Chapter 287 Playing a Play
"Hehe, it's very lively here!"

At this moment, only a chuckle was heard, and a man in green clothes suddenly appeared in front of Jin Mingbi like a ghost.

With a wave of his big sleeve, all the attacks disappeared without a trace like a mud cow falling into the sea.

Jin Mingbi was already completely desperate in his heart, thinking that he must die, he closed his eyes and waited for death.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, he didn't feel the attack added to his body. Instead, his falling figure seemed to be wrapped by a soft force, which stopped the falling trend and stabilized his figure.

"Could it be, the attack is too fast, I'm already dead"

Jin Mingbi opened his eyes hesitantly, and what he saw head-on was still Wanli Bibo.

And not far away from him, there was a figure in green clothes standing there.

Taoist Qingling and others in the distance looked at this place in a daze.

"It seems that I have seen it somewhere."

When Jin Mingbi saw the back of the Tsing Yi, for some reason, he felt a sense of deja vu in his heart.

At the same time, he couldn't help feeling an extremely solid feeling in his heart, as if no matter what kind of attack, he couldn't break through this back.

On the big boat, more than a dozen women and children burst into tears with excitement. They thought that in such a situation, they would not be able to respond every day, and the earth would not work. They had no chance of escape.

Unexpectedly, the man in Tsing Yi who suddenly appeared at this moment brought them another glimmer of hope.

"It's you?"

Daoist Qingling flashed his light, and in mid-air, he stabilized his figure and looked at the blue robe in surprise.

This person is the man in Tsing Yi on the boat he burned earlier, isn't he dead?

All the subordinates also looked hesitant, not knowing whether they should do it or not.

All of a sudden, the surface of the river became strangely quiet.

"Yes, it's me!"

He Pingan smiled slightly, and glanced at Taoist Qingling and others lightly.

However, in the perception of Taoist Qingling and others, it was as if he was being targeted by a terrifying existence, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and cold sweat broke out instantly.

"What do you want to do?"

Daoist Qingling showed horror, his magic power surged, wrapped his whole body, and asked.

He Pingan smiled lightly: "I don't want to do anything, but you burned my boat, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

Before he finished speaking, Taoist Qingling suddenly turned into a streamer, and flew backwards regardless of the others.

When everyone saw this, they immediately dispersed like birds, and more than a dozen escaped lights separated and fled in various directions.

The aura exuded by this person was extremely strange, he was able to escape in the spiritual fire of the crowd, and just now he took away the magic weapon from the crowd.

He is definitely not an ordinary monk, so let's play it safe first and escape with his life.

"Burn my boat and want to leave?"

Now these villains are getting smarter and smarter, and they ran away before making a move.

How can I pretend to be slapped in the face?
He Pingan shook his head, chuckled lightly, showing his bright white teeth, and then pressed his hands down lightly.

Within a radius of ten miles, the sky that was still clear just now suddenly became dark, and then, a big dark golden hand transformed from mana covered everyone's heads for a radius of ten miles in an instant, and pressed down downward.

Block out the sky and block out the sun, invincible!
"not good!"

Taoist Qingling's complexion changed, this big dark golden hand could cover a radius of ten miles at will, which was only possible with the strength of a third-rank monk at least.

Immediately, several flashes of spiritual light flashed across his body, and the two small yellow shields swelled in the wind, facing towards the big dark golden hand.

There were also two talismans, which were added to him, and his escape speed was immediately increased by a few points.

It only takes one breath to escape from the coverage of the big hand.

When Taoist Qingling saw the clear sky not far away, he was overjoyed, his mana gushed out crazily, and he was about to flash out.

"Boom!"

Daoist Qing Ling just flew to the border of the big hand, but found that the surrounding space seemed to be firmly imprisoned, he bumped his head into it, as if hitting a copper wall, and immediately hit his nose with blue eyes and swollen blood.

"Boom! Boom!"

At the same time, the other two fifth-rank monks also flew to the edge of the big hand one after another, but just like Taoist Qingling, they all hit their heads and burst into blood, making a muffled sound.

Even the flying sword under one of them was knocked into half, and the whole person fell down immediately.

Confining the space, it's over. In the minds of the three of them, a terrible idea appeared at the same time.

Then above the head, a big dark golden hand pressed down, and the eyes of more than a dozen Taoists went dark, and then they didn't know anything.

"boom!"

In Jin Mingbi's ears, only a loud noise was heard at this time, and he saw that the big dark gold hand squeezed lightly, and squeezed all the dozen or so people into his hands.

In an instant, countless blood flowed from the fingers of the big dark gold hand, like a rain of blood, and scattered downward.

The dark golden hand immediately turned into a series of dark golden rays of light and dispersed, countless stumps and broken arms lost their support, and immediately fell to the river below.

The surface of the river hundreds of feet around was immediately stained red, but as the waves of the Xuanjiang River rolled, the blood faded away and calm returned.

Taoist Qingling and others, who were still fierce just now, died in the hands of He Pingan in an instant.

He Pingan was blowing with the wind, standing facing the wind, with his hands behind his back, his back to everyone, indescribably free and easy.

When they see this scene, they should admire me with little stars in their eyes, right?

The women and children on the big boat looked at the scene in front of them, as if seeing a life-saving god, hugged each other and wept with joy.

Jin Mingbi was shocked, and kept repeating a few words in his heart, too strong, too strong.
Even Master Ye, it seemed that he couldn't be so relaxed, crushing the dozen or so monks with one move.

After ten breaths, the women and children on the big boat were still hugging each other, weeping with joy.

Jin Mingbi was still shocked, and murmured, "It's too strong."
Nima, isn't your reaction a bit too protracted?

The figure floated down from mid-air and landed on the head of the big boat bridge.

Seeing this, Jin Mingbi withdrew from the murmur, quickly fell from the air, knelt down on one knee, and said gratefully: "Thank you for saving my life, senior."

Although the person in front of him looks very young, he knows that whoever can have such strength is not an old monster who has been cultivating for many years.

In the world of cultivating immortals, age cannot be judged by its superficial appearance.

"Who are you and where are you going?"

Although He Ping'an already knew some of the situation, he still wanted to hear what Jin Mingbi and others had to say.

"My lord, Jin Mingbi, this is the family of Mr. Ye, the procurator of Jiangzhou. This time, he was going to Xuanyang to avoid disaster, but he was chased and killed unexpectedly. Thanks to the action of the senior, otherwise, Mr. Ye's whole family would have died here. "

Jin Mingbi knew that it was best to answer truthfully when facing such seniors.

If he deliberately concealed it, it would not be good to see the fate of those people in the Palace of Eternal Life just now, and the fate of himself and others.

"According to the envoy, Master Ye?"

He Pingan chewed in his heart, and asked suspiciously: "Master Ye is an official of the third rank, a member of the Palace of Eternal Life, dare to chase and kill his family?"

Jin Mingbi sighed quietly: "Senior doesn't know something, the Palace of Eternal Life also listens to the governor, and the governor asked them to arrest people, how dare they refuse?"

"Besides, the thousand households in the Jiangzhou Changsheng Palace have already shared a nest with the governor Dai Yunlin."

"Dai Yunlin?"

He Ping'an's heart moved slightly. Although he had never met the governor Dai Yunlin, he had already planted a cause and effect.

His son, Dai Xueyi, was poisoned by the Heaven Swallowing Demon King he collected and died.

Seeing He Pingan thinking deeply, Jin Mingbi's heart tightened. Could this senior also have something to do with that governor Dai Yunlin?

If this is the case, I and others can only be slaughtered.

"go on!"

Seeing that Dai Yunlin stopped, He Pingan opened his mouth to give orders, his expression neither sad nor happy.

At this time, Jin Mingbi's expression straightened, his neck twisted and said: "If senior and Dai Yunlin are old acquaintances, then there is no need to say anything more."

"Hey"

He Pingan looked weird, but he had to say: "Pindao and Dai Yunlin do have a relationship."

Sure enough, Jin Mingbi's face turned pale, he let out a long sigh, and with a flash, he protected the Ye family's women and children behind him.

There was a burst of righteousness in his chest, and although he knew he was invincible, he was still ready to fight He Pingan to the death.

Just when he wanted to take the lead, he heard He Pingan say: "However, the origin of Pindao and him is not a good thing."

Didn't you say that Jin Mingbi cursed inwardly, originally the awe-inspiring righteousness was about to burst out with hatred, but upon hearing He Ping'an's words, he quickly withdrew the awe-inspiring righteousness into his body.

But he was attacking with hatred in the first place, and he had already used all his strength. As soon as he swallowed and vomited like this, the awe-inspiring righteousness in his chest suddenly became disordered, causing the blood in his body to churn, and his face immediately turned red.

"puff"

Jin Mingbi lowered his head, and a mouthful of old blood spewed out immediately.

"Hey"

He Pingan smiled secretly in his heart, telling you, old boy, to speculate wildly all day.

After spitting out a mouthful of old blood, Jin Mingbi felt much more comfortable. He circulated the righteous energy and calmed down the blood in his body. Then he said slowly, "I was being careless just now. I don't know what kind of cultivation you have, senior?"

He Ping'an asked curiously: "How much cultivation do I have, what does it have to do with this matter?"

Jin Mingbi said sternly: "This matter is related to Daxuan's life and death, if senior's cultivation level is less than first rank, even if he listens, it won't do any good."

"On the contrary, it causes trouble."

Hey, you are only the fifth rank of Confucianism and Taoism, and you still have a cultivation base that is contemptuous. He Pingan asked angrily: "What do you think the poor cultivation base is?"

"Senior can easily kill these more than ten monks, and their cultivation base is at least at the third rank, but unfortunately, it is still not enough."

Jin Mingbi sighed, this matter is of great importance, and it is useless to talk to others, we still have to go to Xuanyang as soon as possible.

It is said that Taoist Sanlun once appeared in Xuanyang and led the enthronement of Emperor Longqing.

I am afraid that only the three crazy Taoists can make a turn for this matter.

"No, guess again!"

He Pingan shook his head with a calm expression.

Jin Mingbi sighed: "Even if you have a second-rank cultivation, senior, you still can't solve this matter."

"It's still not right!"

He Pingan smiled again, his breath leaked out a little, which immediately triggered a drastic change in the sky, and within a hundred miles, there was a sudden surge of wind and clouds.

"Arouse the celestial phenomena."

Jin Mingbi's complexion changed, and he took a careful look at He Pingan, and there was no overlap with the first-rank masters he knew.

"Could it be that senior is a high-ranking expert?"

Jin Mingbi bowed his body, his voice was uncertain.

"Look again!"

He Ping'an's voice suddenly became much older.

Jin Mingbi raised his head when he heard the sound, but saw He Pingan in front of him. In an instant, he changed from a young man to a scruffy Taoist with white hair and childlike face.

"You are."

Jin Mingbi carefully looked at He Pingan in front of him from head to toe, and the appearance of the person he was thinking of overlapped more and more. He couldn't help but knelt down excitedly: "Could it be that senior is the Dragon Rider Martial Saint?"

"Could it be that it's not like being poor?"

He Pingan smiled slightly, turned his body around, his Taoist robe fluttered, and asked with a smile.

"Like, so similar!"

Jin Mingbi kowtowed on the board of the boat excitedly, the heavens had mercy on him, he was going to go to Xuanyang to find the three crazy Taoists.

Unexpectedly, the three crazy Taoists were by his side.

The women and children standing on the big boat behind him were also surprised, and the two women said happily: "Master, Master is saved."

"Daddy is saved"

In the cabin, a young girl said in a tender voice.

Petite and slender, she looks extremely weak, and people can't help feeling pity when they see her.

"Now, can you speak?"

He Pingan took everyone's reactions into his eyes, and then turned his gaze to Jin Mingbi.

"I know everything under the hood."

Jin Mingbi spoke hastily.

"Six days ago, Master Ye went to the governor's office to discuss with the governor Dai Yunlin, the chief envoy Lu Cilong, and the commander Yue Hongfeng about the Great Xuan's Southern Expedition."

Jin Mingbi eloquently explained, and He Pingan finally understood the ins and outs of this matter.

It turned out that the procurator Ye Ming was about to leave the governor's office after discussing the matter, but the chief envoy Lu Cilong secretly stuffed a note into his hand.

And it was this note that brought disaster to Ye Ming's family.

After Ye Ming returned home, he opened the note, only to find that it read: Governor Dai Yunlin has fallen to Nanhuang Gu Immortal, Jiangzhou is in danger, Daxuan is in danger!

Ye Ming was shocked when he saw the content, but he was dubious about the content of the note.

After all, Dai Yunlin is the second-rank governor of Daxuan, a high-ranking official, and a second-rank Confucianism cultivator. What is the reason that makes him fall to a foreign race?

Therefore, he did not respond immediately, but chose to collect information secretly.

After three days, although he did not find any clues, he found out strangely that the chief envoy, Lu Cilong, who had passed the note to him before, had not seen him for two days.

When he tentatively asked Governor Dai Yunlin, the answer he got was that Chief Minister Lu Cilong went to Xuanyang on business and would return soon.

However, Ye Ming, the inspector, still sensed something was wrong, so he secretly arranged for Jin Mingbi to send his family members out of Jiangzhou first.

And entrusted the note to Jin Mingbi, told him about everything, and told him to send the note to Xuanyang.

It is best to find the Martial Saint Riding a Dragon. If you can't find it, report the matter to the imperial court as soon as possible, and report it to the monks above the first rank.

As for him, he had to stay in Xuankang, Jiangzhou's prefecture, to keep Dai Yunlin safe, lest Dai Yunlin find anything unusual.

This was one reason why he didn't tell He Pingan, and another reason was that he was worried that He Pingan would go to the top for a while and fight desperately with Governor Dai Yunlin.

You know, Dai Yunlin is a second-rank Confucianism cultivator.

If Zhen Guo does not produce one product, he has almost no opponents.

Besides, it is not known whether that Gu Immortal has any means to hide in the dark.

However, on the second day after Jin Mingbi left, he cut off contact with the inspector Ye Ming.

Jin Mingbi immediately realized that something was wrong, so he drove day and night. However, he chose to take the fastest waterway with his uncultivated women and children, but he was overtaken by the other party on this day.

If it wasn't for He Ping'an's action, the consequences would be disastrous
Speaking of this, Jin Mingbi was still afraid for a while, looking at He Ping'an's face, he was still full of gratitude.

"By the way, the young master is still on the shore, I'm afraid that at this time, he has already rushed to Xuanyang."

Jin Mingbi suddenly thought of Ye Hang who was sent to the shore by him. He probably didn't know that he and others had been rescued at this time.

"Did you mean him?"

He Pingan pointed to the distance, and saw a burly man in black flying towards here with a frightened young Confucian scholar in his hand.

"Who is this"

Jin Mingbi looked at the man in black approaching with a strange expression, and couldn't help but feel a little bit of fear in his heart.

Fortunately, I didn't hide it, otherwise, if Ye Hang said something different from what I said, I couldn't say it, and my life would be lost.

"Dai Yunlin, what exactly do you want to do, did Ye Ming find out?"

He Pingan frowned and asked, there was too little information in it, and he couldn't deduce it.

Since the fall of southern Xinjiang, the secrets of heaven have been chaotic, especially for the matter of southern Xinjiang, Xiaoyan's magic numbers can't be deduced at all.

"These, adults have not found out."

Jin Mingbi shook his head and said.

"Mr. Jin, are you willing to cooperate with Pindao and play a play?"

He Pingan asked with a faint smile.

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