I Can’t Be a Sword God

Zhan Liuming quickly returned to the Xuling county government office, and took Ma Liang and Mo Xianzhu to the prison. Since the closure of the city, the county government has been taken over by Chaotianque, and the prison has also been guarded by Chaotianque.

All of Ma Liang's experiences will be interrogated in detail.

Then, he briefly wrote down everything he had just learned in the letter. The letter paper was rolled up and put into a small golden tube.

Walking into the courtyard and whistle, a smaller night owl flew over and landed on his shoulder.

Tie the golden tube to Ye Xiao's leg, and let him send the letter to Fucheng.

After doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking of the life-and-death crisis just now, he glanced in the direction of the courtyard where Ma Liang lived.

This glance made his pair of pitch-black pupils suddenly constrict!

I saw that the blue clouds in the mid-air were bleak, and a huge star was crumbling in the sky, almost breaking.

What a big death star!

Can you see it halfway across the city?

This is a scene that no one else can see, and even he who lives according to the Seven Stars usually just feels it in his heart, so he won't see such a clear picture.

Because the cultivation base of the dead is not enough.

The higher the cultivation base, the brighter the star of life, and the greater the omen of death.

He once saw the death omen of a strong man in the Vientiane Realm. There were stars hidden and dust swirling around, as if the sky was about to fall.

But compared with the scene in front of me, it is nothing compared to the big witch.

Shouldn't it be, there...

Is it that the power in the decline state is about to fall? !

This is too appalling.

Everyone in the world knows that once a cultivator reaches the state of "cutting down", it is very difficult to die because of "humanity".

Almost only "the sky" can kill them.

But judging by the intensity of this death omen, it is clearly not normal aging, it is definitely going to die for no reason!

Compared to a power that is about to fall, what is really frightening is...

The existence that can cause the Almighty to fall must also be in this small town.

I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.

...

Taoist Sang looked at Li Chu with bad eyes.

Li Chu looked at Taoist Sang with some hesitation.

Because the black-faced Taoist didn't bother to hide his hostility at all, but Li Chu didn't quite know where he had enmity with him...

Just because of the shirt?

Then this temper is too great.

Even with the same clothes on, he's a hundred...well, a thousand times uglier.

You can't hate yourself, right?

He just scanned with his mind, and saw that although the black-faced Taoist priest had a restrained aura, he was as motionless as a mountain, like a master of unknown realm.

Obviously not everywhere in small counties.

Such a person does not know friends and foes, and does not know the depth...

How about trying to chop a sword first?

This was his first thought.

After all, there is a saying in Taoism, the first to strike is the strong, and the last to suffer.

But……

This is, after all, a legal society.

Next to him was a civil servant.

He glanced at Chen Huaji. Although this guy looks cowardly, he is proficient in countless escape methods, and it is not that simple to kill someone.

It's hard to clean up from beginning to end.

certainly.

The most important thing is that indiscriminate killing is definitely not something he can do.

But the other party's hostile gaze made him a little uncomfortable.

After thinking about it, Li Chu decided.

It's better to ask the other party in a peaceful and friendly tone first, why is he looking at him like this, and then decide on the next action.

So he walked three zhang away from Taoist Sang.

A limit distance that allows both parties to maintain a sense of security.

Li Chu took the initiative and asked a friendly question.

"What are you looking at?"

The black-faced Taoist sized up Li Chu for a while, and then sneered when he heard his "friendly" question.

"You killed Grandma Liu?" He asked bluntly.

"Grandma Liu?"

A series of entries flashed through Li Chu's mind, including Grand View Garden, Jia Baoyu, the first test of cloud and rain.

"A thousand-year-old willow demon who cultivated in Hangzhou Mansion." Taoist Sang patiently explained.

"So..." Li Chu nodded, "I did kill a willow tree demon a few days ago."

So it turns out that the other party came to find me because of this matter?

Taoist Sang asked again: "Why did you kill her?"

Li Chudao: "She sucked people's yang energy in Lanluo Temple and killed many innocent passers-by, so I beheaded her."

"Impossible." Taoist Sang frowned, a little disbelieving, "Although she acted deviantly, she would not do such a thing against the laws of nature."

Li Chu didn't say much, and looked at the other party quietly.

Sang Daoren's eyes fluctuated.

He once practiced the supernatural power of innocence in Taoism. Whenever someone uttered a word, he could immediately distinguish whether the word came from the heart and whether it was true or not.

Impossible...

He actually knew it too.

Li Chu thought in his heart that this black-faced Taoist priest should have some connections with Grandma Liu.

Maybe it's a monster too.

I just don't know what the other party wants to do.

Perhaps it is better to try with a sword first?

After a while, Taoist Sang looked at Li Chu, and said in a deep voice, "If she really did such a thing, you wouldn't be wrong if you killed her..."

Li Chu nodded.

It seems that the other party is quite reasonable.

...

Zhan Liuming observed carefully for a long time.

He intends to go forward to check it out, but he hesitates a little.

The terrifying existence that can cause the power of Zhan Failing to fall, if I pass by, the aftermath may be enough to kill myself.

Taking the initiative to approach, there is some suspicion of suicide.

But looking at it, the star slowly retracted into the sky. The bleak blue clouds around him also gradually dissipated, showing a tendency to recover.

This means that the omen of death is being resolved.

This kind of phenomenon is not uncommon. The omen of death is just a good or bad omen, not a hell king post or a reminder.

No matter how big the omen is, there is a way to untie it.

In the ever-changing juncture of life and death, maybe a single thought of a person can make the omen of death come true on the spot, and it is also possible to find a glimmer of life for oneself.

Because of this, Seven Stars was able to rank among the Immortal Physiques according to their fate.

Possessing a pair of eyes that can see through the ominous omens of the world, it is not an exaggeration to say that this ability is against the sky.

Perhaps only he knows that there is a great power in the world who has just experienced a near-death crisis.

...

"but……"

Taoist Sang frowned, and said: "I will go and investigate carefully. If I find out that she has been practicing steadily, it is you who created the killing karma for no reason... Then I will never forgive you."

Li Chu has a clear conscience and is naturally not afraid.

He smiled, ignored it, and walked towards the courtyard with Chen Huaji.

The results of the Yamen's investigation must be given priority to Zhan Liu's name, and by the time it reached Chen Huaji's ears, it was already much too late.

So they came here a lot late.

Taoist Sang was about to leave, when he suddenly saw that they were about to enter the courtyard, he said again, "You don't need to go in."

"Huh?" The two looked back at him.

"You are late, the people inside were taken away by a young man riding a big bird. As for the treasure they are fighting for, it is in my hands." Sang Daoren said.

"You mean the magic brush?" Chen Huaji asked.

"Do you call it a magic pen? That's right."

Sang Daoren took out the bald-looking writing brush from his sleeve, and played with it for a while, without any shyness, full of confidence.

Watching that magical pen that was written in the legend come true...

Li Chu's pupils shrank.

...

Zhan Liuming looked at the omen of death that was about to come to an end, and was about to leave.

suddenly.

There seemed to be the sound of wind, thunder, tremors and rumbles in his ears.

The star tilted towards the cloud again, rolled down slowly, and the blue cloud reunited, almost pale in color!

The omen of death is coming again!

Zhan Yuming frowned again.

again?

This mighty...why does he repeatedly jump around on the verge of death?

...

Taoist Sang watched Li Chu's eyes change, and smiled slightly, "Do you want to snatch it? It's useless."

He said frankly: "This pen is a fairy tool, and it cannot be controlled by human beings. Maybe it can only be used a few times when it reaches the realm of a land fairy."

"Ordinary people use it, and it will only consume their own vitality and life. People with greed in their hearts will turn into rotten soil in a short time. If it falls into the hands of people with bad intentions and uses it elsewhere, the consequences will be even worse. It is unimaginable, so I will never allow it to be passed on to the world."

Li Chu asked: "Then how do you deal with it?"

Sang Dao said humanely: "Return to the original owner."

"Do you know who its owner is?"

"Of course, its owner was a senior friend of mine back then." Taoist Sang said with emotion, "It's a pity that he couldn't find the fate of immortality, and died in the south of the Yangtze River. This magic brush should have been in his tomb."

Listening to what he said, Li Chu didn't seem to be fake.

He pondered for a moment, then said: "Then let you go."

Taoist Sang sneered, "Otherwise, are you planning to stop me?"

Li Chu didn't answer.

He was indeed thinking about the feasibility of slashing the opponent first countless times in his mind.

But I feel that it is not necessary.

"Interesting." Taoist Sang turned around and said, "Remember, I may come to you at any time."

Immediately, he took a step and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

...

boom--

The blue clouds in mid-air finally dissipated.

The huge star also disappeared into the sky and stopped falling.

The omen of death vanished.

Zhan Liuming breathed a sigh of relief.

An incident that had nothing to do with him was done up and down by this star...

Still a little nervous.

...

outside the city.

Huo Zhuge and Vajra Nu were chatting under a big tree.

Suddenly, with one step, Taoist Sang's black face appeared out of thin air.

The two immediately turned serious and got up to greet each other.

"Master Sang." Huo Zhuge saluted respectfully.

Sang Daoren looked at him expressionlessly, "I knew you were a member of the Demon Sect, and your intentions were not right. You may have another purpose for instigating me to kill that little Taoist priest."

Huo Zhuge was stunned: "What does the Taoist priest mean by this?"

"You didn't tell me before that Liu'er used to take yang energy from living people to cultivate. The little Taoist beheaded him, which is the right way. If I did it indiscriminately, wouldn't it be wrong to kill a good person?"

Taoist Sang speaks calmly, without anger.

But some cold sweat broke out on Huo Zhuge's forehead.

He seemed to want to explain, "This..."

But after only saying one word, he remembered Sang Taoist's magical powers again, so he just kept silent.

"Hmph." Taoist Sang sneered, and said, "I'll find out what happened. It's your wishful thinking to use me. If it's not for your grandma's sake, I will definitely punish you. Hope you do well."

After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves, took a step forward, and disappeared into the boundless sky.

Next to him, Vajra Slave scratched his head and said, "This old friend... seems unreliable?"

"Yes." Huo Zhuge also muttered, looked back at Xuling County, and said, "It's a pity... that he escaped."