Chapter 472 Jinhua Cave Great Harvest 2

Clouds and clouds are comfortable, and the sky is full of light, and there are thousands of weather.

The city is beautiful, but it is empty and dead. Looking around, it only gives people a sense of illusion.

Perhaps because of An Bochen's presence, Li Xiaoguan and the other two gradually relaxed. Only An Bochen was puzzled every step he took. The closer he got to the depths of the city, the worse he felt. The city is like a quagmire, and he is getting deep into it step by step, which is the vigilance brought by countless hardships in the past.

Before he came, he was going to pick up a few practice secrets and go back. Now it seems that the immortals hidden in the city are like great enemies, and it is really difficult to do it.

"It's here."

The Raven Taoist stopped in front of a magnificent mansion, with a plaque hanging on the door, with the words "Supervision Department" written on it.

"I just don't know if there is anyone."

"Go in first." An Bochen said and knocked on the door.

The four of them waited for half a column of incense, and finally there were several bursts of empty-breaking sounds in the mansion. The crow Taoist secretly breathed a sigh of relief and slanted at An Bochen, showing gloating on his face.

When he was young, the door of the house opened, and six Taoist priests with flying swords on their backs stood at the door and looked at the four people of An Bochen doubtfully.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" The Taoist priest asked.

There are six people, which should be enough to take him down.

The crow's heart is secretly in his heart.

Although he could not see the cultivation of the six monks, he saw their fiery waist cards at a glance, which was the disciples of the Huangdao sect. The disciples of the Huangdao sect of the six supervision departments, even if they can't beat An Bochen, they can bring powerful rescuers.

The Raven Taoist was frightened all the way. Finally, he waited until this moment. For the sake of his ancestors and his life, he must announce the identity of this villain.

Taking a deep breath, the Raven Taoist ran to the six monks excitedly and shouted as he ran, "Brothers, I have something important to report!"

Maybe he was too nervous. The Raven Taoist tripped over the steps under his feet and fell to eat shit. The six monks looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

"Bochen!"

Li Xiaoguan's face changed sharply. He vaguely guessed what the Raven Taoist was going to do, and hurriedly looked at An Bochen.

An Bochen waved his hand with a smile, signaling Li Xiaoguan not to panic.

"What the hell is it? It's so rude!"

Seeing the crow Taoist open his mouth and screaming heartbreakingly, he shouted and pointed to An Bochen. The monk's face sank and asked.

The Raven Taoist shouted to his heart's content and wanted to tell the Taoist friend of the Huang Daozong, but gradually, the Raven Taoist found that he could not say a word except that he could scream. His throat seemed to be blocked by something, and the tip of his tongue was extremely heavy.

Looking at An Bochen who came forward with a smile, the Raven Taoist looked frightened. He wanted to hide behind the six monks, but he found that his body was suddenly as heavy. Trying to raise his head, the Raven Taoist was stunned to find that a three-foot-high yellow scarf was sitting on his back, which pressed him to death, but the six monks regarded him as air.

"What's going on? How can there be such a person in my blessed sect?

Another monk looked at the crow Taoist suspiciously, and then asked An Bochen.

"Some Taoist friends were frightened." An Bochen arched his hand and then pointed to the crow Taoist: "This is the crow Taoist, the patriarch of my sect. Today, I am practicing a strange skill. I accidentally went crazy, so I have a little lost my temper."

"So it is."

Although the leading monk was a little surprised, he still understood and said, "I have a lot of monks who go crazy every year, and it's nothing, but it's rare to go crazy like him who go crazy and scream like a crow. He is worthy of being a crow Taoist.

Feeling several contemptuous eyes, the crow Taoist even had a dead heart. In desperation, he screamed twice, which was really like a noisy crow.

"Then what are you doing here? Is it for him to ask for help? The monk pointed to the Raven Taoist and asked.

"It's not. There is a price for the work. He volunteered to do so, and we will not disturb you. An Bochen looked at the crow Taoist with a smile. Perhaps only the crow Taoist can understand the meaning of the words. Those are..."

"My nephew and Li are disciples of the Wangxin sect. This time we came back and went to the sect. I didn't expect the sect to decline. We are here to file. An Bochen sighed.

"It's normal for the ups and downs of the sect, but it's difficult to spread out to such a suzerain." A monk patted the Raven Taoist on the shoulder in a strange voice, which made the monk beside him laugh. The Raven Taoist was so ashamed that he just wanted to find a crack to get in.

Li Xiaoguan was also smiling heartlessly. Xiaobao's face was sad, and he was a little lucky. He stood beside Li Xiaoguan and was extremely entangled.

Only a glimmer of light flashed in An Bochen's eyes, and then moved away from the monk's hand patting the Raven Taoist. He looked at the leading monk and arched his hand and said, "If you are not busy, take us to record."

"To be honest, this is the Supervision Department and does not have the responsibility of filing. However, the volume division is not far away. Several Taoist friends come in first and wait. I'll invite the people of the volume division later.

The imperial monk said with a smile.

An Bochen was not polite. He arched his hand, then took back the yellow scarf wrestler, and walked into the Supervision Department with the little official Xiaobao and the dejected crow Taoist.

The door was closed behind. In the afterglow, An Bochen only saw two figures flashing by. Although he restrained his breath, he could not hide An Bochen's eyes.

Two six-fold immortals... What the hell are these immortals doing?

An Bochen shook his head secretly, knowing that this disaster could not be avoided.

But he is not worried at all. Although the city on the clouds is like a quagmire, how can he really fall into it?

In the face of the layout of several six-fold immortals, if An Bochen has any scruples, it will not have been in vain for him to cross the level before.

"Forget the Heart. A low-quality sect that is not vulgar is really God's help to me.

Outside the gate of the Supervision Department, where An Bochen was standing, an angry middle-aged man whispered with a gloomy face.

He is also a disciple of the Huangdao Sect, but his status is obviously higher than that of the previous six monks. He wears a golden Liuyun Feilin robe and a fiery red rune pattern printed on his eyebrows, but anyone who can engrave lines on the eyebrows is the upper level of the sect.

"Has Ling Feng thought of a countermeasure?"

The young woman standing side by side with him asked. She was wearing a plain white feather coat, and her eyebrows were also engraved with runes, half white and half black, like the flow of yin and yang, which was the mark of Tianyan Sect.

"Does Elder Mo not want to say it, or does he have to explain it?"

The immortal, known as Ling Fengzhu, smiled indifferently at the corners of his mouth: "Every time we let our Huangdao Sect be evil people, and you Tianyan Sect are happy to have a good reputation. But this time, you can't stay out of the matter. Why, will you also pay attention to the life and death of the four monks of the lower Pinzong?

"It's all about human life. In addition, although this forgetful sect is small, at least it is also a sect recorded in the sect file. Aren't you afraid that things will be exposed and anger the sects of the world? The woman said faintly.

"Hahaha, the sect of the world? Don't pretend here. There are only two sects in the world, one is my Huangdao Sect, and the other is your Tianyan Sect. Now the six major sects also want to get involved. If you don't say it, I won't say it. If they don't say it, who will know? Who cares about the next grade?

Master Ling Feng laughed.

"Even if you destroy this Wangxin Sect and get the magic weapon, there is only one magic weapon. How to divide it? Everyone wants it, but in the end, it will still be as deadlocked as it is now. Elder Mo said quietly.

Looking at Elder Mo meaningfully, Master Ling Feng suddenly laughed: "Then let's join hands first, how about it?"

"Good." Elder Mo said without thinking.

"Well, I know the idea you hit. Then first join hands to expel the six sects, divide their magic weapons trapped here equally, and then rely on their own means.

"It's a deal."