The torrential rain was pouring down, and the pea-sized raindrops hit the granite pavement, jumping violently, forming a layer of water vapor more than half a foot high, covering the road surface.

Under a dark yellow oil-paper umbrella, a tall middle-aged man pulled the little girl and walked forward quickly.

Bai Yujing, Qipan Street.

This is where the poorest people live in the greatest city of the world. The market, which is noisy and smelly of mules and horses on weekdays, closed early because of this heavy rain. The streets were deserted, and the shops on both sides had their windows down and their doors closed.

The tall middle-aged man had a broad chest and a thick back, wearing dark gray leather armor, and on his chest, a red seal of the border army of the Eastern Qin Empire was like a scar, the only bright color on his body.

The little girl he was holding in his hand looked like she was seven or eight years old, and she was also wearing a delicate leather armor, but there was no military seal. She was pulled by a middle-aged man in one hand, and in the other, she was holding a bamboo windmill. The rain poured down, and the wind whipped up the raindrops, but it didn't get three feet under the oil-paper umbrella.

The tall middle-aged man had an invisible barrier around him that forced the rain away.

The cornerstone of the Eastern Qin Empire's army. The real Qi is three feet outside, and it is like a leisurely walk in the rainstorm, and there will not be too many such strong people in the army of the entire Eastern Qin Empire. If the Daomen was not yet prosperous, this man would probably have already entered the phase.

The man with the grace of the instrument pulled the girl with one hand, and with the other, he suddenly held the long sword at his waist. The oil-paper umbrella was suspended overhead, exuding the aura of a sword soldier.

The long sword is three feet and seven inches, and the Eastern Qin Empire does not prohibit weapons, but it has no official body, and it can only wear a sword. The sword is a ritual weapon of the Daomen, a thing of the temple, and the common people use it, and they are all over the house.

It's just that in the Yujing City, the princes are everywhere. He is an ordinary officer, with no Taoist background, and a three-foot green edge, how many heads can he behead?

The little girl hid behind the tall man, revealing half of her dark eyes, and looked at the end of the long street. At the other end of the long street, in the midst of the rainstorm, a black carriage galloped in. The wheels are rolling, and the sound is like thunder.

The black carriage was two feet four wide, and eight black horses were pulling in front, and the corners of the middle-aged man's eyes twitched. This horse, I'm afraid that it has been mixed with demon beasts, is at the border of the Northern Regions, and it will break its head if it is pulled out casually. In Yujing City, such a horse is only used to pull a cart?

The eight black horses only had a clump of snow-white hair growing at the base of the horses' hooves, which had a name, called the dark clouds covering the snow. But the most bizarre thing is that each horse has cyan hair on its forehead, which naturally forms a seal.

This is a thing of the Dao Palace, and no one in the world dares to touch it.

The entire huge carriage, not a little rain can hit it, when the heavy rain falls, it is shattered three feet away from the top of the carriage, bounced away, forming a pale cyan canopy, runes flowing. The six wheels of the carriage, of various sizes, were also more than half an inch above the ground, and they slid in the air.

Actually, this is completely unnecessary, the tall middle-aged man's heart sank.

The carriage belonged to the Taoist Palace, and the people in the carriage were demonstrating to themselves. There is nothing wrong with the perception of the crisis in my heart, this carriage is coming for me!

The Eastern Qin Empire was an empire created by Daomen. The Battle of the Founding of the People's Republic of China, also known as the Battle of the Hundred Schools. With its own strength, Daomen bulldozed the power of the hundreds of schools of thought in the world. With the rise of the Eastern Qin Empire on the Shenzhou continent, the prosperity of the hundred schools is gone forever.

Only the Daomen remains, proud of the world.

At the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the twelve branches of the Daomen school created the Twelve Dao Palaces, which became the most powerful force in the world, assisting the royal family of the Eastern Qin Empire and achieving unprecedented greatness.

The people of the Dao Palace want to be embarrassed by themselves?

Although he encountered a lot of troubles along the way, there was never a Taoist priest from the Dao Palace. The tall man's heart was cold, and this time he entered Beijing, which was personally ordered by the hot Xiaoyao Hou in the empire, to recruit himself from the border pass of the Northern Regions, enter the Xiaoyao Hou Mansion, and instruct the Xiaoyao Hou Shizi on martial arts.

In less than a month after returning to Beijing from southern Xinjiang, Xiaoyao Hou had been promoted to Da Sima, which was equivalent to the military department Shangshu and the right prime minister when Confucianism was in power, and his power was all over the world.

How can such a person have no political enemies. When he received the order, he knew that this was not a good thing. In Yujing City, any friction between any forces can break his bones as a person who strayed into it.

The person who becomes a free marquis is also pushed to the cusp.

He would rather fight the enemies of the wasteland than spend his time in the Jade Capital City. However, can he not come? If he does not obey the handwritten order written by Da Sima himself, it will be tantreason to the country.

Marquis Xiaoyao is a first-class marquis, a great Sima, who commands the three armies. He didn't care about any of this. But that Xiaoyao Hou is still a Qi refiner in the Jindan period, and the Jindan is sixfold.

Violating the will of a Jindan stage qi refiner, even if he escapes from the Eastern Qin Empire, he will be found by the other party. If he was alone, he would be fine, but he also had a daughter who was less than ten years old.

The tall man's palm gently shook his daughter's little hand, and the girl asked softly, "Dad, are you going to kill again?"

The tall man said abruptly: "No, this is Yujing City, at the feet of the Son of Heaven." Your father is a teacher in the Xiaoyao Mansion, how can he fight to the death with others. ”

He never thought that he would have a day when he would be a fox and a fake tiger, and he would use the name of Xiaoyaohou to hope that the other party would retreat.

The little girl's eyes rolled, she took a half step back, and withdrew her hand from her father's palm.

"Don't get out of the range of the umbrella. The tall man whispered. He is not talking about it, if the other party really attacks him, then he can't sit still. Even if the other party is a person from the Dao Palace. He didn't believe that the Marquis could allow his political enemies to cut off his wings so blatantly.

Whether he wants it or not, from the day he receives the order, he will be a carefree man.

Like a siege arrow, the carriage broke through a colored passage in the torrential rain, and came to a sharp stop in front of the tall man, making a loud noise, as if crashing into an invisible mountain. Eight horses were surging with blood, Herod neighed, and his hooves trampled the ground in a hurry, and the mist flew.

"Lin Hengshan?"

In the middle of the carriage, a young voice came out, and the doors opened at the same time.

"It's me. ”

Lin Hengshan's eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of blood-colored mist. Looking through the door, the space in the carriage is vast, and there is a banquet lined up!

At the end of the long table, there was a young Taoist sitting at the end, wearing a moon-white Taoist robe, with a trace of black edge on the cuffs, which was naturally woven into Dao Gate runes. On the collar, there is a faint bamboo leaf pattern.

This young Taoist was clean and handsome, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if everything in this world was not in his heart.

This is the attitude of a Dao Sect Qi Refiner when facing mortals. No matter how strong Lin Hengshan is, in the eyes of the Qi Refiner, he is just an ordinary man.

On the long table, there is a jade plate in the center, and a graceful figure is dancing on the jade plate. Snow-white feet with cardamom red on the tips of the toes.

Around the long table, there are drums, singers are drunk, and snow-white limbs are lying on both sides, a ** scene.

The young Taoist's clean smile suddenly looked so disgusting in Lin Hengshan's eyes.

It's just that the other party's carriage actually has the space to open up, and the origin of this young Taoist is definitely not small. Lin Hengshan endured his temperament and said, "Real people blocking the road, what can you teach you?"

His palms quietly closed one by one, and the sweat oozing out was shattered and turned into mist. Lin Hengshan re-grasped the hilt of the sword, the strength of the other party was too strong, and he was not sure that he wanted to protect his daughter.

"Do you know me?" the young Taoist asked, let out a shrill chuckle, and continued to say to himself, "I am Qingyang Palace, Ye Tian. Your girl has a good talent, I look pleasing to the eye, give me an apprentice. The tone of his voice didn't even consider whether Lin Hengshan agreed or not.

The dancing girl on the jade plate is spinning, the bun on the top of her head is scattered, and the long skirt is raised, snow-white, not an inch.

Lin Hengshan's eyes had changed from blood red to deep purple, like a demon. He suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, put away the umbrella with one hand, and stuck it in the leather bag on his back.

"Forgive me!"

As soon as Lin Hengshan's four words came out, the young Taoist Ye Tian's face suddenly seemed to have a frost, and the rain that smashed on the roof of the car instantly froze. The dancing girl on the jade plate screamed in surprise and fell to the side.

"I don't know how to lift!"

Before Ye Tian's words fell, a blue light had already protruded from his mouth, and he burst into tears, straight to Lin Hengshan's neck.

If you don't agree with each other, you will kill someone. Spit out the flying sword, it is a qi refiner who has already built a foundation. Although Lin Hengshan knew that the other party would make a move, he didn't expect it to be so intense. He is a fourth-rank military attache of the empire, and he has a hundred military exploits, even if he commits a capital crime, the emperor will pardon it as appropriate.

The Eastern Qin Empire occupies the richest area of Shenzhou, but there are eight wilderness and four poles, and there is still a vast land. Sorcerers, priests, necromancy, evil gods. These things must be requisitioned by the imperial army, not by the qi refiners to charge into battle.

Martial artists are also one of the three cornerstones of the empire, Lin Hengshan thought that Ye Tian would teach him a lesson, but he didn't think that the other party would directly ask for his life.

This sword light flew at a strange angle, and the trajectory in the air was from top to bottom, attacking the side of the throat.

Lin Hengshan couldn't dodge this sword from top to bottom at all, and behind him, there was his daughter. In a critical situation, Lin Hengshan raised his arm and forcibly blocked it.

Ye Tian sneered, and used his leather armor to resist the flying sword?

Immediately, it was dark in front of his eyes, and then he heard a crisp sound, and the ethereal sword light was actually bounced back by Lin Hengshan.

Ye Tian barely raised his fingers, and the sword light swirled around his fingertips, turning into a three-inch-long small sword. The blade of the sword was dim, and the divine sense imprint on the sword body had been shattered, and it could no longer be controlled with divine sense.

Ye Tian's face turned pale, he never thought that a martial artist would be able to block the flying sword of a qi refiner with his armor. Not only that, but he also destroyed his own divine sense imprint and injured himself.

Frightened, Ye Tian suddenly became angry. The flying sword on his fingertips disappeared, and there was already a pale golden paper talisman in his hand. No matter how good the opponent's armor is, he doesn't believe it, he can still block Lei Fa!

He came here, of course, not to collect apprentices, but to kill people. As for Lin Hengshan's daughter, after killing Lin Hengshan, she brought it back to the Dao Palace, which is also a good Ding Furnace.

If the other party dares to resist, then under the thunder, the soul will be scattered!