Chapter 730: Endless and Meaningless Calculations (2)

The Qian family that was taken out was the Qian family that Qian Laosan belonged to. His family originated from the area under the jurisdiction of Liangyi Tiandao Sect, a place called Xiuyi.

The Qian clan, taking their surname as their starting point, believed in the concept of "finance connecting the world", so his family's medicine shop in Zhenmo City was named "Sihaihao".

Over the years, as the business of the Sihai Hao has been booming, the focus of the Qian family has shifted to Demon Suppression City. In the former ancestral land, only a group of clan members are left to clean the ancestral hall and maintain the ancestral graveyard.

In order to show that he has not forgotten his roots and at the same time remind the young people of the foundation of the family, the gold-lettered signboard hanging on the door of the extremely grand shop in front of Lu Qian clearly read the five characters "Xiu Yi Si Hai Hao".

"Don't forget the book, it's a good thing." Lu Yan's left hand was holding a Zen stick, holding a bunch of ordinary fist -sized Buddha beads in his right hand, the beads collided, and the loud noise of the "Dang Dang Dang" continued, and the ground tiles on the street were all a piece of ground tiles. The block was shaking.

"It's just that, as the leader of all spirits, humans, in addition to not forgetting their roots, also have many virtues that need to be passed down and carried forward." Lu Qian said seriously with a smile to the two Bodhisattvas, the Prison-Suppressing Red Lotus and the Prison-Suppressing Qingyan, next to him: "For example, , modesty, for example, prudence, for example, a heart of awe that always remembers that one is a 'human' and must not collude with evil spirits!"

Lu Qian sighed: "Awe, this is the most important virtue in the world. If a person loses awe, then he, and his family, are not far from death!"

Zhenyu Honglian and Zhenyu Qingyan put their hands together and smiled without saying a word.

‘Awe’?

The disciples of the prison-suppressing lineage who were born in Daning Temple have no such concept in their hearts. Fists, fists, fucking fists!

The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha has always taught by words and deeds, so that all the disciples of Daning Temple have developed an indelible concept - as long as your fist is big enough, you can do whatever you want, and absolutely no one in the world can stop you!

The sages of Taoism cannot be stopped.

The Lord Buddha of Buddhism cannot be stopped!

If you want to do something, but you are interfered with and destroyed by others... Useless little thief bald, it must be that your fist is not big enough or hard enough!

Of course, facing Lu Qian, the youngest true disciple of the Buddhist lineage in the Zhenyu lineage, the two Bodhisattvas would never refute what he said in front of countless onlookers. Therefore, the two Bodhisattvas showed the mysterious and standard "magic stick" smile unique to Buddhist disciples, and nodded slightly, indicating that they strongly agreed with Lu Qian's opinion!

"The two Bodhisattvas think so too? That's right!" Lu Qian raised his voice and walked toward the nearly a hundred guards who lined up in front of the Sihai gate with gloomy and solemn expressions. He shook his head and said, "You just don't know. Awe is what caused today's disaster!"

The closed door of the Sihai opened slowly, opening a gap that only allowed people to go in and out sideways.

A middle-aged man who looked very similar to the third young master Qian who was killed by Lu Qian. Just looking at his appearance, he seemed to be a few years younger, but his demeanor was obviously much more mature. He walked out slowly, holding a ten-digit coin in both hands. Carved from ten thousand years of dragon blood roots, the tray is scarlet red and exudes a fragrant aroma, with a radiant ring placed on it.

The middle-aged man walked slowly to Lu Yi and handed the tray to Lu Yi expressionlessly.

Lu Qian looked at the tray - the material on the tray was very good, and dragon blood root was a rare and valuable medicine. It was the main medicine for refining the body-tempering treasure pill in many Buddhist golden body techniques. The ten-thousand-year-old dragon blood root can have a powerful effect on all true immortals below the 30th level of true immortals.

The dragon blood root that is 100,000 years old has a great beneficial effect on the powerful golden body that has just entered the Buddha level.

The tray in front of me is about two feet in diameter and three inches thick. It has clear patterns and a rich scent of blood. It is clearly the best and treasure among the hundred-thousand-year-old dragon blood roots. If this tray were put on sale, it could sell for at least one million high-quality fairy crystals!

As expected of someone who is in the medicinal materials business, a commonly used tray is carved from such top-quality materials.

What a big deal!

Such a tray is of such value. You can imagine how much wealth there will be in the ring placed on the tray!

In all directions, on the roofs and in the sky, there were many people watching the excitement. Their breathing suddenly became heavier. Some people's faces were slightly congested, and their hands and fingers couldn't help but twitch.

If the surrounding streets were not filled with great monks under Lu Qian's command, and they had even formed a Buddhist formation to completely surround the Sihaihao, there might have been some daring desperadoes who would have taken action directly without giving Lu Qian, the deputy city lord, face. Snatched.

"Who are you? What are you doing?" Lu Qian looked at the middle-aged man with a smile.

"The villain Qian De, Qian Chongming, is the villain's incompetent youngest son." The middle-aged man took a deep breath, looked at Lu Qian, bent down with difficulty, raised his hands above his head, Passed the tray forward again.

"Qian is smart?" Lu Qian looked at Qian De in shock.

"The child offended the deputy city lord and was killed by the deputy city lord. He deserved it." Qian De did not raise his head and said softly: "It's just that one person is responsible for what he does, and as the saying goes, debts are wiped out with death. The child has already paid the price for his stupidity. , all causes and effects have come to an end."

Chandler lowered his voice three tunes again, and said softly like a mosquito whispering: "In this ring, there are 100 million top-quality fairy crystals, and there are also 18 strains that are of great benefit to Buddhist techniques. The precious medicine... This is just the apology of the Qian family to the deputy city lord."

Lu Qian looked at Qian De, who was bowing his head and lowering his eyebrows in an extremely humble posture, and suddenly sighed.

He squatted down...

Lu Qian did not use his magical powers or martial arts to suppress his body shape at this moment. He now appeared in front of people with the standard body shape that his current martial arts had created. Therefore, he squatted down now and was still almost half the height taller than Chandler.

He could only squat down, then awkwardly bend down, lower his head, and then he could barely come face to face with Chandler.

He also lowered his voice and said softly: "I am a reasonable person, and I understand the morality of the world. Debts will be wiped out after death, and grievances in the world will not involve the wife, daughter, and family... Logically speaking, I have already killed Chan De. You money The reputation of this clan in Demon Suppression City is not bad, at least they do business fairly."

"So, according to the moral principles of the world, I should let your Qian family go."

Lu Qian shook his head gently.

Qian De raised his head and glanced at the man standing next to Lu Qian. The man who had just beaten the demon drum claimed to be a servant of the Qian family. He was the first to accuse the Qian family of colluding with evil spirits and was preparing to break into the ninth city of Zhenzi and massacre the city. The great man of all his people.

He smiled bitterly and said: "Since the deputy city lord has made it clear, then this person is definitely not a member of my Qian family. Why did he go to report on my Qian family?"

Lu Qian touched his bare head and sighed again.

"Have you ever heard of the saying "Kill the chicken and show it to the monkey?"

"There is a group of monkeys. I don't know what they want to do, but their methods are too mean and dirty. They try their best to torment my eldest brother and sister-in-law... but they are very important people in my heart!"

"If they kill my eldest brother and sister-in-law with a single blow, then I will attack them openly and avenge them. These things will never involve the Qian family! "

"But your son is indeed as you said, stupid enough. He came to my door with my sister-in-law's deed of sale and asked me to hand over someone! Moreover, he is actually very wealthy and has bribed the Demon Suppressing City. The head of the Crime and Prison Department came forward... This is not right!"

Lu Qian said softly: "I don't care about a pure fool. But a fool who has enough financial resources to redeem the powerful people of Demon Suppression City is very fatal. It is not only my life, but also your Qian family's life, no What?"

"Your son can ask a powerful person like the head of the Prison Department to come forward, but what about you? Where is the Qian family behind you?"

Qian De looked at Lu Qian solemnly: "We can't!"

Lu Qian shook his head: "Who can guarantee it? The story of lying on a salary to taste gall... Oh, don't worry about it. You don't know the allusion of 'lying on a salary to taste gall', but I just know it. You Qian family are too rich. Money means connections and connections, even if you just spend a lot of money to buy a killer?"

"Even if I'm not afraid of these, the people around me are!"

"So, it's better to just wipe out your whole Qian family." Lu Qian looked at Qian De seriously: "Especially, since Qian Chongming is so smart, he chose to wade into troubled waters, no matter who he was deceived by. No matter who instigated it... I will use his life, and the lives of all the young and old members of your Qian family, to warn those monkeys!"

Lu Qian stood up and suddenly took out his Zen staff.

With a loud thunderclap, the void in front of him shook. Qian De was unprepared and was blown away by Lu Qian's blow.

The tray flew up and before it hit the ground, it was rolled up by Lu Qian's sleeves and put back into his sleeves.

Countless onlookers were shouting in unison, and even a true immortal with advanced cultivation, tough background, enough confidence, and enough courage hissed: "Kill his people and make money. Hey, hey, what a fierce monk!"

Lu Qian turned a deaf ear to this.

You did this kind of thing in broad daylight, in full view of the public, in front of countless people, you have done it, are you still afraid of what others will say?

"Any grievances should be faced head-on, with real swords and real guns. You always do these sneaky tricks and use these despicable means to insult people. What does this mean?" Lu Qian shook his head gently, suddenly raised his voice, and said this sentence The news spread far and wide.

He didn't know who was behind the plot against Yinyuan and Bai Yuan.

But he couldn't stand this kind of underhanded tactics.

Therefore, he wanted to kill people in public, kill many people, and use all the heads of the Qian family to warn those people - now Yinyuan and Bai Yu also have people who support them. If you want to continue to attack them, then do it with open swords and guns, and stop using those messy and inexplicable methods.

From all directions, nearly ten thousand great monks shouted in unison, and eighteen layers of bright golden light enveloped the entire Sihai.

As the majestic pressure moved inward, bursts of dull and loud noises were heard. Above the huge shop of Sihaihao, a series of defensive restrictions emitted bright light, and the Buddhist formation formed by the monks collided with each other, splashing countless balls of fire. .

"Fa Hai, do you want us to take action?" Zhen Yu Honglian squinted his eyes and looked at the defensive formation composed of bright haze above the Sihai with great interest: "This formation is extraordinary, I'm afraid it doesn't have the strength of the Great Bodhisattva , difficult to break!”

Lu Qian smiled, and then directly threw the Fantian Seal.

A dark light soared into the sky, reaching thousands of miles high in the sky in an instant.

Five-color radiance spurted out from the Fantian Seal. Accompanied by the crisp sounds of dragons and phoenixes, roars of tigers, turtles, and unicorns, the Fantian Seal expanded rapidly and turned into a square hill, rising continuously from thousands of miles high in the sky. The acceleration hit it.

With a loud bang, the Sihai's defensive restrictions were smashed into flames, and the pavilions in the shop collapsed. The large formation restrictions were blown to pieces. The fire was everywhere, and large pieces of broken figures were sprayed out from various buildings.

As soon as the Buddha array was pressed inward, a series of muffled sounds were heard, and the sound of 'clicking' continued, and the defensive restrictions of the Sihai were completely shattered.

Several well-dressed men vomited blood and trembled as they walked out of a collapsed pavilion. They looked at Lu Qian and screamed: "Fa Hai Feng Monk, how dare you frame the situation and wantonly slaughter good people?"

Lu Qian smiled. He gently untied his monk's robe and exposed his body without any shyness in front of the public.

They saw that on his tall and sturdy body, which was about three feet tall, there were hideous wounds running through his entire body. A handful of bright swords, spears, swords and halberds were inserted neatly into the wound. There were over a hundred of them, stabbing him like a hedgehog.

"Everyone, this is the evidence."

"The Qian family colluded with evil spirits in an attempt to destroy the ninth city of Zhenzi, slaughter all the good people in the city, extract blood essence, and refine the supreme magic elixir."

"Qian Chongming is the pioneer of the evil spirit. He went to the city lord's palace to see the young monk under an excuse. He escorted him with him and brazenly attacked and killed the young monk. He used evil means to cause such serious injuries to the young monk."

"Fortunately, the young monk also had some skills and barely survived such an attack."

"The evidence is conclusive, Mr. Qian, it is irrefutable. The young monk is a monk, and monks do not lie, and there is absolutely no such thing as frame-up."

Onlookers from all directions were in an uproar.

Such an injury is shocking!

However, there were some real immortals with enough cultivation, sufficient background, and enough courage who claimed to be indifferent to Lu Qian and laughed loudly: "This injury is remarkable. Hehe, these mortals are not even considered immortal soldiers." Object, how can..."

Before this man could finish his words, the Fantianyin that had just given the Sihai a heavy blow suddenly flew up, bringing a dark light with it and roaring down.

In that compartment, a large red flag suddenly flew into the sky, releasing a large fire lotus to block the front of Fantian Seal. The true immortal who just made the sarcasm hissed: "Fahai, since you dare to do it, you are still afraid of others..."

The Fantian Seal fell, and the fire lotuses were shattered into pieces. The main body of the banner was also lightly crushed by the precious light released by the Fantian Seal, and was directly turned into pieces. There was a loud noise, and a small mushroom cloud rose into the sky. The real immortal who was mixed in the crowd and ridiculing Lu Ren, as well as a few unlucky guys around him who didn't know whether they were involved, were smashed to pieces and were completely destroyed.

"My Buddha is compassionate!" Lu Qian clasped his hands together, glanced around like a knife, and glanced around.

There was dead silence all around.

The True Immortal who had just been killed by Lu Qian was also well-known in the Ninth City of Zhenzi. He was also the leader of a medium-sized force with nearly a thousand True Immortals under his command. He spent many years doing things like hunting for treasures in the wild mountains and forests of the south, and doing part-time work. The act of making money through robbery.

To be able to do such things in the Demon-Suppressing Ridge, this person's cultivation level is very strong, as if he has the cultivation level of a true immortal on the 27th level!

With such a level of cultivation and a top-grade defensive immortal weapon to protect his body, he was actually killed by Fan Tianyin with one blow!

It can be judged from the aura of Lu Qian that his cultivation level is at the tenth level of the True Immortal Realm. He can kill a True Immortal of the twenty-seventh level with one blow... The only possibility is that he is a grade of Fan Tianyin. The level is too high and the power is too great!

Many onlookers suddenly remembered the news they had gathered in the past two days - the deputy city lord had a giant Buddha behind him, a terrifying existence whose combat power ranked among the best among many Buddhas in Buddhism!

"My Buddha is merciful... As long as you fellow Taoists control your mouths!" Lu Qian said softly: "There is no way for misfortunes and blessings, mediocre people bring it on themselves!"

"This is a warning and thought-provoking quote. Fellow Taoists must always remember it. In this way, you will naturally be blessed with longevity and longevity." Lu Qian smiled at the onlookers around him and flicked a long handle inlaid on his chest with his fingers. The handle of the knife.

Countless people looked at the soldier like an egg shell, and a large gap was popped out by Lu Qian's finger.

Everyone kept their mouths shut, no one said a word.

Damn it!

This long knife was so fragile in Lu Qian's hands. I really don't know how the knife penetrated his body and caused such a "terrible and ferocious" wound!

The great monks from the brigade rushed into the Sihai.

Just like the human face flower of the day, the pavilions were overthrown, and the secret rooms were opened. The fairy crystals and precious medicines stored in the ninth city branch of the town of 'Xiuyi Sihaihao' were all valuable objects. These great monks dug up and plundered everything.

During this process, some members of the Qian clan also fought back, but they were directly suppressed by the Buddhist formation and killed on the spot.

Three hours later, the entire Sihai was completely razed to the ground, just like that day with a human-faced flower and a human-headed palace, neatly stacked in the middle of the ruins. The members of the Qian clan in the ninth city of Zhenzi, as well as all their confidants, were all killed. The other waiters, waiters, servants, and maids were registered and sent to the Prison Department in the Ninth City of Zhenzi, only to be sold and disposed of in the future.

When Lu Qian killed him in the Ninth City of Zhenzi, Xia Mingdao had already returned to the Demon City.

As the head of the Criminal Prison Department of Suppressing Demon City, there are 108 towns in Suppressing Demon Ridge, and the life, death, honor and disgrace of all the criminals can be decided in a single thought. In addition, his family is powerful and his background is tough. Therefore, although Xia Mingdao's own cultivation is somewhat lacking, and he has shortcomings in character, methods, abilities, and character, he is very successful in the Demon Suppression City.

Instead of walking on the cloud road, they cheered and swaggered through the streets.

Wherever he passed, many officials and soldiers patrolling the city smiled and said hello. Monks coming and going on the roadside, whoever had some status, came up to say hello. Even those great immortals with extremely strong cultivation and extremely tough backgrounds fell from the sky, smiling and chatting with Xia Mingdao about today's weather, last night's little lady and so on.

In the ninth city of Zhenzi, Xia Mingdao's energy and energy, which was almost drained by Lu Qian, quickly recovered amidst such 'enthusiasm'.

He holds his head high and smiles, or nods in greeting, or smiles in return, or laughs, and makes an appointment with a few great immortals when and where to discuss the supreme magic of Longhu Kanli's tonic extraction...

After traveling like this, Xia Mingdao finally returned to the city guard's mansion in Demon Suppression City.

He returned to the prisoner's office, walked back and forth in the lobby and thought for a while. He reached out and touched a hard, shiny ring in his sleeve. He smiled slightly and unbuttoned his clothes, revealing a green-colored ring that was pierced from front to back on his chest. , a transparent wound about the thickness of a mung bean.

"There are no good people in the world. This attack... is too cruel." Xia Mingdao murmured: "My father has taught me since I was a child that in this world, shit is delicious but money is hard to make. This is indeed a wise saying."

"I used to think that by collecting small favors, I could earn a lot of money... and feelings. It was all small money. If you really want to make big money, you would have to suffer a little. Hey, hey, what kind of method does Fahai use? Look at this wound It’s too scary to go up there.”

Shaking his head, gritting his teeth, hardening his heart, he raised his right hand and drew another mural on his chest. Xia Mingdao finally slapped his heart.

A dark light flashed past.

Several ribs on Xia Mingdao's chest were broken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his throat. He hurriedly gritted his teeth and held the blood in his mouth without any leakage.

He covered his mouth, staggered, and let out a helpless whimper like an abused puppy from his throat. His figure was like the wind, and in a few flashes, he passed through the Criminal Division, the Criminal Division, and the Town Hall. Mo Si and several other important yamen rushed to the residence of Taoist Sanyang in the backyard.

Sanyang Taoist, as the name suggests, he practices Pure Yang Taoism.

Therefore, his residence in the city guard's mansion is also very different from others.

The small courtyard is surrounded by overlapping formations and restrictions. Clouds and smoke are rising, and light and shadow are extinguished. Even an ordinary Bodhisattva-level powerful person cannot see through the reality in the small courtyard.

A chip with a diameter of a hundred miles and as thin as a cicada's wing was suspended 3,600 miles above the small courtyard, and a faint red light could be seen rising.

At noon, the sun was shining brightly.

The red light from the sky fell on this chip. In the thin chip, more than a million mysterious restrictions were activated, driving away all impurities in the sunlight, purifying the red light and turning it into a strand of pure golden light as thin as a hair. It shines straightly into the core of the small courtyard below.

This ray of pure Yang golden light is extremely pure, extremely domineering, and filled with almost flawless acquired pure Yang power.

In the middle of the small courtyard, a small pavilion about the size of an acre stood. The pavilion was nine stories high, and the roof of each floor was a crystal mirror that was about three feet thick and emitted a shining light.

The array in the small courtyard communicates with the earth's veins and connects the earth's crust. It always absorbs the immeasurable aura of the earth's veins and the inspiration of heaven and earth, turning into billowing spiritual clouds that fill the small building. The concentration of the spiritual cloud was so high that it had completely liquefied, and even turned into a colorful slurry that was thicker than mercury and ten thousand times denser.

That thin ray of pure Yang power descended from the sky, and through the blessing of the nine-layer crystal mirror, it ignited the colorful juice in the pavilion layer by layer, removing the waste and retaining the essence, refining and transforming it.

Often a ball of colorful juice that is hundreds of miles in size will eventually turn into a fist-sized ball of golden-red crystals after several hours of refining and transformation. This group of spar burned fiercely, emitting terrifying heat, like a small sun, making it impossible to look directly at it.

After the crystal is formed, it passes through the crystal mirror and falls to the first floor of the pavilion.

There is a cloud bed carved by elites who are hundreds of millions of years old. The whole body is extremely cold. If ordinary real immortal weapons touch it even slightly, they will be frozen by the terrible cold air and become ice shards flying everywhere.

Taoist Sanyang sat cross-legged on the cloud couch. Every time a group of crystal stones fell, he opened his mouth to swallow it. The mana in his body increased by a tiny amount, and his aura fluctuated slightly.

The power of pure Yang contained in this group of crystal stones, if it breaks out in the outside world, is enough to destroy a plain thousands of miles in size in an instant. However, after being swallowed by Taoist Sanyang, it was like a long-legged mosquito, gently tapping its tentacles on a large lake, and the impact it could cause was so minimal.

While absorbing this extremely pure power of pure Yang, Taoist Sanyang absorbed the extremely cold air emanating from the cloud couch into his body.

A trace of terrifying chill and the pure Yang aura in his body blended, rubbed, and swallowed each other, confirming each other bit by bit.

Countless divine patterns emitting terrifying heat circled and rolled around Taoist Sanyang. Occasionally, a silver-blue cold Dao pattern flashed past.

Taoist Sanyang tried every means to capture this fleeting Tao mark, but he could never succeed.

'Ding'!

At the entrance of the small courtyard, Xia Mingdao activated a talisman given by Taoist Sanyang, and the sound of a jade chime immediately woke up Taoist Sanyang.

Opening his eyes slightly and feeling the Qi movement at the door of the small courtyard, Taoist Sanyang exhaled a breath of cold air and slowly stood up: "It's difficult, difficult, difficult, the road is the most difficult... The Yang pole is born from Yin, the Yang pole is born from Yin... ...Tsk, I’m always unwilling to give in! If we take the pure Yang way one step further, the sky will be vast, and we can be called the ancestor of the sect and dominate the world!"

"But now that we have seen the wonderful principle of the yang pole and the yin body, and the two bodies becoming one...how can we be willing to just take that step?"

After pondering for a moment, Sanyang Taoist shook his head gently: "If you can't break through with your own strength, you can only rely on external objects. But where can you find so many of these pure yin treasures in the world?"

Slowly walking out of the pavilion, Taoist Sanyang waved his hand, and the door of the small courtyard opened silently.

He whispered to himself: "Suppressing Demon Ridge... I'm afraid we can find many such rare treasures... But it's not so easy to get them. They all have a foundation and a backer. Even if you are the guardian of the Demon Suppressing City, you cannot act arbitrarily, so what can you do?"

Xia Mingdao rushed in. He came close to Taoist Sanyang, looked directly at Taoist Sanyang, and pointed at the thin wound on his chest that exuded a faint fishy smell. The mouthful of old blood that had just been held in his mouth spurted out with a 'puff' sound.

Taoist Sanyang was shocked by Xia Mingdao's trick.

As the head of the Crime and Prison Department, Xia Mingdao can be regarded as a real senior official in Demon Suppression City. In addition, the family power behind Xia Mingdao is not trivial. Even though Xia Mingdao himself is a bit unspeakable, Taoist Sanyang still values ​​​​him, cares about him, and uses him with great importance.

Otherwise, when he was practicing in seclusion, how could he give Xia Mingdao a talisman that could directly alarm him?

"Master Xia, what are you doing?" Behind Taoist Sanyang, a red sword energy slowly rose up to a height of tens of feet: "In the Demon Suppressing City, there are still people who dare to attack and kill you? It's simply lawless, it's simply crazy... What's the matter? Who is it? I am just venting my anger on you!"

Xia Mingdao grabbed the sleeve of Taoist Sanyang's robe and hissed: "Master City Guard, the Qian family has colluded with evil spirits and intends to rebel... You have to make the decision for me!"

Taoist Sanyang was stunned: "Qian family? Which Qian family?"

Liangyi Heaven is vast and boundless, with countless sects and families, and countless large and small forces with the same surname. Just like the Qian family, here in Demon City alone, there are nearly a hundred powerful Qian families who are not related by blood. They are completely independent of each other, and even rival each other!

"Medicine business, Xiuyi Qian family!" Xia Mingdao vomited another mouthful of blood.

He tried his best to look pitiful and dying, but when he thought of the huge benefits he could get from this action, Xia Mingdao became inexplicably excited and his face flushed. He pulled Taoist Sanyang's sleeves with both hands and said loudly: " It is the Qian family of Xiuyi Sihai No. 5 in the 'Money Alliance' composed of thirty-nine families named Qian!"

Taoist Sanyang looked at Xia Mingdao, whose face was red and energetic, and he felt a little weird.

Are there rumors about Xia Mingdao in Demon City...

Haha, this is a wonderful man who can help others frame their crimes by just collecting some scattered money, and send them directly to the prison of the Criminal Division!

As for other things like soliciting lawsuits, bullying others, and eating the plaintiff and the defendant, Xia Mingdao didn't know how much he had done... If it weren't for the fact that the family power behind Xia Mingdao was really strong, everyone in Sanyang Taoism would doubt this guy. It had long been chopped up and thrown into the mountains to the south to be fed to dogs.

After coughing a few times, countless thoughts flashed through Taoist Sanyang's mind.

He suddenly remembered his previous thoughts.

He is already at the peak of True Monarch cultivation...if placed in Buddhism, he is the ultimate realm of the Great Bodhisattva. He has already seen the path to a higher level. As long as he makes up his mind to take one step forward, in up to a hundred years, he can break through to a supreme realm comparable to the Buddhist 'Buddha' and be respected as the 'Tao Lord' in the Taoist sect.

However, he was not willing to break through with a single Chunyang Avenue.

He wanted to understand the wonderful principle of yang and yin, and achieve a breakthrough after reaching the great harmony and perfection of yin and yang.

Yin and Yang are one and complement each other. Even if he reaches the realm of 'Tao Lord', there will be very few flaws in his own Taoist cultivation, and it will be extremely difficult to find any magical weapon or magical secret method in the world that can restrain him.

However, he knew that his innate talent had reached its extreme, and it would be very difficult for him to achieve his goals by relying on his own efforts.

Foreign objects, foreign objects!

Countless thoughts passed through his mind. Taoist Sanyang shook his sleeves gently, shook Xia Mingdao's hands away, and asked softly: "You were so seriously injured...and, I know, you have always been a 'cautious' person." A person who is 'prudent', 'acting thoughtfully', and 'making no mistakes'."

"So... Xiuyi Qian family!"

Xia Mingdao hurriedly took two more steps forward: "As long as you send an order to comprehensively inspect all the properties of the Qian family in Xiuyi in every town... you will have 30% to yourself!"

Taoist Sanyang's face darkened: "Who do you think Pindao is?"

Xia Mingdao was stunned and screamed out. He knelt on the ground with a "gudong" sound, hugged Taoist Sanyang's thigh and shouted: "Lord City Guard, please look at the many Limin people in Zhenmo City." For my sake...poor people in the world!"

Taoist Sanyang smiled slightly and nodded reservedly: "Good!"

After a moment's hesitation, he pointed towards the other side of the huge city guard's mansion where Monk Dingshan was.

Xia Mingdao smiled: "Of course, the thief Bald City Guards also has 30%!"

Taoist Sanyang narrowed his eyes and nodded slowly: "Great kindness!"