Old Man Ma took a puff of his dry cigarette and smashed it in his mouth, "Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect you to become such a free-spirited bird now."
The kid in golden clothes held the back of his head with both hands and chuckled, "Isn't it wonderful to do whatever you want?"
Old Man Ma smiled and said: "You can do whatever you want without breaking the rules. This is probably your current situation."
The kid in golden clothes snorted coldly.
After Old Man Ma sat down, he lightly knocked the cigarette stick on the ground. A ripple appeared in the yard. With Old Man Ma as the center, everything within a few miles appeared strangely still.
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At the countryside school's thatched cottage, the Confucian scholar in blue and the swordsman in white noticed the change, but they were not affected by the change and could still move freely.
Li Qi turned to look at the Confucian scholar beside him and asked what was going on?
Lu Ran waved his sleeves and the surrounding environment returned to normal. He smiled and said, "Nothing, just an old senior catching up with old friends."
Li Qi rolled his eyes and said angrily: "You scholars like to play riddles. Can you imitate us knights in the world of pleasure and revenge?"
Lu Ran laid out the chess board and said to Li Qi: "Why don't you come and play a few moves with me? Let's see if your chess skills improve."
Li Qi's head suddenly became as big as a bucket.
Although Li Qi is quite accomplished in playing chess and is a rare chess master, he is an impatient person who can't sit still and gives up whenever he is about to win.
"I'll slip away first, you go to bed early."
In a flash, Li Qi was nowhere to be seen in the main hall.
Lu Ran laughed it off and sat upright on the table, watching the wind and water on the chessboard and the ups and downs of the mountains and rivers.
A black dot suddenly appeared on the chessboard and kept enlarging. Lu Ran frowned and looked up out of the window, the disgust in his eyes unmistakable.
He finally said coldly: "Leave quickly!"
Thousands of miles away from the town, a group of monks were flying in the air, heading towards the town. Because the speed was too fast, a string of clouds flew across the sky.
Several of them have vicious looks, and their evil aura is even more difficult to control. Just by looking at their faces, you can tell that they are not righteous people.
One of them, a tall and lanky man with a haggard face, said to the people behind him: "Ahead is Longquan Town. I would like to remind you in advance that the town is full of weirdness. Be careful after entering the town. Don't let yourself get hurt by that time." I don’t even know why I died.”
A tall and strong man laughed and said: "Mr. Liu, don't worry, with the skills of a few of us, not to mention ordinary monks, even the people from the sect on the mountain are no match for us. If there is anyone who doesn't have a good eye, then Just give him a knife and chop it into pieces."
There were five or six people beside the bald man, all of them laughing happily and with ferocious smiles.
Although these few people are only at the fifth level of spiritual gathering, monks like them, who have been fighting around in the rivers and lakes, are not licking blood from the edge of their swords. They are responsible for human lives and have a heavy evil spirit that cannot be compared to ordinary monks. Monks in the same realm He is not their opponent, not to mention that if several people join forces, not only the Formation Pill Realm, but also the Huizhen Realm can fight with them.
The tall and thin man named Mr. Liu frowned slightly but did not deny it.
Several people suddenly felt like they were facing a formidable enemy. A huge coercion came from the sky, instantly slamming the flying people to the ground and exploding with a bang. A big hole was created in the ground, and several people were killed. Nailed to death in the big pit.
After everyone stood up swaying, they all spat out a mouthful of blood. The bald man from before wiped his mouth, looked around, eyes wide with anger, and roared: "Damn it, who doesn't have eyes, give it to me quickly!" Get out! Kowtow a few times to the uncle, and I may leave your body intact."
There was silence everywhere except for a gust of evening wind.
The tall, thin man named Liu had cold eyes.
A snow-white palm appeared in vain high in the sky, covering the sky and the sun, with a myriad of phenomena. It suddenly fell from top to bottom with bursts of snow-white brilliant light, and smashed the bald man into the ground with his palm. The bald man was covered in blood and was instantly After passing out, all the seven tendons and eight meridians were broken, and there was no hope of recovery.
A towering Dharma statue with the appearance of a pure white Confucian scholar appeared in vain, hovering in the sky. The snow-white sleeves of the Dharma statue rose without wind, and it was pure and white. The Dharma statue suddenly opened a pair of golden lights, and lowered his eyes to look at the few people in the pit. .
Everyone was scared out of their wits at this time, and a few strong men in their mid-20s were shaking like chaff.
It was Mr. Liu who stood up first, trembling all over, bowing in Confucian bow, bending to the end, extremely pious, and said in a trembling voice: "Junior Liu Chengming, please show mercy, if there is any offense, I hope that Mr. Saint will not care about villains." Pass."
He remembered that when he left earlier, someone had reminded him that there was a Confucian sage sitting in that small town and asked him to be more careful.
But at that time, Liu Chengming only regarded it as a trivial matter and did not remember it, because in his memory, Confucian monks mostly followed the rules and would not easily break the rules. The Confucian sage from Longquan Town struck out with a fatal blow, and the bald man was knocked unconscious without even being able to hold his face.
Liu Chengming kept hunched over and did not dare to raise his head, while several strong men behind him were curled up and shivering, already scared to death.
After a long time.
"Retreat quickly!"
The dharma image slowly spoke, and the four words exploded like spring thunder.
Liu Chengming felt relieved and saluted with a Confucian scholar's salute: "Sir, don't worry, I will take them away from here immediately. I will be deeply moved by your great kindness and kindness and will never forget it!"
The majestic voice sounded again, accompanied by bursts of thunder.
"You are not allowed to set foot in the town for a hundred years."
After that, the Dharma image disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never appeared.
After a long time, without any movement, Liu Chengming breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, his back was already wet with sweat.
One of the big men trembled and asked Liu Chengming, "Mr. Liu, are you safe now?"
Liu Chengming glanced at the bald man who was still unconscious and said in a deep voice: "Take Tian Dajin and withdraw from this world immediately. Don't discuss this matter in the future."
As for the so-called blessings of chance, your life is almost gone, why do you still care about it? What's more, there is a Confucian sage sitting in the town. I am afraid that when the King of Heaven comes, all these opportunities will be his.
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In the courtyard of Xia Chengyi's old house.
At this time, Old Man Ma sat on the bench, took out a handful of shredded dry tobacco and put it on, smashing it and continuing to smoke and puff away the smoke. The old man's addiction to smoking was getting bigger and bigger, and he never left his hand every day.
Although it was late at night, the yard was as bright as day, with flowers and green leaves blooming all around, just like in warm spring, and there were even a few butterflies flying among the flowers.
Xia Qingfeng sat on the bench and said with a smile: "What, do you want to scare me with this kind of move? Don't forget who was specialized in this magical power of heaven and earth. When you see me, you have to call me Grandmaster, come on , Shout out to Grandmaster."
The magical power of heaven and earth mentioned by Xia Qingfeng is a kind of using one's own spiritual energy to build a world isolated from heaven and earth. In this world, the person who casts the spell is like a god hanging in the sky, and every thought and movement can be transformed into the way of heaven. . The person who invented this magical power was Xia Qingfeng's previous life, Zhenwu Immortal Lord. In ancient times, there were rumors that the small world evolved by Zhenwu Immortal Lord could accommodate hundreds of millions of mountains and rivers, and it had become another vast world.
Old Man Ma twitched his lips, "Why are you acting like a rogue now?"
Xia Qingfeng made a face at him, "I am me and he is him. Don't confuse us."
Old Man Ma sneered a few times, "We are not going to merge the two into one in the future. Don't think that you can escape now that you have become a sword spirit. I don't know the calculations in your mind. You think you can escape." ?”
Xia Qingfeng slapped the old man on the head and said angrily: "How can the old man speak? He can't say a single good word in his mouth. He is already a man with bones. Only his head is still exposed in his body. People outside Tu are still talking about life and death every day."
Then he covered his ears and said to himself: "It's bad luck!"
If the rabbit spirit saw this scene on the side, he would be scared to pieces. Xia Qingfeng, who looked like a child, dared to slap the great immortal on the head, and it seemed that the great immortal had no intention of getting angry.
Old Man Ma smoked a dry cigarette and remained motionless.
Xia Qingfeng suddenly waved his hand, "Okay, okay, you guessed it right, right?"
Old Man Ma blew out a smoke ring and said, "Why do you do this?"
Xia Qingfeng tilted his head and asked curiously: "You don't know?"
In his opinion, the old man must have figured out all the ins and outs for appearing like this at this moment, but at this moment, it seems that he has only figured out half of it, and the other half has not been figured out?
Old Man Ma blew out the last puff of thick smoke, put the cigarette stick on his waist, shook his head and said: "I'm not a god, how can I know everything."
Xia Qingfeng couldn't help rolling his eyes. If you weren't a god, there would be no gods in the world.
Old Man Ma was silent for a while, then suddenly said something for no reason, "Why did you choose to protect Xia Chengyi?"
At this time, Xia Qingfeng was jumping around chasing a butterfly. After catching it with one hand, the butterfly suddenly turned into a brilliant light and flew out of the sky, streaking across the sky like a shooting star.
After hearing what Old Man Ma said, Xia Qingfeng shook his head and said, "I'm happy! Can you control it?"
"Do you know the consequences of becoming this kid's sword spirit? People like him who can't control their luck will only lead to death. You are harming him in disguise."
Xia Qingfeng suddenly became unhappy, what a coward! If you dare to belittle the master in front of you, as a sword spirit, you have to guard the door for the master no matter what!
So Xia Qingfeng glared, put his hands on his hips and said angrily: "Old man, I've tolerated you for a long time! What do you mean when you say I can do it, my master? Believe it or not, I risk my life to have a lose-lose situation with you? Don't think so. I'm afraid of you!"
