A crooked moon rises from the eastern sky and hangs on the treetops. The twinkling stars are like gems set in the sky, glowing with dazzling light.
Han Yifei walked slowly to the door of the Divine Sword Gate. He saw a monk, a layman, and two children walking slowly towards him. The announcement from the City Lord's Mansion came to his mind. He couldn't help but stop.
Seeing that Han Yifei had been looking at him and others, Xie Hengling's voice suddenly rang out in the sea of consciousness.
"Boy, your luck has come. The person in front of you has great luck. Don't say that I didn't remind you. You'd better take this person for your own use."
"Why?"
Xie Heng asked with some surprise.
"Hey, stupid boy. Didn't I tell you? The Xuanhuang Way you cultivate is the Way of Luck."
In Xie Heng's spiritual consciousness, the somewhat helpless voice of the Ling Yun Gourd rang out.
"I know, but what does this have to do with anything else? Is it possible that you want me to absorb the luck of devouring others?"
After saying this, Xie Heng also paused slightly. He seemed to have a bad tone and said.
"Brother Calabash, Xie can warn you. You are usually unreliable, and Xie has tolerated it. But if you want to instigate Xie to do this kind of devilish act of robbing and devouring other people's luck, you'd better give up.
Think about it."
"Wow, you're so mad at me. Stupid boy, when did I tell you to devour other people's luck? Didn't your master in Kunlun tell you that practicing the road of luck is the fastest?
Is the way to grow by relying on the influence of other people's luck and refining the luck of heaven and earth?"
In Xie Heng's spiritual consciousness, he seemed to see an angry sapphire gourd pointing at his nose and yelling curses. He couldn't help curling his lips and said helplessly:
"Master, what kind of chaotic treasure is this? Emotions are just living treasures."
Everything in Xie Hengling's sea of consciousness happened between lightning and flint.
At this moment, Xie Heng used a trace of black and yellow power to his eyes, and saw that Han Yifei's luck suddenly rose up, and the momentum shot straight into the sky.
This luck was so strong that it even surpassed that of the lord of a city, but the person in front of him was just an ordinary scholar after all. Xie Heng couldn't help being surprised. Thinking of what Ling Luck Gourd said just now, Xie Heng suddenly felt something in his heart
A little bit of calculation.
"I wonder if this gentleman and master are looking for someone from the Divine Sword Sect?"
Looking at Xie Heng and his group standing in front of the gate, looking at Xie Heng up and down, Han Yifei became more and more convinced of his guess, and couldn't help but ask.
Hearing this, Xie Heng saluted and said:
"Xie Heng, I have met this gentleman. I wonder if he is also a member of the Divine Sword Sect?"
"No, Wansheng is just taking advantage of this temporarily. However, he is familiar with the people in the sect. I wonder what Mr. Xie has to do. Wansheng may be able to help."
Seeing Xie Heng being so polite, Han Yifei quickly returned the gift.
At this time, a young man in bunt came to the gate, saluted Han Yifei and said:
"Student Leng Wu, I have met Mr. Han."
Then he turned to look at Xie Heng and his group, slightly cupped his hands, and asked:
"I wonder what the purpose of this gentleman and master coming to my Divine Sword Sect is?"
Xie Heng chuckled, slightly cupped his hands as a return gift, and said calmly:
"I would also like to ask this little brother to inform the leader of your sect, Pei. Xie Heng and his friends have something to discuss with the leader of Pei."
Seeing that Xie Heng looked like a polite scholar, Leng Wu couldn't help but ask Han Yifei with his eyes. He seemed to be asking for advice.
Seeing this, Han Yifei chuckled, nodded and said:
"Brother Leng, Mr. Xie should have something important to discuss with the sect master. You'd better go in and report it."
Hearing this, Leng Wu immediately raised his hands towards Xie Heng and others and said:
"Excuse me, Mr. Excuse me, and this master will wait here for a while. I'll come back when you go."
After that, he turned around and walked towards the courtyard.
"Xiao Daojun, why do we have to abide by these mortal etiquette? Let me tell you, we can just go in?"
Xiaobai on the side seemed a little impatient and couldn't help complaining.
"Xiaobai, you are stupid. Didn't my uncle say it before? Since we have entered the mortal world, we should regard ourselves as a member of the mortal world. Only in this way can we understand the Tao and hone our Taoist heart."
Aoki seemed to have grabbed Xiao Bai's painful leg, and immediately pointed at Xiao Bai like a little adult. For a while, the two little ones were playing together again.
Xie Heng on the side also laughed when he saw the two little guys playing so hard.
Hearing Xiaobai's words, Han Yifei suddenly had concerns in his heart. He walked up to Xie Heng and smiled slightly:
"I think you two are the immortal master and holy monk that the city lord's palace is looking for."
Han Yifei bowed and saluted.
"Student Han Yifei has met the holy monk, the immortal master, and the two fairy boys."
Hearing this, both Kong Chan and Xie Heng looked at Han Yifei, and Xiaobai and Qingmu also stopped playing and looked curiously at the scholar in Tsing Yi in front of them.
"Mr. Xie Heng has a keen eye. I have met Mr. Han."
"Amitabha, the young monk Kongchan, I have met the donor Han."
At this time, Monk Kongchan put his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and saluted.
"The Immortal Master was so complimentary that he also invited the Immortal Master and the Holy Monk to come in and talk about it."
Han Yifei turned half sideways and made a gesture of invitation.
Seeing this, Xie Heng smiled slightly and said sincerely:
"Mr. Han, please don't call Xie Mou Immortal Master anymore. You really deserve to be called Xie Mou like that."
Upon hearing this, Han Yifei saw that Xie Heng's expression was sincere and there was no hint of the arrogance or contempt of the so-called immortal in his words. He suddenly felt good in his heart and laughed and said:
"In this case, Han will be disrespectful and call the immortal master Mr. Xie. I hope Mr. Xie will not blame him."
"Mr. Xie, holy monk, please come inside."
"Amitabha, from now on Donor Han should not call me Little Monk Holy Monk. Just like Brother Xie Dao, just call me Little Monk Honest Monk or Monk."
Han Yifei was slightly startled when he heard this, and suddenly smiled. He said with a smile:
"Master Kongchan, please."
Just at this moment, a voice as loud as a bell came:
"Mr. Han, I wonder which friend is looking for me?"
In the blink of an eye, a vigorous old man with a gray beard appeared at the gate, raised his hand towards Han Yifei and asked.
As soon as these words came out, Xie Heng and Kong Chan couldn't help but look at Pei Yuanbo, and immediately felt the strong energy and blood unique to warriors in Pei Yuanbo.
Xie Heng and Kong Chan recalled what happened in Zhaojiacun before, and they suddenly understood.
Pei Yuanbo was about to ask, but Han Yifei took the lead, came to Pei Yuanbo, and whispered something. Pei Yuanbo's expression changed, and he bowed to Xie Heng and others:
"The old man Pei Yuanbo has met Mr. Xie and Master Kongchan. He has met two fairy boys."
"Please come inside and have a chat."
Pei Yuanbo's gift immediately stunned the disciples behind him, and they all began to guess the identities of Xie Heng and others.
Arriving at the square of Shen Dao Gate, Xie Heng looked around for a while, nodded and said:
"This place should still be fine."
Pei Yuanbo and Han Yifei on the side were suddenly startled, and then Pei Yuanbo asked carefully:
"Mr. Xie, what do you think is okay?"
Turning his head to glance at the cautious Pei Yuanbo, Xie Heng knew that he and others must be a little overwhelmed when they suddenly appeared here.
Just thinking of the corpses in Zhaojia Village, Xie Heng said in a deep voice:
"Sect Leader Pei, Xie and Taoist Brother Kongchan are here this time because they have something to do with Zhaojia Village outside the city, and they want to inform you."
When they heard the words "Zhaojiacun", Pei Yuanbo and Han Yifei's hearts suddenly skipped a beat and they looked at each other. Pei Yuanbo even said in a deep voice:
"Mr. Xie, please speak. I am all ears."
Looking at Pei Yuanbo and others who looked slightly ugly, they couldn't help but sigh. Then, he waved his hand, and dozens of shriveled corpses suddenly appeared in the square. These corpses were all dressed in the clothes of Shen Dao Sect. In the blink of an eye, they were not big.
The square is completely covered.
Seeing dozens of shriveled corpses appearing in front of everyone in an instant like a magic trick, the people in Shen Dao Sect were shocked. Everyone looked at Xie Heng and others, and their eyes changed. Their eyes were full of awe and yearning.
.
There are even some older disciples who are ready to worship this living god.
Suddenly, a sad voice sounded in Pei Yuanbo's ears.
"Sect Master, are these corpses the leader of Ba Dao and the others?"
At this time, Han Yifei also came to his senses from Xie Heng's magical methods. Looking at the dozens of corpses in front of him, wearing the clothes of the Divine Sword Sect, he couldn't help but exclaimed.
Han Yifei's exclamation immediately made Pei Yuanbo and others wake up from their trance. Pei Yuanbo looked at this scene, tears couldn't stop flowing down. A pair of cloudy eyes were already covered with tears, and he murmured to himself:
"I'm sorry for my brothers. I'm sorry for you."
As he spoke, Pei Yuanbo knelt down towards the corpses.
For a moment, the entire square was filled with waves of suppressed sobs.
"Amitabha, all living beings are suffering, and all external appearances are false."
In an instant, a sound of Buddha's voice resounded throughout the audience, soothing the pain in everyone's hearts.
"Master Pei, please don't be too sad. Please show your condolences."
Xie Heng comforted him softly.
"Now, it's better to let these corpses rest in their graves first."
After a long time, Pei Yuanbo, who had collected his thoughts, leaned over and saluted Xie Heng and Kong Chan:
"Old man, I would like to thank you sir and Master Kongchan for bringing back the corpses of my brothers from the Shen Dao Sect. I am very grateful."
After finishing speaking, Pei Yuanbo spoke with sadness in his words and said to the disciples around him.
"Arrange for people to go to the longevity store in the city to collect and bury the brothers."
Afterwards, Pei Yuanbo's face was full of evil spirits. He looked at Xie Heng and others and asked in a deep voice:
"I dare to ask Mr. Xie, where is the murderer in Zhaojiacun? Even if I risk my life, I will definitely kill the enemy with my own hands."
Just when Xie Heng was about to speak, a cold voice suddenly sounded from the sky above Shaanzhou City.
"Fellow Taoist, I'm going to offer sacrifices to the Daoist Sect Tianxing, and I would like to ask you to show up to see me."
As the sound echoed throughout the city, Xie Heng and Kong Chan's expressions changed drastically. Xiaobai beside him even pulled Qingmu behind him and stared at the direction of the sound with a vigilant expression.