Chapter 87 Fishing
"Yes, it is indeed him." Gu Qingyuan nodded.

Xi Jing thought for a while: "I do have some impression. His character is OK and his performance is good, but... not very magical?"

"No, from what I have observed, Jiang Feng is hiding a big secret." Gu Qingyuan actually had some doubts about Jiang Feng's identity. Identity can be disguised and memories can be fabricated out of thin air. It is hard to say which Zifu's casual move this Jiang Feng was.

After all, the mystery of Jiang Feng's rebirth is obscure and his memories are messy. If there is a Purple Mansion that fabricates some memory fragments and leaves some words, it is also possible to create a false reborn personality. However, it is easy to change the memory, but it is difficult to create the calamity.

After telling the story in this way and that way, Xi Jing pointed his finger at the corner of the table and said in rhythm:

"According to what you said, this person must be suffering from a calamity and will not live long. But now everything seems normal. Well, I will send someone to test it out."

Gu Qingyuan nodded slightly: "Don't go too far, and don't have any bad intentions, otherwise something unbearable might happen."

Jiang Feng was like a huge bomb. Anyone who came into contact with him would be blown to pieces. According to Gu Qingyuan's observation, anyone who harbored ill will towards him would be afflicted with calamity and meet a bad end.

The two discussed it again, and then Xijing sent Gu Qingyuan out the door with gifts.

Only after walking a long way did Gu Qingyuan let out a long sigh.

The magic power in the body is connected to a page of a golden book, and the golden book emits an aura that cleanses the whole body, washes away external evil, and keeps the mind clear.

The purification of souls with this golden book cannot be stopped from today on.

Gu Qingyuan thought to himself that the magical power of Zifu was unpredictable, and the minds of the cultivators were deep. There were many people who looked like immortals on the outside but had devilish thoughts on the inside. It was possible that Xi Jing was just paralyzing himself, waiting for an opportunity to fall into his calculations, and then looking for an opportunity to set up an illusion or magical power to lure me into the game and reveal all the secrets.

As the saying goes, one should always be on guard against others. Although Gu Qingyuan felt that Xi Jing should be an open-minded gentleman, he did not dare to relax. With the golden book to cleanse his soul and resist external evil, he could at least avoid being deceived unknowingly.

He flipped his hand, revealing a white jade token. Xi Jing said it was an entry token to the outer treasury of the Dao Temple, allowing him to take some treasures and magic arrays to be used for promotion and to protect the Dao.

Gu Qingyuan had already made up his mind not to ask for the protection of Master Xisheng. He was at his weakest when he was promoted, and he showed his magical powers clearly during the journey, revealing his true identity.

Therefore, he needs to take more treasures to protect himself. It is not considered as a gift, but a loan from Gu Qingyuan. After the promotion, the original items will be returned. If there is any damage, the difference will be compensated.

He dragged Sande, who had been waiting for a long time, and holding a sign in his hand, as if he had received an order from the emperor himself, and went towards the inner treasure house.

When Gu Qingyuan came out again, he looked completely different. He was wearing soft armor lined with gold thread, a long robe of spiritual light outside the soft armor, and another precious armor outside the robe. He had seven or eight formation plates in his arms.

There are stealth formations that can conceal one's breath, dragon-imprisoning formations that can trap enemies, small eight-array formations that can defend against enemies, and soul-nourishing scrolls that can inhale and exhale spiritual energy to restore magic power.

For a moment, jewels and gems, and rays of light turned Gu Qingyuan into a little golden man, attracting the attention of the people around him with some laughter.

Gu Qingyuan didn't care. What was this? It was fate!

It is a life-saving method made of real gold and silver. What does the outer robe and armor mean? Gu Qingyuan would rather give up his face and stay alive.

He no longer even paid attention to the third level, and forgot about the secret of the protagonist Jiang Feng, and focused on refining the magic weapon in his hand.

Gu Qingyuan didn't pay attention to it, but someone was always paying attention. Sande would tell Gu Qingyuan some interesting stories whenever he had time.

Jiang Feng defeated the five people from the Xumi Illusion with the help of a long sword.

Jiang Feng got into a fight with someone because of Jiang Xun'er, and both of them were injured.

Jiang Feng offended Fang Jingyu of the Xiaju Sect. Fang Jingyu bullied the weak but was stopped by Yikun Dao Zifu of the Dadao Temple.

Jiang Feng became Zifu's disciple and reiterated his three-year agreement with Fang Jingyu, shouting, "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, don't look down on the young and poor."

Sande kept talking about all kinds of news like this.

Just when Gu Qingyuan was concentrating on refining treasures, a storm suddenly arose in the Daoguan. Xi Jing sat calmly in the main seat, accompanied by Jing He, and Fang Jingyu stood and waited.

"When will Brother Jinghe take action?" Xijing asked.

Jinghe turned the teacup in his hand and said, "Tomorrow is the day for all the disciples of your sect to pay homage to the Grand Master Hall at Guandao Mountain, but I can't wait."

Jing He glanced at Fang Jingyu and said, "It will be tonight. I will take action to capture the fisherman. Sect Master Xijing needs to appease the disciples."

"Why don't you wait for some time? The fight in my Dadao Temple will inevitably affect the flowers and plants in the mountains under the magical power of Zifu." Xi Jing frowned slightly.

Jing He sighed, "I came here alone without anyone to help me. If I wait until the fisherman leaves the jurisdiction of the Daoguan, I will be careless and get away, which will cause a lot of trouble. With the Daoguan Zifu by my side, I think the fisherman will not dare to attack and will be eager to get away. I can also be more confident."

Seeing Xi Jing still frowning, he gritted his teeth and said, "I am willing to give you another spiritual object. I don't ask my fellow Taoists to help me. I just want to scare him. Then I will lead him out of the Dao Sect and ensure that not a single blade of grass or tree in the sect will be harmed."

"Brother Jinghe, what are you saying? You're welcome. You're welcome." Xijing then smiled.

It's night, the moon and stars are sparse.

boom--

The place where Li Zhuang lived collapsed with a loud noise, and a man jumped out.

The round cheeks and fat face no longer had the simple and honest look of the past, and the young man uttered an old voice: "Jinghe, you bully me too much!"

Jinghe held high the long-handled eight-sided Han sword, without saying a word, and waved his sleeves. Several wind dragons flew out and bound Li Zhuang's body. With a flash of sword light, he went straight for his head.

Veins bulged on Li Zhuang's face, and there seemed to be countless small insects crawling under his skin, making him look hideous and terrifying for a moment.

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Seeing the sword flying towards him, Li Zhuang retched and vomited out a water worm. His eyes rolled back and he passed out.

The water insect fell to the ground and turned into an old man holding a half-broken green bamboo pole, who was the fisherman.

The fisherman wanted to shout more than a dozen auras rose from the surrounding mountains and pressed down on him. He felt as if he fell into an ice cave and was in a prison.

He swallowed the words that were yet to come out of his mouth, and rushed into the distance with a green light.

Jinghe bowed to Xijing who was watching the fight on the side, and chased after him.

Xi Jing didn't move, but opened his mouth slightly and exhaled. The breath acted like a sword, shattering the sword light that was attacking Li Zhuang.

In an instant, everything was calm, and even the disciples who were awakened were looking around without any panic.

"Jinghe had a fight with the fisherman and destroyed a house and some spiritual herbs and trees. When Jinghe comes back, give him the bill. If he dies... give the list to Fang Jingyu and let him take it back to Xiaju Sect." Xijing turned his head and looked at Fang Jingyu who was surrounded by Xiaju Sect.

Fang Jingyu bowed his head, then stood up. It was unknown what he was thinking about, and he said nothing.

"Yes, Sect Master." The accompanying disciples took out paper and pen and wrote down everything.

Xijing stood up, waved his sleeves, and left with his hands behind his back.

"Tonight, everything is peaceful."

　Thanks to the book friend 20180222165232895 for the reward. Thank you, brother. I am very happy.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)