Jun Yan Li Dao set foot in the real realm, got the Qingyuan paper-cutting for the horse technique, even if it can be used, but three or two times of effort, it will be understood, on the spot to show a lot of paper people.

Although it is said that when it comes to the attainments of paper-cutting for horses, Jun Yanli is still not as good as Qingyuan, but relying on his profound Taoism, the paper manpower he uses is three points more powerful than Qingyuan.

In terms of its quantity, Jun Yanli's mana is deep, and naturally it is more exerted.

As for Qingyuan, Jun Yanli's sword trick perception was not immediately flipped through, but put it in his arms, and then performed the technique of paper-cutting for horses to help the people of all parties.

Jun Yanli glanced at it, with a slight look of appreciation, but it was only a flash. He cut out the hundredth paper figure, and threw it away, the paper figure fell to the ground, turning into a person out of thin air, powerful and powerful, but pale, without facial features, quite terrifying, which is also caused by his lack of attainment.

"The things here, if there are paper people to help, I want to find the monk of Wusheng. ”

Jun Yanli was silent for a moment, glanced at Qing Yuan, and said, "You can do it yourself." ”

Qingyuan nodded slightly, and when he was about to speak, he saw Jun Yanli and his fingers slashed, cutting off a strand of hair, and then the sword finger turned, attaching a breath to the hair.

"Sword Qi. ”

Jun Yanli said: "There is a wisp of my sword qi on it, which can't deal with real people, but it can deal with ordinary masters, and it will be of great use to you." ”

Seeing this, Qingyuan was a little surprised, and said, "This is ......"

"Even if it's compensation, I also know that the book of sword tricks is not as good as the Taoist technique of cutting paper for horses. Jun Yanli said: "I have already heard the conversation between you and Huanhua Pavilion before. I am used to seeing people who cultivate the Tao, most of them are once they have attained cultivation, they think they are superior to all sentient beings, and they regard sentient beings as ants, and although there are many people like you, there are not many. It must be known that cultivators are also people, even if they are immortals, and half of them are people, you have this bottom line, which is admirable, and this sword qi can be regarded as a life-saving thing for you, barely worth the account of paper-cutting for horses. ”

Qingyuan did not refuse, although the sword qi of a real person cannot deal with a real person, but even in the face of the Venerable Sixfold Heaven, it can be used as a deterrent, which is very precious to Qingyuan at this time. He took the strand of hair, put it in his arms, gave a salute, and said, "Thank you." ”

Jun Yanli answered, and then took off into the air and threw himself on the other side.

Seeing that he was so accurate in controlling the direction, Qingyuan was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he was relieved.

Hua Mei can explore the general direction of the Wusheng monk, and Jun Yanli is according to the instructions, slightly arranged, with his identity as a monk in the Nanliang camp, he can cover up slightly. It may not be easy for this real person to take away that immortal fate, but it should not be too difficult to arrange some things according to the guidance of Huanhua Pavilion to help the Wusheng monk escape faster.

Kiyohara looked at his departing back and was silent.

Suddenly, the bamboo tube lit up.

When Qingyuan saw the bamboo tube, he felt a little headache inexplicably, but he still took it and poured mana.

"The disciples of the Righteous Path Sect have come to clean up the mess. ”

The voice of the flower charm came from within.

When Qingyuan heard this, his complexion changed slightly.

"Guarding the righteous path has always been going to kill you, and this group of disciples is not very high, so they can't get involved in the fight, so they have to come here to clean up the mess. One of them, you know, is the righteous walk when he was in the mountains. ”

Hearing this, Qingyuan became more and more silent, his eyes swept over, and fell on the ruins and stones, at this time he had already cast all the paper-cutting techniques he could perform as horses, and if the number was large, it would exceed the limit of his own Taoism.

Dusk City is the place where the source of this incident is, and it has something to do with all parties that have caused such a tragic situation here.

The Gate of Righteous Path, known as the first in Middle-earth, has always been the head of the Righteous Path, so naturally it cannot be ignored. And those cultivators who are attached to Nanliang also have jurisdiction over all aspects of affairs in Nanliang, and now after fighting the Fa, it is not surprising that people from these two families come here to clean up the mess.

Now, Qingyuan stays again, but he is afraid that he will fall into the hands of the righteous door, so after he has performed these paper-cutting paper figures for horses, he also has the intention of leaving. After all, he is alone, although he can cast spells, but saving people under the ruins requires caution everywhere, and Taoist skills cannot be easily cast, so he does not play a role as much as two or three paper figures.

Despite this, the thought of leaving like this is unbearable after all.

"It's in this Nanliang territory, I'm afraid it's not easy to stay. ”

At this time, Zhengyi should have gone to hunt down and kill the lifeless monk, but Qingyuan could know from Zhengyi's eyes that this disciple of the righteous path still wanted to hunt down and kill himself in his heart.

"This Zhengyi, how can you be so determined to kill me? It's really inexplicable......

Qing Yuan frowned, at this time, he had already obtained the hidden secret technique of the Huanhua Pavilion, and he could barely isolate the breath by using it roughly, but for the superficial attainment of this technique, there was still a hidden danger.

At present, it is best to leave Nanliang quickly, find a boundary, meditate on this technique, reach a certain attainment, and completely cut off the connection of one's own breath with the outside world.

Glancing at this realm, Qingyuan sighed, took a slight step back, and quickly left Dusk City.

Leaving Dusk City, he carried the hidden technique obtained from Wu Nan.

This hidden technique is good at stealth, but it can also conceal the breath, but in terms of concealing the breath, it is much worse than the Qiankun sealing method given by the Huanhua Pavilion. But fortunately, Wu Nan's secret technique is still good at stealth, and when it is superimposed with the closed method of the Huanhua Pavilion, it is more useful.

......

And when Kiyohara left Sunset City.

On this side of the Kanling River, a person came.

The man was not yet forty years old, with a white face, dressed in the garments of a scribe, and walked slowly along the river.

Su Xiang saw that person from afar, and somehow, there was some inexplicable respect.

Suddenly, the scribe looked at him, smiled, and then turned and walked near, and bowed, and said, "This little brother ......."

Su Xiang returned the salute unconsciously, and said, "Mr. doesn't have to be polite, Xiaosheng Su Xiang." ”

He is also full of poetry and books, and recently married the granddaughter of the old man in Kanling Town, and he is also in charge of many things, talking eloquently in front of everyone, and raising a bit of atmosphere. But when I saw this scribe today, I was trembling and trembling as I had when I happened to see a scholar in the capital, and I was in awe.

Back then, it was because the other party was a university scholar, in a first-class official position, and his position was high and powerful, but for other reasons, it was weaker. At this moment, Su Xiang didn't know the identity of the person in front of him at all, but when he saw this scribe, the feeling he had was more profound than that scholar back then.

It's not about identity, it's about the person in front of you.

Vaguely, he seemed to be back to the scene when he first entered the church when he was a child and met his teacher.

"My name is Yunjing. ”

The scribe smiled and said, "I have something to ask you about." ”

Su Xiangdao: "Don't dare to ask for advice, I don't know what is the matter with Mr."

Mr. Yunjing said: "Is it about the thunderstorm a few days ago, I heard that on that day, someone killed the demon here?"

Su Xiang hesitated slightly, then nodded.

Mr. Yunjing smiled and said, "Is it convenient to talk to me in detail?"

Su Xiang thought about it, but that Mr. Bai didn't let him keep it secret, and the feeling that Mr. Yunjing in front of him gave him was really like facing an elder, so he didn't dare to hide it. (To be continued.) )