Chapter 123: A Sword

What does this mean? Just three words made Liu Yuan frown and look at it for a long time.

The pendant had an unprecedented hint, after all, he still didn't know much about this thing, everything was slowly groping for himself on his own.

Seven days, what will happen after seven days? Liu Yuan frowned, there is no doubt that it should be a change derived from Taiqing Mountain.

Is it a blessing or a curse, it is a disaster that can't be avoided, Liu Yuan put away the pendant with a heavy heart.

This is good news, at least I am prepared, and I know that the trial task can also be prompted.

After putting away the pendant, Liu Yuan stood in the room and punched, and after closing the momentum, he stood still, looked at his hands, frowned and let out a long sigh.

He already felt that the basic martial arts of the Seven Styles Fist were not very sufficient, and he could not exert the full power of his own pure yang hegemony.

It's a pity that now he is really suffering from no satisfaction value, and he can't choose a powerful martial art, if he can, he wants to find a cabin on credit.

However, as soon as this idea came up, Liu Yuan hurriedly stopped.

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Watching the soldiers of the Changyu Army walk away, the two yellow-level envoys of the Yuan Imperial Pavilion stared at the Taoist priest with gritted teeth.

They never thought that there would be a day when they would be pressed on their heads by Ziwei Mountain, but now that these have become a reality, the gap in their hearts can be imagined.

"You two should just do what you have to do. The two Taoist priests smiled at each other, and one in front of him spoke.

After that, the two of them didn't look at the expressions of the Yuan Yuge people anymore, and turned to leave. These words fell on the ears of the two, adding a bit of irony.

Clenched fists, they are martial arts practitioners, not cultivators, and the clay figures still have three points of fire, even if they are cultivators, they can't control it at this moment.

But they still couldn't have a seizure, because although they were very angry when they said this, they couldn't find a reason for the seizure.

Coupled with the current form, the two looked at each other and swallowed their anger.

It was useless to talk more, the two of them walked towards the residence, this matter was no longer something that the two of them could do, and they had to tell Lord Shi to deal with it.

When Shi Xiu learned about this matter from the mouths of the two, he sat on the stool, put his hands in front of his knees, frowned and thought, and did not make a decision immediately.

The two of them stood silently aside, the room was very quiet, the needle could be heard, there was one on Taiqing Mountain, and the Yuan Imperial Pavilion fell downwind on the bright side.

Suddenly, Dou Qichu stepped forward, pulled the two aside, and muttered a soft conversation with the two, but he didn't know what they were talking about.

At this time, Shi Xiu stood up and said in a deep voice, "Let me go." ”

"Brother Shi, wait. Dou Qichu suddenly stepped forward and said: "If you really become a king, you will definitely lose the situation of the king, and if you can't get off the stage, you might as well let me go." ”

After Dou Qichu finished speaking, he smiled at Shi Xiu, clean and sunny.

"You?" Shi Xiu's eyes were stunned for a moment, his tone was a little suspicious, and then he changed his words and said: "Okay, just go with them, remember, be careful in everything, it's best not to have conflicts." ”

"Absolutely. Dou Qichu nodded, and agreed with a smile.

Shi Xiumu sent the three of them away, pursed his lips, and always felt that something was wrong in his heart.

Standing outside the door of the house, the two yellow-level imperial envoys led the way, "Lord Dou, this way." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and led it falsely

"Alas, don't worry, what did I say to you two just now. Dou Qichu didn't wait for the two of them to react, so he walked forward with his hands behind his back, and said at the same time: "What are we going to do, where are these people, go, call all our people on the mountain." ”

Looking at the long sword behind Lord Dou's back, the two of them agreed, and after calling all the remaining six yellow-level imperial envoys, they followed Dou Qichu and walked out.

In the same place, there were still the two Dao Masters of Ziwei Mountain from before, and the slightly older one on the left looked at the situation in front of him, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and said in an inaudible voice: "Go and inform Deacon Li." ”

From top to bottom of Ziwei Mountain, there is a mountain master, two elders, seven halls and fifteen deacons in Sandu No. 8.

There are two main types of air and Dan Dao in the mountain, and the miscellaneous studies on the side are not to mention for the time being, this Deacon Li cultivates the Dan Dao.

Well, in Dou Qichu's eyes, Xiu Dan Dao is a group of people who are sick and take medicine, take medicine and get poisoned, and go straight to the brain and want to ascend to immortality after being terminally ill.

Yes, there are historically, it is said that a rainbow light crossed, the sun soared, and only a Taoist robe was left in the place where he meditated in place.

Phew, sick, Dou Qichu said in his heart, and walked up with a smile.

As the saying goes, don't stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person, looking at the look on Dou Qichu's face, thinking that the other party is also here to talk, the Taoist chief also greeted him with a smile: "I don't know which Xuan-level person came, the poor Dao is polite." ”

After the salute was finished, the smile on the Dao Chief's face stiffened.

Just because Dou Qichu walked past him with a smile and didn't pay any attention to his words.

The remaining eight yellow-level people, all of whom walked past him majestically, also ignored him, treating him as nothing.

Standing still in front of Tsukiji, Dou Qichu stretched out his hands: "Drive people away, surround me." ”

"Yes!" the eight men rushed forward, and immediately began to drive away the crowd, quickly carving out a clearing.

The Taoist who touched a soft nail just stood aside and watched, holding his hands in front of his chest.

He is the person of the guest number of Ziwei Mountain, and he is in charge of the trivial things that are ushered in, and the other party is obviously prepared, knowing that rushing up and shouting will not work, but it will weaken the name of Ziwei Mountain, so he just waits quietly.

Dou Qichu knew that it was not over yet, if it was really over like this, it would not be to his liking.

Eight people stood outside the forbidden area, and Dou Qichu said loudly: "From now on, this place is a forbidden area, and no one is allowed to step in!"

"Who gave you the right?"

"Deacon Lee. The Taoist chief turned around, walked up a few steps and saluted, and said, "The disciple is not doing well. ”

The person who came was dressed in a simple robe, slightly shorter than ordinary people, and was older, and his head was slightly bowed when he heard the words, and his eyes looked at the young man in front of him.

"Holy today. Dou Qichu hugged his fists and saluted the sky, and softly dropped four words.

"Jokes, the palace of the Son of Heaven is staggered, everything is arranged by the mountain master, how can it be moved. If something goes wrong, can you take care of it?" Deacon Li didn't let go.

According to Dou Qichu's understanding, in his eyes, this Deacon Li is very close to being poisoned by taking medicine.

Dou Qichu stood up and said fearlessly: "My Yuan Imperial Pavilion was ordered to supervise the work to avoid accidents in the palace of the Son of Heaven, and now there are frequent people on the mountain who are crazy and have delayed the one-year period of the saint, are you Ziwei Mountain waiting for it, what's wrong with drawing out the forbidden area?!"

"If there is really anything wrong, I will be a sword at the beginning. ”

The words fell, and the sword was unsheathed. With the jade-handled long sword in his hand, Dou Qichu flew up, the sword light as clear as water flashed, and there was a deep ravine in front of the forbidden area, which was distinct.