The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

The purple-clothed monk walked along with Liang Yan, towards the west of Zhujian Pavilion.

　　 Liang Yan followed him, and secretly said in his heart: "If I remember correctly, this is the direction to go to the Council Chamber. It seems that something major has happened. Is it really because of the theft of the sacred fire?"

　　 He felt a little nervous, although he did not obtain the divine fire in the end, but once there were clues left, this matter would not be related to him.

　　 "If Huang Potian leads the crowd to attack me, facing these people's siege, I will use all my methods and I should protect myself. It's just that Li Xiaosong is so far away, I wonder if I can take her away together."

　　 He thought left and right, his mind was confused, and he suddenly heard the human saying in front of him: "That's it, please come from Young Master Liang!"

　　 Liang Yan retracted his thoughts and looked up.

　　 "It really is the Chamber of Deputies!"

　　 He sighed secretly, and slightly arched his hand at the purple-clothed monk in front of him: "Your Excellency has led the way."

　　 After talking, he lifted his foot forward and walked straight into the chamber of parliament.

　　 As soon as I entered the hall, I saw many monks sitting or standing, waiting here. Not only the three cultivators who came to help, but also many leading cultivators with a position in the Jianjian Pavilion gathered here, and their cultivation bases were all above the sixth level of Qi refining.

　　 "Huang Potian is in such a big posture this time!" Liang Yan frowned slightly, and his eyes swept across the court. To his surprise, Li Xiaosong was also here.

　　 "That's fine, if the conflict arises later, it will be convenient for me to take her away." Liang Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and walked to Li Xiaosong's side.

"Huh? You are here too!" Li Xiaosong grinned when he saw him coming, "I was thinking about whether to wake you up, so many people gathered here today, I think something big will happen in the Jianzhu Pavilion. "

　　 After listening to Liang Yan, he felt a little guilty in his heart, and replied casually: "Maybe the Lord Huang has some plan, and I have to discuss it with us."

"On his kind of straw bag, what can I do!" Li Xiaosong muttered, and then whispered: "I suspect it has something to do with the treasure you told me last time. Maybe it has been stolen by someone else. What about the interrogation?"

　　 This girl, which pot should not be opened and which pot should be mentioned!

　　 Liang Yan rolled his eyes and said angrily: "You are wronged for asking you to cultivate immortals. I think you can be a supernatural detective!"

　　 "Hey!" Li Xiaosong smiled slightly, a pair of thief eyes were already looking around, apparently wanting to observe secretly and unearth this so-called "thief".

　　 Liang Yan ignored him, and looked around, but saw that Dugu Jiannan was also invited here. He was dressed in a robe and stood with his hands behind. Behind him was the sword slave named Sun Bu'er, holding a stone sword case in both hands, standing behind Dugu Jiannan with a dull expression on his face.

　　 Although Dugu Jiannan was very good at covering up, Liang Yan still noticed his gaze and was secretly looking at the people around him. Apparently tonight, the "grey sword repairman" who fought with him in the ancestral hall caused Dugu Jiannan's vigilance.

　　 Obviously knowing that the forging **** fire is on his body, but at this time, under the eyes of everyone, Liang Yan has nothing to do with him.

　　 "Hmph! You are in the light, I am in the dark. As long as there is no trouble tonight, there will always be a chance in the future." Liang Yan secretly said in his heart.

　　 At this moment, a person suddenly walked in from the door, with a high nose, thick lips, broad shoulders, and wearing a fluffy yellow robe. He was the master of this place, brilliant!

　　As soon as he entered the hall, he said loudly, "Everyone gathered here in the middle of the night, is there something to discuss?"

　　As soon as he said this, everyone in the hall instantly quieted down, and many people showed a dazed expression.

　　 After a while, someone who seemed to be the commander of the Zhujian Pavilion came forward and said: "Pavilion Master, didn't you call us to come?"

　　 "What?! I have never given such an order!" Huang Potian was also stunned.

　　 He turned his head abruptly, and shouted at a monk at the door: "You, come here!"

　　 Liang Yan turned his head and found that this man was the purple-clothed monk who had brought him here before.

　　 "Who passed this order to you? Explain it clearly to me!" Huang Potian said sharply.

　　 After hearing the words, the purple-clothed monk walked to Huang Potian, bent over and arched his back, and said respectfully: "Return to the pavilion master, this is obviously your order!"

"Nonsense, nonsense!" Huang Potian was furious, and pointed at the purple-clothed monk's nose and cursed: "Did you have bad eyesight or bad ears? I have never seen you tonight. ......"

　　 "Guardian, be careful!"

　　 There was a loud shout, but Liang Yan exclaimed.

　　 "What?" Huang Potian was slightly confused, before he could answer, but saw that the purple-clothed monk suddenly raised his head, his face was indistinctly distorted, and at the same time he opened his mouth, unexpectedly spit out several purple sharp glows from his mouth.

　　 At such a close distance, Huang Potian is inevitable! However, as a monk at the pinnacle of Qi training, even though he was attacked, he was not messed up at all.

I saw a wave of righteousness coming out, Huang Potian waved his left hand to disperse the galloping purple awns, and at the same time, the spiritual power of his right hand gathered and shot out with one palm. It was the Confucianism "Bengshan Jin". !

　　 The purple-clothed monk was slapped by this palm, hitting the sky of his forehead~www.ltnovel.com~ In an instant, there was no vitality. However, his dead body did not fall backwards. Instead, his two arms stretched out three feet strangely, grabbing Huang Potian from two incredible angles.

　　 Huang broke the sky and his complexion changed slightly, his toes were a little bit down, and his whole body soared up into the sky, which could be able to avoid these two facing claws. At the same time, the right hand pinches the Jue, and points towards the void below.

　　 Several blue auras galloped downwards, instantly hitting the purple-clothed monk, exploding his dead body into powder.

"what happened!"

　　 Huang broke the sky again and fell to the ground, his face was gloomy as water, and he murmured in his mouth, as if asking everyone, or talking to himself.

　　 "Look, what is that!"

　　 Suddenly someone pointed to the ground, and everyone followed his gaze, only to see the purple light that was ejected from the monk's mouth before, twisting and beating on the ground, as if it were a living thing.

　　 "It's a Gu worm!" Bai Xuan exclaimed in the crowd.

"What! This person was poisoned by someone else?" Huang Potian frowned slightly and looked around at everyone: "My sword forging pavilion now has an iron barrel, how could the enemy have a chance to kill Gu? Could it be that an internal traitor has appeared inside? "

　　 "Pavilion Master Huang might be wrong." Liang Yan smiled bitterly: "Remember the ghost soldiers' chaos last time?"

　　 Huang broke the sky after hearing that his face changed drastically, and said in surprise: "You mean, the ghost soldier who broke into the sword-making pavilion last time carried a gu worm?"

　　 "I'm afraid that's the case. I think it's not the only one who got the Gu technique..." Liang Yan sighed lightly.

　　 As if to confirm what he said, dozens of monks poured in outside the Council Chamber, all with red eyes and distorted expressions.