Chapter 052 : Outside the city of Kyoto, stepping on mountains and rivers
Xu Wencheng and the others did not follow immediately.
Instead, let Li Xiang enjoy the glory of being supported by thousands of people.
After tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians surrounded Li Xiang and walked away, Xu Wencheng said, "Let's go into the city too."
Everyone smiled happily and strode away.
At the empty city gate, there was still a middle-aged man standing.
Look at the people coming towards you.
Su Bing walked straight towards Ye Chen who was being carried, and asked worriedly, "Is Commissioner Ye okay?"
Xu Wencheng consoled him, "Don't worry, City Lord. Commissioner Ye used the magic twice, his spiritual energy was exhausted and he passed out. There should be no serious problems."
"Magic?"
Su Bing was horrified. The third-level reversionary had awakened the bloodline genes of the Immortal Era. However, cultivators in the Immortal Era only had a chance to become immortals. Most of the cultivators failed to cross that threshold and become immortals.
Therefore, most third-level returnees cannot perform magical arts.
Su Bing did not expect that the inspection commissioner he invited was actually an immortal who returned to his ancestors.
Fortunately, nothing serious happened, otherwise, Tongzhou Prefecture would definitely pour their anger on Yangcheng.
Su Bing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and sighed, "I didn't expect that in that forest, besides the third-level demon king, there was also a third-level evil ghost. Fortunately, Commissioner Ye destroyed the demon king and surrendered the evil ghost.
, otherwise you may be totally wiped out."
Everyone looked strange.
After a while, Xu Wencheng finally said, "City Lord, this evil spirit was not surrendered by Commissioner Ye."
Su Bing was stunned.
Subconsciously asked, "Did you meet other inspectors?"
Xu Wencheng shook his head. The inspection commissioner was not a cabbage and could be encountered casually.
So, he briefly told what happened in Lin Mangzhong.
The expression on Su Bing's face changed from confusion, to shock, and finally to confusion.
Xu Wencheng's words are like a fantasy.
While Li Xiang fought against the third level at the second level, he also rescued Xu Wencheng and the others.
In the end, he chased it out alone and subdued the third-level evil ghost.
This was beyond Su Bing's common sense.
The city lord, who had always been calm and steady, had his eyes wide open and his mouth wide open, as if he was sluggish.
After a while, he came back to his senses, wiped his face, and digested the information he heard.
After a moment of silence, he said, "You guys go into the city first, I'll go do some errands."
His figure flashed, and a moment later, he appeared in the city lord's mansion.
As he walked towards the secret room, he said to the old housekeeper who was following him: "Uncle Fu, help me protect my path."
The old housekeeper's expression was stern, his rickety back straightened instantly, and his aura suddenly changed.
Su Bing came to the secret room, sat cross-legged, activated the secret technique, and countless fine blood drops slowly oozed out from the surface of his skin.
The blood beads floated, condensing the blood formation, and relying on this, a divine thought flew out of the city lord's mansion in an instant, straight into the sky.
On the street, Li Xiang and the evil ghost he was holding raised their heads at the same time.
One hundred thousand miles away, Kyoto City.
There is a mountain peak covered by clouds and fog in the west of the city.
Under the ancient pine tree, an old man with gray hair and beard was playing chess with a man.
The old man has a white beard and a white beard, and has an immortal spirit, just like a god.
But if you get closer and hear the conversation between the old man and the man, you will definitely be surprised.
"Take the cart and eat your horse."
"I'll dance and won't let you eat."
"I want to eat it."
"If you dance again, you won't be able to eat."
"Take it back, take it back, a horse can't jump with its legs crossed."
"My horse has wings and can fly over."
"Then I'll shoot you down with one shot."
But it was two stinky chess players playing chess.
The kid next to him wanted to smile but didn't dare. His little face turned the color of pig liver from suppressing his emotions.
"You're a scumbag, I won't play with you anymore!" The fairy-like old man flipped up the chessboard angrily.
But the chess piece was suspended in mid-air and still maintained its position on the chessboard.
The man opposite had a majestic look on his face and grinned, "Old man, if you are willing to admit defeat, flipping the table won't do."
"Don't you just want my Resurrection Pill? I'll give you one."
Immortal Laojun waved his hand, and the boy next to him stepped forward and poured out a pill from the jade bottle.
The man was overjoyed and just stretched out his hand, but the elixir flew into the old man's hand.
Immortal Laojun chuckled and said, "I did not give you the Resurrection Pill for free. After saving your unlucky son, you have to let him come to my Tushita Palace to work as a coolie for three years."
The man twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Okay!"
Immortal Laojun casually threw the Resurrection Pill over.
The man took the elixir, turned around and strode down the mountain. After taking a step, his body grew larger. In a moment, he transformed into a thousand-meter-high giant, stepping on the mountains and rivers, heading east.
"You are the lord of a state and you don't even say thank you. You have no quality!"
The boy next to him curled his lips and said disdainfully.
Immortal Laojun waved his hand, "Master Zhou is very eager to save his son, don't worry about these details, it's not good for your practice."
The boy said indifferently, but did not take the master's words to heart.
Under the eight war gods of the country, there are thirty-six immortals with transcendent status and outstanding combat power.
Only Immortal Laojun only likes to make elixirs and is not good at fighting.
As a close disciple of Immortal Laojun, this boy's mind was not on alchemy, so he was always indifferent to this master.
Immortal Laojun was also used to his attitude and did not feel dissatisfied. He stood up calmly and was about to leave when he suddenly frowned.
With a wave of Taoist sleeves, a figure appeared in front of him out of thin air.
Immortal Laojun had some doubts in his eyes.
Su Bing, who was a hundred thousand miles away, quickly said respectfully: "Junior Su Bing, I have met the Immortal Laojun."
Only then did Immortal Laojun remember the identity of the person in front of him.
Twenty years ago, he lacked a magical herb for his alchemy and issued a reward.
Finally, a young man named Su Bing came and offered the spiritual grass, but did not ask for a reward. Immortal Laojun, out of mercy, taught him a secret method and promised to repay the favor in the future.
"It's little Su Bing." Immortal Laojun touched his beard and got straight to the point, "But what difficulties did you encounter?"
Su Bing hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and said respectfully, "Junior, I have something to ask of you."
A few minutes passed.
The Immortal Laojun narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured to himself, "Zhang Sanfeng, the first-level ancestor, entered the second level in one day, and crossed the level to fight the demon king. That kid has something."
The boy next to him rolled his eyes.
Immortal Laojun raised his eyebrows: "Don't believe it?"
"Those geniuses and monsters in Kyoto City don't have this kind of ability. How can such a peerless hero come out of a remote and remote area like Yangcheng?"
The boy looked disdainful, "I'm afraid that guy just now was trying to trick you, old man."
Immortal Lao Jun shook his head, "He is very timid, how dare he lie to me."
"If what he said is true, that guy named Li Xiang is a rare talent. I can write a letter to the Wuyuan and ask them to open a back door."
At this moment, several rays of rainbow light flew across the sky and roared towards the north.
Immortal Laojun gathered his thoughts and turned to look at the dark clouds in the north with a solemn expression: "The war in the north is urgent. The demon army has gathered outside the sixth line of defense. I don't know how long this line of defense can last."
The boy thought for a while and said, "I heard that the Fourth Zhenguo God of War has gone to the front line."
Immortal Laojun nodded and said solemnly: "Let's make a few more batches of elixirs and send them to the equipment department later."
The corner of the boy's mouth twitched, he had to work overtime again.
the other side.
Seeing Su Bing walking out of the secret room, the old housekeeper asked:
"Is it worth it for a letter of recommendation?"
"When the martial arts academy recruits students next year, with Li Xiang's strength, there will be no problem in getting admitted to the martial arts academy."
Su Bing shook his head, "From the first level to the second level, you just need to rely on talent, but from the second level to the third level, you need to consume a lot of resources."
"Our small temple in Yangcheng can no longer accommodate a great Bodhisattva like him."
Su Bing said, came to the balcony, leaned on the railing and looked over.
Tens of thousands of people poured into the streets and alleys, and the entire Yangcheng City was boiling.
And in the long street, the young man, holding an evil ghost, walked slowly forward under the gaze of everyone.
The crowd around the young man had fallen into a state of frenzy.
