After the green light flashed, a small metal ball with a bumpy and numb surface appeared in Taoist Qingyang's hand.
Injecting spiritual power into the ball, the metal ball expanded as if inflated. When fully expanded, it was revealed to be a pair of sleeveless soft armor made of countless buckles.
Taoist Qingyang took out a blank piece of talisman paper from his sleeve and stuffed it into the soft armor, then threw the soft armor into the air. He pinched the talisman with his left hand and pointed toward the sky. A purple thunder shot out from his fingertips and hit the soft armor.
The purple thunder disappeared in a flash, and the soft armor fell into the hands of Taoist Qingyang again.
"Please take a look at Rong Baotou."
Taoist Qingyang took out the talisman that had just been stuffed into the soft armor, but it was intact without any signs of burning.
"This object was obtained by Pindao from an ancient ruins. It can completely isolate spell attacks below level seven. Not only that, but according to Pindao's intuition, this object should have other magical uses. However, in recent years, he has been involved in secular affairs. But there is no extra time and energy to study it. Such wonderful things are gathering dust here in Pindao, so it is better to give them to Rong Baotou or restore their brilliance."
The spiritual power injected by Taoist Qingyang has been exhausted, and now the soft armor has curled up into a small ball again.
Rong Fei looked at the ugly metal ball with cold eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly lowered, and his contempt was self-evident.
Although these three items taken out in succession are not considered extraordinary things by Taoist Qingyang. But don't forget that Taoist Qingyang was born in Qiankun Temple. To him, objects that are inconspicuous are rare treasures to practitioners outside the Four Ultimate Holy Lands.
The current situation of Jixian Division is worse than that of some small sects.
Therefore, seeing Rong Fei's expression, the good-tempered Taoist Qingyang couldn't help but feel a little sad.
I secretly thought that this person was too greedy.
As the saying goes, there are no more than three things to do, so just give up when things are good.
Rong Fei's expression was just for show to Taoist Qingyang. He knew in his heart that he could squeeze out so much oil and water. Although he didn't know the value of these three things, he guessed that they should not be cheap.
The key thing is that what he wants most has been obtained legitimately.
So he sighed reluctantly.
"It stands to reason that Murong Qiushui has violated the laws of the country and should be punished according to the laws. But for the sake of Taoist Qingyang's deep love for him, I will let the arrest go and let the matter go. But I have something to say first. , only this time, it won’t happen again.”
After saying that, he turned around and shouted behind him.
"Someone, bring Murong Qiushui out."
As early as when Taoist Qingyang entered the door, all the detectives from the Jixian Division gathered at the window on the second floor to take a peek, waiting to see how the new arrester Rong would end up.
I never thought that the visitor from Qiankun Temple, who I thought would be domineering, turned out to be respectful and submissive. He didn't have the majesty that the Four Ultimate Holy Land should have.
In fact, with such an idea, the detectives of the Ji Xian Division fell into a misunderstanding.
Ji Xian Si is indeed a phoenix that has shed its hair now, allowing cats and dogs in the cultivation world to bully him at will, but this situation is limited to low-level disciples with seventh, eighth or ninth grade cultivation. Any cultivator who has broken through to the realm, although they look down on Ji Xian Si in their hearts, they will not go too far on the surface, especially in the capital of Dayan, where Yu Qingzhi is in charge and is shrouded by the Five Ultimate Formation.
This kind of thing is like a fight between children. When the adults in the family know about it, the most they can do is scold them or tell their children to fight back hard next time and not to embarrass themselves. Adults usually don't go out to bully other children and avenge their own children.
But if an adult from another family beats his own child or knocks on the door, that's a different matter.
Yu Qingzhi is the master of Jixian Division, but this master is lazy and not very responsible.
But this time, it was Murong Qiu Shui who was at fault first, so Rong Fei could not be considered bullying someone by holding him and questioning him according to law. Taoist Qingyang was not sure about Rong Fei's strength, and he didn't want to offend Yu Qingzhi, so he could only admit that he was unlucky.
If this matter did not happen in Kyoto, no matter whether Taoist Qingyang could find out Rong Fei's truth or not, he would probably have to ask for advice first and then make any plans.
Soon Murong Qiushui was brought over.
"Uncle Master."
Seeing Taoist Qingyang, Murong Qiushui cried out in grievance, and tears began to well up in his eyes.
But when he saw Rong Fei standing aside, he immediately shut his mouth. He bit his lower lip with his teeth, trying not to cry.
Murong Qiushui's disheveled appearance also startled Taoist Qingyang. Is this still his charming niece? And what happened to the palm print on her left face? Who is so cruel that he is willing to use violence against a woman like Qiu Shui's niece?
Looking at the palm prints on Murong Qiushui's face, and then looking at Rong Fei with an indifferent expression, Taoist Qingyang already knew the answer.
This person is not only greedy, but also ruthless and unscrupulous. Ji Xian Division has an extremely difficult guy to deal with!
Taoist Qingyang didn't want to wait any longer. He bowed his hands towards Rong Fei perfunctorily and pulled Murong Qiushui to leave.
"Uncle, my things are still..."
"No more, no more!"
Murong Qiu Shui was still thinking about the jade ring and jade whisk that had been confiscated from her storage, but Taoist Qingyang pulled her and rushed out of the gate of Jixian Division as if running away.
Arriving on the long street, Taoist Qingyang let out a long breath.
Before he could finish speaking, he heard Rong Fei's voice coming from behind him.
"Taoist priest, please go slowly. Come here often when you have time."
Come to your mother!
Taoist Qingyang cursed secretly in his heart. Without looking back, he pulled up Murong Qiushui's sleeve and tried to leave, but he couldn't pull it. Qingyang turned his head in confusion and saw his niece staring at the ground in a daze.
Taoist Qingyang looked in the direction and saw several pieces of broken jade on the bluestone on the ground. He could vaguely identify that it was a jade hairpin before it was broken.
Um...it seems to be the one Qiu Shui often sticks in his head.
"Wow…"
Murong Qiushui beside him suddenly burst into tears, and tears rolled down his cheeks like broken beads.
Taoist Qingyang was in a panic and was trying to think of a few words to explain, but Murong Qiushui was crying and choking.
"Master...Uncle Master...you...why don't you...beat him...him...he beat me...and...robbed my things...wuwuwu...why...don't you beat him...wuwuwu...I want to go back and sue...to my aunt... Your condition...you...you don't care about me...wuwuwu..."
"Don't cry, don't cry. Uncle Master, I also have my own reasons. That Rong Fei's cultivation is unpredictable. Although I am not afraid of it, Uncle Master, I still have to spend a lot of effort to take it down. If I take it down, It will be even more troublesome if Yu Qingzhi is involved. So the top priority is to rescue you, and then we can make long-term plans to take revenge on you."
Taoist Qingyang explained earnestly.
"What's so mysterious? The man named Rong is just an ordinary person who has no spiritual practice. The guard dog in our front mountain can kill him."
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. I just tested him with my spiritual sense. It's like a clay cow... a clay cow... clay... your mother, I've fallen into his trap!"
Taoist Qingyang suddenly opened his eyes wide, slapped his thigh and cursed.
But after scolding, there was a chill in my heart.
Even if that Rong Fei is an ordinary person who has never practiced cultivation, he is definitely not an ordinary person. I would like to ask which ordinary person dares to put on airs in front of a fourth-grade great practitioner without revealing the slightest flaw.
Not only is this man greedy, ruthless and unscrupulous, he is also bold and despicable...
Taoist Qingyang poured all the insults he could think of on Rong Fei in his heart, and at the same time couldn't help but look deep into the gate of Jixian Division.
As if aware of Taoist Qingyang's gaze, he turned his body towards the boulder and turned his head sideways to reveal half of his face, looking out with only his left eye.
At this time, the setting sun had completely disappeared, and the golden-red light disappeared, replaced by a thick ink-like shadow cast by the gate tower.
Rong Fei, who was previously covered in golden light as if he were a god descending to earth, was now shrouded in shadow, and the half of his face that he turned around was so pale in the shadow that it made people's hair stand on end.
Taoist Qingyang shivered for no reason, and without saying a word, he picked up Murong Qiu Shui and left in a hurry.
Infinite Heavenly Lord, the Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty, this man named Rong is quite evil!
Seeing Taoist Qingyang running away as if he had seen a ghost, Rong Fei looked puzzled. He turned back and reached out to touch the handwriting carved on the boulder, muttering to himself.
"The four palm prints on the boulder should have been left by the four people from the Four Holy Lands. The handwriting carved on it has no traces of swords and axes, and the corners of the strokes are naturally smooth. It seems that the gods must have used their fingers as knives to write. Although the texture of the boulder It is hard, no different from a piece of tofu to a superb practitioner.
In other words, this boulder is actually an agreement between Catching God and the Four Ultimate Holy Lands. Judging from Taoist Qingyang's reaction just now, this agreement still has a certain deterrent effect, but why the detectives of Jixian Division were bullied so miserably is totally unreasonable. "
"Haha, you think Qingyang is so talkative because he was photographed by this Immortal-Suppressing Stone. That's a big mistake."
Hearing the voice, Rong Fei turned his head and saw a man in white shirt entering over the wall and slowly landing in front of him. It was Yu Qingzhi.
"Meet the Chief Constable."
It was already time to go on duty. The police officers came out of the two-story office building and saw Yu Qingzhi, who had not been seen for a long time, and quickly bowed and saluted.
Yu Qingzhi waved his hands casually without even looking at his subordinates, and the officers hurriedly left in understanding.
A police officer placed a wooden tray on the stone platform next to Rong Fei. In the tray were the evidence collected from Murong Qiu Shui.
A bunch of silver silk ribbon tied with a jade ring and a jade whisk.
After everyone left and only two people were left in Nuo Da's Jixian Si Yamen, Yu Qingzhi waved his sleeves gently, and the heavy door closed automatically without any wind.
"They are all good things, but this jade whisk is not suitable for you, so you should find an opportunity to return it. Although that kid Qiu Shui is a bit arrogant and domineering, he is not bad at heart."
Yu Qingzhi glanced at the three treasures left by Taoist Qingyang on the stone platform and Murong Qiushui's things in the tray and smiled.
Rong Fei took the jade whisk in his hand and looked at it for a few times, then looked at Yu Qingzhi and asked.
"Got a story?"
"Ahem, this whisk was originally a magic weapon used by Fairy Yuqing when she was young, named Caiyun Zhui. Murong Qiushui is Fairy Yuqing's niece, and Fairy Yuqing has some connections with me, so you should give me some face."
Yu Qingzhi explained with a somewhat embarrassed expression.
