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In other words, Luo Qingyang must die.
I happened to be traveling with them for training, so I accepted this mission.
You're a bit better than those guys from hundreds of years ago; you didn't come in shouting for war.
Since I'm in a good mood, I won't kill you today.
"If you know where Luo Qingyang is, maybe I can take you to the heavens and make you a watchdog for my cave."
Liao Xinqing thought that the person in front of her would definitely be furious, and that if she tried to fight back, he would break all her arms and legs and make her admit that she was a dog.
Tsk, that's interesting to think about.
But to my surprise, the person in front of me didn't even change his expression.
On the contrary, he showed a hint of interest.
"Oh? It can really go to heaven?"
Upon hearing this question, Liao Xinqing felt utter contempt for the person in front of her.
But thinking about it, it makes sense. That's the outer realm of heaven, so naturally, these ants would want to go there.
It's sad and funny.
"That's natural. I see you're chained up, which means you must have been a prisoner or something similar before, which is why you were put here to guard the gate, right?"
"As long as you help me find Luo Qingyang, I'll take you out of this misery."
Luo Qingyang stood up, revealing a set of bright white teeth.
“Immortal, I am willing to show you the way. I know where Luo Qingyang is.”
Chapter 166 Not all cows...are called Zhou Zhenhuan
Bai Yujing issued the Heavenly Ranking Bounty.
If any of the four Immortal Palaces can kill Luo Qingyang, they can directly enter Baiyujing and become a core disciple.
Therefore, it was truly not easy for Liao Xinqing to secure this opportunity to descend to the mortal realm.
Besides him, the other three great immortal palaces each had an outstanding disciple who came down from there.
Therefore, these individuals are in competition with each other.
But there is only one Luo Qingyang, and he doesn't think a person could have four heads, otherwise that would be too strange.
Taking advantage of his sect's unique location within the celestial palace, he managed to get there first, and the other three would arrive soon.
Being quick means seizing the initiative.
Liao Xinqing proudly raised her chin, surprised that the watchdog was so sensible.
"You're a good dog. Come on, take me to find Luo Qingyang."
"Of course, of course, immortal, this way please."
Then a longsword made entirely of true energy pierced his neck, and then the sword circled around his head, which rolled several times on the ground.
Luo Qingyang fell into deep thought.
Before long, Dao Jianxian and Xie Zhize arrived, and the three of them formed a triangle, squatting on the ground and looking at the corpse in front of them, lost in thought.
After a while, Xie Zhi scratched his chin and asked, "Did this thing really come out of the door?"
Xie Zhize has been guarding this place for over a hundred years and has never seen anything so outrageous. He felt there was going to be a tough battle, but this is how it turned out?
Dao Jianxian sighed, "You're still young. I never expected you to use such a scheme, Brother Luo."
Luo Qingyang glared at him, leaving Dao Jianxian somewhat bewildered.
He sensed that Luo Qingyang seemed rather unhappy.
It would be a miracle if Luo Qingyang were happy.
This group of people clearly came down for him, and the reason should be asked of that carefree immortal.
"If it can be solved with a strategy, that's naturally excellent. Lone Sword Immortal did a very good job."
If all the next batches are these arrogant so-called geniuses, then things will be much easier.
Xie Zhi praised him highly, but who would have thought that a simpleton would come down? It seems that not all the immortals from beyond the realm are strong.
Luo Qingyang's expression softened slightly, and he cupped his hands in greeting: "Senior, you flatter me. This is not my achievement, but the achievement of that carefree immortal from Qingcheng."
He didn't hide anything and explained what had happened. Dao Jianxian finally understood why Luo Qingyang hadn't given him a friendly look.
Xie Zhize's expression was strange: "This guy surnamed Zhou is definitely not a good person."
Dao Jianxian was both amused and exasperated, and somewhat embarrassed, he apologized on Zhou Zhenhuan's behalf.
“I will not hold your senior brother’s actions against you. I think you should continue to hide, and I will see if I can fool one or two more people.”
Dao Jianxian and Xie Zhize exchanged a glance and nodded.
Xie Zhi then set the corpse on fire, burning it completely to ashes.
After concealing themselves, it didn't take long for the illusory door frame to solidify again, exuding a mysterious aura.
This time, however, a bald monk appeared with six human heads hanging around his neck. The heads were made of some unknown material and looked incredibly lifelike.
Three men, two women, and a child, all with distorted expressions, appeared to be enduring immense pain.
The monk had a greasy face, three ordination scars on his head, and a face full of fat that almost squeezed his eyes shut.
He stepped outside, fully alert, but the attack he had imagined did not occur.
The Lone Sword Immortal wore a humble yet confident smile: "You must be a master from the Western Spirit Mountain Buddhist Palace. Are you here to kill Luo Qingyang as well?"
"Oh? You know me?"
Luo Qingyang glanced at the Buddhist beads with human heads around his neck and smiled even more kindly.
"Master, you are joking. How could someone of my status be worthy of knowing you?"
A disciple from the Zizai Palace just said he wanted to kill Luo Qingyang, and instructed that when you arrive, he would give you false information to mislead you.
Upon hearing this, the monk's face turned blood red.
"Hmph! The disciples of the Zizai Palace have always been despicable."
But why are you telling me all this?
Luo Qingyang sighed and pointed to his shoulder: "Master, as you can see, I am a sinner. I have heard that your Buddhist kingdom can relieve the suffering of all beings."
If I tell the master, could you please take me to the Buddhist temple?
The senior monk suddenly realized: "Oh, you want to go to heaven? That's not difficult. Tell me, which way did that little bastard from Zizai Palace go?"
Luo Qingyang showed an excited expression: "Thank you, Master, for saving me from this sea of suffering. That Free Palace..."
Before he could get close, the big monk suddenly grinned and slapped him with his palm.
The palm emitted a dazzling golden light, yet the air was filled with a strong stench of blood.
"A mere watchdog dares to deceive the Buddha, little does he know how terrible his acting is."
You appear happy and expectant, but your inner emotions remain unchanged.
On the contrary, the killing intent was at its peak.
Do you really think the Buddha can't see through your little scheme?
My Lingshan Buddhist Palace is most skilled at extinguishing the seven emotions and six desires, and the ten thoughts and eight sufferings. Whether feelings are genuine or not, how could the Buddha not know?
"Perfect, I'll use you to practice with this string of prayer beads that attract resentment!"
The necklace of human heads around his neck, each bead representing a strong emotion, or rather, an obsession.
He sensed intense hatred from Luo Qingyang.
"It seems Brother Luo has messed up this time."
A clear voice rang out, followed by another golden hand appearing out of thin air, directly clashing with the monk's palm strike.
"Great Dragon Elephant Strength! What, are those Taoist priests from Qingcheng Mountain still alive?"
The senior monk was also taken aback; he hadn't expected that there was someone hiding nearby.
"Oh? Master, a celestial being from beyond the heavens, you actually know about my Qingcheng Mountain?"
The senior monk snorted coldly, a serious expression flashing across his face.
"In the Lingxiao Dao Palace, there is a stinky Taoist priest who ascended from Qingcheng Mountain in his early years. What's so strange about that?"
"It's just a pity that you've met me, the Buddha, today. It's time I added two more beads to my prayer beads."
Zhao Yuzhen's heart stirred. He had heard his senior brother mention that the celestial palace in the east seemed to have some connection with the Daoist sect. So it was true.
"Enough with the nonsense, fellow Daoist, cover me while I kill this demonic monk!"
Luo Qingyang roared, his sword energy condensed, the sky dimmed, and the surrounding world was filled with a strong sense of annihilation.
Dao Jianxian gracefully retreated: "It was only natural. Brother Luo, be careful!"
"Hmph, your senior brother can withstand this sword strike, but I don't believe this demonic monk can!"
Monk, watch closely, this sword strike is called: Great Annihilation!
In the stillness, all things perish.
The senior monk frowned, but he was not flustered. Instead, a blood-red phantom of a Buddha appeared behind him.
The six heads on his neck seemed to come alive at the same time, each with a fierce and menacing expression.
The phantom image of the Buddha enveloped the great monk, his appearance solemn and dignified.
However, the next moment, a black dot appeared between the Buddha's illusory eyebrows.
That spot cracked into a line in an instant, like a crack in glass.
A look of disbelief flashed in the monk's eyes. He reached up and touched his brow, where a bloodstain was rapidly widening.
Luo Qingyang stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering in the breeze.
"Do you think just anyone can withstand this sword strike from me? After all, not everyone is named Zhou Zhenhuan!"
"Those otherworldly immortals are nothing special."
Chapter 167 Victory
Two more corpses appeared outside the South Heavenly Gate, and even Dao Jianxian and Xie Zhize did not make a move.
The Grand Preceptor, who had been keeping a close eye on the Southern Territory, naturally didn't even get a chance to make a move.
A bonfire was burning, with a bronze cauldron on top. The broth inside was boiling, and a bunch of bamboo shoots, slices of meat, and other things were being stewed and smelled delicious.
Zhao Yuzhen, Xie Zhi, and the three others sat around them, each holding a pair of chopsticks, or rather bamboo sticks, over a meter long, to scoop up meat and eat.
This scene looks rather eerie.
"Four came this time, but who knows how many will come next time."
I never expected Brother Luo to stoop to such a lowly tactic as a sneak attack.
Dao Jianxian sighed. The current Luo Qingyang was completely different from the Luo Qingyang he knew. He had no arrogance whatsoever.
But I don't think Luo Qingyang is bad.
Luo Qingyang snorted coldly: "Your senior brother, who is the number one immortal in the world, can still use my name, Luo's name, to do evil outside."
Figure? What good is that?
Having died once, I should understand that there is nothing more important than living.
Furthermore, although these extraterrestrial immortals are all fools and, in my opinion, have absolutely no experience in the martial world, it is undeniable that their strength is not weak.
Even the weakest one is only at the initial stage of the Divine Travel realm. Now there are only three of us at this stage; are we supposed to set up a duel and fight one-on-one?
Although Luo Qingyang has now fallen into the realm of ghost immortals, he feels that his mind is more clear than before.
Everything in this world is just fleeting; he wants to live for himself!
To act behind someone's back is a despicable act.