The hall is brightly lit, the lanterns under the eaves are gently swaying in the wind, and several beautiful maids under the long eaves hold wine and dishes and slowly walk through the mottled ground with lotus steps, and enter the hall door.

The candle flame stood in the middle of the round table, the maid put down the dishes and drinks one by one, and the bearded man on one side pulled up his cuffs, took the wine jug, and mixed it with the first person.

"Dharma Protector, I wonder when I will be able to join the Dharma?"

"Maybe in a while. ”

The man at the head was tall and thin, with a long face and short beard, and a black loose robe made the person look thinner, and he didn't clink glasses with the other party after holding the cup, and took a sip.

"Now that Mingzun is busy, the idle things in the sect are all taken care of by the four Dharma protectors, and you can join the sect if you want to, but the offerings here need to rise a little more. ”

Putting down the cup, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled the maid who poured him wine into his arms, and the bearded man on one side squeezed out a smile, and quickly withdrew the hanging wine and drank it himself.

"That's, that's, the offering must be sent to the mountain, just"

Da Han hesitated a little, and paused: "Protector of the Dharma, is the woman lowered, although there are children of the right age in Fang Yuan now, they don't dare to catch more, and then they are afraid of attracting the attention of the government, so they have to run away, and time is not enough." ”

This bearded man, burly, with strong internal strength, when it comes to the name of the Hun Tian God Fist in the green forests and rivers and lakes, everyone knows the name of Jiang Liying, and he dare not say that he is superb, and there is a first-class level.

But right now, in front of the other party, he is like a raised dog, and he doesn't dare to speak loudly. Desktop::/

Over there, the tall, thin and short-bearded person who was called the protector of the Dharma pinched the maid's cheek, leaned up and kissed it, hugged the woman's slender waist, and replied simply without looking at Jiang Liying next to him.

"That's your business. ”

"Yes. ”

Jiang Liying glanced at the maid in the other party's arms, sighed and put her face away, this maid won't live long after tonight, it's not a pity, after all, she bought it with her own money, and it is different from the one caught outside, and her appearance and figure are carefully selected. Mobile:

But the identity of the person in front of him, the entire gang also knew about it, and there would be a ration of offerings every month, which he personally escorted and brought to the mountains, and then brought down a group of women with flesh and bones, or incomplete corpses, and buried them.

Even if there are people who are not dead, the flesh and blood essence has basically been sucked dry, it is difficult to go down the mountain and survive for two days, Jiang Liying does not dare to resist, he was originally just a street ruffian on the north side, if it were not for the coincidence of being favored and supported by the other party, it would be difficult to enjoy the rich and noble days today.

On the rivers and lakes, his Huntian Divine Fist is also a martial art given by the other party at will, and I heard that if you can enter the sect, then you can learn the real immortal magic.

In the past ten years, he has done his best to help the Prayer Fire Sect, and even the local stations have sent gang warriors to be stationed at the outer gate for the middle and high masters of the sect to send.

However, in the past three years, he has also heard some rumors from outside, especially that there are still living subordinates in Chang'an Station, telling him that there are still immortal masters in this world, and one of the two Flame Prayer Sect masters in Chang'an City was killed, and the other was taken by the Qinghe Gong of the Great Sui, and it seems that he has noticed them.

Only then did Jiang Liying get rid of this identity quickly, join the sect and become a cultivator, so that his life would be worry-free.

His thoughts drifted for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he was about to reopen his mouth and inquire about the affairs of the monasticism, when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and seven of his men stood at the foot of the stone steps outside the hall, as if they had something important to report.

"There you go. The Dharma Protector waved his hand.

"Protector of the Dharma for a moment. Jiang Liying confessed, his majestic body bowed slightly, and when he walked to the door, his waist straightened up, standing on the stone steps like a mountain, and his eyes swept over the seven people below.

"Don't you know there's a guest in the meeting?!"

Among the seven people, the tall man looked left and right, saw that no one spoke, and stepped forward with a smile: "The master, the younger ones were originally going to go to the Qinglou to play, but the master, you see what this is." ”

Between his hands, a black shark scabbard, the long sword with the handle of the red jade sword was presented, the head of the sword was finely carved, and the gilded lines could be faintly seen inside, just at a glance, Jiang Liying felt that it was not ordinary.

One grabbed the sword in his hand, and when he took the hilt of the sword, he stopped abruptly, and his eyes squinted to the corner of his eye, looking into the hall.

If I offer my sword, I will not be able to join the religion, but I will be able to do it safely.

With a turn of his gaze, he summoned the seven people in front of him to approach and lowered his voice.

"How did you get this sword?"

"Boss, today we are about to go to the Qinglou, on the way"

To make a long story short, the lanterns in the house swayed, and occasionally a few dog barks sounded, and the mist spread out along the ground in the streets outside, far and near, and the sound of brass bells echoed in the mist.

An old donkey shook its mane and spewed out rough air, Lu Liangsheng sat on the back of the donkey, slowly walked through the long street, and at a certain moment, the wide sleeves shook off, and the sword commanded the dance, as if writing in the air

In the mansion, Jiang Liying briefly listened to the report of his subordinates and said: "There will be a reward tomorrow." He waved them back, strode back into the hall with his sword in hand, and arched his hand.

"Dharma protector, I happened to have a divine weapon a few days ago, and today the Dharma protector came over, just to send it off. ”

"Hehe, the divine soldiers in this world are all ordinary to me as a cultivator."

The tall and thin short-bearded protector's words stopped abruptly, his eyes opened suddenly, and he pushed the maid in his arms to the side, got up and looked at the long sword in Jiang Liying's hand, and subconsciously took a step back.

"Where did this sword come from?"

At this moment, the seven people who left the hall door congratulated each other and talked, and the tall man who offered the sword suddenly felt some itching on his body, rubbed his chest, looked down, and suddenly sighed lightly.

"When did I tattoo this word? ”

The six people on the left and right turned their heads to look at his chest, and laughed: "I'm afraid that I was drunk and ran to stab it, who has nothing to do with this kind of tattoo, just like the person who was tortured in the execution ground, with a chopping card stuck in his neck, hahaha!"

In the laughter, the six people suddenly stopped their voices, and they also felt itching in their chests, picked them twice, and quickly tore off their clothes, and saw that their chests were in the middle, as if they had written a big chop in ink.

Not only the seven people in the courtyard, but also some of the guards in the palace were itching unbearably, tearing off their clothes, and there were also slashing words on their chests.

"What's going on? How did you get that word?"

"I can't erase it, it's not written in ink. ”

"Isn't it an immortal law, but we haven't provoked the immortals?"

Between the words, there was a sense of uneasiness like a man's back, from the soles of his feet to the back of his neck, subconsciously raised his head, and looked at the night sky.

In the mansion, in the hall, the tall, thin and short-bearded Dharma Protector took two steps back, distanced himself from Jiang Liying, and shouted: "This is a magic sword, it is a magic weapon in the cultivation path, someone has come to the door!"

"Huh?"

Jiang Liying's eyes widened and he let out a short tone, and the long sword in his hand suddenly bounced away.

Qiang

The sword body was unsheathed, the ancient sword surface carved and moved, and a black shadow rushed to the outside and hung over the courtyard, and in an instant, the sword body lit up with a light blue magic light, filling everyone's field of vision.

The sword face was cloudy, revealing the cold moon, and a majestic voice resounded.

"Jianghu bandits, relying on the Prayer Fire Sect, do demonic things, regard them as human demons, and represent the official government of the world"

Outside the courtyard, the sound of the copper bell stopped abruptly, and the last stroke of Lu Liangsheng, who was riding on the back of a donkey, fell, and in the air, a chopping word took shape and bloomed.

The moment the words were faintly squeezed out from between the thin lips, the same words fell in unison with the moon haze hanging high in the courtyard.

"Cutting !!"

Everyone in the courtyard looked at the magic sword hanging in the sky standing in place in a daze, and the cold hair of the protector stood upside down, and when they heard the magic sound chopping words falling, they took out the spell and rushed straight to the roof.

The moment the tiles were broken, the high-hanging magic sword crashed into the courtyard in his field of vision, and the next moment, the sword qi was full of eyes, and the sword qi ripples visible to the naked eye were frantically leaking out, and the seven people closest to the falling sword were torn apart by flesh and blood, spilled to the ground, and the eaves that were touched were split open, and the eaves that fell down fell to the ground together.

Jiang Liying puffed up a majestic internal force to resist, and when he touched the sword qi that was rapidly splitting, there was a soft pop, and in the next second, he was torn in half in the eyes of the maid, dragging the colorful organs and flying out to the left and right.

After a few breaths, only a few maids and servants could still move in the mansion, and they were so frightened that they cried and stood up, and walked out of the hall door tremblingly.

The long sword inserted in the courtyard was gone for some time, and only a wisp of smoke and dust was brought up and swept away into the night.

The night sky was full of stars and moons, and the protector who escaped from the compound jumped on the roof, looked at the city wall in the distance, and jumped high into the sky with a force under his feet.

On the city wall, the patrolling soldiers faintly heard the sound of their robes swinging in the wind, and when they raised their eyes, they saw a figure like an immortal shuttling through the cold moonlight and flying out of the city.

"That's a person, I'm afraid it's a master of the world."

"I'm lucky enough to see it, and I'm going to burn a stick of incense. ”

The next moment, in the night sky overhead, there was a whooshing sound rushing by, and it was in the sight of the city soldiers, chasing after the immortal in his mouth.

"That must be an immortal weapon of the immortals!"

At the moment when someone said a word, the immortal popped through the hole, and the scream of "Ah!" sounded, like a bird that had been shot, and fell straight down in the moonlight.

There was silence on the towers.

"This immortal looks dead, right?"