When the old man saw the scene, his heart blossomed, but there was a sad and indignant look on his face, and he said: "That's right, the grass demon just wants to use the formation provided by the evil dragon to absorb the essence of human aura, so as to achieve the effect of improving cultivation, and unlock the seal of the evil dragon to let it be reborn in the world!"

Hearing such things happening, all the immortal cultivators couldn't care about eating, and they were all worried about themselves in the area close to the southern foothills.

The old man arched towards the north with his fists in both hands, and said: "At that time, the head of Yanzong Lu Daosheng was behind him, and he saw that the disciples of each sect had suffered heavy casualties, so he desperately rushed into the formation, wanting to kill the grass demon, break the formation, and rescue the disciples of each sect. ”

Someone eagerly asked, "And then!"

"Stupid, they all said that hundreds of people died, so they must have failed. ”

"Master Lu is so strong, are they all failures?"

The old man said: "But it's not what you think, Lu Zhangmen rushed all the way to the battle and injured the grass demon and caught it. ”

Everyone unexpectedly heard that there were still twists and turns in the matter, and they couldn't help but lift their hearts.

The old man sighed and said: "It's a pity, just when Lu Zhangmen saved everyone, the dragon was resurrected! One move injured Lu Zhangmen, who was caught off guard! Even Gao Ming, a disciple who came with him, was knocked away for thousands of meters and was unconscious, and it took a long time to recover!"

When everyone heard the story, they were filled with righteous indignation and slapped the table and shouted.

"The grass demon is hateful!"

"I have to slaughter it!"

The old man smiled: "This is not necessary, because the grass demon has been captured by the head of Lu Daosheng, and now it should be in the Yanzong Si Tang secluded confinement." ”

"It's cheap, a dog!"

"This kind of demon is also Lu Daosheng's head of the family, if it appears on the street, everyone will be punished!"

The old storyteller of Qianlin Pavilion quietly left, leaving only a group of drinking immortal cultivators to discuss with each other.

Some people and brothers died in the incident, shouting for revenge and hatred, and shouting for Lu Daosheng to be righteous and upright. Some people listen to the excitement, but they also think that Lu Daosheng deserves to be the head of the ten sects in Cangzhou.

Within a few days, Zhao Yan's fame spread all over Cangzhou, Lu Daosheng and Yanzong were sought after by all parties, and countless scattered cultivators and the like had to go to Yanzong, and Lu Daosheng was willing to protect those who cultivated as immortals, which was a great temptation.

"You want to find Zhao Yan to duel? I think you're looking for death!"

"Why? It is said that if you kill Zhao Yan, who is a well-deserved hero in Cangzhou, this is a great opportunity to become famous. ”

"What do you know? That grass demon Zhao Yan has already taken the oath of victory, and he has the Void Pill cultivation as his side! Don't talk about you, even the head of your family is not an opponent, and he is famous?

Exhort people to leave with a smile.

The rest of the immortal cultivators who had calmed down muttered, "It's only been born for a few months, and its cultivation has already reached the Void Pill......?" What is my master?"

Outside Cangzhou City, in the tree-lined pavilion, a white-clothed immortal cultivator sat steadily, and more than a dozen blessing bags were placed on the stone table in front of him, which seemed to be not light.

A dozen or so storytellers looked at the lucky bag, forcibly suppressed the heat in their hearts, and waited for the white-clothed immortal cultivator to speak.

"You have done a good job, these silver coins are for you", the white-clothed immortal cultivator smiled at the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't tell whether it was true or not.

More than a dozen storytellers pounced on the lucky bag, no one carefully looked at the look of the white-clothed immortal cultivator, and when he heard the white-clothed immortal cultivator's words, one by one they seemed to be vicious dogs pounced on food, fearing that their hands would be fast and slow, and they would divide up the blessing bags in the blink of an eye.

"Thank you Master for the reward", everyone looked at the blessing bag in their hands, and their hearts were different.

"This is what you deserve, don't thank you", the white-clothed immortal cultivator waved his hand: "Just don't forget, take the silver money, leave Cangzhou immediately, don't come back in this life, otherwise you know the consequences." ”

The storytellers hurriedly said respectfully, "The Venerable Master can rest assured that my generation lives for money, and we dare not disobey the Venerable Master in the slightest." ”

"It's good to understand", the white-clothed immortal cultivator nodded, and left the shade of the forest flutteringly.

Seeing the white-clothed immortal cultivator leave, the storytellers immediately weighed the blessing bag in their hands and began to discuss hotly.

"With this money, I don't have to tell stories for the rest of my life, no matter where he lives."

"Buy his three concubines first!"

"You have to buy land, and then you have to buy a shop, so that you can never have any worries. ”

"Hehe, do you know what the first thing I did after I took the money and left Cangzhou?"

"Tell me about it. ”

"Lao Tzu, I also want to be a repeat visitor, if I speak well, I will give money, and if I don't speak well, Lao Tzu will take money and stone him to death. ”

"No, man, it's all a trade, we're lucky, it's better to converge. ”

"Convergence, convergence, fart!"

A group of storytellers took the money and left Cangzhou with a dream, but they didn't know that someone had already set their sights on the belongings in their pockets.

In the woods of the wilderness lies a nest of bandits, waiting for passing merchants.

A pawn came from a distance and said, "Brother Hao, there are a few big fish, and they are storytellers in the city." ”

"What kind of money can a storyteller have,!", Brother Hao scolded.

The pawn whispered: "This time is different, I have news, saying that these storytellers are holding a large amount of money in their hands, and it is estimated that they are not coming from the right way." ”

When Brother Hao heard this, he became interested: "The news is reliable?"

"Absolutely reliable", the pawn elated.

Brother Hao laughed and waved his hand: "Brothers, follow me down the mountain!"

The five fellow storytellers were fantasizing about the good days ahead, and each one with a smile on his face, suddenly he was surrounded by a group of bandits, and his mind was so frightened that his mind went blank and said, "The king...... Why are you blocking our way?"

"What do you say, hand over the money," Brother Hao said with a wry smile, carrying a large knife and approaching the five storytellers.

For storytellers who go out of Cangzhou, leaving Cangzhou means losing their foothold, and the money in their hands is the basis for survival, how can they be easily sent.

The five of them were terrified, but even if they were scared to death, they kept their mouths shut and tightly protected the lucky bag around their waists.

The pawn walked over from the side, with murderous intent on his face, and without waiting for the five people to refute or beg for mercy, he directly drew his knife and killed people.

Five pillars of blood rose up one after another, staining the ground red, staining the faces of the surrounding bandits, and the five round human heads gurgled far away, their eyes widened, as if they couldn't believe that the coming good days were over.

Before he died, he was probably regretting it, he knew that it would be such an ending, and it would be good to earn some honest money in Cangzhou at the beginning.

The pawn took a sip, wiped the blood off his face, smiled and touched the five headless corpses, took out five lucky bags and sent them to Brother Hao, and said loudly: "it!

Brother Hao looked at the scattered pawns around, patted the pawn's shoulder, and smiled: "It's bad luck, but everyone has hard work, and they will each have a reward after they go back!"

"Brother Hao's righteousness!", the pawns looked at the lucky bag that Brother Hao had pocketed, and shouted at the same time.