After the green light flashed, a small metal ball with an uneven surface and numbness appeared in Taoist Qingyang's hand.
Injecting spiritual power into the small ball, the metal ball will expand as if inflated. When fully expanded, it will be a pair of sleeveless soft armor made of countless buckles.
Taoist Qingyang took out a blank piece of talisman paper from his sleeve and stuffed it into the soft armor, then threw the soft armor into the air. He pinched the talisman with his left hand and pointed toward the sky. A purple thunder shot out from his fingertips and hit the soft armor.
The purple thunder disappeared in a flash, and the soft armor fell into the hands of Taoist Qingyang again.
"Please take a look at Rong Captou."
Taoist Qingyang took out the talisman that had just been stuffed into the soft armor, but it was intact without any signs of burning.
"This object was obtained by Pindao from an ancient ruins. It can completely isolate spell attacks below the seventh level. Not only that, according to Pindao's intuition, this object should have other magical uses. However, in recent years, he has been involved in secular affairs.
But there is no extra time and energy to study it. Such wonderful things are gathering dust here in Pindao, so it is better to give them to Rong Baotou or restore their brilliance."
The spiritual power injected by Taoist Qingyang has been exhausted, and the soft armor has curled up into a small ball again.
Rong Fei looked at the ugly metal ball with cold eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly lowered, his contempt was self-evident.
Although these three items that were taken out in succession were not considered extraordinary things by Taoist Qingyang. But don’t forget that Taoist Qingyang was from Qiankun Temple. In his opinion, these inconspicuous objects were outside the Four Ultimate Holy Lands.
It is a rare treasure for practitioners.
The current situation of Jixian Division is worse than that of some small sects.
Therefore, seeing Rong Fei's expression, even the good-tempered Taoist Qingyang couldn't help but feel a little sad.
I secretly thought that this person was too greedy.
As the saying goes, there are only three things that can be done, so just give up when things are good.
Rong Fei's expression was just for show to Taoist Qingyang. He knew in his heart that he could squeeze out so much oil and water. Although he didn't know the value of these three things, he guessed that they should not be cheap.
The key thing is that what he wanted most has been obtained legitimately.
So he reluctantly sighed.
"It stands to reason that Murong Qiushui has violated the laws of the country and should be punished according to the laws. But for the sake of Taoist Qingyang's deep love for him, I will let the arrest go and let the matter go. But I have something to say first.
, only this time, it won’t be the same next time.”
After saying that, he turned around and shouted behind him.
"Someone, bring Murong Qiushui out."
As early as when Taoist Qingyang entered the house, all the detectives from the Jixian Division gathered at the second floor window to peek, waiting to see how this new Rong arrester would end up.
I never thought that the visitor from Qiankun Temple, who I thought would be domineering, turned out to be respectful and submissive. He didn't have the majesty that the Four Ultimate Holy Land should have.
In fact, with such an idea, the detectives of the Ji Xian Division fell into a misunderstanding.
Ji Xian Si is indeed a fallen phoenix now, allowing cats and dogs in the cultivation world to bully him at will, but this situation is limited to low-level disciples of seventh, eighth or ninth grade cultivation. Any cultivator who has broken through to the earth realm, although in his heart
I also look down on Ji Xiansi, but I won't go too far on the surface, especially in the capital of Dayan, where Yu Qingzhi is in charge and is enveloped by the Five Ultimate Formation.
This kind of thing is like a fight between children. When the adults in the family know about it, the most they can do is scold them or tell their children to hit them back hard next time so as not to embarrass themselves. Adults usually don't go out to bully other children in person.
Avenge your own children.
But if an adult from another family beats his own child or knocks on the door, that's a different matter.
Yu Qingzhi is the master of Jixian Division, but this master is lazy and not very responsible.
But this time it was Murong Qiushui who was at fault first, and Rong Fei holding him and questioning him according to the law was not considered bullying. Qingyang Taoist was not sure about Rong Fei's depth, and he didn't want to offend Yu Qingzhi, so he had no choice but to commit suicide.
Accept that you are unlucky.
If this matter did not happen in Kyoto, no matter whether Taoist Qingyang could find out Rong Fei's truth or not, he would probably have to ask for advice first and then make any plans.
Soon Murong Qiushui was brought over.
"Uncle Master."
Seeing Taoist Qingyang, Murong Qiushui cried out in grievance, and tears began to well up in his eyes.
But when he saw Rong Fei standing aside, he immediately closed his mouth again. He bit his lower lip with his teeth and tried not to cry.
Murong Qiu Shui's disheveled appearance shocked Taoist Qingyang. Is this still his charming niece? And what's the deal with the palm print on her left face? Who is so cruel that he is willing to do this to Qiu Shui's niece?
The woman is violent?
Looking at the palm prints on Murong Qiushui's face, and then looking at Rong Fei with an indifferent expression, Taoist Qingyang already knew the answer.
Not only is this person greedy, but he is also ruthless and will use any means necessary. Ji Xian Division has produced an extremely difficult guy!
Taoist Qingyang didn't want to wait any longer. He bowed his hands towards Rong Fei perfunctorily and pulled Murong Qiushui to leave.
"Uncle, my things are still..."
"No more, no more!"
Murong Qiushui was still thinking about the jade ring and jade whisk that had been confiscated from her storage, but Taoist Qingyang pulled her and rushed out of the gate of Jixian Division as if to escape.
Arriving on the long street, Taoist Qingyang let out a long breath.
Before he could finish speaking, he heard Rong Fei's voice coming from behind him.
"Taoist priest, please go slowly. Come here often when you have time."
Come to your mother!
Taoist Qingyang cursed secretly in his heart, and without looking back, he pulled up Murong Qiushui's sleeve and tried to leave, but failed. Qingyang turned his head in confusion and saw his niece staring at the ground in a daze.
Taoist Qingyang looked in the direction and saw several pieces of broken jade on the bluestone on the ground. He could vaguely identify that it was a jade hairpin before it was broken.
Um...it seems to be the one that Qiu Shui often sticks in the head.
"Wow…"
Murong Qiushui beside her suddenly burst into tears, and tears rolled down her cheeks like broken beads.
Taoist Qingyang was in a panic and was trying to think of a few words to explain, but Murong Qiushui was crying and swallowing.
"Master...Uncle Master...you...why don't you...beat him...him...he beat me...and...robbed my things...wuwuwu...why...don't you beat him...wuwuwu...I want to go back and sue...to my aunt...
Your condition...you...you don't care about me...wuwuwu..."
"Don't cry, don't cry. Uncle Master, I also have my own reasons. That Rong Fei's cultivation is unpredictable. Although I am not afraid of it, Uncle Master, I still have to spend a lot of effort to take it down. If I take it down,
It will be even more troublesome if Yu Qingzhi is involved. So the top priority is to rescue you, and then we can make long-term plans to take revenge on you."
Taoist Qingyang explained earnestly.
"What's so mysterious? The man named Rong is just an ordinary person who has no spiritual practice. The guard dog in our front mountain can kill him."
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. I just tested him with my spiritual sense. It's like a clay cow... a clay cow... clay... your mother, I've fallen into his trap!"
Taoist Qingyang suddenly opened his eyes wide, slapped his thigh and cursed loudly.
But after I scolded him, I felt a chill in my heart.
Even if that Rong Fei is an ordinary person who has never practiced cultivation, he is definitely not an ordinary person. How can any ordinary person dare to put on airs in front of a fourth-grade great practitioner without revealing any flaws?
Not only is this man greedy, ruthless and unscrupulous, he is also bold and despicable...
Taoist Qingyang hurled all the insults he could think of at Rong Fei in his heart, and at the same time couldn't help but look deep into the gate of Jixian Division.
As if aware of Taoist Qingyang's gaze, he turned his body towards the boulder and turned his head sideways to reveal half of his face, looking out with only his left eye.
At this time, the setting sun had completely disappeared, and the golden-red light disappeared, replaced by a thick ink-like shadow cast by the gate tower.
Rong Fei, who was previously covered in golden light as if he were a god descending to earth, was now shrouded in shadow, and the half of his face turned around was so pale in the shadow that it made people's hair stand on end.
Taoist Qingyang shivered for no reason, and without saying a word, he picked up Murong Qiu Shui and left in a hurry.
Infinite Heavenly Lord, the Patriarch of the Three Pure Ones, this man named Rong is quite evil!
Seeing Taoist Qingyang running away as if he had seen a ghost, Rong Fei's eyes showed doubts. He turned back and reached out to touch the handwriting carved on the boulder, muttering to himself.
"The four palm prints on the boulder should have been left by the four people from the Four Holy Lands. The handwriting carved on it has no traces of axes, and the corners of the strokes are naturally smooth. It seems that the gods used their fingers as knives to write. Although the texture of the boulder
It is hard and is no different from a piece of tofu to a superb practitioner.
In other words, this huge stone is actually an agreement between the arresting gods and the Four Ultimate Holy Lands. Judging from the reaction of Taoist Qingyang just now, this agreement still has a certain deterrent effect, but why are the arresting agents of the Immortal Division still being arrested?
It is completely unreasonable to bully someone so badly."
"Haha, you think Qingyang is so talkative because he was photographed by this Immortal-Suppressing Stone. That's a big mistake."
Hearing the voice, Rong Fei looked sideways and saw a man in white shirt entering over the wall and slowly landing in front of him. It was Yu Qingzhi.
"Meet the Chief Constable."
It was already time to go on duty. The police officers came out of the two-story office building and saw Yu Qingzhi, who had not been seen for a long time, and quickly bowed and saluted.
Yu Qingzhi waved his hands casually without even looking at these subordinates, and the officers hurriedly left in understanding.
A police officer placed a wooden pallet on the stone platform next to Rong Fei. In the pallet were the evidences collected from Murong Qiushui.
A bunch of silver silk ribbon tied with a jade ring and a jade whisk.
After everyone left and only two people were left in Nuo Da's Jixian Si Yamen, Yu Qingzhi waved his sleeves gently, and the heavy door closed automatically without any wind.
"They are all good things, but this jade whisk is not suitable for you, so you should find an opportunity to return it. Although that kid Qiushui is a bit arrogant and domineering, he is not bad at heart."
Yu Qingzhi glanced at the three treasures left by Taoist Qingyang on the stone platform and Murong Qiushui's things in the tray and smiled.
Rong Fei took the jade whisk in his hand and looked at it for a few times, then looked at Yu Qingzhi and asked.
"Got a story?"
"Ahem, this whisk was originally a magic weapon used by Fairy Yuqing when she was young, named Caiyun Zhui. Murong Qiushui is Fairy Yuqing's niece, and Fairy Yuqing has some connections with me, so you should give me some face."
Yu Qingzhi explained with a somewhat embarrassed expression.