"Haha, it's quite lively here!"
At this moment, there was just a chuckle, and a man in green clothes suddenly appeared in front of Jin Mingbi like a ghost.
I saw him wave his sleeves, and all the attacks suddenly disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea.
Jin Mingbi was completely desperate, thinking that he would inevitably die, so he closed his eyes and waited for death.
Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, he did not feel the attack. Instead, his falling figure seemed to be wrapped by a soft force, which stopped his fall and stabilized his figure.
"Could it be that the attack was too fast and I was already dead..."
Jin Mingbi opened his eyes hesitantly, and what he saw in front of him was still thousands of miles of blue waves.
Not far from him, a figure in green clothes stood there.
Taoist Qingling and others in the distance looked at this place at a loss.
"It seems that I have seen it somewhere..."
Jin Mingbi saw the back of the man in green clothes, and for some reason, he felt a familiar feeling in his heart.
At the same time, he couldn't help but feel an extremely solid feeling in his heart. It seemed that no matter what kind of attack, he could not break through this back.
On the big ship, more than a dozen women and children burst into tears with excitement. They thought that in such a situation, with the sky and the earth unable to respond, they had no chance of escape.
Unexpectedly, the man in Tsing Yi who suddenly appeared at this time gave them another glimmer of hope.
"It's you?"
Taoist Qingling flashed his light, steadied his figure in mid-air, and looked at the green robe in surprise.
This person is the man in green on the boat he burned before. Isn't he dead?
Everyone under his command also looked hesitant, not knowing whether to take action or not.
For a moment, the river surface became eerily quiet.
"Yes, it's me!"
He Ping'an smiled slightly and glanced at Taoist Qingling and others indifferently.
However, in the perception of Taoist Qingling and others, they seemed to be targeted by a terrifying existence. The hairs all over their bodies stood up, and cold sweat broke out instantly.
"What do you want to do?"
Taoist Qingling looked frightened, magic power surged around his body, and he asked.
He Ping'an smiled calmly: "I don't want to do anything, but you burned my boat. Should I give you an explanation?"
Before he could finish his words, Taoist Qingling suddenly turned into a stream of light and flew backwards without caring about anyone else.
When everyone saw this, they immediately dispersed like birds, and more than ten rays of light fled in various directions.
The aura of this person was extremely strange, and he was able to escape from everyone's spiritual fire. He just collected everyone's magical weapons.
He was definitely not an ordinary monk, so he had to secure his grip first and escape with his life.
"You burned my boat and you still want to leave?"
Now these villains are getting smarter and smarter, and they run away before they take action.
How can I pretend to be so cool?
He Ping'an shook his head, chuckled, showed his bright white teeth, and then gently pressed his hand down.
Within a radius of ten miles, the sky that had been clear just now suddenly turned dark. Then, a big dark gold hand transformed from magic power covered everyone's heads in a radius of ten miles, and pressed down downwards.
Blocking out the sky and the sun, invincible!
"not good!"
Taoist Qingling's expression changed. This big dark gold hand could cover a radius of ten miles at will. This was at least the ability of a third-grade monk to achieve.
Several rays of spiritual light suddenly flashed across his body, and the two small yellow shields swelled in the wind, heading towards the dark gold hands.
There were two more talismans added to his body, and his escape speed immediately became a little faster.
With just one breath, you can escape from the big hand's coverage.
When Taoist Qingling saw the clear sky not far away, he felt happy, and his magic power surged out crazily, and he was about to flash out.
"winter!"
Taoist Qingling had just flown to the boundary of Dashou, but found that the surrounding space seemed to be firmly imprisoned. He bumped into it, as if he had hit a copper wall. He suddenly suffered a black nose and swollen eyes, and blood flowed.
"Winter! Winter!"
At the same time, the other two fifth-grade monks also flew to the edge of the big hand, but like Taoist Qingling, they both hit their heads and were bleeding, making a muffled sound.
Even one of them had the flying sword at his feet broken into half, and the whole person suddenly fell downwards.
The confinement space is over... A terrible thought appeared in the minds of the three of them at the same time.
Then, above their heads, the big dark gold hand pressed down, and the eyes of more than ten Taoists went dark, and then they knew nothing.
"boom!"
In Jin Mingbi's ears, he only heard a loud noise at this time, and saw An Jin's big hand pinching all these ten people in his hand.
In an instant, countless blood flowed out from the fingers of the dark gold hand, spreading downward like a rain of blood.
The big dark gold hand immediately turned into dark gold light and dispersed. Countless limbs and broken arms immediately fell towards the river below without support.
The surrounding river surface was suddenly dyed red, but as the waves of the Xuanjiang River rolled, the blood drained away and calm returned.
Taoist Qingling and others, who had been in fierce flames just now, died in the hands of He Ping'an in an instant.
He Pingan was fluttering in the wind. He stood in the wind, with his hands behind his back and his back to everyone. He looked indescribably free and easy.
When they saw this scene, they should have stars in their eyes and praise me greatly... He Pingan remained motionless, waiting for everyone's admiring gaze.
The women and children on the big boat looked at the scene in front of them, as if they had seen a life-saving god, hugging each other and crying with joy.
Jin Mingbi's face was full of shock, and he kept repeating a few words in his heart, too strong, too strong...
Even Master Ye seemed unable to crush these dozen monks with one move so easily.
Ten breaths later, the women and children on the big boat were still hugging each other, crying with joy.
Jin Mingbi still looked shocked and murmured, "It's too strong..."
Damn it, isn't your reaction a bit too prolonged... He Ping'an couldn't stop complaining and didn't want to waste any more time, so he decided to take the initiative.
The figure floated down from the air and landed on the bridge of the ship.
Upon seeing this, Jin Mingbi withdrew from his murmurings, quickly fell from the air, knelt down on one knee, and said gratefully: "Thank you, senior, for saving your life."
Although the person in front of him looked very young, he knew that anyone with such strength was not an old monster who had been cultivating for many years.
In the world of immortality, age cannot be viewed by superficial appearance.
"Who are you and where are you going?"
Although He Pingan already knew some of the situation, he still wanted to hear what Jin Mingbi and others had to say.
"Jin Mingbi, this is the family record of Mr. Ye, the Inspector of Jiangzhou. This time I was going to Xuanyang to avoid trouble, but I was unexpectedly hunted down. Thanks to my senior's intervention, otherwise, Mr. Ye's whole family would have died here. .”
Jin Mingbi knew that when facing such senior experts, it was best to answer truthfully.
If he had deliberately concealed it, looking at the fate of those in the Hall of Eternal Life and the fate of himself and others, I'm afraid it wouldn't be pretty.
"Master Ye, the inspector?"
He Ping'an chewed in his heart and asked doubtfully: "Master Ye is a third-grade official and a member of the Eternal Life Palace. How dare you pursue his family records?"
Jin Mingbi sighed quietly: "Senior, I don't know. Changsheng Palace also listens to the governor. The governor asked them to arrest people. How dare they disobey?"
"Besides, today's thousands of households in Jiangzhou Changsheng Palace have already joined the governor Dai Yunlin."
"Dai Yunlin?"
He Pingan's heart moved slightly. Although he had never met the governor Dai Yunlin, he had already planted the seeds of cause and effect.
His son, Dai Xueyi, died of the poison he collected from the Sky-Swallowing Demon King.
When Jin Mingbi saw He Ping'an thinking deeply, his heart tightened. Could this senior have something to do with the governor Dai Yunlin?
If so, he and others would have no choice but to suffer the consequences.
"go on!"
Seeing Dai Yunlin stop, He Ping'an opened his mouth and gave instructions, his face neither sad nor happy.
Jin Mingbi's face straightened at this time, and he said with a frown on his neck: "Senior, if you are old acquaintances with Dai Yunlin, there is no need for me to say anything more."
"Hey......"
He Ping'an looked strange, but he had to say: "Pindao and Dai Yunlin do have a connection..."
Sure enough... Jin Mingbi's face suddenly turned pale, he let out a long sigh, and then with a flash of his body, he protected the Ye family's women and children behind him.
The awe-inspiring righteousness burst out in his chest, and although he knew he was outmatched, he was still ready to fight He Ping'an to the death.
Just when he was about to take the lead, he heard He Pingan say: "However, the relationship between Pindao and him is not a good thing."
You didn't tell me earlier...Jin Mingbi cursed secretly. Originally, Haoran's righteousness was about to be blasted out with hatred. When He Ping'an said this, he quickly withdrew Haoran's righteousness into his body.
But he originally acted with hatred and used all his strength. As he swallowed and vomited like this, the righteousness in his chest suddenly became disordered, causing the blood and energy in his body to surge, and his face immediately turned red.
"puff......"
Jin Mingbi lowered his head, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.
"Hey......"
He Ping'an laughed secretly in his heart, asking you, an old boy, to make random guesses all day long.
After spitting out a mouthful of old blood, Jin Mingbi felt much better. He circulated Haoran's righteous energy and calmed down the energy and blood in his body. Then he slowly said: "I was careless just now. I wonder what kind of cultivation you have, senior?"
He Ping'an asked curiously: "What level of cultivation do I have, what does it have to do with this matter?"
Jin Mingbi said sternly: "This matter is related to the survival of Daxuan. If the senior is less than the first level, even if he listens, there will be no benefit."
"It only causes trouble."
Hey, you are only at the fifth level of Confucianism and Taoism, and you still have a chain of contempt for your cultivation... He Pingan asked angrily: "What do you think the cultivation level of this poor Taoist is?"
"Senior can easily kill these more than ten monks, and his cultivation level is at least third level, but unfortunately, it is still not enough."
Baimeng book
Jin Mingbi sighed, this matter was of great importance, and it was useless to talk to others, so he had to go to Xuanyang quickly.
It is said that three crazy Taoists once appeared in Xuanyang and took the lead in the ascension of Emperor Longqing to the throne.
I'm afraid this matter can only turn around if the three crazy Taoists take action.
"No, guess again!"
He Ping'an shook his head, looking blank.
Jin Mingbi sighed: "Even with my second-grade cultivation, I still can't solve this problem."
"Still not right!"
He Ping'an smiled again, and a breath of air leaked out of his body, which immediately caused drastic changes in the sky, and within a hundred miles nearby, there was a sudden surge of wind and clouds.
"Inciting celestial phenomena..."
Jin Mingbi's expression changed and he took a closer look at He Ping'an. There was no overlap with the first-level masters he knew.
"Could it be that the senior is an expert?"
Jin Mingbi bowed, his voice filled with surprise and uncertainty.
"Look again!"
He Pingan's voice suddenly became much older.
Jin Mingbi looked up when he heard the sound, only to see He Ping'an in front of him. In an instant, he transformed from a young man into a slovenly Taoist with gray hair and a childish face.
"Who are you......"
Jin Mingbi carefully looked at He Pingan in front of him from head to toe. The appearance of the person he was thinking about overlapped more and more, and he couldn't help but knelt down excitedly: "Could it be that the senior is the Dragon Riding Martial Saint?"
"Isn't it true that I am a poor person?"
He Ping'an smiled slightly, turned around in a circle, his robes flying, and asked with a smile.
"Like, so similar!"
Jin Mingbi kowtowed excitedly on the board of the boat. The sky took pity on him. He was originally going to go to Xuanyang to find the three crazy Taoists.
Who knows, three crazy Taoists are right next to him.
The women and children standing on the big boat behind him also looked surprised. The two women said happily: "Master, I am saved..."
"Daddy is saved..."
In the cabin, a young girl in her prime said softly.
She has a petite and graceful figure, and looks extremely weak, making people feel pity for her at first sight.
"Now, can you say it?"
He Ping'an took in everyone's reactions and then turned his attention to Jin Mingbi.
"I will tell you everything I know."
Jin Mingbi spoke quickly.
"Six days ago, Mr. Ye went to the governor's office to discuss the matter of Daxuan's southern expedition with Governor Dai Yunlin, Chief Envoy Lu Cilong, and Commander-in-Chief Yue Hongfeng..."
Jin Mingbi spoke eloquently, and He Pingan finally understood the whole story.
It turned out that when the inspector Ye Ming was about to leave the governor's office after discussing the matter, the chief envoy Lu Cilong secretly stuffed a note into his hand.
And it was this note that brought death to Inspector Ye Ming and his family.
After Ye Ming returned home, he opened the note and found it clearly written on it: Governor Dai Yunlin has fallen to the Southern Wilderness Gu Immortal, Jiangzhou is in danger, Daxuan is in danger!
Ye Ming was shocked when he saw the content, but he was dubious about the content of the note.
After all, Dai Yunlin is a second-grade Daxuan governor, a feudal official, and a second-grade Confucian cultivator. What is the reason that would make him turn to a foreign race?
Therefore, he did not respond immediately, but chose to collect intelligence secretly.
Three days later, although he did not find any clues, he strangely discovered that Lu Cilong, the chief envoy who had passed the note to him before, had not been seen for two days.
When he tentatively asked the governor Dai Yunlin, the answer he received was that the chief envoy Lu Cilong went to Xuanyang on official business and would return soon.
However, the inspector Ye Ming still noticed something was wrong, so he secretly arranged for Jin Mingbi to quietly send his family members out of Jiangzhou first.
He entrusted the note to Jin Mingbi, briefly told him everything, and told him to send the note to Xuanyang.
It would be best if you can find a dragon-riding martial saint. If you can't find one, report the matter to the court as soon as possible and to a monk of first rank or above.
As for him, he had to stay in Xuankang, Jiangzhou Governor's office, to stabilize Dai Yunlin so that Dai Yunlin wouldn't discover anything unusual.
This was one of the reasons why he didn't tell He Pingan. Another reason was that he was worried that He Pingan would get involved and fight the governor Dai Yunlin.
You know, Dai Yunlin is a second-grade Confucianism cultivator.
If the Zhenguo cannot produce a single product, it will have almost no opponents.
Besides, I still don’t know if the Gu Immortal has any tricks to hide in the dark.
However, the day after Jin Mingbi left, he lost contact with the inspector Ye Ming.
Jin Mingbi immediately realized that something was wrong and hurried on day and night. However, with women and children who had no cultivation, he chose to take the fastest waterway, but on this day, he was overtaken by the other party.
If He Ping'an hadn't taken action, the consequences would have been disastrous...
Having said this, Jin Mingbi was still frightened for a while, and looked at He Pingan's face, still full of gratitude.
"By the way, the young master is still on the shore. I'm afraid he has already rushed to Xuanyang at this time."
Jin Mingbi suddenly thought of Ye Hang who was sent to the shore by him. He was afraid that he didn't know at this time that he and others had been rescued.
"Are you talking about him?"
He Ping'an pointed to the distance and saw a sturdy man in black flying towards here, carrying a young Confucian scholar with a frightened face in his hand.
"Who is this......."
Jin Mingbi looked at the man in black with a strange expression as he approached a little bit, and he couldn't help but feel a little fear in his heart.
Fortunately, he didn't hide it. Otherwise, if Ye Hang said it, it was different from what he said. If he couldn't tell it, his life would be in danger.
"Dai Yunlin, what exactly do you want to do? Has Ye Ming found out?"
He Ping'an frowned and asked. There was too little information and he couldn't deduce it.
Since the fall of Southern Xinjiang, the heavenly secrets have been in chaos, especially the events in Southern Xinjiang. Xiaoyan's divine numbers cannot be deduced at all.
"My lord has not found out these."
Jin Mingbi shook his head.
"Mr. Jin, are you willing to cooperate with Pindao and put on a play?"
He Pintan asked with a smile.
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