When Lu Xuan came back to his senses, he found that he had already knelt down beside him, even Ah Lai and Lu Zhaozhao were the same, and they could see that they were afraid of imperial power, so he seemed to stand out from the crowd.

"Bold, who dares not to kneel!" Several cavalrymen with unkind eyes and scimitars at their waists quickly surrounded Lu Xuan.

Before Lu Xuan could speak, the knife on their waists had already been pulled out.

Looking at them, Lu Xuan's eyes condensed slightly, and his heart suddenly became a little more ruthless.

But in a blink of an eye, I saw him sitting on the top of the carriage and smiling at himself.......

Just as the scimitars were about to fall, suddenly a long knife glowing with cold light directly bounced the scimitars back, accompanied by a loud shout: "Blind your dog's eyes, can't you see that this person is a monk?" ”

In the evening sunset, Lu Xuan saw a cavalry general in full armor, with an iron grimace mask on his face, and his eyes were deep and dark, faintly revealing a killing aura.

The cavalrymen glanced at Lu Xuan up and down, and when they saw the Dao banner he was carrying behind him, they arched their hands and said, "Immortals, I have offended a lot below, please forgive me." ”

With that, the cavalry turned and left with the group.

Lu Xuan recognized that this person was the cavalry general who gave him Changxiang on the high platform that night, he glanced at Lu Xuan coldly, without any words, and rode away, the sound of horses' hooves was like roaring thunder.

Looking at the back of them leaving, Lu Xuan thought that it might not be a good thing if someone could overthrow the rule of this group of people, but he just hoped that the people who led the way in the Great Jin Dynasty would not be like monks in poor countries, just to practice with the living.

Unfortunately, this is more or less wishful thinking.

After all, there are poor countries that do not have such an existence as the Great Jin National Division that can suppress everything, which makes the rebels more and more rampant.

"Get up, don't kneel!"

Lu Zhaozhao and Ah Lai still didn't dare to get up, until the prince's carriage completely left Suicheng, and the people around them slowly stood up, and interestingly, they looked at Lu Xuan with a little more reverence in their eyes.

It can be seen that the monk should have a special place in Dajin, and he doesn't even have to kneel when he meets the prince.

I just don't know what the upper limit is for such power.

"Anyway, why are these people going out of the city so late? It's getting dark, aren't you afraid of encountering evil things like that? ”

On the way back to the inn, Ah Lai muttered quietly.

Lu Xuan thought of the murderous aura he felt on that cavalry general, and said slowly: "That group of cavalry is not simple, ordinary evil spirits must not be able to deal with them, and they will be far away." ”

"Brother Lu, are they more powerful than you?"

Lu Xuan shook his head and did not answer the question directly.

Ah came to look at Lu Zhaozhao, and as if he remembered something, he leaned to Lu Xuan's side and whispered: "By the way, Brother Lu, why didn't you kneel down just now, I saw that those people's knives were about to be cut off, and my face turned white with fright." Could it be that you know that cultivators don't kneel when they meet the king? ”

Lu Xuan let out a long sigh and explained: "We are different, in my cognition, we are born in heaven and earth and can kneel to heaven and earth, flesh and blood come from our parents, we can kneel to our parents, in addition, who is worthy of us to kneel?" He's just a vested interest in the general situation, and he doesn't deserve our knees, you understand? ”

"But if you don't kneel, they will kill us, then you can kill us!" Alai threw out a very real question.

Lu Xuan pondered for a moment: "It depends on how you choose, when you have the ability to disobey their rules, they can't do anything to you." ”

Ah Lai didn't seem to understand, and Lu Xuan didn't instill in him too much thinking of the future.

For Lu Zhaozhao and Ah Lai, in this world, only by acting according to their own thoughts can they live better.

It was already late when they returned to the inn, and a few people were ready to rest after eating.

According to tradition, tonight was supposed to be a vigil for Ah Lai and Zhao Zhao.

However, Lu Xuan still didn't feel much sleepy, so he let the two of them sleep, and he lit a long incense stick from the inn, sat down at the table, and thought about the soldier he met in the afternoon.

He rescued himself several times, could it be that the heavenly immortals were pretending?

Like a cloudy heart?

Forget it, no matter what, I'll leave Suicheng tomorrow.

No matter how this place is, it has nothing to do with itself, but the next road is still to guard against the shopkeeper Li.

Lu Xuan was thinking about inconsequential trivial matters for a while, but he sat next to him and poured himself a cup of tea, and just took two sips, but the teacup fell directly to the ground and shattered.

Lu Xuan's brows furrowed slightly, and his face was displeased.

He changed into his sister's appearance, and he also frowned, as if he had something on his mind.

Lu Xuan couldn't see him at all, didn't ask, and didn't have emotional waves.

But at this time, the black sword on his back suddenly trembled, and the room lit up with a faint light.

Lu Xuan was stunned, and then took out the black sword from his back and put it on the table, along with the rags tied to his waist wrapped in broken jade.

The black sword trembled slightly, and the red lines on it seemed to come to life, winding and twisting like a crawling worm....... The light emitted by the broken jade is even brighter and darker, like an oil lamp in the cold wind.

"What's going on?"

Lu Xuan's heart was full of questions, these two treasures were given to him by Zhang Daoling, and they gave him a lot of help, and nothing went wrong, what happened tonight? Why is there such a vision?

Could it be that Zhang Daoling had an accident?

Lu Xuan was horrified in his heart, he remembered that the last time he saw Zhang Daoling, the man dressed as a scholar looked very embarrassed, if he really said that something had happened to him, it was not impossible.

It's just that according to his cultivation, who else in this Great Jin can harm him?

It was late at night.

Looking at the light on the second floor of the inn, the beggar sitting on the street took out the gourd on his waist, took a small sip of the wine that he didn't know from there, and spit out a mouthful of wine, as if he disliked the spout was too small, and it was not too enjoyable to drink.

He poured the wine from the gourd into the broken bowl he had carried with him, and after drinking a bowl of it, he burped loudly, and then took out a yellow cloth bag, and poured out three copper coins from it.

"Jingle bell."

The sound of the copper coin falling into the bowl is very crisp.

Looking at the three copper coins that were all negatives, the beggar smacked his lips, and looked at the second floor with a little pity in his eyes:

"It seems that Zhang Daoling's matter has not been completed. It is obviously the physique of a Dao Immortal, but he has to go through three killings! If you can't bear it, then this kindness, I'm afraid you can't repay it, and if you meet it in the underworld in the future, don't say that Lao Tzu is not trustworthy. ”

After thinking about it, the beggar said to himself again: "Fortunately, their erosion of the Heavenly Dao has not yet reached an irreparable place, and there is still a period of time before the killing, so it is just right to plan for it." ”

Between the words, a few figures appeared in front of the beggar, looking at their outfits, they didn't look like locals from the Great Jin Dynasty, but more like they came from that remote place, covered in wind and dust.......