"Fellow Taoist Chiyang has left too?" A gloomy old man looked up at the big blue-shirted demon in the sky and sighed with emotion.
Lin Yanli lowered her eyes, blending the flames dancing in her palms into the center of her eyebrows. She got up from the ground and stood up straight.
Xiao Luan and Luo Xuan stood up together and walked slowly behind Lin Yanli.
Zhou Qianluo, Liu Bailu, Ci Nan, Qu Zhe, and Optimism, all of whom had met Chiyang Taoist, all bowed their hands and bowed in the distance.
Many of the major cultivators in the city tower shook their heads slightly, clasping their fists and pushing their hands towards this Nian Mu cultivator who was not afraid of life and death in Mutian City and brazenly attacked the big demon with his sword.
Bai Qing fed himself a sip of wine, and then swayed the liquid in the wine gourd down the city.
"You can't keep yesterday's day. Today's day is full of worries and worries. I'll send you wine as a gift. Don't return it here."
Many Danxia Sect monks cried loudly. Chiyang Taoist troops were relieved. For them, they not only lost an ancestor, but also lost the spiritual pillar of the older generation of Danxia Sect monks.
With the death of Taoist Chiyang, the Danxia Sect of the older generation has almost come to an end, and the Danxia Sect has been completely handed over to the hands of the younger generation.
The chess pieces on the chessboard between Lin Qingxuan and Kong Gu were full, and this time it was a draw.
Lin Qingxuan sighed, "If the old trees don't die, how can new seedlings survive? Old guys like us should disappear."
Konggu picked up a chess piece, dropped it on the chessboard, and placed it between the two chess pieces. "This time I win."
Lin Qingxuan nodded without comment.
Kong Gu stood up from the futon, walked to the window with his hands behind his back, looked at the devastated battlefield below, and glanced back at Lin Qingxuan, "When will we leave?"
Lin Qingxuan opened his hands, mixed up the chaotic chessboard, grabbed a handful of chess pieces and put them into the chess box in front of him, "In a matter of days."
Kong Gu nodded and glanced at Mutian City.
Lin Qingxuan was planning, and he was also planning.
The ferocious beasts of the wilderness are the inevitable trend, and Mutian City must be destroyed, but how far these ferocious beasts can advance and whether they can hold on to the territory they have conquered is still a question.
Don't fight for the moment, fight for the road.
After the big demon in blue shirt returned to the throne, the wild beasts began to withdraw their troops under the instructions of the white fox woman.
Although Gui Che complained a lot about this, he still obediently shut his mouth in the face of Kong Gu's cold shout.
The ferocious beasts retreated like ebbing water, wave after wave, and finally retreated to two hundred miles outside Mutian City, leaving behind countless corpses and devastation.
Some monks went down to the city to chase and defeat the ferocious beast. They chased it for hundreds of miles and returned to the city in despair.
With one step, Lin Qingxuan returned to the head of Mutian City from the Sky Pavilion, raised his finger and waved away the formation outside Mutian City.
Seeing this scene, the monks in the city got up and fled to the top of the city to collect the remains of the ferocious beasts, in exchange for spiritual stones from the Immortal Chamber of Commerce to make up for their own losses and daily consumption.
These people tacitly fled ten miles away, letting out the remains of the ferocious beasts within ten miles of the city.
Soon, many children in Mutian City came after hearing the news, holding various tools in their hands, including sharp blades, sharp knives, sacks, and ropes. They looked at the corpses of the ferocious beasts under the city and cheered, smiling as if they were celebrating the New Year.
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An old monk pinched a magic formula in his hand, and the yellow sand outside Mutian City floated up out of thin air, forming steps and lanes on the top of the city for the children to pass.
These people climbed the stairs down to the city gate and got busy among the corpses.
They, ordinary mortals, must try every means to obtain spiritual stones to survive in the immortal pass where spiritual stones are needed everywhere.
Among them, collecting the corpses of monks who died in battle and collecting the remains of ferocious beasts is the fastest way to obtain spiritual stones. Going to the city once can often keep them fed and drinking for several months, because in Mutian City, one spiritual stone can be exchanged for five bags in Yanyun Pavilion.
Rice.
Lin Yanli was sitting on the top of the city, looking at the busy ordinary people below. She felt something in her heart and wanted to recite a poem. Suddenly, her eyes fell on a dirty boy not far away.
The boy held a cloth bag in his arms and looked for the remains of the beast that he could move under the city.
Because his body was so thin and small, he was very inconspicuous among those people. He could not even lift the arms of a small ferocious beast.
Suddenly, he noticed an arm covered with dust, and hurriedly ran forward, scraping away the surrounding yellow sand, and dug out a female nun in tattered clothes.
The blood on the female cultivator's body had dried up long ago, and she must have been dead for a long time. Her big eyes were open, looking a little scary.
The boy wiped his hands on his body, trying to make his hands look as clean as possible. He stretched out his right hand and gently stroked the face of the female cultivator, making the female cultivator who died unexpectedly close her eyes. Then he clasped his hands together and muttered a few words,
Put the nun into a sack.
The boy was low and busy and didn't notice anyone gathering around him. He had just tied the sack with a rope when a foot appeared in front of him and kicked him in the face, knocking him to the ground.
"Aren't my parents both meticulous little bitches? I haven't seen you for several days and I thought you had starved to death. Oh, you also helped us find the body of a mountain immortal. It was really a big help.
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Wherever there are people, there will be rivers and lakes.
Wherever there are rivers and lakes, there are also small circles.
The same is true for Mutian City.
These unsupervised children also have their own circle.
Children who know their parents will laugh at children who don't know their parents.
Children of major cultivators will despise children whose parents are ordinary monks.
The boy's parents are meticulous craftsmen and naturally belong to the despicable category.
"Why don't you speak, you little bitch? Are you mute?"
"Humph, look at him like that. Just like his meticulous parents, he has a rebellious heart hidden in his bones. It's really annoying to see him."
Lin Yanli was sitting on the top of the city, holding her face with one hand. The black hair around her ears was floating in the wind, and it floated to her mouth without tucking it behind her ears.
She felt that the "On Evil Nature" written by Mr.
In the beginning, human beings are inherently good.
At the beginning of man's life, his nature is evil.
Both theories are reasonable.
Children's words are the most innocent, and children's words are the most hurtful.
Some children are children, and some children are not people.
Lin Yanli looked at the city in silence, not intending to stop it.
After all, the boy even spat in her face once, and she was very vindictive.
"Why don't you do me a favor?" Lu Gui held his head with one hand and raised the corners of his mouth slightly with a hint of amusement.
Lin Yanli rolled her eyes at him, "He hasn't apologized to me yet, so he won't help!"
"Master, it's not good to be duplicitous."
"Cut the nonsense."
The boy was only two years younger than Lin Yanli, but he looked like a six or seven-year-old child with sallow skin and a petite body. How could he be a match for those people? He was quickly surrounded by several people, punched and kicked.
At this time, a strong wind blew several people away. They held their heads and lay on the ground and made a few bows. They thought they had offended some immortal family. They lay on the ground for a long time. When there was no movement, they got up from the ground in despair.
climb up.
When it was over, he didn't forget to load the boy's sack into a wooden cart and transport it back to the city.