Supreme Immortal Demon

The old man put down the tea cup and looked at Luo Chuan: "One price, five cartloads of Yin coins."

"Sure enough, the King of Hell is so troubled by the little devil. You really dare to speak." Luo Chuan sneered.

"You're right." The middle-aged man on the left smiled playfully: "We are just the brats outside Tianqi Capital. But if you don't make us comfortable, you will never even think about entering Tianqi Capital in your life."

"As the saying goes, wealth should not be exposed. You are just starting out and have no experience, so we have taught you a lesson. Those five carts of Yin coins will be used as tuition. At least we have left one cart for you." The middle-aged monk on the right said Don't hide the greed in your eyes.

The three monks seemed to be convinced of Luo Chuan's thoughts. They are not at all popular among the Taoist monks of Tianqi Capital, and cannot even enter the ninth rank. However, even if the disciples of Tianhua Palace and Nanyou Sect come alone, they cannot escape their extortion and exploitation after passing through the Transmission Taoist Academy, let alone the ones in front of them. The young monk comes from the empty mountain world where the sun is declining.

Luo Chuan glanced at the three monks coldly. He had taken out all six carts of Yin coins by mistake before. Although he was a little reckless, he didn't think it was a big deal. But he didn't expect that he would encounter something like this.

He came here just to save Zhou Buchen and didn't want to cause trouble.

After a moment of silence, Luo Chuan took out the Guru Dragon Talisman from his storage ring and placed it in front of the three of them.

"Do you recognize it?"

The golden talisman shone with light, the dragon roared, and the four characters "Master of Liu Kingdom" gathered in the air.

The faces of the three monks who were supervising the teleportation temple changed drastically, and they stared at the Master Dragon Talisman in disbelief.

"Huang Lao, is that, is that... the Guru's dragon talisman?" The middle-aged monk on the left looked at Luo Chuan in horror and said in a message.

"With the Guru Dragon Talisman, according to the etiquette and law, you need to get the ceremonial guard of the third-grade Taoist official and send it to Tianqi Capital on a green dragon flying car."

"Huang Lao, what should we do! We have hit an iron plate this time! If this master informs the superiors about this, we will all be deprived of our skills... This is still the best outcome!"

After looking at the three people who looked panicked, Luo Chuan took back the Guru Dragon Talisman and walked out. King Lao Liu was not bragging, this guru dragon talisman is indeed very effective.

Staring at Luo Chuan's back, the old man's face changed, his eyes flickered, and he suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahaha... Master Liuguo? I have been guarding the teleportation circle for so many years and have seen thousands of Monk, I have never heard that a monk at the virtual core stage can become a national guru. Little thief, where did you steal this guru dragon talisman?"

Luo Chuan turned a deaf ear and walked outside.

"Be bold!"

"stop!"

A cold shout came from behind, and Luo Chuan suppressed his anger.

These three brats in front of Tianqi Capital are greedy and daring, and there is no reason to explain them.

Behind the Rosewood Hall, there was a faint light.

That's the exit. Luo Chuan quickened his steps.

"Hahaha, boy, do you really think you can get out? Xia Zuru is like the law! Give me a seal!"

Luo Chuan frowned and used the Thunder Escape Technique, which turned into a purple lightning and flew forward.

In an instant, a bronze wall rose at the entrance of the hall, with dense mysterious patterns engraved on the wall. As soon as Luo Chuan hit the wall, light suddenly bloomed, and a majestic force came, knocking Luo Chuan away with a roar.

Outside the Rosewood Hall, the young monks were whispering and talking among themselves. Although they had been waiting for more than an hour, they were still talking enthusiastically about the wealthy man who had just entered the hall.

A loud noise was heard from the hall, and then a figure flew out backwards. As fast as lightning, it had passed across the huge square in a blink of an eye, and its head hit the sapphire teleportation array platform hard.

Boom!

There was another loud noise, and the remaining power spread, causing the entire Taoist temple to shake slightly.

The monks waiting in line all turned pale and fell silent. This extremely miserable collision made their heads hurt, let alone the person involved.

This unlucky guy will most likely not survive.

The Yuexing Sect disciple at the end of the team suddenly screamed: "Ah! It's a rich man!"

"Rich rich? What's going on?"

"Why did the rich man fly out?"

"I do not know!"

Three figures appeared on the steps in front of the hall.

The old man surnamed Huang standing in the middle looked around at the crowd and said with a sneer: "This kid's origins are unknown and he stole a huge amount of money. After we found out, he became angry and broke into the teleportation temple without permission. Now, he has been punished by us."

The monks in the square were silent. From time to time they glanced at Luo Chuan, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead next to the teleportation array, showing sympathy on their faces.

Although they are young, they have been traveling all year round. Compared with the disciples in the sect who are not involved in worldly affairs, they all know the ways of the world, and they are even more aware of the tricks in the Transmission Taoist Academy.

Almost no one believed the lies told by the old man named Huang. In all likelihood, it was the local tycoon who refused to pay bribes, which angered the three supervisory monks, and was assassinated by the three of them.

This kind of thing has long been common in Chuan Dao Temple.

"Everyone present is a witness." The middle-aged man on the left said quietly.

"This man sought his own death and has nothing to do with us. If someone asks in the future how this man died, do you know how to answer?" The middle-aged monk on the right looked around at everyone, with a threat in his tone.

"Death to you, uncle." A cold voice sounded from a distance.

The old man surnamed Huang was stunned when he saw the young monk who was originally thought to have been killed on the teleportation array rubbing his scalp, standing up, and looking towards him with a glow in his eyes.

"The rich man is still alive?"

"What a hard life!"

"That's sapphire! How hard is the scalp of a wealthy man!"

The old man surnamed Huang snorted and smiled mysteriously: "If you were dead, it would be all over. Unfortunately, you are still alive. According to the Dao Law of Daxia, stealing huge amounts of money, bribing the Supervisory Commissioner failed, and forcibly breaking into the Daoist Academy, such a serious crime is enough to be skinned and cut with a thunder and fire knife, cut into pieces, and die for 49 days."

Luo Chuan had a sarcastic smile on his face and walked towards the Rosewood Hall step by step: "What a serious crime. It is obviously you who are so bold and reckless, forcibly accepting bribes, and treating the Dao Law of Daxia as nothing. Do you really think that all Are all people fools? "

"The evidence is irrefutable, and you still want to deny it?" The old man surnamed Huang looked down at Luo Chuan and sneered: "There are witnesses and evidences. No matter how eloquent you are, no one will believe you."

Luo Chuan laughed in anger: "You know my identity, but you still dare to say this and frame me without reason. Just based on this, you are in great trouble."

Thinking of the dragon talisman of the master, the old man surnamed Huang turned pale, and the middle-aged monks on both sides showed nervousness at the same time.

The masters of the kingdoms in the Tiannan region are all appointed by the king on behalf of the sky, second only to the national masters of the Xia and Zhou dynasties, and enjoy the treatment of more than the third rank in the Great Xia Dynasty.

As the supervisors of the teleportation array, the three of them can be kings and overlords in the teleportation Taoist Academy, but in fact, they cannot enter the ninth rank, the least popular among the Taoist officials of the Great Xia. Compared with the master of Tiannan, it is more than a world apart.

The young man's demeanor, words and deeds, including the fact that he was unscathed when he bumped into the bluestone, all revealed a hint of mystery. Even if he was not the master of Liuguo, he had a great relationship, otherwise how could he have the master's dragon talisman?

Thinking of this, the three people's foreheads were slightly sweaty, and they exchanged a sinister look with each other.

At this point, they could only kill him to silence him, and they must not let this boy leave the Transmission Daoyuan.

How could Luo Chuan not detect the murderous intentions of the three people.

He originally planned to enter Tianqijing in a low-key manner and act in secret, but unfortunately things did not go as he wished, and now he could only force his way out.

The sleeves of his robe fluttered in the wind, and a murderous intent rose from behind Luo Chuan.

The monks on the square all changed color. The monk from Yuexing Sect at the end of the team looked at Luo Chuan with a complicated look, and whispered: "Daoyou, you must not do that. The Transmission Daoyuan is their territory. No matter how fierce it is, they have to lie down! It's better to give them some Yin coins, so as not to make things worse."

Luo Chuan smiled at the man, and in a flash, his eyes were cold. He turned into a wind shadow, and instantly swept across the huge white jade square and rushed straight to the rosewood hall.

"You all saw it. He is seeking his own death."

The old man surnamed Huang laughed loudly, and two middle-aged monks, one on the left and one on the right, turned into two rays of light and intercepted Luo Chuan.

In an instant, the three were close.

The middle-aged monk on the left held a flying sword in his hand, and the sword light burst out, but it turned into stars in the middle, besieging Luo Chuan from all directions. The cultivator on the right made a seal with his hands, and a green wood ghost demon stepped out of the air, waving eight arms and smashing towards Luo Chuan.

Just by looking at the aura, Luo Chuan knew that the methods used by the two were at least of the lower seventh rank.

The Great Xia cultivator who was just guarding the teleportation array could master the seventh rank method that the elite disciples of ordinary sects might not have, which shows the foundation of the Great Xia Dynasty.

Luo Chuan stopped his body movement, and his body emerged inch by inch from the wind shadow.

The cultivator who used the flying sword was overjoyed, and with a flicker of his wrist, the dots of Dan light gathered into a tide, washed over the short distance, and hit Luo Chuan.

"Bluffer, it turns out that this is all you can do." The old man surnamed Huang laughed.

Most of the cultivators in the square trembled, and their faces showed pain.

The next moment, everyone was stunned.

The sound of metal hitting stone came one after another, and the dense sword beams seemed to encounter a copper wall and iron wall, and were actually bounced away by Luo Chuan's body. However, Luo Chuan's skin exposed outside the robe was as smooth as before, without even a trace of scars, and faintly emitting a jade-white luster.