Jiangye: I am the immortal of this world

Chapter 105 That Fated Arrow!
In the valley, after the mighty light retreated, the desolate tribe here disappeared.

A priest in black walked up to Long Qing and said, "Second Chief, the Chief is sitting by the lake, talking with friends. Now that the Thirteenth of the academy has fallen into a demon, he should be arrested first and handed over to the judge."

"Presumably Master Yan Se will not disregard the common people in the world just to become a demon and rebel."

The grievances and entanglements between their second secretary and Ning Que have long since been cut and messed up.

We can't really let Long Qing kill Ning Que, the thirteenth student of the academy, and destroy his body here. No one has ever seen the master's supernatural powers, because all the Taoist seniors who have seen him have disappeared without a trace, and they flew away.

Long Qing's haughty face was a little moved, "Priest Liu, don't worry!"

"The temple also has laws and regulations, how can you punish them without teaching them?"

"Wait until I capture him, beat him with dozens of thorn sticks, and interrogate him thoroughly."

He has already stood at the peak of Dongxuan, and there is only a thin line between him and the divine realm of knowing fate. He thought that he would be able to break through the realm and know his fate during the journey.

But along the way, there were cynicism from Daoist idiots, entanglement with all kinds of vulgar things, and a nail in Dao Xin, so he never broke through.

It's just that seeing Ning Que fall into the evil way this time, he couldn't help feeling a little bit of joy in his heart. There was a faint intention of breaking through the barrier that had troubled him for many days.

Ning Que looked coldly at Long Qing who was walking towards him, bowed his bow and shot an arrow, and said, "Long Qing, you shouldn't push me hard."

There are thin snowflakes floating in the sky, and each snowflake is as white as plum blossoms.

The black-clothed priests of the temple watched with great interest, and the thirteenth teacher of the academy, Ning Que, captured him.

It can be regarded as a solution to the stagnant qi accumulated in the liver for many years. In the spring of that year, the peach blossoms all over the mountain were gone, and the priests all over the mountain were killed and injured.

Long Qing stretched out his right hand, and a peach blossom was budding in his hand. When the peach blossom bloomed, it would be the time for him to realize his destiny.

"Ning Que, your realm is too low."

"Do you think you can stop me with a bow and arrow?"

"Don't worry, that little maid of your family, I will take good care of you!"

Long Qing continued to walk towards Ning Que. Although there were meanings circulating on that weird bow and arrow, what could a bow and arrow do?

Yes!

What can a bow and arrow do?

Ning Que opened his eyes slightly, and said coldly, "Long Qing, you are very proud, but you shouldn't mention Sangsang!"

It's too late to say, then soon!
The feathered arrow forged from hundred forged refined iron left the bowstring, the shaft of the arrow shone with light, and a turbulent flow appeared in the valley.

The feather arrows were like a white chain, shooting towards Long Qing. The talisman arrows inspired by telekinesis locked onto the high prince. This was a murderous intention from the soldiers.

Long Qing frowned, and ran on the hard ground, trying to avoid the turbulent iron arrow in the air.

Between life and death, there is a great horror!
The black-clothed priests were stunned at first, and then frantically cast magical spells, but they couldn't stop the iron arrow at all.

They were obviously very benevolent, but they just wanted to capture him, but they didn't dare to kill him!
"Whoosh!"

The iron arrow hit the ground, and Ning Que ran towards the exit of the valley in the wind and snow!

Long Qing watched in astonishment. Ning Que, who had disappeared into the wind and snow, had a big hole in his chest, a big hole running through the front and back.

The black-clothed priest's gaze, through the big hole, saw the disappearing figure in the snowstorm.

The black-clothed priests of the temple wanted to chase and kill them angrily, but were stopped by the priest who advised Long Qing just now.

Because Da Sizuo is by that lake, the most important thing now is to see if he can save Prince Longqing.

Long Qing's gaze became blank in an instant, the stars in his sea of ​​consciousness had been turned into fragments, and it was difficult to close them together.

The sea of ​​qi and snow mountain collapsed, his mind power dissipated, his cultivation realm was dropped, and he was abolished by a practitioner who was not confused.

Priest Liu walked up to Long Qing and said, "Sire, are you okay?"

Long Qing turned around and wanted to say something, but before he could speak, he fell down in the snow.

The black-clothed priests of the temple hurriedly carried Long Qing to a wooden cart left by a deserter.

Pushing the wooden cart towards the Daming Lake, now only the elixir brought by the Chief Secretary from Zhishou Temple can save the prince.

It's just that even if the panacea was used to revive him, this His Highness is still useless. From a practitioner who is about to enter the realm of knowing his fate, he has fallen into a layman who is plagued by diseases all the year round.

Such a gap is enough to kill a person!
In the snowstorm, the faces of the black-clothed priests showed only fear besides anger.

They couldn't think of it, if they came across it, how would they avoid that iron arrow?

However, there are priests who are not very sad about this. Mr. Thirteen of the Academy colluded with the barren people and abolished the second chief of the Judgment Division of the Temple. There are witnesses and physical evidence. Now it depends on how the Academy denies it.

In the academy, there must always be some truth!
"Priest Liu, Ning Que fled towards Daming Lake."

"We should send a carrier pigeon as soon as possible to inform the chief minister. We must not let Ning Que run back to the coalition camp."

How can Ning Que deny it when Ning Que is taken and there are witnesses and physical evidence?
It's just a pity that those Huang people are dead, otherwise it would be difficult for Ning Que to deny the presence of Huang people.

Priest Liu immediately ordered, "Send a carrier pigeon and send a message to the coalition forces to explain Ning Que's crime."

"Issuing the arrest documents from various countries, Ning Que's crime must be imprisoned in Youge, and his crimes cannot be forgiven."

In addition to being the second seat of the Judgment Temple, Long Qing is also the prince of the Yan Kingdom, and now the barbarian invasion is imminent.

The food and salaries of the allied forces depended entirely on the supply of the Yan Kingdom. Now that Long Qing was lost, who knows whether the King of Yan will stop the supply.

They all went to eat the cattle and sheep of the Golden Tent. The Khan of the Golden Tent had to give up the wasteland to the barren people.
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Daming Lake!

The wind and snow were still there, and several bonfires were burning.

Mo Shanshan sat on the wooden stake, carefully comparing the location of the Mozong Mountain Gate with his hands, "According to the records on the map, the Mozong Mountain Gate should be near here without any mistakes."

"But apart from this lakeside, there are no mountains standing here!"

Could it be that the ancestors of Mochiyuan, are the maps recorded wrong?

Ye Hongyu looked at the map in the bookworm's hand coldly and said, "The map records it correctly. During that battle, all the cultivation sects in the world had entered the Demon Sect's mountain gate."

"There has never been a Daming Lake like this on the map."

Mo Shanshan frowned slightly, and said, "The gate of Mozong Mountain is under Daming Lake, how can I get in?"

Ye Hongyu said lightly, "Wait!"

"When that Daoist really cultivates, he will naturally want to go in and have a look when he is tired from playing."

Not far from the lakeside, Chen Xuan picked up the flat stones on the shore and made water floats one after another on the calm surface of Daming Lake.

In the snowstorm in the distance, a person ran towards Daming Lake non-stop.

(End of this chapter)