Seeing that the four forces hiding in the darkness all appeared, Batulu looked at Taoist Lin nervously and said, "Master, they are all masters, and the lowest one is also blue Qi cultivation."

I don’t know how Batulu saw the spiritual energy cultivation of the four people. He only remembered that Chen Liqiu once said that spiritual energy cultivation was divided into nine levels from low to high, Dong Shen, Gao Xuan, and Sheng Xuan to refine Qi.

At the initial stage, the aura colors are light red, red, and dark red respectively.

Dongxuan, three holes, and the big hole are the intermediate levels of refining qi and transforming into gods. The colors of the aura are light blue, blue, and dark blue respectively.

Jushan, Dongyuan, and Taixuan are high-level people who have refined their spirits and returned to the void. Their aura colors are lavender, purple, and dark purple respectively.

Taoist priest Lin raised his hand to Batulu, indicating that he didn't need to be nervous.

The nun hiding in the mountains to the north was closer and was the first to arrive.

At this time, the bright moon was in the sky. Although she had no spiritual energy cultivation, she could still clearly see the figure and appearance of the person who came. This nun was about thirty-five or sixty-six years old, with beautiful features, plump figure, and a height of five feet and seven inches.

, wearing a scarlet cassock with moiré patterns and gold trim.

The nun was originally a monk, but except for the hair on her head, there was no trace of a monk in her body. Not only was her eyebrows full of charm, the lining of her cassock was also tied very low, and her shoulders were half exposed, which was dazzling to the eyes.

"Amitabha, Taoist Priest Lin, I haven't seen you for several years, do you still remember the poor nun?" the nun asked with a charming smile.

Taoist priest Lin smiled lightly, "Of course I remember that you are Master Ji Le'an Ruyue."

"Keke, Taoist Lin has a good memory, and he is just a poor nun." Nun Ruyue laughed and showed her teeth, her behavior was quite unrestrained.

Then came the ambush troops who were dormant in the Western Mountains, or to be precise, the leaders of the ambush troops. None of these four people came alone, each of them was accompanied by followers and helpers.

"Luo Yangzi, you have done many evil things, and today is the day you die." The speaker was about forty years old, with a medium build, a square face, rather luxurious clothes, and held an iron fracture fan in his hand.

"We haven't seen you for many days, but Master Feng's temper is still so hot." Nun Ruyue said with a smile.

"Huh, this villain doesn't know how to love himself. He digs graves and digs graves. He is full of evil and everyone can find it and kill him." The middle-aged man glared angrily.

I saw this person speaking evil words and slandering me.

, Chen Liqiu curled his lips and snorted, "Fuck, who the hell are you?"

Chen Liqiu's words were extremely sharp. When the middle-aged man heard it, he suddenly became furious and said, "Little bastard, please listen carefully, I am Feng Bufan of Jinding Villa."

"Jinding Villa? I've never heard of it," Chen Liqiu pretended to be confused and looked at the people around him, "Have you heard of it?"

Everyone knew that he was deliberately angry with Feng Bufan, so they all shook their heads.

Feng Bufan snorted angrily, with a fierce look on his face, "Huh, the owner of this village hates evil so much that the culprit cannot escape. Even if he is an accomplice, this owner of the village will not let him go."

"You hate evil like a hater," Chen Liqiu said without fear. "You know what you are here for. It's just that you want to be a coward, but you insist on covering yourself up. How hypocritical."

Chen Liqiu's words made Feng Bufan blush. He was so angry that he didn't even say hello. He turned around and struck Chen Liqiu directly in the chest.

Batulu and Chen Liqiu were carrying a wooden box together. They were close to each other. When they saw Feng Bufan taking action, they shouted and waved their fists to greet him.

The fists and palms met, and blue energy seemed to flash on Feng Bufan's head, while a light red energy flashed on Batulu's head. After a muffled sound, both parties took a step back.

This time I have gained some insights. It turns out that a person who practices Qi will have his complexion appear when he activates his spiritual energy. However, he has not yet cultivated his spiritual energy, so he cannot see very clearly. In the future, as his spiritual energy improves, he will surely

Can see more clearly.

This time the fists and palms met, it seemed that the two sides were tied, but in fact it was not the case. The loser was undoubtedly Batulu. Even though he had the indestructible power of the Vajra to protect his body, Feng Bufan's palm also made his internal organs tremble and his breathing became difficult.

But what is embarrassing is that Feng Bufan, who has a dignified three-hole cultivation and blue aura, is even on a par with the light red aura.

He was about to take action again to regain his face, but a big fat man holding a brass abacus fell in the middle of the field, standing between him and Batulu, "Hey, hey, don't do anything, peace will make you money, and peace will make you wealth."

"Humph." Feng Bufan waved his sleeves angrily.

"Good Kung Fu," Ruyue Nun's eyes were shining and she asked Batulu with a smile on her face, "Hero, what kind of Kung Fu did you use? You are so domineering and fierce."

For some unknown reason, Batulu has always had a strong repulsion towards women. When he saw Ruyue approaching with a shy face, he frowned and waved his hands, "Get out of here, you hairless baldhead."

Nun Ruyue was not angry even after being scolded. She giggled and said, "How do you know I have no hair? Not on my head, but not anywhere else?"

Although Ruyue Nun was a licentious woman, Chen Liqiu and others did not curse her because she made no secret of her evil behavior. Although she was a bad person with bad conduct, she was somewhat magnanimous.

While Ruyue nun was teasing Batulu, the fat man holding an abacus in his hand bowed his hand to Feng Bufan, and then raised his hand to greet Taoist Lin, "This is Taoist Lin, whose name I have admired for a long time is like thunder in my ears. I am Song Bao, from Meng Dong's family."

I think highly of him, and he is currently the shopkeeper on the second floor of Taiping Inn."

"Shopkeeper Song." Taoist priest Lin raised his hand.

Seeing Taoist Lin's cold attitude, Song Bao put a smile on his face and said, "Taoist Lin, please don't misunderstand me. I'm just passing by and will never be unreasonable."

Before Director Lin could answer, the last person also fell into the field. He must be about fifty, with a slender figure and a long donkey face. He was holding a shiny dog-beating stick in his hand and wore a

It is a blue cloth robe with many yellow cloth patches on the chest.

These yellow cloth patches seemed to be a symbol of the Beggar Clan's status. The man they killed from Yuzhou had three yellow cloth patches on his chest, but this man actually had seven yellow cloth patches on his chest.

"Lin Dongyang, you are so vicious that you actually framed and slandered us, causing us to be surrounded and hunted down by the government." The visitor was furious.

Daochang Lin gave the visitor a cold look and did not answer.

The fat man Song Baodui stepped forward with a smile, "Gongsun Protector, calm down, calm down, there must be a misunderstanding in this."

"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?" The beggar angrily hit the ground with his dog-beating stick, "If we don't cut this abandoned disciple into thousands of pieces, Gongsun Chengwei will be sorry for the beggar gang.

Those brothers who died."

"Hey, donkey face, can you be reasonable?" Chen Liqiu couldn't help but say, "If the beggars didn't steal our things, why would so many things happen?"

Gongsun Chengwei was the left guardian of the Beggar Clan. He had never been teased like this before. Hearing Chen Liqiu's words, he became furious. "Little Zha San, who are you scolding?"

"He didn't scold you," Taoist Lin said calmly. Just when everyone thought that Taoist Lin was going to compromise, they didn't expect him to have another sentence, "You do have a donkey face."

Gongsun Chengwei said to Bullfighting angrily, "You are still trying to use your words when you are about to die. I won't even leave you a whole body today."

"I didn't want to leave the whole body." Lin Daochang said expressionlessly.

"Come, I'm here to learn your Five Thunder Palm." Gongsun Chengwei took a few steps back and opened up his stance.

At this moment, Song Bao came over to be the peacemaker again, "Hey, Protector Gongsun, we have something to discuss, why bother wielding a sword or a stick? You see, Taoist Lin doesn't look very good. He seems to be injured."

, if we take action at this time, even if we win, we will still win without force."

No one likes to rush forward to seek benefits for others, and Gongsun Chengwei is no exception. After hearing what Song Bao said, he walked down the slope and turned sideways.

While several people were talking to Taoist Lin, Nun Ruyue had been trying to talk to Batulu, and everyone present knew her intention in talking to Batulu. Batulu only had the cave god cultivation level and a light red aura.

, can actually hold hands with Feng Bufan, who has three holes of blue energy, there must be a magical blessing behind it.

Baturu hated her very much, and he would almost curse her whenever she said something to her. However, she was not angry and still tried to find out.

Who is Nun Ruyue? She has read countless people and is well-informed. She soon discovered that Batulu was upright and a bit dull. She did not ask questions directly, but took the wrong approach. "If I am not wrong, what did you use?"

It should be the legendary Buffalo Kung Fu.”
Chapter completed!