I didn't intend to become a fairy

Chapter 459 Thunder God eliminates demons in the daytime
In the cold winter, the green hills are old.

Outside Yangdu City, between the hillsides covered with withered grass, a road of several feet winds along the foot of the mountain. I don't know where it comes from, and I don't know where it is going.

I saw the attic tile eaves faintly visible on the mountain in the distance, and the green smoke curled up into the sky. It must be a popular temple.

The path eventually merges into the main road.

"Pop puff..."

A flock of wild birds flew across the sky.

A little girl wearing three-color clothes was coming down from a barren mountain, followed by a maroon horse, carrying a large bundle of firewood on both sides of the horse. Suddenly she heard a sound in the air, and she stopped almost instinctively He looked up, his eyes and head following the wild birds. There was no expression on his face, only concentration.

Fortunately, there is no "click".

It wasn't until the bird disappeared into the misty sky that she withdrew her gaze, looked back at her horse, and then turned to look at one end of the path below.

"Ding ding..."

There was a faint sound of bells.

It's similar to the bells on a horse's neck.

However, cats have keen hearing and can naturally detect subtle differences between their own horse bells.

As the bell rang, the first thing to poke its head out from the winding path was a donkey's head. The donkey's head lit up as it walked, slowly revealing an old Taoist priest wearing a wide robe sitting on its back.

The old Taoist priest has a gray beard, holding a floating dust in his hand, his waist is straight, his expression is quiet and indifferent, his Taoist robe is loose and clean, completely covering his legs and donkey's back. The donkey underneath him is thin, and the Taoist is not strong either. He has a sense of complementing each other and being elegant and otherworldly. , weak and strong.

When Sanhua Empress saw him, she couldn't help but be startled. What she thought of was the Cui Gong she met on Yunding Mountain.

Cui Gong's clothes were baggy, and so was he.

Cui Gong rides a donkey, and he also rides a donkey.

It's just that Cui Gong wore a hat, but he didn't.

Cui Gong is more delicate, he is more natural.

Mr. Cui is wearing red clothes, and he is wearing a Taoist robe.

I can't remember more details. At that time, Sanhua Empress was still very young and not as smart as she is now, so many things she remembered became hazy.

However, looking at it this way, although she had seen Cui Nanxi on Yunding Mountain first, she did not have a preconceived idea that the old Taoist was learning from Cui Nanxi. On the contrary, her intuition was that the literati was learning from the Taoist.

Sanhua Empress stood there silently, not speaking, just watching him approach.

At the same time, the old Taoist priest also saw her, with some surprise in his eyes, and he stared at her.

"Call..."

The old Taoist priest stopped in front of her, and the two young Taoist priests behind him also stopped.

"Why is Sanhua Empress here?"

"The firewood at home has been burned. Sanhua Empress will come out and chop some back."

"Why come so far to chop wood?"

"The ones that are close belong to others."

"I see……"

The old Taoist priest raised his head and glanced at the mountain.

There are no high mountains outside Yangdu City, and this one can be considered a relatively high one. There are cliffs on the mountain, neither high nor short. If you fall, you can break a person's leg even if you don't kill him——

Even though there are hills outside the city and grass and forests beside the roads, in fact most of the mountains are reclaimed land, not to mention the grass, forests and shrubs beside the fields, those in the barren mountains and fields and beside the roads. They all have owners.Where to go and which area belongs to whom are all decided by the locals.Even a small row of yellow thorn trees is well divided. When local people go up the mountain to cut firewood, they will never go to others to cut firewood, otherwise it will cause quarrels and disputes.

Of course, no one could do anything to save her, but she didn't do that. Instead, she deliberately avoided it and went to chop wood on the cliffs that ordinary people couldn't reach.

Wen Pingzi withdrew his gaze and looked at the girl again.

It seems that the immortal master is not completely indifferent to his children.

There was only one sentence that came to my mind——

Don't stick to trivial matters, but understand the big meaning.

"It seems that Empress Sanhua has gained a lot."

"This firewood is good for burning!"

"Pindao received a message from fellow Taoist Song this morning, saying that the God of Paradise came to visit last night. Fellow Taoist has marked it and asked me to go to the city to ask the god to eliminate demons. I have already contacted Zhou Lei Gong." Wen Pingzi said, " Is Sanhua Empress going to continue cutting or is she going back to the city?"

"Go back and light the fire."

"Then let's go together."

"Well……"

The little girl took the next step and reached the path from Huangshan Mountain. She turned her head and glanced at the Taoist priest, especially his new and clean Taoist robes, shook her head, and then continued forward.

The bay red horse followed silently.

Wen Pingzi rode a donkey and followed behind. Seeing the firewood on the horse's back swaying and the girl walking leisurely, his still nervous heart calmed down.

The girl was playing with a stick and playing with grass. While playing, she was talking to him about last night's events. She spoke very vividly, her words and sentences were clear, and her voice was clear and thin. Unfortunately, she spoke with an accent, and Wen Pingzi sometimes couldn't hear her. The only way to understand what she was talking about was to guess.

But there was also a scene from last night in my mind.

The donkey is still on the road, but the wild birds have entered the city.

The whole city is searching for the Immortal Master's mark one by one.

……

The morning fog has not dispersed, but the sunshine has also penetrated.

The sun faintly penetrates the morning fog and hits the streets of Yangdu. It has been a long time since this prosperous city in the south of the Yangtze River in winter.The white walls are bathed in sunlight and shrouded in mist, which makes the continuous black tiles look extremely clean. The wind blows away the mist, making it picturesque.

Even the plum and willow trees on both sides of the Yangjiang River seemed to have sprouted new buds in the spring when reflected by the sunlight. However, upon closer inspection, there were no new buds.

"What a beautiful day!"

"The sun hasn't risen for a long time."

"Nice weather today!"

"I'm afraid I did a good job of removing the dirt yesterday..."

Many people who usually stayed at home for a long time, even scholars who studied hard behind closed doors, walked out of the door at this time. Seeing this rare good weather, they unconsciously smiled.

The stone arch bridge crosses the river and is bathed in sunshine.

Under the bridge, green waves are flowing, and painted boats are coming slowly. On the bow of the boat, there may be a pretty woman holding a pipa, or a handsome young man chatting and laughing freely. On both sides, there are women washing their clothes. There are also countless pedestrians passing by on the bridge. They can't help but stop for a moment in the sunshine. Look around, then look up to feel the sunshine.

"What a nice weather..." But no one noticed that there was a plum blossom-like cinnabar red on a stone brick below.

"Wow wow wow..."

Suddenly there was a sound of armor clashing.

A group of heavily armed elites came from both sides of the strait. The people in front were holding shields and swords, the people behind were holding long swords, and the people behind were holding crossbows. Each one was wearing heavy armor, and each had its own sword. Two powerful generals led them to both sides of the stone bridge.

The pedestrians were immediately frightened.

As the officers and soldiers reprimanded, the bridge was quickly cleared, and the leisurely and quiet scene changed instantly.

The common people didn't know what was going on. The timid ones either hid in nearby shops or went home and closed the doors and windows. The bold ones stood on both sides of the river and watched the scene from a distance.

"Pop puff..."

I saw a flock of wild birds flying across the sky.

The two generals were waiting under the bridge.

Several officials came over, and some recognized the figure of Yangzhou Zhizhou. Accompanying the officials were an old Taoist riding a donkey and two young Taoist priests.

"Wow..."

The soldiers suddenly stepped aside.

The old Taoist and his two disciples stepped forward without saying a word, only waving their hands——

The two apprentices moved quickly. One of them placed a low table on the ground under the bridge with a bang. The other quickly took out the incense burner tribute from his bag. The old Taoist took out three sticks of incense from his sleeves, waved it in the air and then rose. There was a curl of green smoke, and the three of them were doing it at the same time. Only one of them could not breathe, and they had already set up a small incense table.

"The Heavenly Lord, manifested by the thunder of the Nine Heavens Xuandu, is above. Wen Pingzi asks the Heavenly Lord to eliminate demons from the lower realms!
"Your Excellency, the Thunder Manifestation Heavenly Lord of Nine Heavens Xuandu..."

Before I finished speaking the second time, a sudden change occurred on the bridge.

It seemed that the sleeping God of Paradise had realized something was wrong. A stone brick on the bridge instantly exploded into a large cloud of white smoke. Along with the exclamations of the people around him, it transformed into a tall man with a bright red face and white hair all over his body. Mao's ferocious ghosts, with eyes like tigers and leopards, stared straight here.

"Nine days..."

"Wow!"

As soon as the God of Paradise raised his head, he set off a violent wind.

Wen Pingzi also waved his sleeves to welcome the wind.

"boom……"

In an instant, sand and rocks flew on the bridge.

People on both sides of the Taiwan Strait screamed and fled in panic.

Now, no matter how brave I am, I can only hide in the dark and peek.

Even the two generals, who were as strong as oxen, only focused on holding on to the horses for a while, and did not dare or were not allowed to step forward easily.

The captains under his command blocked the stone bridge with their shields. I don't know if it was of any use. They were all brave warriors anyway, and no one was afraid to retreat. Instead, they all quietly looked forward through the shields.

In a short period of time, the vicious ghost and spirit fought several times with the old Taoist. The old Taoist was well prepared and threw away the talismans and orbs for free, making the fight difficult to separate.

Although the old Taoist was not at a disadvantage for the time being, his few words of invitation to God were constantly interrupted by the God of Ultimate Bliss, and he could not say any more.

How could the officers, soldiers and people of Yangdu often see such a scene? Instead, they often heard about it in teahouses and tile houses. For a moment, both the officers, soldiers and people were so shocked that their faces turned pale. Even the governor of Yangdu was shocked by the fire and explosion caused by the talisman. The wind and rocks stirred up by the spell caused him to retreat again and again, with a nervous expression on his face.

The streets that were bustling just now were soon empty.

Only a little girl wearing three-color clothes, leading a maroon horse carrying firewood, stood in the middle of the street. Not only was she not afraid, she stood on tiptoes, stretched her neck, and looked ahead with curiosity.

"Nine Heavens Profound Capital..."

"puff!"

The old man was immediately knocked out.

The captain holding the shield behind him was already hit by a huge force before he was hit by the old Taoist figure. Even those with high martial arts skills would have to half-kneel and slide back a long way. Those with less martial arts skills would have to be beaten. Flying out, rolling back and forth.

Even the general next to him almost fell over.

Finally, he stabilized his body, gripped the weapon tightly, and looked down. There was blood at the corner of the old Taoist's mouth, and he was struggling to get up.

How could such an evil god be within the reach of human beings?

"Nine days..."

Lei Gong's name is still not finished.

"Boom!"

But it was not interrupted by the God of Paradise, but a muffled sound, like thunder, but more deafening than most ordinary thunders. Even the bravest generals and warriors were shocked to the point where their hearts skipped a beat and they stared involuntarily. Big eyes looked up to the sky.

I saw the wind blowing away the fog, dark clouds covering the sun, the sky darkening at a speed visible to the naked eye, and large dark clouds gathering in the clear sky, casting large and changing shadows on the ground.

This is no ordinary thing, this is a miracle!

There was a faint figure swaying in the thundercloud.

"I am Zhou Kangbo of the Lei Department. Where in the lower realms can such evildoers be so unruly here?"

The sound rolled like thunder.

The whole Yang was afraid that everyone would hear it.

"It's Thunder Lord?"

The general warrior was surprised. When he looked down again, he saw that the old Taoist breathed a long sigh of relief. However, the vicious ghost and god who had been so arrogant before had no intention of resisting at all. In an instant, there was a strong wind and flying sand. I want to go far away.

"Humph!"

Accompanied by a hum——

"Boom!"

Thunder falls from the sky and strikes the ground as thunderbolts.

Before the violent wind transformed by ghosts and gods had time to fly ten feet away, it was hit by thunder. At that moment, the light and sparks that burst out reflected the figures of ghosts and gods.

"what!!"

All that could be heard was a tragic scream.

The strong wind suddenly dispersed, and the ghost fell to the ground.

With one blow, his soul was shattered.

Thunder God eliminates demons neatly.

(End of this chapter)