mortal mortal cultivator

Dajin Liaozhou is one of the [-] states in the Jin Dynasty, and its area is enough to be ranked in the top ten. Unfortunately, most of the area is in a severe cold area, covered with snow all the year round, so the population is sparse.The degree of wealth can only rank in the lower middle of all states and counties.

The Shun River in Liaozhou is the second largest river in the state, and one of the few rivers that will not freeze during the flood season. Passers-by will take a boat down the river.This is much easier than riding a horse or a car.

But today, something strange happened.

The entire Shun River was blocked by a layer of spiritual light visible to the naked eye, and all boats drifting on the river, regardless of their status, were all swept to the shore by a violent wave.

For a time, both sides of the river were almost full of shipwrecks, and it is unknown how many people were killed or injured.

Cao Mengrong is the second lady of a county lieutenant in Liaozhou. She is also a disciple of Xuanyu Dao, a local sect of cultivating immortals.

Because of this, she managed to recover the lives of herself and her personal servant girl from the rough waves of the Shun River, but the other people on the boat, those maids and servants who followed her out, the housekeeper who watched her grow up, and the bodyguards on board Teacher...these people were all buried in the Shun River.

Cao Mengrong knelt on the ground, suppressing her grief and indignation.

She didn't even dare to show a hint of resentment, because just above the river, a figure stood in the air, looking at the direction of the lower reaches of the Shun River, waiting in full force.

Although Xuanyudao is only a small local sect, she herself is a distant relative with a general of the Jin Dynasty, so her knowledge is quite extraordinary.At least she has heard of the famous Zhengmo sects, even if she has never seen them.

Just above the Shunjiang River, there are several famous sects who are listed among the top ten main gates and top ten demon sects, as long as she can recognize them.

"Yueyang Sect, Leiyin Sect, Yin Luo Sect, Xueqi Sect..." Cao Mengrong's eyes became more and more desperate. She didn't understand why these famous sects with both righteous and evil sects stood together so harmoniously at this moment , Killed them without hesitation.

Even the Buddhist Lei Yinzong, who chanted compassion on weekdays, just closed his eyes and chanted a few Buddhist names, and he didn't even want to save them.

"What did we do wrong?" Cao Mengrong murmured.

On the Shun River, looking at the miserable scene on the bank, a silver-robed monk who looked only in his thirties closed his eyes silently and sighed softly.

"Hmph! Pretentious!" Opposite the silver-robed monk, a tall middle-aged man in black snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

The silver-robed monk's eyes widened immediately, and he looked at the middle-aged man with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Kun Wuji, what do you mean by that?" the monk asked coldly, his voice was unexpectedly old, and there was a hint of evil spirit, not like a Buddhist eminent monk at all.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man in black sneered: "What? I have wronged you? Yuan Zhi, with such a pretentious skill, why did you go so early? With your cultivation, it is not difficult to save those people, right? "

"Hmph! If the poor monk really expended his mana to save people, wouldn't he follow the wishes of you devils? The first treasure of the devil's way, the Dragon Blade, was born, and the poor monk naturally couldn't let it fall into your hands. Which is more important? It's easy, but the poor monk can still tell the difference." Monk Yuan Zhi snorted coldly and said with evil eyes.

"Hahaha... What a merciful Buddhist master!" It was not Kun Wuji who spoke at this time, but another gray-robed monk.

His face was covered by a layer of gray air, making it impossible to see his face clearly, but with his slightly gray hair and attire, it was obvious that he was an old man who was not young.

Behind this person there were five faint white figures standing side by side in a row, and ten blank gazes looked at the two opposite people at the same time.

"Damn old devil, I didn't expect you to come too." Before monk Yuan Zhi had time to retort, an old voice sounded in the air.

Everyone followed the sound and saw a white-haired old woman in a purple robe with a dazzling aura flashing around her body, and a huge fiery red peacock hovering around her.

"Haoyang Bird! Heh! Sect Master Sun, why did you bring this spirit bird out? Isn't it usually very precious?" Seeing the old woman appearing, Kun Wuji sarcastically sarcastically.

"Kun Wuji, I'm too lazy to argue with you." Sovereign Sun glanced at the three of them coldly, and said without raising his head: "Up to now, there are only four of us. I think this is enough , there is no need for other people to intervene. When the boy from the south arrived that day, we joined forces to kill him. As for how much of the treasures on his body can be divided, it depends on each method. What do fellow Taoists think? ?”

Monk Yuanzhi's eyes flickered, but he didn't say a word.On the contrary, Kun Wuji laughed and said: "Hahaha...it should be like this long ago! The old man agrees, from now on, except for our four families, if other forces dare to reach out, we will attack together!"

Old Devil Gan sneered, "That's a good statement, and it fits the old man's wishes. It's just that the boy still has a ghost flag on his body. You are not allowed to snatch this, unless you want to fight with our Yin Luozong forever!"

Everyone looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

At this moment, a huge animal cart was approaching from the lower reaches of the Shun River.

Lu Yunze stepped out of the carriage, stretched his waist, glanced at the four late Nascent Soul cultivators in the air, and the seven or eight Nascent Soul cultivators ambush around him, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Did the sudden person not tell the truth to Da Jin? How come there are so few people here?" Lu Yunze stretched his neck and asked.

"Heh! The late Nascent Soul in Dajin and the late Nascent Soul on the grassland have never been on the same level. Let's be careful not to overturn the boat in the gutter." Lu Yunze No. [-] emerged beside him, and the two He squinted slightly at the four people in the air, with a little fear in his eyes.

"That's right, we're on their territory..." Lu Yunze muttered to himself, his consciousness swept away subconsciously, and countless shattered ships and countless miserable corpses mixed in on the shore were instantly reflected. His divine sea.

Lu Yunze fell silent for an instant, and took a deep breath after a while.

At this time, the four people in the sky had silently surrounded them.

"Boy, come out! You and our Yin Luozong's account. It's time to settle it." Gan Laomo said in a cold tone.

Lu Yunze ignored him, but set his sights on Monk Yuanzhi and Sect Master Yueyang Zongsun.

"Tsk! To be honest, before today, I still had a good impression of Dajin Zhengdao. Although you don't do personnel affairs, you still maintain normal social stability after all."

Lu Yunze sighed helplessly, and said, "I was wrong, there is no one in your group of grandchildren who deserves to die!"