Kill me a few more times and I'll be invincible

The long-burning torch has fallen.

But the flames are still pointing upward.

In the main hall of Xuantian Temple, the immortals on the altar table still maintained their immortal demeanor, squinting their eyes with compassion, looking down at the blazing human-shaped torch at the entrance of the Taoist Temple through the lingering incense smoke.

Qiao Mu did not step into the gate of Xuantian Temple, but looked inside for a few times through the threshold, and was burned to death by the saintess who came over.

The fire gradually became smaller, and the corpses in the fire turned into ashes little by little.

The saint with the sword in mid-air didn't say a word, but with a flash of light, she put the giant tiger corpse on the street into a storage bag, and quickly left, returning to the back hill of Xuantian Temple. .

The Taoist Taoist servants at the entrance of the Taoist temple briefly commotioned and began to drive away the pilgrims who were watching.

"The sinner Qiao Pif trespassed into the important land of the Immortal Sect without permission and committed crimes during the day. His sin is unforgivable. The saint has personally taken action. He will be burned to death by the Li Fire and will never be reincarnated."

"The sinner Qiao Pif broke into the important land of the Immortal Sect without permission and committed crimes during the day..."

The crowded crowd could only gradually disperse.

Chen Yingxue still stood there, listening to Qian Qian next to him, talking about the incident this morning intermittently.

She looked at the ashes in the fire, her eyes losing their luster just like Qian Qian before.

Scenes of past memories flooded into my mind.

This catcher, who acted unscrupulously and spoke strange words, seemed to have no intention of dealing with these fast catchers since he entered the yamen.

Every time his impression of him slightly changed, he would often say something strange.

Looking back at this moment, it is clear that this person is carefully keeping a vague distance from the people around him.

In the end, Chen Yingxue was impressed by him. When discussing the details of the case with him, the other party's face immediately changed and he knocked him out without hesitation.

Then he broke into Xuantian Temple alone, killed the ferocious tiger that was eating people, and drew his sword against the immortal of Xuantian Sect.

In the end, his body died and his soul was extinguished, and all the warrior's energy and blood turned into the fuel of the bone-corroding fire, which burned vigorously.

She recalled in her mind the strange words that Joe Piff deliberately said when she first met him.

"Woman, don't be curious about me. Curiosity is often the beginning of your downfall."

"I have always hated evil and regarded life and death as nothing. In the eyes of people with upright temperament, such a majestic image is like a firefly in the dark night, shining brightly...I am afraid that she will really fall."

Recalling it now, she felt a different kind of emotion in her heart.

Naturally, there is no talk of love between a man and a woman.

In fact, Qiao Pif's appearance is just an ordinary middle-aged man in his forties. When a middle-aged man says this, he will only look greasy and pretentious.

There was only a leisurely respect rising in her heart.

"He has the bravery and spirit of a young man. But he seems frivolous, but his thoughts are actually delicate..."

"What a rare and great husband in the world."

A young man is not afraid of tigers like a newborn calf, and he acts on the strength of his blood.

Middle-aged people have been beaten by more than ten years of life, and the high spirits they once had when they were young often slowly dissipate.

How easy is it to not be confused at forty, to still be able to persevere at the age of forty, and not to be confused by external things?

This is also the reason why the pilgrims and the people are silent.

The pilgrims whose buttocks are on this side of the Immortal Gate speak loudly, while they are often silent.

Chen Yingxue sighed with admiration, but also felt a heavy sadness in her heart.

However, such a great husband is also dead.

She and Shen Qinghe came in a hurry and did not have time to see Qiao Pif for the last time. They only saw his dead body, slowly turning into ashes in the fire and disappearing into light smoke.

Jiang Chen, the storyteller with the sword, squeezed into the crowd and listened to the chatter in the crowd. He clenched his fists unconsciously and dug his nails into his flesh.

He had been telling the story of the Qiao family and his son in Heyang City before. During this time, he had been running around to avoid police officers. He had just heard the commotion and rushed here.

"Joppiff?"

"The family motto of the Qiao family is that every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world..."

Such a gesture and such bold words reminded him vaguely of the chivalrous deeds of the Qiao family and his son in Yancheng City.

At this time, the wind blew by, and the embers burned by the flame had been blown away by the wind, leaving no trace.

It's just that the burning fire and the incense from before have existed after all.

This is a common fragrance.

The incense of a common man burns his own body, which is disrespectful to God and disrespectful to heaven.

This incense was lit by the Saint of the Immortal Sect, but the light of the fire had already entered the eyes and hearts of the pilgrims.

The human heart has its own scale, and Joe Piff's gesture and words before his death will eventually be remembered by the world.

Even after death, I can still smell the fragrance of the chivalrous bones.

Chapter 82 The old man wanders around late at night (4k

Driven by the handymen and Taoists, the crowd and pilgrims gradually dispersed.

Officers and soldiers also arrived quickly and collected the corpses of the people killed by the ferocious tiger on the street.

One after another, pilgrims re-entered the Taoist temple, and everything seemed to be back to normal.

Emperor Yonghe mingled in the crowd and turned away, feeling only slightly sad.

When he was young, he had also seen civil servants and generals who died bravely in the face of immortal cultivators, but this was the first time for him to die as tragically as Qiao Pif, and to be lit as a pillar of incense.

Forty years ago, the original generation was almost extinct. Now, by chance, I met a Chopifu. I wanted to take the risk to save him, but in the end it was all in vain.

"Now that the building is about to collapse, if I can leave a few seeds of loyalty, it will ease my heart a little bit, but it's a pity..."

He sighed slightly and gradually walked away.

"Your Majesty..." Guard Chu next to him suddenly said:

"The flying knife that Wei Chen threw that cut off Qiao Pif's arm just now fell into the temple of Xuantian Temple."

"After the saint of Xuantian Sect disappeared, the flying knife was gone as well. She probably picked it up."

Emperor Yonghe paused slightly.

Although when he asked Chu Xing to take action, he had already weighed the pros and cons and felt that he could take the risk of being discovered by the Immortal Sect.

But when this moment really came, his heart still felt heavy.

"Is there any risk of exposure?" he asked in a deep voice.

"...Yes." Chu Xing replied:

"Although Wei Chen's flying knife is an ordinary flying knife whose origin cannot be found, the method of throwing the flying knife is Feiyuwei's unique and superior hidden weapon technique, [Flying Star Hand]."

"If it were another Immortal Sect cultivator, it would be fine. But the person who came was none other than Wu Qingxin."

"Wu Qingxin was a disciple of Saint Wu in his early years and a member of Wu Jihui. With her eyes, it is possible to tell that this [Flying Star Hand] came from Feiyuwei."

Chu Xing's voice also deepened.

If Emperor Yonghe had made a quick decision, he felt that he should be able to save Qiao Pif.

If Emperor Yonghe had hesitated for a while and given up after Wu Qingxin appeared, then even though Chu Xing could not save Qiao Pifu, it would still be better than what he was doing now, failing to save him and risking being discovered by the Immortal Sect.

"Let's go back and think about countermeasures." Emperor Yonghe's heart sank even more:

"You can also check the Qiao family... a family that takes 'every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world' as the family motto. If there are high-level warriors besides Qiao Pif, they may be the seeds of martial arts."

He hesitated beforehand, but afterwards he didn't have so many distracting thoughts for the time being.

...

Xuantian looks at the back mountain.

After returning to the quiet room in the building on the top of the mountain, Saint Wu Qingxin exhaled a little and pressed her heart.

"Isn't that sixth-grade warrior sent by the Martial Saint? He just practiced the "Martial Holy Spirit Rhinoceros Technique"..."

Everyone who practices martial arts in the world is afraid of the martial saint, and this includes Wu Qingxin, a disciple and adopted daughter of the martial saint.

So after her intuition pointed down the mountain, she immediately went out and went down the mountain to check.

I didn't want to but it was a false alarm.

"Martial Saint Rhinoceros Technique? This person is also a fool. Although the secret technique is magical, those who practice it will die in the hands of the Martial Saint Master sooner or later."

Those who practice the Wu Sheng Ren Rhinoceros Art will eventually become the nourishment of the Wu Sheng Ren.

Including her.

So when she joined the Xianmen Xuantian Sect, she actually wanted to protect herself.

Although Wu Shengren is scary, as long as she is still a saint of Xuantian Sect, she is safe.

After she joined the Immortal Sect these years, she rarely went out and frequently retreated. There were two main reasons.

First, he was afraid of the martial saint and did not dare to go out.

The second is that although she was established as a saint, she knew that she was just a flag and a symbol in the hands of the Immortal Sect.

As a disciple of Saint Wu, Wu Qingxin is a rare talent in the world, with both martial arts and immortality aptitudes being excellent.

However, the cultivation of immortality cannot be achieved overnight.

She was originally a monk who had become a monk on the way, even if she had excellent qualifications, because she had only practiced for a short twenty or thirty years. In terms of her cultivation in the immortal way, she was not worthy of the status of a saint of the immortal sect.

So she retreated day and night, practiced diligently, and tried to become a true saint.

Thinking of this, a flying knife appeared in her hand.

"Are they from Feiyu Guard? I'm afraid they are people close to Emperor Dayan... Emperor Dayan wants to save that sixth-grade warrior?"

Saint Wu Qing said to herself, and another messenger jade talisman appeared in her hand.

"Elder Sun, it seems that the Feiyu Guards around Emperor Dayan have appeared here in Heyang City..." She thought for a moment and informed the news.

After a while, the jade symbol flashed, and a line of writing appeared.

"knew."

Wu Qingxin looked at the handwriting, her expression slightly frozen.

Not long after, the messenger jade talisman flashed again:

"I also ask the saint to continue practicing diligently and enter the foundation building stage as soon as possible."

Putting down the jade talisman of communication, Wu Qingxin felt a little relieved.

By transmitting such important news that might be related to Emperor Dayan, she could be considered as having made some contributions to the sect. She thought that she could use some elixirs to help her practice.

.....

Nanzhou.

Deep in the Qingming Mountain Range is where the Xuantian Sect’s sect is located.

At this moment, in the meeting hall within the sect, several gray-haired elders of the immortal sect were discussing matters.

"Saint Wu Qingxin sent news that Emperor Dayan's Feiyu Guards appeared in Heyang Fucheng, and he should be a god-refining warrior." Elder Sun said.

"Oh? That's good news."

"Emperor Yonghe, has he arrived in Heyang City? If he hadn't been so cooperative, it wouldn't have been that simple for us to hide this from the outside world." The immortal sect elders laughed.

"How long is the time left?"

"A month? Or half a month? Anyway, it's almost here. There's no rush."

"The headmaster is in Zhongzhou at the moment. He is carrying my immortal sect's magic weapon 'Tianwu Mirror' to secretly lure Emperor Dayan to Nanzhou without telling the other eight immortal sects."

"In half a month, that is, on the first day of next month, Emperor Dayan will come to the main peak of Qingming Mountain to pay homage to Qingyun Temple according to our plan."

"Emperor Yonghe will pretend to be an ordinary pilgrim and kowtow three times and nine times to the statues of the immortals of our Xuantian Sect in Qingyun Temple!"

"Kneel down and great things will happen!"

"Our Xuantian Sect, as the first immortal sect to be worshiped by Emperor Dayan, will be greatly prospered and is expected to be ranked first among the nine immortal sects!"

Although Xuantian Sect is strong, there are other eight immortal sects in the world, and they are not monolithic with each other.