The carriage, surrounded by golden armored guards, was walking on the mountain road of Shenghua Mountain. It was swaying along the way, and the two people in the carriage had their own thoughts.

Nan Li always felt that Ma Mingcheng was an eye placed beside him by Emperor Tianshu, so he made things difficult for Ma Mingcheng in every possible way, and even tried every means to force him to leave.

But today, when Zheng Huajin assassinated him, he suddenly woke up. The realm that he had been subconsciously ignoring before was really too important at the moment of life and death.

If he encounters a desperate desperado like Zheng Huajin, as long as his level is higher than him, he may not be able to protect himself.

If the level of the guards around him is not as high as that of the other party, then he will really be left in the hands of the other party.

Looking at the group of people around him, Ma Mingcheng's realm is the highest. He has perfected the body-fitting realm and is only one step away from reaching the holy realm and becoming a saint-like existence.

Therefore, it no longer matters whether Ma Mingcheng is the Emperor of Heaven who has placed eyes next to him and monitors his every move.

The top priority at the moment is to take the opportunity to win over Ma Mingcheng. After all, this is far more practical than the immortal gift in the mother-child ring.

However, Nan Li's uncharacteristic behavior now made Ma Mingcheng feel extremely frightened. It reminded him of the old saying, showing courtesy for nothing is either a traitor or a thief.

He had been cautious all his life and had always acted according to the principle of doing less than doing more, so Nan Li suddenly got close to him, which made him feel a little uneasy.

He was afraid that this was a trap set by Nan Li and that he would dig a hole for him somewhere and lead him to jump into it.

So, of the two people in the carriage, one wanted to win over the other and said heartfelt words, while the other was worried about being trapped and answered cautiously. After all, he had suffered losses before.

At this time, outside the side window of the carriage, the leader of the Golden Armored Guards said in a deep voice.

"Your Highness, we have returned."

Nan Li, who was suddenly distracted, looked a little unhappy, but after all, this was what he had arranged, so he asked.

"You're back? You haven't been discovered yet."

"No, they went out of the Shenghua Sect's territory to do anything."

"How are people?"

"I lost my footing and fell to my death from a high altitude."

Nan Li nodded with satisfaction. These two people were playing tricks on him so much that they even said they didn't know each other at the most critical moment, so that all his carefully prepared plans came to nothing.

Although he was lucky enough to reach a cooperation with the Shenghua Sect in the end, this kind of cooperation is not surrender after all, but the next best thing. What's more, how can he swallow the grievance of defecting before the battle?

Therefore, these two people must die, otherwise it will be difficult to understand the hatred in his heart. If it were not for Zhenren Ye, he would have wanted to know them both personally right away.

"Yeah, I got it."

Their conversation was clearly heard by Xiaoyao who was following him. Xiaoyao was a little surprised at first. He thought for a moment that he heard wrongly.

But listening carefully to the tone of Nan Li's words, it seemed that everything was under his control, and the fate of the two people who were "thrown to death" was also due to his arrangement.

Although Xiaoyao has existed in Tianwaitian for countless years, he is too ignorant about the various intrigues of human nature, and is as simple as a piece of unstained white paper.

That's why Xiaoyao is a little confused.

, Nan Li had vowed before that he would send someone to take them back to the inn, why now he wanted to kill them?

Thinking about it, Xiaoyao couldn't help but feel a little angry at being teased. If he had left with peace of mind after hearing Nan Li's words in front of the mountain gate, wouldn't these two people really be dead?

Zhang Haomin's words echoed in his mind again, and this time they were also imprinted in his heart. If it was really because of him that two lives were lost, then the sin would be too great.

Xiaoyao is an immortal who practices the way of heaven. Although he is not bound by the way of heaven because he is a born god, he still needs to obey the rules of cause and effect.

As Zhang Haomin said, good and evil are rewarded in the reincarnation of cause and effect. If these two people really died because of him, then he would be haunted by the consequences of his karma and it would take a lot of effort to be redeemed.

Once you are entangled in the fruits of karma, you will be rejected by the heavens, and your future practice will definitely be greatly compromised. This is the most important reason why immortals never easily go down to the lower world to interfere in mortal affairs.

But Xiaoyao forgot one thing. The golden mark on his back didn't just symbolize the master-servant agreement.

Now that it has been confirmed that Nan Li ordered this matter, Xiaoyao will naturally not forgive him so easily. Although these two people were saved by him, what will happen in the future? How many people will be killed?

So Xiaoyao decided to show him some color, but it was difficult to show his face, so just like Zhenren Ye did before, he directly dropped the pressure from the sky.

With the emergence of coercion, the carriage was suddenly nailed to the spot. No matter how hard the horse tried, it could not move the carriage at all.

Because this coercion was directed at Yu Nanli, Ma Mingcheng, who was sitting next to Nanli, was not greatly affected, but he was still startled by the sudden change, so he raised his neck and shouted loudly.

"Ye Yuling, what do you mean?"

Hearing Ma Mingcheng's shout, Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, wondering why he called Zhenren Ye's name.

However, after thinking about it, he realized that this move was indeed inappropriate. It was quite consistent with Ye Zhenren's previous style, and it made Ye Zhenren take the blame invisibly.

After all, Master Ye was Zhang Haomin's master, and he could not let Master Ye suffer this unjust injustice, either emotionally or rationally.

As a result, Xiaoyao slowly put away the pressure, which made Ma Mingcheng and Nan Li breathe a sigh of relief, but before they could say anything, an even more terrifying pressure fell.

At this time, even Ma Mingcheng, who had seen big scenes, couldn't help but tremble with fear, because this was no longer a simple coercion, this was real immortal power.

Immortal power, as the name suggests, is the majesty that belongs exclusively to immortals, and because immortals practice the way of heaven, Xianwei is also called Tianwei by the world. You can imagine how powerful it is.

The majesty of the immortal contained in the mighty immortal power was undoubtedly evident. Ma Mingcheng, who dared to contend with it even under the pressure of Zhenren Ye, lost the courage to resist at this time.

As for Nan Li, who bore the brunt of the Xianwei's attack, he stopped talking and could hardly breathe under the pressure of the Xianwei. He covered his neck in pain and his face turned red from the pain.

Ma Mingcheng saw this situation, Nan Li would die here if he didn't make a mistake, so he hurriedly knelt down to the sky, leaned over and shouted.

"I hope God will spare my life!"

Xiaoyao had no intention of taking Nan Li's life. He just wanted Nan Li to suffer a little, so he quickly withdrew his immortal power and calmed down.

Said slowly.

"This is just a warning. If it happens again, I won't let you go."

"Thank you to the immortal, thank you to the immortal."

At this time, Ma Mingcheng was just like the two people who had knelt in front of Nanli at Banrixian Inn before, trembling all over, kowtowing like garlic in thanks for not killing.

As the immortal power was gone, Nan Li felt as if he had been saved. He knelt in the carriage and gasped for air. This feeling of despair and suffocation was already the second time today.

Xiaoyao had already left, and the originally stationary carriage began to move forward slowly again.

The former commander of the Golden Armor Guards was lying beside the side window with some worry, and asked in a low voice.

"Your Highness, are you okay?"

Nan Li was so angry that he gritted his teeth. As the prince of Da'an, when had he ever been so humiliated? He was like a piece of fish on a chopping board, or even being slaughtered at will by passers-by.

However, this also made him understand what real helplessness is. His status as a prince who usually flaunts his power is nothing in front of these well-deserved giants.

At this moment, he secretly decided in his heart that one day, he would become such a existence, instead of the current Prince Da'an who pretends to be a coward.

"fine."

Ma Mingcheng helped Nan Li up, and he began to think about why this immortal came here.

Nan Li, who was sitting upright, slowly calmed down and felt the suspiciousness of the matter. Aren't immortals unable to interfere in mortal affairs? How could this happen again?

"Sir, the man just now was really not a saint, but an immortal?"

"That immortal power is not fake. A saint cannot achieve it at all. It should be an immortal coming in person."

"But immortals can't interfere in the mortal world, right?"

"It's not that immortals can't intervene, but they don't interfere easily."

Nan Li felt his breath suffocate. He had always believed that immortals could not interfere in the human world, so he was so confident. Now he was really a frog in the well.

"Then why did he come to target this king? Could it be?"

Ma Mingcheng looked at the confused Nan Li and suddenly had an idea. He suddenly figured it out. At this moment, all the strange things fell into place.

At the same time, the answers to all this were immediately revealed. Although Ma Mingcheng did not want to believe it was true, he still said helplessly.

"It should be because of Zhang Haomin."

The autumn wind was bleak, and no one could be sure that Ma Mingcheng's answer was right, and no one could prove that he was wrong. There were just two silent people.

At the same time, Zhang Haomin, led by Luan Huacheng, finally arrived at the main hall of Shenghua Sect.

Although he had passed by here many times before, and even came here to ask questions when collecting clothes, this was his first time entering this magnificent hall.

This hall is extremely spacious. According to Zhang Haomin's visual inspection, it may be as big as the entire Zizi Temple.

Entering the main hall, the first thing that catches the eye is the various patterns and paintings on the carved beams and ceilings above the head, which gives people a solemn and sacred feeling, making Zhang Haomin slow down unconsciously.

Looking towards the center of the hall, the rising sandalwood is lingering, like a mysterious veil, but what is hidden in this veil is not a statue of an immortal.
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