Poverty

Chapter 542 Xu Shaoqing in the Red Official Robe!They are all acquaintances!Prince Qing's son!Witch God!

Li Yanchu did not act rashly.

He came to help eliminate the demons, but he did not have the right to directly mobilize the army of the Qian Kingdom.

Therefore, he just stayed in Qingfeng Ridge.

Two days later,
Li Yanchu was using a plague-repelling talisman to remove the poisonous gas from the body of a soldier.

He suddenly raised his head slightly and glanced at the sky.

"coming."

Three figures landed in Qingfengzhai barracks.

They are a burly and muscular man, wearing a red official robe, with a fierce appearance.

A benevolent old monk.

A Taoist celestial master in a purple robe.

Soon, a captain rushed to Li Yanchu's camp.

"Li Daochang, Mr. Xu welcomes you."

"it is good."

Li Yanchu nodded slightly, and followed the captain to the camp.

There are only seven or eight people in the camp.

The burly man in the red official robe sounded like a bell, and when he saw Li Yanchu coming in, he said loudly: "What a handsome Taoist priest, thanks to Daoist Li this time."

Li Yanchu greeted several unfamiliar faces in the camp and introduced each other.

The old monk and the purple-robed celestial master are naturally easy to distinguish.

One is the treasure tree monk from Daxiangguo Temple, and the other is Zhao Tianshi from Longhu Mountain.

It's just that the image of Xu Shaoqing in Dali Temple was somewhat beyond Li Yanchu's expectations.

He originally thought that Xu Shaoqing was either a white-haired, unfathomable old man, or a refined middle-aged man.

But I never expected that it turned out to be such a big man who was more domineering than the grass in the rivers and lakes!
This bright red official robe, coupled with this appearance, made Li Yanchu think of a character—Zhong Kui!
"I heard senior brother Zhang mention you, you are Xuancheng's disciple, right?"

Longhushan Zhao Tianshi asked.

"That's right, Xiaodao's master's Taoist name is Xuancheng."

Li Yanchu replied lightly.

The senior brother Zhang that Zhao Tianshi said in Longhu Mountain must be his cheap senior uncle.

"Very well, the future of the Qian Kingdom still depends on you young people. Do you intend to go to Longhu Mountain to practice?"

Zhao Tianshi asked.

So direct... Li Yanchu was stunned: "Thank you for your kindness, senior. Xiaodao has lived in Weicheng for many years and is unwilling to leave."

He directly rejected this Longhushan celestial master.

"My Daoist Li is able to double-kill third-level heretics. He is a rare talent in the world. What are you going to do in Longhu Mountain?"

"Is it possible to practice from the third realm to Yinshen?"

Xu Shaoqing in the red robe said with a smile.

Zhao Tianshi smiled and said nothing, but sighed slightly in his heart.

"There is a lot of wind and rain in Weicheng, and Li Daochang cherishes it."

Zhao Tianshi seemed to mean something, but after saying this, he didn't say anything more.

"Thank you for the reminder, senior.

Li Yanchu had a premonition that Master Zhao seemed to know something.

And just now, the other party didn't seem to really want to go to Longhu Mountain to practice.

Instead, there is a faint feeling that he wants to take himself out of the vortex of right and wrong.

There are four third realm yang gods in total, and three of them are friendly to Li Yanchu.

Needless to say, the colorless monk was greatly favored by Li Yanchu.

And the Longhushan lineage has always had a close relationship with Li Yanchu.

The several major secret techniques he practiced, including the secret technique of Tai Chi Yin-Yang visualization in the second realm, all came from Longhu Mountain.

As for the Dali Temple, he is a person with an official position in the Dali Temple. Strictly speaking, he belongs to Xu Shaoqing's subordinate, and he is an official of the Eight Classics.

Only Daxiangguosi and Li Yanchu seem to have some conflicts.

Monk Guanxin, who was born in Daxiangguo Temple, was killed by Li Yanchu.

There was monk Jiekong, the Buddhist son of Daxiangguo Temple, who was beaten up by him in the blessed land of the cave, and took away his celestial fate.

Including the mysterious young man who was fighting with him in Taoyuan Mountain Cave recently, who was able to display the Arhat Dharma and the gluttonous phantom, and he was also from the Daxiangguo Temple.

However, the treasure tree monk did not show any hostility towards Li Yanchu.

They now have four Yangshen on their side, plus Li Yanchu, a heaven-defying existence who can double-kill the third realm, it can be said that there is no problem in rampaging the entire Donglin County.

Xu Shaoqing formulated a battle plan: "In my opinion, directly kill the power of Prince Shangqing's mansion, arrest that shit King Qing, and the son of Lao Shizi, and make a quick decision!"

His words were a bit vulgar, but there was a kind of clean energy to cut through the mess with a sharp knife.

This decision was quickly accepted,

A Yang God can run rampant in the world.

Now, take this opportunity.

The four yang gods are all in Donglin County, why are they afraid of King Qing's rebellion?
The imperial court dispatched four Yangshen to completely kill Jiugong Daoist.

After all, it is difficult for the third realm to kill the third realm, and the success of Yangshen's cohesion is almost indelible.

It's just that when everyone thought of this, they all looked at Li Yanchu in unison.

This young Taoist priest has sharp features and is handsome beyond dust.

There should be some spell or magic weapon on his body that shields the secrets of heaven.

Can't see anything special.

But this young Taoist easily beheaded the two Yang gods with one strike.

In other words.

I am afraid that none of the solo fighters present is the opponent of this young Taoist.

"The yin god kills the yang god, or double kill! Damn it! It's so exciting!"

Xu Shaoqing said with emotion.

Those who didn't know, thought Yangshen was Chinese cabbage!
Most of the troops of Prince Qing's Mansion were gathered in Tongquan and Liang County.

At this time, Liang County was the headquarters of King Qing's Mansion.

Liang County is not an ordinary town, but a military town.

Garrison ten thousand!
At this time, teams of prison cars at the gate of Liang County escorted the looted people into the city.

The soldiers in charge are waiting in full battle, with a stern look on their faces.

Among these common people, there were also some captives, as well as martial arts practitioners whose meridians had been interrupted, and they were all transported to Liang County in prison cars.

The prison car creaked and creaked through the street and came to the martial arts field in the center of Liang County.

This military town is heavily guarded.

At this time, a high platform was built on the martial arts arena.

A young man in a white robe sat on the high platform.

It was Prince Qing's son!

The man is holding a command flag in his hand and a copper bell in the other hand, and he is opening the altar!
He kept chanting prayer mantras from his mouth.

The whole picture is distorted and weird!
But after King Qing's son finished reciting all the scriptures, his expression turned cold.

"Crap!"

He uttered a mantra.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Prisoners are constantly being escorted here. If you look carefully, there are runes on the ground.

Following Prince Qing's mouth uttering a strange syllable, it hardly seemed like a sound that a human mouth could make.

A prisoner was cut off by the school captain with a knife and died instantly!
The blood on his body flowed on the runes under the high platform. Every time he uttered an ancient syllable, a prisoner was beheaded!

When Prince Qing finished reciting all the mantras.

There is already a river of blood flowing below the high platform!
The positions of the prisoners are arranged according to this ancient restraining formation.

With the death of all the prisoners, using their blood and souls to activate this ancient formation, a red light diffused, as if there were countless blood-colored textures connected to form an formation, surrounding the high platform where Prince Qing's son was.

Buzz!

There was a sudden throbbing in Shizi's heart, the kind of throbbing that seemed to come from the depths of the soul!
"Success!"

Prince Qing suppressed the excitement in his heart, he didn't expect it to be so fast, he thought he needed to continue slaughtering the city!

He bowed to the void and saluted.

"Messenger Chen Ze, respectfully invite the witch god to descend!"

(End of this chapter)