Although he was going to the West Wing, Zhao Ming actually arranged for four carriages to be parked outside the hall.

You laughed. The west wing room is quite a distance from this, if it is walking, I am afraid that it will be less than half an hour, so a few carriages are prepared as a substitute, if there is something inconsiderate in a hurry, please Haihan. ”

Looking at the gilded and jade-inlaid carriage, the majestic BMW, the four coachmen with their temples bulging high, and obviously a strong body, and then looking at Zhao Ming's sincere apology, Le Shiluo and others once again have a deep understanding of the word wealth.

"Everyone, go first, Zhao will arrange some trivial matters, and I'll be there later. ”

After a stick of incense, in the west wing, in front of a crystal coffin.

"Chilling Ice Crystals...... These are the cold ice crystals of the North Sea. A monk's eyes widened, and he pointed to the coffin with a trembling voice, and exclaimed at the same time.

It's no wonder that Lingjizi and Yuantong monks are so out of shape, the cold ice crystals are only found in the abyss of the North Sea, the ice is cold to the bone, it is the size of a fingernail, and it can also make people fall into the cold winter.

It's just that this thing is scarce after all, and there are dragons entrenched in the abyss of the North Sea, so every time someone finds a piece, it is purchased by a famous family. Feiyun Temple and Bodhi Temple are just third-rate sects in the cultivation world, how can such treasures be qualified to touch their hands.

Such a huge ice crystal was actually used by mortals to hold the corpse, which suddenly made a monk sigh and destroy the heavens.

"Good eyesight, everyone. Although it is a bit overkill, at this time, only this cold ice coffin can make the body of the deceased incorruptible. ”

Next to the ice coffin, a middle-aged scribe with a delicate face walked out, dressed in a blue silk shirt, polite and polite, and bowed his hand to everyone.

"Sun Qi, the chief of the scattered cultivators, has seen the spiritual machine Taoist, the Yuantong mage, and the Le Shaoxia. ”

"Although I am lonely and unheard, I have also heard of the prestige of the Kunlun branch Feiyunguan, and the name of the Shangqing Evil Sword moves the world, and I think the spiritual machine has been passed on. These words were said with a smile.

"The Donkey Kong staff method of Bodhi Temple is the best at suppressing evil demons, and at that time, the demons will be subdued and subdued, and they will rely more on this magic weapon in the hands of Master Yuantong. With these words, the monk Yuantong was full of red faces.

"Lily Villa...... Forehead...... Well, good place, full of merry boys. These words made the lion camel cry and laugh.

[Uncle, why am I so romantic? In this case, I must find Uncle Niu, Uncle Ma should ask what Master did in the first place. 】

[Huh.....? Is there really a demon?]

As a demon clan, Le Lion Camel is naturally very sensitive to the breath of demons. It's just that.....

[Look at this breath is just a monster, where does it come from to avoid the Heavenly General's Demon Suppression Diagram and the Taixu God Light Realm?]

The Le Lion Camel, who was full of doubts, looked around, and finally found the source of the demonic energy in front of Miss Zhao in the coffin.

A wisp of emerald feathers was held in the hands of Miss Zhao.

At the same time, on the corpse, there was a faint smell of greasy, mixed with demonic energy.

【This taste...... I think it was mentioned in that book!]

"Huh, the young man is careful, and he actually discovered the demon feather so quickly. It's a pity that my cultivation is shallow, and the breath on the demon feather is really strong, I think it must be a monster that has been old for a long time, and I ask you to help you kill this demon. ”

Seeing that the most inconspicuous Le Lion Camel was the first to discover the existence of the demon feather, a trace of strange color flashed in Changsun Qi's eyes.

[According to Jiading's description, this kid is just a martial artist who has some outstretched hands, how can he have such a keen sense of spirit? I should be suspicious, although this kid is full of qi and blood, he has no aura all over his body, and he is definitely not a monk who pretends to be a martial artist. 】

"Demon feathers? Are there really monsters? I still wonder why this Miss Zhao family is holding a bird feather in her hand. This..... I'm still a demon, alas!"

The delicate and handsome face was squeezed out of a trace of helplessness, a trace of annoyance, and a trace of timidity by the Le Shi camel, which made the Lingjizi and the Yuantong monk beside him feel disdainful.

"Boy, get out if you're afraid. Sure enough, he was born in the left side of the door, and he was embarrassed. ”

Although he was born in Buddhism, the tone of the Yuantong monk is more like a green forest hero in the mortal world, fierce and domineering, and the straightforward Le Lion camel is full of redness.

"Who's afraid? It's just a little monster, if I meet it, it will definitely be a good fight!"

The expression of lust and inwardness is possessed by the form and spirit of Le Lion Camel, and anyone will think that he is a hairy boy who is not deeply involved in the world and is timid and hard-mouthed.

These words completely made the eldest grandson Qi's suspicion of Le Shiluo come to naught.

[Hmph, it turned out to be just a fledgling bastard.] 】

On the other side, Lingjizi lay on the ice coffin, pulled out the wisp of demon feathers from the corpse and looked at it carefully.

"According to this breath, that guy is not only a monster, I am afraid that he has already stepped into the realm of the demon king with half a foot, and he is not the opponent of this demon with his own self-confidence. ”

"However, with the combined efforts of the four of us, it is more than enough to deal with this demon. ”

"It's just that at this time, more than ten hours have passed since the monster's murder, and with its ways, I'm afraid it's not already thousands of miles away. Where can I find its whereabouts?"

Who knew that when Changsun Qi heard these words, he turned into a bamboo in his chest, and his face was proud.

"The Taoist chief doesn't know, although I am a casual cultivator, now I am only a cultivator of refining qi. But my door is quite unique in the tracking technique, with this demon feather, as long as the monster has not broken through the Nine Turns Demon King Realm, the ends of the earth, I can find its whereabouts. ”

At this moment, Zhao Ming pushed the door and entered, followed by three old men in yellow.

"You've been waiting for a long time. ”

Looking at the withered body in the ice coffin, Zhao Ming's eyes were full of grief, and he stretched out his hand to gently stroke his daughter's forehead.

"I've also heard Mr. Changsun say that the monster is not shallow. For the sake of safety, I specially invite three worshippers in my house to subdue demons with you. ”

It's just these words that made Lingjizi very dissatisfied.

Zhao Yuanwai laughed, monsters all have magical powers, which ordinary martial artists can deal with, if they hurt the three old people, it is not beautiful. ”

When Lingjizi talked about the old man, he deliberately accentuated his tone, and his eyes were full of contempt.

Among the three old men, one of them was nine feet tall, with white hair over his shoulders and a face like the bottom of a pot.

"Bull's nose is so big!"

I didn't see how he moved, so he flashed behind Lingjizi like a ghost, and punched him with his five fingers.

The Yuantong monk standing on the side of Lingjizi saw that the situation was not good, he raised the Zen staff, blocked it with his horizontal hand, and the fists intersected, and there was a sound of gold and iron, and the two of them were shocked by the huge force at the same time, and each withdrew three steps.

The old man rubbed his red fists, and when he looked at Monk Yuantong again, there was a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"What a reckless monk, a good Donkey Kong staff. You are qualified to accompany the three of you. “

Before the monk Yuantong could speak, the spirit of the genius who had just escaped from death turned pale, and pointed his hand, and a touch of blue light stabbed straight at the black-faced old man.

"Shameless puppet, the secret arrow hurts people, and looks at the means of the Taoist master. ”

It's just that the blue light is still five feet away from the black-faced old man, but it is firmly held by a hand, revealing the body, which is the sword carried by Lingjizi.

The one who shot was a short and fat old man with a white face and a cold face.

Although the sword was imprisoned, it struggled like a living creature, but it cut blood marks on the palm of the white-faced old man.

"Shangqing's evil sword is okay. ”

After speaking, the white-faced old man threw the sword in his hand to Lingjizi and glanced at him lightly.

"I'm waiting for a few old people to die, but I can still get into the eyes of the Taoist?"

Lingjizi took back the sword, and he was very jealous of the white-faced old man in his heart, but he just folded his face, and it was inconvenient to attack, which made him full of depression.

[The black-faced old man made it a mixed yuan god fist, and the white-faced old man used it as a dragon catcher, but unfortunately they all got their shape and couldn't get their gods, no wonder they were only congenital. 】

Le Lion Camel, who has nothing to do with himself, secretly commented in his heart with interest, but he still had a shocked look on his face.

"Young man, the monk and Taoist priest have just proven themselves, but what skills do you have, show it for the old man to see. ”

The last of the three old men, with a face like yellow paper, gloomy eyes, and a short stature, looked like he was seriously ill, but in the eyes of the Le Shi camel, this person was majestic, and he was even higher than the other two old men.

The yellow-faced old man gently patted Le Shihu's shoulder seemingly casually, with a gentle expression.

[Hey, Ecstasy...... The old guy is so vicious, uncle, I haven't offended you, as for coming up, will you be heavy-handed? If this palm is slapped, I am afraid that half of the ordinary martial artist will be broken. 】

In reality, Le Shiluo didn't seem to see the power of this palm, and really thought it was just a casual hello, so he was stunned and took this slap on his shoulder.

only heard a snap, and the clothes on the shoulders of the Leshi camel turned into powder, and the whole life was three feet shorter.

It turned out that the old man's palm was amazing, and he actually slapped the lion camel into the ground.

It's just that the lion camel itself seems to have been just taken aback, but in fact it was unharmed.

"It's ...... Vajra Rune Armor!"

Under the torn clothes, golden talismans were revealed, which were tightly attached to the skin of the lion camel, like a close-fitting garment.

The talisman is passed down from the Wu clan, dark and deep, and the talent of the painter is extremely demanding.

Rune armor is even more rare, with twelve talismans of the same attribute, according to a certain law attached to the user's body, its effect is more than a hundred times that of a single talisman.

This vajra talisman is the lowest level of talismans, but it can make the user's skin thicker and thicker, so that it will not be too painful when beaten.

And the Vajra rune armor of the Le Lion Camel has reached a level similar to that of the Buddha Sect Vajra.

The yellow-faced old man is a martial arts master under the conceited palm, and he will never be unharmed, but when he hits the body of the lion camel, it is like a mud cow entering the sea, without any sound.

"No wonder, it turns out that there is a strange treasure to protect the body, Le Shaoxia really has a deep background, and the old man has been offended, and he hopes that Shaoxia Haihan. ”

can have a talisman armor body, the teacher behind it is naturally not simple, and the yellow-faced old man did not dare to be embarrassed, and arched his hand towards the lion camel to apologize.

It's just that Le Shiluo didn't hear it, blindly looked at his talisman armor in a daze, and shed two lines of tears inexplicably.

[Finally, I didn't suffer so much in vain, uncle, the first rune armor I made with my own hands is really powerful. It's a pity that the old man is too weak to test the limit of this talisman armor. 】

The battle with Situ Qing at the beginning made Le Shiluo fully realize the sinister nature of the world, even if he was a demon king, in front of the martial arts master, he was by no means unhindered.

Therefore, after learning from the pain, for the safety of his own life, Le Lion Camel did not sleep for three days, and rushed to make this talisman armor, and now he has won the first battle, and it is not in vain that he spent three days.

It's just that I recalled that when I was born and made up for it, after the transformation was complete, I went from drawing fifteen talismans a day to drawing fifty talismans a day.

In the eyes of the rest of the room, it was a different thought.

[This guy...... Aren't you scared to cry?]