Guarding the mortal world for 300 years, I am invincible in the world

Is Chapter 52 Worth It? (12 seeking follow-up)
"Demon?" The green-robed Taoist was shocked, and looked up at the backs of Su Ming and the three of them who were leaving.

He beckoned, and the disciples on duty at the gate stepped forward and reported the identities of the three.

"The royal envoy Su Ming, and his disciples?"

In Yunchen Hall, Taoist Wang Qingyang, Taoist Yuan Qing, and Taoist Qing Xun frowned.

Luo Chen would not lie.

The demon who snatched his long sword back then was the imperial envoy Su Ming's disciple.

This can also explain why Su Ming was not far away that day.

Moreover, on the cloud boat that day, all of Su Ming's disciples had revealed their identities as monsters, but Mr. Zhu later said that they used talismans to transform into illusions, and used the talismans to break the illusion.

"Mr. Zhu..." Taoist Yuan Qing shook his head, "I'm afraid this person is more interested in banshees."

Wang Qingyang's eyes flickered.

He stood up with a serious expression on his face.

"I'm going to the imperial city."

"Also, with my secret order, I will meet the head of the Demon Division of Qin State Town, the presiding officer of Xuankong Temple Kongwen, as well as Shenjian Villa and Wuhuang City."

He took a deep breath and lowered his voice: "If it is really Dongfang Jing who cultivated the demon law, this will be a catastrophe for my Zhao country."

"Senior Brother, do you want to report to Master Uncle?" Daoist Yuan Qing looked at Wang Qingyang and said softly, "This Thunderclap in his palm is probably not inferior to Grand Master."

Zhang Li is now Jing Yuan Guan's trump card.

Wang Qingyang shook his head, with a hint of worry on his face: "This one has seen those two women before, can he not see it?"

"I'm afraid he doesn't want to offend Dongfang Jing either."

The prime minister of the country, Dongfang Jing, is a great master.

Who wants to offend?
If Dongfang Jing cultivated the demon method, I am afraid that this uncle would not want to make a move.

But Jing Yuanguan had no choice but to make a move.

Jing Yuanguan is the leader of the Taoist sect and has the responsibility to maintain the order of the world.

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Prince's Mansion.

The prince, who had been gloomy for the past few days, had a smile on his face.

Gao Shishan and others standing below are also much more relaxed.

Especially Gao Shishan, the previous several strategies and plans failed, which made his position in the prince's residence embarrassing.

He wanted to get rid of the demon silently, but in the end, not to mention the damage to the Demon Extinguishing League, it also fulfilled the reputation of Wu Wang Zhao Cheng and Jing Yuanguan.

The prince originally arranged to enshrine Ding Cang to test the strength of Mr. Zhang in Jingyuan Temple, but he didn't expect that he would directly hold the sky thunder and destroy the demon with thunder.

According to the analysis of a group of immortal cultivators from the Demon Extinguishing League, this man is not easy to provoke, no matter whether he has a lightning-inducing talisman in his hand or has practiced lightning techniques.

Such a person did not make friends in advance, which made the prince very depressed.

Fortunately, the prince said that it is normal for people involved in the world of cultivating immortals to make mistakes.

The prince, after all, is a prince, his heart is very comparable.

In the past few days, there was finally good news in Luojing City.

In other words, it is good news for the Prince's Mansion.

Another demon appeared in Luoshui.

And hurt people.

The powerhouses from all sides were moved again.

It's just that Jingyuan Temple hasn't issued the demon extermination order yet, so everyone doesn't want to work in vain.

However, the elimination of demons is not finished, and all parties have the intention of watching the fire from the other side, to see how Zhao Guochaotang and Jingyuanguan make arrangements.

"This time, we will destroy the demon with great fanfare." The prince smiled and looked at the few people below.

"King Wu is brave, and the masters in Jingyuan Temple are tyrannical, that's all. Isn't there still a demon in Luoshui?"

"We're going to catch this monster and send it to Jingyuan Temple with drums and gongs."

When the crown prince said this, he looked down at the principal Bai Jinyuan: "Master Bai, are those who made the demon trail last time, are they still in Luojing?"

Bai Jinyuan who was standing below hurriedly bowed: "Go back to Your Highness, most of them have left Luojing, and there are still a few who haven't left yet."

"Then let them make a few more demon traces," Gao Shishan said softly, "The immortal cultivators at Jingyuan Temple are also looking for demons in secret."

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Linhefang.

In a low wine shop, Zhang Chu strode in, glanced over, and walked to the corner.

"Hu catcher, that person moved."

Closing his eyes and covering his face with a bamboo hat, Hu Shanhai, who was dressed in commoner clothes, removed the bamboo hat, lifted the jug on the table, and grabbed the long knife with one hand.

"go!"

The two walked through the streets and alleys, and finally stopped by the pier.

At this point, it was already sunset.

The two waited until it was time to wake up, only to see a black shadow on the pier running away on the waves.

"Follow!"

With a low cry from Hu Shanhai, Zhang Chu pushed the small sampan down Luoshui, and quickly paddled with both hands alternately.

The two of them hid on the bank of the river and followed quietly.

"That's Turtle Beach!"

It wasn't until Zhang Chu saw the figure falling in Luoshui from afar that Zhang Chu condensed for a while, then his complexion changed and he let out a low voice.

"Is this the place where this person killed last time?" Hu Shanhai held the long knife, slightly rubbing the handle with his palm.

These days, he has put his future on catching this person.

Today, even if you desperately want to take it down.

It is best to get both stolen goods.

"Wait."

With one word, Zhang Chu stopped paddling slowly.

The night above the Luoshui is beautiful, and the cruise ships and paintings in the distance are flickering with colorful lights.

In the farther city of Luojing, there are golden lights reflected in Luoshui, shining brightly.

The water waves caressed, and the sampan swayed.

"Hu Butou, do you think it's worth it for us to fight so hard?" Zhang Chu said softly after taking Hu Shanhai's wine pot and taking a sip.

Hu Shanhai took back the jug, put it on the sampan, and stared at the Turtle Beach in front of him with bright eyes.

"My Hu family is a three-generation catcher. I have a good talent in martial arts. At the age of 36, I became a first-class martial artist. I finally got the position of head catcher."

"On the day I was a headhunter, my old man kowtowed to me, saying that my Hu family had finally become an official."

"Born in Luojing, you know, officials are worthless."

Hu Shanhai clenched the handle of the knife tightly.

"But that's what we look up to all our lives." Zhang Chu nodded and said softly.

For Zhang Chu, a low-level gang who swims across the river and sells salt, Hu Shanhai's identity as a headhunter is indeed something he has looked up to all his life.

"Where's your kid?" Hu Shanhai looked at Zhang Chu.

Zhang Chu didn’t speak, but turned his head and looked at the bright river in the distance.

Hu Shanhai grinned.

Over there, the parked painting boat is a cloud boat.

"This time, if you catch the guy who intentionally murdered and made demon traces, and you get a reward, I'll invite you to Yuncaifang and find the most beautiful girl to fuck you." Hu Shanhai reached out and patted Zhang Chu on the shoulder.

Not because of this.

But Zhang Chu didn’t argue.

His hand reached into his bosom.

There is a golden bean and a talisman in his arms.

Taoist Jing Yuan watched Zhuo Yun give him a talisman for protection.

"Whoa-"

In the distance, there was the sound of splashing water.

Zhang Chu sat up straight and suddenly trembled all over.

"Yes, he is the brother of Yuanwutang..."

It's the helpers of Yuanwutang who swim across the river to transport salt.

They rowed toward Turtle Beach.

At this point they were exhausted and wanted to rest on Turtle Beach.

Hu Shanhai stretched out his hand to hold Zhang Chu's arm.

Zhang Chu turned his head and looked at Hu Shanhai: "Hu Tutou is the brother of Yuan Wutang."

Hu Shanhai remained silent with a cold face.

Zhang Chu’s body was shaking.

"Hu Butou, you are a Butou, you, you want to watch them die?"

If you die, you can get the stolen goods.

"If it's not someone from Yuanwutang, would you care?" Zhang Chu was taken aback by what Hu Shanhai said.

He stood there in a daze, watching those paddling people getting closer and closer to Turtle Back Beach.

"Hu Butou, if it's King Wu or Mr. Zhang, do you think they will care if they can get the stolen goods?" Zhang Chu suddenly said again.

will not.

No need.

For the truly strong, there is a balance in their hearts.

Hu Shanhai stood up and slowly drew out the long knife.

"I'm going to save people, you go back and report to Jingzhao Mansion."

After finishing speaking, Hu Shanhai took a long breath, flew up, and moved on the waves.

"Hu Shanhai of Jingzhao Mansion is here, the villains must not be rampant—"

Shouting like thunder, the light of the sword enters the training, riding the waves and surging, the condensed energy is first-rate!
Swimming in the waves, everyone turned their heads in panic, turned around and fled.

Hu Shanhai slashed heavily at the turtle's back beach with his long knife.

"when--"

The knife light collided with a black light, Hu Shanhai paused, and took a few steps back.

"The villain puts his hands on—"

Hu Shanhai slashed with a long knife in his hand, and the light of the knife was shining. In front of him, a five-year-old man in black robe had a gloomy expression, and he kept resisting with a black short knife in his hand.

"Go away!"

The old man couldn't bear to drink low, so he raised the short knife forward, held Hu Shanhai's long knife, pushed it out ten feet away, then turned around and walked away in a few steps.

He just took a few steps, when a figure jumped out of the water directly by the water bank, tore off his arm with one claw, and sent it into his mouth to bite.

The old man let out a cry of pain, and fell on the bluestone on Turtle Back Beach, blood spilled all over the ground.

"Monster!" Hu Shanhai looked at the figure with his arms in front of him biting, his hand trembling with the long knife.

(End of this chapter)