Bashu.

Jinzhu City.

White Tiger Punishment Hall Villa.

"Mr. Liang, Taoist sect is coming, Zhang Daolin cooperates with our investigation."

"And there."

"In addition, there is another Taoist He. Although Taoist He is not the original sect of Kunlun Dao Sect, he is also a strong man in the blessings of the Cave Heaven and the Blessings of Kunlun. He can also be among the top masters in the martial arts world alone. Moreover, the talisman technique that Taoist He is said to be good at is a unique secret, and can even pull the celestial phenomena."

"Play it, the talismans that can cause celestial phenomena are not ordinary methods, the Taoist arts, wind, fire, thunder and lightning...If you don't talk about this, what is the situation outside the Tang Sect?"

"According to the information provided by the local White Tiger Punishment Hall, local residents, and all parties, it is likely that it is a tiger demon. It is just...it is rare to appear in the place where the demons are solemn."

"Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come. Take one step at a time."

"Yes, Lord Liang!" The visitor thought about it and asked, "How do you arrange the five experienced students in the academy?"

He waited for a long time and didn't wait to talk back and forth. When he looked up, he saw that the man with a white tiger crown was silent. His fingers hit the table for a while, "It doesn't matter to others. It's because of experience, it should be a bit dangerous, but Mr. Wang's granddaughter and the queen's younger brother... these two people can't do anything.

Since that's the case, let's do it, Xiao Yin, tomorrow you will take them to the opposite place and don't let them come to the Tiger Demon's realm."

"Yes, Lord Liang."

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"Old Cui, are you not in a hurry to go to the Tang Sect?"

"I haven't had enough people yet, and I was also arranged to board when I went there, so let's complete the training task first."

Wang Ao smiled and said, "Okay, Lao Cui, after this matter is completed, we will accompany you into the Tang Sect. Go in and come out together."

Cui Jue said calmly: "I'll go in one."

Wang Ao clenched his fists and twisted his neck, "Why, I treat me as a brother when I eat and drink. Do you want to leave me alone when something happens?"

Cui Jue couldn't help but smile, "You have reached the eighth level of Tianyin Fist?"

Wang Ao said: "Yes, the more you go, the harder it is. Teacher Tianyun has reached the tenth level long ago, but after practicing on the tenth level for fifteen years, he still cannot break through to extraordinary things.

I really don’t know how those extraordinary monsters were trained.

Speaking of which, I really envy people like Xiaoyao Hou and never have to worry about practicing... But it is strange that if ordinary people were like Xiaoyao Hou, they would have been hollowed out by wine and sex, how could they maintain the spirit of competing in front of warriors?"

Cui Jue pushed the wheel to the window and opened the window. In the other courtyard, the people from the White Tiger Punishment Hall were lined up. He whispered, "The days of Xiaoyao Hou in the future may not be free. If he is just a relative who is rich and rich, then there is nothing...

But when he was in the palace, his sister was in power and was invincible. He also recognized the sixth prince as his adopted son."

Speaking of this, the two suddenly fell silent.

As friends, the two can help Xia Ji without hesitation.

But when it comes to the overall situation, the two of them can't move because... this will lead the entire family to leap into a political war.

Although Wang Ao is rebellious, he is behind him a large family of War, and Wang Zhenfang has many friends... If he helps Xia Ji, is he just helping the Sixth Prince?

Cui Jue used to be fine, but now that he has been recognized as the judge of the underworld, he naturally cannot do whatever he wants.

"If we don't talk about this, when will we go out with the adults in the prison hall?"

"I think it's soon."

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...

In the dark Beppu, Xia Ji opened his eyes and the three sandalwoods had already burned to the end.

Tiger demon?

Take us around in circles?

Not bad, too.

Xia Ji took out a few stacks of yellow paper, cinnabar, and wolf hair from his bag, and sighed and said, "Continue to drive the talismans... I have only drawn more than 300 pieces, but half of them have not arrived.

Taoist practices are really troublesome, and you have to do your homework in advance when fighting a war."

One picture...

Two pictures...

Three pictures...

...

Seventy-eight pictures...

yawn.

"I finally understand why the Taoist priests want to match a boy, so someone will help draw talismans. Anyway, the key talisman does not need to be drawn, and the other quality is worse than that.

Should I find a boy to absorb it into the underworld and help me copy the talisman?"

Xia Ji grabbed the dazed hair on his head in distress.

He considered Lan Yu, the one-armed, endured humiliation, and a little Taoist priest who looked like he had been in the east and the west for thirty years.

Lan Yu is still a teacher in the school. While waiting for the appearance of the horse face, she teaches each other and practices the introductory way of writing [Xuanyuan Seventy-Two Futians] that she taught him at the beginning?

Maybe after writing it, you can be a boy.

Let's observe again.

"Continue to draw, yawn... Damn, why do you doze off after drawing the talisman?"

Xia Ji was speechless.

At the same time, a few villains in his heart immediately ran out.

"Go out and play!"

"Power this world, those who follow me will prosper and those who go against me will perish!"

"Ride the fastest horse, use the fastest sword, drink the strongest wine, and love the most beautiful woman... This will make it worth your time travel!"

The fourth little man shouted out another unknown idea.

The fifth little man shamelessly said an idea that no one could know.

This is the real experience after the mythological realm.

Outsiders only know the glory, but how can they understand these little people who are worried about rushing to take over the idea of ​​taking over the main idea?

Xia Jiyi focused his mind, but the little people disappeared quickly. He wanted to say something in his mind, but the little people were not listening at all.

"The first limit of heaven and man, the limit of mind means that the real extinction of ordinary hearts, and only the mind of Taoism is left?"

Xia Ji probably understood this feeling. After thinking about it, he tried to repeat: "I am a salted fish, I am a salted fish, I am a salted fish."

This thought was only firm for a moment, and suddenly a group of people were distracted for some reason, but they were distracted for a moment, and a group of villains ran out again.

"What a salted fish! You are so powerful, hurry up and dominate the world!"

"Ride the fastest salted fish and play with the most beautiful woman!"

"Go out and go out and play!"

"Want to beat Ji Sheng to death...and then face the entire Great Zhou with one person's strength, what's the fear?"

Xia Ji suddenly condensed, and the little people disappeared again.

Obviously, this Taoist heart is not what you say, "What is my Taoist heart?", this Taoist heart will become yours, and it is not even what you choose and what you have.

Where is the road? No one knows.

Xia Ji thought about it and would rather continue copying the talismans. Anyway, he had to finish drawing 819 pictures, and he had to finish drawing whatever he wanted.

Thinking of the fact that before every battle, Xia Ji had to draw 819 talismans, he suddenly became a little disgusted with Emperor Yan Luo.

This assassin's identity as an uncrowned king in the underground world was so disliked.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!!

A knock on the door sounded.

Wang Qiqi's voice sounded outside the door.

"Xiaoyaohou, what are you doing in the house alone?"

Xia Ji bounced his fingers and the wolf's hair flew into the pen holder. The cinnabar on it had all fallen during his bounce. The young man held the cinnabar inkstone back and forth with his left hand, and directly connected the cinnabar drippings in the air into the inkstone.

The inkstone flew out and fell silently beside the inkstone.

He raised his hands and suddenly a strong suction force appeared on his cuffs. More than a thousand pieces of yellow paper flew into his robe, and from the outside, there was nothing unusual.

A series of actions are just like flowing clouds and flowing water, which is breathtaking.
Chapter completed!