Please Kill the Demon

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...

The half body of the huge Drilling Mountain Beast has already penetrated into the mountains. There is a sharp single horn growing on the head of this beast, and the two claws are strong. It was born for drilling holes.

The descendant of the Drilling Beast moves freely in the ground, and often digs holes in the bottom of the mountain, causing earthquakes and landslides. It is a harmful monster, and it will be killed when it sees it. But later, some human cultivators captured and raised them, and specially used them to mine all kinds of hard mineral veins.

Not long after, the mountain-drilling beast had completely embedded itself in the mountain, and the sound of the hole-drilling gradually became dull, leaving only a long tail rattling away to sweep away the gravel.

"The Zhenshan stone veins are extremely hard. Even if there are mountain drilling beasts, the speed will not be fast. It may take a year and a half to mine a sufficient amount of Zhenshan stone." Lin Bei stood with his hips in the distance, thinking and said .

"It's enough." Chu Liang smiled behind him and looked into the distance, "When you get the Zhenshan stone, let the civil engineering hall start the work first, and when all the orders in hand are finished and a large amount of money is returned, the operation of Hongmian Peak will be completely stress-free. gone."

They were not in any other place, but the quarrying islands where Fuyao Kingdom and Zhenxing Island had a dispute.

These few islands are not big, and they were worthless things thrown at sea for both parties, but because of the Zhenshan quarry above them, a series of disputes have been caused.

Originally Fuyao Kingdom had nothing to do with the seizure of Zhenxing Island, but after Chu Liang learned about this yesterday, he asked Lin Bei to meet his good brother Han Lingshou overnight. The two sides negotiated that Shushan could send troops to help Fuyao Kingdom take back the quarry islands, but Fuyao Kingdom would allow them to mine on them.

Of course, the Zhenshan quarry obtained will be paid at a price higher than the market price. It is equivalent to Fuyao Kingdom not having to do anything, a large sum of Lingshi coins suddenly dropped out of thin air.

Naturally, Han Lingshou couldn't refuse this matter.

If there are any disadvantages, it is probably that you may offend Zhen Xingdao, but you have occupied my territory for hundreds of years, and you are not afraid of offending me. Now I can still take care of you?

Lin Bei and Han Lingshou happily signed the contract and paid a deposit. The next day, they urgently recruited a group of Shushan disciples to join the establishment of the Yubo Mansion, and came to the Quarry Islands to "recover the lost ground".

"I'm afraid that the people from Xingdao will come to make trouble again. They have Penglai behind them. It may not be so easy to mine safely in the East China Sea," Lin Bei said.

"Unless they dare to risk the displeasure of the world." Chu Liang said: "The people of the Yubo Mansion took back the territory of the Fuyao Kingdom. This is a matter of course, and Penglai will not easily intervene directly. If there is any possibility of something going wrong, I still have to remind Han Lingshou to pay attention My own safety. Last time I offended Taoist Cangqiu, I don’t know if he will use dirty tricks.”

"I have already reminded him that he is now ten times more alert than before, so there shouldn't be any problems." Lin Bei said, and suddenly let out a surprise: "Huh?"

In his line of sight, he saw a small boat slowly approaching the small island in the distance.

It is not surprising that there is a small boat on the vast sea, but there are two figures, one old and one dark, standing on that boat.

The old man was dressed in a plain robe, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, standing quietly at the bow of the boat with peaceful eyes.

The black one is a slender young man with his hands above his knees, strange and strange.

Coincidentally, these two are acquaintances.

Lin Bei chuckled and called out, "Azu?"

Chu Liang was slightly surprised when he looked at the figure on the other side, "Brother Du?"

...

Compared with the increasingly turbulent East China Sea, the South China Sea seems to have returned to calm. After the careerists headed by Haishi in the Guixu God Sect were investigated, the Zhuhai people have now started to live a peaceful life again.

Patriarch Wuchao is still the shadow that controls everything.

But on this day, an uninvited guest came to the ruins.

In the dark and deep sea area, a cyan light faintly lit up, slowly approaching the most core area. Just as the blue light descended, the surrounding black sea water burst open.

The old ancestor Wuchao's decrepit appearance reappeared, looking at the person in front of him, the true master of the South China Sea, there was a trace of fear in his cloudy eyes.

The blue light faded away, revealing a rather thin figure.

This is a middle-aged man in a green and black Taoist robe, with a white face and no beard, and he looks like a scholar. It seemed that his face was expressionless, and there was a piercing coldness in his eyes.

"Your Excellency is..." Patriarch Wuchao felt the slightly familiar aura on the other person, and asked in disbelief, "Where did you come from?"

"Well, Shenxu Temple." The middle-aged Taoist nodded.

"See the Guardian!" Patriarch Wu Chao seemed to want to salute, but when the middle-aged man raised his hand to signal him not to, Wu Chao immediately stopped moving and just looked at him.

This one of the few borderline beings in the world, the oldest sea monster in the South China Sea, actually carried a trace of humbleness.

"You're welcome, I heard that you have been to our place before, so I can guess that it won't do me any good if I come to see you." The middle-aged man said lightly.

"I was lucky enough to reach the foot of the mountain of Shenxu Temple back then, but I didn't have the chance to climb the mountain." The ancestor of Wuchao nodded and said, "The guardians came here for the resurrection of the goddess a while ago?"

"That's right." The middle-aged man replied: "It is not allowed to revive the fallen Ninth Realm, and you should know that. If someone wants to do such a thing, we will take action to erase it."

"This is all done by some ignorant sea-monster descendants, and I have personally killed them." Wuchao Patriarch hurriedly said: "There is absolutely no sea-monster who dares to have such a heart."

"I checked before I came here." The middle-aged man clasped his hands in his sleeves, his expression and tone were extremely indifferent, and he didn't seem like a living thing. He is in charge of Returning to the Ruins in the dark, so he may not be unaware of this."

"I have already ordered to stop..." Patriarch Wuchao argued.

"You stopped this matter after it got out." The middle-aged man said, "Maybe it's because you knew the matter was leaked and stopped keeping it secret, so you spoke out to stop it."

"Absolutely not!" Wuchao Patriarch said loudly.

"But there is a possibility." The middle-aged man showed no mercy, "You didn't do this yourself, but it is suspected of conniving. I have the right to judge by the order of the temple master. From today to now, I have decided to cut off your thousand-year cultivation. Do you have any objections?"

"I..." Patriarch Wuchao seemed to want to say something more, but looking at the middle-aged man's cold eyes, he finally sighed, "Don't dare."

"En." The middle-aged man didn't say any more, he pulled his hand out of his sleeve, and pointed at it as a knife.

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But seeing him slashing through the void, a slash of energy fell far into the darkness behind Patriarch Wuchao, and with a crisp sound of silk cracking, Patriarch Wuchao's brows frowned suddenly.

Then the gloomy blood color soaked the ink sea, and a huge mottled tentacle as long as a mountain range slowly floated out.

It turned out that Wuchao's incomparably huge body was hidden in the huge darkness behind him, and the middle-aged man cut off one of his parts, which contained a thousand years of cultivation.

With the loss of Taoism, Patriarch Wuchao's complexion gradually became weaker, and he asked aloud: "This time the guards come out of the mountain, we should not only punish our Guixu family? As far as I know, they are doing this. It's definitely not just the Guixu God Sect."

"You can't talk about the rules." The middle-aged man replied coldly, then turned around and was about to leave.

The ancestor of Wuchao didn't ask any further questions, but continued: "Then according to the rules of Shenxu Temple, can I know the name of the guardian who shot?"

"Yes." The middle-aged man glanced back at him, and left a sentence: "My name is Lu Cang."