All Heavens Gou Xian

Chapter 231 The historic meeting
Dragon Qi roared past, breaking all spells, and the figure turned into a piece of wood.

It turned out to be a puppet.

The official surnamed Li's expression was condensed, and he said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist He Fang, go and see him."

"Don't make mistakes, the world today is still my Daxiong's world."

A white-haired Taoist with bone bones came from the forest, holding a whisk in his hand, and bowed his head: "Poverty Tianhezi, he has always been kind to others and has compassion in his heart."

"Seeing that two fellow Taoists had an accident today, I want to ask for favor from this lord."

The official surnamed Li squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the white-haired Taoist in front of him. Looking left and right, he was nothing more than an innate warrior, not even a monk. How could he have the guts to participate in the affairs of the court? !
"Master Daoist, this dialect makes this official difficult." The official surnamed Li is not a fool either. Facing an unknown enemy, he dare not act rashly.

"I don't know what kind of sect you are, why you are here."

The white-haired Taoist smiled indifferently: "Poverty Taoist is just a passing innate monk, just a casual cultivator, just a casual cultivator."

"Oh, a congenital monk."

The official surnamed Li was thoughtful, but he didn't believe it in his heart. He was always a warrior by nature, and when did he become a monk.

After talking with each other, the subordinates of the official surnamed Li came gradually.

Qinglong's master became anxious immediately, and hurriedly shouted: "Fellow Taoist, hurry up, their people are here."

The white-haired Taoist nodded, indicating that he knew.

Then he turned around and looked at the official surnamed Li with more and more smiles, and his temperament gradually became more stable.

"My lord, I really don't want to give you face."

The white-haired Taoist sighed
The officer surnamed Li was full of confidence when he saw that his teammates had arrived, and felt that he was doing it again, so he sneered: "That Taoist, if you don't leave, I will arrest you together."

The white-haired Taoist shook his head and said Tianhe Tianzun: "When you become a monk, you must always be convenient, and you must always be kind. Sweeping the floor may hurt the lives of ants, and cherish the moth veil lamp."

"I like peace the most, and I am the most gentle and kind."

"However, my lord doesn't give me face."

The white-haired Taoist Tianhezi took out a handful of jade ruyis from his sleeve, saying it was jade ruyis, rather than iron ruyis, it only showed the color of jade and actually weighed a hundred catties.

"Good Taoist, seek death!"

Se Li, an official surnamed Li, roared inside, took out a paper document, and read it out in public, manifesting the majestic dragon spirit, ready to suppress all laws with one blow, and demonstrate the majesty of the official.

Unexpectedly, the dragon breath rushed towards Tianhezi, passing through his body immediately.

"how is this possible."

Not only the official surnamed Li, but also a group of minions and followers, and even the master and apprentice of the Qingshan School, couldn't believe it.

Even if you don't want to admit it, it has become an iron law for Dragon Qi to suppress Wanfa.

This is something that goes deep into the hearts of the people.

"Are you just a warrior?!"

The official surnamed Li suddenly thought of a possibility, and immediately shouted with a grim face
Without being suppressed by dragon energy, there is only one possibility that the Taoist in front of him is just an innate warrior with pure physical cultivation.

However, how to explain the previous puppet operation?Is that the means of warriors? !

But no matter what, when he thought that the Taoist in front of him was just an innate warrior, and he was the one who frightened him just now, the more officials surnamed Li became angrier.

A mere innate talent, a hundred enemies on the battlefield, what is it, one of your minions is not innate, and which one is not an enemy of a hundred people.

My own family is even more innate, a half-step master.

"Come on, tear him apart." The official surnamed Li shouted angrily.

Unexpectedly, the people behind him didn't move, they all looked at him with terrified eyes.

The official surnamed Li looked back and saw Tianhezi, a white-haired Taoist, raised Yu Ruyi high and smashed it down.

"You must be a genius..."

The official surnamed Li left a last word unwillingly, fell to the ground and died.

The white-clothed Taoist smiled and said: "What is innate, warriors are innate, Taoists are innate, suffering is also innate, gods are also innate, and prehistoric are also innate."

"There is another kind of innateness called Luofeng innateness. Although it has not been fully proved, there is still a little gap between poor Taoism and ordinary innateness."

Taoist in white Tianhezi Luofeng shook his head helplessly and sighed.

My family is in Xisha County, Xuan'an County, a remote place like this, and the farming is done well.

The county government's counterattack was a bit troublesome, but there was a solution after all, which could pave the way for all plans to be perfect.

In addition, these actions are nothing more than small troubles in the eyes of Daxiong Empire.

So he can farm with peace of mind.

Who knows, you came here suddenly, bringing a new road, but at the same time disrupting the order and layout of Luofeng's farming.

But this is also good, new power represents new hope.

If there is no new force to intervene, in Luo Feng's calculation of the worst result, the insightful people of Daxiong's court suddenly reacted and asked several supreme masters to lead an army of millions to crusade, then it would be their own death.

Although the probability of this is only 0.01%, it still exists, and it is too dangerous.

New forces must be involved. New forces represent new vitality. The more chaotic the situation, the more favorable it will be.

As the saying goes, there are many friends and few enemies.

Leaving Daxiong's court alone is a success.

Luo Feng picked up Yu Ruyi, turned around and looked at a group of hawks and dogs, and said with a smile:
"You also know that Pindao is a gentle person. Sweeping the floor is afraid of killing ants, and he cherishes the moth gauze lamp."

"Only those who don't give the poor face, the poor will get angry."

"escape!"

I don't know who shouted, and all the minions turned into birds and beasts and scattered.

As for taking refuge, they are not stupid. As members of the Daxiong court, they are more aware of the strength of the Daxiong Xianchao.

If you don't take refuge, one person will die, if you take refuge, the whole family will die.

The wives and clansmen will be liquidated.

Luo Feng shook his head: "You are neither willing to seek refuge nor die, which makes it very difficult for the poor."

Step out quickly, operate at the innate limit speed, and turn into afterimages.

"Clap clap clap..."

After a few crisp sounds, a few more white flowers appeared on the ground.

Looking at the green cage on the side, he swallowed, looked at his master Ming Yuezi, and murmured: "Master, didn't you say that our Taoist sect is not strong?!"

The corner of Ming Yuezi's mouth twitched: "It's because our Qingshan Daomen is not strong, so don't think too much about it."

Yu Ruyi swept all the way, slapped a monk to death, and was about to kill another monk, Liu Taoist.

After a while of incantations, a canopy appeared on Liu Daoren's head, illusory and fragile.

Luo Feng glanced at it in surprise, there is actually a canopy orthodoxy here.

With a thought, he took Yu Ruyi back and said calmly: "I also have a relationship with Tianpeng."

"Give him some face today and not kill you."

Liu Daoren was very lucky to have escaped from death, but he recalled Luo Feng's words just now.

There was a shock immediately.

Patriarch Tianpeng is an immortal in the upper realm, so it is natural to have a relationship with Patriarch...

And Luo Feng's unreasonable innate state also verified this order.

"Heaven and man keep their steps... disciples have eyes but don't know Mount Tai..."

Liu Daoren knelt down with a plop, about to hug his thigh.

Luo Feng turned around and smiled lightly.

There are many friends and few enemies. This Taoist looks like he can win over.

(End of this chapter)