I have a sword that can sway the heavens

"maybe."

Li Er looked at Lu Xueqi and nodded in disbelief.

"When your cultivation base reaches a certain level, you can break through the boundaries and follow the steps of this seat."

"Okay. You are all honored as ancestors, don't be so affectionate and let your disciples see the joke."

"This seat has gone."

After speaking, Lear stepped forward and came to the nine heavens.

Staring at Lear's figure, Lu Xueqi knelt on the ground, weeping silently, and murmured softly, "Disciple Lu Xueqi, send respect to Master!"

The water in Linglong's eyes lingered, she knelt down next to Lu Xueqi, and bowed in the direction where Lear disappeared, "Disciple Linglong, send respect to Master!"

"Disciple Lin Jingyu, respectfully send off Master!"

"Disciple Zeng Shushu, respectfully send off Master!"

"Disciple Daoxuan, respectfully send off Master!"

"The disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect respectfully send the Immortal Ancestor!"

On the martial arts arena in Qiuxian Mountain, all the disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect knelt down on their knees.

In the pool, the water unicorn flew towards the sky until it reached the end of the sky. It burst into tears and roared loudly.

The master is gone, why don't you take it with you?

Looking at the crazy water unicorn, Linglong and the others remained silent.

Also when Lear left, in Tianyin Temple, a young monk with red lips and white teeth was holding a mirror in his hand, with an inexplicable smile on his face, and whispered to himself, "The immortal ancestor has finally left. It's not that the Xiandaozong family is the only one!"

In Xiandao Palace, a white jade sculpture is lifelike.

In the 1000th year of Immortal Age, Patriarch Linglong knelt in front of the sculpture. With a smile on her face, she whispered to the sculpture, "Master, Linglong has come to look for you."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Linglong, the ancestor of the Immortal Dao Sect, broke through the realm and soared.

Lu Xueqi looked at Linglong's figure, she was no longer young, she shed tears silently, and said regretfully, "Why? Why can't my talent allow me to become a fairy, why don't I even have the qualifications to follow Master's footsteps?"

Qi Rufeng hugged Lu Xueqi in her arms, she smiled and said to Lu Xueqi, "Master, don't be sad, give this disciple another 1000 years, and this disciple will follow the footsteps left by the immortal ancestors for you."

On the day that the ancestor Linglong of the Immortal Dao Sect left, an old monk at Tianyin Temple was so excited that he burst into tears, "That old immortal Linglong has finally left. In this life, Buddhism should be flourishing, and it will overwhelm the immortal way for thousands of years."

Chapter 229

In April in the south of the Yangtze River, the misty rain continued, and Lear came to Yangzhou again.

On the outskirts of Yangzhou, two scholars went out for an outing. They walked into a pavilion in the drizzle.

The pavilion is not big.

Some people have taken shelter from the rain in the pavilion.

The two scholars walked into the pavilion, immediately covered their mouths and noses, and kept waving their hands to drive away the peculiar smell in the air, with disgusted expressions on their faces.

Opposite the two scholars, there is a middle-aged shepherd.

The shepherd was short in stature, wearing tattered coarse linen clothes, holding a black leather sheep whip in his hand, a black mole on his face, and a bunch of black hair growing on the mole, he was extremely ugly.

"Meaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

"Meaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..."

The shepherd drove a dozen or so ewes, and these ten or so ewes immediately bleated when they saw the two scholars entering the pavilion.

The calls of these ewes are very sad, and the eyes reveal a humanized begging expression, which makes the two scholars feel very strange.

The shepherd poked his head out to look at the continuous drizzle outside the pavilion, and said to himself, "It's raining all the time, and I don't know when it will stop. Don't delay Lao Tzu's time. If you don't make it in time , Yululou must have found another excuse to sever my money for skinning that week."

In the pavilion, the two scholars looked at the sky outside the pavilion. The rain did not mean to stop at all, but it was getting bigger and bigger.

Zhu Yang glanced at the irritable shepherd, then at the dozen or so sheep crowded in the pavilion, with disgust on his face.

The pavilion was originally not that big, and a dozen or so sheep crowded together, almost occupying the pavilion, leaving not much room for them to stay.

If it wasn't for the rain, these scholars would never get along with the animals in this pavilion.

Zhu Yang and his classmates looked at each other, took two steps forward, and said to the shepherd, "Brother, the pavilion is not big, can you drive these sheep out of the pavilion to make room for us. They are animals anyway. , it’s okay to get wet in the rain.”

After Zhu Yang finished speaking, more than a dozen ewes showed sadness in their eyes, and some of them even shed tears and began to cry.

Seeing this absurd scene, Zhu Yang instinctively felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Beside him, Zhu Yang's good friend Wang Wei, who is also a scholar, chimed in, "These animals have a foul smell, very unpleasant. Shepherd, hurry up and drive these animals out of the pavilion."

The shepherd looked at the two scholars with contempt, and said with a sneer, "You guys built this pavilion?"

Zhu Yang and Wang Wei were taken aback for a moment, and their expressions immediately became ugly.

Wang Wei took out a dime of silver from his waist pocket, threw it at the shepherd's feet, and said with a disdainful expression, "Sheepherd, you can't earn much money by herding sheep. If you are willing to drive the sheep out of the pavilion, the half taels of silver will go to you." is you."

Zhu Yang frowned, stepped forward to pick up the silver and handed it to the shepherd, and said politely, "Brother, we also know that it is not easy for you to herd the sheep. But these sheep are just livestock, and it is not a problem to be exposed to the rain for a long time, let alone catch the wind and cold .This half taels of silver, you can use it to drink tea, and it will be convenient for us."

The shepherd looked at Zhu Yang and Wang Wei contemptuously, with even more disdain on his ugly face, and said with a sneer, "Half taels of silver, are you sending beggars?"

"If I don't drive the sheep out of the pavilion, what will you do? Are you going to fight me, or report to the officials to arrest me?"

"Unreasonable! Brother Zhu, this person is unreasonable!"

"Get out! You beasts, get out of the pavilion right away!"

Wang Wei threw up his sleeves and was furious. He stepped forward and kicked a ewe, trying to drive the sheep out of the pavilion.

However, no matter how much Wang Wei kicked and beat them, more than a dozen sheep huddled on the ground, terrified in their eyes, and refused to move half a step.

The shepherd was carrying a black leather whip, and his eyes revealed a cold murderous intent.

At this time, Zhu Yang saw a young man walking in the rain from a distance, walking towards this side.

Looking at the young master, Zhu Yang couldn't help swallowing, and muttered, "How can there be such a young master like Yu in the world?"

"Brother Zhu, what are you talking about?"

Wang Wei was tired from kicking, and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Following Zhu Yang's gaze, his expression became more exciting.

The young man walking opposite was tall and tall, neither thin nor fat. He was dressed in white and walked in the mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

When the young master approached, Zhu Yang and Wang Wei gasped.

What kind of face should that be?

The two of them have read poetry and books for ten years, but they couldn't find the right words to describe the young man's appearance.

The sheepman was different from Zhu Yang and Wang Wei, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, his eyes lit up with a greedy light.

It's not just women who can sell for money.

If this young man is sold to a brothel, he can sell it for a higher price!

You know, there are always people who like masculinity.

Or sell this young master to those noble ladies in Yangzhou city, those noble ladies are not short of money, and most willing to give up money.

100 taels of gold?

No, it has to be sold for 1000 taels of gold!

It's near, it's near!

As Lear got closer, Zhu Yang and Wang Wei opened their mouths wide, the shepherd was sweating coldly, and hid in the pavilion with some guilt.

This man was walking in the rain, but the rain avoided him!

He was dressed in white clothes of unknown material, without a trace of dust, without a trace of stains, as white as snow.

This person's eyes are like stars in the dark night, deep and bright, as if they can penetrate people's hearts with a single glance, leaving them no secret to hide.

Lear walked into the pavilion, glanced at the two scholars, and then at the shepherd, with a smile on his face.

Seeing Lear, a dozen ewes bleated again.

"Two scholars, what year is this eve, which family in the world is in the world, and which emperor will succeed to the throne?"

"Now is the seventh year of Wende, and the Holy One is Emperor Zhaozong."

"Brother, where are you from? Seeing that you are also a scholar, how can you not know these things?"

In the seventh year of Wende, Emperor Zhaozong?

Lear shook his head, so many years in history, so many emperors, how could he know all of them?

The historical context of this world is not sure whether it is a serious history or a fictional history.

Lear ignored the two scholars, turned to look at the shepherd and the dozen or so ewes under his feet, and said with a chuckle, "Only practice magic, not practice, and no Taoism. By chance, I picked up a magic weapon. I have learned a sorcery that harms people, and I do all kinds of dirty things. Where did you learn the art of making animals?"

baa baa!baa baa!

A dozen ewes screamed excitedly.

The shepherd was sweating coldly, kneeling on the ground with soft feet, kowtowed to Lear continuously, and said in a trembling voice, "Prince Immortal, please forgive me! The little one grew up ugly and was thrown by the side of the road by his parents, and then he was killed by a passing evil priest." Adopt, that evil Taoist doesn’t do good things, it hurts nature and justice.”

"The little one followed the evil Taoist priest, and he taught him the art of making animals. He specially kidnapped people, women and girls and sold them to Yangzhou in exchange for gold and silver. He also used the gold and silver to buy some resources such as talisman paper and elixir for the evil Taoist priest. Practice."

"The little one never took the initiative to harm others, please learn from the immortal!"

Lear ignored the shepherd for the time being, and stretched out his hand to grab it, and immediately there were more than a dozen colorful women's clothes in the pavilion.

Looking at the dozen or so ewes, Lear asked with a smile, "Scholar, do you want to avoid it?"

With curiosity on his face, Zhu Yang walked out of the pavilion despite the rain.

Wang Wei looked at the dozen or so ewes with burning eyes. He also understood that these sheep were not real sheep. His eyes were full of indescribable brilliance, he turned his head three times at every step, and walked out of the pavilion reluctantly.

Seeing the two scholars soaking in the rain outside the pavilion, Li Er waved his hand, and immediately there were more than a dozen white women of different fat and thin in the pavilion, with no hair or hair.

Chapter 230

In the pavilion, there was the sound of rustling clothes being put on.

Lear's eyes were clear, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

In the rain outside the pavilion, Wang Wei stretched his neck, his eyes shining.

The shepherd knelt aside, his thoughts turned quickly, and he was in no mood to pay attention to these women.

After a while, when more than a dozen women got dressed, the pavilion suddenly became chaotic.

"You thief, you have caused me so much suffering!"

"You turned me into a ewe, do you know how anxious my husband is?"

"Thief, you are ruining my reputation. How can I meet my husband and neighbors when I go back?"

Snapped!

The shepherd was slapped and kicked a few times.

His cheeks were swollen, and there were a few footprints on his body, but there was no anger on the shepherd's face, and he quickly thought about countermeasures with flickering eyes.

Lear looked at the dozen or so women, some of whom were in their twenties and married.

Some are still teenage girls who have not left the cabinet.

The shepherd was taught the art of animal making by an evil Taoist priest, using the art of animal making to turn women into ewes and drive them to Yangzhou City for sale.

These women, no matter they are in their twenties or teens, are all beautiful, and they can be sold in romantic places for a lot of money.And the shepherd uses the money exchanged to buy talisman papers, elixir, and some materials for refining magic weapons for the cultivators to cultivate.

To put it simply, this shepherd is a Taoist boy, but the Taoist priest he follows is an evil way, and he himself is not a good person.

A woman married as a wife has a more aggressive personality and more courage, and punches and kicks the shepherd in repayment for the insults and grievances she has received these days.

The girls who hadn't left the cabinet squatted on the ground, and some even hugged their shoulders and started sobbing.

Zhu Yang and Wang Wei walked into the pavilion.

Seeing more than a dozen women, Zhu Yang showed an angry expression on his face, and shouted at the shepherd, "Bold, how dare you use evil methods to rob the women's families? Do you still have the king's law in your eyes? This son will definitely arrest you Go to the official and let the prefect severely punish you for your crime!"

The shepherd knelt on the ground without even looking at Zhu Yang.

Since he followed the evil Taoist, the evil Taoist did not pay attention to the government, and he did not pay attention to the government.

Wang Wei had a different reaction from Zhu Yang. He glanced back and forth at the dozen or so women and clicked his tongue.