Jin Yuanwai glared at Qi Jingzhi angrily, and was about to speak when he suddenly heard the Taoist priest under the tree say: "Jin Yuanwai, this little brother Qi is attending the meeting for the first time after all. It's best to wait until the time comes and let him do it by himself. Go to the Dharma altar and listen to the immortal attendants explaining various rules and taboos, so don’t overstep them!”
Upon hearing this, member Jin was stunned.
He glanced at the Taoist priest with a slight dissatisfaction, and then at the young man in front of him. He weighed the two sides for a while, and immediately gave Qi Jingzhi a haha: "What the Taoist said makes sense, especially this time." It’s a temporary addition, or it’s the first time that a saint is taking charge of the Immortal Platform. There may be some changes in the rules, so Brother Yu won’t mislead anyone here.”
Qi Jingzhi's eyes flashed, but he just nodded lightly, and said in a deep voice: "Listening to what you two said before, there should be an altar and a platform for ascending to immortality here. The immortal attendant explained in front of the altar, the saint Then sit on a high platform, so wouldn’t it mean that only the chosen ones can go up to the stage to pay homage to the saint?”
"This was indeed the case in the past. What kind of person is the empress? How can she be allowed to be watched by ordinary people? This time she is a saint, and it must be the same."
Before Jin could elaborate further, he suddenly heard a cough from the young Taoist priest in black and immediately stopped talking.
Qi Jingzhi turned to look at the dead tree in the south with a bright smile: "Is Taoist a sorcerer or a martial artist?"
Hearing this, the Taoist priest under the tree turned around and sneered, "Why, you can't stand me?"
Qi Jingzhi nodded without hesitation: "I think Master Dao is narrow-minded and has a fierce temper. If he stays here any longer, he will easily cause trouble. It's better to go home quickly to avoid it!"
The young man's words were sincere. He was really afraid that the Taoist priest would follow in the footsteps of Li Huang or Chen Er. He was a good example of how good advice may displease ears but help practice.
The young Taoist priest in black had a fierce look in his eyes. He leaned his back on the dead tree and stood up straight: "That's right! I despise those old guys the most. They all want to compete for the chance to attain enlightenment." It’s a shame, but you have to be hypocritical and pretentious to create a harmonious atmosphere! They didn’t come this time, so let’s not be restrained!”
Jin Yuanwai was startled, and he stood up with great effort, waving his hands repeatedly to persuade: "I still heard the warning from the Immortal Waiter just now, but I can't make any more noise! The police are not open now, if there is a fuss If there are casualties, it will not look good on the saint!"
The young Taoist priest in black has been aroused. At this time, he is not willing to listen to his advice. He no longer conceals his anger: "Why do I hear that the immortal servant means that as long as there is not much movement, we can do whatever we want? Ordinary people Isn’t there a rule among warriors, what’s it called…hands-on!”
Before he finished speaking, the Taoist priest swayed, kicked his feet a few steps, and immediately jumped into the air, charging towards Qi Jingzhi brazenly!
With a ferocious smile on his face, he waved his right arm violently, and spread a black long sleeve in the air. The five fingers in the sleeve formed a fist and hit the young man's shoulder!
Before anyone arrived, the strong wind had already arrived.
When Qi Jingzhi raised his eyes, he saw a flash of black light above the opponent's fist, and he didn't know when he had put on a finger tiger.
The young man's eyes were bright, but he did not retreat but instead advanced. A cold sharp blade suddenly emerged from his right sleeve, and the handle of the knife fell just right in the palm of his right hand.
On the way here, Qi Jingzhi had changed the sheath of the sword to his right arm, from the handle facing outward to the head facing outward. This was because when he was in the silver cellar, he suddenly discovered that since Qi Hu Chan Zang Feng, he no longer had to do it himself. Draw the knife.
The smile on the face of the young Taoist priest in black froze instantly, but his moves were too old to dodge.
He watched helplessly as his right fist failed, his arm was held by the opponent's shoulder, and the sharp sharp knife that suddenly appeared was like a cold poisonous snake emerging from his armpit and sticking tightly to his neck.
Feeling the cold air coming from the blade, goosebumps suddenly appeared on the Taoist's neck, but he did not dare to move.
In a flash of lightning, the fight between the two ended just as it began.
Seeing the two guys hugging each other, the eyelids of everyone watching jumped wildly. They felt that these two people in the field were the same, and they were both extremely sinister! .z.br>
Qi Jingzhi raised his eyebrows, with an expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.
He is somewhat similar to the young hero from Huaide County.
He drew his right elbow inward, letting the Taoist priest's arm slip from his shoulder.
Because this was not a big move, Qi Huchan drew a shallow blood line on the opponent's neck.
The young black-clothed Taoist priest's face trembled, and his breathing suddenly became heavier, but he neither dared to cry out in pain nor to dodge.
Qi Jingzhi frowned, took two steps back to avoid the other party's breath, and then asked: "The place we are standing at now is still the boundary of Huade County, right?"
Hearing this nonsensical question, the young Taoist priest in black nodded even though he didn't know the reason.
The smile on Qi Jingzhi's lips became more and more obvious, and his left hand reached into his arms to fumble around.
The Taoist priest couldn't help but look out of the corner of his eye and saw a furry black bag in the young man's arms. The shape was quite strange.
The next moment, he saw the young man take out a waist badge from the black leather pocket and wave it in front of his eyes.
"It's better to stay on the ground in Huaide County! Listen, I am a police officer under the command of the Demon-Suppressing Lieutenant in Huaide County. The saint of the White Immortal Sect is suspected of robbing wealth, killing people, and practicing evil cults. Now things have happened. It's over! You are all accomplices. If you don't want to die, we will arrest you immediately!"
The Taoist priest, who had been surrendered for a long time, became increasingly ugly, and then a sharp look appeared in his eyes. He felt a pain on his neck, and a line of red blood immediately dripped down.
The young Taoist priest in black immediately became motionless, not even daring to look around.
Seeing this situation, Jin Yuanwai's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly spoke to persuade: "Master Tao, people have not fought with officials since ancient times, so you should be more alert! We are not disciples of the White Immortal Sect at all, at most we are. Ignorant people who have been deceived and coerced by cults, as long as they obey orders honestly, this... bad guy will not be in trouble."
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the two guards behind him looked much better, but the young black-clothed Taoist priest ignored them and just treated them as farts.
Qi Jingzhi glanced at Yuan Jin. Just now, this fat guy looked like a lackey of Empress Bai Xian. He didn't want to turn around and left him completely.
At this moment, Lao Wei suddenly walked closer with a serious face and silently.
He picked off the dark-colored finger tiger from the Taoist priest's right hand, weighed it in his hand, looked at it over and over for a long time, and suddenly raised his head and asked, "Who are you, the old miscellaneous hairy from Changqing Temple in Daishan?" "
The young black-clothed Taoist priest's pupils shrank, his face turned red and his anger surged: "Old guy, please keep your mouth clean!"
As soon as he got excited, another wound appeared on his neck.
When Old Wei saw this, a smile appeared on his face: "I've been calling him "Old Zamao" for twenty years, and he doesn't even mind. Are you so anxious?"
The Taoist priest was stunned immediately, and then seemed to remember something. His eyes circled on the red silk that tied Old Wei's hair, and then glanced down at his waist.
"Don't look at it. My old man is the person you are thinking of! Tell me, although this finger tiger is not of much use, it is strong and hard to be hurt by swords. It has always been a personal belonging of the master of Changqing Temple. It is said that it is It’s not an exaggeration to say it’s an inherited treasure, why…”
Before he finished speaking, Old Wei suddenly stopped talking.
The eyes of the young Taoist priest in black immediately turned red: "Senior, my master has returned to the west on a crane!"
Suddenly hearing the bad news about his old friend, Old Wei slowly lowered his eyes, looked at the finger tiger in his hand and whispered: "Old Zamao's most precious thing is this finger tiger. Since I left it to you, I want you to be the next Changqing." Are you the Lord of Observation?"
Without waiting for the Taoist priest to answer, Old Wei went on to say: "Old Zamao was able to achieve such a great reputation not because of the finger tiger, but because of the three-eyed stone doll. That is a strange thing that has wonderful uses for both offense and defense. Why didn't you take it with you? If you had, it wouldn't be so bad!"
