"It's just a childish heart." Ren Xian sat upright, immersed himself in a "quiet" temperament, and put down the wine cup: "I can only say that he has experienced too few things and does not know that people's hearts are sinister."

Sima Wuji shook his head: "Even if he is really a childish heart, he should know that he is facing a dead end now. It seems that this person is as cruel as I had previously speculated, and he is not as eager as he is."

Richie did not answer the conversation and took a sip of wine.

"Ren Xian, that Zhou Zhihao, did you find out where he is now?"

When Sima Wuji mentioned the three words "Zhou Zhihao", his eyes suddenly became hot, and he immediately showed a hint of regret: "Within ten moves, defeating the monk in Kong Temple with one knife, he can barely deserve the third place in the Qingxian List... He is really a good opponent."

"From the beginning of the battle, he endured it until he discovered the murderous intent of the monk in the Kong Temple, and now he disappeared without a trace. This person is not only mysterious, but also a person with high intelligence according to his words and deeds. But after that night, he seemed to have disappeared and there was no news." Richie Richie said lightly.

"If it weren't for this, how could he inherit the Tianri Fierce Sword? Although his sword skills were completely opposite to those of the Love River Sword Demon in the past, both of them were born out of nowhere. I heard that the grandsons of the Tianxing Dao Society were also looking for him, and Ning Tianxing's grandson even issued a reward order to find Zhou Zhihao and reward one million Yin coins." Sima Wuji sneered: "No one of those grandsons can really fight except Ning Tianxing, and they all like to use some conspiracies. I think that Zhou Zhihao is also a arrogant person by nature. Even if Ning Tianxing comes forward personally, he may not join the Tianxing Dao Society."

Sima Wuji paused, and at some point a black and shiny pill appeared in his hand, and he gently played with it: "His he still didn't appear?"

"No news." Richie Richie looked at the top six-turn Dharma Body Creation Pill in Sima Wuji's hand: "Except for hundreds of pills flowing into the Tianqi Jing, there were no clues left, as if they had never appeared."

"A Zhou Zhihao, a mysterious master of alchemy. As long as my Tianxing Dao Society can obtain one of them, I can completely overwhelm the Xingtian Dao Society. I have issued an invitation order from a fifth-grade Taoist official, but that person still refuses to show up. Could it be that he still looks down on the fifth-grade title? This young marshal is only a fourth-grade one." Sima Wuji sighed.

At this moment, the two of them moved their ears at the same time, and they heard the sound of breaking through the air coming from the other side of the lake shore.

"The murder group is here." Ren Xian put down his chopsticks.

"It's time for us to show up, too." Sima Wuji smiled slightly, and the baby-sized fire gourd hung around his waist, and stood up: "Although Luo Chuan is a little tender, he still has some potential. First settle Chen Luo for him, and then give him a few middle-third-grade healing pills. He will definitely cry out of gratitude and will surely be loyal to Xingtian Dao Society in the future."

"I hope so." Ren Xian did not express his opinion. After his words, the person appeared outside the building.

"This guy is always like a pool of stagnant water. One day I realize the ultimate of 'quiet', and the ranking of the top nine in the Qingxian List has to be changed." Sima Wuji smiled, his eyes as hot as ever, but a trace of silence appeared: "Where is my ultimate?"

On the east bank of the lake, in front of the dilapidated attic, Luo Chuan turned his head and looked at the black lights that emitted powerful aura.

In a blink of an eye, the black light fell near and turned into five monks in black robes. Each of the five monks held a pitch-black magic submission ruler in their hands, and the one-meter-long magic submission ruler blade flowed. The cold and heartless aura emanated, and it condensed into a thin ice-like elixir in the air.

The third level of true elixir, the Dao Dan realm!

Luo Chuan made a quick judgment in his heart.

That night on Tianyin Long Street, he narrowly defeated the monk in Kong Temple with one move, but he relied on the long sword of the sky. Otherwise, his elixir would definitely not withstand the blow of Dangang.

But the Sky Long Dao must not show up, otherwise his identity as Zhou Zhihao will be exposed. Once exposed, it will definitely cause many unnecessary troubles.

Luo Chuan thought in his heart.

His eyes fell on the group of monks who were not aware of life and death. The monks in black robe looked gloomy: "What happened?"

Swish!

Everyone's eyes pointed at Luo Chuan.

The five black-robed monks turned their heads at the same time, and the five cold eyes poured out with unknown amount of blood were facing Luo Chuan.

"Did you do it?" the monk in black robe asked expressionlessly.

"Not bad." Luo Chuan did not deny it.

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the monk in black robe.

Although the twelve supervisory monks were only small characters in the supervisory Taoist temple, they all had the first-level cultivation level of the True Pill. This young man wearing a linen robe seemed ordinary, but he could torture the twelve monks of the same level into this death-like appearance by one person, which was enough to show his outstanding strength.

The surprise only stayed for a moment and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

clang!

The magic ruler suddenly shot into the ground.

"Article 29 of the Daxia ban Law. If the monks below the sixth rank and disobey the supervisory monks, they do not need the imperial edict, and they will be detained on the spot! Those who are white-body disobey the supervisory monks, they will not need the imperial edict, and they will be whipped on the spot! If the monks below the sixth rank and dare to resist, they will be injured and removed from the supervision cultivator on the spot! Those who are white-body will resist and execute them on the spot!"

"As the law enforcement envoy of the Daxia Supervision and Daoyao Supervision and Daoyuan, I exercise the law enforcement power of the Tianqijing on behalf of Your Majesty! You not only resist, but also seriously injure the supervisory monk. According to the Daxia ban law, you cut into pieces and throw away the corpse in Yinchuan!"

"Your Majesty is kind and has a vast kindness. Before the execution, you will be allowed to say a last word."

Whenever the word "Your Majesty" is mentioned, the law enforcement monks will bow to the sky.

After saying three sentences, the demon-subduing ruler was raised and pointed at Luo Chuan from a distance. The law enforcement monk said lightly: "A last word, think clearly before saying it."

In Chen Luo and the second young master Ning's joking gaze, Luo Chuan raised his head and looked at the law enforcement monk. His lips moved and he didn't say a word for a while.

The onlookers waited curiously. Although the laws of the Daxia Dynasty were strict and there were many restrictions on white-body monks, there was a tradition. No matter who it was, from princes and nobles to white-body monks, and even the evil evil demons who were so guilty, they were allowed to leave a last word before the execution.

Those last words were varied and many of them were passed down to the Age of Qi Jing City and became jokes that monks talked about.

Although the young monk in front of him was unknown, he could understand the sound attack skills at a young age. He almost committed the world to seriously injured twelve supervisory monks. Everyone was curious about what last words he would say.

The black-robed monk looked at Luo Chuan again and whispered: "The emperor's kindness is great, you should think about it too. Tell me."

Luo Chuan shook his head: "Don't say it."

It seemed like a cold wind was floating from the other side of the lake. The monks onlookers felt a faint cold sweat on their foreheads. Many people stared at Luo Chuan carefully, thinking that this young man had not yet recognized the status quo. He thought he was just kidding him.

With a puff, Young Master Ning Er couldn't help laughing: "It's interesting, is this person still unwilling to face reality?"

Chen Luo did not answer and looked at Luo Chuan mockingly, feeling very depressed. Why was he scared by him that day? It was so embarrassing.

The monk with a black robe looked as if he was ashen and stared at Luo Chuan: "Is this your last words? OK, OK, OK, I will think you said it."

After the words came, the black-robed monk shook his wrist and the Dan Gang extended from the magic ruler. The energy was activated and the murderous intent was pouring out. The onlookers couldn't help but take a step back.

Luo Chuan was about to speak when the voice of Wuju people came from his ears.

"Sir, please do it slowly, Luo Chuan is understandable!"

Sun Zhong leaned across the center and shouted: "Sir, please take a look! All of this is a plan set by others. I have to use the hands of several adults to remove Luo Chuan!"

"Rareless! There is no place for you to speak here!" The black-robed monk looked stern and his murderous eyes were full of murderous intent: "You, do you want to disobey the ban?"

Sun Zhongyuan and Wu Juren are only at the fourth level of foundation building, but they can withstand the murderous intent of the third level of the True Pill. Their body trembles violently, their muscles are tight, and their blue veins are exposed.

Luo Chuan took a step forward to block the murderous intent.

"Dare you still dare to resist?" Chen Luo's sneer suddenly sounded.

Luo Chuan raised his head and looked at Chen Luo. A trace of murderous intent suddenly arose from the bottom of his heart.

"What a courage!"

Seeing Luo Chuan resist, the five black-robed law enforcement officers all changed their color. As law enforcement officers who monitor the Taoist slaughter group, they had a transcendent status in Tianqijing. Although their rank is only eighth, even if the sixth-rank Taoist officials see them, they will nod and bow, and speak cautiously, for fear that one of them will accidentally offend them.

But at present, a little white monk first injured the inspector monk in public, but did not take the last words seriously. In the end, he dared to resist.

bass!

The five demon-subduing rulers were filled with elixirs at the same time, and quickly rushed out and slashed towards Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan suddenly turned his face and looked at the crowd in the distance.

Almost as soon as he turned his head, two figures walked out of the crowd.
Chapter completed!