Mrs. Baoyue's long-standing face suddenly turned cloudy and clear, and she let go of Ang Lee. She is disgusted with men all over the world, even including the former Taoist companion Chang Geng Shangxian, but she only looks at Feng Qingyan differently.

"Master!" Li An felt a heartfelt pride. Shizun is undoubtedly the most high-profile powerhouse in the cultivation world over the years, and he is the dream lover of countless spring girls. Not only can you spend the moon before the moon, pleasing to the eye, but also may as well walk alone in the rivers and lakes and look at all living beings. It also has a noble status and spends money like dirt. Whether it is a sixteen-year-old girl or a thousand-year-old demon girl, they all admire him, and even He Lianqing, the first beauty in the world, secretly agrees that he is a god-like existence.

"Master!" he threw himself over like a bird throwing himself into the forest, hugging Feng Qingyan's knees, tears raining down.

When Lu Qin helped Sect Master Yin hurt his heart, he didn't cry, and when he turned into a demon, he didn't cry either. Suddenly, when I saw Shizun, all the grievances and helplessness suddenly came to my heart, and tears couldn't stop falling. The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, just because he hasn't reached the sad place.

Feng Qingyan was like coaxing a child, bent his fingers and gently scraped his heart's nose, picked him up, and said gently, "Master is late." ”

There are quite a few capable people in the Tianji Palace, and both Hugong and Mr. Jiazi know that Feng Qingyan's catastrophe is coming, and the heart is his calamity. Mr. Jiazi wanted to help Feng Qingyan avoid the catastrophe, so he secretly replaced the wine he drank with the wine of the pot man. This wine is called a thousand years of great dreams, and ordinary people will get drunk to death if they take a sip. If the immortal drinks too much, it is inevitable that he will be drunk and lie down for many years. It was expected that Feng Qingyan would be drunk for at least a few months, but who knew that he only fell asleep for two days before he woke up.

Everyone put away their magic weapons and bowed. They can disobey Li An, but they can't disrespect the Heavenly Machine Palace Master. What's more, at this time, everyone calmed down and felt that something was wrong.

There were only twenty-three disciples from the Tianji Palace, and two of them were sacrificed, how could it be possible for Li An and everyone to discuss the matter, and at the same time sneak attack the various major sects? If this can also kill people and seize treasures, the Nine Great Immortal Sects would have been removed from the rivers and lakes a long time ago.

Wuchenzi grimaced and sneered, "What does Tianji Palace Master mean by this?

Feng Qingyan was healing his heart, and suddenly with a flick of his sleeves, Wuchenzi was lifted into a somersault, flew out, and fell on the ruins of the inn, letting out a strange scream. It turned out that a bloody human bone protruded from the rubble of broken bricks and rubble, piercing a hole in the palm of Wuchenzi's hand.

"Wuchenzi, do you remember, what did my master say when he sent you to whisk the dust?"

Wuchenzi turned over the rubble, kicked twice on the dead man, and snorted coldly: "Senior Xiao Rong said: 'Heaven has the virtue of a good life, and this dust is inextricably linked, in fact, the way of taking three lives and all things, only three ice silks are used, which is called Shanrou. You kill decisively, this kind and gentle dust will be given to you, I hope you will think twice before killing. 'I've always kept it a treasure, I'm sorry!'

Wuchenzi suddenly laughed twice, stared at the bare dust with only a few filaments left, and said with a hateful face: "The magic weapons of the Tianji Palace are piled up, but Xiao Rong perfunctory me with such rags, even Li An can cut it." ”

Feng Qingyan said solemnly: "The owner of this inn, the family is an ordinary person, you raised your hand, you gave them their lives, you are not worthy of using a treasure like Shanrou!" he said, stretched out his hand, and the dust flew out of the hands of Wuchenzi and hung in front of Li An.

Li An stretched out his hand to hold the dust, and heard the mantra taught by Feng Qingyan in his ears, he didn't have any mana at the moment, so he recited it silently, and the dust emitted a colorful light, and it returned to its original state in an instant, inextricably linked, wrapped around one of Wuchenzi's legs, and dragged the old miscellaneous hair to the ground with a gentle tug.

Su He pinched the trick with both hands, and the light sword came out, the wind and clouds changed color, and he slashed several times, but the white was not strong at all, but there was no dust screaming again and again.

"Are you convinced?" Li An faintly understood, this kindness and gentleness, with a compassionate heart to urge, every wisp of it, is extremely tenacious. If you are thirsty for killing and fighting, you will not be able to exert your power at all.

Wuchen Lao Dao shook his head and said, "It's because this sword is not sharp enough, take your Ziwei sword." ”

Li An threw the Ziwei sword over, held it in his hand, and the palm of his hand was suddenly like fire moxibustion, and the sword spirit opened his mouth to curse again, and shouted loudly: "Old Zamao, Li An's waste is better than you!"

There was a sound of laughter all around, and even Li An felt that he couldn't hold it on his face, and thought: Death Sword Spirit, the master will put you in order sooner or later.

Wuchenzi's face was like frost, and he used the cultivation of the immortals to forcibly suppress the sword spirit, and waved the sword, the cold light was like a rainbow, and the lightning slashed down, and the dust was still undamaged, but he himself hissed, his eyes rolled white, and he almost fainted.

Ji Xin laughed and said, "Do you want to try the knife of no return?"

Wuchenzi shook his head and was speechless for a while. But anyone who can achieve the cultivation of immortals is a person with extraordinary perseverance and extraordinary understanding, and when he descends demons and destroys demons without dust, he never thinks about whether ordinary people like ants will suffer. At this time, I reflected on myself, and cold sweat trickled down.

Li An retrieved the Ziwei Sword, returned the dust to its original owner, and said with a smile: "Goodness is like water, the nature of water, dense and dense, perfect and soft, pervasive, nourishing all things." When it is quiet, moisturizing things silently, and water droplets wear stones. When angry, the waves are stormy, sweeping thousands of miles. Good and gentle dust, but also the most perfect and soft thing. If the Dao Master doesn't have good thoughts in his heart, how can he control it?"

Suddenly, I heard a Buddha horn, Master Lichen fell to the clouds, the moon-white robe was spotless, and he put his hands together and smiled: "Good, good, the little prince said it well." ”

Not far away, the little novice of the ten directions drove the wooden fish and came through the air. The tired old monster and Niu Huaiyi held a captive on the left and right, standing on top of the wooden fish.

The captive had a blue nose and swollen face, a spondent expression, and his jaw was removed by someone with a tendon-splitting hand. He was wearing the clothes of a disciple of Tianji Palace, but his face was very raw, and he didn't know him.

When the old monster saw Li An, he shouted from afar: "On behalf of the master, I caught a spy!" He didn't accept anyone, he was afraid of Li An, Li An ordered him and Niu Huaiyi to protect the disciples of the King Kong Gate, and he went obediently.

Niu Huaiyi said: "Your grandfather's! This imposter was obviously caught by Lao Tzu." He has poison hidden in his teeth, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's experience, would you be able to hold it alive?"

Li An held his forehead with one hand and said, "Brother Cao, give each of them a credit." Niu Huaiyi and the tired old monster cheered in unison. Li An said that there is a reward for remembering merit, you can choose money or medicine.

The Heart Devouring Gu on the old monster was locked by Li An with the Taiyi Heavenly Machine Mirror, and he was nailed to death with a golden needle tribulation, and now he is invited to return to the Netherworld, but he refuses to go back.

Only Li An has such a means in the world, and there were also a group of elders of the Netherworld Palace who went to the Medicine King Valley to ask for help, and all the famous doctors were helpless against the Heart Devouring Gu. Let's use the drug, the Gu worms are not stunned, and people are about to fall asleep for a long time; let's poison them, the Gu worms have not been poisoned yet, and the people will die first. Use acupuncture, the Heart Devouring Gu is very alert, and when it is dying, it bites off the host's heart pulse first......

A few months ago, the old monster who was tired of winning fell into the Heart Devouring Gu, and made a special trip to find Xu Zanghai, the Langya medical demon, saying that as long as it could be cured, he would not hesitate to use the coffin. The unreliable old guy's eyes lit up, and he was amazed, rubbed his fingers, took out the golden needle, and said, "Your Excellency, do you want to gamble, whether you live or die." "What are you kidding, the disgusted old monster didn't dare to bet on the terrible reputation of this bad miracle doctor.

The footsteps came one after another, and the disciples of the Tianji Palace turned back one after another, Zhang Shaoquan took a few steps forward and reported something to Li An in a low voice.

Everyone became nervous again, and they sacrificed magic weapons one after another. Ten Thousand Swords Villa's Zhuang Master Xiu Wannian stood up and said loudly: "Li An has brutalized his fellow Daoists, and his crime is extremely heinous, so I implore the Heavenly Machine Palace Master to clean up the portal!"