Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

After Feng Qingxiu left Qiong'an City, she no longer felt stalking.

His master was on his neck, and he didn't come out, and he didn't give any news--the support of the formation spirit stone on the Haizheng Ship and Feilai Peak is the biggest thing that allows the master to suppress an ordinary demon saint with his soul separation. Relying on, and even if the spirit stone in the ordinary storage pocket is filled with the best spirit stone, it is not enough for the master to use for the first half of a moment. Therefore, leaving the Haizheng Ship and Feilaifeng Master need to hibernate to preserve their strength.

Zhongzhou is very dangerous. This time his task is to go to the Kun-Lai ruins in the hinterland of Taiqing, and find a mountain gate or ruins called Yunshan School nearby, and then wake up Master there.

The Kun-Lai ruins of the Taiqing Sect were tens of thousands of miles away from the Qiong'an Seaport, and they almost had to travel through a small half of the Central Continent, passing through several countries, and the journey was not peaceful.

Feng Qingxiu only flew for hundreds of miles, and she began to miss Kun-Lai's cloud turtles. To say that the 72 main peaks in Kun-Lai Mountain Gate are thousands of miles away, but there are fire eagle cloud turtles, there are not many travels. Personally know how to use swords.

Speed ​​is the second best thing. The key is not knowing the road. Every time you fly hundreds of miles, you have to look for ordinary towns and ask the place names to compare them with the map to see if you are flying off the road.

I have to take a break in the middle, because now he pretends to be a Taiqing disciple of the Golden Core Stage.

When the sun set again, he was on top of a mountain forest, and found a riverside to raise fire and rest, and by the way took out the map given to him by the sea lord.

On the map, a big river divides Zhongzhou into two from north to south. The west of the river occupies about a quarter of the area of ​​Zhongzhou, and the east of the river occupies three-quarters. The large and small cities are distributed on the map like sesame seeds, most of them They are all built along the tributaries of this river.

He carefully recalled the teachings of the Sea Lord when he was on the ship.

When he was on the ship, the master of the sea made up for him the geography of Central Continent: "There is a big river in Central Continent, called Tianchuan, which originates from the northern region, flows through Central Continent, and enters the sea from South Continent. On the map of Central Continent, the river is four points to the left. One is the sphere of influence of Ziyun Dao. The chain of places along the river is where the forces of Taiqing Sect and Ziyun Dao converge. It was originally a place where the various small schools lived. The mountain gate was erected there, but it was a little closer to the Taiqing Sect. Qiong'an was far there, and you pretended to be an inner disciple of the Taiqing Sect in Ziyun Dao. They would not embarrass you too much."

At that time, the Hai Kingdom master gave him a set of things, including a jade medallion, an inner shirt, and a white lotus lamp: "This jade medallion is the identity card of a disciple of the Taiqing Lou Yidao. This one is mainly engaged in the formation of the Taiqing Sect. It’s not taken seriously. The inner shirt also has the Taiqing talisman. It must not be faked. This white lotus lamp holder is a token of the Taiqing Taoist disciples who are walking out. The lighting method is definitely “Taiqing white lotus, red flower nine leaves”. When the Taiqing disciples asked you to prove your identity with a token, you would light the lamp and show them, and ask you to learn from you, and you would say that Xie Chuandeng, the elder of Yidao, was a new little disciple. Remember?"

Of course Feng Qingxiu answered and remembered, but then couldn't help asking, "Brother Xie, do you know the Taiqing elder Xie Chuandeng?"

"I don't know, he has been dead for more than three hundred years. Where can I get to know him?" Guozhu Xie immediately denied, "Anyway, there is a clear identity. In the power of Ziyun Dao, it will not be easy for someone to trouble you, three Dashangmen is now led by the Taiqing Sect, understand?"

Of course Feng Qingxiu understood, and did not continue to ask questions.

After the memory was over, Feng Qingxiu's thoughts were swept away to make sure there was no one around, and then he opened the law decision on the map.

Countless stars soon floated on the thin map, and they were in conjunction with the stars in the sky. Compared with the stars, Feng Qingxiu quickly determined that her position was a bit deviated, and then re-determined the direction according to the stars before setting off.

But as soon as he reached the clouds, he saw a town in the distance bursting into the sky and thick smoke.

A monster beast on fire rushed across the city, setting fire to countless houses, and crying for help everywhere, it was a scene of purgatory.

Feng Qingxiu frowned, approaching the town, a sword aura lingering at his fingertips, like flying flowers and falling leaves, breaking through the air, and the monster beast sky spirit was covered in the middle, and the monster beast screamed and fell heavily to the ground. He snapped his fingers again. , Countless white lotuses bloomed in the fire, exuding endless chill, and soon suppressed the fire caused by the wind.

Just a few breaths, this disaster that wounded countless people subsided.

And the residents in the small town looked at the sky, a white-clothed young man standing high up in the sky, and saved their lives and belongings by just snapping their fingers and raising their hands. They were overjoyed and grateful. .

Seeing that the situation was over, Feng Qingxiu had no intention of staying longer, and was about to turn around and leave, but heard a lazy voice next to him saying: "You killed my beast, are you going to leave like this? The Taiqing faction is becoming more and more lawless. That's it."

Feng Qingxiu turned her head and saw an ordinary-looking young man sitting on the roof of a restaurant, holding a hip flask, looking wantonly, looking at him with a displeasing expression on his face.

"Are you injuring people with beasts?" Feng Qingxiu asked coldly.

What kind of monk is this? Even if the monks in Xizhou return to their hometown, they are thinking about how to make the people of the people live better. This person is a monk, but he does such a tragedy. What kind of immortal is this cultivator?

"Huh, the little second in this inn is greedy for the spirit grass I gave to the beast control, and mixed it with fake grass. This angered my beast control. I just taught them a lesson. Seeing that the fire is getting bigger, it is right. To recruit it back, it was killed by you with a single sword," the young man snorted coldly, not feeling anything wrong, but aggressively said, "I don't remember that your Taiqing faction likes to be nosy."

Feng Qingxiu was silent for a while before saying: "How are you going to compensate?"

"For the spirit beasts during the foundation-building period, it's good to count as ten big nourishing pill." The boy said.

This is worth two spiritual stone points in Kun-Lai. Feng Qingxiu raised his hand and took out ten Da Yuan Pills from his pocket, threw it to him casually, and he raised his hand to catch it.

The boy gave him a surprised look: "You are refreshing."

The price was doubled, and he didn't expect that the other party would not pay it back, so he gave it. For a while, he felt that this person was not very good, and he had the desire to make friends.

Feng Qingxiu nodded, a sword aura swirling around her fingertips, suddenly bursting out of the air: "Then, now it's time for you to pay for your injured life."

That sword aura was like a white lotus withering, and countless white petals scattered all over the sky, hiding countless murderous intent.

A look of horror flashed between the young man’s eyebrows, and he instinctively took out a circular magic weapon to resist, and the magic weapon was almost paperless under the opponent’s fierce sword aura, and it didn’t stop him for a while, forcing him to retreat. There was no retreat, and he had to raise his hand immediately, crushing a substitute porcelain.

The sword aura was killing his life. In the next instant, there were only countless tiles on the ground, and the boy ran away from a distance: "Am I wrong? A few ordinary people are not dead. Don't be so angry—"

Feng Qingxiu did not catch up, but re-identified the direction and swept away.

The boy watched him go away, hesitated for a moment, or chased him up: "Wait, haven't you said his name?"

Feng Qingxiu's answer was a sword aura that was sharper than just before, and he had to avoid it far.

The young man looked at the distant figure of the other party, but smiled: "This should be a return to the Taiqing sect. You can't be found on the road if you don't believe me."

Dare to be so unreasonable to him, hum!

When the people in the town saw the two great gods leave, they slowly got up from the ground and began to watch the monster beast whose brains had been shattered. The owner next to him watched the burning house and started crying in a low voice.

"Don't cry!" An old man walked out, looked at the corpse on the ground, and sighed. , Don’t think about it. If you submit it to the country to deduct this year’s animal tax, if you leave it, it will cause disaster."

The people around agreed and praised the mayor’s benevolence from time to time. The monster essence was originally the most in blood, but it can’t be used after being separated for a long time. As for the animal bones and meat, the animal tax can be deducted, so it’s better, don’t use them. Specially assemble the young men into the deep mountains to hunt beasts-that would kill many people.

"Mayor, such a big beast, can it even be deducted from next year's beast tax?" his confidant asked quietly next to him.

"Don't think about it." The mayor whispered, "We are here as a country and the people are weak. The monarch wants the prince to enter the four major colleges in Central Continent this time. He urgently needs animal bones and blood to gather vitality to the ninth level of Qi training, without animal tax. It's already very benevolent."

This is also true. The confidant thought that thousands of civilians from neighboring countries on the mountain side had no choice but to evade the animal tax by turning over the eight hundred li Hundred Beast Mountain to avoid the tax. The result was that they were at least half-folded along the way. That was miserable. It.

But in their small country, next year will be the day when the four major academies will open again. They have already added the beast sharp twice, and I am afraid that they will add another one next year. Alas, when is this day heading?

Thinking of this, the confidant helped him home, but couldn’t help but said on the road: "The mayor, I heard that there are sea boats on Qiong’an. As long as you can get on the boat and go to the west, there is no animal tax. Don’t say, listen. Said that even the poor can enter the fairy gate over there."

Immortal door! If there is a fairy—no, even if there is a Tier 6 Qi training monk, their town will not worry about beast tax, let alone crawling beasts!

Originally, he didn’t believe it, but he has a relative who is a ship sailing. I heard that someone has saved money there for more than ten years and can bring their children there. If it is true or false, why are they true? Thinking of taking your children there?

"Don't think about it so much," the mayor whispered, "you will get arrested if you tell these things, even if it's true. Besides, how can there be such a good place? Besides, Xizhou is all over there. In the desert, the grass is not long, so it must be a lie to be slaves in the past."

He didn't believe it, he didn't want to leave since he was almost a hundred years old.

People have to live, no matter how hard they are, no matter how tired they are, it is better than death.

"You said so." The confidant thought about the monk who had just saved people, and shook his head slightly. Today, he was lucky enough to meet a fairy with a good heart. He has not seen many monks save them these mortals during his lifetime. It.

What if they had such immortals here too?