Chapter 144

On both sides of the long street, there are Yushu Huage and Xianjia Daofu.

Luo Chuan and Bai Yiqing talked as they walked, and they had a general understanding of the situation in Tianqi Beijing.

Maybe it was a secret confrontation with Sima Wuji, or maybe something outside the city had come. There were no complications along the way. But Luo Chuan always felt something was wrong.

After completing the first three turns of "nine dead life skill" and opening up the secret territory of Tianmen, Luo Chuan's intuition became more acute. Within a hundred steps, the softness of the coverts and the lightness of the hair could not hide his intuition.

Close your eyes, Luo Chuan's mind rises to the gate of heaven, ten miles away, and has a panoramic view.

I saw a green crane flying in mid air. It was the size of a palm. Although it was dotted with Rune paper, it was lifelike. These green cranes cannot be seen with the naked eye. They are invisible cranes specially used to transmit secret letters.

The idea falls on the flying crane. Luo Chuan vaguely sees the words "Zhou buchen" and "Luo Chuan".

In addition to a green crane flying to the depths of apocalypse, Luo Chuan also saw a little ghost.

There are three feet tall white haired ghosts, three feet tall green faced ghosts, and fierce ghosts with tusks and red hair... More than a hundred little ghosts occupy every corner of the long street, standing or climbing, following Luo Chuan and Bai Yiqing all the way.

Luo Chuan opened his eyes. In the sunshine, there were only friars shuttling back and forth in Tianqi Jingchang street.

"Bai Yiqing."

"Why?"

"I'm afraid the reason why I came to Apocalypse is no longer a secret."

Bai Yiqing stopped and looked at Luo Chuan: "to be exact, from the moment you entered the Apocalypse capital, everyone already knew that you came to save Zhou's bad ministers."

"In this way, the difficulty increases again." Luo Chuan rubbed his forehead.

"You're wrong." Bai Yiqing looked at the high-rise Huage in the distance of the long street and shook his head and said, "Luo Chuan, you don't know the friars in tianqijing. The friars in tianqijing are mainly the children of Xianjia Daofu. They rely on the pride of heaven, are very exclusive and despise the friars outside the Xia Dynasty."

"Even if they know my purpose, they will only treat it as a joke?"

"That's good. The more they despise us, the more opportunities they have to take advantage of it." Bai Yiqing said.

"Organic can be taken advantage of..." Luo Chuan shook his head secretly. If he hadn't been exposed, he could be said to be organic.

After thinking about it, Luo Chuan asked, "how do the friars in Apocalypse feel about Zhou's bad ministers?"

"Your bad friend killed six daozang in front of the Taoist temple and directly threw his head into the Taoist temple. He was arrogant... What do you think?"

"In this way, they won't feel good about me?" Luo Chuan smiled.

"That's not necessarily true. You are different from Zhou buchen."

Bai Yiqing lifted up the green silk on her cheek, turned her head and stared at Luo Chuan's side face. I haven't seen him for more than a year. Even though great changes have taken place in Luochuan, Bai Yiqing's impression of Luochuan still stays in the state of Tang.

At the Tang Palace birthday banquet that year, Luo Chuan turned his hand to the cloud, was overbearing and arrogant, and reversed the defeat in one fell swoop. Bai Yiqing knew that Luo Chuan's success was due to his many backhands, such as Nansun Beiwu, the help of Tiannan zongmen, and his strength as a fourth order friar of Zhuji.

But after all, it's only the white jade capital of the Tang Dynasty. Compared with each other, it's not worth mentioning the opening of the capital in the big summer. As the holy land of cultivation in the Xia Dynasty, apocalypse capital is full of experts and talents. If they want to save Zhou's bad ministers, they need to plan step by step and be cautious. Maybe there will be a glimmer of hope.

"Luo Chuan. Don't be as impulsive as the suburbs when you work in the Apocalypse capital in the future." Bai Yiqing said.

Luo Chuan was noncommittal and suddenly smiled, "I'll trick you. Don't be afraid."

Before Bai Yiqing could speak, he saw Luo Chuan's eyes turn from bright to dark, and he spit out, "kid, retreat! Ho!"

The black abyss like air engine rose from Luochuan's head, crossed Bai Yiqing and rushed to the street in all directions.

"Sound attack skill?"

"What are you doing!"

The friars in the street were startled. They all withdrew to one side and looked at Luo Chuan in surprise and anger.

The air in the long street was like a torn piece of cloth. It was torn apart and exposed the children who had been lurking for a long time. At this time, it had increased to more than 200.

It's sunny and sunny.

On the long street in central Beijing, more than 200 ghosts suddenly appeared. Yin Qi jumped out of the ghosts and gathered in the sky. Unexpectedly, a green and black cloud was condensed over the long street, vaguely glowing with blood.

Although the friars are also well-informed, they have never seen so many ferocious ghosts gathered together. The friars with insufficient state of mind and practice have begun to turn blue and far away.

Luo Chuan glanced at Bai Yiqing. Bai Yiqing pursed his mouth, but his look was calmer than most monks.

It seems that Bai Yiqing has also gained a lot of knowledge by following the disabled old man for more than a year. Luo Chuan thought.

"Bai Yiqing, do you know what these are?"

"Seven constant ghosts."

"Yes, there are two kinds of Taoist servants of friars. The strong man moves the mountain and the imp carries the basket. He is worthy of being the immortal son of the Apocalypse capital. He is willing to use his life to cultivate and refine the imps. The lowest of these imps has also been trained to the fourth level of the foundation and the first level of two real pills." Luo Chuan smiled.

These kids use their own life to cultivate and refine. They can channel the main mind. When they hear Luo Chuan's words, they all look different.

One of Zhendan's first-class tusks was red, and the fierce ghost bowed his back. He came out more and more. He looked up and down at Luo Chuan and smiled: "I didn't expect you to find him so soon. He has two sons."

"Who are you?" Luo Chuan asked.

"Dong Xingyuan." the fierce ghost smiled.

Luo Chuan knew that he was actually talking to the master of the fierce ghost.

"This man is the son of the sixth grade Dong family Taoism house." Bai Yiqing whispered.

Only six? Luo Chuan thought of his three grade guru dragon talisman in the storage ring.

The fierce ghost's face was cold and suddenly screamed: "I have a rule in the Apocalypse capital. Foreign monks need to buy money for entering the capital!"

When the voice fell, more than 200 ghosts and monsters opened their teeth and claws, screamed in unison, cried and howled, and vomited all kinds of foul language around Luochuan. Although their accomplishments are not high, they can overcome the fact that their whole body is full of yin and evil Qi. Most of this Yin and evil Qi comes from Yinchuan. For ordinary friars, it hurts their vitality and is a poisonous and harmful thing.

The monks on both sides of the street fled again, but did not leave. They gathered not far away with the mentality of watching a good play.

Bai Yiqing closed her lips tightly. She had heard this scene from the female Taoists of Qingchuan Danfa Pavilion, but she didn't expect it to happen to Luo Chuan.

Only when young monks who have made a certain reputation in Tiannan practice circle enter Beijing will they encounter ghosts blocking the way.

This is the xiamawei commonly used by the children of the Tianqi Jingxian family.

What Bai Yiqing didn't think of was that the most powerful friars in Beijing could only send dozens of ghosts. But as soon as he arrived in Luochuan, more than 200 heads were dispatched at once, that is, more than 200 immortal childe were secretly making a trip.

It must be because of the bad Minister of Zhou that these immortals were angry and went to Luochuan... Why did Luochuan encounter any bad luck!

Bai Yiqing was getting uneasy. Looking at the approaching ghosts with the spirit of yin and evil, she no longer hesitated and was ready to sacrifice the messenger paper crane of Qingchuan Danfa Pavilion.

"Want money? OK."

Just then, the boy beside him laughed.

Bai Yiqing looked sideways and saw Luo Chuan stretch out his hand, holding his hand tightly, with a faint light rolling in his heart. As his fist was slowly handed out, the glittering white brilliance wrapped around his five fingers and shot in all directions through his fingers.

More than 200 imps seemed to be attracted by the white light, stopped and stared at Luo Chuan's fist heart in disbelief, and his face gradually became stiff.

The friars waiting to see a good play on both sides of the street suddenly quickened their hearts and blood poured into their eyes uncontrollably.

An old third-order friar Zhendan took the lead in reacting, and his face turned red: "that's..."

"It's a powerful Taoist skill