Around the Bamboo House.
Disciples of the Daze Sect holding lanterns or torches held weapons and were concentrating, and the air was filled with a faint aura of danger.
The blind old Taoist seemed completely unaware and kept a smile on his face.
The young master had no expression on his face:
"I remember that you landed on the island with the so-called 'successor of calligraphy' that day. Now that this person has kidnapped the saint and escaped, what do you say?"
abscond? Kidnapped the saint? The blind old Taoist's expression froze, and he could not contain his surprise.
Although he had a premonition that Ji Ping'an was weird, this development was indeed unexpected and illogical.
He frowned and said:
"Young Master, are you serious about this? We are both members of the Holy Cult, and this person is already married to a holy girl. Even if he is greedy for beauty, he can be used openly and openly. Why does he need to kidnap him? If you don't tell me, that Cai Xishi is unwilling to accept it. , it is more reasonable to carry out kidnapping.
Besides, if you want to find a new uncle, what's the point of looking for a poor man? In the past, we just met by chance in the black water swamp and came together. If this is a crime, then the nuns from Taohua Temple also came ashore that day. Could it be related to it? "
The old Taoist priest made righteous and stern accusations, but the young master was unable to refute for a while.
Of course he knew that landing on the island together did not mean that he was an accomplice. Otherwise, if the others had fled, how would the old Taoist priest be left behind?
It's just a test.
However, the expression on his face remained unchanged:
"Whether there is any connection, we will know after he is arrested. But before that, you have to go with me. If you have anything to say, tell my father face to face."
The blind old Taoist sighed, did not resist, and nodded happily.
He stepped forward with the soul lantern in hand, led the two female apprentices, and walked into the distance surrounded by a group of people.
However, not long after leaving, suddenly, a raging flame suddenly burst into flames in the distant building, and exclamations and shouts came one after another.
"Someone started a fire!"
The young master was startled and quickly turned around and rushed towards the fire.
But not far away, suddenly, a low, sharp whistle in the night sky tore apart the night.
The young master raised his head, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a dark red flying sword appeared in his field of vision from far to near!
"Enemy attack!" With a loud shout, the folding fan in his hand suddenly unfolded.
"Ding!!"
The palm-sized flying sword struck the fan, making a metallic collision sound.
The young master flew back like a cannonball, his energy and blood surged, and his expression was horrified.
I saw a young girl standing on top of a building not far away, holding hands together.
The flying sword missed a single hit and was controlled from afar, slashing at him crazily, forcing the young master to hurriedly resist:
"It's them! Those accomplices! Catch them!"
The other monks were waking up from a dream, and almost at the same time, they displayed their magical powers. One after another, huge lights and shadows, like invisible "cannonballs", were blasted at the enemy intensively.
On the eaves of the building, Yu Yuhei, who had torn off his disguise, had long straight hair flying, and his delicate pink and white face was angry:
"Do it!"
On the side, God Emperor Fang Shijie, who was carrying a bookcase and wearing a bamboo hat, laughed and ran out quickly, carrying a pillar-shaped stone pier on his shoulders, with cracked tiles under his feet, and threw his transport power forward:
"Here comes the little flying stick~"
A dark window lattice below was shattered. Huang He held the Seven-Star Sword and rolled it out. He put two fingers together and "wiped" on the sword, and the seven gems lit up one after another.
He raised his sword and pointed at the crowd: "Suppress!"
The ground of the long street paved with bricks and stones swelled, as if a strong wind was blowing, and the stone slabs were like falling leaves in the wind, overwhelmingly smashing towards the Daze Sect disciples.
Mu Yaoyao said "Hey ha", rushed out with a sliding shovel, and threw the green wood seal forward. The big seal expanded like a mountain in his breath and crashed down.
"Leave the young master and the Taoist priest to me!"
Yu Yu's eyes were red. While controlling the flying sword, he pulled out the triangular flag from his waist and threw it with his wrist!
Seeing that the situation was not good, the blind old Taoist immediately threw the soul lamp over his head, and then slapped the silver bell on his waist. The purple flame expanded and engulfed the three masters and disciples.
It turned into a flame, quickly left the battlefield, and fled into the distance.
There was only a "pop" sound left behind, and the flag was nailed to the place where he originally stood.
As soon as the flag fell to the ground, it fluttered in the wind. With it as the center, a bit of silvery gray sprang out and quickly traveled around the ground, gradually expanding its scope.
"Master..."
In the center of the escaped flames, three villains stood, and two girls were shocked and trembling:
"It's the maid sister, she is so strong..."
The blind old Taoist also cursed, pushed his speed to the limit, and muttered:
"Taoist Flying Swords, Array Flags...Where's the secret gathering agreed upon? Who is that kid?"
He suddenly realized that he still underestimated Ji Ping'an.
A maid with such strength, fighting back and forth with the young master of the Daze faction... was simply terrifying.
Turning around, he saw that although the two sides had started fighting, the Da Ze faction had the numerical advantage after all, and there was more than one Nine-breaking master in the team.
Despite Yu Yu's various spells, Fang Shijie rushed into the crowd with great strength, but in a short period of time, he still failed to capture the team.
After a slight delay, with loud shouts, figures came running towards him from a distance.
There were many believers who participated in the rally who lived nearby.
The leaders were the Poison Dragon Layman, the Yellow Turban Lishi and others.
With the addition of this group of people, the four-person team fell into a disadvantage and tended to be surrounded in the opposite direction.
"boom!"
Fang Shijie punched out, and illusory spiritual elements circled around his arm. There was a faint sound of dragons roaring and tigers roaring, and a monk's chest was dented and he flew backwards.
At the same time, he retreated back and met up with Yu Yu, Huang He and Mu Yaoyao who jumped off the ground, back to back.
He looked around and cursed:
"The disparity between us and the enemy is too great. I, the general... have never fought such a pitiful battle before!"
Yu Yu was very unconvinced but Yi Ran was not afraid.
Raising his hand, he grabbed the flying sword in his hand and pressed his other small hand on his waist:
"Don't worry, it really doesn't work..."
She was ready to reveal her trump card, but was stopped by Huang He:
"I believe in Young Master's arrangements. The fire has been set so high that reinforcements will definitely arrive."
"Reinforcements?" At this time, seeing the four people being surrounded, the embarrassed young master sneered:
"You think that when I dive into Jiao Island, you just leave and come at your will..."
The next second, a scream suddenly came from the distance, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
Are there really reinforcements?
As soon as this idea appeared, everyone only saw a figure in white coming from the distance.
The speed was extremely fast, but when everyone saw his appearance clearly, they couldn't help but be stunned. They saw that it was a strong man walking backwards through the air with his hands behind his back.
Wearing a Taoist robe, with Tai Chi and Bagua patterns embroidered on the back, and his black hair tied into a bun, he looked majestic, like a banished immortal descending into the world, and landed on the tip of the roof of the building next to him in the blink of an eye.
It can be seen that on the cornice of that corner, the clothes and robes are hunting and mysterious, and a low chanting sound comes from the mouth:
"Who is the peak at the end of the immortal road? When I see this holy way, it becomes empty..."
"Who is it?" The young master and the other monks were shocked, deeply shocked by these arrogant words.
Only Yu Yu in the circle had his delicate and rosy mouth stretched into an O-shape. His whole body was electrified. He was embarrassed for a long time and shouted angrily:
"Stop reading, start now!"
The Holy Son was greatly displeased, but still insisted on posing. He suddenly raised his right arm, spread his fingers, held it toward the sky, and said word by word:
"Thunder! Lord! Help! Me!"
Boom...
Dark clouds gathered, lightning flashed, and white and purple thunder fell from the sky. The lightning struck into the crowd, and dozens of demon sect members with low cultivation levels were instantly chopped into charcoal.
at the same time.
In the distance, two scholars with big swords roared towards them. The sword tips held up a semicircular air shield, and like a speeding train, they crashed into the crowd, and the monks were torn apart along the way.
Qin Leyou and Han Qingsong had stern expressions on their faces, and they drew their swords:
"Where are the disciples of Yunhuai Academy?!"
In the distance, sword lights roared towards each other.
Yu Kong, a famous Taoist disciple, was among them. The deacon who was leading the team looked at the Holy Son who was laughing wildly and stood in the middle of the thunder and shook his head.
Seeing Yu Yu on the ground again, he raised his hand and threw the flying sword like throwing chopsticks:
"The Taoist monks are here, and they can be captured without restraint!"
"Run away!" Master Poison Dragon was shocked and turned around to leave, but was pierced through the chest by the deacon's flying sword. He was the first to be swallowed by his stunned skills.
The young master's expression changed drastically and he ran away decisively. The situation was suddenly reversed, and the sound of fighting was loud.
In a pavilion in the distance.
The doors and windows were tightly closed. The ugly opera artist, wearing a crimson robe and a painted mask, was meditating and breathing out when he was finally awakened by the sound of fighting outside.
He stood up in confusion, opened the door and walked out of the house, and saw a large group of believers rushing past his door like a tide.
"What happened?!"
The performer asked in surprise. The next second, he happened to see a young Taoist priest, also wearing a mask, posing diagonally on the roof.
The performer asked in surprise. The next second, he happened to see a young Taoist priest, also wearing a mask, posing diagonally on the roof.
The two people's eyes happened to meet, and there was a brief silence. The Holy Son sneered:
"How dare such an ugly person imitate the dress of this Holy Son?"
He raised his finger, and from a distance, a thick, terrifying, and bright thunder light fell from the sky.
Colorist:? ?
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On the black water.
Below the side of the ship, the talismans posted shimmered, propelling the boat like an arrow from the string, breaking through the dark night, leaving the island behind.
"Do you have any other preparations?"
Xue Ji stood barefoot in the cabin, her long hair ruffled by the cold wind, her robes shaking like waves of wheat, the lantern swaying violently, and in the orange light, her fair skin was vaguely visible under her robes.
Ji Ping'an nodded gently and said:
"There are too many people from the Four Holy Sects on the island. If you want to wipe them out without moving out the big monks, you need some manpower and an opportunity. Although the Da Ze Sect is far inferior to the five major sects, it operates in Heishui Ze. Over the years, his strength far exceeds that of ordinary Jianghu sects.
Especially for its leader, there is information in the Qintian Prison. He has been sitting in the well many years ago. What's more, now that his spirit has recovered and he has received the blessing of magic power... Even if it is difficult to enter the sky contemplation in a short time, but In the well, the strength is also extremely strong. "
Xue Ji was not stupid, she understood instantly:
"So, you want to lure him off the island? To create opportunities for the rest of the team?"
Ji Ping'an nodded, raised his right hand with a smile, gently stroked the hair covering Xue Ji's face, and said:
"I know what you are worried about. Don't worry, I will take you out of here safely, just like I did back then."
Xue Ji's cheeks suddenly turned red, and she felt that the place touched by Ji Ping'an's fingers was burning.
As a demon witch, she always gives people the impression that she is cold and enchanting, and she can satirize any man equally.
Perhaps due to experience, she seems to have thorns all over her body, yearning for freedom and a broad world. No matter in her previous life or in this life, she treats most people without pretense and has never been associated with so-called good women.
She can kill people cruelly, treat all living beings indifferently, drink alcohol and roll dice, and when she gets interested, she will boldly release her charm, and then mockingly examine the appearance of men who are eager to make a fool of themselves.
But for some reason, in front of Ji Pingan, it seemed that he was no longer himself.
Just like this moment, after hearing his assurance, Xue Ji lowered her head and softly said "en", looking completely weak and dependent.
Unfortunately, before the strange atmosphere between the two could ferment, they were interrupted by a ship pursuing them from behind.
"Thieves, please leave!"
The two small boats broke through the waves of dark water and pursued them with dissatisfaction. The two sides kept getting closer.
On the boat, more than a dozen disciples of the Daze Sect were fully armed. At the same time, they raised their hands to grab water spears, and pushed them forward.
In an instant, like arrows swarming towards her, Xue Ji exclaimed and subconsciously reached out to pull the "husband" beside her, only to see Ji Ping'an raise her hand and press her.
A thick water shield rose behind the boat, blocking all the water spears.
"The Daze Sect is good at water-based Taoism, but it just so happens that as a star official, I also have a little knowledge of this water-control technique." Ji Ping'an explained with a smile.
Xue Ji instinctively showed her admiration. After seeing the Daze disciples behind her failing several rounds of attacks, they speeded up the boat and moved out an incense burner. Her expression suddenly changed and she said:
"Gu Insects! They want to use Gu Insects to control us! The furnace contains the blood of high-level Gu Insects. After being mixed and burned with special spices, it can suppress the cultists!"
Both lives suffered from the control of Gu insects, and Xue Ji had an instinctive fear of them.
However, the next second, she felt her trembling hand being held by a warm and dry hand.
She raised her head and saw Ji Ping'an giving her a "reassuring" look.
At the same time, it was not just an illusion or something else, Xue Ji seemed to notice that the Gu insect entrenched in her Qi sea had been awakened by the breath of the incense burner.
But in an instant, he fell asleep again.
"It's useless! Why aren't these two people affected?" A disciple of the Daze Sect came from behind and whispered in confusion.
Ji Ping'an held Xue Ji's silky and delicate hand, and when he turned back to look at the pursuers, his eyes no longer had gentleness, only indifference and majesty.
"Back off."
He spoke softly, as if a king were giving orders.
The golden Gu worm entrenched in his arm felt his will and worked hard to spread pressure.
Suddenly, the faces of the Daze Sect disciples turned pale at the same time, as if they had suffered from thousands of arrows piercing their hearts. They screamed and lost control of their bodies one by one, tilting their heads and falling into the cold lake water.
In the blink of an eye, the people in the two boats were swallowed up, as if they had never appeared.
Xue Ji stared at this scene blankly, not sure what kind of magic Ji Ping'an used, but she wisely did not ask, and instead said worriedly:
"By the way, there is a dragon entrenched at the bottom of the black water. Such a big movement may attract it."
That black dragon... Ji Ping'an remembered the scene where the black dragon attacked the fishing boat on the eve of landing on the island and was repelled by the blind Taoist.
He shook his head and said without explaining anything:
"It shouldn't come, at least not now."
Xue Ji listened to his calm and confident tone, nodded slightly, and then felt a strong sense of security, and leaned against him gently.
Ji Ping'an did not refuse.
It was a quiet night, and the boat was traveling through the deserted black water.
The starlight is thin, one boat, one lamp, a man and a woman quietly cuddling in the boat.
All the sounds disappeared, Xue Ji buried her head on the chest of the man beside her, and the cold autumn wind was also blocked.
There were thousands of things she wanted to say, but she couldn't utter even a single word.
He was even more worried that his messy thoughts and emotions would affect his thinking at such an emergency moment, so he just bit his lips and hugged her tighter.
A thought suddenly came to my mind:
Perhaps, even if someone catches up with him later and dies here, he will be satisfied.
But if the other party wants to take you back, then throw yourself into the lake.
No matter how powerful the Gu worms are in the body, they shouldn't be able to stop the suffocation of this vast lake, right?
"What are you thinking about?"
Ji Pingan suddenly pinched her neck with his fingers, as if he had read through her mind.
Xue Ji was so embarrassed that she hesitated for a moment and said harshly:
"I...I was thinking about when the leader of the Daze Sect would catch up..."
Immediately, Ji Pingan sighed softly:
"I'm afraid it's already here."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of water waves lapping from behind, like a sea tide.
Then, there was an old and cold voice:
"What a pair of bitches, they flirt with each other even when they are about to die, they are really shameless!"
Xue Ji was startled, raised her head suddenly, and looked back with Ji Ping'an, and saw a wave of waves rushing in under the thin starlight.
An old man walked on the waves:
He is wearing a dark green satin robe and a silver crown. He is over fifty years old. His eyebrows are thin and long, his face is white and beardless, and his eyes are in the shape of an inverted triangle, making him look particularly sinister.
It is the leader of the Daze Sect, the master of Qianjiao Island, and the veteran well-settling monk!
"Hide behind me." Ji Ping'an heard the sound and said, protecting the pale Xue Ji behind him, while he looked at the latter calmly and said teasingly:
"Have you forgotten the banquet you personally hosted not long ago? My husband and I were whispering, but you, an old man, came to take a peek. I don't know what it was called. How would you comment on it if outsiders knew about it?"
The old island owner had an expressionless face and was not angered by his words. Instead, he carefully examined the "heir of the calligraphy family" who had lost his disguise and became a stranger.
He felt that the person in front of him looked familiar, but he seemed to have never seen him before.
He said coldly:
"As expected, you are not the real 'successor of the calligraphy family'. I am very curious as to what your identity is."
After a pause, he shook his head again:
"You don't need to tell me. When I capture you for interrogation, I will know everything."
After saying that, he raised his right hand and pointed lightly, using the "golden worms" in his body to forcefully search for the inferior worms in the body of the dog and man in front of him.
However, the tried and tested control method failed unexpectedly.
Not only did Ji Ping'an fail, but even the saint Xue Ji was not affected at all.
The old island owner frowned.
"What are you looking for?" Ji Ping'an smiled, raised his palms, and slowly spread them out.
Under the starlight, a golden Gu worm lies obsequiously in the palm of his hand, forming a confrontation:
"Unfortunately, I also have the golden Gu."
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