"The sword energy traverses 30,000 miles, and the sword light shines in the nineteen states."

Fang Ming turned around and sang the sword for a long time.

"Sword...Sword Light..." The Taoist at the end opened his mouth wide and could hardly believe it.

This is the highest level of a swordsman. It is rumored that one sword can break all the methods, and it has always existed only in legends. Unexpectedly, it will be seen today.

The Taoist was both heartbroken and turned around and ran away.

After taking a few steps, he paused, and a sword tip appeared on his chest, and he fell to the ground and died.

Fang Ming pulled back the long sword, but the sword light was not the original version, but evolved with divine power.

At this time, he had already been killed by him.

Just a few strokes, the rabbit rose and fell, extremely fast, but outside, he couldn't hear any sound.

Fang Ming had made some arrangements before entering. Even if he was overturned, he would not be able to spread it.

"Cleaning Baiyun Temple, next, it's Xu Zhai..."

Fang Ming looked behind Baiyun Temple and murmured to himself.

Since Xu's house is located behind Baiyun Temple, it is very likely that he will take in Qingxu. This relationship is probably not as simple as a believer. There must be a secret passage between the two places.

Fang Ming swept his mind and came to a room.

The house is extremely empty and spotless. There is a small table, a few tea sets, and two futons in the middle, but it is a quiet room.

Fang Ming came to the middle and turned a teacup halfway around.

Bang!!!

The sound of the mechanical scoops sounded, and the small table automatically moved away, revealing a passage.

"It's here!" Fang Ming jumped in without hesitation.

Now that he has a human body, he is in the big city. Using earth escape technique is a great effort. It is better to go directly.

The passage is not long, Fang Ming walked for a while and it was over.

At the bottom, there was extremely heavy humidity. Fang Ming swept his mind, "It turns out that the exit is in the well, I really have the intention!"

The hand was slightly cash-colored, as if it had suction, and it clanged out like a gecko.

"This place should be Xu's backyard, it seems. It has been abandoned for a long time..." Fang Ming looked around and said.

The figure flashed a few times, and almost disappeared in the darkness.

Fang Ming walked a few times and grabbed a maid casually. He asked where the head of the Xu family was, used the technique of using the maid to take him there.

The head of the Xu family is a middle-aged man with a very elegant temperament. At this time, he was talking secretly with the old Taoist.

"Sect Master! I have already heard from the door, support will be there soon!"

Sitting opposite the middle-aged man was an old man. His fairy-like style was the clear and clear!

Qingxu nodded, with a cloud of clouds between his eyebrows, and said, "This is not enough. Jianye's guard Qian Chun is also ours. This is a secret and I didn't want to use it, but now the situation is critical. You go tomorrow and let him pay attention and be ready to send troops to suppress it at any time!"

"Hiss!" The middle-aged man took a breath. He had known that the sect had penetrated Jianye very much, but he didn't expect that even the garrison was from Baiyun Temple. In this way, once chaos arose, the entire Jianye City would fall directly into the hands of the master's sect.

This is a secret matter. Now, it is a bit regretful to actually start the chess piece first. The middle-aged man asked: "Uncle Master, that City God is so powerful? He actually has to use the army to suppress it?"

"It's more than that!" Qingxu smiled bitterly, and a look of fear appeared on his face.

"That god, although he is only half a step on the real person, his magic power is strong and incredible. We are far inferior to him. He has strange magic spells that can isolate the vitality of heaven and earth, and can also control the power of incense and fire. All kinds of magical powers are unheard of. Dreaming of the real person has already fallen to his hands. Although I am a real person, I have to avoid the edge for a while..."

Bang!!!

The middle-aged man was unable to stand firmly and almost fell down. He barely held the table before he stood still.

"This...this..." The real person who lived for a long time and lived for a hundred years was gone like this? Middle-aged people don't know what it feels like, but they just feel that they are lucky enough to practice hard for decades, which is useless!

"Hi! Calm the spirit!" Seeing that the man's face turned red and white, and the images of joy, anger, sorrow and happiness appeared one by one. He knew that this nephew was too excited, and some of his inner demons pinched the trick and recited the Calm the spirit mantra.

With the sound of the spell, the middle-aged man's face gradually calmed down, but there was no blood. Suddenly, with a "wow" sound, he spit out blood.

He was much more depressed, but his eyes were awake and he bowed and said, "Thank you for your help!"

"No need! When you suddenly hear this, you will shake your mind, which is a disaster..." Qingxu shook his head and said.

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly. This time, Taoism has regressed a lot, and it has almost lost five years of hard work.

But at this time, he didn't care about this and asked, "Is this city god uncontrollable?"

There was hope in his eyes.

"How could this be so? Although this god is so fierce, it has many restrictions. Mengmi and I were caught off guard. Only when we know too little about this god will he fall into the trap!"

"If you, Qing and Master, are here, then that's not what you are like." Qingxu said, strengthening his disciple's heart.

This is also the truth. At this time, Fang Ming was doing his best to deal with two real people. If one more person is added, his divine power will be a little exhausted.

"What's more, my Baiyun Temple has been passed down for hundreds of years, with great storms and waves. I don't know how many experiences I have experienced. How could I lose my luck here if I have treasures to suppress my luck..." Qingxu said again.

Baiyun Sword, Baiyunguan Zhenguan treasure, is the main attack and powerful.

If Qingxu took this treasure, then the one who escaped might be Fang Ming.

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man's face was a little calmer, and he said, "Yes, there is a treasure in my sect to protect it, so that it will not damage the foundation..."

He hesitated again, but he still asked: "Then... what happened to Wu Nan?"

When he said this, the atmosphere became vain. The middle-aged man was shocked and hurriedly bowed and apologized: "My nephew Meng Lang..."

"No... it's not your business!" said Zhenren Qingxu, and then he was silent for a long time before continuing:

"I was on the way and realized that the sudden dragon's soaring momentum was blocked, and even the luck of the mountain gate was implicated. I believe that Xin'an's affairs would be defeated..."

"I'm lucky that the hidden dragon has not been broken, and the heavenly punishment has not yet fallen, but next, it's time to break the boat, but the hero is still cutting off his arm, and I'm a little confused..."

The middle-aged man was shocked, but Qingxu's words meant to give up the general trend of Qianlong.

In this way, not only did they invest before, but they were all wasted, and the two real people would suffer great losses. Although they would not fall into the position, they would not recover within decades.

This price is too heavy.

The middle-aged man's eyes turned red, his voice choked, and he said, "Real person..."

Qingxu is a real person from his lineage. It is different from the middle-aged man who has a few relatives since childhood. The middle-aged man was taken care of by Qingxu since childhood. This relationship is even more different.

"Oh... Idiot, fighting for dragons in the world is a big gamble. Long before, my uncle Qing and I made a big plan and prepared something."

Qingxu smiled and comforted: "What I am concerned about is the inheritance of my Taoist tradition! You must remember that even if Baiyun Temple is destroyed, you must not avenge us, and you must not give up on yourself. You should hide your name and find a talent to teach him, lurk silently, and look for opportunities to restore Taoist tradition..."

This middle-aged man is also a true master, but there is no record in the sect. Only two real people know about it and shoulder the heavy responsibility of inheriting Taoist traditions. There are still a few such people, all of whom are the backers of Baiyun Temple, and most of the Taoist sects in the world are like this.

"This time, I didn't want to come here to avoid being exposed. Even now, I can't stay too much. I'll leave tomorrow..."

"Uncle Master, please stay for a few more days. My nephew is very secretive... I also ordered the following to prepare a vegetarian dish, all of which are your old taste..." The middle-aged man just said this.

Qingxu shouted: "Bastard!"

The middle-aged man was confused, but Qingxu's face changed drastically, and his words were anxious and quick: "The god has come, you leave quickly, it's better not to have this family business..."

Before he finished speaking, the clear light flashed, and the clear figure had disappeared.

But I know that staying here will involve my nephew and running away immediately. This nephew will have a glimmer of hope.

"What a keen spiritual sense!" Fang Ming exclaimed and chased after him.

When the middle-aged man chased out, he saw two figures in the air, chasing and fleeing, disappearing into the sky.

"God bless you, Uncle Master, get out of this difficulty!" The middle-aged man prayed silently to the sky.

"This place has been exposed, but it can't stay anymore. You must leave immediately!" The middle-aged man thought to himself, and went down immediately, instructing his family to pack up the gold, silver, and soft, and abandon the heavy family. He just waited for the city gate to open tomorrow and left Jianye and hid his name.

Fang Ming had no distracting thoughts and followed Qingxu, and before he knew it, he arrived at a square.

It was late at night, and the crowds were rarely visited, which was in a strong contrast with the usual hustle and bustle, which was creepy.

Fang Ming ignored him and looked at Qingxu. At this time, the old Taoist also stopped.

"Why should the Lord pursue him so closely?" Qingxu asked in a serious voice.

"Then I'm going to ask you!" Fang Ming's eyes were joking, as if he had seen through Qingxu's heart.

"The things before were all misunderstandings. If God was willing to let go, I, Baiyun Temple, will definitely let go of my past grudges..." Zhenren Qingxu's voice was sincere, his tone was sincere, and he exuded a strong infectious power.

"Is this... some kind of sound attack method? It's interesting!" Fang Ming felt it for a while and said with a smile.

"Haha, the devil's trick is hard to reach the elegance of the great god, and it makes the god laugh..." The face of the Qingxu Zhenren remained unchanged.

Fang Ming held his hands behind him and waited quietly.

The real person Qingxu was also still moving, and the scene immediately fell into a strange atmosphere.

As time passed, the solemnity gradually emerged in the eyes of Zhenren Qingxu.

"Are you waiting for those disciples? Don't wait any longer, they can't come anymore!" Fang Ming's next sentence completely broke the illusion of vain.

This is the capital of a state, with strict laws and regulations. The other party clearly has restrictions. Qingxu's body has a position as a Daqian official, but it is not hindered and can be regarded as the home court.

If you add disciples, especially those three true teachings, to form a large formation, you can really compete with Fang Ming for a long and even have an advantage.

This is also the reason why Fang Ming took action from the beginning to reduce his wings.
Chapter completed!