The Taoist said that he wanted to regret the marriage!

There are thousands of miles of stars and rivers, and the bright moon hangs high.

Lin Xunzhou held his waist card and looked serious, but he couldn't help but want to cover his face and sigh in his heart, how did things come to this point?

Anyway, now, no matter what, he has to hide his true identity——

If people know that the majestic master of Mingzong is pretending to be Jindanqi and wreaking havoc in the casino, does he still want to lose face?

The two large characters of "Shengong" on the waist card are written neatly and clearly.The man in black stared at these two words, his face became extremely ugly.

Didn't the subordinates say that these are two ordinary casual cultivators? Why is this young man a disciple of the Jingu Palace?

At this moment, the man in black wanted to go back and eat his subordinates alive.

Everyone in the cultivation world knows that Mingzong disciples are not easy to mess with, and the disciples of Mingzong Shrine are even more difficult to mess with.

The shrine gathered the most talented figures in the entire cultivation world, and the suzerain of Mingzong taught in person, which can be regarded as half of the suzerain of Mingzong.If he dared to attack the disciples of the Jingong, tomorrow Mingzong would dare to turn the mausoleum upside down in order to avenge his precious disciples.

The man in black's complexion changed a few times, and he suddenly sneered: "It's really a hero, I didn't expect you to be a disciple of the Jingu... But this is the end, do you think I will let you go? If you don't say anything today If you die here, I may escape; but if you let me go, you will bring people to kill me in the future."

Lin Xunzhou said in a cold voice: "Shengong's waist card can send messages thousands of miles away. When you spoke, I had already sent a message to the Zongmen about what happened here. I'm afraid it will not be easy for you to want me to die quietly."

Lin Xunzhou's face was calm, as if he had really sent a message to the sect and felt confident.However, in fact, he didn't do anything, he just took out his waist card and made a show.

The man in black narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a fierce look in his eyes: "After killing you, I will naturally have a way to cover up from Mingzong. Stop talking nonsense and die!"

The man in black stretched out his hand into a claw, and grabbed it fiercely!

Zheng——

Lin Xunzhou raised his sword to block it, and it struck the man in black's wrist, unexpectedly splashing a few sparks.

This man's wrist is extremely hard, like iron stone, even the sword can't cut it.

Could it be that he really wants to reveal his identity today?

While Lin Xunzhou was hesitating, he suddenly heard Li Zhoumian's voice from beside him:

"I advise you not to be too complacent. You can't think of it. In fact, I still have a talisman."

The man in black was startled, and when he raised his head, he saw a piece of talisman rushing toward his face, and a burst of spiritual energy suddenly exploded!

The air wave was tumbling, and the man in black couldn't dodge in time, the spiritual energy was hitting his waist and abdomen, and with a "boom", a small blood mist filled the air.

The man in black flew backwards, and hit the wall with a "bang", the stone bricks shattered to the ground.He collapsed into the gravel, his eyes widened, his face was covered with blood, his meridians were broken, and he couldn't move.

In a blink of an eye, the man in black, who was still invincible just now, was no longer majestic, dying.

It's just a talisman paper that contains a trace of Taoism in the transformation stage, and it can make a monk at the peak of the Nascent Soul no longer have the power to fight back.

The gap between the God Transformation stage and the Nascent Soul stage is like the difference between clouds and mud.

The breeze blows, blowing away the smell of blood in the air.

Li Zhoumian smiled at him: "Look, isn't retribution coming soon?"

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Lin Xunzhou, and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

Lin Xunzhou shook his head: "I'm fine."

He hesitated for a moment, and sighed: "You have quite a lot of talismans on your body... Was it also a gift from Prince Yan?"

Li Zhoumian coughed lightly, and said vaguely, "Mmm..."

Lin Xunzhou didn't ask any more questions, and thought to himself, he is indeed the beloved Bai Yueguang's lover, Li Tianmian, the son of King Yan, and his love and protection can be seen by giving him so many talismans.

Li Zhoumian didn't change the smile on his face, thinking that of course I have a lot of talisman papers, and I have as many as I want, if I don't have enough, I just need to draw another one at any time.

Li Zhoumian looked at the man in black who had collapsed on the ground again.

The man in black was covered in dust and blood, his eyes were about to burst, he gasped heavily, and said intermittently, "You, who are you?"

Li Zhoumian said leisurely: "Li Sanqi is the guard at Xiayan Palace."

The man in black first showed doubts, seemed to think for two seconds, and suddenly realized, with annoyed face: "You, you are... the one that Prince Yan likes, lover, Li Sanqi?"

The man in black thought angrily, damn it, what kind of people have my retarded subordinates messed with me!Is he able to offend the person that the cultivator of Transformation God likes?

The man in black suddenly felt that he had died unjustly.

Li Zhoumian was looking at him with a smile, but when he heard the word "lover", his expression froze for a moment.

He twitched the corner of his mouth, turned his head, and suddenly found that Lin Xunzhou was also looking at him quietly, as if he had a thousand words to say, and finally he only sighed softly.

Li Zhoumian: "..."

He suddenly remembered, since he introduced himself, Lin Xunzhou looked at him with complicated eyes several times.

He now finally understood what that meant.

Li Zhoumian felt that he had to explain: "... Linzhou, don't think too much, things are not what you think..."

Li Zhoumian said, when he saw the Jingu disciple waist card in Lin Xunzhou's hand, his heart skipped a beat, and he thought of an important thing.

It's over, he is not an ordinary person, he is a disciple of Mingzong Shrine!

Ever since Li Zhoumian insisted on retiring the engagement, he was mentally prepared to offend Mingzong.

Five years ago, when the demons invaded the comprehension world, Lin Xunzhou drove them back with a single stroke of his sword. Since then, he has become famous all over the world. It is difficult to find anyone who hates him in the comprehension world.If it is said that ordinary people admire Lin Xunzhou, then Mingzong disciples respect him crazily.As for Lin Xunzhou's half-personal heir, the disciples of the Shengong even regarded him as a god.

If you say something bad about Lin Xunzhou in front of the disciples of Mingzong, they might fight you on the spot.

Then, what attitude will Mingzong disciples have towards Lin Xunzhou's "rival in love"?

Li Zhoumian thought to himself that he wished he could give him a sword on the spot to vent his anger on their suzerain.

Looking at Lin Xunzhou, who was holding a sword in a Taoist robe and had a cold face, Li Zhoumian suddenly had the feeling of walking around the edge of a cliff.

He regretted it now, regretted it very much, why did he use Li Sanqi's name for nothing?

Now that the matter has come to this point, Li Tianmian can only bite the bullet and pretend to be this identity to the end.He took a slight breath and showed an innocent smile to Lin Xunzhou.

..................

Thousands of miles away from the mausoleum, the Mingzong Shrine.

In the library pavilion on the first floor of the Jingu Temple, disciples in twos and threes are reading at night with lamps in their hands, forgetting to eat and sleep.

Jingu disciple Liu Shuyun finally finished reading a page of the book, and couldn't help rubbing his forehead.

Fang Xiaowu was watching "Ten Years of Cultivation and Five Years Simulation" next to him. He felt dizzy and almost fell asleep. He only woke up when he heard the sound of Liu Shuyun putting down the book.

Fang Xiaowu hastily poured a cup of tea for Liu Shuyun, and said with a smile, "Brother is really hardworking. After watching it all night, the sky is almost dawning. I almost can't stand it anymore."

Liu Shuyun sighed: "The books are all good books, but there are many puzzles in them. It would be great if I could ask the suzerain for advice."

Fang Xiaowu also felt the same way: "Unfortunately, I heard that the suzerain is busy with affairs and won't come to the shrine these days... Brother Liu, you seem a little unhappy?"

Liu Shuyun said in a deep voice: "How can I be happy!"

Fang Xiaowu scratched his head and said, "Although the suzerain won't come to the shrine for a few days, there will always be opportunities to ask for advice in the future. I don't know why Senior Brother Liu is so sad?"

Liu Shuyun took a sip of tea with a gloomy expression: "The suzerain usually attaches great importance to the disciples of our shrine. Although the sect has many affairs, he always finds time to come to the shrine to give lectures. The suzerain is not here for a few days. I always feel that things are not right. Simple."

Fang Xiaowu was stunned: "Why not simple?"

Liu Shuyun said: "What do you think is the biggest thing that happened recently?"

Fang Xiaowu thought for a while, then lowered his voice and said, "The biggest thing that happened recently is naturally...the divorce."

Liu Shuyun nodded, and sighed softly: "That's it. I suspect that the Suzerain was hurt by those two bastards in the Yan Palace, so he stayed behind closed doors."

Fang Xiaowu frowned and said: "The suzerain is radiant and elegant, and he is worried about major affairs in the world. Would you be so sad for a mere marriage contract?"

Liu Shuyun shook his head: "No one knows what the suzerain is thinking, but being annulled for no reason, how can you not feel sad? Even if the suzerain really doesn't take it to heart, we disciples of the divine art cannot swallow this sigh."

Fang Xiaowu thought for a while and understood: "Senior brother Liu, I understand, but the main reason is that you feel uncomfortable in your heart and want to vent your anger to Prince Yan's mansion!"

Liu Shuyun smiled.

Fang Xiaowu rubbed his chin: "Senior Brother Liu, you actually smiled! You have always been less expressive. Since you started worshiping the suzerain, you have imitated his behavior and behavior, and your expression has become even less."

Liu Shuyun straightened his face again, and said: "I'm not the only one who wants to vent his anger to Prince Yan's Mansion."

Fang Xiaowu said: "I can guess that, it's normal for everyone to be dissatisfied with Prince Yan's Mansion."

Liu Shuyun said calmly again: "Recently, it's time for the disciples of the Jingu Temple to go out to practice."

The topic changed a bit quickly, Fang Xiaowu was stunned for a moment before he said: "I know this, Senior Brother Liu is going out to practice too?"

Liu Shuyun nodded: "The direction I'm going is near Yunzhou, the fiefdom of King Yan."

Fang Xiaowu said: "Oh, that's it...ah? Wait, Senior Brother Liu, you are not going to kick the door of Prince Yan's mansion, are you? Calm down Senior Brother!"

Fang Xiaowu was almost petrified.

Liu Shuyun still had a calm expression on his face: "I'm very calm. I didn't plan to kick the door of Prince Yan's mansion, nor did I plan to assassinate him. But it's okay to make those scumbags feel bad, right?"

Fang Xiaowu didn't know how to answer the question, and after a while he tried to persuade him with a bitter face: "Then, senior brother, what are you going to do?"

Liu Shuyun pondered for a while, and said, "I haven't figured out how to do it yet. However, I already have a preliminary idea."

Fang Xiaowu: "...what?"

Liu Shuyun said in a low voice: "I am not the only fellow who has experienced in Yanwang's fief area. First of all, we must unite and have a common goal."

As he spoke, he got up and took out a map from the bookshelf, spread it out on the small case, and stretched out his hand to draw a circle around Yunzhou, Lingcheng and other Yanwang fiefdoms.

Liu Shuyun took out the waist card again and put it on the table, and said: "I plan to use the waist card to send a message, contact the fellow disciples who have experienced in this area, and work together..."

While speaking, Liu Shuyun closed his eyes and held the waist card, which lightened slightly.

He opened his eyes and nodded with satisfaction: "Okay."

Fang Xiaowu said in a daze: "Has the summons been sent out?"

Liu Shuyun nodded.

The communication function of the Jingu Waist Card is very powerful, and it was the Suzerain Lin Xunzhou who personally proposed the improvement plan.In the words of their suzerain, it is positioning group posting.

..................

In Lingcheng, the bright moon is gradually sinking to the west, and after a while, the sky will turn pale.

The people rushing to the morning market have already started to run in the morning mist. There are tea stalls on the street that have set up tables and chairs early.

Li Zhoumian and Lin Xunzhou sat facing each other on both sides of the small table, with a basket of steamed buns in the middle, steaming hot.

While holding a bun, Li Zhoumian said, "I have reported the incident of the evil cultivator to the Yan Palace, and let them handle the follow-up matters. Those who should be caught and investigated. The evil cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage also I can't live for too long, and I will be pressed into the dungeon of the palace for interrogation before I die, so we don't have to worry about it anymore."

Lin Xunzhou thought for a while, and said "Yes", "Since Lingcheng is the fiefdom of King Yan, it's better for your Yan Palace to handle this matter."

Li Zhoumian stuffed a mouthful of steamed stuffed bun, hesitated to speak.

The two experienced "living together and dying together" overnight, and now they are quite close. Seeing that he had something to say, Lin Xunzhou looked at him curiously.

Li Zhoumian was extremely hesitant, and finally plucked up the courage, and said with a long sigh, "You know the rumors about me, right?"

rumor?What rumor?Lin Xunzhou froze for a moment before he understood.

He took a serious look at Li Zhoumian, and found that his expression was disturbed, and he knew what was in his mind. He said with relief: "What's wrong with it? Arranged marriages are not advisable, and retiring an engagement is also an act of pursuing true love. I won't do it wrong." You are biased."

Lin Xunzhou gave himself a thumbs up in his heart, thinking that he was really the greatest "original match".

In order to reassure Li Zhoumian, Lin Xunzhou also sincerely added: "I wish you and His Royal Highness the son to grow old together and stay together for life."

Li Zhoumian wanted to vomit blood: "...Actually, this matter is really not what you think..."

Who wants to grow old with Li Sanqi forever!

Lin Xunzhou interrupted him and said sincerely: "You really don't have to worry, not every Mingzong disciple is against your love, don't worry, I support you."

Facing Lin Xunzhou's trusting and encouraging eyes, Li Tianmian couldn't express his suffering, so he could only laugh dryly in the end.

After a while, it was already daylight.

Holding the chopsticks, Lin Xunzhou was thinking how long it had been since he had eaten at a food stall, when his waist badge flashed slightly.

Li Zhoumian glanced curiously: "Is this the sound transmission from your shrine?"

Lin Xunzhou checked the content of the summons and nodded: "Almost...well."

He raised his head and looked at Li Zhoumian with a caring look.

Li Zhoumian felt uneasy when he saw him, and touched his face: "What's wrong?"

Lin Xunzhou shook his head, and said in a warm voice: "Li Sanqi, if you meet other disciples of the Divine Palace other than me, you'd better hide."

Li Zhoumian: "Huh?"

Lin Xunzhou said tactfully: "It's nothing, I have some classmates... well, I do have some opinions on you."

Li Zhoumian: "..."

No, he still had to find a way to explain it.

Lin Xunzhou put down his chopsticks, raised the waist badge in his hand, and said to Li Zhoumian: "You continue to eat, I have something to send a message to my fellow disciples, so let's leave for now."

Li Zhoumian nodded, thinking wildly, not knowing what to eat.

..................

Lin Xunzhou turned into an empty corner, his eyes were calm.

He didn't come here to send any news at all, but to deal with a matter.

Lin Xunzhou did not forget that the evil cultivator sent someone to the Spring Breeze Inn to arrest him and Li Zhoumian.

Lin Xunzhou thought, although Li Zhoumian was arrested, he was not at the inn.If I didn't catch myself, it's hard to guarantee that those people won't stay in the inn overnight.

You have to come back and deal with it first.

Lin Xunzhou took a step forward, and the scenery in front of him changed, and in a blink of an eye he was already on the second floor of the Spring Breeze Inn.

In the corner of the second floor, there were still a few menacing figures standing guard. When they saw Lin Xunzhou suddenly appearing, they were stunned for a moment.

Lin Xunzhou glanced at them, thinking that it was true.

Those people came to their senses and were about to curse, "Grandma, I've been waiting all night, and you're finally back", when they suddenly felt cold and stiff all over.

The boundless coercion pressed down head-on, as if there was a thousand-thousand-force force, making them speechless.

Lin Xunzhou didn't want to listen to them.

Lin Xunzhou drew out his sword.

The blade of the sword refracted the morning light, shining brightly. For a moment, it seemed as if a snow had fallen on the second floor of the Spring Breeze Inn, and the frost condensed on the wooden beams.

The shopkeeper downstairs just got up, yawned and pushed open the door of the inn, looked at the twilight morning light in the sky, and thought that the weather is clear and bright today, it is really a good day.

No one noticed the movement on the second floor, everything was quiet and silent.

The head of the second master originally wanted to rush directly to do it, but the moment he saw Lin Xunzhou, he couldn't help but began to tremble.

When Lin Xunzhou's casual eyes fell on him, he knew that he had offended someone he couldn't afford.

"Run!" Er Dangjia finally uttered a hoarse voice with trembling lips, jumped down from the second floor of the inn in horror, and ran away like a wild dog.

The subordinates froze for a moment, and also sensed the dangerous atmosphere in the air, and followed the second leader in horror to flee.

Lin Xunzhou stood where he was, looked at the sword in his hand, and pulled a sword flower in boredom.

One, two, three... ten.

After dozens of silences, the group of people had already ran out for three streets.Lin Xunzhou raised his head and looked in the direction where they were running.

A light and gentle brilliance flashed.

In the deserted alley, the movements of several people who were fleeing in a panic stopped abruptly.They were stunned for a few seconds, lowered their heads in disbelief, blood finally dripped from their necks, their eyes went dark, and they fell to the ground without breath.

Lin Xunzhou drew his sword.The sword was too light and fast, so fast that they didn't even react immediately, they were already dead.

Er Dangjia stopped in his tracks, his face pale and his whole body trembling.

Lin Xunzhou stopped in front of him at some point, looking at him calmly.

He asked indifferently: "You are the second master? Evil cultivators have killed people, and death is more than justified. It's a pity that he died in the inn, which would bring trouble to the shopkeeper. It's better to die here."

Erdangjia suddenly understood that he deliberately let them run out of the inn.

Erdang's whole body was cold, like falling into an ice cellar.

He was trembling all over, and tremblingly said: "You, you can't kill me, there are people above me."

Lin Xunzhou didn't speak, and raised his sword carelessly——

"I have Mingzong above me!" The second master said quickly, gritted his teeth, sweating like waterfalls, "I have someone in Mingzong!"

The tip of the sword stopped less than an inch away from his throat.

Erdangjia swallowed his saliva and shrank back in horror.

He saw Lin Xunzhou's eyes.

Very cold, like nine feet of ice.

He heard the young man say every word:

"You, colluded with Mingzong?"