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Chapter 1836: Please accept my respects from Pindao

If a master like this wants to leave, there is nothing we can do except Jin Xingyuan.

But Jin Xingyuan stood there, with no intention of chasing after him, and watched as Hu Jiuqing disappeared from everyone's sight.

A group of us quickly arrived at Jin Xingyuan's side, and Tang Shangning walked forward quickly: "Mr. Jin, why don't you go after him?"

Jin Xingyuan glanced at Tang Shangning, shook his head, and then suddenly swayed. A thin line of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face quickly turned pale.

I saw that the blood flowing out of the corner of Jin Xingyuan's mouth was also golden, but his blood seemed to be more colorful.

Duan Tianyang's blood is a light golden color, while Jin Xingyuan's blood is golden yellow, which is very eye-catching.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and immediately put the sword away.

Only then did Tang Shangning know that Jin Xingyuan was injured, and he quickly asked with concern: "Mr. Jin, are your injuries okay?"

"It's okay. I didn't expect that the right envoy of Yiguan Dao would be so powerful. I have heard of Hu Jiuqing before. He was far from such a strong person before. He probably got Bai Maitreya's guidance, so his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds. Bai Maitreya This person is really terrifying." Jin Xingyuan lamented.

"It's my fault this time. I didn't plan well and let some Taoist priests escape." Tang Shangning blamed himself.

"It doesn't matter. As long as they don't take away the book Art of War, this mission will not be considered a failure. I'm tired. You can handle the rest." After saying that, Jin Xingyuan turned around and walked down the mountain.

When he passed by me, he looked at me specifically, his eyes were a little strange, and he couldn't tell what he felt.

I am very wary of this old guy.

Not long ago, when Duan Tianyang dealt with me and Xiaopang, he just watched from the side and didn't take any action. He just wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

This guy with a small belly really makes me have no good impression of him.

Jin Xingyuan left very quickly. She was only ten meters away from us just now. In the blink of an eye, she was several miles away.

This method of shrinking the ground into an inch is really extraordinary.

After watching Jin Xingyuan disappear, Tang Shangning waved his hand and greeted us back to the Empress Temple.

On the way, I came close to Tang Shangning and whispered, "Uncle Tang, why did you only invite Jin Xingyuan to come over? If Grandpa Zhang is here, not to mention that part of Tianyang, even Hu Jiuqing might not be able to escape."

"You kid, don't think about everything too simply. Yanbei is the top priority. Your Grandpa Zhang and Ba Ye's mission is to guard Yanbei. If they come, Yanbei will definitely defend the emptiness. If Bai Maitreya and his people went to Yanbei to cause trouble. Without Master Zhang, the consequences would be disastrous." Tang Shangning rolled his eyes at me angrily.

"With such a big Yan Bei, there won't be only Grandpa Zhang and Master Eight, right? What's the matter with one missing person?" I was a little unconvinced.

"Of course it's different. Your Grandpa Zhang represents the entire Longhu Mountain. In Yanbei, there are many disciples of the Longhu Mountain lineage. They only listen to your Grandpa Zhang's orders. He is not alone. He must take the overall situation into consideration. There is no such thing as He cannot leave Yanbei under any special circumstances."

"Then why does my master never see the dragon's head or tail all day long?" I was a little puzzled.

"Your master is a different matter. He also has his own things to do."

"My master is a mysterious old man. He is busy outside all day long. He didn't really take my money to raise a bunch of little widows, right?" I was very curious.

As soon as he said this, Tang Shangning kicked me in the butt: "You brat, do you dare to say this in front of your master? I think you are itchy again?"

"No, no, no... I was just joking." I chuckled and quickly changed the subject.

"Uncle Tang, let me tell you something. This Jin Xingyuan almost killed me. When Duan Tianyang was chasing us, he was watching from the side. He watched helplessly as an old Taoist from Tianjing Palace was killed by Duan Tianyang. Xiaopang was seriously injured and never took action. I think he is still worried about his descendants who we and Master Ba beat up last time. If those two buddies from the special team hadn't spoken, he would probably have watched it too. I was killed by Duan Tianyang." I said seriously.

"Is this happening?" Tang Shangning looked shocked.

"Really, why don't you ask those two buddies from the special team, they should be your Yan Bei's men."

"This guy surnamed Jin is really not a thing. If you are really killed by Duan Tianyang, then you will screw me up. Not to mention your master, I can't explain it. I'm afraid your Grandpa Zhang and the Eighth Master will also kill you." My skin." Tang Shangning couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"Is he doing this to avenge himself? Will your special team have any means of punishment for him?" I asked tentatively.

Tang Shangning sighed: "Xiaojie, just pretend that this didn't happen. Jin Xing's position is much higher than mine in terms of hierarchy. I really can't do anything to him. Just stay away from him next time. I After I go back, I will discuss this matter with your Grandpa Zhang, and he will not deal with your Grandpa Zhang very much."

We chatted all the way and then returned to the Empress Temple. Someone had already begun to collect the corpses.

People from the first pass and the special task force placed the bodies separately.

Of the more than 30 veteran Taoists in the Empress Temple, only a dozen are left now. The entire Taoist temple is in a mess, and the smell of blood is very strong.

When Master Yonghuan saw us coming back, he hurriedly came up to us, saluted us and said, "Tang Bureau, thank you for coming to help us, otherwise our place would definitely be in disaster."

Tang Shangning waved his hand and said: "Master Yonghuan, the people from the First Pass came here for your fragments of the Heavenly Book of Art of War. Such treasures can no longer be enshrined in the main hall. They must be replaced by a very safe one." The place will do.”

"Thank you Tang Bureau for reminding me. We will definitely find a suitable place to ensure that no one can find the Art of War book that day again."

"Xiao Jie, take it out." Tang Shangning looked at me.

I quickly took out the Art of War from that day's book and handed it to Yonghuan Master: "Master Yonghuan, I tried my best to keep the Art of War that day's book. Not a page is missing. I can't write a single word." I didn’t look at it, now it’s back to its original owner, you must keep it.”

I said it very solemnly. Master Yonghuan looked at me and almost cried with excitement: "This little friend is so kind and virtuous that I will never forget it. Please accept me and pay my respects."

After saying that, Master Yonghuan knelt down to salute. I quickly supported him and said righteously: "Master Yonghuan is too polite. We are both members of the Taoist sect, so we should be like this..."

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