Chapter 892 Big Trouble

The high priest was respected and worshipped by the royal family. He had a high status. When had he ever been despised like this? He was immediately furious and sneered several times.

He also thought: "Since this person knows that the divine doctor Bian Huo is in our hands, if we let him go and make a big fuss about it, wouldn't it put our country in danger? For now, we must not let him go. It's best to kill him here! If we suppress this matter, who will know whether Bian Huo is in our hands in a few decades?" He had a murderous intention in his heart. He said: "You are so arrogant, don't you want to try my Taoism?" After saying that, he used the crutch in his hand to stab hard.

Suddenly, there was a gust of cold wind. The high priest's cultivation was not weak, enough to reach the realm of Lianxu. And he was the best among Lianxu. Since the spiritual energy was exhausted, he has been retaining his strength and hiding in the remote country of Japan.

Later, Zhao Qing opened up the incense. The high priest went to exchange and learn, and after getting a glimpse of the essence of incense, he returned to Japan to imitate. Although Japan is small and has few people, it is far less prosperous than the incense gods of Fuyao. But it is stable and pious. It has been the same for hundreds of years. Every time there is a grand festival, there will be a steady stream of incense.

Before the high priest's spiritual energy was exhausted, he had a title called "Shenfeng Xianren". He was also a famous figure. Now he showed a little bit of his skills, which was really extraordinary. Seeing the light purple and black wind whistling everywhere. The tea in the teacup became turbid and smelly.

Li Changxiao said, "Good tricks, good tricks." He admired it very much, stretched out his hand to cut off two strands of divine wind, and placed them in the palm of his hand to observe carefully. This divine wind is called "dirty wind". It raged in the far north. Li Changxiao had heard that someone had traveled around and refined the strange wind of time, which could have a miraculous effect when fighting against the enemy. This is the first time that he has fought against such a "wind cultivator". He was very interested for a while. He put his right hand into his left sleeve, and his left hand into his right sleeve, rubbed it for a while, and finally took out two "wind dragons".

He blew at the "wind dragon", and the dragon gradually grew bigger and pounced on the "light purple black wind". Biting continuously. The Fuhua Wind of the Xiao family in the Red Domain was originally a profound magic. After Li Changxiao's continuous improvement, it has now gone beyond the original scope and become more exquisite. When he walked, the breeze he brought was a very special existence. The wind was hidden in the sleeves and the lapels. Li Changxiao used the wind he carried with him a little bit, and it became a powerful magic.

The high priest's face changed, seeing that this opponent also had good wind magic. He immediately shouted, tore open the clothes on his chest, and there was a mouth on his chest. The mouth in the chest spit out forcefully, and the light purple black wind rose sharply, blowing the sky and tearing the earth, with great power. Being in it, I was dizzy because of the stench. The foul wind was really powerful, it could pollute the magic and destroy human diseases. The soldiers guarding outside the court were all feverish and coughing. They were invaded by external evil and contracted difficult-to-cure diseases.

The two wind dragons that Li Changxiao pinched were still in Chengwei. Li Changxiao thought it was fun, so he pinched a few more wind dragons to help. This fight was naturally won by Li Changxiao without any effort.

The high priest was defeated and fled, turning into a black flying away. Li Changxiao stretched and followed slowly. Every step he took was very calm and indifferent. He walked just like walking normally. But no matter how fast the black wind flew, it was always difficult to throw it away.

This chase and escape lasted for several moments. Then there was a shout: "I'll help you!" A Taoist holding a bronze bell suddenly ran over from the original place.

It turned out that the fight between Li Changxiao and the high priest had attracted the attention of monks in Japan. Seeing that the high priest was defeated, he naturally had strong support. The Taoist of the Bronze Bell carried the bronze bell in his right hand and the iron pestle in his left hand. He knocked it hard, and it swung away with a "clang". The surrounding houses were instantly shattered.

This shock killed many guards and palace maids on the spot. The power was terrifying. The Taoist of the Bronze Bell wanted to knock again. Li Changxiao took a step closer, snatched the bronze bell from his hand, and squeezed it hard. The bronze bell was squeezed into a fist-sized copper ball.

Li Changxiao returned the original item. The Taoist of the Bronze Bell was stunned. When he came to his senses, he was sweating all over. This bronze bell was not a simple object. It was made of ancient fine steel, which was a common material in the transportation control device. How come it was worse than cotton in this person's hands?

Shocked, he suppressed the throbbing in his heart, no longer had the will to fight, and fled with the high priest. After that, four or five more strong men tried to stop them, but without exception, they were cleverly resolved by Li Changxiao without any effort.

The crowd had no choice but to flee to the ancestral land. They came to a secluded forest. Seven or eight Lianxu strong men knelt down on the top of the mountain: "Ancestor, Ancestor, a strong enemy is coming, a strong enemy is coming. I don't know where a big devil came from, we are far from being his opponent, please help me!"

After a few pleadings, the ancestor did not respond, but Li Changxiao came first. He walked from the foot of the mountain and said with a smile: "Is the ancestral land here?" He ignored the existence of several people and walked into the stone forest alone.

The crowd looked at each other and said happily, "How brave, how brave! That person is so arrogant and conceited that he dared to break into the stone bamboo forest. Now the three ancestors must take action to deal with him." "Humph, this stone bamboo forest is no less than a land of fortune. The three ancestors all have combined cultivation. The three of them join forces. In the world, except for the five Mahayana masters, who else can have such ability?" "Yes, yes, that person's cultivation is not bad, but it's a pity that he is too arrogant."

... After a discussion, everyone felt that the victory was decided, but deep in their hearts, there was an lingering fear. When they fought against that person just now, the means he used were really too exquisite. It was incredible. The three ancestors might not be able to do it.

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Let's talk about the other side.

Li Changxiao broke into the forest. Not far away, he saw patches of green bamboo. A gust of wind blew, and the bamboo leaves rustled, which was very peaceful. But in the peace, there was a sinister murderous intention hidden.

(I couldn't bear it any longer. My throat was inflamed and I couldn't sleep well. I went to get an IV drip. I was too sleepy when I got home. This time, the fever and cold were different from the previous ones. They were much more serious. I don't know if it was the flu.)