with Lao Tzu for so long, and if I don't come out, I won't have a chance." Song Bailu stood in front of the boundary monument, and one step further was counted as Jingkang.

More than 100 soldiers were lined up behind the boundary monument, and they seemed to be greeting Songbailu, but they were also on guard.

As the head of the Yunzhen Sect, Song Bailu is enough to make Jingkang pay attention to both his identity and status. He didn't want to make trouble in vain when he went south this time, so he handed over the prayer post early. In order to show off the demeanor of the royal family, it is natural that they will not refuse the courtesy of Song Bailu.

People come and go at the boundary monument, most of them are businessmen, who travel back and forth between the north and the south all the year round, and there are customs clearance documents issued by Jingkang, which is also unimpeded.

As Song Bailu's words blurted out, many people stopped to look, and when they saw that the person who spoke was a beggar, they didn't pay attention to it.

No one answered Song Bailu's words, and no one jumped out.

Song Bailu smiled contemptuously, and then did not take the opportunity to step out and cross the boundary monument.

"Loose Palm Sect." All the soldiers waved their hands in unison after crossing the boundary monument on Songbai Road.

"Well, you're in charge of walking with me?" Songbai Road is free to drive.

"Exactly, the Songzhang Sect has a special identity, please understand." A young man armed with a spear approached the end of the line.

"Yi Xiaobei, how could it be you." Song Bailu looked at the young man who came in amazement.

The young man smiled and waved his hands. "Appointed by the imperial court, I just haven't seen my teacher for many years, so I'm here to see you."

"See? Scold. Song Bailu sneered, Jing Kang's hand was definitely dismounted, and it was really disgusting to himself.

He hid his identity and traveled the world more than ten years ago, when he happened to encounter a group of thieves slaughtering people, and he came to the rescue of a child, who was Yi Xiaobei in front of him.

In the next ten years, Yi Xiaobei followed him to practice, and because of his outstanding talent, Yi Xiaobei even entered the core of the Yunzhen Sect, and even overpowered the rosin jade back then.

It's just that in the eleventh year, Yi Xiaobei actually attacked and killed his master and defected from Yunzhen Sect. Afterwards, Song Bailu learned that it was Jingkang who promised him great benefits, which made him turn back.

Now that this disciple who had been cultivated by himself was standing in front of him, Song Bailu surprisingly did not have much emotion. All that seemed to be a thing of the past.

"After so many years, is Shizun still angry with his apprentices? Good birds choose trees to perch, and the big tree of Yunzhen Sect is sick, and so many borers have eaten the rhizomes. Jingkang is very good, at least he won't fall, and I have been reused. Yi Xiaobei smiled.

"Jingkang will not fall, and Li Du thought so back then." Song Bailu sneered.

Yi Xiaobei looked stunned, and he was really powerless to refute this.

"Don't talk nonsense, since it was arranged by the royal family, you just follow. But it's better not to get in my way, or I might be able to do something. Song Bailu said coldly.

Yi Xiaobei disagreed, nodded and said slowly. "I heard that something happened to the Northern Sect, what is the reason why Shizun came alone? Maybe the apprentices can help. “

"If you really have some conscience, don't meddle in this matter." Song Bailu looked directly at Yi Xiaobei Road.

"Conscience? What can it have to do with conscience, isn't it ......" Yi Xiaobei suddenly thought of something, and then asked with a change in expression. "What's wrong with Sister Xiangyu? You old horseman, can't you look down on your daughter-in-law, can't you even take care of your daughter-in-law? “

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