Taoist Master, Stop Fighting. The Heavenly Path Is Almost Destroyed

Everything in Longjiang is expensive and living here is difficult.

Yi Chen ate two hundred taels in one meal, and he ate from noon to afternoon. After the food was served twice, he walked out of Julongzhai with a grin on his face.

When Yi Chen saw the bill, he thought he had entered a black shop and wanted to pull out his dragon-slaying sword and complain to the shopkeeper.

Yi Chen raised his eyebrows, and as soon as he put his hand on the Eight Immortals table, and was about to cosplay Brother Crow's classic move of lifting the table, the store owner took out the purchase order.

The Longjiang small yellow croakers cost one tael each, and Xiao Miao showed off one hundred and twenty of them.

The price of two hundred taels for this meal was already minus zero.

After reluctantly paying, Yi Chen tied the luggage to Xiaomiao. He had decided that Xiaomiao would carry all the luggage along the way.

It was not too early at this time. After leaving Julongzhai, Yi Chen casually found the nearest Hongchen Inn, checked into a room and prepared to rest.

As for the chat between the two diners that he heard while eating, Yi Chen was shocked at first and thought that he had become Conan's body. After hearing this, he started to feel that something was wrong and he was not sure about the dragon for a while. Is Jiang Mansion really uneasy recently, or is it fear and hunger marketing developed by big cities?

But no matter what, he has decided to set out after buying supplies at noon tomorrow.

It doesn't matter.

I have nothing to do with rain.

Yo-Yo.

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At night, the moonlight is sultry.

Ansi Yamen in Longjiang Town.

The governor Qian Yueru angrily looked at the thick pile of letters asking for help on the official desk. She clenched her white fists tightly. She slammed the table and stood up suddenly.

"It's absolutely lawless, lawless!"

"Yinshan Mansion, Hongfang, Huangquan Sect and other evil ghost forces are simply crazy."

"Just because of the divination of a dying man, he dared to stir up trouble in our Longjiang Mansion. He simply doesn't take our Zhen'an Department seriously."

"One week, give me another week at most. Once the reinforcements arrive, I will plow through all the sneaky, evil, succulent and demonic demons around Longjiang Mansion."

The pile of information Qian Yueru held in her hand was all about the various evil murders that had occurred in Longjiang Mansion in the past few days.

The cause of the matter is also very simple.

Longjiang Prefecture is famous for Longjiang.

It is said that more than a thousand years ago, there was a super master of the Huangquan Sect, the evil dragon Taoist, who was a human-dragon hybrid. He once sat in a secret place and died, but failed.

At that time, Taoist Evil Dragon was the leader of the three great generals of Huangquan Sect. His cultivation had reached the peak of refining gods and fighting against the void. He had half-stepped into the realm of enlightenment and could be called a half-step true king.

Taoist Evil Dragon has three treasures: Dragon Yuan, Great Destruction Divine Spear, and Ten Thousand Soul Banner, three treasures.

Recently, Ming Yunzi, one of the chief priests of the Huangquan Sect who is best at divination, used his life as firewood when his longevity was about to be enthroned. This world.

The location is near Longjiang Mansion.

And as long as a large number of creatures are slaughtered in Longjiang Mansion for blood sacrifice in a short period of time, the Evil Dragon Taoist's cave can be triggered in advance.

This motto was spread by a traitor of the Huangquan Sect, and the world was shocked. Many demonic forces gathered one after another, stirring up wind and rain, and killing people wantonly.

There were too many demons and evil people coming. Even though she had sent away all the masters in the Ansi of Longjiang Prefecture, it was a pity that it was still a drop in the bucket, and people kept dying unexpectedly.

Masters, she desperately hoped that a few real masters could come to help her survive this difficult week until reinforcements arrived.

After venting her anger, Qian Yueru stretched out her jade hands, rubbed her beautiful face, and continued to study the recent information.

Suddenly, a piece of information aroused her interest.

It was a secret message sent by a secret agent who walked around the streets and lanes every day dressed as a salesman.

Fengyun County Yinlong Guanyi Chengzi Taoist arrived in Longjiang Prefecture today and stayed at the Hongchen Inn.

"Yi Chengzi?"

Qian Yueru read the name again. She seemed to have heard the name before, and it sounded familiar.

By the way, it was Qianhu Lin Zhenbei who I met by chance at Mr. Qian's place last time who mentioned this name.

He had said privately that this man was a treasure from the sea of ​​their Ping'an County, and he was quite decent. In the future, their Ping'an County would become famous all over the world because of this man.

"Now is the time to employ people, and I don't have to worry about much. I will come to recruit tonight. I just hope that Qianhu is not bragging and is not a person who has a false reputation."

Although she was not very interested in the hidden gem that Lin Zhenbei mentioned, what kind of master could come from a rural place like Fengyun County?

However, with the attitude of treating a dead horse as a living horse, Qian Yueru still decided to take this trip.

One more person means more strength and can protect more people.

After all, the current Longjiang Mansion is too short of people.

"I hope, I hope you won't be so watery, Yoshiroko."

Qian Yueru muttered to herself, picked up two Bagua Xuanhua axes that were as tall as one person, and walked slowly along the long street.

It just so happened that she could also take a look along the way to see what kind of unsightly things were being moved on her territory tonight.

Her gossip Xuanhua ax has long been thirsty and unbearable.

cut! cut! cut!

Kill these bastards!

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The bright moon shines, illuminating the earth.

In the lobby of the Hongchen Inn, the waiter on the night shift, Erwang Gouhai, was lying on the table with his eyes narrowed and half asleep.

As for why he was called this ghost name, it was naturally because when he was a child, his mother heard a wandering Taoist say that he would have a calamity this year and he might not be able to survive it. The only way to have a chance of survival would be to give him a cheap name.

So the name Gou Hai came into being.

At this time, the night was quiet, and most of the guests were asleep. He just happened to be lazy and stare for a while.

If you don’t fish while working, are you still a human being?

He thought clearly.

Every penny you earn from work is nothing more than an exchange of equal value. That is called salary, and it is what you deserve.

Only by fishing while working can you truly earn money.

Relying on this sobriety in the world, he changed three jobs a year...

Just when Wang Gouhei was about to change into a comfortable position and stare for a while, a gust of wind suddenly blew, making the door panel of the inn clang.

"Damn, it's unlucky. Why is there such a strong wind all of a sudden? I woke up the guests and I have to be scolded by the boss again."

"You won't have to change jobs again."

Wang Gouhai muttered a few words, stood up and wanted to close the door.

Just when Wang Gouhei walked to the door and looked outside, the scene in front of him instantly shocked him and made him feel like his soul was about to fly out.

On the long street, a faint white mist was rising, and a blood-red coffin was speeding towards the Hongchen Inn.

At the same time, a burst of weird laughter began to ripple near the Hongchen Inn.

Seeing this, Gou Hai didn't even have time to close the door. He rolled and crawled towards the lobby.

Unfortunately, he was not slow, but the bloody coffin was faster, and the big red coffin suddenly hit Gou Hai straight away.

Gou Hai closed his eyes in despair.

Damn it, I'm going to die.

It's about to burst.

At this time, he remembered that his mother had said that a wandering Taoist priest had said that he would be destined for a calamity this year.

What an accurate calculation!

Just when Gou Hai closed his eyes and waited for death, he discovered that the severe pain he had imagined did not come as expected.

He opened his eyes and took a look.

A pair of big hands like cattail leaf fans directly pressed down the blood coffin flying in the air.

A tall figure enveloped him and the blood coffin.

"Zi Zhong, are you the one disturbing Master Dao's dream?"

"It's late at night, what are you barking at?"

Yi Chen smiled ferociously.

The sudden change and loud noise naturally woke up everyone sleeping in the inn, and many people walked out wearing pajamas.

However, the scene in front of them shocked everyone.

I saw a tall man standing in front of a blood-colored coffin, with a big hand pressed firmly on the coffin board.

Such a change seems to have destroyed the bloody coffin.

It flew into the air, and suddenly there was a flash of human figures, and a tall man suddenly stood between it and the waiter in the shop, and directly pulled it down.

The blood coffin was silent for a while, then suddenly began to shake violently, as if it was angry.

The lid of the coffin suddenly tore open a small opening, and something inside seemed to be struggling to get out.

Yi Chen exerted force with one hand, and closed it again with terrifying force.

The coffin lid was stunned.

It has never seen such a horrible situation in its life.

It began to shake more violently, and after some struggle, the coffin lid finally slid back a little.

Yi Chen exerted force with one hand, and closed it again with terrifying force.

This time, Yi Chen sat down directly on the ground, his big hands digging into the coffin board like copper pouring iron, and he never let go.

The blood coffin was completely angry, and it began to shake more violently. Unfortunately, all its struggles were in vain. The entire coffin seemed to be welded to the ground, unable to move or slide at all.

Not a still picture.

Everyone stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

Damn it, are you getting violent?

What did they see?

In the middle of the night, I suddenly heard a weird laugh, and a gust of wind blew the doors and windows into a loud banging sound.

They ran out and took a look, only to see a tall man with one hand on a blood coffin that was not easy to mess with at first sight. The blood coffin couldn't move?

It's getting louder, it's getting louder.

It must be a dream.

Snapped!

Suddenly there was a crisp sound in the crowd, it was the sound of the big-eared Bazi slapping his face.

Severe pain struck, telling the owner of Big Erbazi that all this was not a dream, but reality.

Weird reality.

At this point the situation was at a stalemate.

It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The blood coffin went from being menacing at the beginning to standing still. The whole process didn't last more than three seconds.

It began to fall silent.

She, Yin Yue Corpse King Hu Er Niang, has never suffered such a loss since she became successful in cultivation.

This time, Yinshan Mansion, Huangquan Sect, and Hongfang joined forces, planning to take advantage of the Zhen'an Division masters being restrained and unable to react in the shortest possible time to launch a wave of killings, and lead the Evil Dragon Taoist's cave to the world as soon as possible, so as to carve up the Evil Dragon Cave. A treasure in the house.

The place she chose for the raid was the Hongchen Inn.

She exerted force and pushed the blood coffin open a crack.

Another huge force came and the coffin lid closed again.

After going back and forth like this three times, Hu Erniang couldn't stand it any longer.

"Niubi, I'll blanch your mother!"

The blood coffin shook for a while, exploded, and turned into debris all over the sky. A terrifying figure appeared in front of everyone.

There is one more chapter tonight. I am coding now. There is no guarantee that I can finish coding at twelve o'clock. You can go to bed early. Two chapters of 6,000 words have been updated. Today's goal of 8,000 words will definitely be achieved.

I'm going to make a cup of tea first and then I'll follow up.