In the carriage, Xiao Yuanzhao was lying next to the carriage rail, like a listless little cat, quietly listening to the conversation between the two.

Yaoshou, this is a bad year. Ever since she came down from the mountain, she has been outputting spiritual power without limit. First it was the two puppets, then the big formation in Zhongtian City, and finally she was rescuing people while fighting against the Black Mountain Ancestor in Guxian Town.

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After she failed to overcome the calamity, the cultivation she had made up for in the two years in Xianyun Sect was once again exhausted.

Her chin was resting on the railing, her head was slightly tilted, her eyes were tightly closed, and her delicate little brows were twisted together in an unusually tangled manner. It was as if she had suffered all the suffering in the world at a young age, holding hands and looking into her tearful eyes, speechless and choked.

The key is, she is holding her own hand, which is indeed a human tragedy.

Since she came down from the mountain, she was either exporting or recovering from her injuries, and she had no time to appreciate the scenery along the way. What was she doing so hard for? The Xianyun Sect only asked her to go through the motions and see if anyone was still there.

She's fine...but she really can't do nothing to save her. Alas, the situation forces her to live a life of hard work.

In fact, seeing the world through Beijing and Yuehua's eyes is only done occasionally, not staying apart all the time, that would be too tiring. They are her avatars, collecting what they see and hear every night, or listening to what they see and hear.

The two chatted and gossiped.

This is more interesting, as if you are in a group of people eating melons.

As for the Black Mountain Patriarch, she had read relevant records in the library. The exercises he was currently practicing were indeed in the direction of Shura Dao. If he practices and practices the method, his skills will improve by leaps and bounds, which will be staggering, and he will reach thousands of miles a day.

Judging from his appearance, he has killed many people, with many karma and few obstacles.

This means that most of the people he killed were guilty of heinous crimes and deserved to die in his hands. They were unable to retaliate, which added obstacles to his path of cultivation. If this Black Mountain ancestor could ascend to the Shura realm, he could even avoid the unjust souls claiming their lives.

Wrongful souls are the innocent souls who died tragically at his hands.

Of course, if he fails to ascend, the outcome will not be optimistic.

However, his fate is not within the scope of her consideration. If we meet again in the future and he falls into her hands again, he may die in her hands.

In fact, her way of cultivation is similar to his.

He used his lust to split the path to immortality, and she used killing to become a god. Each of them has the possibility of being backlashed. Moreover, she is alone, carefree, and naturally has no fear of the cycle of cause and effect.

He is neither a god nor a human being, he can do whatever he wants.

The first time she crossed the tribulation was an accident. The catastrophe was approaching, and she desperately hoped that she could survive it and reach the ninth level. Unfortunately, she failed. The opportunity was fleeting and hard to come back. She realized that ascension was out of reach, and gradually became indifferent.

Under this sky where the fairies are pure and the magic is mysterious and gorgeous, no one will offend her, and she will not offend anyone. Let us all live together in peace.

"Robbery!" A group of people jumped out from the woods next to the horse trail.

"Get out!" Bei Jing, who was driving the car in the front room, slapped the opponent to the side of the road.

Not dead, fainted.

Seeing the leader lying motionless, his life or death unclear. The teammates were stunned. You pushed me and hesitated. Finally, they got out of the way and watched helplessly as the carriage sped away...

Yuan Zhao closed his eyes tightly: "..."

She was superficial and forgot that monks were rampant here and mortals also coexisted.

After going down the mountain for so long, it was the first time I met the robber Roadhog, and I actually felt a sense of familiarity with him. It was unbelievable.

She opened her eyes and lay back on the railing again, her bright eyes watery. She was looking forward to the next wave of assassins with interest, ah no, the moment the bandits jumped out.

The people who acted in the drama in the past have completely different perceptions and perceptions from today's spectators, and they have a different experience.

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Wandering around slowly, unknowingly, it has been more than a month since I left Guxian Town. In order to avoid blindly exporting, Yuan Zhao strictly implemented the reminders he gave Qinghe and Hongyao, and could only observe the various aristocratic families and sects from a distance.

No need to get close.

In more than a month, she went to three places in total. She stayed in each place for a few days and secretly observed some of the daily life of the sects on the list.

Among the three households, except for one where there was internal strife and undercurrents, there was no change in the others.

Including the internal strife, she paid attention to it for a little longer and found no signs that they were colluding with outside forces. However, for the sake of caution, she marked this family as a key inspection target.

Once the sect disciples handle it themselves, she won't care.

The sect master entrusted her to come out and see if those aristocratic families and sects were in danger of life. If so, just help them, such as the critical situation of Zhongtian City and Guiyitang.

She doesn't need to worry about anything else.

It has been almost half a year since she came down the mountain. Along the way, she found that her hobbies have remained the same. Except when it rains, she always practices during the day and watches stars at night. Because while watching, suddenly a huge thing floats past in the night sky.

Or winding like a snake, or other strange shapes.

Every time I see it, I am so excited that I want to go up and tease it. But when I think that my skills have not been restored, I have to give up and live out my addiction. Is it an ordinary spiritual beast that dares to roam the night sky in such a majestic manner without anyone hunting it?

Before she recovered, she didn't dare to act recklessly, lest she lose herself in a moment of fun.

Just like tonight, an open carriage was running briskly on the plain road, with grass growing on both sides of the road. There were rocks, canyons and rivers in the distance on the left; in the distance on the right were rolling hills, with a ray of setting sun welcoming birds home to their nests.

As always in the car, there was a little girl lying in the car, watching intently as the night fell and the stars began to appear. As she was fascinated by the sight, she suddenly noticed that the mountains in the distance were rumbling, spiritual energy was raging, and birds and beasts were screaming and fleeing in all directions.

Beijing and Mrs. Yuehua heard the sound and called her:

"Ah Shao, there seems to be someone fighting over there."

Disgusting scenery!

Xiao Yuanzhao lay motionless on the carriage, looking at the clear starry sky, crossing his legs, and said happily:

"My injury hasn't healed yet, let's stay away..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a muffled buzz in the distance in the cool night sky, and a ball of light was ejected like a cannon and pointed directly at the carriage. As soon as he said it, Beijing punched out with all his strength, and the ball of light came quickly.

The ball was swung to the plain behind him.

There was a loud bang, and a big crater was blown out of the plain.

The three of them had just passed by and knew that there was no one there. The road was also intact, but they didn't know if there were crops there. If so, it could only be said that the owner of the field was unlucky.

"God King! The master is over there -" a male voice shouted in the distance.

Hearing these words, Yuan Zhao took Beijing, Yuehua and the carriage to a high altitude without hesitation. At the same moment, a shirtless black figure in long clothes appeared where the carriage had originally been. He had disheveled hair and looked around like a madman:

"Where's the master?! Where's the master?!"

There was no one around, and he immediately realized that he had been fooled. He raised his head to the sky and screamed like crazy:

"ah--"

A powerful sound wave expanded in all directions, and the peaceful forest suddenly seemed to explode. Even the birds and animals in the distance fled in all directions.

Under the cover of night, a carriage was suspended in the air, watching quietly as the lunatic looked around like a headless fly and teleported. There was a canyon and a river on the left side of the plain, and there were several houses in the forest not far away, with smoke curling up from their kitchens.

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He couldn't just watch the madman run to the other side of the river. Through Beijing and Yuehua's eyes looking down at the ground, he quickly caught the figure of the troublemaker diverting the water to the east.
Chapter completed!