That night, the moment he saw the huge Buddha face, Jia An broke the Xuanguang mirror, thinking that the dust had settled.

But he didn't expect that when the old monk of virtue returned with a disheveled face, and he did not mention the matter of building the Tathagata branch, he still didn't know what happened in the end.

It's just that he even used the life-saving things given by the Ruyi monk, what else could happen?

The life-saving thing was aimed at the Mu Mei, and Yu Wei was not something that a cultivator could compete with, unless a higher-level cultivator made a move later.

There are only one or two of the little real people who have entered the Dao in Liangzhou. Is it the Daoist Changlin of the Golden Bell Tower? Or is it the real Jing Jiu from Qianhe Temple?

still that night

Jia An was thinking.

The two Daoists looked at each other, stammering and speechless.

Jia An played with the flying sword around his fingers, his face sank: "If I remember correctly, there should be an old fox in Jiaoyuan Mountain. Every year, he will offer some spiritual grass and spiritual fruit, and the shed hair will come."

The dwarf Taoist gritted his teeth and said, "Please forgive me, the fox Taoist has long since disappeared. We searched for ten days and couldn't find any trace of him."

He was late, and with Jiaoyuan Mountain as the center, he searched for three thousand miles, but couldn't find the old fox.

"Old Fox."

Jia An snorted, and he had expected it in his heart. The old fox was slick and didn't care too much. He looked at the tall Taoist and said lightly:

"Wu Lu, I asked you to extract the souls of the living beings in the mountains, wouldn't you tell me that all the living beings in the mountains are dead?"

The tall Taoist Wu Lu smiled bitterly:

"There are quite a few creatures in the mountains. I smoked the souls of 3,000 beasts, but these beasts fled after being frightened. They don't have much memory at all. I only know that in the end, a sword light shot into the sky."

Beasts are different from humans. Their souls are inherently weak. When they are greatly frightened, it is too late to escape. Where would they stop and watch?

"Sword repair?"

Jia An raised his brows, and the flying sword that was flowing with his fingertips also condensed slightly:

"There are only two or three people in Liangzhou who have entered the Dao. It seems that Jianxiu does not have the realm of life, but there are a few Jianxiu, but they are not as good as me, where is there room for me to intervene?"

The world is big, but the world of practice is very small.

The territory of Daqing is more than 10,000 miles, and the population is in the hundreds of millions, but the number of practitioners is very small, and one in 100,000 miles may not be enough.

In Liangzhou, the number of cultivators can naturally be counted.

He thought about it for a while, but still fixed the breath that appeared in Anno County that night half a month ago. The breath was so strong that it seemed to have exceeded the limit of life.

It's just that he has been thinking about it for more than ten days, but he still can't think of anyone who has such a breath.

"Why don't you ask the City God directly?"

The dwarf was a little puzzled.

"Earth Dragon, you don't understand. These City Gods have weird minds, and they have been dissatisfied with my Providence for a long time. If you can deal with less, deal less."

Jia An's expression was dull with a hint of gloom:

"Besides, with friendship, my sword will hesitate once it starts to move."

More importantly, if the Chenghuang wanted to say something, he didn't need to ask him.

"Why should we persecute those city gods? There's nothing wrong with it now."

The expressions of the two Taoists changed slightly.

The City God is afraid of the Heavenly Will, how can the Heavenly Sect not be afraid of the Zhuchenghuang?

One place and one city god, there are so many city gods in Daqing, and all the practitioners combined are probably not many times more than them. Only Tianyijiao wants to do something to the city god, not to mention the two You Ming, there are only so many city gods.

How many lives does it take to pile up?

Even if the Providence Religion has relied on the general trend of the imperial court to weaken the Chenghuang several times for more than a hundred years, it cannot deny the fact that it is a behemoth. The fastest mobile terminal update:

The collision of the two behemoths, the aftermath of the aftermath is a disaster enough to shatter their bones.

The vast majority of the lower ranks of the Providence Sect did not expect this day to come.

After all, nowadays, with glory and wealth in hand, countless female believers can be fortunate, so why demand more?

"You only have so much glory and wealth in your eyes, women of gold and silver?"

Jia An naturally understood the thoughts of the two, and sneered:

"You only have three hundred years of life when you enter the Dao, and the Yuanshen's life is sad for three thousand years. A group of lonely ghosts can live forever by relying on incense. You don't want to be a city **** after you die, a mountain **** or something?"

Throughout the ages, countless living beings have a limited lifespan, no matter whether you enter the Dao or the primordial spirit, you cannot get rid of it.

The almost undead are the emperors and ten men.

In addition to this, the most recent immortals are the ghosts and gods of the Yin Division!

Countless years ago, when the Netherworld Lord was in power, many real people in the world would go to worship the Yin Si when their lives were exhausted, in order to obtain the imperial seal of ghosts and gods.

Now that the Lord of the Netherworld is not there, the road is cut off.

Some people want to go to Yinsi to seek this way, and some people look at the city **** of this world.

"He, the leader, has his eyes on the city god?"

Wu Lu and Dilong looked at each other, both of them were shocked, they had never heard of this news.

At the same time, both of them were stunned.

Why did the Heaven's Will Sect insist on persecuting these city gods, but they took a fancy to the foundation of the destiny of these ghosts and gods!

"How could I"

The two were overjoyed, but Jia An's face changed wildly, and he stood up suddenly, shaking his sword and screaming: "He Fang rat, dare to plot against the master!"

He was furious.

This news is not public in the Providence Religion. Only the principals of the big states are qualified to know, and it is strictly forbidden to say it.

How could he say it for no reason?

hum~

He stood up, his arms raised, and the flying sword had turned into a long rainbow, pulling out a hundred meters of brilliance to illuminate the night:

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

rumbling~

Kill three in a row.

The mountains were full of air and waves, and all the grass and trees in the land where the sword light swept were chopped down.

The momentum was so great that the two Taoists trembled.

"It's a really good idea."

As the sword light whistled, a calm voice echoed between the mountains and fields, ignoring the distance in the void, and the passionate sword light rang in the ears of the three of them.

The tall and short Taoist looked for the sound, and saw a white-clothed Taoist pacing up in the hillside where the night was flowing, with one hand reaching forward, his fingertips overflowing with divine light, blocking the sword energy swept by Feijian.

huh~

The flying sword revolved around the Lonely Mountain, ready to go, but never really stabbed.

On the mountain, Jia An's face is solemn, and his eyes are flickering:

"who are you?"

An Qisheng flicked his sword qi and lifted his other hand lightly, and Pei Yuanhua's face as black as the bottom of a pot was reflected in the mysterious mirrors outlined by the divine light.

Under An Qisheng's means, Jia An's words were heard by him word for word.

"Pei Chenghuang, can you hear me?"

An Qisheng asked lightly.

Jiao Yuan meditated in the mountains for ten days. He used the magnetic field of mountains and rivers to wash and boil the mana of his body, and at the same time he practiced many spells in this world.

Invariably the same, the foundation of any spell lies in aura.

His Qi Seed replaces the 'Cangtian Shoulu', and he can naturally practice other spells rooted in spiritual energy, and even, no matter Dao, Buddha, Demon, or ghost, he can practice any spell in this world.

The spell he cast this time is called 'Five Mysteries and Three Ways', a strange spell that confuses the spirit and soul.

He has dreamed of Jia An many times, and he is aware of all Jia An's weaknesses. He knows that after playing Ao Feijian every day, his spirit is the most weakened.

His mana is completely different from all practitioners in this world, like the aura of mountains and rivers, and the geomantic nature of the earth, it will not be noticed by him.

That's what got him hooked.

With the same spell, it is impossible for other cultivators to plot against Pei Yuanhua.

"Pei Yuanhua?"

Jia An's complexion also changed. Seeing Pei Yuanhua in the Xuanguang mirror, he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Good, good, good!"

In the Xuanguang mirror, Pei Yuanhua said coldly:

"I'm still not satisfied with taking the incense from me, and I want to take away the foundation of my life! I will report this to the Zhou Chenghuang word for word, and see how amazing your Providence Sect is!"

"Pei Chenghuang!"

Jia An's face was extremely ugly, his chest heaved several times, and he wanted to speak, but he couldn't say anything.

It's just a matter of saying this behind the scenes. It's been heard, where is there any good explanation?

how to explain?

The flying sword hummed in the air, the sword light was uncertain, and the evil energy filled the sky.

"Pei Chenghuang. Pei Chenghuang! This is all a misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding!"

The tall and short Daoists also all had their scalps numb and shouted.

"This city **** is waiting for you to take my city god's imperial seal!"

Pei Yuanhua glanced coldly at Jia An and broke the Xuanguang mirror.

Dragons are bound to die when they touch them. The city **** seal is like the dragon's reverse scales to the city god. The incense is weakened and can be tolerated.

If he doesn't react when he hears such words, then the city is really enough to hold down the mountains and rivers.

"Big trouble, big trouble"

The high and short Taoists were beating wildly in their hearts, uneasy.

If such a thing is known to the City God of the World, even if he is afraid of the Providence, he will be held accountable.

Once pursued, they are in big trouble.

If they go to war, they must be cannon fodder.

"call!"

Jia An took a deep breath, waved his hand, and the flying sword returned to his hand. The substantial sword energy shot up into the sky, and the clanging sound was like a dragon roar.

He looked at An Qisheng coldly:

"who are you?"

In a short period of time ~lightnovelpub.net~ he seemed to calm down, but in fact the murderous intention in his heart was already surging.

But he couldn't understand how this man did it.

Although Jian Xiu does not practice all kinds of magic, but a sword can break all kinds of magic, and any strange magic will be detected by Feijian without waiting for him to be blessed.

If you want to silently plot against him, you can't do it!

An Qisheng's eyes swept across the three Taoists, except that Jia An's blood was thin, the blood of the other two people had become strong and seemed to have turned into reality.

It is conceivable what kind of thing this Providence Religion is.

In fact, there were only two people who collected 'alchemy materials' for the old emperor.

Hearing Jia An's question, An Qisheng narrowed his eyes and took out a green sword from his waist:

"Dead people, there is no need to know."

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