"Why are you happy?" Although this was a cliché question, Ye Shengge thought, so he asked.

The man might be really happy, so he answered this question patiently, "Today, killing the first person who is very likely to become a saint in the future will bring a blow to Chenxie Mountain, which has always been high above the top, and even makes the viewer who has been looking at the foot of the mountain coldly annoyed, and even furious. Of course, the most important thing is that after you, the Taoist seed, the future of Chenxie Mountain will not be as certain as before. After that viewer takes that step, Liang Xi is really still Chenxie Mountain to make the decision? Therefore, why am I unhappy?"

Ye Shengge asked, "Why?"

The man was stunned, "Why?"

Ye Shengge said calmly: "Since you are just a Taiqing Realm, why are you so sure to be able to kill me? Why do you think you can kill me?"

The man lost his mind for a moment, and soon came back to his senses and smiled: "Just because I am Taiqing Realm!"

Ye Shengge lowered his head and murmured: "Taiqingjing, who is not?"

The man didn't hear this clearly. However, after Ye Shengge finished speaking, he only walked a few steps on the river bank, as if he was thinking of getting farther away from his things, and was afraid that he would smash the things. The man holding the umbrella did not rush to do it, but just looked at Ye Shengge seriously. Before he came, he had already released a secret treasure of the sect within a radius of hundreds of miles nearby, enough to isolate all contact with outside. Even if the Taoist seed in front of him was carrying any magic weapon that could connect with Chen Xieshan, I believe it would lose its effect under the cover of this secret treasure. The Taoist temple behind the monk who had attacked Ye Shengge before on the border of Liangxi was already barbaric.

For the plain, the Taoist priests of Chen Xieshan went down the mountain and never wanted to see the scenery of the mountains and rivers. Since they dared to attack Chen Xieshan's natural Taoist species, they naturally had to do what they would do after Chen Xieshan knew. Since Chen Xieshan could release three thousand scrolls of the sky tower, they were not as good as Ye Shengge alone, then everyone should know that someone really moved Ye Shengge, and even if Chen Xieshan found out the details of what would be the consequences of Chen Xieshan's Taoist priests breaking the Taoist temple. Even if Chen Xieshan wanted to kill the chicken for monkeys, people who really had ideas would actually be more careful. This was like the sect behind him, and they would not hesitate to take out heavy weapons to isolate Chen Xieshan's exploration methods, so as to be worry-free.

Now he only needs to do one thing, kill Ye Shengge.

That's all.

But if you want to attack the future of Chenxie Mountain, the natural Taoist species protected by the entire mountain is really that's all?!

The man's hand holding the umbrella was trembling slightly.

Half was excited, and the other half was thinking about what the sect promised after the attack was successful.

There must be a brave man under heavy rewards!

And he is the brave man.

With a slight concentration, he began to carefully look at the woman in white dress opposite him. He knew that the Taoist seed who had come to attack and killed him before, but he had never seen Ye Shengge take action, and was killed by her endless magical tools. As a cultivator in the Taiqing Realm, although he was not comparable to those in the black hair realm, he had to take every step to meet such a Taoist seed.

If you are not careful, you may still fall into the abyss.

The heavy snow fell between the two of them, but Ye Shengge turned a blind eye. After walking a few steps, she just spoke, "Come and kill me."

The man smiled and swept past with an umbrella, bringing endless wind and snow. Behind him, the usual heavy snow became like a storm, and the wind and snow in front of Ye Shengge and behind him were as usual, without any influence.

Ye Shengge's expression was extremely plain. She just looked at the man holding an umbrella who had passed by several feet and didn't want to step forward half a step.

When a monk faces an enemy, he will never want the other party to be too close to him, even if both sides are monks.

Therefore, after a moment, the man holding the umbrella made a small move with his sleeves, and in an instant, several qi channels poured out like the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens, sweeping through the wind and snow.

This Taoist monk who didn't know the sect stood in the distance, his hands slightly raised, and he had a powerful aura.

In fact, as long as the monks in the world are not deliberately suppressed, most of them will develop their own demeanor as they improve their realm and grow over time. There are a few people who have never fallen behind in the struggle for realm, and they will naturally have a natural momentum.

Among the three religions, the Confucian monks under the Confucianism, probably in addition to comparing the level of the realm and magic tools, also have a lot of knowledge, and their understanding of the principles of sages can become the key to victory. However, the Taoist monks in Liangxi are actually much simpler to fight against the enemy. In addition to the realm, they are comparing with the level of the magic tools.

The man holding an umbrella thought that his realm was more stable than Ye Shengge, but he still did not dare to take it lightly. After waving his sleeves, he immediately took out a talisman from his arms and threw it out casually. The golden talisman floated in the air, and the small characters written in red pen quickly fell off and connected. It seemed that a vermilion ribbon appeared beside the man, but this ribbon was composed of characters. Although it was not clear, everyone knew that it was extremely powerful.

In the wind and snow, this vermilion ribbon is particularly conspicuous.

Ye Shengge said calmly, "This is Chen Sheng's ghost painting talisman. The records are clearly recorded in the three thousand volumes of the Heavenly Tower. The entire Chenxie Mountain is only a number of five fingers. Since you can get one, although the grade is not high, since you can have it, there will be no three Taoist temples in Liangxi, except for Chenxie Mountain. The remaining two are Songyun Temple and I Chenxie Mountain. The main level of the temple is only in the spring and autumn cultivation. You can't have the idea of ​​competing with Chenxie Mountain. Then there is only Yuwu Mountain. I almost forgot that Chen Sheng came from Yuwu Mountain back then."

The magic tools held by the six Taoist saints are different, each of which is famous for the mountains and rivers. Among the six saints, Chen Sheng, the third saint, became a saint, was afraid of a ghost painting talisman. Before the war ended, Chen Sheng, who had not yet become a saint, used ghost painting talismans to make the demon earth monks suffer enough, and they were almost invincible in the same realm. If it weren't for the limelight being stolen by those swordsmen, Chen Sheng would have known the battle.

However, this Taoist monk did not say anything at all. After the war, he devoted himself to practicing in Yuwu Mountain.

Hundreds of years later, Chen Sheng quietly became the saint.

The ghost painting talismans left before he became a saint became the treasure robbed by Taoist monks. Chen Xieshan received five tickets with the status of the leader of the Taoist sect, and they were all carefully treasured. Song Yunguan only got one and immediately sealed it as a treasure for the temple. Only Chen Sheng had practiced many Yuwu Mountains. After all, it was a place where the saints had practiced. Others dared not trespass, and even Chen Xieshan did not dare to.

The viewer of Chen Xieshan said that he was only half a step away from the realm of a saint, but in fact, if he met a real saint in this half step, it would be a world of difference when he met a real saint.

When a saint takes action, he often wants to move mountains and seas, and the mountains and rivers change in color. How can he regard it as common sense?

Otherwise, why did almost no saints take action now after this mountain and river were broken by more than a dozen saints that year?

The man holding the umbrella smiled calmly and said, "If you die, this secret is not a secret. If I die, Yuwushan will have a way to face Chen Xieshan's chastity. What's there to worry about? Besides, today, you are already in a state of dying."

Ye Shengge said calmly: "If Chen Sheng knew that his disciples were acting like this, he would probably not be happy."

The man smiled, "Shen Chen has become a saint, how do you care about such trivial matters? Maybe if he learns that Yuwu Mountain has killed a Taoist seed that is expected to become a saint before he becomes a saint, he might be happier. There are six statues of saints in the hall. I am afraid that it is not just Chen Sheng, and the other saints don't want to move another one beside him. As for the master of Chen Xieshan, who has half entered the saint, why don't you walk directly into it?

Go, can you not be afraid of attracting several saints to destroy the Taoist fruit when breaking the realm? The saints don’t care about all the monks in the mountains and rivers, but they really don’t even care about those who have the hope to be on an equal footing with themselves? Then why did Chen Sheng sneak and dare not take that step openly when he became a saint? You are the treasure lump in the palm of Chen Xieshan. Have you ever thought that someone would change his smile to a face you have never seen before after turning around?”

"So much I think about breaking my heart and winning without fighting?" Ye Shengge looked at the man and said his thoughts.

The man sighed sincerely: "It is really worthy of being a Taoist species."

Ye Shengge took a step forward, "Thank you for the praise."

After one step, the wind and snow beside her turned into a snowman of the same height as her. The snowman slowly walked to the man and punched him, hitting the vermilion ribbon.

The violent sound produced was like thunder exploded.

Soon one of the snowman's arm broke and turned into snow.

The vermilion ribbon had not yet moved, and Ye Shengge took a few steps back with a serious expression. At this moment, the smell finally felt that today's situation did not seem simple.

She practiced on the mountain and her realm was very fast, but she was by no means the fastest. Instead, she deliberately slowed down a lot, allowing every realm to approach perfection before she could enter the next realm.

But even so, without the tempering between life and death, it is still impossible to say that it is truly perfect. Perhaps the director who came down the mountain just wanted her to temper her.

But no matter what, as a cultivator in Taiqing Realm, Ye Shengge will never be afraid of anything when facing a cultivator who is also Taiqing Realm.

Therefore, after the snowman disappeared, Ye Shengge took out several bright yellow talismans and threw them into the river. Although she did not carry the ghost painting talisman written by Chen Sheng himself, Chenxie Mountain has a deep foundation, and there are many ordinary talismans.

For example, the water talisman she threw down now.

After Ye Shengge threw down several water talismans, the Tibetan Yun River suddenly slammed the shore with a huge wave, and the rolling river water began to stand upside down. This made the people of the village not far from the river bank look like they saw gods, and they knelt down and bowed, shouting that the river god appeared, praying for good weather and rain in the coming year.

The man holding an umbrella waved his hand, and the vermilion ribbon left his body and fell on the surface of the river, shaking the river water.

Ye Shengge shook his head.

The function of the water talisman is not other than that. It just wants the ghost painting talisman to leave the man holding an umbrella and no longer protect him. Otherwise, if he wants to break through the talisman that does not aim for attack, Ye Shengge's own family would have to be thrown away most of his own.

But now it's better.

The ghost painting talisman is used to suppress the turmoil of the river that the talisman is led by the talisman.

Ye Shengge can do his best to take action.

A moment later, Ye Shengge rushed forward and actually took a wooden sword in his hand.

This is a talisman sword she saw in the corner of the treasure house on the mountain when she was young. It was said that a Taoist senior learned the killing aura of swordsmen and used Taoism to control the envoys. It was quite beneficial. He was vaguely better than many Taoist seniors with profound Taoism in the same realm. Chen Xieshan regarded this as a means to compete with swordsmen in the same realm, and did not stop the disciple on the mountain from continuing to study. However, after all, it was not based on pure sword intent. This Taoist senior stopped studying the swordsman after decades of learning swords. It was considered that the Taoist scholar's research on the swordsman lineage was completely failed.

But the sword stayed, and was taken out by Ye Shengge, who had been able to enter and exit the treasure house of Chenxie Mountain since childhood.

However, this sword that Ye Shengge took the initiative in the family has never been taken against the enemy. If it weren't for the sword that Chen Sheng had seen before, she might not have remembered this talisman sword.

The talisman is called peach blossom, and is made of peach wood.

Ye Shengge, who was sweeping forward with a sword, smiled. No wonder she felt like spring breeze. At this moment, she suddenly wanted to go to the sword mountain to see it again.

Are there peach blossoms everywhere?

She swept across with her sword.

The man pressed his hand holding the umbrella down instantly, and the oil-paper umbrella was instantly retracted and hit Ye Shengge's talisman sword.

He didn't dodge or avoid, and smiled coldly, "So what if you really enter Taiqing Realm, today is still a word for death."

Ye Shengge had never learned swordsmanship and could only chop simply. After being hit by an oil-paper umbrella, he felt his arms numb and tremble slightly, and then he put away his sword and swept back.

The whole person achieved a strange posture. After turning around and then turning around, the talisman sword stabbed directly into the spiritual palace between the man's chest.

The man whispered his sleeves slightly, and opened the sword in one sleeve, but a hole was cut by the talisman sword.

He lit an umbrella from afar.

A qi machine is about to shoot out.

Ye Shengge crossed his sword to his chest.

There was a loud noise, but the talisman sword was not in hindrance.

After all, it is something that is qualified to be placed in the treasure house, and it is not comparable to ordinary magic tools.

The body of the talisman sword is bent, and after reaching a curve, it becomes straight instantly.

Ye Shengge's face turned pale and she frowned.

This Taoist generation felt a little bored with the man in front of him for the first time.

She was originally a woman, and she should have some emotions when she was bullied.

But what made her even more annoyed was that her water talismans had dissipated, and the vermilion ribbon that suppressed the river water had already come to her head.

She frowned, "It's so annoying."

Then the Taoist seed took out a picture.

The vermilion ribbon transformed by the ghost painting talisman instantly dimly and lost its spirit.

Ye Shengge looked at the man holding an umbrella and repeated the previous sentence, "I'm very unhappy today."

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After the Taoist meeting that day, almost all Liangxi knew that the so-called retreat of the sacred master with a profound realm was not a sacred pass, but was just climbing the sky tower to read books. After this incident came out, the entire Chenxie Mountain no longer dared to be as casual as before. The sacred master was gentle, but he was always the master of the Taoist master on this mountain. Since he had not left the mountain and had not been closed to death, no one dared to do anything under the nose of the sacred master. After all, no matter who is the nominal person on the mountain, who knows that the last person who keeps his words is still the one who keeps his words.
To be continued...