Jiang Qi escaped 20,000 miles away with the speed of the wind, and did not dare to stop in the middle.

Now Jiang Qi's location is far away from Beihai, but he is still a little frightened.

Although it stands to reason that that guy can't leave Beihai, Jiang Qi is still a little apprehensive.

"Eighty percent is that guy."

Jiang Qi's neck was fixed there, staring straight ahead.

Beihai, little friends, please stay.

Together, these two keywords are easy to associate with a certain guy.

In the battle of the gods in the past, it was this person who used the sentence "Friends of the Dao, please stay", so that I don't know how many immortals who have attained the Tao fell into the mud pit of the battle of the gods.

And after the gods, Jiang Ziya opened the altar and sealed the gods, and named him the general of the Beihai water, Yongzhen Beihai Sea Eye.

Its name, Shen Gong Leopard.

Fang just shouted at Jiang Qi, "Little friend, please stay", Bacheng is this uncle and ancestor whom Jiang Qi has never met.

Jiang Qi didn't know what the other party wanted to do, but more things are better than less, and he will definitely not look back if he can.

After all, although he changed one word, Jiang Qi was not sure if it would have the effect of being a god at the beginning.

But if there is a little, it is not something that Jiang Qi can stand now.

"It's okay, it should be fine."

Jiang Qi glanced down at the baby girl in his arms and said with a smile: "If you hadn't wanted to see the scenery of the North Sea, I wouldn't have flown so low." ”

"Babbling~"

The baby girl snorted twice in disapproval.

"You."

Jiang Qi smiled, put away the swaddling clothes, and after identifying the direction again, he headed towards Huashan.

There were no emergencies along the way, and I arrived at the boundary of Huashan smoothly.

Temple of the Goddess.

In the small world of the gods.

Jiang Qi and Yang Chan sat on the edge of the cradle alone, looking at the sleepy baby girl in the cradle.

"Why do I think this doll is not as good-looking as Qi'er was at the beginning."

Yang Chan stretched out a finger and gently poked the baby girl's face.

"Preconceived reasons."

Jiang Qi smiled and said, "Auntie, Shizun and Taiyin Xingjun said, please give this child a name." ”

"You'll have to think about it."

Yang Chan was not surprised when she heard this, obviously she had discussed it with Yang Jian a long time ago.

"Put the name aside first, Qi'er, you say, Master Ling and Taiyin Xingjun, is it really a little bit like that?"

Yang Chan changed the topic, and her eyes flashed with the light called "eating melons".

"At present, it should be that the concubine is affectionate, and Lang is still entangled."

Jiang Qi briefly summed it up.

Then he said: "But there is still progress, but in the end it depends on the meaning of the master." ”

"The second brother is actually very lonely."

Yang Chan suddenly said: "He has a lot of things hidden in his heart. ”

"Whether you are or me, they are not suitable to listen to, and he also needs a Taoist companion."

"But Qi'er, you're right, in the end, it depends on the second brother himself, this kind of thing, others can't force it."

"That's what my aunt said."

Jiang Qi nodded, stood up and said: "Then this child will be handed over to my aunt, the master told me before, let the disciple go to the mouth of the river, there should be something to order." ”

"Go ahead, be careful along the way."

"Disciple saved."

"So, Master, this is the reason why you let the apprentice come over?"

Jiang Qi is eating now.

The eldest son of Guo Yuanwai, the richest man in Guanjiangkou, got married and set up a flowing water seat for half a street.

Jiang Qi and Yang Jian were mixed among the guests at the banquet, and because they used a small spell, they were not conspicuous at all.

"Eat yours."

Yang Jian drank a glass of happy wine and didn't look at Jiang Qi.

"Master, what did you talk about with Taiyin Xingjun?"

Jiang Qi still couldn't hold back and asked curiously.

After asking, Jiang Qi was ready to suffer a brain collapse.

"Here we are."

But Yang Jian just raised his head and looked at Guo Mansion.

What's coming?

Jiang Qi raised his eyebrows, followed the eyes of the master, and after sweeping around, his eyes fell on a certain person, and he frowned slightly.

"Evil spirit?"

Jiang Qi saw an evil aura, not very strong, it could even be said to be thin, but it was real.

And the source of that evil spirit is a festively dressed girl, with a bun face, with three points of baby fat, and a pair of big eyes that are dripping and smart, and looks quite cute.

"Familiar?"

Yang Jian asked jokingly.

"How can there be an evil spirit in the second miss of the Guo family?"

Jiang Qi looked at Shizun and exclaimed, "It's really bizarre that someone dares to make trouble in Shizun's territory." ”

The Three Realms all know that the mouth of the Guan River is Yang Jian's territory, and it is really rare for evil cultivators to dare to make trouble here.

The second lady of the Guo family knew at a glance that she was lured by some evil things, so she did something to worship the evil gods, and then she had an evil spirit on her body.

But this is the mouth of the river.

"Fix it."

Yang Jian glanced at Jiang Qi and said lightly.

"Yes."

Jiang Qi didn't say much, as the so-called master has something to do, the disciple obeys him.

Moreover, Jiang Qi also saw that the evil cultivator who seduced the second lady of the Guo family, or the guy behind the evil cultivator, was the training target that Yang Jian prepared for Jiang Qi.

Thinking like this, Jiang Qi stood up and untied the small spell that shrouded him by the way.

For a while, many guests saw the young Taoist in a red robe.

"Ah, Xiao Jiang Miao is here!"

"Little Jiang Miaozhu, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"What have you been doing all this time?"

Everyone greeted Jiang Qi with a smile.

Jiang Qi has been doing temple blessings in Erlang Temple since he was five years old, and he has known many people in Guanjiangkou for ten years.

Although these believers didn't know that Jiang Qi was the disciple of Erlang Zhenjun they believed in, they also knew that Jiang Qi was not an ordinary person.

After all, a five-year-old child can manage the Erlang Temple almost perfectly, which is not easy to see.

"I went out for something."

"Long time no see, old man Zhang, are you still tough?"

Jiang Qi also smiled in return, and after a pleasant greeting, he got out of the crowd and walked forward.

"Yikes!"

Miss Guo Er saw the red-clothed little Taoist priest at a glance, shouted in surprise, and ran over to say hello with small steps.

"Jiang Qi!"

"What have you been doing all this time? I've been to the True Monarch Temple several times and haven't seen you. ”

I don't know if it's intentional or what, Miss Guo Er accentuated her tone on the words "Zhenjun Temple" several times.

"Something busy."

Jiang Qi smiled and nodded, and didn't say anything, but looked at a middle-aged rich man walking towards him not far away.

"Guo Yuanwai, congratulations on your son's wedding."

Jiang Qi stepped forward and arched his hand, took out a talisman from his sleeve and handed it over, saying: "This is a family talisman, which is a congratulatory gift from Erlang Temple, and please don't dislike it." ”

"Where did Miao Zhu say, you can come, it is too polite to my Guo family!"

Guo Yuanwai's voice was very loud, as if he was deliberately reminding something.

The surrounding guests only thought that Guo Yuanwai was showing off, after all, not everyone who had a big wedding could come to the temple of Zhenjun Temple as a guest

But Jiang Qi saw a touch of anxiety and pleading in Guo Yuanwai's eyes.

Interesting.

Jiang Qi narrowed his eyes and didn't ask more, but just cooperated with Guo Yuanwai to shirk a few times, and after seeing that the other party accepted his congratulatory gift, he smiled and said, "Guo Yuanwai, there is something I have to talk about you." ”

"Oh? Please speak about the temple wishes. ”

Guo Yuanwai approached Jiang Qi a little, it seemed that this was the only way to make him feel at ease.

"Ling Gongzi's wedding, but it's really a bit sudden, Guo Yuanwai gives 5,000 taels of incense money in Zhenjun Temple every year, and I won't be allowed to count your future daughter-in-law for this wedding?"

Jiang Qi pretended to be angry and said, then turned his head and smiled embarrassedly: "Of course, it's also strange that Xiaodao is not in Guanjiangkou during this time." ”

"But it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, it's better to do it today, how about Xiaodao calculate the eight characters for Ling Gongzi and his wife?"

"This"

Guo Yuanwai squeezed his palms with some hesitation, with an inexplicable look in his eyes, and said: "Xiao Lao'er has already found a senior monk, but it is a good marriage, so I don't bother with the temple." ”

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Qi hadn't said anything, and some of the guests around him looked at Guo Yuanwai with a little wrong eyes.

The little Jiang Miao said that it was for your son and daughter-in-law to count the eight characters, but on this happy day, people specified how good it sounded and how to say it, that is, to ask for a lottery.

When it's over, your Guo family will have face when they say it.

Everyone is happy, if you don't agree with it, you don't have to add a sentence to ask the monk to forget it?

Don't you know that our Zhenjun grandfather at the mouth of the river is a disciple of the Daomen?

Do you really think that foreign monks are good at chanting?

Lao Guo is too ignorant.

It shouldn't be.

The guests were a little confused, but no one would point it out directly on the big day.

"It's good, it's a good marriage."

Jiang Qi said meaningfully: "Congratulations to the staff for having a good daughter-in-law." ”

"Rejoice and rejoice."

Guo Yuanwai's smile was a little stiff, and his eyes looked at Jiang Qi with apology and deep pleading.

Good my temple wishes, how smart you are on weekdays, why can't you hear Lao Guo's hints today?

If it's really a good marriage, I'll find a monk to count the eight characters?

I don't know if you want to give me Guo's face?

It's really Lao Guo's "daughter-in-law".

Guo Yuanwai was miserable in his heart, but he really couldn't say it, so he could only give Jiang Qi a frenzied look, and almost wrote the word "help" on his face.

He knew that this little Jiang Miaozhu had real skills, not an ordinary mortal.

What's more, even Xiao Jiang Miaozhu can't figure out his "daughter-in-law", and there is still a real grandfather standing behind him.

I have been looking forward to it, but I have looked forward to it for the little Jiang Temple, but how did it become like this?

Guo Yuanwai felt bitter.

"Ling Gongzi and Xiaodao are also friends, and he is getting married today, so he has to drink a glass of wedding wine in front of him no matter what."

Jiang Qi's next words made Guo Yuanwai happy, and he was greatly relieved.

"What's the matter, it's inconvenient for Guo Yuanwai?"

Jiang Qi asked with a smile.

"Convenient, convenient tight!"

Guo Yuanwai hurriedly spoke, pulled his daughter next to him who lowered her head and didn't speak, and urged: "My son, take Miaozhu to the backyard to see your brother!" ”

"Remember, be sure to let your brother toast the temple with his own hands!"

Guo Yuanwai's words are a bit strange.

I'm going to see the groom, no matter how busy I am, how much can it cost to toast?

Or is it that the groom's official shelf is so big that he doesn't even deserve to drink a glass of wine in Xiao Jiang Miaozhu?

Why is Lao Guo so strange today?

Some guests who were familiar with Guo Yuanwai muttered in their hearts, and watched Xiao Jiang Miaozhu and Miss Guo Jiaer leave the front yard and enter the moon gate.

Originally, outsiders were not allowed to enter the back house, but Xiao Jiang Miaozhu was a monk, so naturally it did not hinder it.

Just after Xiao Jiang Miaozhu's figure turned a corner and disappeared into the eyes of many guests, people suddenly found that Guo Yuanwai seemed to have no bones, and he was paralyzed on the ground like noodles.

Everyone was shocked, and those who were close hurriedly stepped forward to help, but found that Guo Yuanwai had burst into tears, with a relieved look on his face and the rest of his life.

Backyard.

"Where have you been all this time?"

Miss Guo Jiaer's tone had a hint of abrupt complaint, the kind that had no reason.

"There's something to go out about."

Jiang Qi looked at the second miss of the Guo family with a smile, and said as if he was puzzled: "You said that you have been to the Zhenjun Temple several times, but why can't I see any incense on you?" ”

"I'm in the shower."

Miss Guo Er naturally knew that the incense that Jiang Qi was talking about was not the smell, but the blessing given by the true monarch gods after the believers entered the incense, and for mortals, the usefulness was only not to get sick and sleep peacefully.

Miss Guo Er knows this, after all, she is Jiang Qi's VIP believer.

Bought with real money.

But she still gave an unrelated answer.

Obviously, this is implying something.

Jiang Qi smiled and didn't answer, looking at the Guo family's house by himself, and gradually left Miss Guo Er behind him.

Miss Guo Er looked at Jiang Qi's back, furrowed her eyebrows deeply, and sighed secretly.

He saw it, he must have seen it.

Miss Guo Er lowered her head and trotted to catch up with Jiang Qi.

Jiang Qi came to the front of Guo Gongzi's wedding room with a familiar car, not because Jiang Qi had come, but on top of the wedding room, there was an evil spirit.

In Jiang Qi's eyes, it was called an eye-catcher.

No wonder this evil thing dares to make trouble in Guanjiangkou, Jiang Qi understands it, this was originally prepared for himself.

It stands to reason that even Yang Jian himself, plus Jiang Qi and Yang Chan, are not in Guanjiangkou, but Yang Jian's gods still have senses, and the six generals of Meishan are also resident in Guanjiangkou, and these six are also out-and-out fierce gods.

There are 1,200 grass gods under his hands.

In this case, why does an evil thing dare to make wind and rain at the mouth of the Guanjiang River?

Because the six generals of Meishan have become "blind".

This thing was specially left by Yang Jian to Jiang Qi to deal with.

It is estimated that it can be regarded as a lesson from the master to the Guo family.

Thinking so in his heart, Jiang Qi came to the wedding room with red lanterns and red ribbons, and raised his feet.

"Boom!"

The two doors were directly smashed by Jiang Qi.

Miss Guo Er, who was behind Jiang Qi, was stunned.

Inside the marriage room.

Jiang Qi looked at the scene inside, and a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Are you two having fun?"

On the big sandalwood bed, hung with red silk, there were two people on the bed.

One of them is naturally the eldest son of the Guo family whom Jiang Qi knew before, and the other is his fiancée.

It's just that this fiancée's long. There are so many billions of points that don't look like people.

He was two feet tall, with rough green skin all over his body, and he landed on all fours, with sharp bone spurs on all four limbs.

Raw, green-faced fangs, a pair of scarlet eyes, and sharp canine teeth leaking out like a recurve dagger.

The long tongue was ticking down and saliva, falling on Guo Gongzi's face below.

There is also a tail longer than the body behind it, and it also has hideous bone spurs on it.

At this time, this monster was lying on Guo Gongzi's body, and seemed to be thinking about where to put his mouth down.

As for Guo Gongzi, he had already fainted.

It is noteworthy that on the stool in front of the dresser, a delicate human skin is erected.

"It turned out to be a painted mandrill."

Jiang Qi looked at the monster, smiled suddenly, turned his head to look at the second miss of the Guo family not far behind him, and asked with a smile: "This is what you recruited?" ”

The second lady of the Guo family trembled, lowered her head deeply, and did not dare to speak.

"Forget it, your whole family is a believer in the True Monarch Temple, and I will save you this time."

Jiang Qi didn't care whether Miss Guo Er answered or not, turned around, and opened a blurred vertical eye.

"Zheng"

The void sounded like a sword, and with it, Jiang Qi's eyebrows were raised, and a divine light shot out and fell on the body of the painted bark mandrill.

"Whew!!"

The painted mandrill let out a strange wail, trying to struggle, but unable to move.

Jiang Qi strolled forward, too lazy to summon the Tai'a sword, raised his hand and pointed at the sword, and pointed out, the sword light was shining.

Jiaojiao's sword light fell on the body of the painted mandrill, and in an instant, the monster was annihilated into invisibility, not to mention the body, not even the soul remained.

The bones were broken and the ashes were scattered.

For evil things, it is an existence that all living beings in the Three Realms hate.

Even if a human immortal cultivator is fighting to the death with a certain demon clan, and an evil thing comes out next to it, both sides will temporarily stop, solve the evil thing first, and then continue to fight to the death.

From this, it can be seen how much the beings of the Three Realms hate this evil thing.

The reason why this is so is only because the evil thing was not originally a thing of the Three Realms, but a thing made by the Chaos Heavenly Demon outside the sky.

After solving the painted skin mandrill, Jiang Qi glanced at Guo Gongzi who was unconscious by the way.

"Fortunately, it's just that the essence has lost a lot, but it's not to the point of endangering your life, and it's okay to make up for a few years of medicinal food."

Jiang Qi said to Miss Guo Er, who walked in at some point.

"Thank you."

Miss Guo Er was silent for a long time, and said to Jiang Qi in a very soft voice.

"Everyone is responsible for their mistakes."

Jiang Qi stepped forward and said, "You have to remember the lesson of this time, and don't be so curious in the future." ”

"Take me to the altar you laid out, this thing has to be cut to the roots."

"Okay."

Miss Guo Er nodded, looked at her brother on the bed worriedly and apologetically, and left the marriage room with Jiang Qi.

Actually, things are very simple.

Miss Guo Er picked up an antiquity during an outing, and Miss Guo Er, who was well-read, was very interested in these things that were old.

So I took it with me to study its origins.

In those days, Miss Guo Er would have the same dream every day when she went to sleep, and in the dream was a kind old grandfather who read some mysterious scriptures to her.

At first, Miss Guo Er thought that she had hit an evil spirit, and she had to go to the Zhenjun Temple almost every day to offer incense, but after she came back, the old man would still appear in her dreams.

Over time, Miss Guo Er let down her guard, after all, even Grandpa Zhenjun didn't react, which proved that this old man was not a ghost.

As time passed, the old man's words became more and more difficult, mixed with some other information-—— about how to set up an altar.

Miss Guo Er became worried again, and ran to the Zhenjun Temple, but there was still no response.

So, in the end, Miss Guo Er still chose to arrange the altar.

Then, tragedy began.

Painted Pi Mandrill appeared, controlled everyone in the Guo family, including her, and married her brother.

At this time, Miss Guo Er realized that her previous memories of going to Zhenjun Temple to offer incense were all hallucinations, and she had never been there at all, and every time she prayed, she was reciting the name of an evil god.

It is also strengthening the cause and effect of oneself and the evil gods.

"The true God is above, with all that I have, offering the turbidity, praying that the eyes will fall and grant me supreme bliss."

Jiang Qi opened his mouth with great interest and recited the prayer of the evil god relayed by Miss Guo Er.

At this moment, Jiang Qi was in an abandoned firewood house of the Guo family, and under his feet was a strange pattern depicted by the blood of cattle, sheep and pigs.

The pattern is distorted, frenzied, but you can't help but indulge in it.

It's as if the Supreme Avenue is hidden in this pattern.

After reciting the prayer, according to Miss Guo Er, the next step is to offer sacrifices.

It doesn't matter what kind of sacrifice it is, it only depends on the value of it.

Look at the value.

Jiang Qi thought for a moment, summoned the Tai'a sword, and placed it in the center of the weird pattern.

The value of this magic weapon should be high enough, right?

After all, where is the ancestor except for the immortal sword, this Tai'a is the most precious.

In the hands of many disciples of the Three Sects, there are sword weapons that are modeled after this Tai'a sword, and they also have Tai'a's name, but in Jiang Qi's hands, or the Tai'a sword in the real vein of Yuding, is the original.

"Buzz!!"

The scarlet, eerie pattern emits a mournful chirp, hiding an emotion called excitement.

Jiang Qi blinked, very good, the value is really enough, you see that the evil god is excited.

Countless red lights turned into tentacles, flying messily in the air, and the twisted trajectories were disgusting.

Then, all the tentacles were retracted, ready to devour the Tai'a Sword on the altar.

"Zheng."

At this moment, Tai Ah Jian seemed to be a little impatient, as if those tentacles had alarmed something.

In short, Tai'a Jian shook slightly, and a red light that was almost invisible to the naked eye flashed for a billionth of an instant.

"Bang."

In Jiang Qi's strange eyes, the altar exploded, and the fried powder was shattered.

"Tai'a sword is so strong?"

Jiang Qi was a little surprised, put away the Tai'a sword, and looked at the big hole after the altar was blown up.

This altar seemed to be connected to a strange space, and Jiang Qi tried to probe his divine sense into it.

Then the look was even more eccentric.

The evil gods are gone, or rather, there may be a strange space where there are multiple evil gods, and they have been cleansed.

That's called a clean, and there's nothing left.

What about the good trials?

That's it?

(End of chapter)