"I am here to urge you, the Emperor, to set off." Taoist Chiyang said with a smile:
"It will take half a month to get from Heyang City to Qingming Mountains. Is it time to set off?"
Emperor Yonghe remained silent.
He had already made the decision, but as for something like kneeling before the immortals in Xuantian Temple, he would naturally delay it as long as possible.
“By the way, about the mortal warrior who broke into Xuantian Temple yesterday…” When Taoist Chiyang said this, Emperor Yonghe held his breath slightly.
Now comes the serious business.
After the flying knife was taken away by Saint Wu Qingxin yesterday, he had been thinking about how to deal with the Xuantian Sect Immortal Master who came to hold him accountable...
"Xian---" He just uttered the first word when he saw Taoist Chiyang interrupt him with a serious face:
"Yesterday's incident was indeed caused by the biased actions of my Immortal Sect Saint Wu Qingxin."
"After all, our Xuantian Sect is the righteous sect of the Xuan Sect. We should act uprightly and impartially."
"Since it is Saint Wu Qingxin's fault, then my Xuantian Sect has decided..."
"Revoke Wu Qingxin's status as a saint and expel her from Heyang City."
Emperor Yonghe was slightly shocked.
He never expected that this matter would have such an outcome
Could it be that the cultivators from the Xuantian Sect are easier to talk to than those from the other eight sects, and can even distinguish between right and wrong
Guard Chu next to him was also shocked.
Although he couldn't figure out why, he only knew one thing.
I'm afraid this Saint Lady Wu Qingxin will die soon.
This person is a traitor to the Wuji Society. Once he leaves Xuantian Temple, he will be hunted down by the Wuji Society... .
"Emperor Da Yan, now that the matter is settled, isn't it time for you to set off as well?" Taoist Chi Yang said with a smile.
..
At the same time, outside Xuantian Temple in the north of the city.
Yesterday's bloodstains and traces of fighting have been cleaned up. People are coming and going on the street, and occasionally pilgrims enter Xuantian Temple. Everything is the same as before.
In a noodle shop on the street.
Qiao Mu chose an octagonal table close to the street and sat down, ordering a bowl of longevity noodles.
"Today is my 60th birthday... so let's add some beef, no, mutton."
He sat there alone, sipping his noodles quietly, looking up at the street from time to time, listening to the noise of people coming and going, and feeling a rare peace in his heart.
Meow~
Thirty or forty steps away, the little cat poked its head out from the corner and meowed, but when it saw Qiao Mu looking at it, it quickly dodged.
Qiao Mu discovered that if this perverted cat got too close to him, it would become limp and fall to the ground, with its eyes slightly narrowed, looking as if it was ready to be picked.
He didn't hold back. When he first encountered this demon cat last night, he caught it and started petting it.
After that, the cat didn't dare to get too close to him.
At first, he only dared to follow the tree from a distance of forty or fifty steps away, but later he dared to get a little closer.
I don’t know whether the body of this demon cat has gradually adapted to the thick death energy, or the death energy on Qiao Mu’s body has been absorbed by it and gradually faded.
But it doesn’t matter, as long as it is willing to stay with Qiaomu.
Monsters like the Impermanence Cat, which can smell death, usually only appear around dying people.
The closer Qiumu was to death, the happier the cat was, and the happier Qiumu was too.
Qiao Mu thought, perhaps he could judge how close he was to death based on the cat's reaction
He lowered his head to eat noodles, occasionally looking up at Xuantian Temple.
Qiao Mu continued to stay nearby. In fact, he fell in love with the saint Wu Qingxin at first sight, and wanted to personally see her off to the end of her life.
However, because of the influence of his intuition which sometimes worked and sometimes didn't after practicing the "Martial Spirit Holy Rhinoceros Secret", Qiao Mu thought it would be impossible for the assassination to succeed.
The intuitive reminder is probably two-way. Once he gets close, Wu Qingxin should also feel it.
"What do you mean by telepathic connection?" Qiao Mu frowned.
He has already mastered "Martial Spirit Holy Rhinoceros Secret" to the point of "proficiency" and has a deeper understanding of this secret technique.
He felt that there was something fishy about this secret technique, and perhaps he should not practice it for the time being and focus on other techniques.
"Huh? Isn't that Captain Qian?" Qiao Mu's eyes fell on a constable in black clothes standing on the street.
At this time, Qian Qian was patrolling the streets with a team of detectives, coming and going in a hurry.
There were more patrolling constables and soldiers on the streets near Xuantian Temple, and it was obvious that the security was much stricter than usual.
I guess he was afraid that there would be another Qiao Pifu who would invade the important area of the Immortal Sect.
suddenly.
Captain Qian changed his serious expression and quickly put on a smile. He bent his waist slightly and bowed to a middle-aged man in official uniform who was walking on the street.
"Isn't that Magistrate Lou..." At this time, the diners nearby whispered.
"Is Magistrate Lou going to enter Xuantian Temple?"
"Did yesterday's incident really become a big deal?"
Qiao Mu was slightly startled and his eyes fell on Qian Qian's face.
Prefect Lou did not pay any attention to the salute from Captain Qian on the street, and did not even glance at him. He just hurried into the Xuantian Temple with some guards.
Qian Qian breathed a sigh of relief. There was no hatred on his face, and he continued his patrol.
"I wonder how much of the one thousand taels of silver Qian Qian paid to the Lou family to redeem his father over the years?"
"No... there is no ransom money now."
Qiao Mu silently watched Prefect Lou walk into Xuantian Temple.
A penny can make a hero fail. Captain Qian couldn't even come up with that thousand taels of silver in his entire life...
...
Inside Xuantian Temple, the main hall.
The Saintess Wu Qingxin looked silently at the statue of the immortal Xuantian on the altar.
The immortals are roughly divided into three levels according to their status.
Led by the Xuantian Sect's headmaster, "the Great and Mighty Immortal Xuantian", a group of sect elders occupied the main seats.
The second tier consists of the saints of the immortal sects and a few outstanding disciples of the younger generation.
The last ones are the immortal deacons who guard the temples, such as "Chiyang Immortal" and "Qingyang Immortal".
But there is no tablet for Wu Qingxin, the holy maiden of the immortal sect.
"One day, I will also join the Xuantian Sect's group of immortals."
She withdrew her gaze and looked behind her, just at this moment Prefect Lou and his men came over.
"Saintess." Mansion Master Lou had an apologetic smile on his face.
"Yesterday, although the incident with Mr. Qiao was just his own recklessness, it still violated the important territory of the Immortal Sect. This official is also worried."
"This ten thousand taels of silver is the tribute that the city gave to Xuantian Temple this time. Thinking that Xuantian Temple needed money to rebuild, I sent it here in advance..."
After saying that, the attendants beside him carried over a large box filled with neatly stacked silver coins.
Wu Qingxin looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes cold.
Although her status as a saint is not worthy of the title.
But within the city of Heyang Prefecture, in the eyes of secular figures like Lord Lou, he is still a big man who can represent the Xuantian Sect.
Magistrate Lou is also a fourth-rank warrior, and is also the lord of a prefecture.
Now that something has happened, even if it has nothing to do with him, he still immediately offers ten thousand taels of silver, fearing that the Immortal Sect will find reasons to blame him.
In the final analysis, it's all because they are afraid of the tiger skin on her body.
As for rebuilding Xuantian Temple... it's just an excuse.
Yesterday, that villain Qiao was burned to ashes. He had just arrived at the gate of Xuantian Temple and hadn't even stepped into the threshold. Anyway, only a few martial slaves died, so it wasn't a big problem.
"Lord Lou, don't worry. This matter has nothing to do with you." Wu Qingxin said calmly:
"Our sect acts uprightly and honestly, so we will not act recklessly."
Only then did Magistrate Lou heave a sigh of relief and left soon after.
Wu Qingxin glanced at the box full of silver.
When practicing Taoism, one must also consider wealth, companions, Dharma and place.
The gold and silver in this worldly world were not actually of much help to her, but they did have their uses.
She thought for a moment and called all the servants in the Taoist temple.
"You guys defended Xuantian Temple yesterday, but failed to completely stop that ordinary warrior..."
At this point, the servants were terrified and immediately knelt down to apologize, fearing that the saint would punish them.
"Stand up, no need to apologize." The Saint said calmly:
"Even if our sect is wrong, it is right."
"Your fault is only that you are weak."
"Although you are weak, many of you were injured yesterday. Although you did not contribute anything, you still worked hard."
"This is a reward for you." As he said this, he waved his hand and divided out some silver to reward the Taoist servants who practiced martial arts.
"Thank you, Saint." These servants and Taoists were naturally very excited and expressed their gratitude again and again.
This saint girl Wu Qingxin is the dream in the hearts of these servants.
If it weren't for Wu Qingxin, who switched from martial arts to cultivation and even became a saint, they might not be willing to do such menial tasks.
"If you serve my sect, you will be rewarded. If you can make contributions, let alone these golden and white things, it is not impossible for me to grant you the Xuanmen Dharma."
After she finished painting the pie, she finally revealed her true colors:
"There are monsters roaming the mountains to the west of this city, but there are also occasional treasures..."
Wu Qingxin didn't dare to leave the Heyang City, but if this Wu Nu could go to dangerous places on her behalf to pick some spiritual fruits, it would be a good use of her resources.
I can only say that the identity of the saint is extremely useful.
No matter whether it was the Lord of a mansion like Lord Lou, or the martial slaves in the Taoist temple, they had to treat her with courtesy.
After dealing with these trivial matters, the Saint Wu Qingxin once again took off with the wind and flew back to the building on the top of the mountain.
She has not been practicing Buddhism for long, so she has to make the most of her time in seclusion.
But this time, she had just returned to the back mountain when she saw a Taoist priest in a red Taoist robe at the door of the building.
"Saintess, I am here to tell you an important matter. This is the decision made by the elders of the sect..." Taoist Chiyang said with a smile.
After Taoist Chiyang finished speaking, Wu Qingxin's usual cold expression disappeared instantly.
Chapter 85 Hunting the Saint (3k
Bang!
The storyteller with the sword slammed the gavel and said excitedly:
"That common man Qiao was ignited by the strange flames, and thus became a stick of common man's incense. In the flames, he still shouted hoarsely: You guys smell my common man's incense, how fragrant it is..."
The audience was listening intently when suddenly a gray-haired tea drinker in the corner cheered loudly:
"good!"
"This Qiao Pifu is indeed a heroic hero in the world!"
The cheers broke the silence, and other tea drinkers began to cheer and applaud, and the atmosphere suddenly became heated up.