The indescribable Taoist Lord

As expected, the Xu family was in chaos.

By the time the Guizang worshipers who were patrolling the night discovered the evil creature transformed by Xu Dong, several low-level monks had already been injured.

Fortunately, Xu Dong was not a Taoist and was weak in nature. As long as he kept a distance and relied on his incompetence and rage, he could not cause the alienation of these monks. Soon, the unlucky child was wrapped up in restraint again.

The head of the Xu family looked at the collapsed and twisted monster with shock and confusion.

"This...this is...Dong'er?!"

He seemed to think of something...

"Go and invite the ancestors quickly, go and invite the ancestors quickly!!! Also, the jade order will be sent to Chang'an School immediately to inform Dong'er of his changes!"

The head of the Xu family is not good at spiritual practice. He is only good at dancing in the court. He is nearly two hundred years old, and he is still only the only one. In a powerful family like theirs, blood relations from other clans are very indifferent, but direct blood relatives are still valued very much.

Otherwise, what Xu Dong will face is not being abandoned, but directly passing away due to Jie Dao's war or other accidents, and giving an explanation to the Demon King of Shangzhen.

But at this moment... there is no room for the head of the Xu family to be pretentious and compassionate.

Involving evil things is a top priority.

The ancestor of the Xu family arrived and followed the four Xuan Yi bad guys respectfully.

Among the people, some were tall and some were short, some were fat and some were thin. The fat one walked in front, and the black delinquent robe wrapped around him looked very funny. The small man, the tall man and the skinny man walked behind, strictly half a body behind Ou Yanliang, as if measured by a ruler.

Dongxu Daxiu of the Xu family was also wondering why these four people happened to be patrolling in the city today.

They stared at "Xu Dong" carefully with serious expressions and observed it.

The skinny middle-aged man in Xuan Yi Bad couldn't help but ask Ou Yanliang...

"Commander, is it related to that person?"

The fat on Ou Yanliang's strong body trembled. He glanced at him coldly, slapped the skinny guy in the face, and then spoke slowly.

"I just asked the Holy Lord, it doesn't matter."

This slap was stained with Yi Cheng Dao Principle, causing a hole in the void and a major repair, and the pain was real.

Then he said in a loud voice:

"Xiao Shou, you are hundreds or thousands of years old, and you still can't control your mouth?!"

The skinny man was in pain. He lowered his eyebrows and said yes without saying a word.

Fatty Ou's official power was rampant, and he was not as docile as he was in front of Li Mo before.

It's one thing whether a real dragon can suppress a liger, but it's another story whether a liger can catch all kinds of beasts.

The ancestor of the Xu family listened to their hazy conversation and couldn't hear any secrets, so he waited silently for these elders to end the conversation and deal with this difficult matter of their own...

Another night without words...

Zhang Qinghe didn't sleep well.

He staggered out of the brothel called Luanfeng Pavilion with sunken eyes.

His face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, but he had to move his spirit energy around the sky several times before he could feel a little warmth in the spring sun.

"Ahem..."

Zhang Qinghe coughed several times as if he was suffering from tuberculosis. For a practitioner, this is almost impossible.

He took advantage of the situation and took a few blood-replenishing pills left by the Zhang family. Fortunately, these pills looked normal in his spiritual vision and were not produced in a secret realm.

Only then did a trace of blood appear on Zhang Qinghe's face, but it would take ten days and a half to completely make up for the lack of energy and blood.

If he were to face Xie Luming now, his sword-holding hand would probably tremble a little.

Crazy output last night... the aftereffects were a bit severe.

Refers to inviting gods and fighting.

How could he have thought that an ancestor from the hole who wanted to play with him would appear halfway?

His weakness was not only due to his physical body, but also to his soul.

Please God consumed the strength of his soul almost to the critical value.

The upper limit of the Jade Voucher's ability to upgrade his soul is still there, but it was originally enough for him to practice smoothly all the way to the level of his soul strength, but the state of being banished to immortality was consumed by the incense stick.

Zhang Qinghe vaguely felt that he could only have one stick of incense.

This thing is a life-killer...

Once the strength of his soul drops again, Xiaoyaoyou's barrier will no longer be able to guarantee his safety. He will need to face directly the chaos and distortion contained in the abyss after his upgrade, and even their source.

Lose, lose, lose...

Zhang Qinghe walked down the street with a grimace... He happened to see a familiar figure walking in his direction...

"Mr. Shaobai?"

Zhang Qinghe's body had just recovered, but his mind was still a little hazy and he was a little confused.

"Sir, why are you coming to the brothel so early to listen to music? As expected of you!"

Zhang Qinghe gave a thumbs up as if he was drunk.

Li Shaobai looked at Zhang Qinghe with a complicated expression. Xu Jianshan scolded him yesterday.

"Look! Look how you teach students?"

"First we had a fight in Tianshangzhu, and then we went to Luanfeng Pavilion to stay overnight. We missed all the morning classes. Will we go to Jucaixuan to gamble next? Zhang Shaolang's meek temper must be caused by your guidance. Shang Liang If it is not straight, the beam will be crooked!"

"Bring him back to me quickly."

He was still afraid of Xu Jianshan in a furious state, and he didn't dare to say anything humane to the young Mu Ai, so he went straight to Luanfeng Pavilion.

Listening to Li Shaobai's vivid description to him, Zhang Qinghe was sweating profusely. He vaguely remembered that Xu Jianshan didn't hold back the few times he hit Li Qingluo...

If he...

"Oh, by the way, boy Qinghe, two big things happened yesterday, and they have something to do with you."

Li Shaobai seemed to want Zhang Qinghe to change his mood and prepare himself to be punished. The two of them did not turn into rainbows, but just walked towards the teleportation portal.

"The first thing is that the young man of the Xu family suddenly turned into an evil thing. It was very strange. They were related to that incident. They thought that there was nothing but the female doll running down the mountain. Now it seems that is not the case. You must pay attention to safety in the school..."

Zhang Qinghe smiled in his heart, his goal was achieved.

"Also, Mr. Wude Xing..."

"Wha...what Wude Xingjun?!"

Zhang Qing and Han's hair stood on end, both thinking about how to explain.

Running away is definitely not feasible in his current state.

"Wude Xingjun, who has never been heard from in the Heavenly Palace, was at the bottom of the list last night. His comments were... He dared to practice dragon slaying and placed himself in the dragon's lair... There was no movement in the world, really. strangeness."

What the hell... a list of things to do? !

The more Zhang Qinghe heard, the more something was wrong, but he couldn't hold back and couldn't ask further, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"In short, the evil people in the Heavenly Palace are becoming more and more rampant and getting stronger. If you go out for a walk, you must be careful and send me a message if necessary."

Zhang Qinghe nodded numbly...

In the dark room of Qiantian Palace.

Li Mo turned his back to the people, and behind him were several black-robed generals kneeling on one knee.

"The news that he escaped from my hands was "accidentally" sent to Tianyan Pavilion?"

All the heavenly generals nodded in agreement.

"This is interesting now. How does he deal with it?"