Martial arts: just became a policeman, married his wife Li Hanyi at the beginning

But it's a pity, Lu Chen had been prepared for a long time. The moment Zhao Huangchao yelled loudly, he immediately started playing the Tianmoqin in his hand, isolating Zhao Huangchao's voice within a radius of two feet. Others, of course, can't spread it.

"Zhao Huangchao. You are the most hateful guy. Today, the luck of the Dali Dynasty and Longhushan was cut off, thanks to you!"

"Don't worry, the sentence you said just now will not be heard by anyone, and it will not be spread. The world knows that what you shouted is only heard by you and me."

As soon as Lu Chen finished speaking, he flicked his finger lightly, and a burst of sword energy burst out, which instantly sank into Zhao Huangchao's neck. Zhao Huangchao felt his world spinning, and then his eyes went dark, and a wound the size of a bowl appeared on his neck, with blood Flowing like a fountain.

Zhao Xuansu and Zhao Huangchao died.

However, Chase Lu, who saw the two of them dead and decapitated with his own eyes, did not relax his vigilance, and even talked.

"Don't hide in the corpse, you two, come out. The two of you have already cultivated to this point. Make sure that your soul will not disperse. I believe you two can still do it."

Two wisps of green smoke drifted out from Zhao Huangchao's corpse and Zhao Xuansu's corpse, and these two wisps of green smoke gradually turned into two human figures in the midair. These two human figures are the souls of Zhao Huangchao and Zhao Xuansu.

At this moment, the two of them really have the air of immortality. The two of them are wearing Taoist robes with wide sleeves and flowing, and the so-called natural style is nothing more than that.

Zhao Xuansu glared at Lu Chen angrily: "Lu Chen, I didn't expect you to even know the secrets of my Taoism. What is your background?"

"Me?" Lu Chen sneered coldly: "I'm just an ordinary six-door policeman. I'm still a six-door policeman. If you two don't believe it...you don't believe it. Anyway, you Two of them are already dead, so how can I still check on me with my soul alone?"

"You two are really going to hit the road this time. If I make a move again, you two soldiers will not be so brisk!"

The souls of Zhao Xuansu and Zhao Huangchao looked at each other, and then they flew towards Lu Chen together.

Where Lu Chen's piano sound passed, the souls of Zhao Xuansu and Zhao Huangchao were like hot water pouring ice and snow, and there was a scorching sound, but the two of them didn't realize it. There was only one purpose, and that was Lu Chen.

Li Chungang yelled badly, and flew over thousands of flying swords hovering over the snowy plain. The flying swords were fast enough, but they still couldn't quench their thirst.

Lu Chen's piano sound was like thousands of steel knives, disturbing the souls of Zhao Xuansu and Zhao Huangchao, but there was a burst of purple air rushing in front of Lu Chen, and Lu Chen didn't even notice it.

This purple qi came from the cover of Zhao Xuansu and Zhao Huangchao with their souls. This purple qi is the 803 fate of Longhu Mountain.

After all, Longhushan is the largest faction in the Dali River and Lake, so how lucky is this faction?How can one person afford it?

Even if it can be said that after Longhushan was beheaded by the luck lotus, the remaining luck has only been over for a few decades, but it is still not something that can be carried by one person.

Luck calamity, these are actually two things, luck of course refers to good luck, calamity refers to bad luck.

And if it can be called calamity by a sect, then this luck must be extremely bad to be called calamity. Compared with a person's calamity, a sect's calamity may not be greater, but most of the time it is in this way.

When it comes to fate, it is mysterious and mysterious, but it does exist, the way of heaven is in a panic, and the people of Taoism have still figured out some ways these days.

The purple air poured down in front of Lu Chen, and Zhao Xuansu and Zhao Huangchao's last words could be faintly heard on the eve of their dissolution.

Zhao Xuansu said: "Since I can't beat you, then the poor Taoist will take a trick, steal a secret, and transfer all the fate of Longhu Mountain to you. Let me see how you, a Confucian saint, can bear it!"

Zhao Huangchao said: "Don't think about dying, the fate of Dragon and Tiger Mountain will not make you die so easily, we also think that God has borrowed the fate of Dragon and Tiger Mountain for 300 years! I want you to suffer End all sufferings and calamities in this world before dying, hahahaha...".

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Li Chungang saw that purple air hit Lu Chen, he scolded Niangxipi, then flew with Yujian, and hurried to Lu Chen's side.

The purple energy of Sanqing was mighty, lingering in Lu Chen's whole body.

Suddenly, just when Li Chungang was about to get close to Lu Chen, he saw that the three pure purple air exploded, and all the purple air dissipated, leaving behind pure white air, lingering around Lu Chen's side , and was finally absorbed by Chase Lu.

The purple one is the end of luck, the two merged into one, and the purple exploded to leave only white, that is pure luck, as for the doom that separated from purple to black, it dissipated in the world between.

Li Chungang was stunned for a moment, he was an old Jianghu, and he knew a little more than Lu Chen no matter what.

Especially Taoist methods. When Li Chungang was in the rivers and lakes, he also fought with some Taoist masters. He fought more and killed more Taoist priests. He naturally understood that these Taoist methods are in fact invariable. .

Purple Qi is the color of the mixture of fate and calamity, and calamity is black, and fortune is white. The two are entangled with each other and superimposed on each other. It became purple.

The black calamity dissipated between heaven and earth, annihilated in the law, and the white contract belonging to Longhushan for the next 300 years was absorbed by Lu Chen.

Lu Chen frowned, and didn't feel any discomfort in his whole body. If he had to pick out any changes, Lu Chen just felt that his luck seemed to be improving.

Li Chungang looked Lu Chen up and down and asked, "Saint, do you think there is something wrong?"

Lu Chen shook his head and smiled and said: "The two old guys told me before the military solution that they would graft all the remaining decades of luck in Longhu Mountain, plus the 300 years of luck borrowed from God, to me. You want to use the luck of a sect to overwhelm me and make me unlucky."

"But it doesn't seem to be useful now. Maybe there is someone who can solve my doubts. Senior Li, please go down and watch these Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain. I will bring my brother-in-law here soon."

As Lu Chen said, he walked back to Daxueping step by step, and came to his brother-in-law Xu Longxiang.

"Long Xiang, my brother-in-law asks you, do you still want to learn from that old Taoist priest in Longhu Mountain?"

Xu Longxiang was the elder of Halaziliu, and Huang Rong wiped him with a handkerchief, leaving some for him to wipe.

Huang Rong is very kind-hearted, she doesn't dislike Xu Longxiang being dirty, Xu Longxiang also likes Huang Rong, every time he gets rubbed, he smiles at Huang Rong, and then he answers his brother-in-law's words.

"I still want to learn from him, that old Taoist is very kind to me!"

Lu Chen nodded, and then once again recruited the big bluestone that he rode on yesterday with his true energy.

Although Xu Longxiang was stupid, but after seeing the blue stone, he knew that he might have to leave. He turned his head to look at Huang Rong, and smiled foolishly. He didn't dare to reach out to touch Huang Rong, and he didn't dare to give her a thankful hug. , because he was afraid of hurting Huang Rong.

Xu Longxiang climbed up the bluestone, and Lu Chen took Xu Longxiang to fly across the wide Shejiang River.

Most of the Taoist priests in Longhushan were killed or injured. The remaining Taoist priests were either very low-level Taoists, or some old Taoist priests who had been hiding and practicing. But after the Longhushan formation was broken, the two ancestors were already dead, so how dare they show their faces.

Sword God Li Chungang was sitting in front of the Sanqing Temple, he didn't need to speak, just sitting there, the one-armed sheepskin old man calmed down Zhao Xiyi.

Zhao Xiyi watched Lu Chen and Xu Longxiang land slowly, and hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Saint! Taoist Zhao Xiyi from Longhu Mountain sees the saint."

"Give me a reason not to kill you."

Lu Chen asked coldly.

Hearing these words, Zhao Xiyi felt a chill all over his body, and he answered vigorously.

"Today, the grievances between the sage and me at Longhushan have been settled, and the two ancestors have already paid the due price. My Longhushan will definitely protect the life of the little prince and never let the little prince be in danger."

"If Beiliang raises troops to rebel in the future, I, Longhushan, will never help Dali court."

"Okay!" Lu Chen said lightly: "I hope you can remember what you said today, go and invite Master Zhao Xituan, I want to tell him a few words!"

"Yes!"

Zhao Xiyi heaved a sigh of relief, he was about to go down the mountain to Xiaoyaoguan to call Zhao Xituan up, but he didn't expect that just as he walked down the steps, he saw Zhao Xituan climbing up the steps step by step.

Xu Long seemed to have sensed it, rushed down in a hurry, came to the front of the master, picked up the master without saying a word, jumped up, and landed in front of Lu Chen.

Xu Longxiang didn't know how to make light of himself, and he didn't know how to use his true energy to support himself to fly. He leaned on his body stiffly, and fell with huge force, cracking the bluestone ground under his feet.

The blood on the corner of Zhao Xituan's mouth has not been wiped clean. Thinking about it, when the mountain protection formation was opened just now, he was also secretly conveying his cultivation. This cannot be blamed on him. After all, he is also a member of Longhu Mountain. If he makes a move, how can he gain a foothold in Longhu Mountain and how can he protect Xu Longxiang?

Zhao Xituan looked at Lu Chen and bowed his hands: "`. I have seen Lu Shengren before."

"Master Zhao Xituan, my brother-in-law still wants to learn art from you, is that okay?" Lu Chen asked.

Zhao Xituan glanced at Xu Longxiang and nodded.

"No problem, Pindao just asks Lu Shengren to leave a vein for Longhushan."

Now Longhu Mountain has no luck in the next 300 years, and it is still unknown whether Longhu Mountain will exist after 300 years, and I really have no reason to kill them all.

"I can promise you that I won't attack Longhu Mountain again, as long as you Taoist priests don't go down the mountain again! The time limit is 300 years. If you can promise, you can practice Taoism on the mountain and don't get involved in the affairs of the dynasty. Longhu ( The money is good) the mountain will always exist.”

Now that the Zhao Dynasty is gone, Longhushan's vitality has been severely injured, and there is only one life left. How dare they meddle in the affairs of the Dynasty, and how can they become the talker of the Liyang Dynasty in Jianghu again?

Zhao Xituan and Zhao Xiyi looked at each other and could see the sadness in each other's hearts, but at this moment there was no other way, thanks to Xu Long's statue here, otherwise the murderous nature would be like Lu Chen, and today the dragon and tiger would definitely be confused live.

"Follow the teachings of Saint Lu!" Zhao Xiyi and Zhao Xituan said in unison.

"There is another problem. Before the two old guys, Zhao Xuansu and Zhao Huangchao were dismissed, they transferred your dragon and tiger mountain's luck and doom on me, saying that I would suffer all the doom and die. That was a purple aura hitting me. , and then dissipated into a streak of black air, dissipating between the heaven and the earth, and finally only the white air entered my body."

"What's going on here?" Pulled.

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After Zhao Xituan and Zhao Xiyi heard this, they looked at each other bitterly, and finally Zhao Xiyi spoke.

"That purple qi is the luck of my Taoist school in Longhu Mountain. Everything in the world is dependent on good and bad. One yin and one yang are called the Tao. Yin and yang are born together, and yin and yang are mutually restrained. Qi is good luck."

"The two patriarchs tried their best to solve the war by themselves, and they also wanted to pass on the calamity of luck in the next 300 years of Longhu Mountain to the saint. The ancestors never expected that only good luck was absorbed in the end, but the calamity dissipated between heaven and earth, and returned to Longhu Mountain."

"As for why calamity and luck are separated, it's probably because you are also a Confucian sage, or it may be because your luck is too strong."

After Zhao Xiyi finished speaking bitterly, he shook his head helplessly.

After hearing this, Lu Chen said: "This is also what you two ancestors did to yourself. I originally planned to borrow the road from Shejiang to go south and return to Xueyue City, but you two ancestors did it to themselves and insisted on provoking me. They ask for it."

Now that Chase Lu has won, and won very easily, Longhushan can't stop Chase Lu with all the strength of the entire sect.

Now that the two old ancestors are dead again, no matter how much Lu Chen says and scolds, the two old celestial masters, Zhao Xiyi and Zhao Xituan, dare not fart.

Zhao Xituan looked at Lu Chen and cupped his hands and said, "Saint, although it is said that the saint has absorbed the luck of my Dragon and Tiger Mountain for the next 300 years, it may not be a good thing."

"The way of heaven is terrified. Anyone and any force has their own destiny. If this kind of luck is what a saint should have, then it's no problem. Not only is it not a bad thing, it's a great thing, but if it's a saint's fate, it shouldn't have this kind of luck. , then even if the sage's luck is strong and the calamity is abruptly dispersed, I am afraid that the 300-year luck of Longhu Mountain may not be a good thing."

Lu Chen is not very familiar with Taoist methods, but he is more willing to believe what Zhao Xituan said, that people have their own destiny and festivals.

Fighting against the sky is a lot of fun, but there are not a few people who have fought against the sky since ancient times, and there are only a handful of people who can really win in the end.

At this time Li Chungang also spoke.

"Master Zhao Xituan is right, saint. I met a Taoist priest when I was young. This guy is best at arranging his own and other people's fate. At that time, I remember that he liked an oiran very much, but the oiran hated him She was a poor Taoist priest who was unwilling to follow him, but the Taoist priest managed to obtain the horoscope of Hua Kui's birthday and cut off all the luck in her life."

"At the end, when the oiran was taking a bath, because the maid accidentally put all the hot water on her head, she was disfigured. Although a doctor rescued her later, her face was already ruined. In the end, she couldn't stand her ghostly appearance and committed suicide."

"The Taoist said originally that the oiran's fortune should have been very good, and he would become a famous oiran, and he might even enter the harem and become the emperor's concubine in the future. When he met him, he exchanged his 20 years of life for this Oiran lives forever."

Lu Chen understood Li Chungang's meaning very well. He wanted to pay more attention to himself and be more careful, but after absorbing the 300-year luck of Longhushan, if there was something bad, the system would remind him if he wanted to.

The most important thing is that I have to face the battle with the sky itself anyway, so I am afraid of this?

Lu Chen smiled slightly, and said casually: "It doesn't matter, even if something really happened, we can solve it later."

Zhao Xituan sighed secretly in his heart, facing the Heavenly Dao with such momentum and courage, it is really not wrong for the two ancestors to lose to him, and it is really not wrong for Longhushan to be defeated by him!

Lu Chen continued to say to the two old celestial masters: "Zhao Xuansu, Zhao Huangchao and the other two old guys are disrespectful to the old. Premise, since my brother-in-law has already worshiped Zhao Xituan as his teacher, how can he leave without finishing what he should learn?"

"Xu Longxiang studied art with Master Zhao Xituan. I don't know if my brother-in-law's life will be guaranteed after I leave?"

Zhao Xituan cupped his hands and said, "Please rest assured, the sage, the little prince will be safe and sound in Longhu Mountain!"

Zhao Xiyi was also at the side and repeatedly assured: "Please rest assured, Saint, with me and my junior brother here, we will definitely not let the little prince suffer any harm. If the little prince has a bad life in Longhu Mountain, we will definitely ask the saint for forgiveness."

"There's no need to plead guilty." Lu Chen said lightly, exuding a hint of deterrence: "If something really happens to him, all Longhushan will be buried with him."