On the morning of the 13th day of the spring lunar month, the capital city of Xiuzhou was in Nanping.
A magnificent sword light fell from the sky, like a flood, and instantly destroyed the "Xiayin Teahouse" in a remote place with a cold business, into ruins. The waiters and shopkeepers in the teahouse, as well as more than ten men and women living in the backyard , all were torn into pieces by the sword energy, and no one escaped.
The two temporary shops across the wall from Xiayin Tea House were not damaged.
The drastic change that occurred in broad daylight in the blink of an eye scared the pedestrians and shopkeepers on the street and fled in panic, screaming like a ghost, and attracted many people to come and watch.
"Can Ye violated the prohibition on the mountain and secretly raised low-level Qi practitioners. He has done evil to the world and is an unforgivable crime. I will go to the Nanping Enshrinement Hall to clean up Can Ye's remaining evildoers in the territory as a warning to others. This order will take effect immediately."
A hoarse man's voice sounded in the main hall of Xiuzhou Fucheng Enshrinement Hall.
After the sound stopped for a moment, an old man in the hall bowed his head and bowed his hands twice. After saying "Nanping Worship Hall respectfully abides by the law," the old man bowed twice more, stood up, and caught the words floating in from the air outside the hall. of a volume.
Unfolding the volume, the old man briefly scanned the previous content and stared at the last ancient seal character "Xing" on the left. When he touched it with his fingers, he could feel the cinnabar touch of the seal character. A little bit of true energy was poured into it, and the word "Xing" burst out. A sharp red light emitted, cutting the skin of the old man's fingers, revealing a trace of blood.
The old man verified the authenticity of the word "Xing", raised the volume, and shouted to all the subordinates in the palace: "Immediately summon back to the main hall of the enshrining hall in the capital, immediately summon the branches of the enshrining hall in all states, and immediately pursue Canye with the punishment order." Remnants, all the illegal forces that have any connection with Can Ye shall be uprooted and shall not be tolerated.”
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On the clouds high in the sky, stood a slovenly man in gray and white linen clothes with unkempt hair and an unsheathed sword behind his back. Hearing the orders from the old man below, a trace of disdain appeared in the corner of his mouth.
How could a man not know how to use a tiger's skin as a banner to eliminate dissidents?
People in the world are no less evil than those in the mountains. He was annoyed by this, but he couldn't kill all the people who couldn't go wrong. He raised the mud-yellow wine gourd in his hand and took a sip of wine.
There is no way to relieve worries but wine.
Drinks dripped down his tangled beard, and a large area of his clothes was soaked.
"It's so boring. I'm sent to wander around in this hellish place and am not allowed to go back to the mountain gate. I'm so drunk. None of the girls are attractive to me. There's not even one I can hit. Life is so hard, old man. Why don’t you beat me to death and calculate the ball?”
Under the man's feet was a grinning young killer, stepping on the clouds as if stepping on the ground.
The young killer had already said a lot of good things to beg for mercy, but he felt unbearable. He felt that the foot on his back was getting heavier and heavier, and soon the bones of his spine would be broken. He was so desperate that he just yelled, hoping that the other party would give him a happy.
"You are a bastard who was abandoned by your master. You have the ability to trample grandpa to death. How can you be a good man if you humiliate people like this?"
The sloppy man also had a weird temper. He picked up the killer who was stepping on him and spat the alcohol-smelling saliva on the killer's face. When he saw that the killer was free, he was too timid to rush forward and fight. He sneered with a sideways glance.
"Are you a human? You're a useless rat who hides in the dark and carries out vicious punches. Even if you're lucky enough to become a qigong practitioner, why don't you degenerate into the mortal world and become a killer? I'm going to look down on you. You're so shameless. You’re going to lose face on the mountain. Come on, come up here and I’ll punch you to death. Anyway, you’re such a scourge, you’re still a useless waste who ruins spiritual energy, so you might as well die.”
The young killer's face suddenly turned red, purple and white. He finally wiped his face and roared, "Go to hell, you bastard."
Stepping on the soft clouds, he used all his strength and punched the sloppy man in the chest who was scolding him viciously.
The sloppy man flipped off his sleeve in an understatement, extinguishing the killer's fist with a blazing flame that was useless. "Bang!", the young killer was knocked dizzy by the sleeve, and slipped unsteadily into the cloud, tumbling down and falling.
Seeing the river village below getting bigger and bigger, the young killer couldn't help but scream.
"Ahhh"
"Bang"
A human figure fell out of the ground, and the killer stood up in a daze, holding on to the dirt.
It's okay to fall from such a height
A slovenly man's disdainful voice came from the air: "Go to the desert. The Beast Prison will open next year. Use the Beast Prison Order to enter and break into it. If you come out alive, I will spare your life. If you dare to stay in the four countries, I will punch you to death next time I see you."
The killer picked up a bronze beast prison order that fell beside him, raised his head and glanced up, not daring to say any harsh words.
Who is willing to seek death if there is a glimmer of hope? He limped and walked northwest.
It’s just that there are a lot of rules on the mountain, so stay in the world and enjoy it more.
The sloppy man was lying on the clouds, lazily drinking, and muttered, "This kind of eggless coward can be killed so cleanly with one punch. Why should he keep it? There are some stinky rules passed down thousands of years ago that really need to be changed." changed"
Suddenly the slovenly man's expression changed, and his body shone brightly. He couldn't avoid a kick from the side.
"Bang", the sloppy man flew over ten feet sideways.
He held the wine gourd tightly in his hand to prevent a drop of wine from spilling. He stood up straight and shouted dissatisfied, "Uncle, please don't go too far. I just helped you chop that piece of shit Can Ye into a cripple with a sword." , you are crossing the river and burning the bridge too quickly, do you want me to help you next time?"
Xu Yunlou appeared on the clouds at some point and said with a smile, "Hey, you dare to say anything if you are still not convinced. Didn't your master teach you that the sky has eyes and trouble comes from the mouth? Come on, boy, I I'll give you an arm, and if you can hit me, you win."
There was also a huge demon rat on the cloud. It bared its teeth and shook its beard at the sloppy man. It was very dissatisfied with the "eggless rat" that the sloppy man had previously scolded.
"Forget it, forget it, you have old arms and legs, there's no point in beating you."
The sloppy man took a sip of his drink and realized that he had accidentally said the wrong thing and violated a taboo. He flew to the clouds and slapped away the demon rat that was blocking the way. He came closer and said thiefly, "Uncle, congratulations. , Congratulations on accepting a satisfactory female disciple from the ordinary world. When will you let me, the senior brother, recognize her, or help you train your junior sister? You are so busy."
Xu Yunlou raised his foot and kicked, "Your master exiled you for thirty years. I think it is too little. It should be at least three hundred years. You even dare to challenge your junior sister's ideas. I won't kill you."
The slovenly man dodged past and appeared more than ten feet away, shouting that he was wronged, and laughing and joking with no real expression on his face. He came over again, pushed aside the big rat that was persistently blocking the road again, and spoke righteously.
"Young junior uncle, aren't you going to visit Wanghai? As for the junior junior sister who remains in the mortal world, just leave it to me, the senior brother, to take care of you. When you come back, I will keep and give you a junior junior sister whose cultivation level has greatly improved."
Xu Yunlou smiled and said, "Okay, you are too bored anyway, so I can leave it to you and I can go on a trip without worries. Your junior sister is temporarily placed in Sihuang City. You can recognize it at a glance. I have exerted some influence on her." A little magic to cover up. Let’s go, nephew Yurao, you don’t have to send me away.”
Shi Yurao watched his junior uncle disappear like this. The big rat was still baring its teeth at him, and he snorted angrily, "If it's an eyesore again, I'll cut off your balls."
There was a flash of gray light, and the clouds were clean.
Shi Yurao grabbed his messy hair and said in confusion, "It's strange. My junior uncle's expression sounds like he dug a hole to bury me. Could it be that my junior sister is so ugly that she has an upturned nose and windy ears?" , my eyesight is not good, I have to go to Sihuang City to have a look, hey, why am I so miserable, I will just count the ball after death."
Xiao Wumo was choosing vegetables under the eaves of the house in the east wing. He sneezed twice in a row and took a look at the bright spring scenery in the yard. It didn't look like it was going to rain. He muttered, "It must be Lady Liu who is saying bad things about me behind my back. Humph, you're a bad person." "
Chang Siguo said the title of Lady Liu inadvertently, and Wu Mo remembered it.
She thought this title was too good, and she had been calling it this secretly these days, but she didn't dare to do so in person, fearing that the unkind black-clad guard next to Empress Liu would hurt her.
At this time, Chang Siguo was sitting in a huge stone pool. The turbid liquid mixed with medicine in the pool flooded up to his chest. The strong smell of medicine filled the entire practice room, which was not very pleasant.
There is a closed stone stove below the pool, and some small fireworks are coming out.
The stove is open outside the wall, and someone is watching to slowly add firewood to keep the flame neither too big nor too small.
Chang Siguo was wearing only a pair of calf trousers, closing his eyes and silently soaking in the medicine, using his true energy to flush out the impurities loosened by the medicine in his body and relieve the skin sting caused by the medicine.
The water was steaming with steam, but he didn't find it too uncomfortable. Compared with the pain that the killer, who pretended to be a messenger, had done to him in the end, causing flames and burning bones, this little itching pain was nothing.
Every quarter of an hour, he would shrink into the potion and hold his breath for a word, so that the top of his head could be soaked.
This happens over and over again, and the whole morning passes.
The tall old man pushed open the wooden door and walked in. He put his hand in the stone pond water to feel the temperature and medicinal power of the water. He saw that the black boy was completely immersed in the water and motionless. Fine bubbles appeared on the skin all over his body. His old face with grooves showed a hint of comfort at seeing the same kind of people. The smile immediately subsided and he knocked on the pool.
In the morning it was just appetizers, and in the afternoon it was the meaty dinner.
"dinner time.",,
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