One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 211 211: Chase
Xiao Hefei has been working in the Joint Patrol Department for ten years.

When he joined the Joint Patrol Bureau, he was recommended by Zheng, because the Joint Patrol Bureau did not recruit outsiders, or people with unknown backgrounds. In order to avoid the trouble of identifying other people's backgrounds, they simply did not recruit.

Many markets have such rules when recruiting patrol personnel. This is because recruiting people of unknown origin may result in recruiting robber cultivators. Even if they are not robber cultivators, they may be taken advantage of by cultivators who specialize in robbery.

Of course, this is not completely avoidable, but the risk will be greatly reduced.

Xiao Hefei once practiced in Tiandu Mountain, but he was born as a casual cultivator. After building his foundation, he entered the upper courtyard. He practiced in the upper courtyard for five years before going down the mountain. Then he came to Luodu and became a patrolman here.

During these ten years, he was promoted to a higher position, but since he was not from this place, it was already good enough for him to be able to get the job.

What Xiao Hefei likes is the tranquility here. Of course, another reason is that the Zheng family has been kind to him. It was the Zheng family who strongly guided him to go to Tiandu Mountain back then.

Over the years, he had an ambiguous relationship with a young lady from a branch of the Zheng family.

He just came out of Zheng's house. Old Master Zheng said something to him today, which made him feel very good. The old master said that he would find an opportunity for him to marry Xiaoyi, which made him very happy.

He knew that compared with those talented people in Tiandu Mountain, he was only average. Even with the help of the Zheng family, he could only enter the upper house. As for taking the next step and becoming a true disciple of Tiandu Mountain, he could not even catch a glimpse.

Soon, it was the second half of the night and he woke up from his meditation.

Under normal circumstances, patrolmen do not need foundation-building monks to patrol.

However, a foundation-building cultivator was required to be on duty, and this task fell on him.

Xiao Hefei walked out of the Joint Patrol Office's house and prepared to go to Fangshi Street to take a look.

He was walking alone on the street and couldn't help but think of the person he had killed that day. He was not very worried that someone would take revenge on him because few people knew that he had killed the governor.

Because he was ordered by the old man of the Zheng family to kill people, he didn't know who else would know about it except the old man Zheng. Maybe there would be one or two people in the Zheng family.

He had no psychological burden at all about killing the governor.

Although he never returned to Tiandu Mountain after leaving it, he had practiced there for five years and had many feelings for it.

Even though Tiandu Mountain seemed to be in the midst of wind and rain, he believed that Tiandu Mountain could be survived. After all, there were Divine Transformation cultivators and Infant Transformation cultivators in Tiandu Mountain. Even though a Jindan cultivator had died outside, he did not think that Tiandu Mountain would collapse because of it.

It was a dark night, and he was walking on the snow with a lantern.

Because it snowed the day before yesterday and had not melted yet, the light from his lantern shone far away on the snow. Suddenly, he saw a person standing at the end of the street in front of him. He did not perceive this person, but saw him.

He felt that with his current level of cultivation, his spiritual perception would always be more reliable than his eyes. However, when looking at the world with eyes, it is easy to be confused and obstructed.

But now he saw that person standing there, but his spiritual sense was empty.

He became alert and gradually approached. It was a Taoist priest with a long sword hanging from his waist and wearing a Taoist hat, standing in the street.

As he got closer, he sensed murderous intent and stopped.

At this moment, a cold air rushed from the side. He turned his head and saw only darkness, but in the darkness there was something like a thousand strands of black hair. The eerie chill made him feel chilled, and the lantern in his hand went out instantly.

The surroundings were dark, and the darkness instantly enveloped him, and he turned and left.

At the same time, he opened his mouth and yelled. He did not shout for help or anything like that, as he felt it was a bit embarrassing to shout like that, so he just let out an angry roar. In his opinion, the effect would be the same, and the whole market would be able to hear it.

However, he did not hear his own loud voice. His voice seemed to be muffled in water and dissipated by the void. Then, he felt an invisible confinement.

He was shocked and panicked. He reached into the treasure bag and found a white flag in his hand.

Written on the white banner were the two-character incantation "imperial decree".

As the white flag appeared, it fluttered in the wind, and the light of the law surged. Xiao Hefei stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead, while chanting: "Imperial Order: Void Death."

His decree was very clever. It was not intended to fight against other people's magic, because he knew very well that there were already two people on the other side and he needed to get away as quickly as possible.

This decree was to make the other party lose his target. He wanted to make himself disappear from the other party's spiritual perception.

He gained this decree from the fortune-telling method of Xiao Liuren.

Of course, this decree can also be used on enemies to make their luck worse or even kill them directly.

Before, he killed the governor by setting up an altar with the "imperial decree" banner and cursing the other party.

His body suddenly seemed to lose its force under the spell and became empty, like a dead person, and quickly broke free from the confinement.

The whole person stepped on the nine squares in the darkness. This was his Nine Palaces Escape Technique. As long as he stepped into the empty space and then stepped into the middle position, he could escape from here. Just when he was about to step on the square that could allow him to escape, a voice sounded in the darkness: "The disciples of Tiandu Mountain really have some skills."

Along with the sound, there was the sound of a sword being unsheathed. He saw a white light slashing towards him from the corner of his eye. If it was just one person, he would still want to fight with him about life and death. No one wants to give up in the face of life and death.

But he didn't know how many more people were in the darkness.

In desperation, his steps of stepping on the nine-square grid were interrupted. He stretched out his hand and a piece of tortoise shell in his arms flew up and turned into a semicircular shield, blocking the way of the sword light.

With just one strike of the sword, Xiao Hefei knew that this man's magic power was not inferior to his own. His body flew back a few steps.

At this moment, the feeling of being imprisoned and bound in the darkness appeared again, and the magical power of "emptiness" that enveloped him had been dispersed.

He knew that he had lost the best chance to escape, and at the same time he thought of the fact that he had killed the governor, and it must be the other party's people who came to avenge him, but how could they find out that he was the one who killed him?
These thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and he heard a chuckle again: "Goodbye."

Just as the voice fell, a red light appeared in the darkness.

This ray of light came out from the alley on the other side, a little light flickered and pierced Xiao Hefei's surroundings, as if opening a door of light for him, and a hole appeared in the confinement on his body.

At the same time, he saw flames burning in the darkness, spreading and burning the darkness. The darkness was like hair, flying and twisting.

He wanted to escape, but he saw the sword in the Taoist's hand dancing, trying to crush the flames falling towards him. However, the flames were burning around his body. At this moment, the void was like a flammable substance.

He looked towards the alley, trying to see who was saving him, but he couldn't see clearly under the light of the fire. He saw a dark figure rushing towards the person saving him in the alley. He shouted, "Be careful."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the man in the alley waving his hand, as if waving his sleeves to create a wave of fire, heading towards the black shadow that swooped down from the sky.

The black shadow seemed to be hit by a wave, and the momentum of his swift rush was lifted up, and the whole person flew backwards.

"Burn!" Faintly, there seemed to be the sound of a spell.

A strong flame surged out of the black shadow's body, the flame sticking to his body and burning him, and he crashed directly into the wall of the alley.

Then, he saw a flash of light and a bright fire in front of him. He vaguely saw someone walking in the fire, but then quickly disappeared. He only saw a little fire chasing in one direction and moving quickly away.

The eerie darkness receded like a tide.

He felt confused, relieved and grateful.

When I looked at the black shadow again, it turned out to be a big man, but now his whole body was burnt into charcoal.

On the other side, Taoist Qingxi felt as if his internal organs were burning with anger.

The burning sensation seemed to burn out of his internal organs, and he tried hard to suppress it with his magic power.

There was a question in his mind, who is this person?
Could it be that the people from Tiandu Mountain are waiting for me here? He was filled with panic, and his original confidence was gone.

He had a protective jade on him. He reached into the treasure bag, grabbed a handful of talismans and waved them backwards. More than ten rays of light flew past, but he did not see a big hand suddenly appear in the firelight and grabbed all the talisman lights into it.

The fire flashed again and was already behind him.

"Wait a moment."

He wanted to beg for mercy, but he only felt a burning sensation that ignited the fire in his body, which he could no longer suppress and burst out.

He tried hard to look back and see who it was, but when he turned around, he only saw a bright fire, and his consciousness quickly faded into darkness.

Zhao Fuyun reached out and took off his treasure bag, the protective jade and the sword in his hand.

Then he turned and left, leaving behind only a burning corpse.

He turned and headed in the other direction.

This was the place I had been to before with Taoist Qingxi. A light from his body shone through the crack in the door, and he followed in.

In the depressing room, there was a half-human-high statue of a god. The statue was sitting, with disheveled hair, a pair of big eyes, big ears, and a body painted with glaze.

There was not much weirdness in it, but the aura it exuded made Zhao Fuyun uncomfortable.

He looked closely at the thing under the other person's butt, and it turned out to be a black altar. The man seemed to have crawled out of the black altar and was sitting on the edge of the altar looking at the outside world.

Zhao Fuyun hid his body inside and looked for the identity of the owner of the house. At this moment, black smoke came in from the crack of the door, and a man in white clothes and disheveled hair appeared in the house. As soon as he appeared, he discovered that there was a stranger here.

"You dare to chase here and even dare to break into the Taoist temple of Immortal Master Tansheng. You are looking for death."

The man in white and black hair uttered a cold voice, and at the same time, the aura on his body surged, echoing the aura on the statue.

(End of this chapter)