Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

   Chapter 134 Yangshen Realm Monster Beast, Thousand Poisonous Scorpion!

   Ziqing's double swords trembled violently.

  Lu Xueqing's face was solemn, and she understood that this person is really a strong man in the Yangshen realm.

   Dou Jun stood in the air and looked at her.

   "What about the Yangshen Realm, if you want to fight, fight!"

  Lu Xueqing clenched the sword suddenly, stopped the tremor of the sword, and said coldly.

   "Hahaha! How daring! The matter of Xiaohanshan Temple is pending, Dou will not kill you, but a crackdown is inevitable!"

   Dou Jun smiled with his hands behind his back.

  Xiaohanshan Temple, on the Bodhi Cliff.

  Xuanci smiled and said, "Daoist Qinghui, the real cause and effect has just begun!"

Zhang Ming's eyes were as deep as Yuanhai, and he said slowly: "Abbot Xuanci, Dou Jun, the commander of the Black Armored Army, symbolizes the county governor's mansion and represents the imperial court. If you and I have no winners or losers, then there will be no disciple of mine. Life is in danger."

   He could see clearly that the real game was not in the county seat of Dongling County, but in this Xiaohanshan Temple.

   "What the Taoist priest of Qing Hui said is very true."

  Xuanci raised his eyes and smiled, "The leader of the Tao is not surprised, it seems that he still has a backer to rely on!"

   Zhang Ming narrowed his eyes and sat silently.

  In the mirror, a person slowly floated out from between the pavilions and pavilions.

   "General Dou, this envoy was entrusted by the Taoist priest Qing Hui to save this little girl's life. Please also raise your hand!"

   An old man with a missing tooth in his mouth shouted from a distance.

   Dou Jun's face darkened slightly: "Supervisor of Heaven, Han Xingyuan!"

The    old man approached quickly, laughed and said, "Yes, it's really Han!"

   Dou Jun couldn't help but look hesitant. This Heavenly Prison Court was directly under the Sage, but he was far more powerful than the commander-in-chief of the Black Armored Army.

   Besides, this Han Xingyuan's strength is also higher than his.

   "It turned out that it was the inspector Han who arrived, please forgive Dou's loss of welcome!"

   He thought about it again and again, and finally said it.

  Han Xingyuan smiled indifferently and said, "General Dou, you're welcome. Although I have been ordered by the sage to supervise the world, it does not include your military department. This ceremony... let's avoid it!"

   Between the two of them, it seems unpleasant.

   However, Han Xingyuan did not intend to take action.

   He knew in his heart that although this Dou Jun was a little lower than his realm, he was a real powerhouse from the battlefield.

  The two were afraid of each other and could not help but confront each other.

   And they all symbolize the Great Jin Dynasty, it is impossible to really tear up the face.

  Otherwise, in the eyes of the Sage, it would be a strife between the Heavenly Court and the Army!

  Thinking of this, Dou Jun's eyes also flickered, and he asked in a deep voice, "Inspector Han, the Daoist Master Yiqing of Lingshuguan disrupted the fishing boat song party and even killed several strong men in my Dongling County. Do you really want to protect her?"

  Han Xingyuan also folded his hands and replied, "Being entrusted by others is a matter of loyalty."

   Dou Jun looked at him, and then asked, "Is there an edict from the Holy Master?"

  Nowadays, the relationship between Buddhism and Taoism is delicate, and no one can understand what the sage means today.

  Dou Jun is not a fool, so naturally he doesn't want to get in trouble.

   However, Han Xingyuan smiled softly: "There is no personal entrustment."

   His meaning is very clear, this matter has nothing to do with the Holy Spirit today.

  Dou Jun was relieved.

  Lu Xueqing, who was standing in the air, asked, "Senior Han, you followed me all the way from Nanling City?"

  Han Xingyuan stroked his beard and smiled and said, "That's natural. Your master was worried that you would be attacked on the way. But Han Bai followed along. With your cultivation level, where would you need the protection of this envoy."

  Lu Xueqing heard the words and bowed respectfully, "Thank you, Senior Han."

   She thanked her, but she couldn't help but see the man in Taoist robe standing quietly in the courtyard.

   He smiled lightly, his handsome face was deeply imprinted in his mind.

   "Master... It turns out that you have always been thinking about your apprentice."

   The girl's heart felt warm.

At this time, Dou Jun finally turned around, fell down step by step, and said, "Inspector Han, Dou is selling your face. It's just that this woman disturbs the layout of my county government. If anyone else takes action, please also ask. The inspector kept his hands and watched."

  The conditions he gave were also very clear.

  As the organizer of the fishing boat singing party, he swallowed this breath and did not take action.

   However, if someone else wanted to kill Lu Xueqing, then Han Xingyuan could only wait and see, not do anything.

  Han Xingyuan pondered, and finally said, "Thank you, General Dou!"

   Then, he handed over to Lu Xueqing and warned, "Girl, leave quickly and seek more happiness for yourself."

  Although he agreed to the request of Daoist Qing Hui, he was only able to block Dou Jun.

   If there are other people, it is beyond his ability.

   After he finished speaking, he shook his head and fell towards the courtyard below.

  Lu Xueqing bowed to thank him, but did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he scanned the audience and asked again, "Who else is there to expel the Daomen?"

   There was an instant silence below, and there was no sound.

   She thrust the Ziqing double swords behind her back and said, "Since no one has spoken, let's stop this matter of expelling the Daomen!"

   said, she bowed: "Farewell to the poor!"

  Lu Xueqing was about to leave as he rode the sword light.

   On the Bodhi Cliff, Xuanci asked thoughtfully: "Qinghui Daoist, Jiantianyuan, Han Xingyuan, so this is your back-up?"

   Zhang Ming opened his eyes: "I can't talk about the latter. After all, Pindao did not expect that there would be a causal battle with Master Abbot. If Master has no other means, then this is the Pindao victory?"

   His hole cards have been used up.

   However, Xuanci did not stop there.

   Therefore, he was a little blind and worried.

  Ichiharu, she...isn't it going to happen?

   "Qing Hui Daoist, the old man just said that this battle of cause and effect is just the beginning."

  Xuanci smiled and said, "You only expected strong people like Dou Jun to appear, so you arranged for Han Xingyuan to block. But what if Dou Jun is not the only one in this fight?"

   As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Ming's complexion changed greatly.

  I saw in the mirror, a brown figure flying quickly from the sky.

   "Wait! No one is allowed to go!"

   Before others arrived, there was already a voice coming from afar.

   Lu Xueqing, who was about to leave, could not help but stop his sword light and looked at the brown figure flying over.

  Xuyi, I saw a long-bearded old man with a wide face and a fat body, wearing a brown Confucian clothes, appearing in the air.

   "Who killed my Wang clan? Stand up for this old man!"

   As soon as he appeared, he glanced at the audience with anger, and his eyes quickly fell on the strongest three.

   This long-bearded old man is none other than the contemporary ancestor of the Wang family in Dongling County, named Wang Wenqin.

   He heard the message from the servants just now that the scholar Li Ci had died tragically, so he couldn't hold back and flew all the way from the Wang family's house.

   Among the three people present, Dou Jun, the commander of the Black Armored Army, was famous in Dongling County, and he naturally knew it.

  The other one is Han Xingyuan from the Heavenly Supervision Academy!

  Although he didn't know this person, he had seen the other person's portrait from Wang's information.

   These two are representatives of the Jin Dynasty, and it is impossible to kill his Wang clan.

   Therefore, the only possibility is the woman in front of you!

   And Lu Xueqing didn't mean to hide at all, she stretched out her hand and held the Ziqing double swords.

   "If you're talking about a pear word master, it would be killed by the Pindao, that's right. It's a challenge, life and death. According to the master, the Pindao is also helping him liberate. You don't have to say thank you."

   It was rare for her to say so many words at once.

  's tone was as cold as ever.

Wang Wentan's expression sank. He had already seen the corpse of Wang Jingchun, who had died tragically on the side of the ring, and he could not help shouting angrily: "Well, you are a demon! This old man is the king of Dongling. That poor nephew!"

   said, he waved his hand, and a white-bearded brush with the thickness of an arm appeared in his hand.

   He writes in the air, with sharp strokes.

  In an instant, a word "benevolence" appeared in front of him.

The word    suddenly became bigger, and suppressed Lu Xueqing on the opposite side.

   Immediately below, an exclamation sounded.

   "The volleyball brush, the characters are completed! This is the Confucian supernatural power - the pen of the gods!"

   "I have heard of this person. He is the old master of the Wang family of Dongling County. He was a guest of the Kyoto family in the early years. I heard that he is a Confucian and Taoist.

   "I just don't know if he can defeat this witch!"

  “…”

   Everyone looked up at the woman in the blue dress opposite.

  I saw Lu Xueqing throwing upwards in a calm manner.

  The purple and green double swords flew out in an instant, piercing vertically and horizontally, smashing the huge "ren" character into pieces.

   "You are... Fate Shaper!"

Wang Wentan's eyes widened, and it seemed that he realized the strength of the other party only at this time, and he couldn't help but look condensed and shouted, "No wonder you can kill my nephew Jingchun, but with this sword, you think the old man really can't help you. !?"

   He volleyed and wrote again, the words "righteousness", "dao" and "virtue" appeared in the blink of an eye, and besieged Lu Xueqing.

   The girl's face was cold and she pointed to the imperial envoy Ziqing double swords.

   Just listening to the sound of "swish swish", all three big characters collapsed in the blink of an eye.

   This is a bit of a slap in the face.

Below   , Dou Jun couldn't help looking at Wang Wenqin and shouted: "Master Wang, you are only in the life-shaping realm. Six people have died here just now. If you only have this means, then I am afraid that it is not her who died today!"

   As soon as these words came out, Wang Wenqin's face turned pale, and he hurriedly retreated ten feet away.

   "Damn, you forced me!"

   His face was cloudy and uncertain, and he suddenly shouted through gritted teeth.

   Immediately, he raised his pen and waved it into the air, and quickly drew a pentagram.

   "The poison in the world is the most poisonous than the scorpion!"

  Wang Wenqin shouted word by word, "Come out, Thousand Poisonous Scorpions!"

   A pitch-black chelicera suddenly protruded from the pentagram, causing a cracking sound like space tearing in the air.

   Then, the chelicera sank, slowly revealing a huge black giant scorpion.

  The two huge pincers were close together in mid-air, and the tail thorns were raised upwards, aiming at the woman in the distance.

   Dou Jun's face changed slightly: "Yangshen realm monster!"

  Lu Xueqing also shrank his pupils, showing a vigilant look.

  Xiaohanshan Temple, on the Bodhi Cliff.

Zhang Ming raised his eyes to look at Xuanci and asked, "Master Abbot, if Pindao remembers correctly, this Wang family of Dongling County is a Confucian and Taoist family. ?!"

   At this moment, the worries in his heart were fulfilled little by little.

  Xuanci raised his brows and said with a smile: "Daoist Qinghui, the old man has already said it before. The king of Dongling County has some entanglements with the elder of the Imperial Beast Gate."

   "The old man once heard that a hundred years ago, the Imperial Beast Gate gave a scorpion beast to the Wang family in Dongling County."

   "Unexpectedly, in just a hundred years, this scorpion beast has grown to the realm of a demon king!"

   Zhang Ming stared at him in disbelief.

   This Xuanci has a hidden scheming, and maybe he has long known that the Wang family of Dongling County keeps a monster in the Yangshen realm.

   Even, he had some doubts, the two major forces of the Wang Clan of Dongling County and the Imperial Beast Gate have no grievances or enmity with Lingshu Guan, why did they suddenly target them this time?

   He originally thought that Qiongyu Jianpai had offended the other party.

   But now it seems that is not the case.

   What they really want to target is the Spiritual Pivot View!

  Zhang Ming stared at the other party and said, "Abbot Xuanci, I hope you understand that what Pindao said before is no joke."

   Xuanci looked at him: "Qing Hui Daoist, what the old man said is not a joke."

   The two faced each other and there was no room for negotiation.

   Now the crux of this causal debate falls on Lu Xueqing in the mirror.

   No matter who it is, as long as he loses in this battle, his Buddhist altar or Taoism will be damaged!

   At this moment, the old monk felt a little balance in his heart.

   He could feel that the heart of Daoist Qing Hui... was messed up!

   and chaos is the beginning of defeat!

  Dangling County, the scene of the fishing boat song.

   Everyone looked at the mid-air, only to feel the terrifying aura blowing towards them.

   There are those who are weak and even fall to the ground.

  The monsters of the Yang God Realm, they have never seen them in their entire lives, and at this moment there is only the word "fear" in their eyes and hearts.

  Dou Jun glanced at the crowd with disappointment in his eyes.

   Fishing Boat Song Party, Suppressing Demons…

   But now, they are easily suppressed by the breath of demons.

   After these people go out, I don't know how many of them are left with the courage to face demons.

  Thinking of this, he couldn't help looking up at the sky and asked, "Daoist Master Yiqing, if you accept Dou's suppression at this time. Dou can use the head as a guarantee to save your life before the news of Xiaohanshan Temple arrives!"

   At this time, he instead gave birth to the meaning of cherishing talents.

   However, Lu Xueqing glanced at him and did not reply.

   "Old donor, this scorpion looks fierce."

The girl said calmly, "It's just that Pindao has something to ask. I was waiting on the way to the county town, and I was ambushed by a group of bandits. They not only invited the killers of the life-shaping realm, but also equipped with military-use broken gods. Crossbow. Dare to ask if the one who killed me was your Wang Clan of Dongling County?"

  Wang Wenqin glanced at the corpse on the ground, the anger in his eyes raging like a flame.

   This kind of uncle and nephew love, no one will understand!

   In his life, he only left this line of biography.

   "Demon girl! It's okay to tell you! That mountain bandit and killer were indeed arranged by my Wang family!"

  Wang Wenqin had no scruples at this point, gritted his teeth and said, "Whether old hatred or new hatred, you can't even think of walking out of the county town alive today!"

   "Sorceress, die!"

   He waved his hand suddenly, and the Thousand Poisonous Scorpion leaped out.

  The terrifying air machine spread out overwhelmingly, firmly locking the blue skirt woman in the air.

   Ziqing double swords trembled again!

   This is a divine sword with a spirit, and it is a natural warning.

  These monsters in the Yangshen realm are different from human practitioners. They don’t support life, don’t cultivate Yuanshen, but cultivate a tyrannical body and divine powers of life.

   This qi machine that frightens all living beings has the potential to destroy the soul, and it is one of the magical powers of the Thousand Poisonous Scorpion!

   The people below were deterred by the overflowing air, and all of them trembled in an instant, falling down like a piece of wheat.

   And the woman in the blue dress who was facing the air machine, her body trembled, but she slowly raised her palm.

   An emerald-green ribbon came off the wrist.

   Then, fly like a dragon!

   Bind the demon cord!

   (end of this chapter)