The flying sword was volleyed into the air, and no one thought that what Ye Xiaodi said was empty words. In particular, the excited trembling sound of the Jin Ge Iron Horse in the air made people even more uncomfortable to listen to.

Maybe it's because the surroundings are too quiet, those monks who originally looked at Ye Xiaodie with banter on their faces unconsciously put away their contempt at this moment, after all, everyone knows that the rumors about Ye Xiaodie on the rivers and lakes are not all groundless.

"You...... You guys, didn't you two give him a soul snail?"

Among the monks, some people looked at Ye Xiaodi in horror and asked about the precepts.

Everyone knew that before the precepts were cleared, the Zen heart host handed over the only three soul suppression nails in Tianyin Temple to them, in order to prevent Ye Xiaodie from killing people again.

According to the speculation of normal people, since Ye Xiaodi has already left the Sage Village with the precepts, it is natural that he should also be beaten into the soul suppression nail by the precepts and rules, but now Ye Xiaodi is commanding the flying sword in the air, which makes all the monks who blocked Ye Xiaodie's way a little embarrassed.

"Senior brother, do we have something called the Soul Suppression Nail?"

Kiyogui asked quietly on horseback.

"Aren't you the nails that we sold to the blacksmith and exchanged for the bean paste buns?"

The precept whispered to himself, which made the beaver laugh.

"I'm sorry for my nephew, but we forgot about the soul suppression nail for Ye Shizhu. ”

The precept replied with a red face, but it made many monks beat in their hearts and scold their mothers.

"Let's all go, Yuan Zhi stays. ”

Ye Xiaodie's voice was a little cold, but when it fell into the ears of the monks other than Yuan Zhen, it was extraordinarily warm.

"Our Tianyin Temple will not abandon the same door!"

"Ye Xiaodie, you big devil, if you have the ability, just wait here, I'll go and invite the senior brother to come!"

"I'll go with you. ”

The monks shouted loudly, and after a while, before Yuan Zhen could express his gratitude to his fellow disciples, he found that all the fellow disciples around him were gone.

"Leaf ...... Ye Xiaodie, do you really dare to kill me? Don't forget that you are going to Tianyin Temple on this trip!"

Yuan Zhi stared at Ye Xiaodi, although his body was a little unnatural, but Yuan Zhen's tone was still relatively tough.

Brush –

A golden light fell from the sky, and in Yuan Zhen's opinion, it was obviously not enough to threaten Ye Xiaodi, it was safer to summon his martial spirit Tota Arhat out.

But Yuan Zhen has his plans, and Ye Xiaodie naturally has his plans.

"So what?"

Yuan Zhi summoned the martial spirit quickly, but Ye Xiaodi's flying sword was faster, and when Tota Arhat fell from the sky, the human head had already passed through Yuan Zhen's chest.

According to what Li Maogong said before, there will eventually be a war between the Three Kingdoms of Tang Shenliang, and Wudang, Ethereal Zhai and Tianyin Temple will also join at that time.

In this case, it is better to clear some small obstacles for Wudang first.

Ye Xiaodi silently calculated in his heart, and when he recalled the head, he finally had a smile on his face.

The precepts folded their palms together and recited the scriptures silently, but Qing Gui couldn't stand the fright, and cried out.

Ye Xiaodi glanced back at Ye Li, who quickly entered the role of a bosom sister, and under Ye Li's soft voice, Qinggui's cry gradually weakened.

Totarohan descended majestically from the sky, but his feet only touched the ground, and he regretted it a little, if he could, he would have reflexively returned to the sky.

Looking down at the already dead Yuan Zhen, Totarohan was a little dazed.

Before he could land, the host was dead, and before he could strike, his combat power was reduced by half.

Lord Tota Luohan wanted to turn around and leave now, but God knows if Ye Xiaodi would be so mad that he would fly his sword to slash the martial spirit! The atmosphere was a little delicate, and Tota Luohan and Ye Xiaodie were at a stalemate for the time being.

"Your host is dead, do you want to consider another one? I have two candidates!"

Although the easy sneak attack killed Yuan Zhen also caused Tota Arhat to lose half of his combat power, but in the face of a genuine Arhat master, Ye Xiaodi still didn't dare to be careless at all, and the eight flying swords were exhausted, hanging in the air and waiting.

"You mean the two of them?"

Totarohan asked, pointing to the two of them.

"You have other options. ”

Ye Xiaodi said with a soft smile.

Tota Arohan was silent, he naturally wouldn't think that the choice that Ye Xiaodi said in his mouth would be the civet who was coaxing the child.

"Master Ye, our master said that the cultivation of bitter meditation does not need martial spirits. ”

Qing Gui, who was in Ye Li's arms, said to Ye Xiaodi with a crying voice.

"Heh!

Ye Xiaodie laughed a little helplessly, and he didn't know whether he was laughing at Tota Arhat or laughing at himself.

"No, no, no, don't misunderstand, Master Ye, his old man said that Kuzen ascends to the Tao by himself, and he must not have the help of martial spirits, and he must cultivate his own relics to ascend to the sky!"

Afraid that Ye Xiaodi would misunderstand the meaning of his junior brother, the precepts hurriedly waved his hand to explain to some of them.

Ye Xiaodi didn't speak again, but set his eyes on Tota Arhat, and Tota Arhat was also empathetic, and there was no need for Ye Xiaodi to open his mouth to give an eviction order, Tota Arhat had already turned around and left quickly......

Ye Xiaodi is no longer the little Taoist priest who regarded carrying water and chopping firewood and cooking rice as his life's work in Dagufeng, and now for him, although he still feels disgusted when he kills, but with the commonplace, Ye Xiaodi can already be well controlled.

After the killing, Ye Xiaodie wanted to turn around and leave, but he couldn't twist the precepts and rules and had to give Yuan Zhen's soul overdue, and Ye Xiaodie and Ye Li, who were helpless against the two children, had to spend the night in the frightened eyes of the surrounding villagers.

It's just that on the second day, after the two little monks of the precepts and rules passed through the Yuan Zhen, Ye Xiaodie's steps couldn't move anymore.

"Uncle Sun, this is the silk silver sent by my son Paoze, it's not the money you lost at all, my son died on the battlefield!"

An old couple who were surrounded by a group of ruffians pleaded bitterly. There was also a man who looked like an official and a quick official to stand aside to maintain order.

Relying on yesterday's aftermath, Ye Xiaodi easily knew the reason for the noise.

The peasant family was based on the land and crops, the old couple's daughter married far away, and the only son died on the battlefield. This is a common thing, every year the conscription, no one returns, and occasionally receive news about the family, most of which is also a sadness. But the difference between this old couple was that their son's silk silver was personally delivered by the soldier on horseback, and unlike the dozen taels of ordinary people, the soldier on horseback left behind as much as a thousand taels of silver.

Some people say that the old couple is lucky, but some people can't speak, such as the rich man Sun, who was surrounded by ruffians, and he used his actions to collude with the county officials, and then slandered the old couple for stealing their own silver.

Everyone in the village knew about this matter, but no one dared to face the rich man Sun who was maintained by the ruffians, and no one dared to face the county official.

"In the prosperous era, the powerful are in charge, and the rise and fall are all suffering to the people. ”

In the old-fashioned voice of the precepts, Ye Xiaodi furrowed his brows and crushed the teacup......