It's a pity that Cheng Qian didn't know how many entanglements and deep friendships in Sect Master Yan's heart.
At this time, he was nothing but an ear, but he was just pretending. They almost accounted for three words of the old, the young, the sick, and the disabled. Cheng Qian was not really big-hearted, how could he be completely calm
He has only a few ties with the island owner, and he is quite suspicious, so there is no trust at all. At this time, while adjusting his breath, he listens to all kinds of movements around him, and calculates: "Look at this. It's confusing and confusing, and we might have to fight for a while. We'd better be able to sneak into the loose cultivators - the loose cultivators on Qinglong Island are generally a mob, and they may not be able to enter the eyes of these powerful people. Maybe they can get out of the chaos. "
Then he thought: "If it doesn't work, then I have to fight. The big deal is to die here. If I can resist them for a while, I will be restless."
In his heart, he gave up like this, but instead of thinking about it anxiously, the stagnant real energy in his body also became a lot smoother.
In the panic, the island owner finally opened his mouth and explained: "More than ten years ago, I fought with a few fellow Daoists with a great demon, and my soul was damaged, so I am still in retreat to heal my wounds. I don't know what you want to see. what?"
Bai Ji pressed step by step: "So, Island Master Gu doesn't plan to take a look at this upright mirror?"
The island's main color glanced at him lightly, a very tired look flashed across his face, and sighed: "If you want to add a crime, why don't you worry, even if it is such a ridiculous crime - White House Lord, you can believe it or not. Well, Gu Gu has never seen Lingsun, and has never had any soul-devouring lamps in his hand, as for ghosts."
He sneered lowly, with a slight sarcasm, as if he didn't want to accompany this farce.
Zhou Hanzheng raised his eyebrows slightly and tapped the palm of his hand with a fan: "I'll be fair, it would be ridiculous to say that a person like the island owner is a ghost and a demon cultivator - in that battle more than ten years ago, one of the four saints died and three were injured. , it is very tragic, and it is true, since the island owner explained that the soul is damaged, and he has retreated for many years to heal his wounds, then I think this soul mirror does not look at it, anyway, I believe it."
As Zhou Han said this, he squeezed his five fingers to retract the soul mirror, and immediately left Bai Ji, who had just forced the island owner, there alone, as if he was really a righteous and fair person!
Bai Ji was so embarrassed that he blushed, and heard someone behind him sneer: "I'm afraid it's Bai Lao'er who is about to run out of life, so it's fake to look for his grandson, and it's true that he wants to fly by any means?"
Bai Ji said angrily, "Who? Get out!"
A group of people came out in response, the leader was a middle-aged man with a cold face, and the corners of his eyes and brows showed a kind of "I'm not easy to mess with". He looked around, his eyes seemed to be checking a group of different shapes He finally set his eyes on the owner of Qinglong Island, and said, "I am Mu Lanshan Tang Yao, and it has been a hundred years since I sent the first disciple, Tang Zhen, and recently I heard about him in Guidi. It's rude to visit and fail to greet the island owner beforehand."
Tang Wanqiu was stunned when he saw the person who came, and after a while he said quietly, "Sect Master?"
Tang Yao looked at her for the sake of his fellow classmates, and he glanced at her, but he was not very kind, but nodded lightly.
These two people came to Qinglong Island as if they had negotiated, and on the other side was her teacher's sect. Rao was Tang Wanqiu who had left the sect for many years. For a while, he felt that he was sandwiched between two huge splints. Inside and out are not people.
Zhou Hanzheng teased: "It's strange, has Qinglong Island become a place to recruit missing people?"
It may be customary for the people in Mu Lanshan to not bend their words, Tang Yao said with a blank expression: "I didn't come to ask for someone, but recently someone spread a letter to Mu Lanshan, saying that they had seen Tang Zhen's Yuan in the East China Sea area, I would rather I don’t know who is so eager for justice and righteousness, for more than a hundred years, but still worrying about people from other sects eating radish, does Master Zhou have any ideas?”
Zhou Han replied without blushing or panting: "There are naturally people who are benevolent and righteous."
"Benevolence and righteousness? I've only heard of 'the Great Dao is abandoned, there is benevolence and righteousness, there is wisdom, and there is great falsehood'." Tang Yao, whose position was a mystery, did not give Zhou Han any favor, and turned to the master of Qinglong Island, "Gu Daoyou, I Although I have no friendship with you, this incompetent disciple has become your disciple and has been taken care of for many years. I came here to tell you one thing - we were looking for clues in the East China Sea, but we heard a Rumors say that the devil of the Four Saints Fight was a Beiming Monarch, and that the big devil had a strange stone in his hand, and it fell on Qinglong Island after that battle."
Tang Yao paused, ignoring the face of the island owner, and continued: "They said that you were injured by the big devil, you should have died, and you have been relying on that strange stone to support you for so many years. The White House master also heard the sound and came here specially for that stone, right?"
Bai Ji was caught off guard and thought, and said angrily, "What nonsense!"
Tang Yao: "Is it true that the White House master knows nonsense, I heard that the strange stone has the ability to mend the sky, also known as the stone of 'everything comes true', it can live and die, and it is not a problem to improve the cultivation level, why? The White House master has always been old and not dead, are you worried about Shouyuan? I don’t even think about the good things of Beiming Great Demon!”
Zhou Hanzheng answered meaningfully: "What does the head of Tang mean - the island owner is currently living on a monster's stone? This is not a decent word."
Tang Yao and Zhou Hanzheng said a few words, and Yan Zhengming was horrified when he heard it. Others may not know the reason, but he knew the origin of the Beimingjun. He only knew that there were some seniors in the Fuyao faction who were obsessed with demons, but when did there ever be a treasure of the magic way
After thinking about this for a while, Yan Zhengming almost broke out in a cold sweat on his back, feeling that they were being skinned and cramped on the fire.
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The island owner did not answer, but said: "Master Zhou, you have hidden your identity in my Qinglong Island for decades, and your plans must be not small."
He completely avoided the temptation of Zhou Hanzheng and Tang Yao's hot and cold, singing and harmony, but to others, he almost acquiesced.
Seeing that the wind was turning, Bai Ji immediately said, "Gu Yanxue, living by monsters, is the Four Sages of the Dignity deceiving the world?"
The loose cultivator even said loudly: "The martial arts practice has always been a secret that is not passed on. Only the island owner Gu recruits the loose cultivator for training every ten years. When you think he is so generous, are you just showing kindness for no reason? Don't dream. Now, who would have so much kindness!"
When San Xiu said the end, his throat broke into a cry, and his voice was hoarse under the sound of the waves of the East Sea behind him. The unrelated people sounded inexplicably more sad than a dead rabbit and a fox. The Jiaolong, who had been dormant just now, was alarmed again, faintly faint. With the meaning of breaking out of the water, the disciples of Qinglong Island and the people in the West Palace were once again fighting with each other. However, this time, the scattered cultivators on Qinglong Island all stepped back and watched, and became vaguely alert.
I don't know who made the first move, and the island didn't know the forces of the parties, and it suddenly turned into a pot of porridge.
At this time, I heard a low cry of "woo" from somewhere, and I saw that a dozen people suddenly came out of the loose cultivators who were retreating. These people were very strange, they were all brave and not afraid of death. , slammed into the westbound palace man and rushed over.
The cultivation level of the loose cultivator was not high, and the person who rushed to the front was immediately smashed to pieces by a sword light next to Bai Ji, and he couldn't die any longer.
But then, something terrible happened.
The internal organs of the scattered cultivator turned into a cloud of blood, spraying everywhere, but the four or five pieces of the body that were decomposed were still like marionettes, and continued to move forward like a ghost.
Although the sword cultivator in the west palace had a high level of cultivation, he had never seen such a battle, and he was so frightened that he retreated three steps on the spot.
Looking at it again, the eyes of the dozen or so loose cultivators were all red, and the black aura of fangs and claws was faintly visible behind them.
Bai Ji was shocked and angry: "Gu Yanxue, what else do you have to quibble about!"
The voice fell, and the loose cultivator who had just made a generous statement behind him suddenly let out a howl that was not like a human voice. The blood man actually grabbed Bai Ji's back with his bare hands.
With nearly a thousand years of cultivation, Bai Ji will naturally not let him touch him. With a palm back, a palm-sized demon-subduing pestle flew out of his sleeve. It swayed twice in the air, and suddenly it was as long as a person. Inserted into the blood man's Tianling cover, pinning him in place.
Who would have thought that the bloody man would not die, but was pierced into a meat skewer by the demon-subduing pestle, and he still struggled endlessly. After a while, he suddenly exploded and blew himself into countless pieces of black blood.
There were screams in the crowd, and those blood clots were extremely poisonous and could not be touched.
Zhou Han's face changed: "This is the way of painting the soul in the devil's cultivation, blowing a dark talisman into the souls of others unconsciously, and those people can be driven by him."
As soon as these words came out, a large piece of space appeared on the side of the island owner, and even the former Qinglong Island disciples looked at their island owner with suspicion—the great master of the world, except for the level of the Four Saints, who else could draw a dark talisman
Tang Yao seemed to have been waiting for his words. He heard the sound and turned to the island owner. He crossed the long sword. The head and tail of the big sword were already bursting with shredded fire, which was the result of his true essence condensing.
Tang Yao said: "Gu Daozhu, how do you say this?"
The island owner smiled bitterly and said, "There is no reason to argue."
Tang Yao asked, "So that strange stone is really in your hands?"
He finally found it out, and when he lifted off the fig leaf, it was still the gem that everyone coveted.
However, there were always people who were unwilling to see the situation clearly, Tang Wanqiu immediately stepped forward and settled on the island owner's side, and defended without blinking: "Sect Master, I guarantee with my life that the island owner can't be a demon cultivator, much less covet anything. Monster!"
"Shut up," Tang Yao growled in a low voice, "Tang Wanqiu, you are becoming more and more arrogant. Even if you leave your apprenticeship, you are still a member of my pastoral school. Don't you want to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors?"
Tang Wanqiu was suddenly blinded by shameless malice, and her eyes widened immediately. At this time, she understood that even if she deceived herself, at first glance, what the head of Mu Lanshan said was even more grand-sounding than Zhou Hanzheng. But it turned out to be even worse than Zhou Hanzheng.
Tang Wanqiu's face was pale, and she was silent for a long time. She said word by word, "Then please ask the Sect Master to expel me from the division."
The island owner sighed: "If you are famous all over the world, you will be slandered all over the world. It's nothing. In late autumn, you don't have to do this."
Tang Wanqiu clenched his teeth, and he was unmoved as if he was eating a weight.
The island owner wanted to speak again, but he heard Zhou Han, who was not too far away, was under the blood-stained sea, and said slowly: "I still don't believe it, how could the island owner be a private person? Sect Master Tang, how come you Do you know that the so-called strange stone is on Qinglong Island? Maybe it will be annihilated together with the great demon? Have you already found out the source of that Beimingjun?"
As soon as these words came out, the face of the island owner finally changed, his figure skyrocketed, and his palms fanned to Zhou Hanzheng as if covering the sky and covering the sun, the man who had always been tired and tepid finally brought anger: " Who is your master?"
Zhou Han was dodging in embarrassment, and said in a half-truth panic: "I'm clearly defending the island owner, what does the island owner mean?"
Tang Yao crossed the bar, dodged and stopped between Zhou Hanzheng and the island owner: "Why, are you going to kill someone?"
The two great powers in this world moved their hands secretly, but Yan Zhengming, who was in a state of turmoil, heard the island owner whispering a voice to his ear, and urged: "Bring your juniors and brothers to mingle with the scattered cultivation, take advantage of the chaos. Hurry up, don’t mention Fuyao Mountain in the future, let alone your ancestor—you don’t know anything!”
In the blink of an eye, Yan Zhengming's chaotic mind suddenly came up with a clue - Zhou Hanzheng clearly knew the origin of the Fuyao faction and Beimingjun, which was a threat.
If the island owner refuses to admit that the stone is in his hands, he will investigate the fact that Lord Beiming belongs to the Fuyao faction. If the stone is not in the hands of the Four Sages, of course it is still in the Fuyao faction!
There is such a thing that "everything comes true, life and death", even if it is only a little suspicious, it is destined to be on the cusp of the storm, who cares whether you are innocent or dead in vain
Yan Zhengming looked at the shouting and killing on the whole island, and felt that he was almost a piece of fish in the cracks, and there were countless knives on his back.
He knew with trepidation that he should carry Xiao Qian on his back and leave immediately with his fellow students, but how could he settle his conscience and let the island owners betray their relatives and stand in front of him
Yan Zhengming froze in place for a while, unable to make a choice.
The island owner suddenly shouted, "Tang Wanqiu!"
Tang Wanqiu's face changed a bit when he heard that he was struck by lightning. Finally, he gritted his teeth, turned to Yan Zhengming and said, "I will escort you, go."
Yan Zhengming: "Yes"
Tang Wanqiu raised his eyebrows and said, "What about mother-in-law and mother? The affairs of the previous generation have nothing to do with you, don't get in the way!"
Li Yun's mind could only turn faster. Of course, what Yan Zhengming wanted to understand, he certainly couldn't think of it. At this time, he was afraid that the senior senior brother would act as a hero out of time, and hurriedly shouted: "Eldest senior brother, Xiao Qian is injured, and junior sister is still alive. So young, listen to your predecessors!"
Yan Zhengming turned his head to look at him blankly. At this moment, the island owner's voice came from his ears again, and the island owner said without doubt, "I'll give you a ride."
I saw the island owner who was fighting with Tang Yao in mid-air suddenly spit out a colorful little cauldron from his mouth. Tang Yao was startled, seeing that the situation was wrong, he suddenly wanted to retreat, but it was too late, and saw a hurricane around Baoding. , swept over everyone on the ground indiscriminately, like a wind dragon on the ground.
Yan Zhengming made a "woo" in his ear, and he didn't have time to react. The person was already involved. He only heard countless exclamations mixed with the wind.
The next moment, Yan Zhengming's waist tightened, and a tattered cloth stretched out like a ghost, and rolled straight around his waist. Yan Zhengming was pulled by the strange force and staggered to the ground again. He rubbed his eyes with all his might, and only then did he see The other piece of the rag was held in Tang Wanqiu's hand. The next moment, Tang Wanqiu threw the other person over, Yan Zhengming could catch it, it was Cheng Qian, whose face was not very good-looking.
"The island owner can't trust others, so he asked me to escort you. In this case, I can't have a heavy trust." Tang Wanqiu said, "Get up and go."
Li Yun whispered to persuade: "Senior brother, let's go."
Yan Zhengming glanced at Cheng Qian involuntarily. Cheng Qian propped himself up with the sword in his hand. He must have gained some strength after adjusting his breath. After receiving Yan Zhengming's gaze, he did not say much, just simply said Said: "Listen to you, you decide."
The island was turbulent, and the island owner sent them far away with a wind dragon. Looking from a distance, the island owner's figure was hidden in the countless noises, and he could never see it again. Yan Zhengming felt as uncomfortable as the river was overturned.
It was only then that he discovered that "returning to Fuyao Mountain and escaping from the world to cultivate without seeking knowledge" was clearly a spring and autumn dream of his ignorant world.
The world is like a tide, even people like the island owner can only go with the flow, let alone them
Why is this fairy road so difficult
"Let's go," Yan Zhengming said in a low voice, "let's go."
But where did it go
The group of them carefully followed Tang Wanqiu all the way through the hills and woods, and the screams of killing gradually faded away.
Tang Wanqiu went to the beach and threw the tattered cloth tape into the air. The cloth strip became several meters long and floated in the air. She motioned the group to go up and said, "It's impossible to find a boat, you only To be able to leave like this, I don’t have such a high level of cultivation, and this cloth belt can’t last for too long, so I can’t send you across the sea directly. You first settle on the surrounding deserted islands, adjust your interest after a while, and then think of a solution when the limelight passes. ."
Yan Zhengming's throat was blocked: "Senior, how about you?"
"I have my own place," Tang Wanqiu turned to the direction of Qinglong Island, "Sect Master Yan, you don't have to worry about it, the island owner is not for you, the surnamed Zhou has sneaked into Qinglong Island for so many years, and there are those who have been caught in paintings. Soul's scattered repair shows that someone has long been deliberately trying to deal with him, the 'master of the world'. He has already explained to me that no matter what, he wants to send you all to leave safely. Now, if you only live for one day, I will protect you for one day according to the appointment with the old man."
Tang Wanqiu rolled up his sleeves and took the lead in wrapping Han Yuan, the ochre puddle and the others on the rags, and said, "No one will protect you in the future, so you can do it yourself."
Said, Tang Wanqiu picked up her shabby sword, ignored them again, jumped over to the melee, and disappeared again.
Other female cultivators were honored as "fairies". Even if the fairies were so desolate that they didn't have the ethereal white gauze training, they could still have a red headband. Used as a belt.
In the practice, the turbid air does not invade, and the bones are washed to wash the marrow. Not to mention that all of them are beautiful, but they are also pleasing to the eye. Only she has two broom eyebrows and a debt collection face.
She is overly self-sufficient and is known to be disgusting. Whenever she opens her mouth, which pot cannot be opened if necessary
Perhaps apart from standing upright, Tang Zhenren is really useless.
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