The short-bearded monk did not expect that someone would do something so openly and openly in Linyuan City. Even though this was just a remote alley in Linyuan City, it was still in Linyuan City, under the nose of Jianzhai.
The oil-paper bag he was carrying was still swaying with his walking pace, and it was hurriedly lifted up before the upward arc fell.
Due to the sudden attack, the short-bearded monk could only raise his hand reflexively, and a spiritual shield appeared on his body.
The jade pendant hanging around his waist also made a clear clicking sound.
The two layers of protection had no effect at all, but the short-bearded monk who was in the middle stage of foundation building had his spiritual power stagnant at the sound of the bell, and then the two layers of protection were easily broken.
Thunder light and sword light intertwined and buried the short-bearded monk.
Neither the sword light nor the thunder light had the intention of hurting anyone, but it also made it difficult for the short-bearded monk to use his spiritual power for a while, and he completely lost his ability to resist.
And at this moment, thousands of snow-white whisk threads were like agile white snakes, swimming and wrapping the short-bearded monk into a cocoon, with only one head exposed.
boom!
The short-bearded monk, whose legs were also wrapped in whisk silk, could not stand steadily and fell to the ground with a staggering plop.
At this time, the short-bearded monk recovered from the influence of the thunder and sword light. However, the short-bearded monk who had been wrapped up in a ball could not break free even if he restored the operation of his spiritual power.
He could only look up bitterly at the figures turning around the street corner.
"Who are you! How dare you commit murder in Linyuan City!" The short-bearded monk was not too afraid, because he found that these people in front of him did not even arrange a barrier to block the fluctuations of the aura. In other words, the sword The monks in Zhai will soon discover the abnormal spiritual energy fluctuations here.
By then, I won’t know who is responsible.
Therefore, the expression on the short-bearded monk's face was very calm, and he was even in the mood to question the people who attacked him.
A jade-white seal floated quietly in Lingchu's palm, with looming purple thunder snakes swimming around it, unusually agile.
Looking at the short-bearded monk who was tightly bound by Mo Huai's fly whisk, a thoughtful look appeared on Lingchu's face.
Just now, when the short-bearded monk lost his ability to resist, the Divine Seal of Lei Ze moved.
As the master of the thunder seal for so many years, Lingchu's understanding of this seal has gradually deepened. Such reactions indicate that this short-bearded monk has either practiced evil magic or is not a human race!
Judging from the previous remarks of this person in Baihe Tower, Lingchu is more inclined to the latter guess.
This person may not be human.
However, if this is the case, this matter is really interesting.
First, apart from the moment just now, from the White Crane Tower to now, the Lei Ze Divine Seal has never had any abnormal movement towards this monk.
Secondly, whether it is Luoyao City or Linyuan City, at every city gate of these cities, there is an all-direction Tongxuan mirror hanging, which is also commonly known as the demon mirror. This mirror can not only reflect evil demons, but also It can also illuminate the true body of the demon clan.
Even if you are a demon cultivator in the Nascent Soul realm, without any special method or magic weapon, you may not be able to completely cover your figure in front of the demon mirror.
This is why Luoyao City and Linyuan City dare to allow people to walk freely in the city. If the demon clan can enter and exit at will, there will be no safe zone.
It is precisely because of the existence of these demon mirrors that everyone does not worry about the identity tokens entering and exiting the formation being taken away by demon beasts and sneaking in.
You know, even after passing the big formation, there is still a demon mirror at the city gate.
If the monk in front of him is really a monster, then it is an extremely serious matter to be able to hide it so well.
This shows that Luoyao City and Linyuan City, or in other words, all other cities in the cultivation world, may be mixed into the demon clan.
Moreover, it is still impossible to distinguish them with a demon mirror, and ordinary demon-seeking pots are useless.
Obviously, Jiang Yanzhi seemed to have noticed something was wrong. In his slender palm, a pot with a round mouth and a wide body turned gently in a circle, and then stayed quietly in Jiang Yanzhi's palm without any movement.
"Monster-seeking pot?" Mo Huai and others who followed him naturally saw Jiang Yanzhi's movements. Mo Huai was controlling the whisk in his hand without any distraction, but he still sent a message to ask.
"Just now, there was something strange about Qingwei," Jiang Yanzhi said to everyone, "My Qingwei Sword was made with evergreen thunder bamboo, and it is quite sensitive to evil auras."
Evergreen Thunder Bamboo.
This is an extremely rare and precious spiritual material for refining weapons. The conditions for the birth of this bamboo are extremely harsh. Only bamboo that grows from dead trees that have been struck by lightning can be called Thunder Bamboo. And because bamboo The colors are different and are called green thunder bamboo or purple thunder bamboo.
No matter what color the thunder bamboo is, it is rare, not to mention that it is thousands of years old.
The magic weapon refined from this kind of spiritual material is extremely tough, and it also has its own thunder method. And because of the evil-killing nature of the thunder, it is indeed sensitive to the induction and restraint of evil spirits.
"Indeed, at that moment, my thunder seal also moved." Following Lingchu's voice transmission, the thunder seal suspended in the air also gently bloomed with dark purple thunder.
"Who is acting so recklessly in Linyuan City!"
Before several people could discuss and come to a conclusion, there was a sharp shout coming from the sky, followed by a sharp sword light.
The short-bearded monk who fell on the ground naturally saw the sword light. When he heard the sharp shout, the look of hatred on his face instantly turned into a look of joy. He quickly shouted for help toward the sword light, "Jianzhai." Senior, here, here! Help me! Help! Senior!"
While shouting, the short-bearded monk suddenly realized something was wrong. He found that there was no look of fear on the faces of the murderers in front of him.
Thinking back to the past, these people attacked him openly and openly, without even setting up a barrier, and even exposed their heads carelessly, without any intention of covering up.
It seems...it seems that he is not worried about the people from Jianzhai coming over at all.
In other words, what they want is someone from Jianzhai!
The short-bearded monk thought a lot in the flash of lightning, and then thought more. As he thought about it, he didn't know what he thought of, and the joy on his face faded away, and became a little dark.
When the short-bearded monk saw the coming Jindan Master of Jianzhai Jindan and the several people who were attacking him, his face instantly softened. He saluted and called, "Uncle Master."
Then I heard a young man pointing at him and saying softly, "Take him back and conduct a detailed interrogation and search. I'm afraid this person is a demon."
The short-bearded monk suddenly felt that the world in front of him went black, and he screamed in his heart, "My life is at stake."
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