The Otherworldly God

The boy put the tip of the sword on the ground unhappily. They first heard the sound of smoke puffing, and then they saw a woman in enchanting clothes, with a white mask on her face and a long pipe in her hand sitting on Yulong's body.

"There are only a few of these guys left. How can I let you chop them down at will?"

He pointed his pipe at the boy, and when he saw them he simply glanced at them all.

The boy unhappily put his sword back into the scabbard behind his back. It looked difficult to do, but he did it very easily and quickly. He had already put it away before anyone could see clearly.

The woman put down her feet, turned around and lay on Yulong, her shoulders very conspicuous. She took a puff of his pipe and then exhaled a puff of white smoke.

"As the old saying goes: A dragon has a reverse scale, and it will get angry if you touch it. Even the most docile dragon will get angry if you touch its reverse scale. Look how angry you have made it."

The woman took another puff of her cigarette, and her other hand kept touching Yulong's scales. Her eyes seemed to be looking at the three of them, but also seemed to be looking at nothing.

"We didn't touch the dragon's reverse scale. It just got angry."

The woman set her gaze on Le Zheng Shui Ling.

"This change seems a bit big, but I like this personality."

The woman pushed his mask upwards, revealing his fiery red lips more clearly, and with the action of smoking, it really gave him a unique charm.

"Thank you so much for saving me and us."

The woman's attention was attracted to Le Zheng Qiming again, who was holding Qing Guo in his arms.

"It wasn't me who saved you. He wouldn't appreciate your thanks."

He turned his gaze to Le Zheng Yuhua, just glanced at her, and took another puff of the cigarette. This time he did not spit it out immediately but held it in his mouth, and did not spit it out even when he spoke.

"I am lucky to meet you today."

After he finished speaking, he slowly exhaled the smoke. The smoke started to move by itself, and the fire that was rolling up the wall of fire disappeared.

When Le Zheng Ling saw this scene, she didn't know what was going on. Le Zheng Qiming reacted quickly and immediately hid Qing Guo inside his clothes.

"Are you okay?"

"Alive."

Le Zheng Shuiling's tone was very unfriendly. She thought Le Zheng Ling was one of the people who framed them. Others also came from other places. They were not clear about the current situation, so when they saw that Le Zheng Ling did not take any action, they just stayed there obediently.

"You are?"

They all ignored Le Zhengling, and the woman even started to play with Ming Jing Zhi Shui.

"Mingjing Zhishui? Looks like we are in Le Zheng's jurisdiction."

The boy said nothing as he swung his sword and cut the water ball he was playing with into pieces, along with a few strands of the woman's hair.

"Sister is here, let's go, Long Yangjun."

"You really need to change your temper."

The woman waved her pipe, and Yulong was sent back to Yulong Peak by her cigarette.

"This man's magical power is very strong."

Le Zhengling looked at him warily, and he glanced at her in return.

There were bursts of bell sounds coming from the direction of Yulong Peak. It seemed like something was coming from the woods. It was moving very fast and the trees were no obstacle to it.

When they got there, they saw that it was a group of people and a sedan chair. Each of them wore a white mask on their face, just like the boy and the woman.

"Please forgive me for borrowing your passage."

After saying that, he turned over and returned to the team with the boy. The team didn't seem to have any reaction to their departure and return.

The bells on the sedan chair swayed, making pleasant and crisp sounds. Someone was dancing in front of the sedan chair to the sound of the bells, but was moving forward without any hindrance.

Le Zheng, Shui Ling and the others consciously stood to the side. They didn't care about borrowing the road or intruding into other people's territory. Besides, they were saved by the people here.

The sedan passed in front of them. Through the small window, Le Zheng Qiming saw a girl with lifeless eyes sitting in the sedan.

The lifeless eyes are even more attractive. Just by looking at the side profile, Le Zheng Qiming couldn't help but sigh.

"There is such a beautiful girl in the world!"

Le Zheng Shuiling still wanted to see the beautiful girl he mentioned, but she had already gone far away and only her back was left. Seeing Le Zheng Qiming staring at her as if he was hooked, Le Zheng Shuiling could not help but pull his ears.

"How beautiful is she? Is she as beautiful as me?"

Le Zheng Qiming broke free from her hand.

"Even if you threaten me like this, I'm still beautiful."

"Then she is beautiful, and I am cuter than her."

"They look cute too."

Le Zheng Shui Ling raised her fist.

"You deserve a beating, don't you?"

The two people's play was interrupted. It turned out that Le Zhengfang and others came here using sword-riding skills.

Seeing Le Zheng Qin, Le Zheng Shuiling rolled her eyes and walked away first, then followed Le Zheng Qiming and the others to salute him.

"Are you okay? Where's Yulong?"

When Le Zhengfang saw Le Zheng Shuiling unconsciously take a step back, he realized his impoliteness and quickly tried to make amends in other ways.

"Master Ling, what's the situation now?"

"Replying to Lord Fang, the Jade Dragon was indeed still here just now, but it has been subdued by two powerful men and sent back to Jade Dragon Peak."

"Two powerful people?"

"I didn't know who they were. They were all wearing masks, and there were more than just two of them, but a group. They seemed to be passing by and told me they were just passing through and asked us to forgive them."

"Do they know that this place belongs to our Le Zheng?"

"Yes, one of them recognized Ming Jing Zhi Shui and was sure that this was Le Zheng's jurisdiction. It was my fault that I failed to stop them and ask them clearly."

"Even if you could have stopped it, you couldn't have. How can I blame you? Fortunately, no one was hurt. Yuhua, are you okay?"

"Thank you for your concern, Aunt Fang. It's nothing serious. I'm just sorry to trouble Doctor Baizhi again."

"I've already asked Ying'er to persuade you. Fortunately, nothing happened and you passed the test. However, there will never be a next time."

"Yuhua will remember this."

Before Le Zhengqin could say anything, Le Zhengfang had already finished speaking, and also said "passed the assessment", so he had to admit it whether he wanted to or not.

Le Zheng Yuhua also saw that Le Zheng Qin did not quite agree, so she took out the key and said that she did not receive sympathy because of Yulong's accident.

"Well done. We have always focused on writing skills and magic, but have neglected strengthening the body. You did a great job today."

Someone sneered.

"Master, do you mean to develop physical skills?"

In the eyes of most Taoists in the Taoist Alliance, not studying magic properly and having any bias towards physical skills are all evil and deviant ways.

In response to his sneer, Le Zhengqin smiled faintly.

"Ask yourselves, if you were in this situation today, without any spells or unable to use spells, would you be able to escape unscathed or survive?"

"Humph, they didn't survive by physical skills, they just got lucky and met a group of passers-by who were passing by."

"Luck is also a kind of strength."

Le Zheng Shuiling responded directly, and the other party gave her a look. Le Zheng Qiming quickly turned his body and stood in front of Le Zheng Shuiling to block her.

"Yeah, that's right, your strength is nothing but luck."

Knowing that she was mocking her, Le Zheng Shuiling wanted to refute but was stopped by Le Zheng Qiming.

"The younger generation, Qi Ming, Shui Ling, and Yu Hua, will have Master Lao Sihui to teach them more in the future."

"Yes, I will still be one of your masters in the future."

Le Zheng Sihui looked very proud when she said this.

"Yes, Master Sihui, thank you for your concern. If our strength or luck is the only thing we have, you will be so embarrassed."

Even Le Zhengfang couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh at Le Zheng Qiming's words, but if things continued like this, it would definitely be bad for the three of them, so she took over the conversation before Le Zheng Sihui could speak.

"The sun is setting."

Le Zhengqin turned around and looked towards the west. It was indeed not the time to stay any longer. Anyway, Qi Ming had helped him teach Sihui a lesson.

"You have worked hard today, especially the three of you. Go back quickly and let Huichuntang take a look at their injuries. I'll trouble you, my fellow brothers and sisters, to give them a ride."

"Yes."

Le Zhengyuhua is destined to be with Le Zhengbo again.

Le Zhengbo watched him walk over and took a special look at his hands.

"Master Lao Bo is here."

"Stand still."

"Yes."

When Le Zheng Yuhua approached the sword, it flew up, about ten centimeters off the ground, and Le Zheng Yuhua jumped on it easily.

Le Zheng Shuiling followed Le Zheng Ling. Le Zheng Ling was the first to go up. She almost fell over when she jumped, but fortunately Le Zheng Ling kept her balance.

"You'd better hold me tight."

"Oh."

She was told to hold him tight, but Le Zheng Shui Ling just hugged her thighs. Le Zheng Ling sighed and said, "Hold your waist."

"Oh."

"Ok?"

"All right."

"Then let's go."

Le Zheng Qiming only dared to hold on to his clothes carefully, while Le Zheng Yuhua stood the most steadily.

One of the newcomers was afraid of heights, but if he wanted to become a Taoist priest, he would not be able to do it if he was afraid of even the sword-wielding technique. So he closed his eyes and held tightly onto the clothes of the master in front of him with both hands.

High in the sky, Le Zheng Yuhua deliberately looked at the scenery below.

There were many fields, some rice that had not been harvested yet, and some vegetable fields. Below, there were people rushing to Jimen Pass with tools in their hands. Seeing them, they waved their arms happily.

"It seems that Le Zheng seems to be doing well in the hearts of the common people. Is this what they call a beautiful exterior with rotten cotton inside?"

"Le Zheng was initially defined as a traitor to the human race, but later his merits were used to atone for his crimes by assisting in the war. In order to atone for his sins, he moved from Taiyin Mountain (now renamed Yukun Mountain) to Jimen Pass, becoming the first line of defense against the demons.

Even the Taoist family did not dare to ask to come here easily, but the ancestors of these people resolutely chose to advance and retreat with us, and have never changed for thousands of years. They believe in us Lezheng, so we Lezheng must also spare no effort to respond to their expectations. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

Le Zhengyuhua was concerned about what Le Zhengbo called a "traitor".

"Great war? That is the ancient war, right? Traitor? Traitor of the human race? That means Le Zheng didn't work for the Dao League before, or in other words, he worked for the Dao League on the surface." Le Zheng Yuhua looked at the people again, then set his eyes on his back, thinking: "Is he telling me that I must treat these people well?"

"Serve the people."

Le Zheng Yuhua remembered this loud slogan and the way Sanye saluted and shouted this slogan.

"Here, I am a soldier of Lezheng."