Chapter 136: The little ghost is difficult
The old man put down the teacup and looked at Luo Chuan: "One price, five cars of yin coins." β
"Sure enough, Hades is so good that the little ghost is difficult. How dare you speak. Luo Chuan sneered.
"You're right. The middle-aged man on the left smiled playfully: "We are the little ghosts outside the Apocalypse Capital." But if you don't serve us comfortably, you won't want to enter the Apocalypse Capital for the rest of your life. β
"As the saying goes, wealth is not exposed, you are a fledgling and inexperienced, and we have taught you a lesson. The five cars of yin coins are used as tuition. At least we left you a car. The middle-aged monk on the right made no secret of the greed in his eyes.
The three monks were stunned by Luo Chuan's thoughts. They didn't enter the Heavenly Apocalypse Jing Daoist monks at all, and they couldn't even enter the Nine Ranks, but even if the disciples of Tianhua Palace and the Southern Shadow Sect came alone, they would not be able to escape their extortion and exploitation after passing through the Teleportation Dao Academy, not to mention that the young monk in front of them came from the Void Mountain Realm of the Rising West Mountain.
Luo Chuan coldly swept over the three monks, and took out all the six carts of Yin coins with a mistake before, although he was a little reckless, but he didn't think it was a big deal. But I didn't expect to encounter such a thing.
He only made this trip to save Zhou Buchen, and he didn't want to do much.
After a moment of silence, Luo Chuan took out the Guru Dragon Talisman from the storage ring and put it in front of the three of them.
"Do you know it?"
The golden rune flashed with light, and the dragon roared, gathering the four big characters "Master of the Ryuk Kingdom" in the air.
The faces of the three monks who supervised the Teleportation Academy changed drastically, and they stared at the Guru Dragon Talisman in disbelief.
"Huang Lao, that's, that's...... Master Dragon Fu?" The middle-aged monk on the left looked at Luo Chuan in horror and said.
"If you have the Guru Dragon Talisman, according to the etiquette law, you need to take the honor guard of the Sanpin Taoist official and send it to Tianqijing with the Frog Flying Car. β
"Huang Lao, what should we do! We have hit an iron plate this time! If this master tells the above about this, we will all have our power revoked...... This is still the most haode end!"
Looking at the three people with panicked eyes, Luo Chuan took back the Guru Dragon Talisman and walked out. Lao Liuwang didn't brag, this master dragon talisman really worked.
Staring at Luo Chuan's back, the old man's face changed, his eyes flickered, and he suddenly let out a burst of daxiao: "haha...... Master Liuguo: This Dao has guarded the teleportation circle for so many years, and has seen thousands of monks, but I have never heard of a monk in the Void Dan stage who can become a master of a country. Little thief, where did you steal this Guru Dragon Talisman?"
Luo Chuan turned a deaf ear and walked out.
"Bold!"
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A cold cheer sounded from behind him, and Luo Chuan forcibly suppressed his anger.
These three little ghosts in front of the Apocalypse are greedy and bold, and there is no reason to talk about it.
Behind the red sandalwood hall, there is a faint light.
That's the exit. Luo Chuan's pace quickened.
"Haha, boy, do you really think that you can get out? Xia Zuru is like a law!
Luo Chuan frowned, cast the Thunder Escape Technique, turned into a purple thunder light, and flew forward.
In an instant, a bronze wall rose at the exit of the main hall, and the wall was engraved with dense patterns. As soon as Luo Chuan touched the wall, the brilliance suddenly bloomed, and the majestic force struck, booming, knocking Luo Chuan out.
Outside the Rosewood Hall, the young monks were talking about each other, and although they had been waiting for more than an hour, they were still talking enthusiastically about the local tyrant who had just entered the hall.
I heard a loud noise coming from the hall, and then a figure flew out upside down, as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it had swept through the huge square, and its head hit the blue jade teleportation array platform.
Boom!
There was another loud bang, and the remaining strength spread, and the entire Dao Courtyard shook slightly.
The monks waiting in line were pale and silent. This is an extremely miserable collision, and they only feel that their heads hurt, let alone the parties involved.
This unlucky ghost will not survive nine times out of ten.
The Yuexing Sect disciple at the end of the team suddenly exclaimed, "Ah! It's a local tyrant!"
"What's going on?"
"Why did the local tyrant fly out?"
"I don't know!"
Three figures appeared on the steps in front of the main hall.
The old man surnamed Huang, who was standing in the middle, looked around at everyone and sneered: "This son is unknown, stealing huge wealth, and after being found out by us, he became angry and broke into the teleportation courtyard. Now, it has been corrected by us. β
The monks in the square were silent, glancing at Luo Chuan, who was unknown to him next to the teleportation array from time to time, with sympathy on their faces.
Although they are young, they can walk outside all the year round, and compared with the disciples in the sect who are not involved in the world, they are all familiar with the world, and they know the cats in the teleportation courtyard.
The old man surnamed Huang said nonsense, almost no one believed it. Nine times out of ten, the local tyrant refused to pay bribes, which annoyed the three supervising monks and was assassinated by the three people.
This kind of thing has long been common in the Teleportation Academy.
"All of you here are witnesses. The middle-aged man on the left said quietly.
"This man is killing himself and has nothing to do with us. If someone asks how this person died, do you know how to answer him?" the middle-aged monk on the right looked around at the crowd, his tone threatening.
"Kill your uncle. A cold voice rang out from afar.
The old man surnamed Huang was stunned for a moment, and saw that the young monk who had thought that he had died on the teleportation array platform was rubbing his scalp, standing up, his eyes bursting with danmang, and looking at him.
"The local tyrant is still alive?"
"It's a hard life!"
"That's a green jade stone! How hard is the scalp of the local tyrant!"
The old man surnamed Huang snorted and smiled mysteriously: "If you die, you can still be a hundred." It's a pity that you're still alive. According to the laws of the Great Xia Dao, stealing huge wealth, bribing and supervising the envoys failed, and forcibly breaking into the teleportation courtyard, such a felony is enough to use a thunder fire knife to peel the skin and cut the bones, cut it with a thousand knives, and die in 7749 days of piercing the heart. β
A sarcastic smile appeared on Luo Chuan's face, and he walked towards the Rosewood Hall step by step: "What a big crime." Obviously, you are bold and reckless, forcibly accepting bribes, and treating the laws of Great Xia as nothing. Do you really think everybody is stupid?"
"The evidence is conclusive, do you still want to deny it?" The old man surnamed Huang was condescending, looking down at Luo Chuan, and sneered: "There are both human and physical evidence, no matter how clever you are and what you say, no one will believe you." β
Luo Chuan laughed angrily: "You know my identity, but you still dare to say this, and frame me for no reason." On that basis alone, you are already in great trouble. β
Thinking of the master dragon talisman on that face, the old man surnamed Huang's face turned pale, and the middle-aged monks on both sides showed nervousness at the same time.
The masters of the kingdom of the Tiannan Domain were all canonized by the monarch on behalf of the heavens, second only to the national teachers of the Xia and Zhou dynasties, and enjoyed the treatment of more than three grades in the Great Xia Dynasty.
And the three of them, as the superintendent of the teleportation array, although they can be the king and hegemon in the teleportation courtyard, they can't really get into the nine grades, and they are the least in the Great Xia Dao officials. Compared to Master Tiannan, it is more than one earth and one heaven.
The young man's bearing, words and deeds, including his unscathed collision with the bluestone, are all full of mystery. Even if you are not the master of the Ryuk Kingdom, it has a lot to do with it, otherwise how can you have the Guru Dragon Talisman?
Thinking of this, the three of them sweated slightly on their foreheads, and passed a grim look to each other.
So far, he can only kill people and kill people, and he must not let this son out of the teleportation courtyard.
How could Luo Chuan not detect the killing intent of the three of them.
He originally planned to enter the Apocalypse Capital in a low-key manner and act in secret, but unfortunately it backfired, and now he can only break out.
The sleeves of the robe rolled up without wind, and a killing intent rose from behind Luo Chuan,
The monks in the square all changed color, and the monks of the Yue Xing Sect at the end of the team looked at Luo Chuan in a complicated way, and secretly transmitted: "Fellow Daoists, you must not do it, the Teleportation Dao Academy is their territory, and whether it is a dragon or a tiger, you have to lie on your stomach! β
Luo Chuan smiled at the man, and in an instant, there was already a coldness in his eyes, and he turned into a wind shadow, and instantly swept through the huge white jade square and rushed straight to the red sandalwood hall.
"You can all see that he killed himself. β
The old man surnamed Huang shouted loudly, and the two middle-aged monks, one on the left and one on the right, turned into two rays of light and intercepted Luo Chuan.
In an instant, the three of them were close.
The middle-aged monk on the left had a flying sword in his palm, and the sword burst out, but it turned into stars in the middle and besieged Luo Chuan from all directions. The monk on the right pinched the seal method, and a Aoki ghost demon stepped out of the air, waved eight arms, and smashed his head and face towards Luo Chuan.
Just looking at this aura, Luo Chuan knew that the methods used by the two of them were at least seven-grade talents.
The Great Xia monks who guarded the teleportation array were able to master the seven-grade methods that ordinary elite disciples of the sect did not necessarily have, and the heritage of the Great Xia Dynasty could be seen.
Luo Chuan stopped, and his body emerged inch by inch from the wind shadow.
The monk who summoned the flying sword was overjoyed, and with a stretch of his wrist, the dots of Danmang converged into a tide, washed over the distance, and hit Luochuan.
"Bluffing, that's all there is to it. "The old man surnamed Huang hahadaxiao.
Most of the monks in the square shook their bodies, and their faces showed a look of pain.
The next moment, everyone was stunned.
The sound of gold and stone clashing came and went, and the dense sword light seemed to have encountered an iron wall, and it was forced to fly out by Luo Chuan's body. And Luo Chuan's bare skin outside the robe was as smooth as ever, without even a trace of scarring, faintly exuding a jade-white luster.