Mrs. Fox is too serious!

The attack caused panic among the cultivators who were going to participate in the Dao Seeking Conference. There were still a few days to go to Penglai Xiandao. In order to avoid being attacked alone, they made an appointment with a group of people to go together.

Even the few casual cultivators who said it was because Fenghuagu disciples were too ostentatious that everyone was attacked, they had no choice but to shut up at this moment, hugging the thighs of Fenghuagu and Qingyun Palace disciples, and walked along cheekily .

Everyone set out on the road together, all guarding their natal spirit weapons, except Jiang Xundao who didn't know how to control a sword, and stood on top of her spirit sword with his arms around Mu Chang's waist.

Jiang Xundao looked curiously at the fellow Taoists who were flying with swords around them. Their spirit weapons were also different, including floating dust and gourds. The strangest of them was the bald monk.

He sat cross-legged in a golden bowl with golden light all over his body,

Jiang Xundao watched him sitting leisurely in the bowl, only showing a clean and shiny bald head, shaking it from time to time, it was very interesting to watch.

She lightly poked Mu Shang's back, and when Mu Shang looked at her, she blinked at her and raised her chin to signal her to look at the monk beside her.

Mu Chang asked with a provocative lip corner.

"Why didn't your master teach you how to control a sword?"

Jiang Xundao suspected that Master had completely forgotten about it, so he curled his lips.

"Before when I was young, the master probably feared that I would learn how to fend off the sword, so it would be dangerous to run around, but later... probably forgot."

There are a lot of confused masters in this world, and Mu Shang didn't find it strange, nodded and said softly.

"If you stay overnight tonight, I will take the time to teach you. I see that you have strong spiritual power, and you should learn it soon."

"Okay, thank you, Senior Sister Mu Shang."

Jiang Xundao nodded hurriedly.

It was about to get dark, and the tired people settled down in the nearby Jingzhou City for lodging.

Jingzhou City is the most prosperous ancient city in Zhou Kingdom besides the capital city.

Today also happens to be the ghost meeting held every autumn in Jingzhou City. Beautiful lanterns are hung on every door and every household in the city. People on the street wear all kinds of masks. stage.

The person wearing the mask of a bull-headed horse-faced judge and imp, bounced and sang on the stage.

The crowd entered the city on foot, and saw that the city was full of lights and festoons. The younger Jiang Xundao, Changling Changlin, was very excited, and looked curiously at the passers-by wearing masks.

At the beginning, the three of them were still reserved, never leaving Mu Chang five steps away.

But the street was crowded with people, and they were squeezed away. The eyes of the three children were all attracted by the singers on the stage on the street and the delicious and fun gadgets bought on the street. Slowly they all went away.

Seeing that their squeezed figures were about to disappear, Mu Chang shook her head helplessly, turned her hand, and a few talisman papers with cinnabar paintings appeared in her palm.

She quickly formed seals, but in the blink of an eye, the few talisman papers in her hand turned into three small paper cranes.

"go."

Mu Chang whispered, and the little paper crane lying in her palm flew up lightly, as if it had come to life, flew around the crowd and landed on Jiang Xundao Changling and Changlin.

A wave of spiritual power flashed by, and Jiang Xundao turned his head and saw the little paper crane floating lightly on her shoulders. She was holding a bunch of candied haws in her hand, and she still had half of a candied haws in her mouth.

Blinking, she reached out and poked the paper crane.

The paper crane moved, jumped twice to avoid it, and seemed to dislike Jiang Xundao's finger touching it.

The spiritual power on the paper crane was very familiar, Jiang Xundao asked while tugging at the corner of Chang Ling's clothes.

"Hey, what is this?"

Chang Ling took two bunches of candied haws from the vendor, bit one and held it in her mouth. Her cheeks were swollen, and her whole face wrinkled after chewing sourly.

Glancing at him, he muttered.

"This is Senior Sister's Tracking Crane. As long as there is this little thing, Senior Sister will know it no matter where we go."

Jiang Xundao thought it was interesting, so he poked the little paper crane again, but the little paper crane ignored her. When she poked it again, he lowered his head and pecked at her fair and delicate fingertips.

The place where he was pecked was itchy. Jiang Xundao smiled and stared at the little paper crane with great interest.

"It's like being alive, it's so fun."

Chang Ling rolled his eyes, thinking that Jiang Xundao sometimes acted like an ignorant mortal, obviously her spiritual power was higher than his own, and she had a lot of treasures on her body.

"Little nun, you are really ignorant, don't you know that as long as the spiritual power is enough to draw the talisman paper, there will be a talisman?"

Seeing that Jiang Xundao was still playing with the little paper crane as if he was teasing a small animal, Chang Ling clicked his tongue a little helplessly. She glanced at a small stall buying masks and pulled her over.

"Okay, okay, stop playing, let's go buy a mask."

The masks hanging on the shelf were lifelike and brightly colored, very lively and beautiful. Jiang Xundao immediately fell in love with the mask of the nine-tailed fox on the top, and she went wherever she stretched out her hand.

"I want this little fox."

"Then I want this judge."

Chang Ling grinned, took down a judge, and immediately put it on his face. He tilted his head slightly and looked up at Jiang Xundao, blinking his sly eyes.

"Little Taoist, do you see that my clothes look good?"

"nice."

Jiang Xundao put on the nine-tailed fox mask, and a bright smile appeared on the face behind the mask.

"Then do you think I look good?"

Chang Ling pouted, picked a bull's head for Jiang Xundao and handed it to her.

"It's not as good-looking as mine. What's so good about a fox? You might as well bring this."

Jiang Xundao shook his head and pushed Chang Ling's hand away.

"No, I want this fox."

The two wore masks and walked through the crowd. Finally, Chang Ling took Jiang Xundao to see the theater troupe, and stood on tiptoe while dragging her by the hem of her clothes.

Chang Ling has a delicate appearance and a petite body. She was blocked by the people in front of her, and she couldn't see it even on tiptoe. She snorted.

"I can't see it, let's go ahead."

The two squeezed forward, and out of the corner of Jiang Xundao's eyes, he saw a man with a rather sinister look, taking advantage of the crowd, and secretly touched a woman's waist.

Jiang Xundao frowned slightly, and tugged Chang Ling to signal her to look over.

Chang Ling took a look, then shook off Jiang Xundao, squeezed away a few people and grabbed the man's hand, he said.

"Little thief, how courageous."

Jiang Xundao didn't expect Chang Ling to pounce on him so quickly, and squeezed past him.

The thief was caught, and he was not afraid, he let go of the hand holding the money bag, seeing that the long spirit was short and short, and his voice was immature, he snorted and said.

"You little girl, what are you doing grabbing my hand for no reason?"

Chang Ling's attitude was very tough, and he did not let go of the man's hand.

"If you steal from others, I can't arrest you yet."

The woman whose purse was almost stolen lowered her head and covered her purse in a panic, then took two steps back silently, watching the stalemate between Chang Ling and the thief as if they were watching a show from the two of them.

Jiang Xundao squeezed to Chang Ling's side and took a look at the rascal-looking man.

"Chang Ling, I saw two officials standing on the road just now, let's arrest him and give them to the officials."

He was nothing more than a mortal thief who stole people's money. Chang Ling didn't take him seriously at all, but just grabbed him and didn't let go.

But the man saw that many people around him were looking at him, afraid that he would not be able to escape if he was surrounded by others, he shook off Chang Ling's hand with a strong shake, and stooped to escape.

Chang Ling was thrown away, with a look of anger on his face, he chased after him.

"Don't run."

Jiang Xundao was taken aback for a moment, and quickly called her.

"Long Ling."

The thief ran fast, obviously familiar with the terrain.

Chang Ling relentlessly chased after her, and Jiang Xundao also followed behind her.

Jiang Xundao saw that the man was running so fast that he was almost out of sight, so he wanted to call Chang Ling to stop him.

"Stop chasing Chang Ling."

Chang Ling was separated by the crowd. Seeing the man run into an alley, he stopped and stomped his feet.

"If it wasn't for my senior sister telling me not to use spiritual power, I would have caught him long ago, and even dared to steal in front of my aunt."

Jiang Xundao persuaded her.

"Forget it, didn't he steal it? Let's go back."

Chang Ling snorted and agreed.

"Ok."

But just as he was about to turn around, he caught a glimpse of the man turning his head back, standing at the entrance of the alley, looking at Chang Ling with a smile on his face.

Seeing that his temper became more violent at a young age, Chang Ling saw that the man turned back to be provocative again, gritted his teeth and raised his eyebrows, and chased after him again.

"Grandma must catch him today and cripple his hand."

After finally following Chang Ling, seeing her chasing after her again, Jiang Xundao frowned and sighed, he couldn't see Chang Ling chasing him alone.

The two followed the man one after the other into the alley.

When they arrived in the alley, there were far fewer people. Seeing that there was no one around, Chang Ling took out a soft whip from his waist. The soft whip floated up and swam around in front of her, glowing like a snake.

"Tianling, chase after him and tie up that little thief."

Chang Ling pinched his fingers and pointed forward, and the soft whip flew forward with a whoosh, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Xundao followed her, the faces behind the mask were twisted together.

"Long Ling, have you used your spiritual power?"

Jingzhou City is the second largest ancient city in Zhou State. In order to prevent cultivators from making trouble in the city, Zhou State's city guard team summoned many casual cultivators with extremely high cultivation levels to control them.

If you use your spiritual power in the city, the city guards will come to arrest you, even the disciples of the sect will not show mercy.

This is an agreement between the Zhou Kingdom Dynasty and the cultivation sects in the Zhou Kingdom.

Before entering the city, Mu Chang also told her that in the continent of Zhou State, if you enter the city, you must be careful, and do not use spiritual power if you can.

Although Mu Chang used the tracing crane, but because the fluctuation of spiritual power was very weak, even if the guard team sensed it, they would turn a blind eye to it.

But Chang Ling has already used the spiritual weapon, if caught by the city guards, he might be thrown into prison.

Chang Ling naturally knew, but she was out of breath just now, and now thinking about it now, she is a little scared.

"I'm here to catch a thief. That thief is too arrogant. That's all. He's just a mortal thief. I don't care about him anymore."

She stomped her feet and squeezed her hands, determined to call back her Celestial Whip.

Ke Jue squeezed it several times, but Tian Ling didn't call it back. Her expression changed, and she turned to look at Jiang Xundao with some panic.

"It's over, my Heavenly Spirit has been confiscated."

Jiang Xundao was also taken aback.

"Is it the moat team?"

Chang Ling's face became paler and paler. Tian Ling was a third-level spiritual weapon given to her by her master. If she lost it, she would be punished if she went back.

"I don't know, it's getting farther and farther away."

Jiang Xundao suggested.

"Then, why don't we go back and find Senior Sister Mu Chang?"

Chang Ling pulled Jiang to find the way and begged.

"No, Senior Sister will be angry if she finds out. Little Daoist, follow me to chase after you."

Jiang Xundao obviously hesitated.

"But..."

Chang Ling snorted, then walked straight forward, muttering.

"If you don't go with me, then I will go alone."

Jiang Xundao gritted his teeth, fearing that it would be dangerous for Chang Ling to pursue him alone, so he chased after him.

"All right, all right, I'll go with you."

Chang Ling had already slowed down, waiting for Jiang Xundao to soften his heart. When he saw her following, he smiled and patted her on the shoulder.

"Little nun, if you are so loyal, my sister will protect you from now on."

Jiang Xundao was still a little worried.

"Why don't you talk to Senior Sister Mu Chang first."

"No, there is a tracking crane. If we are in danger, the senior sister will know."

Chang Ling let her relax, took her hand and chased her in the direction where the Heavenly Spirit Whip disappeared.

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