I Can’t Be The Sword God

2020-11-02

Chapter 154 What a big, dead star

Zhan quickly returned to Xuling County Yarn, bringing Ma Liang and Mo Xian together. Take someone to jail. Since the closure of the city, the county government has been taken over by the Skyward Tower, and the prison has also been guarded by the Skyward Tower.

All of Ma Liang’s experiences will be interrogated in detail.

Afterwards, he briefly wrote everything he had seen and heard in the letter. Roll up the letter paper and put it in a small golden tube.

Walking into the courtyard and whistling, a smaller night owl flew over and landed on his shoulder.

Tie the golden tube to Ye Xiao’s leg and send the letter to Fucheng.

He sighed in relief after all this was done.

Remembering the crisis of life and death just now, he glanced in the direction of the courtyard where Ma Liang lived.

This glance made his dark pupils suddenly shrink!

I saw in midair the blue sky was bleak, and a huge star was on the verge of collapse in the sky, almost bursting.

What a big death star!

Can you see it even halfway across the city?

This is a scene that no one else can see. Even, the seven stars who follow his orders usually just had a feeling in the heart, so he won’t see such a clear picture.

Because the cultivation base of the dying person is not enough.

The higher the cultivation base, the brighter the life star and the greater the death omens.

He had once seen the death omens of the Myriad Forms Realm powerhouse, looming with stars and dust, as if the sky was about to fall.

But compared to the scene in front of me, it’s nothing.

Shouldn’t it, there…

Is that the power that has cut the decline is about to fall? !

This is too appalling.

It is well known in the world that once a practitioner reaches the state of “decimating the decline”, it is very difficult to die because of “people”.

Almost only “Heaven” can kill them.

But looking at the intensity of this death omen, it is clear that it is not normal aging, it is definitely unprovoked death!

Compared with a power that is about to fall, what is really scary is…

The existence that can make the power fall must also be in this small town.

I don’t know is it fortune or misfortune.

……

Sang Dao Ren looked at Li Chu with bad eyes.

Li Chu looked at Sang Dao Ren with a little hesitation.

Because the black-faced Taoist priest didn’t bother to hide his hostility, but Li Chu not quite clear where he had a grudge against him…

Is it just because of Zhuangshan?

That’s too much of a temperament.

He’s a hundred…well, a thousand times uglier, even in the same clothes.

You don’t hate yourself, do you?

He just swept his mind and saw that this black-faced Taoist priest was introverted, but Motionless As Mountains, like an expert with unknown realm.

Obviously not small towns can be seen everywhere.

A person like this doesn’t know the friend or the enemy, or the depth of it…

Would you like to try a sword first?

This was his first thought.

After all, there is a saying in the Taoist scriptures that the first strike is stronger, and the second strike suffers.

But…

This is a legal society after all.

He was accompanied by a civil servant.

He glanced at Chen Huaji. Although this guy looks cowardly, he is proficient in countless escape methods, and it is not that simple to kill a witness to silence them.

The beginning and end are hard to clean up.

Of course.

The most important thing is that indiscriminate murder is definitely not something he can do.

But the hostile gaze of the other party really made him feel a little uncomfortable.

After thinking about it, Li Chu decided.

It is better to first ask the other party in a peaceful and friendly tone why he is looking at himself like this, and then decide what to do next.

So he walked three feet away from Sang Daoren.

A distance that allows both parties to feel safe.

Li Chu asked in a friendly way.

“What are you looking at?”

The black-faced Taoist looked at Li Chu for a while, then sneered when he heard his “friendly” question.

“It was you who killed Grandma Liu?” he asked bluntly.

“Grandma Liu?”

A series of entries such as Daguanyuan, Jia Baoyu, Yunyuqing, etc. flashed through Li Chu’s mind.

“A thousand-year-old willow demon in the cultivation of Hangzhou Prefecture.” Sang Daoren explained patiently.

“So…” Li Chu nodded: “I did kill a Willow Demon a few days ago.”

It turned out that the other party came here specially for this matter. Find your own?

Sang Daoren asked again: “Why did you kill her?”

Li Chu said: “She inhaled Yang Qi in Lanluo Temple, killing many innocent passers-by, I just shot and killed him.”

“Impossible.” Sang Daoren frowned, a little disbelieving, “Although she is deviant, she will not do such a deviant thing.”

Li Chu didn’t say much and looked at each other quietly.

Sang Daoren’s eyes wavered.

He has practiced the Divine Ability of Daomen, and whenever someone utters a word, he can immediately tell whether the words come from his own heart and whether it is true or false.

Impossible…

He actually knows.

Li Chu thought to himself that this black-faced Taoist priest should have something to do with Grandma Liu.

Maybe Monster Race too.

I just don’t know how the other party is going to treat me.

Perhaps we should try a sword first?

After a while, Sang Daoren looked at Li Chu and said solemnly: “If she really did something like this, it wouldn’t be a mistake if you killed her…”

Li Chu nods.

It seems that the other party is quite reasonable.

……

Zhan kept his name and observed it carefully for a long time.

He was willing to go to check it out, but hesitantly.

The terrifying existence that can make the mighty fall down, I am afraid that the aftermath will be enough to kill him.

To take the initiative to approach is a bit suspicious of suicide.

But looking at it, the star slowly retracted into the sky. The bleak blue clouds around him also gradually dissipated, and there is a tendency to recover.

This means that the omen of death is being resolved.

This phenomenon is not uncommon. The omen of death is just an omen of good or bad, not some kind of post of the king of hell or a reminder.

No matter how big a bad omen is, there is a way to unravel it.

In the ever-changing critical moment, it is possible that a single thought of a person can make the omens of death come true on the spot, and it is also possible to find a glimmer of survival for oneself.

It is for this reason that the Seven Stars are destined to be among the immortal physiques.

Having a pair of eyes that can see through the bad omens in the world, it is not an exaggeration to say that this ability is against the sky.

Perhaps only he knows that there is a Heaven and Earth power in this world who has just experienced a near-death crisis.

……

“But…”

Sang Daoren frowned and said, “I will investigate carefully, if I am investigated Until her stable cultivation, you created the killing karma for no reason…then I will never forgive you.”

Li Chu has a clear conscience and is naturally not afraid.

He laughed, no longer paid attention to, and walked towards the courtyard with Chen Huaji.

The results of the yamen’s investigation must be given priority to the exhibition, and by the time it reaches Chen Huaji’s ears, it will be much too late.

So they will be late for this trip.

Sang Daoren was about to leave when they suddenly saw that they seemed to be entering the yard, and said, “No need to go in.”

“en?” The two looked back at him.

“You came late, and the people inside were taken away by a youngster riding a big bird. As for the treasure they fought for, it’s in my hands.” Sandao said.

“You mean magic brush?” Chen Huaji asked.

“Did you call it a magic brush? That’s right.”

Sang Daoren took out the bald-looking brush from his sleeve and played with it. Not shy, full of confidence.

Looking at the legendary magic pen that came true…

Li Chu’s pupils shrank.

……

Zhan kept his name and looked at the sign of death that was about to come to an end, and was about to leave.

Suddenly.

There seemed to be a thunderous, rumbling sound in his ears.

The star tilted toward the clouds again, slowly rolling down, the clouds reunited, and the color was almost pale!

The omen of death is coming!

Exhibit a name and frown again.

Again?

Why does this mighty…

……

Sang Daoren watched Li Chu’s eyes change, smiled slightly, “Do you want to grab it? It’s useless.”

He said calmly : “This pen is an Immortal Artifact, not something that can be controlled by human beings. Maybe it can be used a few times when it comes to the realm of Earth Immortal.”

“When ordinary people use it, it will only consume their own vitality. Yang Shou. People who have greed will turn into rotten soil in a short time. If they fall into the hands of people with bad intentions and use them elsewhere, the consequences will be even more disastrous. Therefore, I will never allow it to spread in the world. world.”

Li Chu asked: “Then what are you going to do with it?”

Sang Dao said: “Return to the original owner.”

“Do you know who its owner is?”

“Of course, its owner was a senior friend of mine back then.” Sang Daoren said: “It’s a pity that he couldn’t find immortal fate, Died in Jiangnan. This magic pen should have been in his tomb.”

Li Chu didn’t seem to be a fake when he heard what he said.

He pondered for a moment and said, “Then you can go.”

Sang Daoren sneered, “Otherwise you are planning to stop me?”

Li Chu didn’t answer.

In his mind, he has indeed been thinking about the feasibility of splitting the opponent first.

But I don’t think it’s necessary.

“Interesting.” Sang Daoren turned around and said, “Remember, I may come to you at any time.”

Immediately, he took a step and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

……

Boom——

The blue cloud in midair finally dissipated.

The huge star also disappeared back into the sky, no longer falling.

The omens of death vanished.

Exhibition name relaxed.

Something that had nothing to do with him was made up and down by this fate…

I was a little nervous.

…

Outside the city.

Huo Zhuge and Vajra slaves are chatting under a big tree.

Suddenly he stepped forward, and Sang Daoren’s black face appeared out of thin air.

The two immediately turned their faces and stood up to greet each other.

“Sang Daochang.” Huo Zhuge saluted respectfully.

Sang Daoren looked at him blankly, “I knew you were in the Demon Sect and had a bad mind. Provoking me to kill that Little Daoist Priest may have other purposes.”

Huo Zhuge started: “What does the Daoist mean?”

“You didn’t tell me before that Liu Er once cultivated yang energy from living people. Then Little Daoist Priest killed him, Ben It’s the right way. If I use my hands indiscriminately, wouldn’t I kill a good person by mistake?”

Sang Daoren spoke calmly and showed no anger.

But some cold sweat broke out on Huo Zhuge’s forehead.

He seemed to want to explain, “This…”

But after just saying one word, he remembered the Divine Ability of the Sando people, and simply kept his mouth shut.

“humph.” Sang Daoren sneered, said: “I will find out the truth of the matter. You want to use me, but you are wishful thinking. If it is not for your grandmother’s sake, I will definitely I want to punish you, I hope you can do it yourself.”

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves, stepped out, and disappeared into the vast sky again.

Besides, Vajra scratched his head and said, “This old friend…seems unreliable?”

“Yes.” Huo Zhuge also muttered and looked back. Xuling County, said: “It’s a pity… let him escape.”

(end of this chapter)