After killing Mo Xin, the only thing at the juncture now is that zombie, and I don't know how these Taoist priests refine zombies, especially tenacious, although there is a bed crossbow to nail it to the ground, it is only trapped for a moment, after all, although the bed crossbow is strong, it can deal with the dead after all, even if the zombie head is cut off, it is not a big problem for it.

This is a cultivator, and it can only be solved by a practitioner.

When Xu Baichuan walked towards the zombies with his sword, the bullied gray-faced head catcher was finally a lot more relaxed, he had heard of Xu Baichuan's fame, and he had killed a lot of monks along the way, compared to a lot of magic weapons, for example, the brush was very unusual, and it should be easy to deal with this kind of thing.

Xu Baichuan slashed the zombie back with a sword, stood in front of the head catcher, looked at the zombie who kept roaring, and some thoughts emerged in his heart, he had heard the old Taoist priest say when he held the sword in Yizhuang, the zombie was born with resentment, did not enter the five elements, did not enter the reincarnation, and completely belonged to the Yin world, and the most feared thing in the Yin World is the sun, dare to be exposed to it, no matter how strong it is, it will suffer some damage, and this zombie is also afraid of the sun, and now the reason why he can stand in the sun unharmed, presumably because of the coffin that released it.

If you look closely, you can see some black mist pouring into the zombies from the coffin, and then dissolving in the sunlight.

It's just that this coffin is obviously a magic weapon, and the consequences of rashly touching it are unimaginable.

If that's the case, don't touch it.

Although the sword cultivators in the world are only a sword in their hands, they disdain magic weapons, this is a tradition for thousands of years, and it has been passed down to the present, and he doesn't know the rest of the sword cultivators, but he feels that the use of magic weapons is not so bad.

At least you can help him in times of crisis, and that's evidenced by the brush.

And this time he didn't plan to take out a brush, but to take out another thing from his body.

A demon charm.

It was obtained from a few Taoist monks, and it was said to have a miraculous effect on evil magic, so he exchanged it for a magic weapon.

Now it's time to see how effective it is.

The rune paper flew out on its own and stuck to the coffin.

Radiating a gentle white light and black qi, a moment later, the coffin suddenly trembled, bringing out a black wind to absorb the zombies, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a tiny ornament.

Falling to the ground, it seems to be unremarkable.

The head catcher looked at the coffin ornament on the ground, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes showed a look of longing, and his footsteps moved slightly to get it, but after thinking about it, this was under the eyes of the public, and if it was spread, I was afraid that someone would come down to kill him in a few days, so he stopped his steps and turned his head not to look at the coffin.

Xu Baichuan looked at this scene, a little funny, he didn't care much about the behavior of catching heads, as long as he didn't take it, it didn't hurt to take it, but looking at it now, it seemed that no one dared to take the coffin except him, and he couldn't let it be placed on the ground.

Walking over and picking it up gently, a feeling of coldness arose, he frowned, and used his sword qi to wrap the coffin, which was much better.

Putting the coffin into a brocade jade bag that had been filled with a lot of magic weapons, Xu Baichuan nodded, smiling a little.

This brocade jade bag is also a magic weapon, it doesn't look big, but in fact, there is something else inside, which can be loaded with dozens of times the things, after getting it, this sword cultivator who often carries a large package on his back is really a lot easier.

The head catcher walked to Mo Xin's side, looking at the peach wood sword shattered into the ground, his eyes were full of regret, but he didn't say much, after all, he didn't kill people, and he couldn't dispose of these things, as if he wanted to search for some exercises or magic weapons from Mo Xin now, he didn't want to do it, but he had to ask Xu Baichuan what he thought, if he didn't agree, then he could only do it.

The mountains and fields have their own set of rules.

Xu Baichuan looked at the head catcher with a tangled face, and said calmly: "He is dead, he will not resist again, if you want to take something, then just do it, don't care about my thoughts, I have already taken what I want most, and it doesn't hurt to give you the rest." ”

The head catcher nodded hurriedly and said some good words, and then went to rummage through Mo Xin's body.

In the previous battle, Mo Xin had already used a lot of magic rune paper, and even the coffin at the bottom of the pressure box was thrown out, and now there are not many things left on his body, a book of Daomen spells, a few rune papers, some miscellaneous pills, and nothing else.

Holding these things, the head catcher trotted in front of Xu Baichuan and bowed to salute, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by Xu Baichuan.

Xu Baichuan smiled and said calmly: "You just take it, you don't need to ask me again, it's useless for me to learn Daomen spells, it will only add some drag, besides, having a sword is enough, there is no need to force too much." ”

The head catcher was overjoyed when he saw this, he just wanted to save face, if Xu Baichuan really wanted him, he would be reluctant, and some ideas would inevitably arise in his heart, and now this is exactly what he wants.

Pack up these things, and beckon the chief officer who is watching from the sidelines.

The corners of Xu Baichuan's mouth hooked slightly, quietly waiting for the following.

His previous arrest and killing for no reason was not a pleasant experience, and if there was no explanation for some reason, it would inevitably be unpleasant.

After a while, the chief officer looked at the imposing sword cultivator, and some couldn't speak, but under the urging of the head catcher, he still told the whole story.

In the final analysis, it is still the orthodox four words.

After hearing these reasons, Xu Baichuan did not have the anger they imagined, and his face was still kind.

It's just a few small mistakes, and besides, he has also handed a lot of swords to the head catcher, so it's a little inappropriate to pursue it again.

The chief officer and the head catcher looked at Xu Baichuan with a worried expression, they didn't know what this sword cultivator was thinking, maybe he was still smiling at one moment, and he would draw his sword and kill people the next moment.

Who can guess this kind of thing?

Xu Baichuan held down the autumn wind and laughed softly: "It's not a big deal, don't do it again in the future." ”

This is the end of this matter.

The head catcher and the chief officer were also a lot more comfortable, and invited Xu Baichuan to the banquet with a smile, saying that it was to make amends.

Xu Baichuan just shook his head and refused the kindness of the two, it was a meeting in Pingshui, so there was no need to be too polluted, maybe it was some trouble.

And what he fears most is trouble.

What he has to do is very simple, walking up the mountain, and looking at some scenery at the intersection, it would be great, anything other than that, it is trouble, but even so, there are many cultivators on the road who have thoughts about him, and they all want to take the sword in his hand.

Maybe now it's time to add a splendid bag.

Even though he killed a lot, he still couldn't stop these thoughts.

It is impossible for Mo Xin to kill him for no reason, and now that he will kill Mo Xin, he can only be quiet for a while, and there will definitely be something that will happen later.

It's a nuisance that can't be avoided.

It turns out that there is such trouble in the world that cannot be shaken off.

Since you can't get rid of it, then take out your sword and cut it away.

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Qingliang Mountain in Dali is a very good feng shui treasure land, legend has it that you can become an immortal by going into practice, and the villagers who live at the foot of the mountain do not know whether the matter is true or false, but it is true that some Taoist priests who fly the eaves and walk on the wall and step on the snow without a trace are true, so this matter spread, attracting a lot of rich sons who come to seek immortals.

Even the prince of Dali wanted to come here to practice, but because of the identity of the prince, he had to extinguish this thought, and after waiting at the foot of the mountain for half a month, he was still brought back by his cronies.

After all, according to the law of cultivation, all the children of the royal family are not allowed to practice the exercises.

This rule is strange, as if it has existed since the beginning of the mountains and rivers, and no one knows why it exists, only that it is a rule set by a saint.

In the face of a saint who stands at the top of the cultivation world, it is difficult to refute anything, and the rules that the royal family cannot practice have been set in this way.

Just if there are rules, there will be people who don't look at the rules.

The mind of rebellion always exists in people's hearts, and the rules cannot be locked.

The viewer sat on the mountain peak and looked at the clouds, a linen robe fluttered in the wind, very fairy wind and bones, the fact is also the case, as long as he appears at the bottom of the mountain, people who see him will be honored as an old immortal, and some of the minds will kneel and bow.

Even the children of the royal family are no exception, just like the prince who knelt at the foot of the mountain for half a moon.

The figure of the prince was reflected in the eyes of the viewer, and he couldn't help but be slightly moved when he saw that there were two small pits where he was kneeling.

Back then, he also begged the master to bring him into the path of cultivation, and for this reason, he also cut off all that vein, and he also changed his name incognito, and even the ancestors and ancestors were replaced by others, so that he could cultivate the Tao on the mountain safely, in fact, according to the bloodline, the prince kneeling on the ground may be his descendants, or maybe not.

The royal bloodline is too complicated for anyone to say.

In the past half a month, he wanted to accept the prince as an apprentice more than once, leading him into the path of cultivation, it can be thought that now the sect is being concerned by the Taoist sect master, there can be no mistakes, and accepting a house as an apprentice is a taboo among the taboos, so I have to say sorry to the prince from the bottom of my heart.

Compared to the orthodoxy of the Daomen, the rest are not worth a glance at.

Just as he was thinking about these things, a little Taoist boy ran towards him with a wooden plank broken in two, and he couldn't stop shouting.

"Senior Brother Mo Xin's immortal card is broken, master, take a look!"

The viewer's face was shocked, and he stretched out his hand to take Xiaodao Tong to his side, holding the wooden board that was broken in two, and his face was extremely ugly.

He sent Mo Xin out to kill the sword cultivator, and before leaving, he also gave a magic weapon, which was quite a bit of a meaning to help him become famous, originally thinking that this matter would have to be nine out of ten, and after Mo Xin took the sword and turned the head, the Taoist temple would be able to return to orthodoxy, and then his position as the master of the temple could also be passed on.

But now it seems that Mo Xin was killed by mistake, and even the immortal card that holds a trace of soul is broken.

This is bad news.

That sword cultivator is still alive.

The viewer's face was extremely ugly, how could this matter go wrong, it shouldn't be.

But now that it has happened, it is useless to think more, only by killing that sword cultivator can he calm the hatred in his heart.

Mo Xin is in his eyes, but he is the most outstanding disciple.

Daoist orthodoxy is also extremely important.

The master stood up, looked at the frightened little Taoist boy, and said indifferently: "Tell me to go down, from today onwards, the second disciple will not be in charge of all affairs, and before I return to the mountain, I shall not leave without permission." ”

Xiao Daotong hurriedly replied yes.

The watchman nodded, stroked his sleeve and sent the little boy back, and he himself quickly disappeared to the top of the mountain.