Shaking his head slightly, he ignored it and walked straight towards his shop, for him, they were just passing bys on his own road, and he didn't need to pay much attention to it.

Walking into the store, he found a piece of wood carvings scattered on the ground, and was about to wave his hand to place the wood carvings on the counter with spiritual power, but Xu Mo smiled slightly, bent down and picked up the wood carvings casually, and picked them up one by one and placed them on the counter.

With his current thoughts, that is, if he can use less spiritual power, he will use less, after all, he is understanding the mortal life, and if he uses too much spiritual power, what difference does it make to the ordinary life of cultivators.

After doing all this, Xu Mo sat on the Taishi chair, looked at the sky outside, and fell into deep thought, it is not a way to do nothing like this, but what can he do now.

Just as he sat there doing nothing, the sky was filled with a majestic killing machine, and large dark clouds were swimming towards it.

A young man walks slowly in the sky with a folding fan in his hand, and if you look closely, you can see that there is nothing under his feet.

For such a strange scene, the mortals of this heaven and earth kept pointing at him, as if they were amazed at this strange phenomenon, because they had only seen a character standing and being empty before, and they had disappeared inexplicably.

The young man walked slowly in the sky like this, not caring at all about the pointing and pointing of the mortals below, for him, the ground was just a swarm of ants, and it was a loss of identity to be angry with the ants.

Just walked slowly to the sky in the center of the city, glanced at the mortals on the ground, put away the folding fan, took out a scroll, stared at the scroll and said in a deep voice: "On the order of Venerable Ling Yu, come and read this scroll!"

When this sentence spread throughout Taixuan City, a middle-aged man hurriedly walked out of a tall building, judging by his appearance, he should have a big official position, who had ever seen him like this before.

I saw that his face was full of nervousness and horror, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden as he ran, kowtowed to the young man in the sky with both hands, and said to the sky with his fists and trembling voices: "The envoy is coming, the junior official is not welcome, I hope to forgive my sins!"

The young man in the sky glanced at him slightly, smiled contemptuously, and said proudly: "You are the city lord of this city, why didn't you give a gift when you saw this envoy, could it be that you look down on this envoy?"

"Don't dare, it's just that the envoy came too timely, and the junior official hasn't prepared yet?"

Seeing the envoy's subtle anger, the city lord hurriedly waved his hand and explained with a face like a bitter melon.

But he secretly glanced at the envoy and found that the envoy was unmoved, so he had to helplessly say to the passers-by next to him: "This big brother, you go to the city lord's mansion to report and say: The envoy is here, hurry up and bring something over." ”

The middle-aged man who was walking was slightly stunned, then pointed at himself, and after seeing the city lord nodding, he raised the big knife in his hand and looked at the city lord fiercely, as if if he would hack him to death without hesitation if he talked to him again.

"Well, you don't agree?"

The young man in the air noticed a series of movements of the big man, and said in a slightly cold voice.

"Lao Tzu, you just don't agree, what can you do to me?" The big man said arrogantly, seeing the young man's face gradually darkening, he said arrogantly again: "How old are you, and you dare to murder me Qin?"

"You're looking for death!"

The indifferent look of the young man in the sky faded, his eyes stared at the big man, and he said with a violent expression.

"Phew!"

The big man surnamed Qin spat disdainfully, and asked very arrogantly and domineeringly: "I'm just looking for death, what can you do?"

"How can this be reasonable!" the young man raised his hand and pinched the magic trick at the big man, said angrily, and then added again: "Even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes today, he can't save you." ”

"Hehe, is it?" the big man surnamed Qin asked with a smile, and then asked very stinkily: "My brother, he is the core disciple of the Ethereal Sect, do you dare to touch me?"

Hearing this, the young man's hand let go of the magic seal that was being pinched, and then it drooped down, staring at the big man surnamed Qin with his eyes full of anger, it was not that he didn't dare to kill the big man, but for a trivial matter, he offended the Ethereal Sect, and it was worth the loss.

Therefore, even if he was angry, he was helpless, he no longer glanced at the big man surnamed Qin, and directly turned his head to the scroll in his hand, and then read slowly: "Because Taixuan City has no use value, it will no longer receive the protection of the empire, Qin!"

Hearing this speech, the city lord collapsed to the ground, his eyes blackened, and he passed out.

The big man surnamed Qin shook his hand at the young man in disgust, and then said: "If you don't shelter, you won't shelter, where to get out of the cool!"

A person next to him, looking at the young man in the sky, questioned, "Lord Messenger, you are not wrong!"

"What's the good of me lying to you?" said the young man disdainfully, and then with a wave of his palm, the scroll floated into the sky, and then exploded, revealing a neat handwriting, on which it was written: "Since this city is useless to the Empire, it will no longer be under the control of the Empire in the future, and of course it will no longer be under the protection of the Empire, Ling Yu." ”

When they saw the last two magnificent characters, everyone no longer had doubts, but soon there began to be riots, not for anything else, because without the protection of the empire, the city where they were located would be exposed to the eyes of the demon monks.

At that time, just a few demon monks can slaughter the city and refine the magic weapon, this matter was recorded 1,300 years ago, when the city lord of a city refuted the idea of the empire, and then he was busy with his own affairs, so he didn't pay attention to this matter again, and he didn't pay attention to the empire's warning at all.

However, after surviving for half a year, the entire city was taken by a powerful demon monk to sacrifice and refine the magic weapon, which was called a cruelty, and no one in the city escaped, all of them were trained alive into unjust souls, and they were permanently sealed in the monk's magic weapon.

This incident is a story passed on by people's mouth, but today it happened to me, so I no longer think it is a story, so there is this scene where everyone is in danger.

The young man standing in the sky flew towards the route he came from without looking back, he was still quite concerned about the life and death of this city, but because of the words of the big man at the beginning, he angered him, so he didn't want to care about this.

As for the mortals in that city, do they have any connection with themselves? Ridiculous, a group of ants, I didn't know how to think so much at the beginning, the number of mortals in the world is inexhaustible, just a city, if you lose it, you will lose it, the young man thought to himself.

Hearing the noise outside, Xu Mo also frowned slightly, isn't he just not sheltering, why are you so flustered, it's really a group of people who can't hold their breath, look at me and I haven't moved!

If other mortals knew what he thought, they would definitely scold: Neurotic!

But if the cultivator knew what he thought, he would mock him and say, "You are a cultivator and a mortal, can this be compared?"

Xu Mo didn't say anything about all this, just sat there and continued to be in a daze, just a person who didn't care about himself and hung high, watching this scene with a flat expression.

At this time, Fu Hu's parents came, and they packed their luggage for Xu Mo in a panic, and kept explaining: "Little brother, I'm afraid you don't know, this city is about to be abandoned, and if you don't leave, you will be refined by the Demon Dao monks." ”

"What's so scary about this, isn't it just a slap to death?" Xu Mo said lightly, disagreeing with Fu Hu's father's words, and expressed his opinion.

Seeing that the two of them looked like they were fools, Xu Mo waved his hand and fixed everyone in place, and then shook his head slowly and said, "Actually, I am also a cultivator, but I just feel the realm of transforming gods here." ”

Hearing Xu Mo say this, although Fu Hu's parents were fixed, they could still see through their eyes that there was disbelief in those eyes, seeing that they didn't believe it, Xu Mo waved his hand again and played a series of spells, and a huge illusory palm appeared in front of him.

Then he untied the seal of the two, waiting for the two to answer, and after a while, Fu Hu's father was the first to say in surprise: "The little brother's trick is quite slippery, but immortal cultivators can't be compared with ordinary street performances." ”

"Yes, little brother, you just listen to our two words of persuasion!" Fu Hu's mother next to her also hurriedly said, and after seeing Xu Mo unmoved, she explained again: "What we said is true! Those demon monks are really demons who kill people without blinking!"

Xu Mo pressed with one hand, raised his leg and stepped towards the air, and then there was a heavy sonic boom in the air, and then he walked slowly towards the roof step by step like walking up the stairs.

For the doubts of the two, he didn't explain too much at all, he wanted to prove his strength with facts, and then he flicked his fingers with one hand, and a small spark appeared in his hand, which was infinitely magnified in an instant.

Perhaps, he still felt that this was not enough, and then he grabbed a small bench with his random hand, and saw the small stool flying towards him, as if a thread was tearing the small stool towards him.

Fu Hu's parents watched all this with their eyes wide open, as if they didn't believe this scene, they wiped their eyes again, and after seeing that Xu Mo was still in the air, their eyes turned black and fainted one after another.

He was casting spells on his own, but when he turned his head to look, he found that they were all fainted to the ground, for their coma, Xu Mo only shook his head slightly, and then muttered in the air with emotion: Mortals are so fragile!

If Fu Hu's parents were awake at this time, they would definitely point at Xu Mo and scold: "You are an immortal cultivator, of course you won't pay attention to the pain of us mortals!"