Hedao

Chapter 174 Unsettled [Thanks to the leader of the black robe]

In a small valley somewhere in the Panchi Mountains, a ripple appeared in the space.

Then a man and a woman came out holding hands.

The man and woman are naturally Qin Ziling and Xiao Qing.

As soon as he came out, Qin Ziling released a spirit to explore the surroundings, and then quickly put the animal bag containing the Chihuachi and the bag containing the elixir into the corpse ring.

Seeing that the bag in Qin Ziling's hand disappeared out of thin air, Xiao Qing was no stranger to it.

Two hours later.

A luxurious carriage drove out of Jinliao County and headed all the way to Fangchao County.

Driving the car were two big men like iron towers.

A man and three women sat in the car.

This luxurious carriage is naturally the Xiao family's carriage.

After Qin Ziling and Xiao Qing decided to participate in the hunting in the Dragon Vein Land of Panchi Mountain, they made arrangements for Xia Yan and others to wait for them in Jinliao County.

Qin Ziling leaned against the soft pillow, closed his eyes and rested his mind leisurely, as if nothing had happened.

In fact, his soul is closely observing all the movements around him at this time, and he is thinking about the harvest this time and the next development plan in his heart.

Xiao Qing seemed to be thinking about something very important, he didn't say a word, his expression was rather serious.

Both Xia Yan and Yun Xiwu are smart people, they know what to ask and what not to ask.

Xiao Qing and Qin Ziling didn't speak, they all kept silent, and didn't ask about the Land of Dragon Veins.

However, Xia Yan and Yun Xiwu's faces were very relaxed at this time.In the three days before this, they were worried every day.

While the carriage was quiet, only the sound of the carriage wheels rolling over the ground outside could be heard from time to time, but other places in Qinghe County were quite uneasy.

At the foot of Panchi Mountain, in a temporary house.

"Six heads, they actually hunted down the entire six-headed Hua Chi, which is two more heads than the previous tallest!" The bearded man from the Chi Luo Sect said with a distressed face.

"Uncle, do you want to investigate?" A man came in and asked.

"I've killed them all, so what's there to investigate? Besides, this is the Great Qi Kingdom, so what does it matter to us who gets Hua Chi?" The bearded man waved his hand and said.

Not far from Panchi Mountain, there was a sudden cry of cranes in the sky.

A huge crane with wings spread out about ten meters rushed out of the sky and landed on a grass field in the jungle.

The big crane is covered in snow-white without any stray hairs. The top of its head is golden, its beak is golden and iron, and its two claws are like copper hooks, which can pierce through gold and stone.

This crane is named Golden Crown Crane, a third-grade exotic bird.

The golden-crowned crane landed, and jumped down on its back.

This old man is short and fat, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes. Like everyone who is old, his face is full of wrinkles and age spots. If he is not riding a golden crown crane, he looks nothing special.

"Master!" The old Taoist had just jumped off the Golden Crowned Crane when someone came out from the jungle with a hidden animal bag in his hand and bowed slightly to him. It was Feng Ziluo, the contemporary suzerain of the Golden Sword Sect.

As for the other surviving disciples, they were naturally sent away by Feng Ziluo and acted separately.

The short, fat old man, that is, Jian Bailou glanced at the animal bag in Feng Ziluo's hand, a sharp light like a sword shone from his seemingly cloudy eyes, and the beard on his chin trembled.

"Very good! Let's go!"

"Yes, Master." Feng Ziluo responded, and jumped onto the Golden Crowned Crane together with Jian Bailou.

A crane chirped and went straight into the sky.

The Golden Crowned Crane spread its wings and flapped them again and again, creating a gust of wind, leading the master and apprentice of Jianbailou to the sky, and flew all the way in the direction of Jinjian Mountain.

However, the Golden Crowned Crane hadn't flew very far, and there was a white spot in the distance, like an arrow, heading towards the Golden Crowned Crane through the clouds.

The white dot continued to enlarge, and it was also a big crane.

This big crane is also covered in snow white, when it flaps its wings, there are clouds and mist rising around it, it looks like the legendary fairy crane.

However, the eyes of this big crane don't have much spirituality, and it's obvious that it hasn't been enlightened yet, so it's not a spirit crane, but a third-grade exotic bird, the Flying Cloud Crane.

Sitting on Feiyunhe is an old Taoist in a white Taoist robe, a star crown on his head, and a whisk in his hand.

Seeing the golden-crowned crane spreading its wings, the old Taoist flicked the whisk in front of him. Suddenly, clouds and mist billowed in front of him, like a billowing river across the air, blocking the golden-crowned crane's path.

"I don't know what Elder Wen means?" Jian Bailou patted the golden crowned crane's neck lightly, and the golden crowned crane floated in the air and flapped its wings.

"Hmph, I still want to ask what your apprentice means? You actually killed my junior brother, Elder Shen Yan!" Elder Wen said coldly.

"Since you have entered the land of dragon veins, life and death will depend on each other's destiny. Seeing that your junior brother was killed today, you will inevitably feel sad and indignant. I don't care about you. Please go back." Jian Bailou said lightly.

"Jianbailou, do you think you are still the same Jianbailou back then? You are just lingering on your last breath! Today you ask Feng Ziluo to come back to Jade Cloud Sect with me and explain the matter clearly, otherwise..." Elder Wen He said with a haughty face and a murderous intent on his body.

"Otherwise what?" Jian Bailou asked indifferently. He was originally short and fat, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and wrinkled age spots on his face. He looked no different from ordinary old people, but he suddenly became sharp, like a sharp sword out of its sheath. , piercing the sky.

"Otherwise, I will not let it go!" Elder Wen looked at Jian Bailou with a flash of timidity in the depths of his eyes, but followed by a ruthless look.

"Let old man Qingsong tell me this! You are not qualified!" Jian Bailou said, patting the Golden Crowned Crane's neck.

The golden-crowned crane let out a cry, spread its wings and charged towards the sky above.

"Where are you going!" Seeing this, Elder Wen's face changed slightly, he flicked the whisk in his hand, and suddenly thousands of silver threads shot out towards Jianbailou master and apprentice, densely packed, like arrows all over the sky.

Jianbailou saw thousands of silver threads coming through the air, without saying anything, raised his hand, and a golden light shot out, turning into a golden flying sword.

When the flying sword was stirred in the air, a golden vortex appeared in the air, and thousands of silver threads were sucked into it one after another.

Jian Bailou pinched the sword formula with his hand, and the flying sword stirred again in the air.

Suddenly, thousands of golden cold lights appeared in the golden vortex.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" There was a dense sound like the strings of a guzheng breaking.

Thousands of silver threads were cut off by the golden cold light.

A little bit of silver light rewinds.

Elder Wen rode the Feiyun Crane back again and again, his rosy face turned slightly pale, and the silk whisk in his hand hung down, its luster was dim.

A golden light pierced through the sky, like a golden rainbow piercing through the sky.

"You!" Seeing this, Elder Wen was angry and startled, and quickly threw the dust fly into the air. The silver thread flicked, and thick clouds and mist were rolled up, covering the golden rainbow.

Jinhong rampages in the clouds and mist, like a golden dragon raging in the sea.

The clouds and mists were turbulent, and the real energy in Elder Wen's body was surging, his face became paler, and the person sitting on the Flying Cloud Crane was also staggering, as if he was about to fall down.

"Hiss!"

Jin Hong broke through the clouds and shot towards Elder Wen.

Seeing this, Elder Wen finally showed a look of panic, raised his hand, and an ice crystal-like shield continued to enlarge in the air, trying to block the golden rainbow coming from the sky.

But Jin Hong didn't attack the ice crystal-like shield, but turned back in mid-air, turned into a small golden sword and fell back into Jian Bailou's hand.

"Get out!" Putting away the flying sword, Jian Bailou looked at Elder Wen with sword-like eyes, and shouted in a cold voice.

This time, Elder Wen didn't say anything, put away his fly whisk, and rode away on the Feiyun Crane in an instant.

After Elder Wen left for a while, Jianbailou became old, and he no longer had the aura of a pioneer with his sword piercing into the sky.

There was even more blackness looming on his face.

"Master!" Feng Ziluo looked worried when he saw this.

"Don't worry, with the Hua Chi you brought back this time, you can still be a teacher for another five or six years. But five or six years is still too short for you!" Jian Bailou waved his hand and said.

"Master, do you really have no hope of breaking through?" Feng Ziluo asked.

"Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!" Jian Bailou shook his head and said three difficult words.

Feng Ziluo shut up and kept silent when he heard this, and didn't ask any further questions.

As the suzerain of the Golden Sword Sect and a great qi refiner in the Realm Realm, Feng Ziluo knew the difficulty of stepping into the Fayuan Realm, but he was unwilling to do so. Now that he has Hua Chi in his hand, he had a chance to do so. ask.

But Jianbailou's three "difficult" words have already clearly told him that there is no need to take chances.

In the silence, the Golden Crown Crane spread its wings and flew towards Jinjian Mountain like lightning.

Qinghe County City, outside the south gate.

One by one, the soldiers in shining armor and full of evil spirits stood upright with weapons in their hands.

In the middle of the army, an old man with white beard and hair and a majestic figure was riding on a clouded leopard horse.

On the left of the old man was a sturdy man with five short stature. The big man was also riding a clouded leopard horse, and he pressed a big hammer horizontally on the horse's back with his thick palm.

This big man is naturally none other than Cui Shanhe.

And the old man is none other than Cui Boming, the old man of the Cui family.

In front of them, more than ten people blocked their way.

The leader is a man in Jinyi who is nearly sixty years old, has a majestic bearing, and is full of vitality and strength, not inferior to Cui Boming.

"Hou Yuehong, although the old man is old, he is not dead yet! When will it be your turn to block the old man's way, get out of the way!" Cui Boming shouted at the man in brocade, his white beard and hair flamboyant, and his imposing manner.

"Of course I dare not stand in the way of Mr. Cui, but Cui Shanhe killed me, the elder of the Hou family, so I have to leave an explanation." Hou Yuehong said in a deep voice.

"What do you mean? If your Hou family can't afford to play, then don't send people into the land of dragon veins. Since you want to play, then each has his own fate. You come back to block the way of my Patriarch Cui family afterward, and you want to keep him. Do you really think that Is my Cui family easy to bully?

Do you really think that the old man dare not give orders to fight to the death with your Hou family?If this is the case, Hou Yuehong, do you think the Hou family can afford the consequences? "Cui Boming said coldly.

As soon as Cui Boming finished speaking, the troops on both sides behind him immediately roared in unison, pointing at Hou Yuehong and the others with their weapons in hand.

"You are so bold that you dare to point a weapon at Master Hou!" People around Hou Yuehong shouted angrily.

But the soldiers around Cui Boming were not moved at all.

Hou Yuehong's complexion fluctuated.

In the end, Hou Yuehong raised his hand, turned the horse's head, and led the people away.

"Shanhe, you shouldn't have killed Hou Hu. The Hou family will definitely not let this matter go!" An old man on Cui Boming's right said with a gloomy expression.

"Hmph, do you think that if Shanhe doesn't kill Hou Hu, the Hou family will let the Cui family go? Shanhe killed Hou Hu and gained Hua Chi, at least Shanhe's cultivation can go further, and I can protect the Cui family for a few more years! "Cui Boming's face darkened, and he reprimanded the old man on the right.

"What uncle said is right!" The old man on the right changed his face slightly when he heard this, but he still bowed quickly.

"Let's go!" Cui Boming glanced at the old man and sighed secretly.

Why doesn't he understand the thoughts of these children of the Cui family?
Now there is still him, the old man of the Cui family, in charge, and the children of the Cui family still dare not have two hearts, and they can still speak out unanimously.

In the army, the confidantes and soldiers trained by his Cui family will not have two hearts.

But what about once he passes away?With Cui Shanhe's qualifications and strength, it is difficult to hold back the scene.

At least ten years must be given to him, maybe he can really grow up!
But can he last another ten years?

"It's time!" Cui Boming sighed inwardly again, and whipped the clouded leopard horse violently.

"drive!"

Cui Boming took the lead and led the crowd into the south gate with high spirits, as if returning from a victorious battle.

……

Qinghe Juncheng, the lobby of a martial arts gym.

This Martial Arts Gym is a branch of Jin Liemen in Qinghe County.

An old man wearing a golden robe and a star crown, with a narrow and long face, protruding cheekbones, white beard and hair, extremely cold eyes, and a calm demeanor with a calm demeanor, sitting at the head On the left side of the square table.

The old man's face was extremely gloomy and ugly at this time, and there was a terrifying and powerful aura constantly emanating from him, giving the impression that a volcano was about to erupt at any time.

Standing below the old man was a Huajin martial artist, who didn't dare to breathe a sigh of relief.

　Thank you very much for the reward from Heipao, and become the leader of this book!
　
(End of this chapter)