"Boom!"

A blazing purple light pierced the heavens and the earth, the invisible killing intent surging like a tide, and the terrifying fluctuations erupted like a volcano.

"Boom!"

The purple bitter bamboo spear, with the power of the majestic law of space, erupted like a mountain torrent, spewing out a huge wave that was connected into an endless wave, pressing on the city gate in front of it, making a deafening sound, making the entire silver star field "rumble" and shake.

The young man outside the formation took in all this, he looked at the bitter bamboo spear that was still inserted in the red bronze gate, and the tail was still trembling, recalling the picture of Fang Cai, and secretly swallowed his saliva.

Just now he only saw a dazzling purple brilliance, which swept in front of him, and then bolted into the red bronze gate like lightning, extremely resolute, without the slightest delay.

I saw that the gate made of red copper was already full of scars, and cracks like spider webs were centered on the bitter bamboo spear inserted in the door, spreading wildly in all directions.

After a while, I only heard a crisp sound of "Kerala ~~~" came, and the crack on the city gate turned into a big crack, and it collapsed in the terrified divine light on the young man's face.

"Click!"

On the other side, a crisp sound pierced the sky, and the psychedelic star field arranged by the sand of the stars was also completely broken at this time!

Li Qingming led everyone to stride out of the star array that had not yet dissipated, with a smile on his face.

And the dragon beard tiger followed closely behind Li Qingming, and kept scolding and scolding in his mouth: "Damn, bad luck." It's unlucky!"

The young man didn't know what words to use to describe his mood at all, he just looked at Li Qingming blankly, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"How about it, does it count as if we have passed the test, Lord Jinyang City?" Li Qingming smiled at the appearance of the young man, and casually recalled the bitter bamboo spear lying upright on the ground, and the word "Jinyang" deliberately accentuated the tone.

The young man shook his head a little dejectedly, and said a little depressedly: "How do you know that I am Jin Yang, the city lord of Shepherd City?"

Li Qingming pointed to the lavishly decorated chariot and the city gate that had been turned into scrap iron, and said, "If you are not the city lord. How could you have such a luxurious car? And you also put all the strange treasures that the Golden Boat City Lord put in Shepherd City as a bet?plus the previous knock on the city gate, it is enough to show that you are very familiar with the whole city. And, of course, the most important thing!"

"Oh. Which point?" there was a hint of curiosity in the young man's eyes. Asked.

"Cultivation!" Li Qingming said proudly: "The cultivation of the realm of the saint is among the twelve subsequent cities. Every city has a city lord of the realm of saints, and it is impossible for you to have two saints in your shepherd city, right?"

The young man was stunned for a moment and said, "Can you see through my cultivation?"

Li Qingming just chuckled. Nor answered.

When the young man heard this, his heart twitched, and he secretly scolded himself: "Jin Zhou, you are a killer of a thousand knives! You asked me to 'entertain' the trialists this time, and your feelings are just to see me make a fool of myself!"

In desperation, the young man nodded and said, "That's right, I am Jin Yang, the city lord of Shepherd City! Since I promised you that I would give you all the treasures that Lord Jinzhou put in my city, I will definitely not break my promise!"

Speaking of this, the young man, oh, no! It should be said that it was the city lord of Jinyang, and he had already turned around and walked towards the city.

"Let's go!" Li Qingming glanced at the people behind him, followed Jin Yang, and walked towards the city.

With light steps, the crowd marched into the shepherd city, only to find that it was completely different from the city they had imagined.

Although the shepherd city is deep in the depths of the desert, compared with the long river stars and the lonely smoke of the desert outside, there is a little more aura here, a trace of the spirit of heaven and earth.

In the shepherd city, the blue jade stone brick pavement, the pavilions and pavilions are dotted, and there are white stone arch bridges not far away, the murmuring water, and the boats on the flowing water, all of which make the shepherd city, a huge city, full of the charm of the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River on the earth.

The Jinyang City Lord's driver drove all the way non-stop, leading everyone to a mansion.

The mansion occupies an extremely large area, surrounded by red bricks and covered with lush vegetation, which is a pleasant view.

At the main entrance, the dark door of the mansion was wide open, and it was wide enough for six or seven people to enter in parallel. It's just that to everyone's surprise, there is no plaque hanging above the main entrance.

Jin Yang got off the wheel and clapped his hands gently.

"Smack!"

Two crisp slaps swept inside from the main entrance.

After a while, an old man in a green robe with a ruddy complexion, deep eyes, and a three-foot beard under his chin appeared in front of Jin Yang, bowed down and said, "Master!"

Jin Yang waved his hand and said, "Golden Horn, you take these little guys to the No. 1 warehouse, and take out all the spiritual treasures and treasures left by Lord Jin Zhou in our city!"

"Yes, master!" Jin Jiao got up and nodded slightly, then turned to Li Qingming and the others and said, "Everyone, please come with me!"

With that, he turned around and led the group to the backyard.

"Well, wait a minute...... After giving them all the messy things in a while, I brought them to the main hall, I haven't seen anyone for a long time, I want to be close to them!" Suddenly, the Jinyang City Lord seemed to think of something, and raised his voice to command again.

"Yes, master!" the golden horn smiled and bowed away.

Watching Jin Jiao lead everyone away from each other, Jin Yang touched the sleeves of his robe and said, "Interesting little guys!"

......

The mansion is huge, full of pavilions, as well as beautifully shaped rockeries and stone carvings. When they gather together, it seems that the mansion does not lose its original beauty, on the contrary, it also adds a touch of elegance to the mansion.

In addition, the mansion is full of flowers and trees, red azaleas, white peonies, and yellow chrysanthemums...... They only see each other competing with each other, and the entire mansion is dotted like a sea of flowers, which makes people dizzy.

After the golden horn, everyone walked through the pavilion and corridor, enjoying the beautiful scenery along the way, and they were very emotional.

Suddenly, Long Xuhu, who was following Li Qingming, took a few steps forward, looked at the golden horn curiously for a long time, and said, "Senior, but the way of cultivating the law of life?"

The golden horn paused slightly, and said: "You must not call the old man, the old man is just a housekeeper in the master's mansion, and everyone can call the old man the golden horn." Also, about this Taoist friend, you can feel it for yourself!"

"Buzz!"

After the golden horn finished speaking, a majestic power suddenly permeated his body, and he pressed towards the dragon beard tiger.

This majesty is as continuous as the sea, and it is enough to reach the peak of the sub-saint, but it is definitely not the power of the law of life.

Feeling the surging power of the law of life on the golden horn, the dragon beard tiger's face changed slightly, and he blurted out: "The law of yang!"

Jin Jiao waved his hand, put away his momentum with a "swish", and said, "Not bad!"

At this moment, Xuantian's originally half-squinted eyes suddenly shot out a ball of essence, and said, "Dare to ask the seniors if they have souls?"

Everyone was stunned, and Li Qingquan even said: "Xuantian Daoist, what nonsense are you talking about? This Golden Horn senior obviously has the power of the majestic Yang Law, and his own cultivation has also reached the peak of the sub-saint. With such power, how can it be a foreign body to attain the Tao?"

"Yes, Xuantian Daoist!" everyone also echoed.

I was very puzzled by Xuantian Fangcai's very impolite words. It's just that everyone didn't notice that the old man on one side had a hint of bitterness in his eyes.

Xuantian ignored everyone's doubtful eyes, stared at the golden horn fixedly, and said: "My feeling will not be wrong! I have been practicing the puppet technique by the side of my master since I was a child, and among all the senior brothers, no one can surpass my puppet attainment! Senior of the golden horn, do you have a soul?"

Jin Jiao was silent for a long time, then nodded and said, "Xuantian Daoist is right, I really don't have a soul!"

"What?"

Among everyone, including Li Qingming, they were all shocked by the news, and they didn't expect this to be the case at all.

"Look, I'll just say that my feeling can't be wrong!" Xuantian breathed a sigh of relief, he was still afraid that he was wrong.

Of course, he was not afraid that he would lose face because he had said something wrong, but that he was worried that the golden horn would be annoyed and angry because of his presumptuous questioning, and that there would inevitably be a troublesome fight.

Li Qingming came back from the shock and confirmed: "Senior, do you really have no soul?"

The golden horn smiled bitterly and nodded, "Yes, I don't have a soul!

"Of course!" Long Xuhu almost jumped up and said, "As we all know, our monks comprehend the Heavenly Dao, and the power of cultivating the law is the soul power derived from the soul!

At this time, Yang Jian showed his head from the crowd and muttered in a low voice: "However, the Golden Horn senior has not only cultivated to the peak of the sub-saint, but also comprehended the law of yang!"

At this time, the dragon bearded tiger was stupid, and repeated in a daze: "This is not in line with common sense, how can it be ......?"

Jin Jiao swept the faces of everyone with different expressions, and said, "Xuantian Daoist is right, the old decay is the first puppet refined by the puppet ancestor. It's just because on the day the puppet became a puppet, the Great Dao lowered a reward and gave me a piece of living soul to use as a soul. Therefore, the old decay is not only able to cultivate, but also able to comprehend the power of the law of yang!"

"Puppet Ancestor?" everyone looked at Xuantian in unison.

Xuantian lowered his head and thought for a moment, and said, "The puppet ancestor is the creation demon god of my puppet spirit domain! I once heard Shizun say that when the puppet ancestor passed on the puppet technique to Shizun, it is said that there was also a magical puppet. But I haven't seen it since I was a kid. Isn't it a senior?"

Jin Jiao nodded and said, "Yes, I am the puppet in your master's hand back then!" (To be continued......)