Kill me a few more times and I'll be invincible

"I'm here to urge you, Emperor, to set off." Taoist Chiyang said with a smile:

"In half a month, if we want to get to the Qingming Mountains from Heyang City, it's almost time to leave, right?"

Emperor Yonghe was silent.

He had already made a decision, but he had to delay kneeling down to the Xuantian Temple as long as he could.

"By the way, yesterday the ordinary martial artist forced his way into Xuantian Temple..." When Taoist Chiyang said this, Emperor Yonghe immediately held his breath slightly.

Here comes the business.

After the flying knife was taken away by Saint Wu Qingxin yesterday, he had been thinking about countermeasures, how to deal with the Xuantian Sect Immortal who came to hold him accountable...

"Xian---" As soon as he said the first word, he saw Taoist Chiyang interrupting him with a stern look on his face:

"What happened yesterday was indeed that Wu Qingxin, the saint of the Immortal Sect, acted in a biased manner."

"Our Xuantian Sect is, after all, a righteous Taoist. We act with dignity and justice and deal with matters impartially."

"Since it is Saint Wu Qingxin's fault, then our Xuantian Sect will decide..."

"Revoke Wu Qingxin's status as a saint and expel her from Heyang Fucheng."

Emperor Yonghe was slightly shocked.

He never expected that this matter would turn out like this?

Could it be that this monk from the Xuantian Sect is better at talking than the other eight immortal sects, and yet he still talks about right and wrong?

Guard Chu next to him was also shocked.

Although he couldn't figure out why, he only knew one thing.

This saint Wu Qingxin is probably going to die soon.

This person is a traitor to Wujihui. As soon as he leaves Xuantian Temple, he is afraid that he will soon be hunted down by Wujihui...

"Emperor Dayan, now that this matter is over, shouldn't it be time for you to set off?" Taoist Chiyang said with a smile.

..

At the same moment, Xuantian was watching outside the city.

Yesterday's bloodstains and signs of fighting have been cleaned up. People are coming and going on the street, and occasionally pilgrims enter Xuantian Temple. Everything is the same as before.

In a noodle shop next to the street.

Qiao Mu chose an Eight Immortals table near the street to sit down and ordered a bowl of longevity noodles.

"Today is my 60th birthday...then add some beef, no, let's add mutton."

He sat alone and chatted quietly, looking up at the street from time to time. Listening to the noise of people coming and going, he felt a rare sense of tranquility in his heart.

Meow~

Thirty or forty steps away, the little tabby cat poked its head out from the corner and barked. Seeing Qiao Mu looking over, it quickly dodged.

Qiao Mu discovered that as long as this crazy cat got too close to him, it would become limp and fall to the ground. The cat's eyes were slightly narrowed, and it looked like it was ready to be picked by anyone.

He was not polite either. After meeting this demonic cat for the first time last night, he caught it on the spot and started stroking it wildly.

Later, the cat didn't dare to get too close to him.

At first, I only dared to follow him from a distance of forty or fifty steps away from the tree, but later I dared to get a little closer.

He didn't know whether it was the body of the demon cat that had gradually adapted to the overflowing death aura, or whether the death aura on Qiao Mu's body had been gradually weakened by it.

But it doesn't matter, as long as it is willing to stay by Qiao Mu's side.

Monsters like the Impermanent Cat, which can smell the aura of death, usually only appear around dying people.

The closer Qiao Mu is to death, the happier the cat is and the happier Qiao Mu is.

Qiao Mu thought, maybe he could judge how far away from death he was based on the cat's reaction?

He ate the noodles with his head down, occasionally looking up at Xuantian Temple.

Qiao Mu continued to stay around here, but he actually fell in love with the saint Wu Qingxin at first sight, that is, he wanted to die for her in person.

However, after practicing the "Martial Spirit Rhinoceros Technique", Qiao Mu thought that it would be impossible to succeed in the assassination due to the influence of his intuition that sometimes worked well and sometimes failed.

The intuitive reminder is probably two-way. Once he gets close, Wu Qingxin should also feel it.

"What kind of telepathy is there?" Qiao Mu frowned.

He has become "proficient" in "Wu Sheng Sheng Rhino Art" and has a deeper understanding of this secret technique.

He felt that there was something fishy about this secret technique, and perhaps he should stop practicing it for the time being and focus on other techniques.

"Huh? Isn't that a money catcher?" Qiao Mu's eyes fell on a soap-coated policeman on the street.

Qian Qian was currently patrolling the streets with a team of policemen, coming and going in a hurry.

There were more police officers, officers and soldiers patrolling the streets near Xuantian Temple, and it was obvious that the security was much stricter than before.

It was probably because he was afraid that there would be a second Joepiff who would crash into the Immortal Gate.

suddenly.

Qian Captou changed his serious expression and quickly put on a smile. He bent his waist slightly and bowed to a middle-aged man in official uniform who was walking on the street.

"Isn't that Magistrate Lou..." At this time, the diners nearby started to whisper.

"Is Governor Lou going to enter the Xuantian Temple?"

"Is it true that what happened yesterday was a big deal?"

Qiao Mu was slightly startled, and his eyes fell on Qian Qian's face.

Magistrate Lou didn't pay attention to the salute of the money catcher on the street. He didn't even glance at it from the corner of his eye. He just took some guards and hurriedly entered the Xuantian Temple.

Qian Qian breathed a sigh of relief. There was no expression of hatred on his face, and he resumed patrolling.

"I don't know how many taels Qian Qian paid in total over the years for the ransom of one thousand taels to the Lou family for his old father?"

"No... there is no ransom now."

Qiao Mu watched silently as Magistrate Lou walked into Xuantian Temple.

A penny stumps a heroic man, but Qian Qiantou has not been able to collect that thousand taels of silver in half his life...

...

Inside Xuantian Temple, the main hall.

Saint Wu Qingxin silently looked at the Xuantian audience immortal statue on the altar table.

The immortals are roughly divided into three levels according to their status.

Led by Xuantian Sect's headmaster "Xuantian Immortal of great virtue and great power", a group of sect elders occupied the main position.

The second level is the Saint Son of the Immortal Sect and a few outstanding disciples of the younger generation.

The last ones are the immortal deacons who guard the temples such as "Red Yang Immortal" and "Qingyang Immortal".

But there is no tablet for Wu Qingxin, a fairy saint.

"One day, I will also join the ranks of Xuantian Sect's immortals."

She retracted her gaze and looked behind her, just as Magistrate Lou came over with someone.

"Saint." Master Lou said with an apologetic smile on his face:

"What happened to Qiao Pif yesterday, although it was just Qiao Pif's recklessness, after all, it broke into the important place of the Immortal Sect, and I am also uneasy."

"These ten thousand taels of silver are the tribute silver that the city gave to Xuantian Temple this time. Thinking that Xuantian Temple needs money to rebuild, I sent it in advance..."

After saying that, the entourage next to him brought over a large box with neatly stacked silver coins inside.

Wu Qingxin looked on expressionlessly, with cold eyes.

Although her status as a saint is not worthy of the name.

But in the Heyang City, in the eyes of secular figures like Palace Master Lou, he is still a big figure who can represent the Xuantian Sect's immortal sect.

Magistrate Lou is also a fourth-grade warrior and the master of a first-grade palace.

Now that something happened, even if it had nothing to do with him, he immediately sent tens of thousands of taels of silver, for fear that the Immortal Sect would find a reason to blame him.

All told, he was afraid of this layer of tiger skin on her body.

As for rebuilding Xuantian Temple...it's just a reason.

Yesterday, Qiao Pif was completely burned out, and he had just arrived at the gate of Xuantian Temple. He had not yet stepped into the threshold. Anyway, there were only a few martial slaves dead, so it was not a big problem.

"Master Lou, don't be upset. This matter really has nothing to do with you." Wu Qingxin said calmly:

"My Immortal Sect acts in an upright and upright manner, so naturally we will not act arbitrarily."

Magistrate Lou breathed a sigh of relief and said goodbye soon after.

Wu Qingxin glanced at the box full of silver.

When cultivating the immortal way, you must also talk about the Dharma Land of a Wealthy Couple.

In fact, the gold and silver in the secular world are not of much help to her, but they still have their uses.

She thought for a moment and summoned all the servants and Taoists in the Taoist temple.

"You defended the Xuantian Temple yesterday, but failed to completely stop the ordinary warrior..."

After saying this, these servants were frightened and quickly knelt down to plead guilty, fearing that the saint would punish them.

"Stand up, there is no need to apologize." The saint said calmly:

"What I do as an immortal sect, even if it is wrong, is still right."

"Your fault is just that you are weak."

"Although you are weak, many people were injured yesterday. Although there is no merit, there is still hard work."

"This is a reward for you." He said, waving his hands and handing out some silver coins as rewards to these servant Taoists who practiced martial arts.

"Thank you, Holy Maiden." These servants were naturally excited and thanked them repeatedly.

This saint Wu Qingxin is the dream of these servants.

If it weren't for the presence of Wu Qingxin, who switched from martial arts to immortality and could become a saint, they might not be willing to work as such a handyman.

"Serve my Immortal Sect, and you will be rewarded. If you can perform meritorious service, let alone this yellow and white thing, it is not impossible to grant you the righteous Dharma of the Xuan Sect."

After drawing the cake, she showed off the picture:

"Beyond this city, among the high mountains to the west, although there are monsters running rampant, there are also occasional treasures of heaven and earth..."

Wu Qingxin did not dare to leave the city of Heyang, but if this Wu slave could go to dangerous places to pick some spiritual fruits for her, it would be a good use.

It can only be said that the identity of the saint is not very useful.

Whether she is the master of a palace like Palace Master Lou or a martial slave in a Taoist temple, she must be treated with great courtesy.

After finishing these trivial matters, Saint Wu Qingxin took off on the wind again and flew back to the building on the top of the mountain.

She has not been practicing Taoism for a long time, so she should seize the time to retreat as much as possible.

Only this time, when she just returned to the back mountain, she saw a Taoist priest wearing a red robe at the door of the building.

"Holy Girl, I'm here to tell you something important. This is a decision made by the sect's discussion elders..." Taoist Chiyang said with a smile.

When Taoist Chiyang finished speaking, the usual cold expression on Wu Qing's heart suddenly disappeared.

Chapter 85 Hunting Saint (3k

Snapped!

The storyteller with the sword was stunned and said passionately:

"That Joe was ignited by the strange flames, and became a stick of incense. In the light of the fire, he still shouted in hiss: Please smell the incense of my man, how fragrant it is..."

While the audience was listening intently, a tea guest with slightly white temples stood in the corner and cheered loudly:

"good!"

"This Joe Piff is indeed a heroic warrior in the world!"

The cheers broke the silence, so other tea drinkers also cheered and cheered one after another, and the atmosphere suddenly became heated.