Jiuzun asked

Qin Zhiyan, who worshiped the Moon Sect, listened to Xiao Wendao's words, his expression remained motionless, noncommittal.

"If he hinders me, I will not show mercy." After Xiao asked, he turned around and left the Gaosuo Pavilion.

"Life and death are fate, it is my husband's rules. Those who abide by the rules will live, and those who do not obey the rules will die." After Li Zhong finished speaking, he turned around and walked out.

The little black dragon Chunchun looked at Nangong Xiaoqiao and Qin Zhiyan, and said, "His temper is bad... there is nothing I can do about it."

The remaining Yu Qiqiu looked at Fudo Nanming and said, "How did you know someone like him?"

Fudo Nanming's old eyes moved, and he replied: "I can get acquainted with a person like you, why not be with him. If you are more poisonous than your heart, you are a thousand times better than him."

Squeak!

The ground listening mouse screamed strangely in Fudo Nanming's sleeve robe.

"Murderous." Fudo Nanming murmured.

As soon as he finished speaking, he smelled a strong smell of blood from the tip of his nose, seeping into the house.

"I have never survived a single day in this high locked building." Yu Qiongqiu said, taking a deep breath of bloody breath.

"Man, I killed it. Don't ask where it came from, it's not an example." Xiao Wen's voice sounded outside the pavilion.

"You're testing him." Fudo Nanming said angrily.

"Hey." Yu Qiqiu sighed secretly.

"One shot and two parts, each owes nothing." After Fudo Nanming finished speaking, he went outside.

"Brother." Yu Qiongqiu screamed and said, "This is my fault, but it's just to test the cultivation of these people, whether they can go to the holy ruins with brother."

"You are worried about them." Fudo Nanming said, and glanced at Nangong Xiaoqiao and Qin Zhiyan.

"To tell you the truth, elder brother, the Holy Ruins is the boundary of Shenjun Mountain after all." Yu Qiongqiu said in a deep voice, the meaning behind his words was self-evident.

"Hmph, although the eight sects in the world are not of the same mind, they all belong to the Dao sect. Your words... are biased." Fudo Nanming didn't believe a word of Yu Qiongqiu's words.

"Needless to say, throw stones to ask the way. You must also have the stones to ask the way in your hand. Wouldn't it be good to have two more stones to ask the way?" Xiao Wendao's voice sounded outside the pavilion.

Fudo Nanming glanced at Nangong Xiaoqiao and Qin Wuyan, and said, "You heard me."

"Senior, don't worry, I will make a stone with peace of mind, an obedient stone, a stone like a corpse." Qin Zhiyan said, his face still as usual.

"Pretend to be a city mansion, be careful and die." Xiao Wen asked for a while, and went down the high lock building.

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The sky is deserted with yellow sand, and the scorching sun is scorching the ground.

"The Holy Ruins are located on the Holy Zhe Mountain to the north of Tianmo, and it is also the Holy Land of the Lingxu Clan." Fudo Nanming said.

"Yao Poxu is holy, is the Lingxu clan also a clan of Yaozu?" Xiao Wen asked puzzled.

"Yes and no." Qin Zhiyan on the side said.

"Let's listen to it." Li Zhong said.

"The land of the holy market is the place where a generation of soldier saints died. And the real body of that generation of soldier saints is the dragon and elephant clan. The immortal died on the mountain of the saint, and the soul after death is also the dragon and elephant clan. The holy market The land of the demon saints is the place where the souls of the demon saints are buried. And the Lingxu tribe that lives in the holy ruins are the dead souls of the demon saints. The souls of the demon saints do not want to return to the nether world of reincarnation. , practiced Taoism in Shengxu, and became the Lingxu tribe, they should belong to the alien tribe." Qin Zhiyan said eloquently.

"Demon, to break the emptiness is holy. To die is to be a spiritual emptiness." Xiao asked, pondering.

"Well, the holy ruins are unpredictable, and ten people will die." Qin Zhiyan pondered again.

"Oh, ten to ten deaths. Are you... not afraid of death?" Xiao asked.

"If cultivating the Tao is afraid of death, why go against the sky." Nangong Xiaoqiao said with a face full of fear.

"Not afraid of death is not the same as being willing to die." Li Zhong said quietly.

"Hmph, the life and death of Dao is very unlucky." Nangong Xiaoqiao said with a cold face.

"Ask...." Fudo Nanming murmured suddenly, feeling quite uncomfortable calling his name.

"What's the matter?" Xiao asked ponderingly.

"I didn't ask along the way, I don't know why the three of you went to the Holy Market." Fudo Nanming asked.

"Take a chance." Xiao asked in a low voice.

Fudo Nanming looked at Xiao Wenwen's reluctance to say more, so he also kept silent.

The sky is deserted and far away, and the shadows of people gradually appear.

"Strange City, what a weird name." Li Zhong looked at the name of the city that fell, and a group of people stepped into the city.

"Going to the Holy Ruins is the outer gate of Shenjun Mountain." Fudo Nanming said.

"En." Xiao asked indifferently.

Suddenly, the galloping horse galloped on the avenue of Guixing City, turning the people who were thrown off their backs.

Under the horse's hoof, a five or six-year-old girl looked up at the iron hoof.

The afterimage of Nangong Xiaoqiao flitted across the ground, just as she was about to pick up the little girl, the fierce horse fell down in front of her, and the horse was broken into several pieces.

The sword is neat and comes out in one go.

bang, bang...

"Who killed my horse?" The ground shook a few times, and five people came.

"Look... the stone that was thrown to ask for directions was thrown out." Xiao asked with a light smile, without looking at Nangong Xiaoqiao.

The little girl rescued by Nangong Xiaoqiao struggled to break free from her tender arms, and disappeared in a flash.

"Did you kill my horse?" A seven or eight-year-old boy in blue asked aloud.There was a red mole on his forehead.

"So what if it's true, so what if it's not." Nangong Xiaoqiao's expression changed.

"Yes, life for life. No, you point out the man who killed the horse." The child said, holding a golden whip in his hand.

"Let's go, let's stop watching the excitement." Xiao Wenwen said quietly, and then walked forward.

"It was him, he killed it." Nangong Xiaoqiao angrily pointed at Xiao Wendao's back.

"I thought you were better than him, but who knows it's hypocrisy." Xiao Wen asked with a glance at Nangong Xiaoqiao, comparing her with Qin Zhiyan.

"Hmph, you don't care about my life or death, why should I care about yours." Nangong Xiaoqiao put her hands on her hips and called out.

"Oh...." Xiao Wen asked for a moment, then turned to look at the five people.

"You killed that horse," said the child.

"So what if it is, so what if it's not." Xiao asked, imitating Nangong Xiaoqiao's tone.

"Whether it is true or not, you will be killed with your life." The child said, and the four people around him drew their swords and stood up.

There are afterimages, four lives!

"Rough skin and thick flesh, let me strike two swords." Xiao asked softly, the four people had already parted their heads.

"You...you killed my Four Swords Immortal." The child stared.

"Sword immortals in this world are really worthless." Xiao asked, walking towards the child step by step.

"Daddy..." the child shouted loudly.

Xiao Wenwen looked at the root of the child's tongue, and an extreme shadow flashed in front of his eyes.Frowning, he saw a person standing in front of him.

The man also had a red mole between his eyebrows, purple hair and blue eyes, and was wearing a silver Taoist robe.Holding the child in his arms, he looked at Xiao and asked.

"You are the first one who dares to touch my son in the city of treachery." The man said in a deep voice.

"Li Ao, the Thirteen Daoist Lords of Shenjun Mountain." Fudo Nanming murmured.

"Li Ao's tone is really loud." Another word came out, and everyone looked at it.

The man had short hair and no beard, a slender figure, a sharp-edged face, and determination in his eyes.

"Shang Wuxi." Li Ao looked at the person who came, and it was the little girl in his arms.

"Sister." The little girl called out to Nangong Xiaoqiao.

Shang Wuxi looked at Nangong Xiaoqiao and nodded calmly.Then, he glared at Li Ao angrily.

"If you want to fight, then fight." Li Ao called out and raised his sword.

"Hmph." Shang Wuxi snorted coldly, and took out a kitchen knife from behind.

The swords collided, and the inch light flashed.

Li Ao took half a step back, raised his sword and charged it down, slashing at Shang Wuxi's blade.

There was a smile on the corner of Shang Wuxi's mouth, and the knife was raised and lowered.The long sword in Li Ao's hand snapped at the sound.

"The two-break knife technique, is this the only one you've known for hundreds of years?" Li Ao said in a deep voice.

"Easy to use is a good knife technique." Shang Wuxi inserted the kitchen knife into the cloth belt on the back again.

"Fortunately, he is the disciple of the Taiyi Lord." Li Ao said calmly, dragging the child away to a distance.

"Hey, although my two saber-breaking techniques can restrain his swordsmanship...but it can hardly hurt him." Shang Wuxi said, looking at Xiao Wendao and the others with a slight smile.

"This big brother's swordsmanship is also very fast." The little girl said.

"En." Shang Wuxi nodded indifferently, then hugged her in his arms and continued, "You offended Li Ao, you might as well go to my house. Rice porridge is enough, and steamed stuffed buns are enough."

Fudo Nanming cupped his hands and said, "I'm bothering you."

A thatched hut, an ordinary steamed stuffed bun shop.Three paulownia tables were placed in front of the courtyard of Baozipu.

"It's just right to come back." I saw a woman in her twenties, looking at the crowd and talking.

"Big brother."

"Big brother."

Behind the woman stood two men, one fat and one thin.Looking at Shang Wuxi, he kept talking.

"It was this girl who saved my daughter." Shang Wuxi said, looking at Nangong Xiaoqiao.

"Thank you fairy." The woman called out.

"It's a little effort, but I still have to watch her carefully in the future." Nangong Xiaoqiao said calmly, not greedy for merit.

"Well, thanks to the fairy and all the immortals." The woman bowed again.

"Come, come, try my wife's handicraft." Shang Wuxi said, and brought up the newly released buns.

In front of the steamed stuffed bun shop, there are people like weaving.

"Each person can only buy one." Shang Wuxi's wife said, and gave the newly released steamed stuffed bun to the buyer.

Shang Wuxi's two brothers were there to help.

"Li Ao is the thirteen Taoist Lords of Shenjun Mountain, and you are the disciple of Taiyi Shenjun...why is fire and water incompatible?" Nangong Xiaoqiao asked aloud.

"I'm not a disciple of Shenjun Mountain anymore, I'm just a warrior." Shang Wuxi said while stroking the little girl's head.

"Hmph, if the eldest brother does not come out of Shenjun Mountain, how can Li Ao sit in the seat of Taoist Lord." The thin man shouted loudly.

"Chen Yin, don't say any more." Shang Wuxi said in a deep voice.

"What Chen Yin said is correct, if it wasn't for me...you would never be selling buns in this deceitful city." The woman's face darkened as she spoke.

"It turned out to be for Madam, no wonder Brother Shang is here." Nangong Xiaoqiao pondered, and continued: "If someone can abandon the way for me, I will be willing to beg for a lifetime."

Shang Wuxi looked at the woman and said: "Master asked me to break my love to prove the Tao, so I used that kitchen knife to break my immortal relationship with Shenjun Mountain."

"Why not?" Xiao asked aloud.

"No, there is no reason." Shang Wuxi said, his eyes filled with endless love.

Xiao Wenwen took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, just like Dieyi's skill!

Just like the bright moon at that time.