I'm really not a Daoist!

Chapter 12 Cut [-]% of your destiny! !
"What's the situation?"

Ji Bofu looked up, the young man in black was like a hungry wolf, his green eyes were staring straight at the Lingya rice in his hand.

Is martial arts practice so hard?
This man's eyes are starving green!
"Little baby, make a price, I will spend money to buy the Lingya rice in your hand!!"

After the young man in black opened his mouth, there was a ferocious expression on his body, as if Ji Bofu would kill Ji Bofu on the spot if he didn't agree.

Ji Bofu felt a shock in his heart, and his face sank in an instant. This man's mouth was filled with a taste of taking it for granted, as if he was standing on a high place and asking for anything from Ji Bofu, and Ji Bofu would agree to any request he had. .

"Pindao only has a bowl of Lingya rice in his hand, don't sell it!!"

Since the young man in black was so rude, he naturally wouldn't speak nicely.

It's not speculative, but the Lingya rice in Ji Bofu's hand has been eaten, and the young man in black will naturally not speak again.

He continued to lower his head and began to sweep the meat on the table, the sound of teeth rubbing against bones echoed in the empty second floor.

Ji Bofu rolled his eyes and started cooking.

He could feel that the man in black looked at him from time to time.

In order not to attract attention, Ji Bofu did not take out the Lingya rice in front of the young man in black, and he went out of the city directly after finishing his appetite.

The scenery outside the city of Zhuojun is very beautiful, and it is full of spring scenery as far as the eye can see.

It's just that the people I met along the way ruined the scenery a bit, they were all naked, numb and dull, like walking dead.

However, the farther the distance from Zhuojun City, the greater the changes. He could actually see a smile on the faces of the people, and his whole body became more energetic.

But correspondingly, these people are obviously more poor.

Ji Bofu looked at it silently, and he also understood what happened all of a sudden.

The farther you are from Zhuojun City, the less you will be squeezed, but you will not be able to enjoy the benefits brought by Zhuojun City.

After looking at the direction of West Turkic, he also shook his head helplessly.

Don't look at the smiles on the faces of the people now, but once the war comes, these people will be the worst group of people.

There is the Western Turkic Army in the front, and Zhuojun City in the back! !

The Western Turkic army plundered them, and Zhuojun City would not let these people enter the city in order to avoid the city gate being broken. Although he has not studied military art, he can also see that the people in this area are the Western Turkic army and the The isolation zone of Zhuojun City.

It's good that there is no war, but when war comes, they are the first to suffer.

"It seems to be a happy life, but there is no guarantee!!"

Ji Bofu looked away for a while and then looked away. This is not something he can manage. The power of an individual is never greater than the power of a group.

And he is not the Virgin Mary.

The matter of old man Li's daughter had a great impact on his mind. On the surface, it seemed to be revenge for old man Li's daughter, but in the end it was for the sake of his own thoughts and his own practice.

But the people outside the city of Zhuojun are actually different. After the incident with his daughter, old man Li has accepted the rules of conduct and moral concepts of this world in his heart, so he naturally understands the thoughts of those in power in Zhuojun city.

So what does it matter to him what these people think?
I am just an ordinary little Taoist priest who knows how to use thunder, so I can't and can't manage this kind of thing.

As he walked, Ji Bofu came to a lake, casually found a tree with a crooked neck and sat down, then slammed the nine-knuckle stick in his hand on the ground.

"It's bad, why did Pindao suddenly care about the people so much after he went down the mountain?"

"Is it possible that Pindao really has a heart in his heart that wants to benefit the common people in the world?"

"Could it be that Pindao will eventually set off a wave of Yellow Turban uprising??"

Ji Bofu suddenly realized something was wrong with him. When he was on the mountain, he was obviously just a little Taoist priest who ate and practiced two points and one line.

But why since I went down the mountain, my heart is always concerned about whether these people are doing well?

Ji Bofu was confused, and the thoughts in his mind scattered aimlessly.

Thinking about it, he thought of the scene in the Bronze Hall when he went down the mountain, and the scene of the master talking to him appeared in front of his eyes again.

Ji Bofu straightened his back suddenly, opened the method of looking forward to Qi, and looked in the direction of Daxing.

"hold head high!!!"

He just turned his gaze towards the direction of Daxing City, when a dazzling golden light filled his vision, a golden dragon roared at him in a trance, Ji Bofu's head was directly shaken and he felt dizzy , the soul will be shaken away.

At this critical moment, the nine-knotted sword in his hand exuded a strong appeal to gods and ghosts, and the meaning of controlling everything in the world soared into the sky and flew to the sky.

A hundred kilometers away on the Xiangfeng Peak, a beautiful figure came to the sky in an instant, holding a nine-knotted stick and confronting the golden dragon.

A strong wind was raging above the sky, Huangfu Qinghui's face was icy cold, she glanced at Ji Bofu who had passed out under the crooked neck tree, and there was a hint of distress on her face.

Huangfu Qinghui turned her head to look at the golden dragon formed by the condensed luck of the Great Sui Dynasty, and said with an unfriendly expression: "Back off, or the poor will cut off your destiny!!"

"hold head high!!"

After the golden dragon was provoked, it became more and more violent. The golden dragon flew wantonly above the sky, and the passionate and angry dragon chant sounded continuously.

The officials in the entire Daxing City below the Golden Dragon felt a sense of palpitation. Although they couldn't see the Qiyun Golden Dragon, they themselves were officials of the Sui Dynasty, and they were closely related to the luck of the Great Sui Dynasty. Comfortable.

However, some people with superb cultivation bases and who know the method of looking at qi have already started the method of looking at qi, and after seeing the furious look of the golden dragon of luck, they couldn't help but look in the direction of Zhuojun city.

"There...what on earth could make the Luck Golden Dragon so furious? Is it the Western Turks?"

The furious appearance of the Luck Golden Dragon set off a surge of undercurrents in Daxing City.

Huangfu Qinghui didn't know what was happening in Daxing City, she looked at the Luck Golden Dragon coldly and said, "Three breaths, if you don't retreat after three breaths, I will cut off [-]% of your destiny!!"

"hold head high!!"

The luck golden dragon became more and more furious, but the luck golden dragon with its teeth and claws gave off a vicious feeling.

The expert in Daxing City who started the method of looking up Qi couldn't help but think of four words when he saw this scene.

Incompetent rage! !

　Mengxin is on the road, and I ask all the readers for your support! !

　　
　
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