When Uncle Jiu introduced the Jiuju faction, he also mentioned the level of Onmyoji in Fusang.

Their level is different from the level of cultivation in our Central Plains.

We divide the heaven and earth into the mysterious yellow, and each level is nine levels.

But Fusang is divided into only nine levels.

From one to nine.

But the level is not a single cultivation level.

It also needs to integrate family, contributions, etc.

It's quite complicated.

This guy is a third-level Onmyoji, and his level is not very high.

But his cultivation is not weak at all.

Nan Chen judged that this guy's cultivation was at the seventh level of the Xuan level.

Basically, it has reached a level comparable to the conventional cultivation level.

At this time, the other party showed his identity, just to make Uncle Jiu and others afraid.

But Uncle Jiu doesn’t have the identity of being a bird.

Even a hint of mockery:

"Level 3? When I was young, I could beat you level 7 Onmyoji.

Come to Nuo Daoyi Village to find trouble.

Don’t talk about your Jiuju Sect, even if your sect leader comes, I will be able to fight you?"

As soon as this statement was spoken, Uncle Jiu's aura suddenly intensified.

A sudden burst of light, a stronger aura emerged like a tide.

This breath is infinitely close to the Earth level? Or the Earth level?

Nanchen's heart thumped.

Uncle Jiu's injury has recovered a little?

Can you release the low-level mysterious energy at will?

Nanchen was surprised and his mysterious energy had already crushed Kudo.

The guy felt his heart beat faster for a moment.

He is only at the seventh level of the mysterious level, and faces the suppression of the low-level mysterious energy, he cannot make any waves at all.

The young Onmyoji Miyamoto standing next to him was at this time under the mysterious aura of Jiu Shu.

My whole body was shaking and my blood was surging.

With a "thump" sound, it was directly on the ground.

Unconsciously, nosebleeds came out.

It can be seen how powerful the low-level mysterious energy is.

Such aura made Kudo tremble all over.

The eyes were filled with fear.

He really didn't expect that there would be such a strong man in this small charity village.

"Okay, so strong!"

Just finished speaking.

This guy only felt a heat in his chest rushing his mouth and nose.

With a "puke", a mouthful of blood was spewed out on the spot.

He fell to the ground on the spot and fainted.

Uncle Jiu fainted when he saw the other party.

Only then did the mysterious energy be withdrawn.

The pressure of the mysterious energy disappeared, and everyone around him breathed a sigh of relief.

The other Onmyoji, who were less injured, hurried to Kudo.

"Master Kudo, Master Kudo..."

And Uncle Jiu looked at them coldly.

And said to the Onmyoji who was still angry around him:

"Get out soon. If you dare to step into my Daoyi Village, you will be killed without mercy!"

As soon as this said, the Onmyoji around them were all frightened to their legs.

This little old man with a not-tall figure has such a strong cultivation level.

Let them not dare to do anything rash.

They were so scared that they rolled and crawled, pulled up their injured fellow disciples and the middle-aged Onmyoji just now, and started walking out.

When he saw this, he raised his eyebrows:

"Lin Jiu, did you let them go?"

"Senior brother, these Onmyoji are not good people.

In my land of China, I don’t know how many bad things I have done.

It's no different from the demonic way.

As my junior brother saw, kill them all, and no one left!"

Taoist Master Qianhe suddenly shouted.

Taoist Qianhe was an official in the palace before and knew a lot about the style of Fusang Kingdom.

I was influenced by my eyes and eyes, and I also had an instinctive hatred for the Fusang Onmyoji.

But Uncle Jiu inadvertently glanced at the open space next to him.

An inexplicable palpitation made him frown slightly.

But then, he pretended to be in trouble:

“A little third-level Onmyoji.

Just a pawn.

Big, still behind.

Nanchen Qiusheng Wencai, please clean up and let’s continue to eat.”

After saying that, Uncle Jiu walked into the house by himself with his hands on his back.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other.

Could it be that Uncle Jiu still wants to put a long line on the big fish?

Let Jiuju and his sect send a few more powerful masters over?

It seems to be another point...

Nanchen thought about it for a while and felt that it should be possible.

This Nine Ju and One Sect is not a traitor in my Central Plains, but it is almost the same.

Especially in recent years.

The Central Plains warlords were separatist, and the Jiuju faction even contacted the Fusang Military Department.

I don’t know how many people in the Central Plains have harmed me.

It's no different from a cult, it's a true demonic way, killing ten thousand people will not relieve your hatred...

Uncle Jiu is upright and hates evil.

Facing these guys, show mercy.

It is very likely to be to fish for big fish with long lines.

I want these people to go back to report the news and attract stronger people.

In this way, we can eliminate future troubles.

Nanchen doesn’t know what Uncle Jiu thinks.

But it has no meaning to Uncle Jiu’s decision.

After returning to the house, Nanchen and others cleaned up.

Then he sat back and continued to eat and drink.
To be continued...