Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

Latest URL: The Ziqing twin swords trembled violently.

Lu Xueqing looked solemn, knowing that this person was indeed a strong person in the Yang God Realm.

Dou Jun stood in the air, looking at her.

"So what about the Yang God Realm, if you want to fight, then fight!"

Lu Xueqing suddenly clenched the sword, stopped the tremor of the sword, and said coldly.

"Hahaha! How courageous! The matter of Xiaohanshan Temple is pending, Dou will not kill you, but a suppression is inevitable!"

Dou Jun put his hand behind his back and smiled.

Xiaohanshan Temple, on Bodhi Cliff.

Xuanci clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "Daoist Qing Hui, the real karma has only just begun!"

Zhang Ming's eyes were as deep as the deep sea, and he said slowly: "Abbot Xuanci, Dou Jun, the commander of the Black Armored Army, symbolizes the county guard's mansion and represents the imperial court. If there is no winner between you and me, then my disciple will not have Life is in danger."

He could see very clearly that the real game was not in the county town of Tangling County, but in this Xiaohanshan Temple.

"What Daoist Qing Hui said is absolutely true."

Xuanci looked up and said with a smile, "Don't be alarmed by the Taoist master, it seems that there is still someone to rely on!"

Zhang Ming narrowed his eyes and sat quietly.

In the mirror, a person slowly floated out from among the pavilions.

"General Dou, this envoy was entrusted by Daoist Qing Hui to save this little girl's life. Please hold me high!"

An old man with a tooth missing in his mouth shouted from a distance.

Dou Jun's face darkened slightly: "Jiantianyuan, Han Xingyuan!"

The old man approached quickly, laughed and said, "That's right, it's Han!"

Dou Jun couldn't help showing hesitation on his face. This Tianjianyuan is directly under the Holy One, and it is far more powerful than him, the commander of the Black Armored Army.

Besides, Han Xingyuan's strength is also higher than his.

"It turned out that the Han inspector arrived,

Please forgive Dou for being far away! "

He thought over and over again, and finally said with his hands in his hands.

Han Xingyuan smiled indifferently and said, "General Dou, you are welcome. Although my Tianjianyuan is ordered by the Holy One to monitor the world, it does not include your military department. This ceremony... will be waived!"

There seems to be no joy between the two.

However, Han Xingyuan did not intend to make a move.

He knew in his heart that although this Dou Jun's level was a little lower than his own, he was a strong man who had fought hard on the battlefield. If he really fought, his old bones might not be able to suppress him.

The two were jealous of each other and couldn't help but confront each other.

Moreover, they all symbolize the Great Jin Dynasty, and it is impossible to really tear their skins apart.

Otherwise, in the eyes of the Holy One, it would be an internal strife between the Supervisory Academy and the military!

Thinking of this, Dou Jun's eyes flickered, and he asked in a deep voice: "Inspector Han, Daoist Yiqing from Lingshu Temple disrupted the Yuzhou Song Club and even killed several strong men in Dongling County. Do you really want to protect her?"

Han Xingyuan also arched his hands, and replied: "Being entrusted by others is a matter of loyalty."

Dou Jun looked at him, and asked again: "Is there a handbook from the Holy Master?"

Nowadays, the relationship between Buddhism and Taoism is subtle, and no one can understand what the current Holy Master means.

Dou Jun is not a fool, so naturally he doesn't want to be in trouble.

However, Han Xingyuan smiled lightly and said, "It's a personal entrustment, and there is no written order."

His meaning is very clear, this matter has nothing to do with the current Holy Majesty.

Dou Jun felt relieved.

Lu Xueqing, who was standing in the air, asked, "Senior Han, did you follow me all the way from Nanling City?"

Han Xingyuan stroked his beard and smiled, "That's natural. Your master was worried that you would be attacked on the way. But Han Moubai followed all the way. With your cultivation level, you don't need the protection of an envoy."

Hearing this, Lu Xueqing bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you, Senior Han."

She thanked her, but she couldn't help seeing the Taoist robed man standing quietly in the courtyard.

He smiled softly, his handsome face was deeply imprinted in his mind.

"Master...it turns out that you have always been thinking about your apprentice."

The girl felt warm in her heart.

At this time, Dou Jun finally turned around, stepped down step by step, and said: "Inspector Han, Dou is selling you. It's just that this woman disturbed the layout of my county guard's mansion. If there are other people who make a move, please return." The inspectors watched with their arms folded."

The conditions he gave were also very clear.

As the organizer of the Fishing Boat Song Club, he swallowed his breath and did not make a move.

However, if someone else wants to kill Lu Xueqing, then Han Xingyuan can only wait and see, not make a move.

Han Xingyuan pondered, and finally said: "Thank you, General Dou!"

Then, he bowed his hands to Lu Xueqing, and said: "Girl, leave quickly, and ask for blessings."

Although he agreed to the entrustment of Daoist Qing Hui, he could only stop Dou Jun alone.

If there are others, it is beyond his ability.

After speaking, he shook his head and fell to the courtyard below.

Lu Xueqing bowed to express her gratitude, but she did not leave in a hurry, but scanned the audience, and asked again: "Who else is there to expel the Daoist sect?"

There was a moment of silence below, and there was no sound.

She stabbed the purple and green swords behind her and said: "Since no one speaks, let's stop with the matter of expelling the Daoist sect!"

As she spoke, she bowed and said, "Farewell, poor!"

Lu Xueqing controlled the sword light and was about to leave.

On the Bodhi Cliff, Xuanci asked thoughtfully: "Master Qinghui, Jiantianyuan, Han Xingyuan, so this is your backer?"

Zhang Ming opened his eyes: "It's impossible to talk about the backhand. After all, Pindao didn't expect that there would be such a karmic dispute with Master Abbot. If the master has no other means, then Pindao won this round?"

His hole cards have been exhausted.

However, Xuanci did not stop there.

Therefore, he was a little unclear, and even more worried.

Yiqing, she... nothing will happen to her, right?

"Daoist Qing Hui, the old man just said that this battle of cause and effect is just the beginning."

Xuanci folded his palms together and smiled, "You only expected a strong man like Dou Jun to appear, so you arranged for Han Xingyuan to block it. But what if Dou Jun is not the only one in this battle?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Ming's expression changed drastically.

In the mirror, there was a brown figure flying quickly from the sky.

"Wait! No one is allowed to leave!"

Before the others arrived, there was already a voice coming from afar.

Lu Xueqing, who was about to leave, couldn't help stopping her sword light, and looked at the brown figure flying towards her.

After a while, I saw an old man with long beard, broad face and fat body, wearing a brown Confucian uniform, appearing in the midair.

"Who killed my Wang clan? Stand up for this old man!"

As soon as he appeared, he scanned the audience angrily, and his eyes quickly fell on the strongest three.

This long-bearded old man is none other than the contemporary ancestor of the Wang family in Dongling County, named Wang Wentan.

He just heard the message from the servant saying that the Bachelor of Li Ci had died tragically, so he couldn't hold back and flew all the way from the Wang's house.

Among the three people present, Dou Jun, the commander of the Black Armored Army, had a reputation throughout Dongling County, so he naturally knew him.

The other one is Han Xingyuan from the Supervising Academy!

Although he didn't know this person, he had seen his portrait from Wang's information.

Both of these two were representatives of the Great Jin Dynasty, so it was impossible to kill his Wang family members.

Therefore, the only possibility is the woman in front of me!

And Lu Xueqing didn't have the slightest intention to hide it, she stretched out her hand and grasped the Ziqing twin swords.

"If you're talking about a scholar of Lici, then it was Pindao who killed him, that's right. This challenge on stage is life or death. According to what Master said, Pindao is also helping him to escape. You don't need to thank him."

It was rare for her to say so much at once.

His tone was as cold as ever.

Wang Wentan couldn't help but look down, he had already seen the dead body of Wang Jingchun on the side of the ring, and couldn't help shouting angrily: "You are a monster! This old man is the Wang family of Dongling, Wang Wentan! I will pay you in blood! I will sacrifice you to me today That poor nephew!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a white-bearded writing brush with the thickness of an arm appeared in his hand.

He wrote in the air, with a sharp pen.

Suddenly, the word "benevolence" appeared in front of him.

The word became bigger all of a sudden, and it was suppressed towards Lu Xueqing who was on the opposite side.

Immediately, exclamations sounded from below.

"Flying the brush, the characters are completed into a talisman! This is a Confucian supernatural power-a brush of gods!"

"I've heard about this person before. He is an old master from the royal family of Dongling County. He was a guest of the noble family in Kyoto in the early years. I heard that he is a Confucianist and Taoist, and he has reached the state of manifesting the sage by speaking the Dharma!"

"I just don't know if he can defeat this witch!"

"..."

Everyone looked up at the woman in the blue dress opposite.

I saw Lu Xueqing throwing it up calmly.

The Ziqing twin swords flew out in an instant, piercing vertically and horizontally, cutting the huge "benevolence" character into pieces.

"You are... Life Shaping Realm!"

Wang Wentan opened his eyes wide, as if he realized the strength of the other party at this time, he couldn't help but look serious, and shouted, "No wonder you can kill my nephew Jing Chun, but with this sword, do you really think I can't do anything to you?" !?"

He wrote again in the air, and the three characters "righteousness", "tao" and "virtue" appeared in the blink of an eye, and besieged Lu Xueqing.

The girl's expression was cold, and she pointed at the imperial envoy's purple and green swords.

I only heard the sound of "嗖嗖嗖" incessantly, and the three big characters collapsed in the blink of an eye.

This is a bit of a slap in the face.

Dou Jun below couldn't help looking at Wang Wentan, and shouted: "Old Master Wang, you are only in the Life Shaping Realm. Six people died here just now. If you only have this means, then she might not be the one who died today!"

As soon as these words came out, Wang Wentan's face turned pale, and he hurriedly retreated ten feet away.

"Damn it, you forced me!"

His face was uncertain, and he gritted his teeth suddenly and shouted.

Immediately, he raised his pen and swung it into the air, quickly drawing a pentagram array.

"The most poisonous in the world is the scorpion!"

Wang Wentan shouted word by word, "Come out, Thousand Poisonous Scorpion!"

A pitch-black chelicerus suddenly protruded from the pentagram array, causing a click sound like space tearing in the midair.

Then, the chelicera sank, slowly revealing a huge black giant scorpion.

The two huge pincers came together in mid-air, and the tail spikes were raised upwards, aiming at the woman in the distance.

Dou Jun's face changed slightly: "A monster in the Yang God Realm!"

Lu Xueqing's pupils also contracted, showing a look of vigilance.

Xiaohanshan Temple, on Bodhi Cliff.

Zhang Ming looked up at Xuanci, and asked: "Master Abbot, if Pindao remembers correctly, the Wang family of Dongling County is from a Confucian and Taoist family. They have always read poetry and books, and understand etiquette. How could they raise such monsters?" ?!"

At this moment, the worries in his heart were fulfilled little by little.

Xuanci frowned, and said with a smile: "Master Qinghui, I have already said this before. The Wang family of Dongling County has some entanglements with the elder of Yushoumen. I have heard that a hundred years ago, Yushoumen gave a gift A scorpion beast was fostered in the Wang family of Dongling County. Unexpectedly, in just a hundred years, this scorpion beast has grown to the level of a demon king!"

Zhang Ming stared at him with disbelief.

Xuanci's scheming was hidden, maybe he knew that the Wang family of Dongling County had raised a monster of the Yang God Realm.

He even had some doubts that the two major forces of Dongling County Wang Clan and Yushoumen had no grievances with Lingshu Guan, so why did they suddenly target them this time?

He originally thought it was the Qiongyu Sword Sect who had offended the opponent.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

What they really want to target is the Spirit Pivot View!

Zhang Ming stared at the other party and said, "Abbot Xuanci, I hope you understand that what Pindao said before is definitely not a joke."

Xuan Ci looked at him, "What I said is not a joke."

The two faced each other tit-for-tat, and there was no room for negotiation.

Now the key to the cause-and-effect dispute falls on Lu Xueqing in the mirror instead.

No matter who it is, as long as they lose in this match, their Buddhist altar or Dao heart will definitely be damaged!

At this moment, the old monk felt a little balanced in his heart.

He could feel that Daoist Qing Hui's heart... was messed up!

And chaos is the beginning of defeat!

Tanglin County, the scene of the Fishing Boat Song Festival.

Everyone looked into the mid-air together, only to feel a terrifying aura rushing towards them.

Those with weak strength can't help but fall to the ground.

They have never seen a monster in the Yang God Realm in their life, and at this moment, there is only the word "fear" in their eyes and hearts.

Dou Jun glanced at the crowd, with disappointment in his eyes.

Fishing boat singing, suppressing demons...

But now, they were easily suppressed by the demon's breath.

After these people go out, I don't know how many people will have the courage to face the demons.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but looked up at the sky, and asked, "Daoist Yiqing, if you accept Dou's suppression at this time, Dou can use the head as a guarantee, and before the news from Xiaohanshan Temple arrives, I will protect your life!"

At this time, he instead cherished his talents.

However, Lu Xueqing glanced at him and didn't reply.

"Old benefactor, this scorpion looks fierce."

The girl said calmly, "It's just that Pindao has something to ask. On the way to the county, I was ambushed by a group of bandits. They not only invited killers from the life-shaping realm, but also equipped with military-use God-breakers." Crossbow. Dare to ask, is it your Wang family of Dongling County who killed me?"

Wang Wentan glanced at the corpse on the ground, and the anger in his eyes was as raging as a flame.

No one will understand this kind of uncle and nephew feeling!

In his life, he only left a single biography of this lineage.

"The witch! The bandits and killers were indeed arranged by my family!"

At this time, Wang Wentan had no more scruples, and gritted his teeth and said, "No matter the old hatred or the new hatred, you will never get out of Dongling County alive today! Demon girl, die!"

He waved his hand abruptly, and the Thousand Poisonous Scorpion jumped out all at once.

The terrifying aura locked firmly on the woman in the blue skirt in mid-air.

The Ziqing twin swords trembled violently!

This is the Excalibur has a spirit, and it is a natural warning.

The monsters in the Yangshen Realm are different from human practitioners. They do not cultivate the primordial spirit, but a tyrannical real body and natal supernatural powers.

This aura that frightens all living beings is one of the supernatural powers of the Thousand Poisonous Scorpions!

The people below were intimidated by the overflowing energy, and they trembled all of a sudden, falling down like wheat.

And the woman who was facing the aura, her body trembling, slowly raised her palm.

A green ribbon fell off from the wrist.

Then, fly like a dragon!