In the troubled times, Qiu Ba is in charge. In the world of monks, real people are honored.

If there is a great chaos today, the rebel army rises in all directions, fighting across the river with the Yuan Dynasty. Zhoushan is located in the south of the Yangtze River, and the East China Sea is remote, although the impact is not great, but the war is raging, and from time to time there are scorching sparks falling. Especially a few days ago, there were warships rushing from the sea, and the people of Zhoushan suddenly found that after the sinking of Dongji Island, the vast sea no longer seemed to be a warm embrace, but an unknown world with strong storms.

General Liao, who defends the city well, and is extremely strict with his subordinates, almost does not commit any offence against ordinary people. So compared to the distant Pingjiang Mansion, the General's Mansion in front of you is the heaven of Zhoushan and the Dinghai Divine Needle that guards Dinghai City.

Therefore, countless ordinary people heard that General Liao had left the customs and wanted to have fun with the people, and they all went there happily. Of course, they were all very well-behaved and observant, and they gathered outside the General's Mansion from afar, circle by circle, and expressed their respect, love and joy in various ways.

In the general's mansion, those civil officials, school assistants and other people with official status, as well as the patriarchs of wealthy families, big businessmen, and famous elderly squires, all gathered together and sat in various places in the hall in turn.

And in the deepest part of the General's Mansion, in a secret room, a tall middle-aged man, with a naked upper body, long hair scattered at will, his front color like water, and a strange light flashing in his eyes, forcing him to look at a young man who was crawling on the ground five meters away.

"I actually lost the jade bottle, what do you want?" The middle-aged man closed his mouth, but his voice sounded in all directions of the secret room.

Then, the young man who was prostrate on the ground wailed, and under his gaze, it gradually turned into a pool of blood.

"General, the guests outside are almost all here. There was a person standing next to him, always with his head slightly bowed, his eyes not squinting, and his voice was thin, as if he hadn't seen the scene at all, and he didn't even say the words "the general is angry".

"If it weren't for the scholar who has been here for many years, he would definitely be able to refine his soul and never be reborn!" The middle-aged man suddenly opened his mouth and said lightly.

Then, he slowly stood up from a piece of jade and walked out.

"Come, hurry up and wait for the general to change his clothes. The shrill voice sounded again, and in the secret room that slowly closed behind him, the pool of blood on the ground had disappeared without a trace.

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Liao Xilong slowly walked into the hall, and everyone in the hall stood up in unison, silently staring at the general in front of him who had not appeared for more than a month, his eyes were full of respect. Many people, looking at Liao Xilong, who was not wearing a military uniform and wearing a wide green robe, were even more embarrassed in their hearts, and wrote a little shock on their faces. In the past, Liao Xilong, who was dressed in Xuanjia and did not smile, seems to have changed now, like a hermit outside the world, with light clouds and light winds.

Liao Xilong sat down slowly, looked around at the people in the hall, and said with a slight smile, "General Ben, because he was injured in the big battle, he was in retreat for a while, how do you know that you love it so much." As soon as I got out of the customs today, I heard from Mr. Zhou that you not only visited the door several times, but also worked hard to organize this grand event tonight. Liao, thank you here. After saying that, he bowed his hand and bowed around.

Everyone in the hall immediately spoke. There is nothing to say, nothing more than some congratulations, some sycophants, and some flattery.

Liao Xilong listened quietly, then raised his hands and motioned for everyone to sit down.

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Outside the General's Palace, six newly built battlements towered into the sky. On each battlement, a huge pillar of light is projected downward, with different colors, illuminating the place where the people of Zhoushan gather as if they were in a dream. These ordinary people, while eating the flowing water mats funded by the big families in the city, enjoyed the storytelling, opera, juggling and even the singing and dancing performed by the girls of the Qinglou for free. I don't know which big boss paid for the door and got the gorgeous fireworks set off in the battlement.

Realistically speaking, the outside is more lively than the inside.

In the hall of the General's Mansion, a few polite words were carefully considered, and a few people were happy and a few people were sad. Zhoushan, Dinghai City, the growth and decline of power, the division of interests, in the faint noise and fireworks, quietly changed.

The allegiance and support of all forces in Zhoushan, the heads of the wealthy families, and the monks sent by all parties will be stationed in each battlement.

After confirming this, Liao Xilong suddenly felt a little disgusted with the excessive hypocrisy and calculation under the silence of the hall now, and slowly got up, walked out of the hall, looked at the six newly built battlements, and suddenly flew to the sky of the General's Mansion.

Suddenly, bursts of cheers rang out from the place where the people gathered outside the General's Palace, and many people, who didn't care about wiping the oil stains from their mouths, rolled down from their seats, bowed three times and bowed nine times, and chanted words in their mouths.

Liao Xilong slowly descended from the sky and landed in the place where these ordinary people gathered.

I don't know who will take the lead, and the prepared hymns, the treasures, will be presented from all directions.

The red light on Liao Xilong's body flashed, and the clouds and mist were scattered within a radius of ten meters with the evening breeze, and the whole person seemed to be in the sunset.

Wuxu watched from afar, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then secretly transmitted the message to He Qifeng and the others.

Whether it was a hymn or a rare treasure, people read it aloud, respectfully stopped ten meters away from Liao Xilong, put it down gently, and then bowed and retreated.

Wuxu straightened his waist, held his head high, and held a box made of red paper in his hand, and slowly moved forward next to each other.

At this time, there were three scholar-like people, with the help of alcohol, cutting in line to surpass Wuxu, and were about to go to the front. Wuxu couldn't help but stop, frowning slightly, looking at the three of them. Then, he chanted loudly, "The auspicious clouds shine on the corpses day by day, and the waves of the jade bottle are coming." The demon wind is rising in Dinghai City, who will go to Penglai with the general?"

The sunset floated towards Wuxu. Wuxu, a red paper box was patted, and a jade bottle flew out, and the mouth of the bottle was facing the sunset.

The sunset vanished, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness. Liao Xilong's figure seems to have disappeared completely.

Almost at the same time, in the darkness, a white light suddenly flashed on the three scholars who had cut in line before. Three white beads, from the top of their heads, chests, and hands, flew out and floated in the darkness, emitting a cold glow, like fireflies in a mass grave.

Suddenly, a red light rose from the darkness, like an invincible sword, slashing towards Wuxu. The three white beads wanted to meet them, but they were blown far away by a gust of wind.

Wuxu raised the white bone sword in his hand gently.

After a soft sound, Liao Xilong, with a dark red behind him, asked sharply, "Who are you?"

"The one who took your life!" Wuxu replied as he flicked his wrist, and the white bone sword danced out of white lotus flowers.

And the three white beads, which also turned into three white short swords, flew back and stabbed towards Liao Xilong in mid-air.

Liao Xilong quickly flew back to the sky above the General's Mansion, and the Long River Sunset Sword in his hand shot out six swords of different colors. In an instant, the six newly built battlements around the General's Mansion, the pillars of light that had originally projected everywhere, all rotated in unison, destroying all the white lotuses in the air, and then shooting towards Wuxu.

These six powerful pillars of light were concentrated and projected into one place, turning into a thick scarlet cloud, covering the sky and pressing down towards Wuxu. In the clouds, there was a dense dense sword, with a hint of death.

The surrounding spiritual energy was drained, and the three white short swords, which lost the support of spiritual power, stopped there all of a sudden, and it was difficult to advance an inch.

Xiangyun hand, blood sword hand, and Dinghai hand!

Liao Xilong used the sword as a finger and combined the three spirit hands, while fixing the attack of He Qifeng and the three, he came towards Wuxu to kill.

Wuxu ran the six-way wheel Vajra Fu Magic Gate, manifesting three heads and six arms. The two hands knot the Great Sun Rulai Law Definition Seal, releasing the golden light of the Dao, sweeping away its dead breath, and the two hands knot the flame seal of the Ming King, burning its scarlet clouds. There are two hands left, one holding a white bone sword and the other holding a lotus seal.

I saw that in the air, the white bone sword light flashed, surrounding Liao Xilong, forming a lotus seat. The sword light is becoming more and more restrained, and the lotus seat is getting smaller and smaller, and Liao Xilong is trapped and killed in it.

At this time, the monks in the hall of the General's Mansion flew out one after another.

Liao Xilong was in Wuxu's lotus sword seat, without sorrow or joy, stretched out his hand to point at Wuxu, and said coldly, "The remnants of the Xuanying Sect are colluding with the East China Sea Demon Cultivator. There is no mercy for killing. ”

There were many monks, holding various magic weapons, and killed the three of He Qifeng.

Wuxu sacrificed out of the Law Realm, and the three white beads that were fixed by Liao Xilong immediately flew back to the hands of He Qifeng and the three of them, turning into white bone swords.

As soon as the Enlightenment Void Law Realm turned again, these monks and He Qifeng who had been killed were absorbed into the Law Realm. Wuxu transmitted the sound to He Qifeng and the three of them, "Previously, the voice of this seat should not act rashly, and this seat will take action personally." If you don't listen, now, it is up to you whether you are dead or alive and whether you are dead or alive with these people. Subsequently, Wuxu concentrated his divine sense, firmly locked on Liao Xilong, and waited to see what his hands were.

That Liao Xilong, seeing that the monk who was rushing to Wuxu, the three of He Qifeng, and Wuxu himself disappeared, he shouted, "It turned out to be a Dharma Realm monk! With that, his body soared, almost draining the aura of a kilometer radius, and the white lotus sword light wrapped around his feet gradually faded.

Sure enough, he was already a real human monk! When he saw him descend from the sky and appeared outside the general's mansion, the surrounding aura moved with his thoughts, turning into pieces of red clouds, and he knew that he should already be at the level of a real person, and his divine sense could directly control the aura of heaven and earth.

When the soldiers on the ground heard the order, they bent their bows one after another, and shot one after another at the location where Wuxu was before. The so-called sky-breaking talisman arrow is an arrow that can break through the monk's hidden breath, and by stirring the aura in the air, the monk shows his traces, but unfortunately Wuxu has entered the Dharma realm. Liao Xilong expected many soldiers to fire thousands of arrows and force himself out of the law realm, but it was delusional.

And after Liao Xilong gave the order, in the middle of a battlement on the left and right sides of the general's mansion, fireworks suddenly flew out, and after a festive picture appeared in the air, it sprinkled with ashes.

Suddenly there was a roar from the ground, "Ghost Shadow Incense!"

Ghost shadow incense is a kind of poisonous incense in the Xuanying Gate, which is called Xuanying incense in the Xuanying Gate, and outsiders call it ghost shadow incense. This incense, once it is contaminated with a little water vapor in the air, will turn into a haze that will last for a long time, and will automatically rush towards the monks who mobilize the aura, turning into a terrifying ghost, burrowing into the body, blocking the aura. And ordinary people, once inhaled, are confused, as if they are in a ghost realm.

The ground sergeants and some low-level monks were recruited one after another.

In the air, before the fireworks withered, while blooming wantonly in the air, six white beads that were exactly the same as before were sprayed into the air, drawing six gray tracks, like a poisonous snake suddenly rising in the mire, shooting towards Liao Xilong.

At the same time, Wu Xuan reappeared in the air, maintaining the three-headed and six-armed law appearance, the left and right hands were still sealed, and in the middle was holding the white bone sword in one hand and the Nebula Bamboo in the other, running towards Liao Xilong.

Liao Xilong flew backwards again.

Wu Xuan urged the six white beads with the blessing of the Dharma Realm's Silence Breath while chasing after him.

In the sky, a three-headed and six-armed wrathful vajra dharma figure, three white bone swords on the left and right sides, forced the three lamas to be extremely brave a few days ago, and the four demon cultivators of General Liao retreated again and again, hiding behind a dark cloud at a very high place.

On the ground, in mid-air, the monks who were still awake and able to see all stared blankly. At this time, no one came to help anymore, because everyone understood that the person who could force Liao Xilong to be like this was most likely a real monk. If you rush up again, not only is it meaningless, but nine times out of ten, you will die inexplicably.

High in the air, Liao Xilong flew into the dark clouds, suddenly stopped, and turned around.

Seeing this, Wuxu also stopped, and the white bone swords on both sides of his side flew to the soles of his feet and turned into lotus platforms.

"You think that you are a true monk and have the Dharma Realm, so I am afraid that you will not succeed? Actually, you are wrong. Liao Xilong looked at the Changhe Sunset Sword in his hand, and said lightly, "Tonight, I will let you see the real Changhe Sunset Sword!"

A cold demonic aura, like a glacier of ancient tombs that has not seen the light of day all year round, swept towards Wuxu.

Wuxu stood on the lotus platform, waved the white bone sword, and collided with the Changhe Sunset Sword in Liao Xilong's hand. A strange chill followed the white bone sword, entered Wuxu's body, and rushed into Wuxu's sea of knowledge.

Wuxu's expression was extremely cold, and his voice suddenly cooled, "It turns out that you are not a demon cultivator?!"

Liao Xilong shook his head indifferently, "Do you think that I use the souls of those descendants born of humans and demons to cultivate, and what I cultivate is the demon law? It seems that you really have limited knowledge." As he spoke, another sword.

This sword, like the sunset of the long river, is the sunset of the glacier to be exact. As soon as the sun rose in the east, it fell into the incomparably cold dark river underground, and in an instant, it seemed that everything in the world had lost all light and heat, gloomy and cold.

This is different from the meaning of the silence of the Dharma Realm, this sword is purer, more pure to symbolize the pause and end of life.

Wuxu was in the Dharma Realm, suddenly sighed, and then remained motionless, as if even his divine consciousness was stopped by this sword.

Liao Xilong, feeling the fluctuation of Wuxu's divine consciousness, gradually weakened, disappeared directly, put away his long sword, and said regretfully, "It's a pity that my cultivation is not enough, and I am performing this secluded spring sunset in the human world." Otherwise, the divine consciousness of a human monk would not have been wasted in vain. ”

"Are you an underworld cultivator or a cultivator of the underworld exercises?" A sword light flew over with this question.

Liao Xilong, who was about to fly down, didn't have time to turn around, and hurriedly backhanded a sword behind him.

It's a pity that this sword light is not the previous white, but green.

This green light, in the cold aura released by Liao Xilong's Long River Sunset Sword, kept moving forward and entered his body. Liao Xilong's body immediately cracked, like a fragile ice sculpture.

"Xingyun Bamboo?" Liao Xilong's divine consciousness flying into the air was terrified, screaming and flying away.

That's right

The red glow is flying in real life, and the jade bottle is far away from the sunset.

improvised a poem, and a green bamboo piercing sword.