Poverty

Feixian Temple,
Fairy Xixuan’s golden statue now only has a headless body, and the entire Feixian Temple is enveloped in a sad atmosphere.

Ling Yue is a young female crown prince. She is not very beautiful. She has a heroic look between her eyebrows and carries a long sword on her back.

Something serious has happened at Feixian Temple. The gate has been closed and pilgrims are not allowed to visit.
At this time, Ling Yue heard the noisy sound of someone in the Taoist temple. It seemed that there were many people.

Ling Yue's heart moved and she followed the sound and rushed to the back of the Taoist temple. She found a fat butcher with a wrist-tipped knife in his hand, shining with cold light.

When the fat butcher saw a young female crown, his eyes suddenly lit up and he grinned widely. His teeth were as white as a wild beast.
"Who are you! Why did you enter my Feixian Temple without permission!"

Female Crown Ling Yue shouted coldly.

The fat butcher opened his big palm-like hands and grabbed it.

Ling Yue pulled out her long sword with a loud sound, and stabbed it out, as graceful as a swimming dragon!

Ding!
This long sword made of highly refined steel could not pierce the palm of the fat butcher's hand.
In an instant, sparks flew everywhere, as if piercing gold and stone!
Ling Yue's eyes turned cold, she turned her wrist, and several rays of cold light flashed between the lightning and flint, and she stabbed the fat butcher's throat fiercely and quickly.
call!
The butcher didn't dodge, he opened his fingers like steel hooks and grabbed the young female crown directly.

There was a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and the cold wind cut through it like a knife,

boom!
A green light appeared on the young female crown, like a shield, blocking the butcher's big hand.
She has Feixianguan's self-defense weapon on her body, which can resist the demonic power and ghost energy, but the huge force cannot be resolved.

The young female crown flew out with a stern look in her eyes: "Demon!"

Just a moment ago, she sensed a strong demonic power, with a strong blood evil aura, which kept attacking the soul.
The fat butcher sneered: "The disciples of Feixian Temple are indeed difficult to deal with, and they actually have such a level of protective magic weapon on them."

He was not in a hurry to pursue, but stood there with a calm expression.

"There is a demon invasion!"

The young female crown shouted loudly,

There are dozens of disciples in Feixian Temple. Once they hear the call, they can kill them instantly.
But when her voice fell, the surroundings became silent, and no one responded to her at all.
The disciples of Feixian Temple slay demons and demons, and everyone is good at fighting.
In an instant, the young female crown realized something was wrong.
There are heretical masters or evil spirits setting up the illusion!
She was tricked without knowing it!
The young female crown took out a piece of talisman paper from her arms. It was an exorcism talisman written with fine cinnabar mixed with rooster blood. It contained Taoist magic power.
The talisman burned and flew in the air. In an instant, it turned into ashes and dissipated between the sky and the earth.

The surrounding scene was distorted, like water ripples, but it only lasted for a moment before returning to normal.

"not good!"

The young woman's heart sank, the talisman was useless!

call!
A blast of cold air blew by her ears, causing goosebumps to rise on her skin.

"A girl with tender skin and tender flesh, it smells so good."

A cold and old voice sounded,

The young female crown's eyes instantly became trance-like, and her entire body was in a daze. The protective magical weapon on her body was not broken, but her soul was already obsessed in an instant.
Her eyes widened like autumn water, and her body fell limply. She was so limp that she couldn't even muster any strength.
He didn't even have the strength to turn his neck.

After the young woman fell to the ground, she saw a pair of red embroidered shoes with embroidered images of mandarin ducks playing in the water.

The fat butcher smiled and said: "Grandma Hua, thank you for your intervention, otherwise it would be bad for this woman to scream."

He had a fierce look on his face, but his smile was extremely gentle at this moment.

Next to the young woman who fell limply to the ground was an old woman with white hair. She was dressed simply and looked exactly like an ordinary old woman in the mountains.
She just wore a pair of bright red embroidered shoes on her feet and a white camellia on her temples.
The old woman had bright red rouge on her face. When she heard what the fat man said, she laughed and cursed: "Gao Tu, don't talk nonsense to me."

"If you hadn't known that I was here, wouldn't you have rushed to capture this girl?"

The fat butcher smiled and said: "I dare not hide it from my mother-in-law. I am really afraid of hurting this thin-skinned little lady. Yu Xuanzi killed three of my brothers, and now I am the only one left. It is not easy to play with his apprentices. How can I get out?" Such bad breath."

When Yu Xuanzi was mentioned, Granny Hua's face darkened.
"My most beloved grandson was killed by Yu Xuanzi just for eating a few people. I must avenge this enemy and kill everyone in the Feixian Temple!"

Her eyes fell on the young female crown lying on the ground, and she smiled sadly,

"However, if this woman falls into your hands and takes nourishment to survive the battle, I'm afraid it will be worse than death. It doesn't matter if I help you."

The fat butcher cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Don't worry, mother-in-law, I will definitely train this woman hard and make her beg me to kill her."

Then he reached out with his big hand, lifted up the young woman's crown, and carried it on his shoulders, as if she was carrying a lamb to be slaughtered.
The young woman's crown was as if it had fallen into an ice cellar. She remembered who this butcher was!
Master once went down the mountain to kill a group of evil demons who were brothers. This group of demons often kidnapped young women to make up for the harm caused by evil magic.

She was not involved at first, but she only heard the senior brother who returned to the mountain mentioned it.

Unexpectedly, this group of monsters had slipped through the net, and now they came to the door after the death of Master Yu Xuanzi.

The surrounding scene changed, and the young female crown was even more shocked.
The Taoist priest with a pig face, the burly old man with only half his body, the evil ghost with electric eyes and long tongue, and the tutuo with only half of his body,

All of them are filled with demonic auras and evil spirits. You don’t need to look at them, they are all evil demons that eat people.

Toutuo, who only had the upper body of his body, sneered: "Go in and kill all of Yu Xuanzi's disciples in Feixian Temple, cutting off his lineage!"

The figure, whose body was shrouded in mist, and whose gender was difficult to distinguish, said solemnly: "Yes, Yu Xuanzi claimed to be righteous and killed us all. His death today is exactly the retribution he suffered!"

When the young lady saw this group of monsters and monsters, she wanted to shout anxiously,

But her soul was locked by Granny Hua's ecstasy, and she couldn't make a sound no matter what.

In the main hall of Feixianguan, an extremely fierce battle was taking place. Each Taoist disciple held a sword and cast a talisman.
Swordsmanship and Taoism are rising one after another in the main hall, but the demons and monsters in the main hall are too strong.
In the blink of an eye, a young disciple was pierced through the chest and died!
The pig-faced Taoist priest pounced on him, hugged the Taoist priest's corpse and gnawed on the body.
The scene raised eyebrows, but the Feixian Temple disciples present had no spare efforts to save the body of their senior brother.
I'm afraid they won't be able to escape being killed next!

The young woman crowned herself on the fat butcher's shoulder and saw each of her fellow disciples being killed and arrested.

Immediately burned with anger!

As soon as the master died, Feixianguan was faced with the disaster of annihilation!

Suddenly!

A ray of light flew out from the headless golden body of Fairy Xixuan and fell into the young female crown.

The young female crown broke through the ecstasy in an instant, her magic power surged, and the fat butcher's heart trembled.
He suddenly threw the young woman's crown on his shoulders. His cultivation reaction was indeed very fast, and there was a strong demonic power running around him.
The young female crown Ling Yue shouted coldly,
"Excuse the evil!"

His whole aura changed in an instant. He raised his hand and a sharp energy shot out, blowing the head of a heretic monster into pieces!
This incident attracted the attention of the figure shrouded in mist in the hall.

He sneered,
"The golden body was beheaded, but there was still a residual aura."

He disappeared quickly, and when he reappeared, he raised his hand to grab the young woman Guan Lingyue, as fast as lightning,
Ling Yue raised her eyebrows, raised her hand and blasted out another sword energy,
boom!
The sword energy tore through the air, making a heavy explosion that made people's eardrums hurt.

But the figure hidden in the mist seemed unaware. The sword energy fell into the mist around him and disappeared immediately without causing any waves!

The young woman's neck tightened, and she suddenly felt like she was being grabbed.

But there was a five-color brilliance on her body, and her whole body was like a red-hot iron.
Chi Chi Chi!
The figure's palms emitted white smoke and gave off an extremely unpleasant barbecue smell.
"Eh?"

"There is actually a fire spirit body hidden in Feixian Temple!"

The figure in the mist looked a little surprised.
With a body of fire spirit, he is a natural genius who practices fire magic. This kind of physique is extremely rare. It can be said that it is unique.

It's just that Ling Yue's situation is special. Her fire spirit body has not been activated until now.
There is a powerful aura in her body, which is pure and peaceful, and comes from the same origin as the Feixian Guan technique.

Ling Yue suddenly realized that this was the last refuge left by her ancestor, Fairy Xixuan, to her descendants.

This power was dissipating. Ling Yue took a step forward and held the sword secret in her hand. A fine steel sword flew upside down from the ground like in her hand.

This is the sword of the young Taoist priest who was killed earlier. This junior fellow apprentice came from a poor family and was not the first to get started, but his cultivation level was the lowest among the Taoists.
He was doing the cleaning and some menial and heavy work in the temple, but it was not the Taoist priests in the temple who bullied him. On the contrary, his brothers often competed with him to do it.
This Junior Brother Lingshan always has a simple and honest smile on his face, and he practices swordsmanship and Taoism the most diligently.
Master Yu Xuanzi also once said that although Lingshan’s bones are not good, his state of mind is very suitable for cultivating Taoism. If he accumulates a lot of knowledge, in the future, Lingshan may be the first in cultivation in Guanzhong.

but,

Lingshan died today. His chest was pierced by a demonic demon, and his body became the pig-faced Taoist's meal.
People who manage money in Guanzhong always have to spend money. It is often said that after three years in charge of the family, Senior Brother Lingkong, whom even a dog hated, died.
He was originally a knight-errant, but he offended the powerful when he saw injustice. Later, his senior brother Ling Jian, who became a disciple of Feixian Temple, also died.

His head was chopped off with a knife!
Ling Yue has a strong murderous intention in her heart,
It's a pity that the figure hidden in the mist has strong magic power and profound skills.
Even though Ling Yue blessed the remaining incense of Fairy Xixuan's headless golden body,
He is no match for this figure!

Ding!
The sword in her hand broke, and she flew backwards, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood.

The remaining power in the young female crown's body completely dissipated, and she said coldly: "Headmaster of the Wuwei Taoist Sect, he actually pretended to be a heretic demon. Headmaster Tianxu, you are not afraid of being annihilated by the Five Thunders!"

The figure's body shook, the mist on his body twisted, and he sneered: "Little baby, what are you talking about!"

He waved a powerful wave of magic power, and the protective magic weapon of a 30-year-old female crown beside him was shattered.

The Wutong Shen who had been fighting with her suddenly lit up and turned into a black smoke to kill her.
"Sister!"

The young woman Guan Lingyue lost her voice.

The Wutong God is a wild god enshrined in folk temples who specializes in harming women. In this Wutong Temple, Yu Xuanzi asked the ancestor to use his sword to cut off the clay statue.
He came here specifically for revenge today. If the female disciple in the temple falls into his hands, she will definitely be humiliated!
Rumble!
Thunder strikes from heaven!

A bolt of thunder fell out of the air, directly smashing the Wutong God into pieces and disappearing into ashes!
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Both sides of the fight were stunned.
The figure shrouded in the black mist looked up at the sky in shock. Now that the road was cut off... there was still a thunderous killing intent! ?
Above the sky, dark clouds rolled, thunder flashed in them, and the aura was terrifying and domineering,
The thunder method is the supreme sun of heaven and earth. It kills all evil spirits, outsiders, demons and monsters. Those present are all man-eating demons and monsters who kill without batting an eye.
At this time, I was frightened by the power of heaven and earth, and my mind was filled with fear.

The young woman Guan Lingyue has hope in her heart.
There is righteousness in the world!
The disciples of Feixian Temple all raised their heads and looked at the sky.
I found a tall and tall figure hovering in the sky on the clouds, with an ethereal temperament, a rich and handsome figure.

This is a young Taoist with a stern expression and a simple long sword hanging on his waist.

"Bold!"

The voice of the young Taoist was like thunder, and the heaven and earth seemed to be thundering, and the weaker ghosts and monsters were frightened out of their wits.
Rumble!
Five thunders hit the top!

Thunder strikes from heaven!

The sky and the earth are completely white, and thunder is falling. Whether it is the fat butcher who is proficient in body training and can not avoid flying swords, or the old lady Hua who is proficient in ecstasy and illusion,
All died under the thunder!

When everyone regained their vision, they were surprised to find that all the powerful demons and heretics who had broken into Feixian Temple had been killed!

There are no bones left, and the soul flies away!
"Is this the appearance of an immortal!?"

"God bless me Feixianguan!"

"Kill the evil spirits, and the power of God will take the lead!"

Each of the Feixian Temple disciples looked solemn,
They often fight with demons, are proficient in killing Taoism, and their minds are firmer than ordinary Taoist disciples.

At this time, all of them were holding long swords and their hearts were agitated.
A handsome middle-aged Taoist with an immortal spirit fell to his knees, looking extremely painful.

Just now, a powerful aura rose up from his body, resisting the lightning strike from the sky.
It's just that this thunder method was too overbearing and destroyed most of the meridians in his body.

Thunder magic enters the body, causing endless pain.
The young Taoist was Li Yanchu who came to Feixian Temple with his brothers and sisters Ling Yun.
Unexpectedly, I happened to see Feixian Temple being besieged by demons.

Li Yanchu flew into the clouds and landed in front of the middle-aged Taoist, and said coldly: "People who practice Taoism actually associate with demons."

In his words, murderous intentions are revealed,
"Sir, wait a minute, this poor Taoist has something to say!" The middle-aged Taoist kneeling on the ground hissed.

All the disciples of Feixian Temple were shocked. They recognized the middle-aged Taoist.

"Headmaster of the Wuwei Taoist Sect!"

"It turned out to be him!"

The disciples of Feixian Temple were greatly surprised, and voices sounded one after another,
Li Yanchu's eyes became colder and colder, and with one palm strike, the middle-aged Taoist immediately turned into blood mist, leaving no trace of his body.

A Yin Shen flew out, extremely condensed. This was a master of the Yin Shen's great master,

Li Yanchu held his Yin Shen in the palm of his hand and swept away the terrifying magic power one by one.

Taoism!

Soul capture!

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!"

The middle-aged Taoist screamed in agony and was in great pain.
The pain of searching for the soul is like being cut into pieces with a thousand knives.

His evil spirit was shattered, and murderous intent appeared in Li Yanchu's eyes.
He knew the identity of this middle-aged Taoist without the disciples of Feixian Temple telling him.
The leader of the Wuwei Taoist sect in Lingzhou,

Taoist name Tianxu, Yin Shen's peak cultivation level, once lost to Yu Xuanzi in a Tao discussion, and it almost became a knot in his heart.

In particular, Feixian Temple was very popular in Lingzhou, which made Tianxu jealous, so he secretly joined forces with those who had been suppressed and killed by Yu Xuanzi, and came to destroy Feixian Temple. He wanted to vent his bad breath.
In Tianxu's memory, Li Yanchu discovered that many of these evil heretics were not killed because of him.

In some cases, Tianxu invites heretical masters with karma and karma to hide evil intentions, and their intentions can be punished!
Ling Yun and Ling Lin felt extremely sad when they saw the tragic scene in the audience. Li Yanchu took out a bottle of elixir and
"This is a healing elixir. It can save anyone who doesn't die."

"Thank you, Daoist!"

Ling Yun took the elixir. With such effect, it was the best elixir.

Many disciples of Feixian Temple were dying, or were about to die, but the obsession in their hearts was not gone, so they managed to survive.

Unexpectedly, after taking the elixir, his injuries were completely healed in an instant, and he became alive and kicking.

Li Yanchu's eyes fell on the young woman Guan Lingyue, the light of Dharma flashed in her eyes,

"Sure enough, there is still a trace of aura left."

Li Yanchu just felt that there was something mysterious about Ling Yue's aura, and he could see it through the spiritual eye technique.

He waved his hand to take away the scent of the young female crown,
Just now, Ling Yue was poured into the headless golden body of Fairy Xixuan with the remaining power of incense, and her strength surged.
Although the power has dissipated at this time, there is still a little aura of Fairy Xixuan left.

Li Yanchu's magic power was circulating in his body, and he kneaded the magic formula with his hands.

The great divine power of the Gold Medal of Creation was swung on the headless golden body.

An illusory figure appeared from the golden body of Fairy Xixuan. The robes and decorations on her body were the same as the golden body.
After a while, Fairy Xixuan woke up from the chaos and quickly understood the reason for her awakening.

"Thank you fellow Taoist for preserving Feixianguan Taoism."

Li Yanchu nodded slightly,
This was a lingering thought that was about to dissipate after being awakened by his magical power.

The disciples of Feixian Temple were greatly shocked. They did not expect that this young Taoist could awaken their ancestor, Fairy Xixuan.
"Does the fairy know where the head is now?" Li Yanchu asked.

Fairy Xixuan's golden body originally had a strong aroma of incense and fire, which covered her original aura, and even tracking Taoist magic might not be able to track her.
But at this time, Fairy Xixuan's residual thoughts have awakened, and the connection with the golden body and head is very strong. There is a huge cause and effect, and she should be able to sense it.
Sure enough, Fairy Xixuan said in a deep voice: "I know, cutting off the golden body and refining the head is the method of the Immortal slaves. Thousands of years ago, they cut off my body and ruined my immortal way. I didn't expect that these monsters still have inheritance in the human world, and they are planning to make this golden body." Damn your body!"

Li Yanchu didn't know that there was such a connection, so he waved his magic power to cover Fairy Xixuan's remnants.

"Let the fairy lead the way."

Clouds formed under his feet and flew directly to the sky.

The disciples of Feixian Temple looked shocked.
When the young woman Guan Lingyue saw Fairy Xixuan Cannian, her eyes were in a trance, and she felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

But in the blink of an eye, he thought of his fellow disciples who were dead and injured, and he was enveloped in sadness, so he didn't delve into it further.