Chapter 406： messenger

Qi Xuan Men

Although it is the beginning of winter, the mountains are continuous, and there are pines and cypresses that cannot fall off. There is a thick gray forest, and there can be seen a spring overflowing from the top of the mountain. Somehow, it has turned into a cloud of mist, so that the upper half of the mountain sinks into the clouds, and occasionally it opens , I can see the embellishment of the small pavilion, you can look at the sea of ​​clouds, the sunset on the evening is really a resort.

But between the mountain roads, for every major traffic route, there is a praying Xuanmen Taoist guarding it, and the Taoist passers-by use the letter.

A middle-aged person hurried to the hall, and hurriedly stepped out of the hall, and someone stopped him: "Elder Li, please show your seal."

The elder stretched out his hand and showed a rune. The guardian took out a pair of runes and immediately joined them together, lighting up a white light and saying, "No problem, please come in."

When I entered, I saw the Dixian sitting on the bed to practice the exercises. The elders didn't dare to disturb, and for a moment, they calmed down. In the small hall, only the sound of breathing was heard.

For a long time, listening to the voice of Dixian came, "What's the matter?"

"It is Pei Ziyun's information. You have ordered it to be delivered as soon as it is available." The elder said carefully, the earth **** reigned for two hundred years under the rule of Xuanmen.

At this time, Dixian read the paper. Elder Li stood and watched. After a while, Dixian put down the scroll without expression, and said, "The new emperor really doesn't want to kill Pei Ziyun?"

Elder Li whispered: "Yes, ancestor, Taizu wanted to kill before, so as soon as we said, Taizu accepted us, let us cooperate, and even accepted a few of our Taoists to live in Beijing Taoist Temple."

"But Taizu died, and the new emperor didn't seem to want to do anything. Our people happened to say several times that they wanted to promote, and they didn't say anything."

"Abominable!" Dixian was furious. She patted her hand in front of the futon. The case was immediately gray and turned to ashes. Elder Li secretly sighed. When he was born, Dixian was there. When he was an elder, the earth fairy was still there. He had never been afraid of the earth fairy. He had only seen the wind and clouds as light and aloof. He had not seen this anger. Now he whispered comfortably: "The real monarch does not need to be angry. Pei Ziyun is an old man in the house, and it is also normal to have affection for a while. "

"But imperial power and Taoists, especially Dixian, are ultimately conflicts-there are no examples of good beginnings and good endings."

"Emperor Qi Tai will turn his face with Pei Ziyun, we will wait ..."

Dixian had a somber face. It used to sound good, but he folded two avatars in a row, and Shou Yuan even shrank. In the past ten years, he waited anxiously and was thinking that a Taoist came in and reported: "Zhenjun, Lu The king sent someone to deliver the news. "

"What?" Dixian's eyes froze slightly, letting out the light, and after reading the news, he also changed his color slightly: "The king of Lu finds me and jointly kills Pei Ziyun?"

"Hey, I ca n’t underestimate these mundane kings. All of them are cruel and black. In the past, they also worshiped Xie Chengdong as a military division. One sir, but now they just turn around and join me-it ’s good. Counting, thinking that the tiger and the wolf fight will have a wound. Come to the fisherman to profit? "

"Get me out." Dixian said coldly, and Elder Li felt shocked and went out.

living room

Inside the hall is a landscape picture of the mountains and rivers, which is painted on the shore of Lingdong Lake under Qixuan Mountain.

In the painting, the fisherman is fishing, the woodman is logging, and his hair is white. It looks like there is a charm in his expression. It seems that the painter has tasted life, seeing the ups and downs, detached.

"Good painting!" The ambassador of Lu Wang looked like a scribe, only thirty years old, a little handsome, and looked at the landscape paintings from time to time, seeming to realize, ignoring the praise of the Taoist staring at himself.

When Elder Li went out, he said, "Zhenjun, refuse to see you. Go down the mountain, come and see the guests."

Elder Li was cold and cold. We must know that killing Xie Chengdong was because of the evil spirit of King Lu. He didn't have a lot of good voice, but two disciples at the door prayed for Xuanmen, and when he heard the sound of fierceness, he drove the scribe out.

Looking at the appearance of the Taoist in front of him, the scribe smiled and said, "Isn't it possible to solve the hidden dangers of your nobles? You can ask this with this one, and the fairy will be willing to see me. You are the ones who are guilty! "

"What? Impossible." Elder Li had turned around a few steps, listening to the scribe's words, suddenly surprised, turning to stare at the scribe, the scribe was not afraid, and revealed a mysterious smile: "You say, I am It ’s all with you, what are you afraid of, and you really offend, are n’t you at your disposal? ”

Elder Li hesitated for a moment, and thought clearly, he said to his disciples, "Look at me, I'll sue Zhenjun immediately."

"Yes, uncle." The two chiefs responded, and Elder Li hurriedly entered the hall to answer the words and bowed: "True Jun, the messenger of King Lu, the words can remove evil spirits from the door, you see ..."

Dixian sneered, sneered, and waved his hand: "I heard it just now. If it is the ghost of King Lu, call him in, and I want him to die."

As soon as Elder Li heard this, he was summoned immediately. The scribes were not afraid. They followed them, and then they entered. A translucent law formation appeared, murderous, and the scribes were imprisoned in the temple.

When the scribes looked, they were shrouded in strong light, and there was a strong involuntary killing intention. The pressured body could not move, but the scribes had been prepared for a long time, and smiled, "This is the true way of hospitality?"

Dixian was furious and grinned: "At this step, you dare to pretend to be calm, who are you? I have the perception that you are no longer your deity. If you refuse to say, I have to let your spirits go."

"Haha" listening to the words of the immortal, the scribe stood still, laughed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "It doesn't matter who I am, but I can solve the hidden dangers for the nobles. You can adjust one and I will immediately pull him out. Out, let you know that I am sincere and I have the ability. "

In a word, the angry Dixian calmed down and stared at the scribe: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

"I was chosen by her Majesty to be the messenger, and I was frightened?" Said the scribe, his eyes bright and calm, and he was not afraid. Although the reincarnation platform was first built, it had already traction on the mark.

Dixian listened to this and thought that the disciples elders in his door had a different look, and his eyes were dark and deep, but the scribes did not seem to notice the murderous spirit, and smiled: "You can kill me, but not only offend us This made many disciples in Guimen impossible to recover and lost the opportunity to kill Pei Ziyun. This is the son of luck who replaced you, and has hatred with you-praying for 300 years of **** of Xuanmen, but rest. "

After speaking, the scribe laughed, and with the laughter in the temple, it became weird, and the surrounding elders looked at the earth fairy.

Dixian lowered her head, closed her eyes, and remained silent for a moment, suddenly commanding: "Go and hold the disciples who have been polluted by evil spirits."

"Yes!" An elder immediately turned and went out.

It didn't take long for me to listen to the roar. The disciple who came in was no longer human, with long beast hair on his face, and the nails on his hands became sharp claws. Then he snarled, and then he was sober for a moment.

"Jingjun, kill me." The disciple seemed to be a little clearer under the suppression of the aura. At this moment, he knelt and shouted loudly, his voice sharp and desolate, as if desperate: "Kill me, I don't want to be a monster. "

"No ..." After the disciple finished speaking, the spirit was surging and his mind was lost, and a strong force was poured out, and he struggled: "Roar"

Looking at the disciples, the elder of the **** couldn't help but sighed and reached out a finger, and the magical instrument gushed out light, suppressing the half-monsterish disciples.

The scribe smiled at this moment: "This is only a cure for the symptoms, it has no effect."

With the words, the demonic spirit that had originally been suppressed broke out even more violently. This disciple was struggling in pain, with blue muscles on his body and a change.

Dixian's eyes flashed, and he said, "Dare you dare to worship?"

"Boom!" The surrounding mana surged, and the legal array immediately strengthened several times. The magician was even taken down by the scribes. The scribes were not afraid. They took a step forward, just a little.

"?????"

Dixian was stunned, the law formation was stagnant, and the anger was lost. The disciple's hair receded, his claws became nails, and the whole person recovered quickly.

"I'm alright?" The disciple left with the demon spirit, the original appearance recovered, his mind recovered, and he reached out his hand and touched his face: "I actually recovered, I actually recovered."

Then, regardless of the teacher present, he burst into tears.

"It's impossible." The elder looked at him, his body trembled, full of shock, and the front was approached, all sides were blocked, why did he suddenly return to human form.

"It's really okay." An elder looked at him and ordered: "Quick, quick, check, there is no evil left."

Several disciples approached, took the photo-taking device, and checked for a long time.

"Haha" the scribe was locked up by the formation method, and laughed: "How? We have a cure for your illness."

Then he glanced around again, with a chuckle: "Did you see the breath just now? I know your formation, even the soul is waiting to be locked. Maybe you can lock the breath?"

"You killed me, my soul can leave like this breath, but this is the enemy, do you really want to continue?"

Inside the temple ~ www.novelhall.com ~ The scribe's voice echoed, and the elder looked towards the earth fairy.

"I'll check it myself." Dixian didn't hesitate, stepped forward, reached out to the disciples, stretched out his hand a little, and the aura of light passed through the disciples' soul and body.

After a while, his face changed slightly-no problem, on the contrary, he was stronger.

"Lu Wangguo is the root of evil spirits." Dixian flashed this thought in his heart, turned to look at the scribes imprisoned by the French array, and asked, "If you can cure evil spirits, what do you want to do?"

Dixian originally wanted to talk about evil spirits and changed his mouth to call the disease halfway. The scribes didn't care about the details at all, but just smiled: "What we want is to jointly kill Pei Ziyun and pay for it. We can not only dismiss your patients, but also provide your imagination. Things that aren't-for example, extending life. "

"What?" Dixian shook his body. Now Shou Yuan is about to die. This is the most important thing for him. He immediately killed him, gritted his teeth up and down, and asked coldly, "If there is any abnormality in King Lu, no May be against the sky, gaining life-who are you? "

Facing this question, the scribe smiled, but did not answer. Dixian glanced at it, only to feel that the smile was abnormally abhorrent. A sigh of anger was coming up, and he wanted to reach out and kill.

I just thought that the breath had just disappeared suddenly, and I didn't even notice where I went, and what the scribes said about life span. After a few steps, my expression eased, and I suddenly asked, "Is it really possible to extend life?"

In this world, there is almost nothing to extend life—power is available, life expectancy is difficult to increase, and now it is incredible to have this.

"It's true, you can try it," said the scribe, reaching out, and a piece of crystal appeared on the hand: "You can try this piece of crystal, and you know that what I said is true."

Looking at this crystal, Dixian took a deep look and ordered: "Release the array-you throw Yuan Jing over."