How to break the soul when being taken away by a couple of monks

Xi Changtian has basically never encountered such a thing as being stopped by someone and not allowed to leave.

On the one hand, there are too few people who dare to stop him.On the other hand, he is usually reclusive, and even fewer people encounter him.

Only now his iconic puppet ship is gone.In addition, in order to avoid being recognized by other monks on the road, and then being chased and intercepted to delay time, he also wore jade to cover up his cultivation.

Coupled with the simple green shirt that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, he looks like a young man in the foundation period.

The same goes for Yu Zhigui.

As for the monks guarding the gate, these days, they have seen countless Jindan Daoist Yuanying Patriarchs, and there are more foundation-building and Qi-refining monks, so they don't care.Seeing that the puppet conference is coming soon, how can they slack off at this critical juncture?Everyone put up 12 points of energy, carefully screened the monks who entered the city, and must maintain order in the city.

Qingyuan Mountain and Qingyuan City are the largest sect in the Western Immortal Realm, under the jurisdiction of Sanqingmen.The leader who maintained order at the city gate was a disciple of the Sanqingmen in the late foundation establishment period.

It was he who blocked Yu Zhigui and his party: "Fellow Taoists, this city has been inhabited by monks for half a month. The puppet conference is coming soon. The puppet competition is dangerous. The monks can protect themselves. For self-preservation, for the sake of safety, please do not enter the city for the time being."

He is polite, discusses the matter on the facts, has a correct attitude, and the reasons he gives sound reasonable.Especially at the moment when the world of comprehension regards mortals as ants, the Sanqing Xianmen can treat mortals with such caution. There is no doubt that they know a truth-the vast majority of cultivators come from the secular world, and only mortals can last forever and live forever. There will be more good seedlings entering the realm of comprehension.

So protecting mortals is very important.

This is also the origin of the good reputation of the Sanqing Sect in the secular world. Everyone knows that the Sanqing Sect loves mortals and is a good sect, and then they yearn for it. Qi was very aware that he was holding everyone back, so he took the initiative and said, "Then I'll wait outside the city."

Xi Changtian knew very well that he couldn't speak. On this occasion, he stood behind Yu Zhigui quite consciously, listening to Yu Zhigui discuss with the other party: "We came together originally, and we can protect him. There is no problem with the life and death records, are you accommodating?"

"you……"

"Besides, although he has no cultivation, he is a puppet master and has the power to protect himself."

So Zhang Shiqi patted the talisman box, and the peregrine puppet flew out.

This is not the one he had at the beginning, both in terms of material and ability, it has been improved to a higher level.

The gentle monk looked at it for a long time, thinking to himself that when he drew his breath into his body, he never had such a good puppet.However, no matter how good it is, it is someone else's property, he envied slightly, and said: "In that case, let's sign a document."

"Guarantee document?"

"Yes, the purpose of signing the document is to prove that I, Sanqing Sect, have fulfilled my obligations. The document also proves that you are still trying to protect this mortal. If he is hurt in the city, you will also need to pay for the Lingshi as an oversight. In addition, thirty low-grade spirit stones must be paid as a guarantee, and these spirit stones will be used as a subsidy for the manpower and material resources of the Sanqingmen. For details, please refer to the jade slip..."

The Jade Slips of the Immortal Gate of the Sanqing Dynasty are clearly organized, with tens of thousands of words written on each big event and small love. Fingerprints, took out the spirit stone: "Is this okay?"

"Wait a moment." The well-mannered monk put away this document, took out another one, and said, "The puppet conference is coming soon, and the material merchants are mixed. Sanqingmen collects subsidies for materials to maintain the stability of the market. Said Your friend’s snow tiger belongs to the ground grade, and each spirit beast should collect a middle-grade spirit stone, yellow chicken... yellow chicken..." He had never seen the appearance of the Suzaku divine bird shrinking and restraining its brilliance, so he said, "Huang grade spirit beast , worth a low-grade spirit stone."

Before Yu Zhigui could speak, Gu Yu, who was nestled on Yu Qiu's shoulder, flapped his wings and shouted angrily: "A low-grade spirit stone? A low-grade spirit stone? What a joke, why is grandpa a yellow-grade spirit beast! You stare wide-eyed!" Read it again!"

The well-mannered monk opened his mouth wide in surprise: "Can, can talk? How is it possible, this, is this not a spirit beast? Is it... a parrot puppet?"

"Grandpa is a spirit beast, not a puppet, you are a puppet, your whole family is a puppet—" Yu Zhigui glanced at Gu Yu, the latter raised his neck with an angry face, and he spoke endlessly.

"—Heaven, heavenly grade spirit beast!" Suddenly, several exclamations came from behind.

Before Yu Zhigui could react, Yu Qiu was surrounded by seven or eight monks.

The monks were so aggressive that even Xi Changtian was almost pushed aside.

"Do you have a master?"

"I am willing to support all of my family, I just ask you to make a contract with me!"

"What are the conditions for signing a contract with you? I am willing to do my best to complete it. Please agree..."

Even more impatient, they began to pinch their hands to draw the talisman array on the spot.

The scene was suddenly chaotic.

Looking at the messy scene, the well-mannered cultivator couldn't help feeling a little dazed: "Heavenly grade...spiritual beast...worth two high-grade spirit stones..."

Yu Zhigui heard that he was still so serious, and couldn't help laughing: "The city gate is in chaos, don't you want to maintain order?"

"It should be so, thank you for reminding me." The monk pursed his lips, and eight warrior puppets appeared at the city gate.He also took out a trumpet-shaped amplified puppet, and entered the hand formula. The amplified puppet flew into the air, and in a crowded place, with the trumpet mouth facing down, a thunderclap sounded: "—Order!"

This sound was deafening, and the noisy crowd immediately fell silent.

Except for Gu Yu's loud voice: "...you think so beautifully, you guys! Seeing a decent-looking man with a few birds and puppies, you think you are amazing, don't you have great ability? Come on up Noisy and noisy, secretly attacking, wanting to take Grandpa directly, how can it be so cheap? Grandpa is in a bad mood recently, and you are not as knowledgeable as you. If you dare to be presumptuous, Grandpa will burn you all to nothing!"

Gu Yu is the least afraid of scolding people, especially since he came out of Zhuque Forest, he talks to people every day, and his speech is so fluent.

"Can talk, can set fire...at least three high-grade spirit stones..." The gentle monk couldn't help muttering to himself.

This time, no one responded to him, because Yu Zhigui's eyes fell on the front and back of the group of monks who suddenly surrounded him.

——wolves, sheep, horses, foxes, geese, elephants, apes, and raccoons.

These monks are not puppet masters, but beast masters.

Yu Zhigui couldn't help being kind, and walked slowly towards the spirit beasts - two roars came from behind him.

However, Xiao Feng Taxue was disturbed and roared in protest.

"What's it called? You can win with a loud voice?" Gu Yu saw that there were still monks in the crowd making secret formulas. He spread his wings and flew into the air to restore his original appearance.

Immediately, thousands of golden lights exploded, the flames churned, and the golden light shone down. When it fell on the ground, it was a scorched pit, and when it fell on people, it was a ball of fire.Those monks were burned to the ground, and there was an uproar.

The trumpet-shaped puppet in the air was not spared either.

The well-mannered monk couldn't help but feel distressed, but this is not the time for him to feel sorry for the puppets. Eight wrestler puppet shields took a step forward: "Every fellow Taoist, stop! Otherwise, you will be accused of disturbing the order!"

Gu Yu retracted his wings, turned back into a yellow chicken, and landed on Yu Zhigui's shoulders.

Yu Zhigui in the group of spirit beasts: "What do you want to do when you are making such a fuss?"

Gu Yu said: "You don't understand, little monks can't see Mount Tai with their eyes. Now that there is a big trouble, there will be sensible people from above, and we can go in directly."

Yu Zhigui: "...Is it really because you think you are too cheap?"

Gu Yu snorted, and said, "The little cultivator needs someone to teach him, so as not to be too ignorant and reckless."

Yu Zhigui touched it with a smile: "Okay, class is over?"

"Humph."

At this time, a purple-clothed monk boldly stepped forward to salute: "This fellow Taoist, be merciful and merciful."

"Fellow Daoist is merciful." Yu Zhi returned the gift, "Fellow Daoist is a beast master?"

"Exactly." Seeing the other party's kindness, the purple-clothed cultivator amplified his courage and introduced, "I'm from the Feiyun family, Mo Hongbo, who has been a beast master for generations." He pointed to Feiyunyan on his shoulder, "This It is my natal spirit beast, Xuanling."

"Fei Xia Zong Yu Zhigui," Yu Zhigui also pointed to the Suzaku on his shoulder, "This is my natal spirit beast, Gu Yu."

Even though he had already guessed that the Heavenly Grade Spirit Beast had an owner, Mo Hongbo still couldn't help but be disappointed: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He apologized for disturbing the Heavenly Grade Spirit Beast because of his impatience, Yu Zhigui accepted it, and the two chatted .

"Fellow Daoist is really lucky to have the help of this heavenly spirit beast."

Gu Yu tightly shut his mouth, he didn't want to say anything about how he was beaten to death.

Yu Zhigui nodded with a smile and said, "It's really good luck." At the beginning, he escaped death, without Xi Changtian's help, let alone subduing the spirit beast, he would have turned into ashes long ago.

The rest of the monks saw that the two seemed to be chatting happily, so they gradually gathered around to make room for the gate of the city.

Seeing that the scene was stable, the city guard monk heaved a sigh of relief and commanded the wrestler puppet to put out the fire and rearrange the road... huh?

Among the strange people he saw, the man in Tsing Yi still stood indifferently in the field, and beside him stood an eight-armed wrestler puppet.

——Xi Changtian's puppet, Erli.

Erli's top two arms are combined into a handle, supporting a huge translucent umbrella cover, covering Yu Qiu, Zhang Shiqi, and Xiaofeng Taxue under the umbrella. Fleeing, but not even one of the snow tiger's wing tips and tail hairs were burnt.

The city guard puppet sprayed water into the arena, and Xi Changtian didn't intend to hide, but just looked down at the damaged trumpet-shaped amplifying puppet that fell to the ground.

The well-mannered monk hurriedly shouted: "Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist, please step aside!"

Xi Changtian: "Oh."

As soon as he responded, the eight-armed wrestler puppet started to move. He picked up the amplified puppet casually, clicked twice, clicked twice, and passed it in front of the other party: "Here."

"Thank you, fellow daoist." The monk took the puppet, lamenting in his heart that it needed to be repaired, and was shocked after checking, "Can it still be used?"

"The sound is lower than before, after all, the outer shell is broken." Xi Changtian explained, "You use Wuling iron to refine it."

"Wuling iron? It's a bit soft."

"Wuling Iron and Qingyan Tears."

"Have you got this formula?"

"Yes, it is." Xi Changtian pointed to Erli, who stretched out an arm, "Look at the hardness."

"Puppet of Nascent Soul Stage?" The monk was startled.

"Don't care about the realm, look at the texture of Wuling Iron after Qingyanlei is processed..."

"oh oh……"

So at the gate of the city, monks gradually gathered around, forming two distinct places.