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Helang's time travel this time was different from every previous one. When he opened his eyes, he was not the only one beside him, but he came directly to a place where many people gathered.
The people here are dressed in different styles, with a strong martial style, and the endless discussions made Helang's mind go crazy. Fortunately, the memory in his body came back. He observed the surroundings in silence for a long time, and finally got a little understanding of the situation at this time. .
He is currently in the Huimeng Hall, which is the center of the Xuankong Sword Sect on Beidou Peak, and also the gathering place for people from the White Way.
Surrounded among them was Ren Bozhong, the head of the Xuankong Sword Sect. He seemed to be quite prestigious among the crowd. When he spoke, everyone quieted down and listened.
"The last time I sent to attack the Hunyuan Demon Sect, several people were injured by the magic skills practiced by the newly appointed yellow-haired boy of the Demon Sect. My disciples were seriously injured—" At this point, Ren Bozhong lamented.
Seeing sympathy in some people's eyes, Ren Bozhong observed his words and continued to incite, "I heard that the devil is very powerful, but he uses the essence and blood of virgin boys and girls to cultivate. It is a heinous crime."
Recently, news of the youngest son's disappearance has spread in many villages. It is impossible for the knights who traveled the rivers and lakes to be unaware of this matter, and they were filled with righteous indignation and cursed.
Thinking of those missing children, several soft-hearted women in the Privet Sect also covered their faces, showing expressions of unbearable.
Ren Bozhong nodded and heaved a long sigh.
"I'm afraid that if things go on like this, the devil will continue to cause chaos in the world and endanger the innocent—this time we have called heroes and warriors from all schools and factions to come here, hoping that our righteous ways can gather together and bring good news to the common people. It is about to eradicate that extremely vicious demon sect!"
People from the other sects nodded their heads in agreement, and some strong-tempered warriors who wielded swords directly raised their arms and shouted to show their ambitions.
But some small schools and sects still didn't open their mouths, and Ren Bozhong didn't force it.
His eyes shifted to Helang, and he asked gently: "What is Zhuo Shulangzhuo's great opinion? I just saw that you have been silent all this time, so you must have thought about it yourself?"
Helang was quite uncomfortable being named so suddenly. He has no background and no affiliation, but he is just a casual person, so naturally he can't go against their intentions, so he can only nod in agreement.
People in the Demon Cult should indeed be punished.
After being recognized by him, Ren Bozhong was full of ambition, and discussed the specific date with other sect leaders.
There was something in his bosom that shook, Helang immediately took it out, opened the manual and saw that it was the mission object of this world, and it was the master of Hunyuan Demon Cult, Ao Li.
Helang was silent for a while, then closed the manual.
Well, in fact, even if you treat people in the Demon Cult, you should have kind thoughts towards them and teach them honestly.
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This group of people finally talked and dispersed in a bustling manner. There were many high-spirited knights who swore to eradicate the villains with their swords. Among these people, Helang, who had not yet integrated into this world, seemed silent and out of place.
He raised his head, and saw Mo Qun, the master of the Chuanxin Hall, standing in front of him, with a falcon raised by him standing on his shoulder, with a sharp beak, he was suddenly lured to spread his wings, and chased a snow-white rabbit. .
Helang narrowed his eyes, recognized that it was Guatu, and immediately ran after him.
Fortunately, even if Mo Qun recalled Falcon, there was no chaos and no one noticed his whereabouts.
Helang began to sprint after Guatu, his figure was light, and there seemed to be a surge of air under his feet, which was enough for him to fly into the air.
Finally caught the melon rabbit, but the ball of fur raised its paw and paused beside the three-petal mouth, beckoning him to be quiet.
Helang looked sideways and listened with pricked ears.
This is the back door of the inner room of the Union Hall. Originally separated by this thick wall of mahogany doors and windows, half a word could not be heard clearly, but Helang only concentrated for a moment, and the conversation in his ear was very clear.
"Master, the attack on Hunyuan Demon Sect this time may be more ominous than good... That demon is too much, it is really troublesome, have you forgotten, whose son is that—" This is Ren Bozhong's closed disciple, Fu Yifei the sound of.
"Don't mention that traitor to me! The Hunyuan Demon Sect has changed, and the new demon leader has taken office. It's a time of instability. If you don't attack at this time, when will you wait?!" Ren Bozhong looked annoyed and angry at this time.
Fu Yifei's voice gradually weakened, saying yes again and again.
"The old devil has hidden many secret treasures and classics in the Hunyuan Demon Sect, and the current leader is the legendary Hunyuan Demon Body, you should know that the true energy and internal energy in the Demon Body can be directly absorbed !"
Speaking of this, Ren Bozhong's voice was slightly excited, and his mind was active.
"Do you know how many sword sects are ready to move in recent years and want to compete with my Xuankong? But my name as the number one sword sect of Xuankong is unshakable! As long as I catch that devil, I can easily absorb the promotion from him With a sixty-year-old skill, by then, who else can rival Master? Let alone the mere sword sect, even this martial arts school must obey my orders!"
Ren Bozhong spoke in high spirits, with endless reveries.
The two masters and apprentices also discussed in full swing, probably in the name of eradicating the Demon Sect and promoting justice this time, borrowing the power of many masters of the White Way to directly attack the Demon Sect's lair.
If the situation is under control, Ren Bozhong will use the name of punishment to capture the leader of the demon sect and imprison him in the back mountain of Beidou Peak. In fact, he will provide the master and apprentice with skills to help them consolidate their sect's position and achieve world domination the goal of.
After Helang had an idea in mind, he turned around and left.
But people who practice martial arts are the most sensitive, Helang left too hastily, and he didn't know how to control it, the sound of footsteps was not small, Ren Bozhong, who was behind him, immediately noticed it keenly, shook open the carved wooden door and asked loudly: "Who?! "
There was no figure at the door, only half an inch of the corner of the clothes in the far corner could be seen.
Ren Bozhong was afraid that their plot would be exposed, so he quickly told his closed disciple, "I don't want to make a move, you go out and find out."
Fu Yifei nodded in agreement, jumped out of the door, and jumped onto the roof, looking for traces of the eavesdropper from high places.
When He Lang first entered the world, he couldn't outrun such a young disciple who had practiced martial arts for many years.
Seeing his figure constantly rushing up behind him, Helang sweated even more, and tried his best to detour, trying to hide himself under the chaotic eaves.
Seeing the panic of the person being chased, Fu Yifei was full of confidence, teasing him like a cat playing with a mouse, chasing him around, making him feel like he was running away.
He teased Helang loudly, "Isn't this the hero Zhuo who has become famous recently? He even started doing such stealthy things as wiretapping!"
Helang remained silent, knowing that running like this was not a long-term solution.
The melon rabbit in his arms was chirping and shouting, "Beat him, beat him!"
Fu Yifei, who was chasing after him, suddenly lost his patience, and rushed forward to give him a slap, He Lang also stopped abruptly, and slapped him behind.
Originally thought that such a bold head-on confrontation would cause Helang to be seriously injured.
But for some reason, as soon as he made a move, there were several strands of true energy in his body circulating in the dantian, and then he focused on his palm, and blocked his attack heavily. The palm wind continued to attack him, and the air was slightly twisted.
The opponent didn't expect that he would suddenly stop and attack him instead, and this powerful force was stronger than his. Fu Yifei was caught off guard and fell to the ground.
He Lang was about to turn around and leave, but Fu Yifei straightened himself up, pressed his shoulders hard, and said ruthlessly: "Since Your Excellency has already known something that you should not know, if this is the case, then lie down immediately! "
Helang was slightly startled, seeing his palms moved to his dantian, ready to go, with hostility in his brows and eyes, he knew that he had murderous intentions, and wanted him to lie down and die.
Guatu encouraged him, "The host is the best! The host is actually very good!"
Helang took a step back and shook his head violently. He couldn't just sit still, so he also sensed the airflow surging in his dantian during the palm just now, and he was preparing for the move.
Fu Yifei saw that he had entered the state, his eyes were sharp, he shouted fiercely, and with the strong wind in his right palm, he pushed forward obliquely.
Helang turned over and narrowly escaped, the strong wind blew past him, making his cheeks ache.
Seeing that this move failed, Fu Yifei rushed in front of him and punched Helang's face, but he backed away abruptly to dodge.
Fu Yifei failed to attack several times, and became angry from embarrassment. He just went forward to attack with left fist and right palm, and his steps were chaotic.
Helang's body seemed to be able to dodge, he dodged left and right, grabbed his opening, stepped back suddenly, and turned around to come behind him.
Fu Yifei turned around abruptly, and Helang swung his body and made a wrong step. His palms seemed to give way, and he retreated along with his offensive. At the big hole.
Even though Fu Yifei was able to dodge fairly nimbly, he couldn't help being hit by such a slap, and he immediately groaned and knelt down.
Helang made a false alarm and quickly ran away.
Although Fu Yifei was unwilling, but he was seriously injured, and his chest hurt when he got lucky, so he could only watch the white clothes leave.
Within a few days, Bai Daozhong began to kill him.
As a result, Helang was almost chased and killed several times when he went to the inn and other bustling places. In the end, he had to disguise himself to find out why he was killed.
The knights who were filled with righteous indignation slapped the table and shouted, "That Zhuo Shulang was willing to degenerate, colluded with the devil, stole the rare sword manual of the Xuankong Sword Sect, and seriously injured the closed disciple of the head of Ren Bozhong a few days ago, it is really shocking!" Angry! Shame on the righteous!"
Helang sighed, these accusations are not true, he must have been framed by the master and apprentice back then, which made him notorious at this time, everyone shouted and beat him like a mouse crossing the street.
And that Ren Bozhong is quite prestigious, and the Xuankong Sword Sect in charge is a century-old sect with an extraordinary status. He knows that it is not easy to justify his name, and there is no room for him in Baidao.
That's fine, he has a legitimate reason to go to the Devil's Cult—to find his mission object.
The author has something to say: I don’t know what to write, but it’s a story about helping others [strike out].
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