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"What, what's going on?"

For a moment, even the air was quiet.

To this, everyone's first reaction was: Did something go wrong when Zhao Gaocheng cast the spell of inviting the gods? Otherwise, how could the rune of inviting the gods find Zhao Ye?

But after thinking about it, Zhao Gaocheng could invite Zhong Kui, so how could he make such a low-level mistake?

So maybe, maybe, maybe there is only one answer - is Zhao Ye a god? !

It’s unbelievable, but what if it’s true!

Chang Songzi couldn't help getting excited, because it meant that they were all saved.

Then in the next second he found his apprentice's sword resting on Zhao Ye's neck.

His apprentice's sword resting on Zhao Ye's neck? ? ! !

Chang Songzi: "..."

Others from the Provincial Road Association: "..."

The quiet air instantly became five points more embarrassing!

The middle-aged Taoist glanced at Zhao Ye, then at the God Invitation Rune in front of him, and slowly opened his mouth wide!

Then there was only a bang, and the long sword he put on Zhao Ye's neck fell to the ground.

He looked dazed!

God, please come to the object of questioning, this, what kind of world is this... Xianfan's joke?

Zhao Ye was silent!

For the sake of Zhao Gaocheng's sincerity and filial piety, he thought about it and asked again: "Do you need my help?"

After finally calming down, Zhao Gaocheng: "..."

The embarrassment of five points turned into ten in an instant.

Because Daoist Lingzhen had asked him this sentence before, and the next moment they held the sword on his neck.

Zhao Gaocheng blushed, ashamed!

He said dryly: "...Yes."

In just a split second, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind.

No wonder they couldn't figure out Zhang Qizhi's whereabouts before, but Zhao Ye could easily do it.

Only then did he recall that Taoist Master Lingzhen seemed to have always respected Zhao Ye as the patriarch.

So Zhao Ye is actually Qingchuan Guanzu's senior brother?

But which god is enshrined in Qingchuan Temple?

He really didn't know, after all, before that, the Temple of the Three Immortals and the Temple of Qingchuan had nothing to do with each other!

Since it is impossible to deduce Zhao Ye's title, Zhao Gaocheng can only say: "Then Zhao Dao... Shangxian, are you here by yourself or as a disciple?"

But Zhang Qizhi never gave him a chance to choose.

Zhao Ye had already calmed down when the long sword that the middle-aged Taoist priest held around Zhao Ye's neck fell to the ground.

After panicking, he immediately decided to strike first, and at the same time he did not forget to say harsh words: "Pretending to be a ghost, playing tricks, I want to see how much you weigh?"

Zhao Ye immediately sent Daoist Lingzhen and others beside him with a palm, and then raised his hand to face Zhang Qizhi.

boom!

The air wave after the explosion sent Master Lingzhen and others further away.

Just when they barely stood still, they saw Zhao Ye flying upside down like a cannonball, then smashed hard on a stone pillar, and finally fell to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Zhao Gaocheng: "..."

Master Lingzhen: "..."

Chang Songzi and others: "..."

What kind of joke is this?

Zhang Qizhi withdrew his palm and burst out laughing when he saw this.

"I really thought you were lucky enough to bump into a fairy at the scene, but I didn't expect it to be just a fake, hahaha!"

Zhao Gaocheng and others at the side suddenly changed their faces.

Zhao Ye seemed to be unknown, because he was busy touching his face up and down.

Then he relaxed in his heart and said, "Fortunately, he didn't lose his appearance!"

What if Shen Huaichuan dislikes him if he loses his appearance?

Hearing this, the old Taoist priest, who was tied to the pillar behind him, was about to feel a chill in his heart: "..."

Then Zhao Ye took advantage of the situation and sat down on the ground, muttering to himself: "Sure enough, the cultivation of the body is still too low!"

Zhang Qizhi thought that he had resigned to his fate, and immediately said with some regret: "Boy, you are not killed on the spot after receiving my palm, you have some skills. If it is normal, as long as you are willing to surrender, it is not a bad idea to accept you as a subordinate." , it's a pity..."

Given his current situation, he didn't dare to keep a guy by his side who might turn against him at any time.

Then he said wildly: "But don't worry, I will leave your whole body!"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Ye, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly closed his eyes before he finished speaking.

Then, a white light burst out from Zhao Ye's body, and then exploded.

"what?"

The moment the white light disappeared, everyone put down their hands that were in front of them.

All I saw was a figure suddenly appeared in the sky, that person was wearing a white robe, embroidered with black patterns and clouds, with fluttering sleeves, a white jade crown on his head, and a white ribbon hanging from each side.

Taking a closer look, the man with sword eyebrows and star eyes, face like a sculpture, is clearly the mature version of Zhao Ye!

And below him, 'Zhao Ye' sat cross-legged on the ground, motionless.

Out of body!

All of a sudden, these four words flashed in everyone's mind.

Zhao Ye looked at Zhang Qizhi and said seriously, "I didn't hear what you said just now!"

Obviously he didn't have any coercion on him, but the expression on Zhang Qizhi's face slowly froze.

Even an unprecedented panic suddenly rushed into his heart.

"you--"

Then he made a decisive decision, raised the cloth banner in his hand, and was about to draw the power of those ghost soldiers again.

But at this moment, Zhao Ye appeared behind Zhang Qizhi in a flash.

Zhang Qizhi, who was keenly aware of Zhao Ye's existence, immediately tightened his pupils.

Before he could react, Zhao Ye waved his right hand, and a mountain-like force hit his back.

boom--

The moment the cloth banner came out, Zhang Qizhi flew out and smashed hard on the altar.

As soon as Zhao Ye stretched out his hand, he happened to catch the cloth banner.

——Although his physical body is still very weak, don't forget that his soul has actually survived 81 thunderstorms.

Compared to Zhao Ye before, Zhang Qizhi is really in a mess now. His hair is disheveled, his robe is torn, and he keeps coughing up blood.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged Taoist directly covered his heart. He had the illusion that he was riding a roller coaster, and he was shocked for a while, and happy for a while.

Zhang Qizhi suddenly raised his head, his face pale.

The disparity in strength was too great, at this moment, he was finally afraid!

There was only one thought left in his mind, and that was to escape——

Thinking of this, he immediately put his hand into his arms.

Chang Songzi was all too familiar with this scene, he immediately shouted: "No, Zhang Qizhi wants to escape with a stand-in magic weapon!"

—— Zhang Qizhi also stole this substitute magic weapon from the underworld. The magic weapon is divided into two pieces. Zhang Qizhi holds one piece in his hand, and then hides the other piece in a safe place. When he is in danger, he can use it Use the half of the magic weapon in your hand to teleport to the place where another magic weapon is hidden.

This is how Zhang Qizhi escaped when the Provincial Road Association organized a manpower siege before.

However, before the words finished, Zhang Qizhi had already taken out the half of the magic weapon.

In the next second, a white light flashed, and a substitute appeared on the spot, and he had already fled outward at the speed of light with the help of the magic weapon.

Hearing Chang Songzi's words, he turned his head and looked over his shoulder. He was overjoyed and proud: "It's late!"

But at the same time, Zhao Ye's voice rang in his ears: "It's late!"

Zhang Qizhi suddenly looked at Zhao Ye.

At some point, Zhao Ye called the Yuanpan hanging in the air over, and under Zhang Qizhi's terrified gaze, forcibly erased Zhang Qizhi's divine consciousness on it.

His consciousness was erased, and Zhang Qizhi was also severely injured. However, before his body could react, the next moment, he directly bumped into an invisible wall.

——At this moment, Zhao Ye poured his spiritual consciousness into the disc, and mastered this space.

Zhang Qizhi, who fell to the ground again, twisted his facial features into a ball, and the severe pain in his abdomen told him that his internal organs might have been shattered.

He never thought that the disc, which was the most important part of his plan, would eventually become his death talisman!

Zhang Qizhi, who knew he was doomed, looked at Zhao Ye and said, "Today I'm a victim, but you don't want to get out of here."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head abruptly to look at Zhao Ye's body, and was about to explode himself immediately.

Zhao Ye didn't even raise his eyelids, and with another wave of his hand, more than a dozen qi swords burst out instantly, directly piercing Zhang Qizhi into a hedgehog.

The next moment, the air sword exploded, directly blasting Zhang Qizhi's body into powder.

Seeing this scene, Chang Songzi and the others were all in a daze.

They never thought that Zhang Qizhi, who was invincible before, would die like this.

Didn't even give them time to react!

When they came back to their senses, they saw Zhao Ye twiddling his body.

The Taoist priest who was tied to the nearby stone pillar immediately asked, "Shangxian, what are you looking for?"

Zhao Ye: "Where's my phone?"

Then I heard someone say in the distance: "Here, here!"

Zhao Ye immediately followed the sound and walked over, and sure enough, he picked up his mobile phone beside a stone pillar.

It probably fell here when it was hit by Zhang Qizhi just now.

Then Zhao Ye's eyes fell on the old Taoist who had spoken just now, and after a slight pause, he looked at the young Taoist priest who was tied to the stone pillar next to him.

The young Taoist thought that Zhao Ye had some important task to entrust to him, so he straightened his chest immediately: "Shangxian?"

The old Taoist on the side looked disappointed.

I only heard Zhao Ye ask: "Can you take pictures?"

Young Taoist: "...Huh?"

Young Taoist priest: "Yes!"

Zhao Ye immediately put him down, and handed him the phone again: "Come on, take a picture for me, remember to take a better picture!"

The young Taoist reacted immediately, not only did he not feel disillusioned with his idol, but he said excitedly: "I, I, I, I can also make pictures!"

Zhao Ye was instantly more satisfied!

Others also reacted one after another, and after a while, Chang Songzi and others were all let go.

Seeing Zhao Ye who was too busy taking photos in the distance to take care of others, the president of the Provincial Road Association was very envious: "Fellow Taoists, what do you think?"

Chang Songzi's eyes fell on Taoist Master Lingzhen, who was still not able to slow down in the distance, rolled his eyes, and said, "I have a solution!"

The young Taoist was very quick, and it only took an hour to help Zhao Ye post all the photos.

Zhao Yedang even sent all these photos to Shen Huaichuan, the frontal ones, the profile ones, the worried ones...

Shen Huaichuan who was working overtime: "..."

Looking at the old-fashioned handsome man who was gazing tenderly at him in the photo, Shen Huaichuan suddenly sat up straight. At this moment, there was only one sentence left in his mind, so handsome, I want to...

Thinking of this, his thoughts suddenly couldn't stop the car!

Anyway, Zhao Ye can't do it now! !

Thinking of this, Shen Huaichuan became more confident, so he blushed and replied, "I'm on Saturday and Sunday, and I'll see you then."

Unexpectedly, there was unexpected joy, Zhao Ye replied immediately: "Okay!"

As soon as Zhang Qizhi died, this matter was considered to have come to an end here at Zhao Ye, but it was getting late, coupled with the enthusiasm of Chang Songzi and others, Zhao Ye decided to stay in Xinshi for one night and go back tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, early the next morning, Chang Songzi and others led Zhao Gaocheng to the door.

Chang Songzi pointed at Zhao Gaocheng and the others, and said righteously: "Uncle Patriarch, these unfilial things offended you yesterday, and now I bring them here to make amends to you!"

Before the words were finished, Zhao Gaocheng and the others knelt down and kowtowed to Zhao Ye three times like kowtowing incense to their ancestors: "Ancestor, this disciple offended me yesterday, please forgive me!"

"Wait—" Zhao Ye was a little puzzled.

Why did Chang Songzi and others call him Zuzu, Zushibo?

Doesn't Qingchuan Temple have nothing to do with these Taoist temples?

And yesterday Chang Songzi and others called him Shangxian.

Daoist Lingzhen at the side blushed directly: "It's like this. Last night, the Lord Chang Songzi invited me over in the name of drinking celebration wine, but I got too drunk... so I made obeisance with them in a daze. !"

Zhao Ye: "..."

The author has something to say: When sworn in:

Master Lingzhen: From today on, we will share the blessings and share the hardships!

Chang Songzi and others: From today on, your ancestors, teachers and uncles will raise it together!

After waking up:

Master Lingzhen: How shameless!

Chang Songzi and others: Isn't he a living god? (Watch the sky.jpg!)