rumble

The third heavenly thunder fell, Song Ke stood with his back to the sky, all the mana in the spiritual sea gushed out, and the spiritual power shield became stronger, whether he could withstand it depends on this!

Taiyin, who was pretending to be dead in his mind, suddenly shouted: "Boy, quickly hand over the control of your body to me, there is a monk from the ninth layer of qi refining, and the old lady will take you to escape!" ”

Song Ke chose to believe in Taiyin when he heard this, if Taiyin wanted to take away, he would have taken away the control of the physical body when he crossed over eight years ago, but then Taiyin would not be able to escape, and he would definitely be judged by the Heavenly Dao!

Only a soul like Song Ke who has obtained the Mandate of Heaven can not be suspected by the Heavenly Dao, even if Taiyin succeeded in helping Song Ke gather spirits before, it was only for the monks who went against the sky to take unconventional means to make due punishment, although Taiyin wanted to regain control of the body before, it was just idle and boring!

"Where is the wicked? Dare to lead the water to the east and run to the stone city to survive! ”

There was a long roar outside the gate, and then Shi Zhongtie, who was refining the ninth layer of qi, was wearing black armor, holding the array plate, and mobilizing the large array to protect the city, only to see that the thick light curtain instantly enveloped the entire city, and he was about to use the power of the formation to wipe out the heavenly thunder.

rumble

The third thunderbolt carried the heavenly power and smashed down, Shi Zhongtie didn't even look at it, the bottom was just a low-level loose cultivator, and if he died, he would die, and the top priority was to find the demon beast and wipe out the heavenly tribulation.

boom

The loud crash was accompanied by a rumbling thunder, causing the surrounding two nearby streets to be affected to varying degrees, and the ground shook, shattering several feet, revealing a layer of rock several feet deep.

A ten-division commander in the rear stepped forward and asked, "General, do you want to search for this demon in the whole city?" Judging from the scattered feathers, this demon beast is only a first- or second-order, but the bloodline must be extraordinary, otherwise it will not attract a heavenly tribulation. ”

"No need, open the formation for an hour, and then maintain the formation with all your might, don't think about consumption."

Shi Zhongtie waved his hand, and after the ten captains walked away, he staggered back a few steps, his palms were full of sweat, and a powerful aura erupted just now, which made him terrified, but fortunately with the blessing of the power of the formation, he stood firmly, not only did not search for it, but also let it out, whether it was a demon beast or an evil cultivator, it was best not to provoke, and wait until the Kyoto patrol arrived, and then thoroughly investigate the matter.

The Nanzhao region was quite different, starting with the land of Kyoto, around which the fortress of the four directions was built, and many other castles were built outward in an arc around the fortress, especially the townships.

Every year, the lord of Nanzhao will select the Son of Heaven to patrol the heavens on his behalf, inspect the cities of all directions, and distribute many resources at the same time, otherwise the city protection formation is a bottomless pit, and the city lord's mansion is not capable of maintaining it; As for the township level, it doesn't matter, after all, it is only the lowest level of labor, if it is not for manual labor and still needs these people, I am afraid that they will not even be able to manage, now at least Nanzhao still has the national policy of work for relief, and the people in the townships and towns are barely able to survive.

……

There is a view ten miles outside the stone city, called Xuanmiao, there is a stone tablet outside the door to record "Xuanzhi and Xuan, the door of all wonders." ”

It's just that the life of the Taoist temple is not very easy this morning, the Taoist boy who swept the floor just opened the door and found that the outside was full of black and pressed heads, rotten vegetable leaves, rotten eggs and dirty clothes thrown at the door, so frightened that he hurriedly closed the wooden door, ran to the temple and cried: "Lord, the villagers are here again, is it that the runic water sold in the temple a few days ago is mixed with too much water?" ”

Before the white-haired Guan Master could speak, the sixth disciple of the Xuanmiao Temple, Meng Daoren, reprimanded: "Nonsense, I obviously mixed the water according to the convention, but it is clear that the third senior brother drew the talisman to distract his mind, resulting in the poor quality of the spirit rune. ”

"Okay, you sixth, you actually pushed the pot on me, who knew that my talisman was passed down by the master and was one of the best in the view."

Fu Daoren on the opposite side couldn't help jumping out to defend himself, fighting every sentence to avoid being beaten.

The dream man took out the wine gourd and took a small sip, and was about to refute, but was stopped by the viewer, and the old viewer sighed: "Okay! Don't fight, you can't do such a little thing, no wonder the incense in the temple opposite is getting better and better, boss, you've worked hard, or you go, you are born with rough skin and thick meat, you can carry it more, try to have a better attitude, otherwise in the future, we are afraid that there is only incense in this view, and there is no fire! ”

"Yes"

A simple man with thick eyebrows and big eyes got up and walked out, Daotong called him Senior Brother Niu, a big disciple of the Guanzhu, who was extremely sincere in his life and won the trust of Daotong.

At this time, the people outside were boiling, and there were words such as spitting fragrant mouths and returning money everywhere, in the end, the people were simple and simple, and the women were mighty.

Under the siege of everyone, even a big man comparable to a high-level qi refining cultivator couldn't bear it, and after all, his face was a little thinner, and his face was red to the root of his ears, so he had to apologize again and again.

At the back of the crowd was a young man, with a roast duck pinned to his waist, gray-faced and ragged, hesitating in two buildings facing each other.

Taoist temples and temples, there must be practitioners in them, and there are academies in the city, but the young man has no choice, the monk has too many rules and precepts, and finally chooses the dilapidated Xuanmiaoguan.

The monk at the gate of Lingchan Temple on the other side sneered: "Another Qi refiner who has gone astray, I don't know what to do, junior brother, wait a minute, if this young man leaves alone, go and turn the vegetarian food on his waist here." ”

"Yes, senior brother." The little novice nodded, a greedy look in his eyes.

The Niu Dao people in the distance in the crowd were finally in a state of confusion, and their faces were covered with blood under the turmoil of mana in their bodies.

"Excuse me, thank you uncles and aunts."

The ragged boy crawled out of the crowd, just staring at the Niu Dao man who was lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Niu Daoren's spiritual sense swept away, and he found that the young man was actually setting foot on the avenue for the first time, and said: "Little Taoist friends are in the dust, but do you want to enter the meditation and practice?" ”

Song Ke nodded yes, he thought it would take a lot of effort to enter the view, but he didn't expect it to be so easy, a few hours ago, Taiyin controlled the body, and borrowed the little yellow duck's spatial magic power to teleport out, and it took Song Ke a few more hours to find here.

After half a pillar of incense, the villagers' hands were red and swollen, and their throats were smoking, and then they left one by one.

Niu Daoren got up and patted the dust, and said with a smile: "Let Daoist friends laugh, my generation of Taoist seekers naturally disdain to be honest with mortals, otherwise they will fall inferior." ”

Song Ke praised again and again, for the strong not to bully the weak, this state of mind Song Ke thought he couldn't do it, and he had to admire.

The two of them chatted while sweeping, and cleaned the door of the Xuanmiao Temple, and through the exchange, they learned that there were nine monks in the temple, the master and eight disciples, and Senior Brother Niu was the eldest disciple.

There are a few Taoist children, who are considered servants and are responsible for daily chores, after all, it is impossible for cultivators to clean the thatched house in person.

Niu Daoren led Song Ke into the view and said: "Senior Brother Song, I think you also brought a medium-rare roast duck, it is better to give it to Daotong and cook it again." ”

"Ah......h Senior Brother Niu laughed, this is a spirit animal that has depended on each other since childhood. Song Ke said embarrassedly, and hurriedly took out the maid on his waist, shook for a long time and finally woke up, quacking and shouting hungry.

"It turns out that it is also a demon beast, hello sister Yaya, I am also a bull demon." Niu Daoren scratched his head and said, revealing his identity, he was actually a shape-shifting demon beast.

"It seems that demonic power and spiritual power are almost the same, and it is difficult to distinguish."

Song Ke secretly said in his heart, he didn't expect the demon beast that the world was afraid of to be pressed to the ground and rubbed, I don't know what those villagers would think if they understood the truth.

However, Song Ke didn't expect to see the demon beast in human form so soon, and he was still his senior brother, and his life was impermanent, nothing more than this.