Brother Gao Leng's personality cannot be collapsed

"Bless the immortal to protect the village and pass through smoothly."

"Immortal, you must show your spirit and save the village."

"Otherwise, the village may not be saved."

...

On the altar, all the people were praying, when suddenly the wind and cloud changed, and the incense suddenly went out. Seeing this, everyone under the stone platform was amazed. Suddenly, a white light broke through the sky. superior.

Due to the impact of the collapse of the secret realm, the teleportation formation was interrupted, causing Jiang Yunwei to fail to teleport to the same place as Gu Yixuan.

Jiang Yunwei stood up straight and realized that he came to a stone platform. There were several plates of melons, fruits, pears and peaches on the table in front of him. On the side was a cauldron with burning incense. Everyone in the audience stared at him. Seeing it a little hairy, "What's the situation? Where is this?"

Sure enough, he was a salted fish, and he still couldn't bear the burden of all the attention.

Meeting everyone's eyes, Jiang Yun took a step back.

Suddenly, under the stone platform, the villagers rushed up and surrounded him.

"Immortal, you are finally here."

"Meet the immortal."

"Don't immortals wear shoes?" A child opened his eyes wide and asked puzzledly, but his mouth was covered by a woman beside him.

...

Hearing this, Jiang Yun shrank his toes slightly in embarrassment. He hadn't worn shoes since that day in the cave, and he would have forgotten about it if he hadn't been reminded.

"Get out of the way for me."

Just as Jiang Yunwei was surrounded and at a loss what to do, at this moment, a middle-aged man came out from the crowd with a yell.

"My name is Li Ci, and I am the head of a village here. I am here to pay respects to the immortal." As he spoke, the man bent his legs, as if he was about to kneel.

Seeing this, Jiang Yunwei hurriedly stopped him and explained: "I am a monk sent by the formation, not the fairy you say."

The villagers were taken aback when they heard this, and Jiang Yunwei continued to explain before they believed it.

From these people, Jiang Yunwei learned that the place he came from was called "Mingqiu Village", which was far away from the Shangqing Gate. This village was recently attacked by monsters, and the villagers suffered heavy casualties, so he opened an altar to pray for the blessings of the gods. Unexpectedly, he was called.

"Since the monsters are doing evil, why don't you ask the monks?" Jiang Yunwei and Village Chief Li sat on the stage, crossed their legs, held the villagers to cut the watermelon for him, and took a bite.

"This...to be honest, this place is close to the Taixian Temple, but no matter how much money the village spends, they refuse to show up."

"Why is this?"

"Not long ago, people from the Taixian Temple said that the spiritual mine was buried deep in the village, and they gave us a sum of money to let the villagers move away, but most of the young and strong villagers here have gone out to work hard, and only some are nostalgic here. How can I be willing to leave when I am lonely and widowed.”

Hearing this, Jiang Yunwei somewhat understood, after all, the ancients valued the foundation.

"Speaking of which, since the village rejected those monks, there have been many strange things in the village." The woman on the side echoed.

After she finished speaking, she was quickly stopped by the people next to her. In this world of comprehension, mortals are like nothing. Even if what they said was true, these monks would not stand by reason.

"Is there such a thing?" Jiang Yunwei said in surprise, not letting go of what the woman said.

Taixiandian is the number one immortal sect in the cultivation world, there are strong people gathered, and the wealthy side, it is said that the annual salary of an outer disciple of Taixiandian is worth one month's expenses of their Shangqing sect.

Within the Four Great Immortal Schools, the disparity in strength is obvious.

In the book, the Taixian Hall is ambitious and tries to annex the resources of the three major immortal sects. Lin Yan, the head of the Taixian Hall, is Gu Yixuan's father.

In the realm of comprehension, the strong are respected, and it is not surprising that the strong wiped out a sect, let alone a mortal village.

If that's the case, it's really not easy to deal with...

"Since the Supreme Immortal Hall opened its mouth, no monk has dared to accept the task of eliminating demons here. This Taoist priest, please save the village. I will be grateful." Li Ci begged.

The surrounding villagers also came to plead.

Seeing this, Jiang Yunwei couldn't shirk it, thinking that he had nothing else on him, not even an inn silver, and Gu Yixuan's whereabouts were unknown, so he might as well rest here for a while.

After all, he is also a young suzerain, after all, Taixian Palace will not even give him these face.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yunwei agreed.

On that day, Jiang Yunwei was invited by a warm woman to her home as a guest, and she specially brought some good wine to entertain her.

Aunt Jiang was a tailor in the village, and she was good at knitting and threading. Seeing that his clothes were worn out, she brought some newly made clothes and knitted one immediately.

Although this plain white gown was not as gorgeous as the robes he wore before, the stitches were neat and neat.

"Master Dao, look at whether the clothes fit or not, if not, I will change them." The woman laughed.

Jiang Yunwei accepted it and thanked him.

At noon, Jiang Yunwei followed the villagers to the mountain with the little monster, looking for traces of the rogue monster.

"Fortune, hurry up and find where are those monsters?" Jiang Yun asked slightly.

The little monster is very human, and immediately turned into the grass after receiving the order.

Jiang Yunwei searched everywhere but failed. He returned to the foot of the mountain and happened to meet some disciples from the Hall of Immortals.

Four Taixian Temple disciples stood at the gate of the village and shouted and cursed. One of the disciples with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks kicked down the stone tablet at the gate of the village and shouted: "The elder told me to mine spirit mines here. I advise you to leave as soon as possible." ,otherwise..."

When the people in the village heard the sound, they gathered around one after another. Li Cunzi stood in front and bowed and said, "Master Dao, the roots of the village have been laid here for generations. It is really embarrassing. , can it be extended for a longer period of time?"

"The elder has been asking for the result in the past few days. I would like to take some time, but who will give me the time?" The sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked disciple spat and said impatiently.

"This... I'm afraid it will be difficult to obey." Li Cunzi hesitated.

Seeing that he is so ignorant of good and bad, the few disciples are too lazy to talk nonsense with him. The Taixian Temple has always had strict rules and regulations. If they fail to complete the task on time, it will be light to deduct a few months of salary. They cannot resist the punishment of the elder brother. Then return this to these weak mortals.

The man used [-]% of his force to hit the fallen Village Chief Li.

"After all, they are disciples of the Immortal Sect, yet they are so rampant." Suddenly, a crisp voice scolded them.

The white clothes swept across, and Jiang Yunwei jumped forward, repelling several disciples, and he helped Li Cunzi who fell to the ground, "It's all right."

Li Ci shook his head, sighed, "I'm afraid the village will not be able to keep it."

"Village Chief, don't be discouraged. With me here, these people don't have to set foot here." Jiang Yunwei looked at the few people in front of him, holding a sword in his bare hand, and said awe-inspiringly.

"Unexpectedly, there is such a little beauty in this poor village." The leading disciple smiled. He saw Jiang Yunwei's appearance was outstanding, but his clothes were too poor, and he could not help but sneered.

"Jiang Yunwei from the Qing Dynasty, who is your elder? I want to see him." The eyes of these people really made him uncomfortable, and Jiang Yunwei frowned.

As soon as he finished speaking, several people looked at each other, and then burst into laughter, "Jiang Yunwei? You said that the young master who died in the secret realm three years ago is now well known in the world. Even if you lie, you have to find a reliable person." .”

"What do you mean?" Jiang Yun asked slightly puzzled.

three years ago?

Secret realm?

dead?

"Besides, it doesn't matter if you are a disciple of the Shangqing Sect, you are not qualified to compete with the Supreme Immortal Hall." One of the long-faced disciples scolded.

Jiang Yunwei was at a loss as he listened to the discussions of several people. It is said that the time flow in the secret realm is different from that of the outside world. Could it be that three years have passed since he spent that time there?

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yunwei asked Li Ci to verify the matter. After learning the result, he was even more surprised.

Three years have passed, isn't that...

"I advise you and the group of mortals behind you to be honest..." the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks yelled, and punched Jiang Yunwei hard with his fist.

Jiang Yunwei's eyes sank, he turned sideways, swung his backhand, and knocked him to the ground fiercely.

The rest of the people were slightly startled, they didn't expect such a slender person in front of them to have such advanced cultivation.

Jiang Yunwei didn't give them a chance to make a move, and when they were stunned, he rushed forward and dealt with them two or three times.

The wailing of several people resounded through the sky.

Inside the teahouse

"It is said that this time the Mingyue Pass, the Shangqingmen will also come." A man in blue took a sip of tea and said, the man was handsome, and his gestures were elegant, and when he talked about the Shangqingmen, his tone was slightly bitter.

"Senior brother is thinking about that young master. Brother Jiang has extraordinary cultivation, so he will be safe and sound." The female disciple beside him said.

"I hope so, such a beautiful and beautiful person, when will I see him..." Mo Xiaoyun looked at the coldness in the sky, recalled the man in white in his memory, and said regretfully.

At this time, several disciples outside the door ran in in a panic, "Brother, help..."

"What's going on with you?" The female disciple recognized several people as disciples of Taixian Palace, and seeing that they were covered with scars, said secretly.

"The disciple was ordered by the elder to go to Mingqiu Village to discuss the matter of the spiritual mine. Unexpectedly, the monks who came out of nowhere beat us up for no reason and shouted to see the elders of the sect, so the few of us Run for your life in a hurry."

"Just ask the cultivation world, how many people dare to bully the disciples of the Supreme Immortal Palace, and this person dared to provoke our door." The woman beside him slammed the table and said angrily, "Senior brother, you can't let him off easily."

"There are other things like this." Mo Xiaoyun frowned. He is the chief disciple of the Supreme Immortal Hall, how could he tolerate such insults to the sect's face.

"Then I don't know who acted rudely first, the Taixian Palace is the number one immortal sect after all, and they actually help the evildoers like this?" The cold voice echoed in the room for a long time like jade beads falling on a plate.

"Your Excellency?" Mo Xiaoyun clenched the spirit sword tightly when he heard the voice.

"Before asking someone else's name, don't you have to report your own name first?" Jiang Yunwei said indifferently, and then, he slid his foot into the window lattice, poked his head into the room, and caressed the window frame with his bare hands. Hair fluttered, caressing her white neck gently.

"It's him..." Several disciples collapsed to the ground with bruised noses and swollen faces.

"Stinky boy, how dare you offend the Supreme Immortal Hall, this is the chief senior brother of the sect, I advise you..." the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked disciple pointed at him and cursed, thinking that with Mo Yunxiao here, the chances of winning were sure.

However, seeing the person in front of him stunned, Mo Yunxiao happily said, "Yun Wei."

"How do you know me?" Jiang Yunwei was puzzled, he looked sideways, and when he recognized the person, his face froze.

Along the way, he followed these people to seek justice, but he did not expect to meet Mo Yunxiao.

Who is Mo Yunxiao?

The first disciple of the head of the Taixian Temple, the proud son of heaven with a better reputation than Jiang Yunwei, not only that, he is also Jiang Yunwei's quasi-tao companion in name.

"Excuse me, I went the wrong way."

With that said, Jiang Yunwei turned and left without hesitation.

People behind him: "..."

Jiang Yunwei: "Yaoshou, today is really unlucky."