He never dreamed that this little Taoist priest, who seemed to be nothing but handsome, could pull out such a big thing with just a few clicks!
It melted his entire body!
It's like you have the moon, but you meet someone who throws away the sun!
How can this be?
The moment his consciousness dissipated, he had only one thought.
I am just a little Qi refining monk who has not even reached the foundation level...
How could He De die under such a sword...
Don’t you think it’s a waste?
What about Zhongtong Sect, what about annexation...Give me a chance, I just want to ask if your Taoist temple still accepts people...
"etc……"
Wu Yong tried to shout.
But it's over.
Jiang Chou sheathed his sword, turned around, and entered the door, all at once.
Old Taoist Jun Jue looked at the sight of the sky high and clear in front of him, and couldn't help but smacked his lips, and said with some envy: "Being hit by this sword... is really a bit enviable..."
The immortal energy contained in this sword is so rich that it can even heal one-tenth of Jun Jue's injuries in one go.
Of course, the premise is that you can survive this sword attack.
So Jun Jue shook his head again and gave up this somewhat crazy idea.
It's good to be alive.
On the other side, Chonglou had silently climbed down from the courtyard wall, and walked quickly towards Jiang Chou who was entering the door. He showed a harmless smile and said respectfully: "Brother, let me help you get the sword!"
Jiang Chou blinked and handed the Taomu Sword to Chonglou's hand inexplicably.
Chonglou carefully took the peach wood sword, took a step back and said loudly: "Senior brother, please come first!"
For the first time in his life, Jiang Chou felt that it was good to have a junior brother.
…
In Xiao Qingguan's kitchen, three people sat around the wooden table drinking porridge.
There is the last piece of salted duck egg in the bowl in front of you.
"Papa pa pa"
Three pairs of chopsticks collided in the bowl at the same time.
All three people raised their heads.
The air suddenly became quiet.
The Wanjuan book on the table near the heavy floor unconsciously shrank back a few inches, feeling that it should not be here, but should be under the table...
"Chonglou is the youngest, and it's time for him to grow taller. You can eat these salted duck eggs." Old Taoist Junjue spoke first, showing off his spirit as a master.
Chonglou quickly placed his chopsticks and said, "No, no, no, senior brother has just defeated the enemy and has done a great job with hard work. Senior brother should eat these salted duck eggs."
Jiang Chou thought of the mouthful of blood that Jun Jue Taoist had just spit out, and struggled to control his desire to agree with Chonglou, and said slowly: "Master, please eat."
When Jiang Chou spoke, Chonglou naturally did not dare to say anything.
Old Taoist Jun Jue thought for a while, smiled slightly, no longer refused, and put the salted duck eggs into his bowl.
"Speaking of which," Jiang Chou's eyes followed the salted duck eggs, but he said business, "Although he just rejected the Zhongtong Sect, this is not a long-term solution. Xiaoqingguan will still be affiliated with the Zhongtong Sect after all, and will still be
For that matter, I might not even be able to eat porridge or salted duck eggs in the future."
Hearing this, Chonglou quickly raised his bowl and took a big mouthful of porridge, but Jun Jue didn't move his chopsticks and pondered slightly.
Indeed, although Xiao Qingguan now has enough three people, it can only refuse the unreasonable annexation of Zhongtong Sect. The superior-subordinate relationship between the two has not fundamentally changed.
If the Zhongtong Sect, as a superior sect, arranges some chores for the three of Xiao Qingguan, and then makes some obstacles in it, this is completely in line with the requirements of the "Contract", and Xiao Qingguan has no reason to refuse. And with Chonglou and
Given Jun Jue's strength, it must not be too difficult for someone to hack him during the mission.
Jiang Chou even thought it would be difficult for them to survive.
In other words, as long as this subordinate relationship remains, there is no way that Xiao Qingguan can truly live in peace.
Like a light on my back!
Like a lump in the throat!
Like a human above!
"What Chou'er means is..." Old Taoist Jun Jue twirled his three beards and looked at Jiang Chou with squinted eyes.
Jiang Chou stared at the salted duck eggs and said seriously: "Independence!"
Old Taoist Jun Jue narrowed his eyes slightly, put down his chopsticks, leaned back slightly, and asked seriously: "Chou'er, do you know how difficult it is for an affiliated sect to become independent in this Huang country?"
"How difficult can it be? Do you have to destroy all the subordinate sects before you can become independent?" Chonglou pulled his face out of the bowl and asked with his little red tongue licking the rice grains on his lips.
He glanced at Jiang Chou again, thinking that even if he had to destroy the Zhongtong Sect, it wouldn't be that difficult.
Jun Jue didn't want to but shook his head and said, "It's even harder than this!"
Seeing the doubts of the two disciples, Jun Jue explained: "According to the "Contract", even if we destroy Zhongtong Sect, we will automatically become an affiliated sect of the sect above Zhongtong Sect. Even if we destroy Zhongtong Sect and
If its superior sect belongs to it, we will become the subordinate sect of the superior sect of the superior sect... The superior subordinate sect is endless."
Old Taoist Jun Jue didn't know what he was thinking of, and sneered: "But if we can destroy the five cities on the twelfth floor, then no one will dare to make us vassals."
Chonglou rolled his eyes, thinking that if he could destroy the five cities on the twelfth floor of your human race, my Demon Realm would have come here a long time ago!
Old Taoist Jun Jue added: "In fact, the only way for Huangguo's sect to become independent is to participate in the sect's review every ten years."
"Sect inspection?" Jiang Chou vaguely remembered that he had seen these four words in the "Contract".
"Yes." Old Taoist Jun Jue said, "The sect review is the imperial court's way of assessing sects. Once every ten years, Bai Yujing and the imperial court jointly send people to carry out the inspection. To put it simply, it is a calculation of points."
"The imperial court will calculate the points based on a series of indicators such as the number of monks of various realms trained by the sect in the past ten years, the number of demons slain and the number of various items produced, etc. Finally, the sect's grade will be assessed and allocate cultivation resources based on the points ranking.
."
"As long as our points exceed one-third of Zhongtongmen's points during the review, we can formally apply for independence, and the court officials will verify whether it is independent or not."
After Master Jun Jue finished speaking, his eyes fell on Jiang Chou's face.
Jiang Chou frowned slightly.
If it is true what Master Jun Jue said, it would be really difficult for Xiao Qingguan to be independent...
Let’s talk about slaying demons first. Jiang Chou and the dead master have indeed exorcised some evil spirits in the past few years, but Xiaoqingguan is not the only Taoist temple in Qinghe County. Zhongtong Sect even has a branch in Qinghe County.
The facade is in a good location, the monks are highly skilled, and they undertake more religious services than Xiao Qing Guan...
Looking at the number of people and their cultivation levels, there are only three of them in Xiaoqingguan now, and their combined cultivation levels do not even reach the Foundation Establishment Realm, while Zhongtong Sect has three people at the Foundation Establishment Realm alone, and there are more than ten Qi Refining disciples.
And production...does the paper money in the backyard count?
A simple calculation shows that there is absolutely no chance of winning!
"The sect inspection will be held at the end of this year. Although there may not be any very smart people in the Zhongtong sect, but... they will never wait until the next ten years." Old Taoist Jun Jue said in a deep voice, "They have already grown up.
More than nine years, and the time left for us is only nine months!"
There was silence.
After a while, Chonglou pushed the bowl toward the middle of the table, leaned back on his chair, looked up at the roof, and said, "How about... vote for it."
"They are developing so well that they don't need to be beaten anymore." This chapter has been completed!