Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Chapter 231

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The magic fetus has recently grown to the size of a five-year-old child. After a battle on the big river, his identity was washed in the water. Now he looks red with white teeth, smart and cute, and it is very pleasing to see.

Both the Yuan Daoist and the Ming Daoist who took over the Heavenly Dao were somewhat helpless with him.

The ability of this demon embryo is too strange, it can measure people's hearts, they are not bad, but this demon embryo has a natural perception of luck and good fortune, and can always escape at a critical time. They chased for a few days, except to let the demon Beyond the spread of the disaster, there is no effect.

They had already tried their best to overestimate this demon, but they didn't want to underestimate it in the end.

With the current situation, it is somewhat difficult to ride a tiger.

If it has been consuming like this, it is not the solution, but if it is done and the devil is gone, half of the sins caused by the devil will be counted on them in the future.

Even if they are immortals, and they will never be afflicted by all things, this sin will always be blamed on their descendants. The way of heaven is not an existence with clear rewards and punishments. Damage, just like Daxuan went retrograde back then and did whatever he wanted. When it finally collapsed, Heavenly Dao ignored the people of Daxuan, a catastrophe, the fate of the human race was greatly damaged, and the population was even less than one in ten, and it took thousands of years to recover. . At the same time, population is also the key to the fate of the human race. Without people, even if those great profound evildoers have all kinds of means, they will not be able to gather immortals, so they can only be slaughtered by Dao Xiu.

And they are now, just like Da Xuan thousands of years ago, if they can't stop this demon, under the spread of the demon, the world's cultivators' reverence for the three door-to-door will collapse in an instant, and the children of the sect will be plotted against each other. , will be a thousand times more than before, plus the hatred forged before, if one is not good, it will bring disaster to the door.

Daoist Ming and Daoist Yuan looked at each other, and both of them called out to Daxuan Qingxiao at the same time. According to the agreement, he should prepare the magic-sealing formation and let them lead the demons to the past, but why was there no movement.

Spiritual sense spread, and Luo Qingxiao quickly got a response.

This caught them off guard. When they were about to discuss countermeasures, they saw Feng Qingxiu, who was on the sidelines, suddenly press her chest and quickly left the stage.

It should be to see the Dao Master Xing, and the two Dao Masters understood.

Then his eyes fell back to the devil.

"What's the use of looking at me?" The child was holding a steamed bun that he got from somewhere, and was swollen by the blisters. He was holding and chewing curiously, feeling the feeling of eating, a very strange and strange feeling. But not annoying.

"He's gone, can you consider joining us?" The Lord of Heavenly Dao suddenly asked, and then seemed to think of something, and threw a bag of cakes from the white jade bracelet, "This, let me treat you to eat, It's better than steamed buns."

The devil took the cake, glanced at it blankly, opened it curiously, took a bite, narrowed his eyes instantly, and quickly threw the steamed bun away.

"Then, let's talk." Holding the cake, he said while eating.

Just as he was talking, he saw another immortal who was seriously injured and had never seen before, appearing not far away.

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When Feng Qingxiu received the call from the master, she let go of the devil and rushed over quickly.

Fortunately, Master An Feng's tribulation has only just begun, and Feng Qingxiu took the devil away with just a few tricks, and ended this tribulation.

An Xian, who had come over, shook her head and glanced at Yang Jinyin, who had a pale expression. She coughed uncomfortably, turned her head to one side, and saw the boy who was nailed to the mountain wall. Recalling the memory just now, naturally Also know that this is the culprit of the year.

But at this time, this person has no soul, and only the body is left. Even if he is cut into pieces, it will be useless.

She stepped forward and took off the sword, and the body slid down to the ground, her arms released, revealing a little snow-white rabbit. An Xian looked closely and saw that the rabbit was just a doll with a skeleton on a rabbit skin. Instead of looking at it, he turned around and handed the long sword back to the sect master, then knelt down and apologized.

This time, she was too impulsive. She left the protection of Jinwu before falling into Luo Qingxiao's hands. It was because of her stubbornness that she caused such trouble to Yang Jinyin. Please forgive me and thank them for their help. .

Of course no one blamed her.

Yang Jinyin even said helplessly: "Don't worry, I don't need you to pay for the young girl's medicine."

"No, it's my fault, I won't pass the buck!" An Xian said righteously, and quickly flipped through the fairy's cave a few times.

But this cave house is actually poorer than her Jianfeng, except for some tea sets and flowers, there is nothing valuable at all.

So let An Xian go and hit the mountain wall with a punch, and the mountain collapsed, burying the entire cave together with the only person.

After discussing it, they decided that they should go back to the Central Continent Court as soon as possible to treat Yang Jinyin's injuries, but An Xian's sword really hurt his heart, and his fighting power at this moment was almost zero.

An Xian also hurt her soul because of the exorcism. At the moment, her soul is unstable. She needs to use a special medicine pill to stabilize her soul. , can only listen to something.

Yang Jinyin's injury was not serious, so they could only release the devil's womb first and take him and An Xian back to heal the injury.

With the Kun-Lai Lord present, they can go back much faster than when they came.

At this time, the Haicheng Courtyard was also very nervous. When I saw the backbone of Senior Brother Yang coming back, I didn't say anything, but also brought the head and the first disciple. The top and bottom were very excited. Many people wanted to come to watch the head up close, so that the little goblin was strong. expelled.

Afterwards, the disciples began to report what had happened recently.

From the day Senior Brother Yang chased after Bai Yue and left, there were suddenly many cultivators in Central Continent, some of them were directly beheaded, and some were sent by relatives and friends to the Little Kunlai Hospital for medical treatment.

It is extremely difficult to cure the spirit of the soul, and the medical practitioners have studied it for a long time and cured one, but this time-consuming and labor-intensive treatment method that consumes medicinal herbs is difficult to popularize.

But the enchanted monks who came to seek medical treatment couldn't wait, and there were several medical riots in a row.

They decided to change their thinking. After a few days of research, the medical practitioners really did their best, and they really let them think of a way.

Demons are not like mortals.

Mortals have no power, and once they become crippled, the demons will automatically leave.

So they put these cultivators, whether they were Yuan Ying or transforming into gods, and they all abolished their cultivation.

Then when they wake up, sew up the damaged meridians. As long as they are supplemented with medicinal pills, they can recover quickly.

But in just a few days, the situation in Central Continent deteriorated rapidly.

More and more cultivators are enchanted, often hurting others. Even if there is a big formation, there are too few Kun-Lai disciples in other courtyards. If there is not a monkfish, it will be difficult to control the situation.

"Sect Master, the chaos in Central Continent, do we want to continue to stay?" Yang Jinyin looked a little tired and said seriously, "We let the disciples have a good experience, but now the situation in Central Continent is too chaotic, I am afraid that it will not be a hundred years, there will be no peace. down."

That monster released too many demons, and it would definitely be impossible to clean up in a while.

"Xiaoqing, what do you think?"

Feng Qingxiu thought for a while before saying, "One year has come, otherwise, let's change the group."

Yang Jinyin nodded with satisfaction: "Then I'll arrange it."

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In the high mountains and dense forests, a group of monks, old and young, with family members, are building some temporary shacks under the cover of towering ancient trees.

All of them looked haggard and demoralized, and even their clothes seemed to have not been washed for more than ten days, and they were all muddy and wrinkled.

After a while, the tree house was almost finished, and the young cultivator at the head took out a bottle of medicinal pills, carefully separated out a few, and let the accompanying cultivators take them.

"Father," a round-faced teenager raised his head with lingering fear in his eyes, "It's been a few days since we left, how long will it take us to get to Haicheng?"

"It's still early," the leading youth whispered, "How far have we come, not so fast!"

"However, without the use of real essence, we are just ordinary people who are stronger," the young man said with some grievances, "Little Kunlai Sea City is so far away, how long do we have to go, why don't we pull out the lock pulse and fly over... "

"Shut up!" The young man glared at him, "How many times have I said that Zhenyuan recruits Tianmo, how many of us have died these days?"

The young man shut his mouth in embarrassment.

A teenager next to him patted him comfortably.

The camp fell into silence. They were family cultivators from Central Continent, who managed a city, but the recent robbery forced them to abandon their ancestral inheritance and leave this place.

The teenager still remembers that day, when several monks in the family suddenly went crazy and started killing them in the city. They spent a lot of effort to kill them, but after that, more and more monks became obsessed. Using the pulse-locking needle used for punishment to stop the movement of the real essence, this stopped the momentum of the devil - only cultivators can enter the devil, and the mortals are under the devil, and it is difficult to bear the devil's qi, and they will soon die.

But how can a cultivator get used to being locked in essence, there are always one or two people who want to break free from this restriction, and the owner knows that this is not a long-term solution, so he wants to go to Kun-Lai to avoid it for a while, if there is a chance to mix with Kun-Lai It would be the best way to go to the peaceful Xizhou.

After avoiding this, I found that there were monks who had fallen into demons everywhere, as well as ghosts and demons who were cleaned up. In the chaos, countless monks fell, and countless monks became famous among them.

Seeing the gloomy atmosphere, the young brother smiled reluctantly and asked his father, "Father, what do you think we can do when we go to Kun-Lai? Would you like to bring some gold and silver to sell the land?"

"Are we going to settle down, we're not coming back?" the boy asked with a little doubt.

"Central Continent is so messy, what's there to come back." The leader sighed, "Go, live for three generations, you can choose the dragon and the phoenix."

The young man quietly touched the jade button in his arms, with a hopeful expression: "If you can marry a Kun-Lai fairy, you won't need three generations."

The leader had always looked down on those cultivators who wanted to marry the three great girls, but now he suddenly agreed with his son's words, his old face was a little shy, and he gave his son a cold look: "Hurry up and rest, we will set off in an hour. "

Both boys nodded yes.

The author has something to say: I stayed up late last night, and I can’t stay up late today. Let’s get up in the afternoon to make up for it, but I feel as if the text has been hollowed out for inspiration, so let’s write an extra in the afternoon!

How about Senior Brother Yang's love story and the sideshow in which the black snake made a cameo

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