After dinner, Qingyu and Qingxue were busy cleaning up the dishes.

Li Ping'an sat on the main seat and said, "Clear snow, clear rain." ”

Qingxue and Qingyu made a move, and they all looked up at Li Ping'an, with doubts in their eyes.

Li Ping'an said: "After cleaning up, you can rest! ”

Qingyu asked curiously, "Master, what are you going to do?"

Before Li Ping'an could answer, Qingyu suddenly shouted excitedly: "I know, is Master going to fight the bad guys?

Li Ping'an shook his head and said, "No!"

"Ah~ Why?" Qingyu said disappointedly.

Li Ping'an said: "Because after the teacher goes out, Sanqingguan will rely on you to protect him." ”

Qingxue said sensibly: "Yes, Master!"

Qingyu also immediately exclaimed excitedly: "Master, don't worry! With my protection, Sanqingguan will definitely be fine." ”

Li Ping'an nodded and said, "I believe in you for the teacher!" got up and walked outside.

In the sight of the clear snow and clear rain, Li Ping'an walked out of the hall and stepped into the wind and snow, and the snowflakes in the sky would automatically float to the side when they fell on top of Li Ping'an's head, making it difficult to get close.

Li Ping'an walked to the Sanqing Palace, took three long incense sticks and bowed three times to the statue of the ancestor of the Sanqing Dao, and said respectfully: "The ancestor of the Sanqing Dao is above, the people of this world have made many killings, the sacrifices in the mountains outside have been slaughtered, I don't know how many villages are in danger, the poor Dao is really unbearable, and I plan to go down the mountain to purify all sentient beings, and ask the Daozu to bless him a lot, so that the disciples will not encounter the big monsters and monsters, and the blessings of the immeasurable Tianzun!"

Li Ping'an inserted three sticks of incense into the incense tripod, picked up the wine bottle at the feet of the Sanqing Dao Ancestor, turned around and walked out.

This time, Li Ping'an did not call the green ox, and now for those villages that do not have sacrificed spirits, they may encounter fierce beasts and beasts at any time, and it is better for the sword to fly faster at the moment of life and death.

Li Ping'an walked out of Sanqingguan, the long sword on his waist jumped out, and in the air, it rotated into the size of the door panel and fell at Li Ping'an's feet, Li Ping'an stepped on the flying sword the size of the door panel, sat cross-legged, and the flying sword broke through the air with a loud roar.

In the air, Li Ping'an sat cross-legged on the flying sword, a spiritual power rain cover isolated the strong air pressure coming from his face, and muttered in a breath: "It's better to be like this, I feel that sitting is much safer than standing, and the center of gravity is easier to grasp." ”

Looking down at the bottom and said, "It's here!" With a thought, the flying sword slowly descended, levitating above the Black Wind Village.

On the square of Heifeng Village, even the bonfire is burning constantly on a snowy night, two big men are silent and continue to add dry firewood to the bonfire, and there is a faint suppressed cry in the village house, or a violent roar.

Li Ping'an stood up from the flying sword the size of the door panel, and said with a sweep of the dust: "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" The voice spread out mightily, alarming the entire village.

The two big men who were adding firewood hurriedly looked up and saw Li Ping'an suspended in the air, and one of the big men subconsciously exclaimed, "Who is it?"

Another big man shouted in surprise: "Dao Chief~"

The big man who shouted out earlier suddenly remembered Li Ping'an's identity in his heart, and immediately shouted in surprise: "The Taoist chief is here~ Everyone come out quickly! It's the Taoist who is here." ”

From the horn that Li Ping'an read just now, everyone in the room got up one after another, ran out in disheveled clothes, and quickly converged towards the square.

The old village chief trembled and walked to the front, knelt on the ground with a bang, and cried out in tears: "Dao Chief, please be the master for us!"

The rest of the villagers also knelt down in the snow and cried, "Dao Chief, please avenge our sacrifice spirits!"

"Dao Chief, please save us!"

"Wow wow~"

"The Taoist ......"

"The Taoist ......"

All kinds of prayers were mixed with the cries of children.

Li Ping'an raised his hand and said, "Get up!"

The villagers only felt a strong force rising from below, and everyone couldn't help but stand up.

The old village chief wiped his tears, looked up at Li Ping'an, and cried: "Dao Chief, our sacrifice to the spirit is so miserable!

The emaciated middle-aged man standing next to the village chief covered his mouth and coughed twice, and said hatefully: "It must be the remnants of Wolf King Village, they must have found a helper to come to take revenge." ”

Li Ping'an glanced at him and said heavily: "I have already asked my disciples to investigate this matter, no matter who dares to kill innocent people indiscriminately, Poor Dao will not let them go." ”

The village elder said with tears in his eyes: "Thank you, Dao Chief!"

The villagers also shouted, "Thank you!"

"Thank you, Chief!"

"Daoist Chief, be merciful, please save us!"

"Dao Chief, how can we survive this winter without sacrificial spirits!"

......

One by one, the villagers prayed and looked at Li Ping'an, with horror and longing for life in their eyes.

Li Ping'an held the wine bottle and said, "Poor Dao is here for this matter. ”

All the villagers were shaken, and a wave of hope suddenly rose in their desperate hearts, like lighting a bright lamp in the darkness.

The village chief looked at Li Ping'an expectantly, stammered and said, "Dao Chief, will you stay?"

Li Ping'an shook his head and said, "You are not the only village that was slaughtered this time. ”

Turning his head to look into the depths of the mountain range, he said: "I don't know how many village sacrifices like you have been slaughtered in this mountain range, and they are in danger at all times, and they have to go to see them one by one. ”

A hint of disappointment flashed in the village chief's eyes, and then he looked at Li Ping'an.

Li Ping'an turned his head, separated a trace of divine thought into the bottle, selected a ghost holding a broken sword, flicked the bottle with his finger and said, "When will you wait if you don't go out at this time?"

A black gas flew out of the mouth of the bottle, and landed in front of Li Ping'an and turned into a soul holding a broken sword, with a trace of ghost qi rising around his body.

The faces of all the villagers below changed, and their eyes looked at the ghost holding the broken sword in their eyes in fear.

The ghost glanced around, noticed that Li Ping'an immediately knelt in the air, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Meet the celestial~"

Li Ping'an nodded and asked, "What's your name?"

The ghost said respectfully: "The little ghost was called An Han when he was alive!"

Li Ping'an looked at the villagers of Heifengzhai on the ground and said, "From today on, he is your new sacrificial spirit, and you need to build an ancestral hall to worship." ”

The old village chief glanced at the ghost An Han in fear, although he was afraid, he also felt a sense of security in his heart, and said gratefully: "Yes! Thank you, Dao Chief~"

Li Ping'an looked at An Han and said: "It is also your merit to protect the villagers here, and the poor road promises that he will have a good creation one day, and he will not forget your protection work." ”

An Han knelt in the air and said gratefully: "Thank you heavens! The little ghost will definitely do his duty and will never live up to the Jade Emperor's teachings." ”