The talisman guarding the door completely ignored the fox, obviously only responding to the animals walking inside and out. After the fox stepped into the door, he couldn't wait to shout: "Safe, come quickly!"

Qian Yiqun and others followed up quickly, and Fu Yuze reached out and touched the iron armor of the Fu Bing, and was particularly excited. Fortunately, Fu Bing did not respond, and Qian Yiqun was sweating all over. He did not intend to use the precious "golden light speed" on a naughty child with a low hand.

When he left the door, he was the urn. The courtyards around him were filled with sunlight. Biao was licking his claws, and the barbs on his tongue were like steel needles, vividly remembering. He saw a few people coming out of the door, narrowing his eyes and making a bloodthirsty purr in his throat. This big cat would kill the animals that appeared in front of him, whether for food or not.

Bai Feng held the sword in his backhand and stood in front of it carelessly.

Biao was stimulated and exerted force with his hind legs, and he rushed towards Bai Feng.

A sword light flashed.

Bai Feng took a stumble step to avoid the gushing tiger blood to prevent it from falling on his clothes.

Among the three people watching, Qian Yiqun saw Bai Feng's movements clearly. At the moment when the two intersected, he drew his sword and drew a semicircle and returned to the scabbard. Just one move, Biao's head had been cut off.

The sharpness of the fake sword is certainly the same thing, but this reaction speed is definitely not owned by ordinary people.

"Tiger blood is a good thing, don't you take it?" Bai Feng turned around, as if he had done something insignificant, and rarely joked with Qian Yiqun.

"Um!" Qian Yiqun quickly took out the pots and jars and started to catch blood.

Baisha was surprised in his heart: This Taoist priest was really well prepared and carried everything. Mustard said that the "Cank and Kun in the Pot" technique must be made into a large enough tool. After sacrifice and refining it into a magic weapon, the capacity cannot exceed this tool, at most 80% or 90%. Then how big was his fish basket at that time?

Qian Yiqun never considered this issue. Sister Shen said that this fish basket was woven from South China Sea purple bamboo and could hold water from all over the world. Although she didn't understand, she just needed to know that it was very powerful.

"Must seed, the sword you just now was not a rebellious sword, right?" Qian Yiqun asked while continuing the tiger blood.

Bai Feng replied speechlessly for a while: "No."

"Oh? That's..."

Seeing that Qian Yiqun looked like he would not give up without asking, Bai Feng said, "It is called Jingji Jian."

"Are your Confucian swordsmanship so weird? Why do you revolt? Respect yourself... can't you give a nice, domineering and connotative name?" Qian Yiqun was too lazy to complain.

Bai Feng was obviously choked and said slowly: "It is Xunzi's meaning of 'respecting it in oneself and not admiring it in the sky'."

"Ha, you have discovered it too. Isn't it much more fun to use Xunzi's fake sword?" Qian Yiqun put away the pots and jars containing tiger blood, and put Biao's body into the fish basket.

Bai Feng was really unhappy this time. The reason for his unhappiness was that he unexpectedly discovered that Qian Yiqun's discussion on sword techniques and swords was correct. Using Xunzi's sword technique, he was indeed more skillful than Zengzi's sword technique. Especially when the sword technique was activated, there was a feeling that everything in the world was judged by my hand.

——If the Master knew about this, how sad it would be...

Bai Feng was confused when he thought about this.

Qian Yiqun did not ask this time because he had already walked out of the city. He built a shed in his hand to cover the sunshine and transported the heart of turbanning trees. He could not see the edge. He really didn't know how big the city was.

A three-story building stands on this empty plain, steadily occupying the middle line of the Yin-Yang Fish on the ground.

There are eight balls around the building, which look like clouds, but they are of different colors and do not know what to say. Among them, the red clouds sometimes condense and sometimes disperse. Although they are scattered, they are also scattered and never destroyed, but they suddenly expand and appear a little thin in an instant.

Whenever it expands and becomes thin, groups of strange animals will appear out of thin air. From their eyes, they can see that they are also very confused.

There are no other buildings in the city, and ambushers in iron armor wander around, and occasionally I can see iron armored cavalry riding iron horses. These talisman soldiers seemed to have not seen these animals. Only when the animals took the initiative to attack like them would they rush up and chop the beasts into meat paste.

The fox paced among the corpses all over the ground, identifying the beasts he knew, and pronounced his names one by one.

"Hey, this is a fire-washing rat, you can collect some." The fox cried, "If you use their leather to make clothes and gloves, you won't be afraid of fire. And if it's dirty, just throw it into the fire and it will be cleaned soon."

Qian Yiqun followed behind, and usually picked up garbage and threw these kitten-sized mice into the fish basket.

The fox looked much more relaxed, and it was not as timid as before. Of course, it was mainly because the beasts that came from this wave were not as fierce as Biao. It slowly walked towards the Qibao Tower, feeling that there were more and more talisman soldiers around it, and the black iron armor on its body was gradually replaced by the bright Baijian steel armor. It can be imagined that the Qibao Tower must be the top priority of the guards.

"Huh, the door is locked?"

Everyone walked downstairs of Qibao and tried to push the door. The carefully crafted wooden door didn't move at all, as if someone had bolted it from inside.

"You can stop." Qian Yiqun pushed the door and turned around and said to everyone, "As far as I know, people from the Yinshan lineage are very afraid of those talisman soldiers. However, until now, these talisman soldiers are very friendly and have no intention of attacking us at all."

"I don't know what Ju Xingbo and his group did, but they actually attracted the talisman soldiers to chase him." The fox stroked his beard.

Qian Yiqun shook his head slightly: "We can't tell whether it was an internal strife or a fu soldier who killed it. But it should be true that Ju Xingbo came here to explore the way. What did he do?"

"Breaking the door." Fu Yuze said affirmatively.

"Breaking the door?"

"Yes!" Fu Yuze stood with his hands behind his back, "According to Dao Master's character, since he has reached the door and the door is not open, he must use brute force to smash it open. Are all locks guarding against gentlemen or villains?"

Qian Yiqun nodded slightly: "Irregular people do have this bad habit."

"Master, what do you think?" Baisha asked politely.

"I do suspect that those gangs of gangs who called the door but broke the door, but were solved by the talisman soldiers here." Qian Yiqun pointed to the nearby talisman soldiers, said "Huh" and said, "Have you noticed that there seemed to be too many talisman soldiers, and it seemed that they were still staring at us."

Everyone nodded slightly, there was indeed such signs.

The patrol Fu Bing even slowed down, as if waiting for Qian Yiqun and the others to do something.

The reason why talismans are called talismans is because they are not creatures, but are just made of talismans and will never have their own thinking.

This is somewhat similar to the Wu Earth Divine Soldier Talisman. However, from the perspective of the depth of mysteries, the stupid, big, thick and stupid stones like Wu Earth Divine Soldiers are like planning to a laptop with a quad-core processor.

The technical content varies too much.

The level of talisman technique such as the Wu Earth Divine Soldier Talisman can only be made into one or two talismans in a year with Zhang Tianshi, the highest level in the world. Now, at least hundreds of talisman soldiers are gathered here.

"If these talisman soldiers are not living things, then someone is controlling them." Qian Yiqun said, "If you take a step back, even if Guo Zhenren is so imaginary, he has preset such a... uh, program. As juniors in the school, we come to the door of others and smash the door at any time, that's not appropriate."

"Are you planning to call the door?" The fox glanced at Qian Yiqun and said disdainfully, "Are you stupid to learn? Guo Pu is a soldier who has become an immortal, how could he stay here?"

"Try it," Qian Yiqun walked up, clenched his fists lightly, knocked three times, and said aloud: "I am kind-hearted, please see Master Guo Dazhen."

Gaji...

The door is really open.

The fox turned his face to the side in pain and said in his heart: I forgot his talent for speaking spirit. This kind of talent is the most annoying!

The talisman soldiers around him moved again, completely treating everyone as nothing.

A figure emerged from the door, but it was a young girl. The girl was wearing a long-sleeved belt, a bun on her head, and a simple and elegant dress. She looked like a maid and maid. She stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Is the person coming from Mr. Qian, Gusu?"

Qian Yiqun was shocked.

"Before the master left, he said that Mr. Qian of Gusu would borrow the book of traveling immortals in the name of a 'kind man', and he was waiting here because of the servants." The maid made way and said blessedly: "Master Qian, please, please, all the guests."

Qian Yiqun then looked up and saw that there were three Han Li plaques "Qibaolou" on the main entrance.

Whether it was the wild beasts all over the ground or the expressionless talisman soldiers, Qian Yiqun was never so creepy. At this moment, he was not thinking of immortal arts, but that he might have entered a trap of inner demons.

Teacher He, the Taoist of Iron Staff, is famous for deduction. Even if he meets Qian Yiqun, he cannot deduce the past and present life of this person before he meets Qian Yiqun. Even if he meets him, he cannot read the fate of the future. In the final analysis, Qian Yiqun's natal star will not enter the fate for four hundred years. For this era, he is a wrong code, which is meaningless and will mess up the entire world.

——Guo Pu was from the Eastern Jin Dynasty, more than 1,300 years ago. How did he calculate that I would borrow "The Book of Travels"? Or, how did he know that I would be reincarnated in a family named Qian?

Qian Yiqun calmly observed his mind, listened to the continuous sound of bells in his heart, and the sound of golden light curse continued, and opened his eyes again.

The scenery in front of me was as good as it was, and there was no change at all.

This should not be an illusion.

"Of course this is not an illusion," the maid smiled, "This young master Bai has the Mahasattva's heavenly eyes. If it is an illusion, he can see through it at a glance." She pointed to Baisha and said.

Baisha looked full of admiration: "I dare to ask how my sister can see it?"

The maid chuckled and said, "What kind of sister am I? Two young masters Bai, Mr. Fu, haha, and this Mr. Bai Ze, just call me Yicui."

The fox was called to break his identity, his ears were raised, and he looked at Yi Cui with vigilance.

Qian Yiqun scanned the house and it was decorated in the Ming Dynasty, and there was no trace of the ancient style of the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

Yi Cui smiled and said, "You can see that you are confused. This is also a bad maid. I didn't listen to the master. The master said that the more you know, the more others are afraid of you. It's indeed a famous saying."

——If it is to be precise, the maid's accent is not right.
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