Duan De quickly suppressed the snail and pinned the demon behind him. It only took two breaths for him to cripple one person with one powerful blow and seriously injure another.

After pulling the two people with both hands, they discovered that the three of them, oh, what's wrong, it should be that a huge red and black Tai Chi figure appeared at the feet of the four of them. The color was not bright, and the two of them who were eager to confront each other didn't even notice it!

He grabbed their necks with both hands, raised his legs and kicked away the fallen zither, and then swung the snail like a weapon.

"Pfft~~"

The snail was pierced by a white light, Duan De's fierce eyes flashed, and the red and black beams of his eyes rushed straight towards the path. Li Siyi over there failed to make a sneak attack, and he was thinking angrily that the two idiots were so close to each other due to their carelessness.

life and death!

Unexpectedly, the wild man captured the two of them in an instant, and his Taoist treasure actually penetrated the snail's body! He was so panicked that he couldn't restrain himself in time to prevent the mysterious light from shooting into his eyes. He only had time to say "ah" and fell straight into the void.

How could Duan De just give up? He teleported like a snail and quickly kicked Li Siyi, who was falling upside down, into a phantom and fell into a cliff below.

The only one who was still awake, Mo Fansu's Qi sea, was violently fluctuating, and he was obviously planning to self-destruct. Duan De grinned and pulled Mo Fansu closer.

"Want to blow yourself up? In my hands? Do you look down on Mr. Duan too much?"

Duan De made a move with his knees, and hit Mo Fanshen in the middle of the abdomen. The air sea was suddenly penetrated, and the walls of the air sea were densely cracked in an instant. Mo Fanshu's mouth and nose had turned into blurred blood.

His cold eyes allowed Duande to destroy his Dantian, but he did not waver in the slightest.

"Look at me? I like that look!"

Letting go of Mo Fansu, he instantly hit his head with the fainting snail with his right hand. Mo Fansu immediately followed in the footsteps of Li Siyi. Duan De did not hesitate to teleport across the body to catch up with him and added a whip kick, almost kicking the kid.

Cut into two pieces.

The snail on the right hand has turned into a rag bag, and there is no human shape. Although the battle here is short, it is close to Spring and Autumn City. As soon as the battle starts, a powerful person will be discovered.

At this time, Shiqin was able to stand firm in the air. Duan De kicked her in the buttocks, causing tears to flow from her eyes. Although this kick released the restraint on her body, wasn't this kick too heavy?

Hissing at the air-conditioner, she turned around and looked at the obviously asymmetrical buttocks. Shiqin was pulled out of it. This time she went out and suffered all the pain she had suffered in her whole life! Don't be too aggrieved.

"Bold maniac! Kill my Confucian monks at the edge of our Spring and Autumn City! If you don't let them go, you'll be captured!"

The overwhelming pressure was suppressed, and Duan De was still angry. He stared sideways at the appearance of the three old men in Confucian robes, and said with disdain.

"Which bastard saw me, Duan De, murder someone?"

As for coercion? Duan De doesn't remember what impact this thing has on him for the time being. Is he afraid that he will get angry and kill him? Don't worry, this place should be safer than Tiande Sect.

"You idiot! Looking for death!"

The old man in the middle was furious! Two beams of dazzling white light and black and red mysterious light collided with each other in his eyes, crushing them with force, but it was useless. Duan De groaned, floated back a hundred feet, and stared at the three Confucians teasingly.

A master with a high robe and crown.

"Come on, you come again, this is what the Confucian cultivators of the Mahayana period can do? I still think that they are all like seasoned Taoists, who can brush people's heads with a red drill like cutting leeks?"

"Master Qin, Master Chess, Master Wang, Brother Duan is here to save me, grandpa! If you don't come out, I will be tied to bed by that fox! Woo~~~"

Shiqin's interruption made Fuzi Qin, who wanted to teach Duan De a lesson, very angry. Shiqin was actually his proud disciple. How could he hide it from them if the little guy was doing something right under his nose?

"Hmph! That bastard from the old Taoist Chi Lian! Let him go!"

Qin Fuzi was secretly shocked. Qin Xuan's Heavenly Eye was broken, and the destructive conception of destroying the Tao and breaking the heart actually rushed into his own sea of ​​consciousness! Such a domineering Heavenly Eye? What kind of Tao is this? Why does it look like Tao-Yanjin?

"Little friend Duan, I hope you will be able to let go of this incompetent disciple of our academy and treat him with more care in the future. But my granddaughter who was saved by fellow Taoist Duan now wants to be treated well. Shiqin brings him to Julu Yage."

At this time, Duan De casually threw the almost dead snail in his hand to Fuzi Qin. Shiqin apologized and led Duan De ahead. Duan De glanced at the two pairs of obscure eyes in the crowd watching the battle in the distance.

A fat man with a well-built figure stared at Duan De with a smile, and nodded as if to say hello, his small lips curved in an intriguing way.

The other one had an expressionless face and stared at him indifferently. The story in his eyes made Duan De feel nervous. These two things are difficult to deal with!

"That fat guy is Fat Fox, Zhong Yanfei, the one with the stinky face is called Zhencheng, and they are called Zongzi. They were the three of you who beat them together. Those two are more powerful than the three of them! Brother Duan, you have to be careful."

Duan De turned his head and glanced at Shiqin's buttocks. During the fight, he didn't show mercy to his wife, not to mention his brother's wife, even his own mother-in-law was still ruthless. It seemed like nothing was wrong?

Shiqin obviously noticed someone's unscrupulous gaze, her pretty face turned red and she spat secretly, turned away and led the way calmly, while Duan De was behind, stroking his chin and just laughing.

"Turn your elbows outward! I'll settle the score with you later! Humph!"

Qin Fuzi's angry voice shook their eardrums, but they were nowhere to be seen. Duan De lamented in his heart, when did this happen? In the Jindan period, he was distracted and his eyes went black, and now he bumped into the Mahayana period.

Still so.

What happens next? There are still bottomless rivers here, and they are still imprisoned. I can’t imagine it! It’s incomparable! I’ve died a hundred times! Every mountain is higher, and you can see all the mountains at the top.

Xiao Yuan was just sleepwalking wherever he was.

The layout of Spring and Autumn City seems to be more like those ancient cities in movies. Even Confucian cultivators are just like mortals mixing in the crowd. The city that never sleeps is too ordinary in the world of cultivators.

It's just that the style of each place is different. The city below is full of poetry, the scenery is different in three steps, and there is elegance and poetry everywhere.

The spring water leaves behind people in the boat, the drunken moon sings on the street, the green tiles and white walls move with eaves, people and still life move around, this is a poetic hometown.

Julu Accord

Duan De stared at this so-called "pavilion" with a dark face. It was such a big pavilion. At a glance, there were many mountains. He could see that the main material was made of pure Wen Dao wood. Wen Dao wood was a medium-grade wood with excellent attributes.

Among them, the window frame hanging legs and hooked eaves pendants are all made of precious wood. Picking any thing at random can be turned into a Taoist treasure in his hands. Poverty has limited Duan De's thinking. The Yanhuang series? It's just a piece of wool!

This complex of buildings, which is no less than a few thousand meters high, is full of scenery, and in a blink of an eye, it is full of charm. When you raise your head and lower your head, you can see a golden light of ingots. Looking around, you can see the fragrance of sparkling spiritual stones.

This is an upstart who has been popular for tens of thousands of years!

In the corridor of the bamboo forest on the bitter wall, I listened to the new tea made by Yage, sang festival songs with bare chests and bare feet, and asked with a smile whether the wind can leak in the humble house?

Duan De raised his hand with dull eyes and touched the crisp bitter wall bamboo. The bamboo joints are three inches long and as thick as a thumb. The leaves are slender and show a phantom of light. They contain all kinds of human beings and the principles of the world. One century is one section long.

New bamboo shoots appear in the tenth century, and there are no less than forty or fifty in this bush!

"Fisherman! Are you plastic?"

The desk is several feet high. Opposite it is a middle-aged man with a bold appearance. The tea is for Duan De. He only has a crisp knotted gourd in his hand.

The aroma of wine lingers in this semi-open-air giant deer pavilion. If I hadn't seen these luxurious things, I would have been asking for a few sips.

At this time, his mouth was dry and he heard that the tea cup was not small enough for Duan De to drink in one gulp. Duan De popped three dark green tea leaves into his mouth and swallowed them all. It was a waste of resources to give him this thing.

Wenwen tea is the kind of Taoist tree whose leaves are used to build houses outside, but they help monks realize the Tao. Those who make tea cannot build houses. It is the same thing, but it is very particular.

Those who build houses can only be said to be defective. Trees that are tens of thousands of years old are like that. If the Wendao tree that is tens of thousands of years old is no more than three feet tall and the stem is no more than five fingers, then only such Wendao wood can be used to make tea.

As for the ancient tea tree of Enlightenment, one of the legendary Chaos Immortal Roots, in fact, it will be this thing for future generations.

The fisherman stared at Duan Manzi chewing peonies with a bright smile. After drinking the tea, he fixed his eyes on the gourd in his hand. How could he not know that this fool would rather drink the worst drink than have any interest in so-called treasures?

Half interested?

"Young Duan has a sweet temperament. I am just being smart. My friend said that Kubi bamboo is plastic? What is plastic? This Kubi bamboo bush is a Confucian thing from before the Great Tribulation and was handed down from the hands of the sage Laozi."

Duan De took the gourd handed over by the fisherman and drank three cups of tea from the cup before talking about anything else.

"Plastic means fake. Is it possible that no one has an idea for this thing? With a little refinement, it can be called a fairy weapon."

The fisherman did not blow on the gourd anymore, but also got a tea cup and drank with Duan De. His face and dress could not tell that he was a man who had read poetry and books, but he looked more like a farmer in the countryside.

His expression is not unpredictable, his eyes are not deep and obscure, and he has returned to his original nature and turned into an ordinary person. Duan De really admires this. Unlike himself, who flaunts his humanity, but actually tramples on it.

"Yes, how could it not be there? It's just that this thing does not belong to our Spring and Autumn Academy. Even if it is not here and grows up somewhere in the cultivator world to cause trouble, no one can touch it."

Duan De suddenly understood, no wonder, the ready-made immortal materials were opened as bonsai, it turned out that they were not afraid of thieves.

"Master, do you have any instructions for summoning me? I am in a hurry and want to use your sect's teleportation array to go back. I wonder if I can sell it for a penny?"

The fisherman stared at Duan De's abstract face in astonishment, but he didn't realize that this guy was not embarrassed at all. His face was as thick as a city wall.

It seems that people who come to Confucianism are even more casual than those in Tiande. It’s okay to beat my disciples. Those boys have their thoughts on my wife and granddaughter. No matter what they do this time, I can’t let them get away with it.

"How could everything be okay? The man named Beichen Shu was flirting with my granddaughter. This time he followed my son into Snake Eyes' lair. Yesterday, he sent back a message saying that he could not escape from the trapped world. I have a little understanding of your ability.

I need you to help me."
Chapter completed!