As the command of thousands of people, they die without illness.

Pei Yuan is now facing a similar situation.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes, either angry, frightened, or selected people, looked at him with burning eyes, and he felt his scalp numb.

It was really numb, and I couldn't help scratching it with my hands.

Tickled a loneliness!

The tentacles were smooth and there were some tying hands, as if they were not shaved, followed by the twisted neck, and a small braid was shaking around behind the head. Pei Yuan looked at it again and found that the hundreds of people in the field were almost all dragging funny braids except for a few Taoist priests.

Damn! Pei Yuan almost cursed, it wasn't that he had traveled to the braids!

"presumptuous!"

A loud shout burst out from the crowd.

Pei Yuan looked around. This was a small countryside, surrounded by low and dilapidated houses. The men, women, young and old in the village gathered in an open space.

A plaza was built in front of the open space, with a clay statue enshrined in red and purple.

A thin old Taoist priest wearing a gossip and a few strands of long beards under his chin held a wooden sword in his hand, staring at Pei Yuan with a pair of eyes that seemed to be about to spit out fire, and pointed the wooden sword at him: "Dirty words and disorderly rules, why don't you take down this blasphemous madman!"

"yes!"

Several young Taoist priests were immediately given the order, separated the crowd, and rushed towards Pei Yuan with murderous intent.

"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!"

Pei Yuan hurriedly reached out to the sky and admitted his conscience very quickly.

During his breathing, he had already learned a lot about the current body. He was strong and had some superficial skills in fisting and kicking, but he could never be a match for these Taoist priests.

Pei Donglai's eyesight and experience are still there, and he can tell at a glance that these Taoist priests are full of blood and energy, far exceeding ordinary people.

Although her cultivation level did not exist, Pei Yuan had opened the Niwan Divine Palace once. Even without the cooperation of Yuan's body, the strength of his divine will is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Therefore, as he spoke, strands of divine will were sent out with the sound.

The young Taoist priests were slightly stunned, thinking that it was good to listen to the other party’s explanation, and couldn’t help but stop.

"What are you stopping to do?" the old Taoist priest on the stage scolded.

Taking advantage of the time when several Taoist priests were wandering, Pei Yuan crossed the crowd and walked towards the old Taoist priest, laughing and said, "The fairy Qingyunzi is so good, and it's all a misunderstanding. In fact, I admire the Lotus Heart Saint of this sect very much. I mean I want to follow the Saint and do a grand career. But I am a rough person, I speak quickly for a moment, and I forgive my sins!"

When the old Taoist Qingyunzi heard this, he still looked at him coldly with a stern face.

"In order to show that I sincerely regret, I am willing to donate one thousand two kinds of fortune money..."

"One thousand taels?! Not one thousand cents?" As soon as this statement was made, it caused another sensation. The hundreds of villagers in the field looked at Pei Yuan, as if they were staring at a God of Wealth.

Qing Yunzi's expression also slowed down, and his cold eyes instantly turned to heat and greed. It was not that he was disrespectful to the gods, but that the other party gave too much.

Pei Yuan searched all over his body, and finally took out a few ingots of broken silver, and made it into Qingyunzi's palm, and smiled and said, "Uh... there is only so much for the time being, so I will assume that I owe money and I will make up for it next time."

Qing Yunzi grabbed the broken silver with a handful of grief and said, "Do you dare to play tricks on me?"

"Master! This person can really pay for money. In the past year, he has donated nearly 5,000 taels of blessing money one after another!" A young Taoist priest with a narrow scar on his face rushed forward and whispered to Qingyunzi.

"Oh!" Qing Yunzi's eyes lit up again and he glanced at Pei Yuan.

Pei Yuan smiled and said, "Why do I write an IOU for Xianchang?"

"No need, I'm sorry you dare not pay any debts. This is the blessing money for worshipping gods and Buddhas. You must make up for it within half a month, otherwise..." Qingyunzi hummed twice, with a threat in his tone, and then waved his hand and said, "Go back to your original position, don't disturb me from using the immortal magic again!"

The scar-faced Taoist priest pulled Pei Yuan backwards. He seemed to be familiar with the original owner. He said as he walked: "Brother Wang, since you want to join my sect, why are you so frivolous? Alas! Fortunately, the master did not have the same knowledge as you, but remember to make up for the 1,000 taels as soon as possible."

"It must be certain!"

Pei Yuan agreed, but at this moment he was absorbing the memory of this body.

This man's surname is Wang Yongnian, and he was born in a big family. However, his biological father was married to a marriage and his biological mother was also a maid. Therefore, he was blunt and bullied since childhood, and developed a loner and weird personality.

More than a year ago, he accidentally came into contact with a group of mysterious and mysterious people, claiming to be disciples of the Baiyang Sect. The leader of the sect was called the ninth son of the Supreme Jade Emperor, the Supreme Golden Palace of Haotian, the Immortal Realm, and descended to the mortal world to liberation from the sea of ​​suffering and bring blessings to all living beings.

Originally, Wang Yongnian sneered at this until the saint of Baiyang Sect Lianxin arrived one day to preach the principles of the law and demonstrate the "Immortal Dharma" to believers. Wang Yongnian became obsessed with it at a glance and would never forget the saint of Lianxin.

"He is also a person with a temperament, nonsense! What is falling in love at first sight? It is obviously greedy for the body of Lianxin!"

Pei Yuan looked strange.

Wang Yongnian was also a talented person and was very motivated. He stole a large amount of money from his family and donated it to the Baiyang Sect, and then he followed the disciples of the Baiyang Sect to make a journey.
Chapter completed!