Mountain dwelling practice: I am a gentle guest in the world

Chapter 717

Seeing Sang Yue coming out, Bai Shuixin and the other two immediately breathed a sigh of relief and surrounded her to the front of the barrier.

"A-Sang, these two have been standing at the bridge for two days." Bai Shuixin tried his best to remain calm and whispered, "They came but didn't say anything. They have bad intentions."

"That's right. I stand there for two days without even opening my eyes. It's scary." Lu Qingzi said with a trembling voice, patting his chest.

Since the day they appeared, the two men stood on the bridge motionless, with their eyes closed, and one of them was holding a mirror in his hand. They were both handsome, with sharp features and a sharp beauty.

His face is stern and he looks intimidating without even getting angry.

When the two of them appeared, Tang Xingzhu had not arrived yet. Bai Shuixin and Lu Qingzi tried several times but couldn't muster up the courage to step forward and ask who the other party was.

I wanted Ah Man's spirit to call Ah Sang, but seeing that the two of them were silent, Ah Sang was refining the elixir to save people, so I tried not to disturb her, so I suppressed my inner anxiety and didn't call her. Then Ah Xing arrived, and she was also startled by the two.

But thinking of Yan Jingchu's instructions, he forced himself to remain calm.

"I've already said that this is the inspector sent by the City Lord's Mansion," Tang Xingzhu explained helplessly, "The Chief of Guards was afraid of a conflict, so he specifically asked me to come back and explain it to everyone. I'll answer all your questions, and do whatever you ask me to do."

What else can we do? Inspector, can the envoy sent by our family be easily provoked?

Although the elders of Yancheng firmly opposed reporting the incident, they could not hide the truth. When they heard that the family members had arrived, they immediately asked their own pharmacists to develop an antidote to save the people.

It would be fine even if Asang came out early, but since the two people in front of them didn't call them out, it was even more impossible for A Shui and others to call them out.

It is hard to predict whether good or bad will come, so just wait one day at a time.

Ah Xing also tried to go forward to confirm the other party's identity, but was blocked by a powerful pressure before he could get close. After that, he did not dare to go forward. It is not so easy for a high-level cultivator to adapt to the natural pressure of a low-level cultivator.

Even if I have the courage to fight against it, I definitely don't have the strength to do so.

Ah Xing and the other two didn't know the other party's cultivation level. They instinctively felt that the other party was not easy to deal with, so they didn't dare to go forward to disturb them. As a result, the two sides remained in a stalemate for two days and two nights.

After hearing this, Sang Yue immediately understood that the other party was here to inquire about the magic implant.

I heard that the two ancestors of the Luqiu family and the Wei family were both at the Nascent Soul stage, so they should not be able to control the Divine Transformation, let alone there were two of them. And the Lord of Yan City couldn't even control the Nascent Soul Alchemist and the Pharmacist, let alone dispatch two Divine Transformation.

This shows that the two of them are under the command of a higher-level powerful being.

The two gods were only inspectors, which showed the Yan family's amazing strength. Or perhaps, were all the aristocratic families so powerful?
"No matter what happens later, don't interrupt or interfere." Sang Yue stared at the two people outside and whispered.

As long as the mountains remain, there will be a day when justice will be restored. He handed the last few bottles of medicine he had refined to Ah Xing, left the barrier under the worried eyes of the three people, stood calmly on the river bank, and crossed his hands in front of him.

This is the etiquette of Yancheng.

Putting both hands in front of the body is a sign of submission from the lower class to the higher class, and this is also the case when ordinary people meet officials. One-handed salute is mostly used by younger people to elders. Holding the fists is a greeting between acquaintances, and is also a popular daily etiquette across the continent.

"Little Xiu Sangyue, greetings to the two elders."

Hearing the voice, the two gods who had been standing at the bridge for two days and two nights finally opened their eyes. Two pairs of glass pupils of different depths fell on the thin figure on the river bank, their eyes were cold and sharp, and the one holding the mirror said slowly:

"Sang Yue is crescent-shaped, look up."

The voice was clear and gentle, as cold and leisurely as that of an immortal king in heaven who was not affected by worldly affairs. Sang Yue could tell that the person who spoke was the incarnation god holding the mirror. In front of the incarnation god, her small golden elixir was really insignificant. But people always want to challenge the strength of high-level masters with their own meager strength.

To put it bluntly, he deserves a beating.

She might not have the chance to meet a master of transformation in this lifetime, so when should she take this opportunity to challenge her own strength? The other party wanted her to look up, and his purpose was to look at the mirror.

As for what the mirror is used for, it is either to collect souls into the mirror or to monitor past and present lives.

Sang Yue raised her head as the other party said, but still kept her eyes down. She thought she could hold on for two seconds, but as soon as she raised her head, she realized that she was enveloped by a strong electric current of spiritual power. Her hair stood on end and her eyes suddenly opened.

The feeling of being out of control all over her body horrified her, but she had no power to resist.

The three people behind her saw her suddenly suspended, her limbs drooping limply, and immediately realized that the two men were attacking her. They were shocked and were about to rush forward to plead and resist, but a powerful pressure came down from the sky and pressed the three people to their knees.

All four were restrained, and the two men did not ask any questions.

The only thing in the whole place that was shining was the mirror, which was fully reflected on the short-haired female cultivator...

At this moment, the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion was filled with solemn silence, unlike the usual relaxed atmosphere. This was because the person sitting high up today was not the good old City Lord Yan, but a young man with a dignified face, sharp eyebrows, and cold eyes.

He was wearing a simple and elegant blue-white robe, sitting on a high seat with full dignity. He placed his hands lightly on his knees, staring coldly at the light curtain in front of him.

The elders of the Yan clan and the powerful men of Yan City standing on both sides of the hall dared not utter a word, and watched with bated breath.

The light curtain is tracing the first half of the life of the short-haired female cultivator, watching her go from being innocent and singing loudly to relieve the suffering of all living beings, to being murdered and having her voice and face destroyed, but still not forgetting to save people from danger, so she was given a mustard seed space to start her life of cultivation.

Watch how she, despite being reviled by the world, still helps people in times of crisis.

Watching her kill her own sister and use her cultivation to repay her parents' kindness in raising her... When seeing this, some people in the hall wanted to take the opportunity to add insult to injury and say that she disregarded the feelings of her siblings and even wanted to use her cultivation to repay her parents' kindness in raising her.

We must know that filial piety is the most important virtue in the world. How can the grace of parents' upbringing be repaid by mere self-cultivation?

Moreover, she killed her own sister in front of her parents, which was equivalent to tearing out her parents' hearts. This was extremely unfilial, and it was not too much to be torn into pieces. First severely injuring her parents, and then giving them the power to restore their youth was a two-for-one.

Therefore, she still has not repaid her parents for their upbringing.

For someone who could disregard even his parents' kindness, why would it be strange for him to create an epidemic to benefit himself? Unfortunately, no matter how scheming the people present were, they couldn't speak when they wanted to.

He could not help but turn pale with horror, knowing that this was someone's trick. He did not want anyone to disturb him from watching the light screen, so he had to give up the idea of ​​adding fuel to the fire with a cold sweat.

But soon, something abnormal appeared in the light curtain again.

When the short-haired girl who was repairing the sky and several of her friends were sucked into the turbulence of the space-time tunnel, a hissing sound of lightning appeared on the light curtain, making it impossible to see what happened next.

This scene made the man sitting in the main seat frown slightly. His Highness's men were eager to speak, but they were unable to do so.

Alas, the great opportunity was missed, and the effect of talking about it later will not be so good.

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