Chapter Seventy-One: The Grain God Doesn't Die
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Slowly stand up and move your legs and feet.
Zhao Zheng bowed his head and said, "Senior." ”
Nameless said "um": "I won't ask you where you come from, check your heart, you are also a good person, but there is an obstacle at this time, you can go!"
The voice is calm, just like the teachings of the teacher.
Zhao Zheng felt a burst of warmth in his heart, and when he thought of Shen Canruo treating his master like this, he felt a little sour in his heart.
I wanted to say something at the moment, but I didn't know what to say, so I made a gesture and said, "The disciple has retired." ”
Turn around and go.
At this moment, a burst of noise was heard rushing into the cave, and then, more than a dozen disciples in Taoist robes rushed in, and a young disciple led by him saluted to the nameless son: "Disturb Uncle Qingxiu." ”
The nameless son was originally imprisoned here, how can he come to Qing Xiu, all the Taoist priests must have another reason for coming.
Sure enough, when all the Taoist priests saw that there was a living person in the cave, their faces were full of joy, and they went straight into the cave, and surrounded Zhao Zheng in the core.
The young Taoist priest who had saluted the nameless son earlier said: "The disciple is a disciple of Shandi, and he came to capture the demon by the decree of the grandmaster, and he hoped that the uncle would agree. ”
Nameless didn't know why the person who came with Ruo'er didn't go with him, and now that he was discovered, how could he shelter himself, so he nodded and said, "He's not a demon, but he got lost and strayed here, so you can do it yourself, go." ”
The young Taoist priest thanked the nameless son and glanced at everyone, and the other Taoist priests stepped forward to capture Zhao Zheng.
Zhao Zheng didn't have time to resist, his mind was still completely echoing in the story, and he was captured.
When the disciples shouted him out of the cave, Zhao Zheng couldn't help but be stunned, it turned out that several Taoist priests outside the cave were waiting for them with one person tied up, but the person who was tied up was stalkless.
Zhao Zheng smiled bitterly.
Handleless glared at Zhao Zheng fiercely, as if it was because of Zhao Zheng that he had come to this point.
Zhao Zheng didn't have anything to say, so he let the Taoist priests embrace him and Wushan, and walked down a winding path towards a towering hall.
Everyone walked around without saying a word, and the Taoist priests were expressionless, hugging Zhao Zheng and Wushan, fearing that they would escape.
Not far ahead is a gap between two cliffs, wide and narrow can only allow people to pass sideways, all the Taoist priests put their swords into the sheath, dragging Zhao Zheng and the two of them through the gap.
The mountain stone passed by his face, and Zhao Zheng's face didn't hurt.
The Taoist priests were extremely familiar with walking, and they did not have any difficulty.
When it was extremely difficult, Zhao Zheng's hair suddenly swelled out, and he wanted to breathe in a lot, and he was dragged up by a force, his hands and feet were tied, and there were two Taoist priests guarding each other before and after, this strong pull, Zhao Zheng was suddenly ripped out of the gap like a thing, and the two Taoist priests were shocked, shouting that the demon wanted to escape, and both stretched out their arms to pull Zhao Zheng's arms.
The strength on the top of the head continued to grow, and the pain of the scalp being pulled upside down was irrepressible, and Zhao Zheng's first reaction was the chaos of stones.
He yelled, "You're crazy, let me go." ”
The gap between the cliffs was as narrow as a sheep's intestine, and the Taoist priests couldn't show their hands and feet, and they also shook their bodies at this time, trying to get out of the shackles.
The Taoist priests struggled to block each other, and the narrow land became chaotic.
The voice of the Taoist priest shouted Zhao Zheng's scream, and suddenly shouted.
At this moment, suddenly a soft force came from nowhere, and everyone felt that their bodies were light, and they all went straight up in the air, and they were always two feet high, and they came out of the stone gap, and the soft power circled around, and suddenly disappeared, and everyone's bodies sank, and they all fell from the air, and they all fell to the ground solidly.
All the Taoist priests grinned one by one, regardless of whether they were indiscriminate, they all picked up their fists and smashed them at Zhao Zheng, shouting: "Good you demon." ”
Zhao Zheng felt that his scalp was much better at this time, and his bulging hair was also relaxed.
The left side of his face had been scratched against the stone, and before he could raise his head, he was hit several times on his head.
At this time, a soft voice was heard: "Stop." ”
All the Taoist priests were suddenly frightened, and they all stopped, hurriedly stood up, and dressed neatly.
I saw a middle-aged man forty miles away standing on the ground, with a long and majestic body, and two sword eyebrows made the whole face full of majesty.
His voice was also very soft, and he said, "These two are the demons you captured?"
A disciple replied, "Yes." Master. ”
The middle-aged man let out a "hmm", his eyes stared at Zhao Zheng for a while, shook his head and said, "These two people are just ordinary flesh and blood, not demons, and they will be sent down the mountain quickly." ”
After speaking, he waved his sleeves and turned his head.
All the disciples looked at each other, looking at the back of the master who turned to leave, and they couldn't say a word.
The demons they worked so hard to capture, the master actually let them go with such a sentence.
And he didn't ask why, he didn't even ask the demon's confession.
The disciples were strange, and Zhao Zheng was even more strange if he had no handle.
Zhao Zheng thought to himself, Fang Cai Shi is like a might, this middle-aged man must have seen it, why did he turn a blind eye? He can see that I am not a demon.
The gentle force that has just transported us here must have come from this middle-aged man, and seeing that he is not an idle person, how can he suddenly let go of the demon without a handle?
Zhao Zheng casually glanced at the handleless, but he didn't think that the handleless and godless eyes were staring at him, he didn't seem to be interested in anything in this world, just interested in himself.
The Taoist priests whispered something, and then hugged Zhao Zheng and Wushan, and walked back from the same way.
In that clearing, the middle-aged man quietly watched everyone walk away, his eyes did not move, for a long time, his brows trembled, and then, his eyes looked around, the surroundings were empty, except for the Taoist priests walking through the chaotic dust, there was nothing.
At this time, I could only hear a short voice behind me say, "Sect Master." ”
The middle-aged man turned around, and the man behind him was short and rugged.
The dwarf said, "The sect master means ......"
The middle-aged man was silent, snorted in his throat, his face was grim, and behind him, on a stone wall several feet high, there were four big words flowing like water: Ceres is immortal.
Each word is as big as a bucket, the pen power is inclined to the ground, like water on the spot, and the font frame is also soft, like the ripples of water.
The middle-aged man stared at these four words, without saying a word, and the dwarf also turned his eyes, and after looking at it for a while, he suddenly felt that the blood veins in his whole body seemed to be bulging out, and the green stems on his face jumped, and he couldn't stand it for a while, he hurriedly closed his eyes, adjusted his internal breath, and let out a long breath, so that the qi and blood in his body stabilized.
He looked up at the middle-aged man, and saw that he was still staring at the four words flowing on the stone wall.
Seeing that he was calm, and the blood on his face had not changed at all, the dwarf bowed down to the ground and said, "Congratulations to the sect master, the immortal god of the grain has reached the third-level realm." ”
The middle-aged man looked away from the stone wall, exhaled lightly, and said, "Qi is handsome, blood is the mother of qi, and qi is bloody, you are too excited." ”
The dwarf said, "Yes." ”