Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 339 Removing Moths ([-])

The monk in blue took a step forward carelessly, and when he said this, several monks from the Green Pond Sect looked over one after another. Li Xuanfeng frowned slightly, and had no choice but to hold his bow and draw the string.

Most of these cultivators are Yuan Wufeng disciples, it's not been a day or two to play games with this group of people, Fei Yi and other cultivators have always been submissive, and they looked at Li Xuanfeng anxiously upon hearing this.

"Boom..."

Li Xuanfeng remained silent, raised the golden longbow in his hand, exhaled and let out a sound, the golden brilliance converged, intertwined and knotted, forming a golden-white arrow.

His eyes reflected the ragged figure, the longbow in his hand was full of vigor, the slave soldier paused in the air, as if a warning signal had been raised, and looked back.

The cultivator's eyesight was astonishing, and the two looked at each other hundreds of meters away. When Li Xuanfeng met the man's eyes full of resentment, he felt familiar for a while, his heart moved slightly, and his hands loosened.

The arrow blazed brightly, crossing the sky like a shooting star, and headed straight for the man. It arrived in an instant, and hit the back of the man's heart. The slave soldier fell crookedly like a bird with a broken wing.

"it is good!"

The green-clothed monk laughed, staring at the golden-white light arrow flashing brilliantly across the sky, and said bluntly:
"This arrow is fast enough."

He has an obscene appearance, with roe-headed mouse eyes, and he wears the elegant green clothes abruptly to give a sense of obscenity, and he laughs, attracting everyone to look sideways.

The taller person in front of him, Yushu Linfeng, with a high nose bridge, looked at the laughing man with disgust, and said coldly:

"He's not dead!"

Fei Yihe on the side waited for a long time, then smiled flatteringly, and said respectfully:
"Shangxian doesn't know, my brother's bow technique is special, as long as he is hit by this arrow, he will be possessed by stellar energy, and it will turn into blood in less than three quarters of an hour."

The leading disciple from Qingchi was tall, a head taller than Fei Yihe, his gaze stayed on Fei Yihe's face for a moment, and he suddenly waved his sleeves.

"Snapped!"

This slap made Fei Yihe take a step back, covered his face and repeatedly confessed his sins, the tall and tall man in the lead suddenly turned around, with a tyrannical face, and kicked the squatting deer-headed man.

"Boom."

The deer-headed man was unprepared, he ate the kick firmly, was kicked a foot away by the brother of the same school, and rolled on the ground a few times in embarrassment.

"Brother!"

The sudden kick of the tall man startled all the disciples of Qingchi behind him, and the monks of the aristocratic family also looked at each other in blank dismay. They didn't know why these disciples of Xianzong had another internal strife, and they all lowered their heads, not daring to speak.

"Senior brother! No way, senior brother!"

A group of Qingchi disciples rushed up to persuade, but the deer-headed man didn't know it, patted the footprints on the Taoist robe, and said cheerfully:

"Senior Brother Ning's kick can be regarded as precise, and he has the demeanor of taking off his shoes and throwing people back then."

Senior Brother Ning took a step forward with a ferocious expression on his face. His tall stature abruptly shrouded the thin deer-headed man in his shadow. He picked up his skirt, pulled his head in front of him, and gritted his teeth:

"Deng Yuzhi...you'd better be a real dandy and naughty, or you'd better be really insane by kung fu, just pretend like this for the rest of your life, and someday I'll catch you, and I'll let you know that I'm a long-term punishment Feng's method!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the deer-headed man on the ground with a plop, shook his robe, stepped forward with jade boots painted with gold threads, and said softly:
"go!"

Senior Brother Ning seemed to be of high status. After saying this, all the disciples from Qingchi dared not speak up for Deng Yuzhi. They silently followed Senior Brother Ning with their heads down and headed for the city.

Only Deng Yuzhi was left covered in dust, with disheveled hair, lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment, and all the people could only pretend not to see, and hurriedly responded to the enemy.

"What a temper."

Deng Yuzhi got up unhurriedly, took a trick to pat the dust off his body, muttered for a while, looked at Li Xuanfeng who was holding his bow in meditation, and cursed:

"It's really useless! It's hard to live up to the reputation, and you're not afraid of causing trouble?!"

So he turned around like this and jumped towards the city, leaving a group of people looking at each other in blank dismay.

"These words... seem to mean something else."

Li Xuanfeng stared at Deng Yuzhi's disappearing figure, thoughtfully:
"I seem to have seen this person before. When he came to my house to recruit, he had a long talk with the ancestor... I am afraid that the scene just now also involved many internal struggles in the Qingchi..."

He withdrew his gaze, and the boy's expression when he looked back always appeared in his mind. He touched the longbow in his hand and thought to himself:

"My arrow is strong but it's just a show. The enemy of the Qingchi sect is our friend. It's never wrong to keep favors."

Li Xuanfeng is currently at the peak of Qi training, and speaking of it, his cultivation level is far higher than that of the young Qingchi disciples, not to mention that he has never seen anyone who is better than him in the field of string control, so he can naturally hide this group of Qingchi disciples.

He carried the longbow on his back, looked at the slowly receding beast tide, turned his head to look at Fei Yihe, and said:

"How is it?"

"nothing!"

Fei Yiping slapped him for no reason, the blood at the corner of his mouth had been wiped off secretly, and the red marks on his face had slowly disappeared, he only said warmly:

"It's mermaid meat, so just slap it and eat it, it doesn't matter."

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Dongshan Yue.

The main hall of Mulu City is resplendent and resplendent, with dim lights rippling on the walls, reflecting dark shadows like ghosts and ghosts, constantly jumping.

Tian Zhongqing put away the wooden slips in hand, and the servants below hurried up and said respectfully:

"My lord! A group of nobles came forward again, wanting to defend Li Jiman to the throne... They said that it was the day agreed upon in the agreement, and there should be no further delay."

"Bring it up."

Tian Zhongqing sighed, took the watch handed over by the servant, raised the pen and drew a few circles on it.

At present, Tian Zhongqing is acting as Shanyue temporarily, and he keeps sketching with ocher-red brushstrokes. Dongshanyue originally used vermilion in his criticisms, but it was changed in recent years.

After all, the main vein of the Li family used vermilion as a commentary, and the Clan Zhengyuan used a darker red color to show it under the main vein. After hearing the news, Moli quickly changed his own commentary to a darker ocher color, and kept on Still in use.

"Tell them to change these inappropriate words and sentences, and send them up in a few days!"

Tian Zhongqing found a random reason to send them away, feeling secretly apprehensive.

"It's not that I, Tian Zhongqing, want to overwhelm you all... It's the master's idea... How can I get Li Jiman to take over without finishing killing a group of nobles?"

He sighed secretly in his heart, looking at the main hall in front of him, the lower head was covered with golden decorations, which was quite moving. He also held the throne for more than half a year, and he was almost greedy for this high position.

The lights in the inner hall danced, dimly shrouded in many jade and gold wares. This hall was Mu Jiaoman's palace back then, and it was built resplendently, and it was passed to the hands of Li Mu, which reduced a lot of use. Spend.

Later, if Concubine Li launched a coup, the carriages of the Li family drove into the palace, blood was smeared on the palace steps, and the nobles scrambled to slaughter the royal family to please the Li family.

"Feng Shui turns around... soon the blood of these nobles will be splashed..."

Tian Zhongqing dazedly looked at the golden and red piece, which seemed to be blood, and suddenly woke up in his heart, put away his thoughts, but saw a jingle outside the hall, and a burly man came in.

This man was eight feet tall, with thick eyebrows, and a burly figure. He held a pumpkin sledgehammer in one hand. He looked like a gangster running from the road. He was about to throw a pumpkin to smash him into a pulp in the next second.

Tian Zhongqing quickly jumped up from the top, rushed down to meet him, and said with a smile:

"Brother Wen! How did you get here? Could it be that the Patriarch came here in person?"

"Uncle Tian misunderstood."

Li Wen's appearance is fierce, but his temperament is gentle, and he answered in a muffled voice:
"The family has already dispatched Yuting Guards to guard various places in the city. The Patriarch said that the net can be collected, so he asked me to hold the line."

"Good good!"

Tian Zhongqing chuckled, and said flatteringly:

"Brother Wen, what does the Patriarch have to say?"

Li Wen nodded and replied:

"The head of the family has agreed, and if this matter is over, the children of the Tian family can return to the Twelve Towns."

"Good! Good!"

Tian Zhongqing was overjoyed at once, since his Tian clan was driven to Shanyue to balance the situation, he was looked down upon by the Dongren more and more, thinking that he was in the company of Shanyue, and it was very uncomfortable in the wave of people worshiping the East.

The disciples of the Tian family have a high status in Shanyue, but they are inferior in Lijing Town. Although they have two Qi training monks in their family, they have no main line to fight, and most of them are secretly despised by others.

His eldest son only went to Lijing Town once, and he didn't know the drinking games in the town.

What's more, in this mountainous place far away from the master's family, Tian's family is the most powerful among foreign surnames, Tian Zhongqing is walking on the edge of burning coals, and he is worried every day...

Now that I got Li Yuanping's promise, I was overjoyed immediately, and even the depression of offending Li Jiman and other nobles by making a knife for the Li family was all gone, and I said coldly in my heart:

"I was worried about how to get a foothold in Shanyue in the future, so let's kill it! I killed my head, and I patted my ass and left. Who cares about how many local snakes you are?"

As soon as the order was passed down, all the armor in the palace started to move, clanging and clanging, the gate of the palace opened wide, and a car and horse drove out of the palace, riding on the newly built road.

"Rumble..."

There was a thunderous explosion among the neighbors, and the people in Shanyue woke up from their dreams, raised their heads, and were at a loss.

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In the other corner of Mulu Town, cups of wine were intertwined, and the singing was overwhelming. Li Jiman sat on the top with a stinky face, watching the nobles below singing loudly, feeling depressed.

"It's a barbarian after all... What are these things?"

There is no wine to throw into the pot, nor poetry orders. Li Jiman has exhausted all the tricks he has learned, and he can only drink after singing, which makes him feel very uncomfortable.

Just as he was thinking about it, a member of the next clan came forward drunkenly, smiled and said drunkenly:

"Your Majesty, you said that Li Yuan has a pale face every day, and looks like he is dying soon... Isn't there going to be a change in time?"

Li Jiman's face suddenly changed, he was already familiar with the main line, and he was always proud of it, and was let off by Li Yuanping, the gratitude and respect in his heart was beyond words, how could he hear such words?

What's more, the experience of being used by the Tian family when he thought no one knew about it last time is still vivid in his memory. Li Jiman was suddenly terrified and furious.

"Pooh!"

Li Jiman threw the wine glass in his hand at this man's head and face, and immediately hit him with a bright red face, and rolled down with a thud, Li Jiman scolded:

"Okay you daredevil!"

There was a sudden silence in the hall, and Li Jiman hurriedly stood up, cursing as if explaining to someone:

"That's a tiger walking like a disease, an eagle standing like a sleeper, you despicable people, how can you be safe?"

As soon as his words fell, a group of people knelt down one after another, and the sluggish music stopped, and a needle could be heard in the courtyard, Li Jiman listened, and his heart skipped a beat:
"Why is there the sound of weapons colliding?!"

As soon as he said this, everyone in the lower group still looked at each other, but heard a scream.

"Whoa!"

A group of soldiers and horses in white armor broke through the door, armed with swords, looking solemn, and filed in on their own. Suddenly, several clans jumped up and cursed:

"Who are you, but where is this place? An dare to be presumptuous here!"

The group of white-armored soldiers ignored them. Several clans with cultivation bases wanted to resist, but they were suppressed by the leader with two moves. Seeing the clans being controlled one by one, Li Jiman was stunned. Looking at it, it's unbelievable:
"Yu Tingwei?"

There were only muffled murmurs and cries for mercy in the hall, and Li Jiman only had time to ask a few words, and the crowd was already pushed out like a whirlwind. He walked down blankly, and suddenly became a polished commander.

Fortunately, Yu Tingwei, the leader in the middle, was quite polite, and gently cupped his hands and said:

"Young master, offended."

"This is…"

Li Jiman's family property was suddenly robbed, as if he was suddenly ransacked while walking on the street, he couldn't react, and it took a few breaths before he uttered two words.

The person in front of him slowly arched his hands, his eyes were bright, and he waved his hands behind him, all the Yuting guards retreated, leaving only two people, and then said:
"Returning to your son, the Tian family handed over a cart full of criminal evidence to the main courtyard of the clan, including all the clans of Shanyue, and the villain was ordered to collect it."

"Tian family?!"

Li Jiman woke up suddenly, and only then did he understand why the master's family suddenly became so heartless, his eyes turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"It seems that the Tian family has been plotting for a long time, I don't know how many years, they want to kill all my followers, so that I can be a puppet to stamp!"

"But now that the Tian clan dominates the mountains, without the restraint of the nobility... I'm afraid there will be serious trouble! Patriarch... No, Patriarch!"

Holding his robe, he hurriedly walked up to him. After hearing his words, the Yuting guard seemed to be a little hesitant, and said in a low voice:

"This is absolutely impossible, brother, why don't you go and ask the Patriarch... I heard that he intends to call back the Tian family, but the Tian family has always refused to do so, so they stayed in Shanyue."

"Ah! Thank you, brother!"

When Li Jiman heard the news for the first time, he was overjoyed, his face was flushed, his eyes were bloodshot with excitement, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"Yes, as long as the Tian family withdraws from Shanyue and returns to the town, everything will be solved! No matter what, we must persuade the Patriarch... Let the Tian family withdraw from Shanyue and return to the twelve towns!"

How could he be willing to be a puppet after studying the art of governing the country for more than ten years at home?Now that he had made up his mind, he quickly put on his shoes and rushed out of the hall in a hurry.

This Yu Tingwei looked quite moved, seeing his anxious look hesitated for a moment, couldn't help reminding:

"Brother! I heard that the Patriarch has been troubled by Shanyue's spiritual objects for many years, and I asked Yu Tingwei to investigate several times. If you are interested, you can start here!"

Li Jiman's eyes lit up immediately, the news came like timely rain, which made him quite happy, he rushed out of the hall while nodding, stopped suddenly, turned around and said:

"Brother, you helped me a lot today, I wonder if you can leave your name?!"

The Yu Tingwei chuckled and replied:

"Chen Mufeng, the villain, has only returned home from Fangshi in the past few days, and he needs a lot of care from you from now on."

"Chen Mufeng."

Li Jiman chewed the name for a while, and secretly remembered it in his heart. Before he had time to say more, he just thanked him and rushed out in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)