Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 434

After a brief silence in the post station, there was a sudden burst of laughter.

"You said that the remnants of Qiu Shui killed everyone by himself?"

Someone asked with a sarcasm.

"Little old man, you have to leave some leeway for your words. Don't confuse people with such gossip for the sake of sensationalism."

The thin man with sharp mouth and monkey cheeks took a sip of wine and sneered.

"What the old man said is the truth. Mi Shizhou has long known that it is impossible for the Immortal League to steal chickens."

The old man countered neither humble nor overbearing.

"Humph."

The monkey-cheeked man snorted coldly and glared at the old man before saying nothing.

"Old man, according to what you say, the Immortal Alliance and Hell can't do anything about the remnants of Qiushui?"

The girl disguised as a man asked excitedly.

"That's natural! Don't say how many people were killed by the remnants of Qiushui in the Twilight Drum Forest, but after ten years of siege and interception, they still let them run away, which shows how incompetent this fairy alliance and Hell are."

The old man was extremely confident.

"They can take advantage of their numbers to bully and bully us government residents. In the past decade or so, their taxes and corvees have increased more than tenfold, and all their cultivation resources and exercises have been taken away."

He seemed to have recalled some memories, and suddenly his expression became very angry.

"In the past, they always said that the sect only looked at the aptitude and disregarded the life and death of casual cultivators, but now it seems that they are not as good as the sect!"

"At least the sect's selection of qualifications is fair, and they only know how to be cronyistic. No matter how talented you are, you have no connections in the manor. Want to get a better practice method? Want to enter a better practice paradise? Impossible!"

"At the beginning when we overthrew the sect, we kept saying that it was for the rights and interests of casual cultivators. What about now? All the immortal land and blessed land in the hands of casual cultivators were taken back to the Immortal Mansion. Chengdu has to be handed over to Xianfu."

"Two days ago, I saw with my own eyes that a family wanted to save more fairy food for the children in the family to study with teachers. After being discovered by Xianlusi, they directly cut off the hands of the head of the family, just for ten catties. Fairy food!"

The old man spoke incessantly with grief and indignation on his face.

"Nowadays, those high-ranking officials in the Immortal League are all high-ranking, all dressed like beasts, and all are arrogant and extravagant. They only know how to devour cultivation resources everywhere, and they don't care about the life and death of ordinary people like us."

he yelled.

I don't know how long he has been holding his breath, but he actually finished such a big paragraph in one breath.

But after the old man finished speaking, the atmosphere in the inn became a bit weird, no one refuted nor applauded.

Everyone's mouths seemed to be sewn together, and they said nothing, and some people even turned their heads away, intentionally or unintentionally, as if they were keeping a certain distance from the fortune-telling old man.

The man crouching in the corner, wrapped in a windbreaker, watched everything that happened in front of him with cold eyes.

In fact, he is no stranger to this scene. After the Xianmeng completely seized the control of the Shizhou Xianfu from the Zongmen, while occupying the cultivation resources and increasing the taxes of the people in the government, they set up secret guards in the Xianlu Department to monitor The words and deeds of the people of the ten states.

After ten years of development, the strength of the dark guard has expanded several times, and it has penetrated into almost every corner of the ten states.

If the secret guards heard what the old fortune-teller said just now, they would basically be close to death.

Not only this old man, but even the cultivators in this station will be implicated and sent to Hell.

"clap clap"

Just when the man thought that everyone would remain silent like this, a burst of clear applause broke the dead silence in the station.

"Well said, well said, this fairy alliance is terrible!"

The little girl disguised as a man suddenly clapped her hands and said.

As she spoke, she took out three spirit stones from her pocket and stuffed them into the fortune-teller's hands.

Seeing that the "boy" actually took out three spirit stones directly, many people in the inn showed a touch of surprise in their eyes, and a few even looked at the boy with a hint of greed in their eyes.

And the old fortune teller was taken aback when he saw the three spirit stones handed over by the little girl, and then cupped his fists in surprise and thanked him.

"Mr., tell me about this Qiushui disciple."

The little girl dressed as a woman looked at the old man with a smile and said.

"The little girl is so refreshing, the old man can't be stingy, I will accompany you to talk about it today!"

The old fortune-teller patted his chest and said.

Afterwards, the old fortune-teller told the little girl all the interesting things he knew, Li Yun gave birth to the vision of the sky on the day when Mugusen was born, and the line on the ruined wall of Feilai Peak was full of sword intent Needless to say, he even half-guessed and half-deduced a lot of Li Yunsheng's life experience.

Probably because of coveting the spirit stone in the little girl's hand, some cultivators in the inn who had kept some distance from the fortune-telling old man slowly approached, and a group of people would occasionally interject when the old man was talking.

Just when the attention of most people in the post station was attracted by the old man and the little girl disguised as a man, the man who had been squatting in the corner, seemingly buried in a coma, suddenly saw the man with the sharp ears and monkey cheeks slipping out without a sound. station.

But the man just glanced at it and then buried himself in "sleep".

"By the way, old man, do you think this Qiushui disciple is still in Yingzhou?"

When the old fortune-teller was about to say something, the little girl disguised as a man suddenly asked curiously.

Following the little girl's question, the other drowsy cultivators in the room all looked drowsy and lost all sleepiness.

"It's been more than half a year, and Xianmeng and Hell still have heavy troops at the entrance from Yingzhou to other states. I think at least for them, the remnants of the autumn water are still in Yingzhou and Qinglian Immortal Mansion."

The old man pondered for a while.

Hearing this, the joyful look in the girl's eyes flashed away.

"Perhaps that Qiushui remnant escaped from Qinglian Mansion a long time ago, it's just that the people from Xianmeng and Hell don't know about it."

Someone retorted.

"Although the Xianmeng and Yan have a lot of trash, with the strength of Yan Jun and the leader of the Xianmeng, it is still no problem to deduce the approximate location of the Qiushui disciple."

The fortune teller shook his head and said:
"As far as I know, the strongest hexagram master in the ten states is now in the Kunlun Mansion."

"And this is just an arrangement between the Xianmeng and Hell Prison. Now there are rumors in various prefectures that Wujiguan's third-ranked assassin has taken over the task of the Xianmeng to assassinate the remnants of Qiushui. We have reached the mark of Wujiguan Pathfinder."

The old man then said meaningfully.

Hearing the words "Wujiguan", everyone including the little girl dressed as a woman was startled, and even the sleepy man in the corner raised his head slightly.

As long as the cultivators who have walked in the ten states, the name Wuji Guan is certainly familiar to them, it is the most powerful assassin organization in the ten states.

(End of this chapter)