I'm a big boss in Uncle Jiu's world

"What's happening here?"

In front of the blazing Temple of the Goddess, Uncle Jiu pointed at the roaring flames and asked Qin Yao who had come out at the time of the fire that was stuck in the door.

"What else could it be?" Qin Yao said with a smile: "I set up a trap to make the Crow Emperor and the Heavenly Lady Palace Master kill each other, and then used a sneak attack to kill the Palace Master, and finally burned all the evil in a fire."

Seeing him say all this calmly and even with a smile, Uncle Jiu was used to it and didn't think it was anything, but Ding Yin, who was a relative stranger to him, felt a little shuddering.

Many things are simple to say but not necessarily easy to do.

Neither the Crow Emperor nor the Heavenly Lady Palace Master is easy to compare with. It is not easy to design them and succeed in doing so.

"Ding Yin!"

At this time, two monks came to them one after another. The big monk holding the Zen staff suddenly screamed.

"Zang Xiaoru?" Ding Yinxun looked up and instantly understood the purpose of the other party's trip, and said meaningfully: "You came too late."

Zang Xiaoru frowned and said tit for tat: "Is it the Tiannv Palace that you destroyed? What are you proud of?"

Ding Yin: "..."

"Master Ding, Uncle Nine, Taoist Master Qin." Fortunately, Di Mingqi rushed over at this moment, which invisibly resolved Ding Yin's embarrassment.

"I, Zang Xiaoru, of the Kunlun Sect, would like to express my gratitude to the Taoist Master on behalf of all the creatures who were harmed by the Heavenly Lady Palace." The great monk borrowed the donkey from the slope and turned around to salute Qin Yao.

"Qin Yao from Maoshan, pay your respects to Zen Master Xiaoru." Qin Yao returned the greeting.

Ding Yin, Di Mingqi, Xiao Ru, and the little monk Yizhen are the protagonists in this story. He still wanted to gain experience in this group, so he would not pretend to be big in front of Xiaoru's master and apprentice.

"Maoshan..." Xiaoru nodded and said politely: "I wonder who Master Qin studied under?"

"Ahem." Uncle Jiu coughed dryly. After attracting the other party's attention, he cupped his hands and said, "I'm Lin Jiu from Maoshan. I'm Qin Yao's master."

Xiaoru's expression changed slightly, and she quickly clasped her hands together: "Disrespect, disrespect."

"You're welcome, Zen Master." Uncle Jiu waved his hand and said.

Hearing this, Xiaoru breathed a sigh of relief and said thoughtfully: "Ding Yin, have you received the message from Changmei?"

Ding Yin asked in surprise: "Changmei's message? What happened?"

Xiaoru: "You haven't returned to the Nanhai Sect, have you? A few days ago, a Four-Elephant Demon Sect that believed in the Blood God appeared in the world. They burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil. It is said that they also want to resurrect the Blood Demon. Master Changmei gave it to me I sent a letter, saying that you and I are invited to go to the Four Elephants Demon Sect to suppress the evil spirits and nip them in the bud."

Ding Yin nodded slightly: "I have been walking in the rivers and lakes for this period of time and have never returned to the mountains. But since I learned about this from you, the two of us will go together."

Xiaoru waved her hands repeatedly: "There is no need to travel together. We, master and disciple, do not take the ordinary path and are used to being free. It is not suitable for us to travel with you. If you have no objection, you only need to leave before the 15th of next month. Just arrive at the Snowy Mountains, the headquarters of the Four Elephants Demon Sect is on top of the Snowy Mountains, I will wait for you under the Snowy Mountains."

Ding Yin said angrily: "You are still so weird. People who don't know better think that both of you, master and disciple, are not serious, so you are afraid that others will follow you."

Xiaoru said calmly: "What do others think of me? What does it have to do with me? Okay, without further ado, Taoist Lin, Taoist Qin, and the poor monk have taken the lead."

"Excuse me, Zen Master." Uncle Jiu said.

Qin Yao bowed his hands and saluted: "The kingdoms are at war, the world is in chaos, and evil spirits appear frequently. I hope you two have a safe journey."

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Four days later.

The moon is hazy, illuminating the rivers.

Outside a village that was engulfed in flames, Ding formed a sword art with his hands. The long sword behind him turned into countless swords like a peacock spreading its wings. Under the control of his spiritual will, it turned into a rain of light and passed through a group of demon cultists. chest.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

One after another, corpses stared with dead eyes and fell to the ground one after another. The children who had been plundered by them had their hands tied with knots and strung together into a long dragon. At this moment, they were all squatting on the ground, crying loudly.

"Don't cry, don't cry." After combining hundreds of flying swords in the air, Ding used his spiritual thoughts to control the sword. The blade was inserted back into the scabbard behind him like an old horse knowing the way. His movements were as graceful as ever. He was handsome, but his face was not at all free and easy. Instead, he looked worried.

Killing a few demon cultists is nothing at all. With the help of strong strength, just draw your sword and kill them directly. The real trouble is these children who have been robbed by the demon cultists and taken to be sacrificed without knowing where.

Judging from the number of nearly a hundred children, they must not be from the same village, and their villages, including their parents and relatives, may have disappeared in the flames just like the village behind them.

"Two Taoist priests, do you have any good ideas?"

Ding Yin couldn't solve this problem, so he pointed at the group of children in front of him who looked like clay monkeys, and looked at Master Qin Yao and his disciples with hope.

Uncle Jiu shook his head and said honestly: "I can't help it."

He has positioned himself as a reincarnation traveler. He cannot live in this world forever, so he cannot be responsible for these children to the end.

Qin Yao pondered: "They can't follow the travelers who wander around the world, so they have to find a place to stay. Ding Daxia, are there any decent families around here? Even if you accept them as child labor, it will give them a way to live."

Ding Yin thought hard, and after a moment, his eyes lit up: "I remembered it! There is a sect called Xianbao nearby. Rumor has it that the master of Xianbao is kind-hearted and may be able to accept them."

Qin Yao: "..."

How come this sounds like bullying an honest person?

The next day.

dusk.

The setting sun is slanting and the breeze is cool.

Ding Yin, Di Mingqi, Jiu Shu, and Qin Yao brought hundreds of children to the fairy castle. At a Dunhuang mural, they saw the fairy castle talker leading a group of women.

"Greetings to the Lord of the Castle."

Ding Yin had something to ask for and was the first to salute.

"I've met Daxia Ding." The middle-aged Taoist nun, wearing a green gown and holding a sword in her hand, returned the favor.

"Master, you're welcome." Ding Yin forced a smile on his face and tried to close the distance with his appearance.

Needless to say, as the most beautiful man in the Nanhai Sect, he can be called Yushu Linfeng.

It’s just that this middle-aged Taoist nun didn’t accept this trick at all. Her face was extremely indifferent, almost indifferent: "I won’t say more polite words. Daxia Ding suddenly visited my fairy castle. I wonder if I have any advice?"

Ding Yin's smile froze slightly, and a haze arose in his heart. He suddenly lost confidence in the purpose of this trip: "I don't take advice seriously. On the contrary, we have something to ask for."

The middle-aged Taoist nun looked up at the hundreds of children behind them, her face as grave as water: "Master Ding, please speak."

Ding Yin pursed his lips and said bravely: "As you can see, these children behind are all poor people who were persecuted by the demonic monks. The countryside was burned and the families were broken. I hope that Fairy Castle can sell me a favor and give it to them. A way to survive.”