After dinner, the rain and snow were busy cleaning the tableware.

Li Ping'an sat in the main seat and said, "Clear snow, clear rain."

Qingxue and Qingyu paused, and they all looked up at Li Ping'an, with doubts in their eyes.

Li Ping'an said, "You can rest after you clean up! You have something to do for your teacher."

Qingyu asked curiously: "Master, what are you going to do?"

Before Li Ping'an could answer, Qingyu suddenly shouted excitedly: "I understand, is Master going to beat the bad guy? Can I go too?"

Li Ping'an shook his head and said, "No!"

"Ah~Why?" Qingyu said disappointed.

Li Ping'an said: "Because after you go out as a teacher, the Three Pure Landscapes will be protected by you."

Qingxue said sensiblely: "Yes, Master!"

Qingyu immediately shouted excitedly: "Master, don't worry! With my protection, Sanqingguan will definitely be fine."

Li Ping'an nodded and said, "I believe in you, my teacher!" He stood up and walked out.

In the sight of Qingxue and Qingyu, Li Ping'an walked out of the hall and stepped into the wind and snow. When the snowflakes in the sky fell above Li Ping'an's head, they would automatically float to the side, making it difficult to get close to it.

Li Ping'an walked to the Sanqing Hall, took three long incense and bowed to the statue of the Sanqing Dao Ancestor God, and said respectfully: "The Sanqing Dao Ancestor is above. People in this world have committed many murders. The spirits sacrificed in the mountains outside were slaughtered. I don't know how many villages are in danger. I really feel unbearable. I plan to go down the mountain to save all living beings. I also ask Dao Ancestor to bless you so that your disciples will not encounter great monsters, monsters, and demons. I wish you a great fortune to be born in the great Heavenly Lord!"

Li Ping'an inserted three incense sticks into the incense cauldron, picked up the wine bottle under the feet of the Sanqing Daozu, turned around and walked out.

This time, Li Ping'an did not call Qingniu. Now, for those villages without spirit sacrifice, they may encounter ferocious beasts and wild beasts at any time. They will fly faster with swords in the moment of life and death.

Li Ping'an walked out of the Sanqing Temple, and the long sword carrying around his waist jumped out with a clang. In the air, it turned into a door panel and fell to Li Ping'an's feet. Li Ping'an stepped on the flying sword as big as a door panel, sat cross-legged, and the flying sword rose and broke through the air with a loud bang.

In the air, Li Ping'an sat cross-legged on the flying sword, a spiritual rain cover blocked the strong pressure coming from his face, and muttered: "It's better to do this. It feels safer to sit than to stand, and it's easier to grasp the center of gravity."

He looked down at the bottom and said, "Here!" With a thought, the flying sword slowly descended and floated over the Heifeng Village.

In the Heifeng Village Square, even on snowy nights, the bonfire was constantly burning. Two big men were silently adding dry firewood to the bonfire. Depressed crying and irritable roars came from the village house.

Li Ping'an stood up from the flying sword as big as a door panel, raised the whisk and said, "Fusheng Immortal Heavenly Lord!" The voice was heard so loudly, alarming the entire village.

The two big men of Tianchai quickly looked up and saw Li Ping'an floating in the air. A big man subconsciously exclaimed: "Who is it?"

Another big man shouted in surprise: "Master Taoist~"

The man who had called out before suddenly remembered Li Ping'an's identity in his heart, and immediately shouted in surprise: "The Taoist priest is here~ Everyone, come out quickly! It's the Taoist priest."

From the chant that Li Ping'an just said just now, people in the room got up, ran out in disheveled clothes, quickly gathered towards the square.

The old village chief walked to the front tremblingly, knelt on the ground with a bang, and cried with tears: "Master, please make the decision for us!"

The other villagers also knelt down in the snow and cried, "Master, please avenge our spirit sacrifice!"

"Master, please save us!"

“Wow~”

"Master..."

"Master..."

All kinds of prayers were mixed with the cry of children.

Li Ping'an raised his hand and said, "Get up!"

The villagers only felt a powerful force rising from below, and everyone couldn't help but stand up.

The old village chief wiped his tears, looked up at Li Ping'an, and cried, "Master, we died in sacrifice to the spirits so miserable! Since you made the rules, we have never offended anyone again. We are kind to others on weekdays, but for some reason they are sought after revenge?!"

The thin middle-aged man standing next to the village chief covered his mouth and coughed twice, and said hatred: "It must be the remnant of the Wolf King Village, it must be that they have found helpers to come to take revenge."

Li Ping'an glanced at him and said heavily: "I have asked my disciples to investigate this matter. No matter who dares to kill innocent people indiscriminately, I will not let them go."

The village elder said in tears: "Thank you, Master!"

The villagers also shouted, "Thank you, Master!"

"Thank you, Master!"

"The Taoist priest, beg you to save us!"

"Master, how can we live this winter without sacrificing the spirit!"

...

The villagers begged to look at Li Ping'an, with fear and lifelong desire in their eyes.

Li Ping'an held the wine bottle and said, "I came for this."

All the villagers were shocked, and a wave of hope suddenly arose in their desperate hearts, as if a bright light was lit in the darkness.

The village was looking at Li Ping'an for a long time and stammered and said, "Master, will you stay?"

Li Ping'an shook his head and said, "There are more than you who have been massacred this time."

He turned his head and looked into the depths of the mountains and said, "I don't know how many villages like you are slaughtered in this mountain range. They are always in danger. I have to see them one by one."

A trace of disappointment flashed in the village chief's eyes, and then he looked at Li Ping'an.

Li Ping'an turned around, split a trace of divine thought into the bottle, selected a ghost holding a broken sword in his hand, and flicked the bottle with his finger and said, "When will you wait until you don't leave now?"

A black air flew out from the mouth of the bottle and fell in front of Li Ping'an and turned into a soul holding a broken sword in his hand. A trace of ghost energy rose all over his body.

All the villagers below changed their faces, and they looked at the ghost holding the broken sword in fear.

The ghost glanced around and noticed that Li Ping'an immediately knelt in the air, lowered his head and said respectfully: "Gourmet to the heavenly beings~"

Li Ping'an nodded and asked, "What's your name?"

The ghost said respectfully: "The little ghost was called An Han during his lifetime!"

Li Ping'an looked at the villagers of Heifengzhai on the ground and said, "From today, he will be your new sacrifice spirit. You need to build a ancestral hall to worship."

The old village chief looked at the ghost An Han in fear. Although he was afraid, he felt more secure in his heart. He said gratefully: "Yes! Thank you priest~"

Li Ping'an looked at An Han and said, "It is also your merit to protect the villagers here. I promised that I will have some luck in the future and will not forget your kindness to protect you."
Chapter completed!