Strengthening starts from the county magistrate

Chapter 249 Did You Know Your Ancestor Was A Mount?

Perhaps only those monks who lived in Fengjiang in the early days understood.

What are the evil forces from the borderlands.

Compared with those new monks who landed in Fengjiang city gate in various ways every day.

They can see a lot in their hearts.

If you really regard Fengjiang City as those ordinary counties, then you are very wrong.

After more than half a year, I asked, is there anything else they dare not do?
Everyone can't think of it.

at this time,

With the tough attitudes of both Donglishan and Xijianmen, the air was instantly quiet.

Then the surrounding melon-eating crowd immediately backed up by tens of feet.

Whoohoo!

Rows of low-level martial arts monks in strange black attires suddenly jumped out from all directions, and all the equipment on their bodies was uniform!

A total of 300 people!
The Taoist priest of Dongli Mountain and the sword cultivator of Xijianmen looked stiff, and they were all dumbfounded.

What is this situation?
How did it develop into this way?They just want to resolve their personal grievances, so what's the matter with your Fengjiang Yamen?

Also, are these hundreds of monks at the lower martial state really a team of Fengjiang?

Didn't it mean that Dali Fengjiang City is the weakest county?
With this extravagant equipment, you tell me they are weak?

Cao Zhengxiang said with a smile: "Three, is there really a need to struggle? Actually, we have no other intention, just want to invite you to Fengjiang Yamen for tea."

Believe in you.

The three of them had black lines on their faces. If they followed them, they might be blackmailed for how much money they had.

This is simply a black-hearted yamen, so blatantly extorting money.

It's just that they are a little afraid of the current situation.

It's not because these three hundred monks in the lower martial arts realm, with their strength in the realm of Guanhai and Longmen, it is not a problem to escape.

But it's mainly the mysterious old man in front of him, and the simple and honest sweater who is full of tendons and can't see any realm.

For some reason, looking at them makes people vigilant, as if they are facing a big enemy.

The scene froze for a moment.

The eyes of the Taoist priests in Dongli Mountain were changing.

In my heart, I was constantly thinking about all possible ways to deal with it.

After all, they have all cultivated to the Dragon Gate Realm. If they are outside, they are all people of status. After all, the peak of the Middle Martial Realm is no longer a low-level person.

It doesn't matter where you are respected, but at least you won't be treated like this.

Moreover, Dongli Mountain is not a small sect in Dongzhou, at least the sects supported by those dynasties and counties are incomparable.

If you are really intimidated today, they will invite you to drink tea there by their Fengjiang Yamen.

I'm afraid it won't sound too good to say it.

When he goes out from Dongli Mountain, he will inevitably be laughed at.

He glanced at his surroundings, even though the circle was surrounded by monks at the lower martial state.

But judging from the talisman and equipment held in his hand, the grade is not bad. If he really wants to break through, it will take some effort.

On the one hand, it is indeed not easy to break through the large formation surrounded by hundreds of people, and on the other hand, to be wary of the old man and the burly man in front of him.

On the other side, the two monks of Xijianmen also looked serious.

The eyes are constantly communicating, and they should be calculating whether to make a move or not.

The most important thing is that you can't see the depth of the opponent at all, which is not easy to handle.

There was a stalemate for a long time,
Suddenly, everyone looked at the Taoist priest on Dongli Mountain over there.

The middle-aged man sighed helplessly, then stepped forward, untied the basket behind him, and put it on the ground. He glanced at the two sword repairmen of Xijianmen, and finally looked at Cao Zhengxiang.

"Well, this matter is indeed our fault first, you were right before, even if it is a personal grievance, it should not be done in Fengjiang City, after all, this is your territory, there are your rules, since you are so kind to invite me Let’s drink tea in the past, then I’ll just walk with you.”

The Taoist put the basket on the ground and said kindly.

What these words mean is that he has given up other ideas.

There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the two supervisors of Xijianmen, but more of contempt.

"Hmph, sure enough, the people in Dongli Mountain are all cowards."

The people from Xijianmen mocked.

Cao Zhengxiang casually glanced at the basket on the ground, and cupped his hands.

"It's really good to think so, don't worry! My lord has always been kind-hearted, and he is a good official with integrity. He will definitely not embarrass you."

Dongli Mountain Taoist: "..."

Everyone: "..."

This flattery is really hard.

You have a kind heart, honesty and honesty, I am afraid that only you will believe this kind of words!
And behind it,
Although the two people at Xijianmen were upset, they were helpless.

The people in Dongli Mountain have no idea of ​​resistance, so even if they want to resist, I'm afraid they may not be able to take advantage of it.

After all, they are only at the Sea Viewing Realm, and relying on sword cultivation, they can deal with the Longmen Realm a few tricks.

Therefore, even if you are reluctant, you can't make a move at this time.

Cao Zhengxiang nodded in satisfaction, turned around casually, and prepared to take them back to Fengjiang Yamen.

But before he took two steps, suddenly the wind blew up!
A chill suddenly rose.

When everyone around saw it, they exclaimed.

"Demon!"

I saw a white shadow soaring into the sky from the basket that the Taoist priest in Dongli Mountain had put down before!

Ow!

After a shrill roar, a strange-looking monster with four claws descended from the sky!

Originally, the size of the white shadow was still small, but after jumping out of the basket, the size of the figure gradually expanded dozens of times.

Everyone stared blankly, then gasped.

"Damn, it's actually a big monster raised in captivity!"

"This... is still in childhood and has not yet transformed?"

"But there is no transformation, so there is such a powerful force?"

"Looking at its appearance, the origin of this monster is probably not simple. It looks a bit like a tiger monster, but I don't think it's right. Is it a tiger or a lion?"

"It's not uncommon. There are tens of thousands of races of the ancient great monsters. They are of the same type, and several types can be derived. I have never seen anything normal."

"It's just... Isn't this Dongli Mountain a Taoist cultivator? It also raises big demons?"

"It doesn't look like it. It's probably a chance for everyone."

"Obviously there is already a blood contract, but it has not yet been transformed. If it is not a chance, then it is a person from Dongli Mountain who has practiced a side door."

At this time, everyone was talking about it.

And that big monster started to growl towards Cao Zhengxiang.

It is several feet tall, with white fur and sabre-toothed teeth, and its five claws are like steel knives, with the air of wind blades spreading out between the claws.

However, on the other side,
Cao Zhengxiang turned around unhurriedly, with a smile on his face as before, until now, the hand on his sleeve that had been protruding slowly lowered down.

"This is your plan? Use a big monster that has not yet transformed to hold me back, and then escape in blood?"

The Dongli Mountain Taoist had a bitter look on his face: "I just want to try. If I can walk, everyone will be happy. If I can't, then let it go."

Boom!

The legs of the huge monster hammered the ground, the bluestone shattered and the ground sunken.

In the distance, Li Tieniu frowned.

"Before, I owed half a street's price, but this time it's the whole street."

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"!"

"..."

Cao Zhengxiang smiled, and then looked at the big monster that was flying towards her, with an unintelligible strangeness in his expression.

He murmured faintly, "Looks like a tiger is not a tiger. Its white hair shines blue. It's interesting. It's a trace of blood left over from ancient times. In ancient times, there seemed to be a Bodhisattva named Manjusri who rode your old man." Ancestor, right? What is it called? Oh, yes, yes, the big demon green lion."

The lion demon looked confused: "???"

(End of this chapter)