"The black dragon inner elixir is three parts flesh and blood and scales; the black dragon's sinews and bones are seven parts flesh and blood and scales; and those who take the black dragon egg will not take the rest." Xiang Wendao, the elder of the Shengji Sect, is a gray-haired old man, but his face is ruddy. , full of energy, exuding a fierce momentum.
"Sister Yaohua, you choose first!" Situ Wuyan, the leader of the Huajian Sect, has a streak of gray on each temple. He is handsome and holding a folding fan. He looks like a young man in his twenties, but he calls Lu Yaohua "sister".
"My little sister's Hehuan Dao, if her background is not as good as that of her two brothers, she should choose the black dragon egg." After Lu Yaohua thought for a while, she decided to give up the black dragon corpse covered with treasures and choose the black dragon egg. Although there is a certain chance of failure when a black dragon egg is hatched, if it is successfully hatched, as long as it is carefully cultivated, it will become a top powerhouse hundreds of years later. If there is a large amount of demonic beast inner elixir to feed, it will only take a few decades.
Among the six paths of the Demon Sect, except for Butian Pavilion, which had fallen during the battle between good and evil sixteen years ago, and the Jueqing Dao, which was passed down by a single lineage, her Hehuan Dao was the weakest in all aspects. Even if she chooses the first two, there will not be much increase. It is better to fight once. If she can cultivate a black dragon equivalent to a top powerhouse, then she can become the second in the magic sect in Hehuan Dao.
Seeing that Xiang Wendao had no intention of speaking, Situ Wuyan refused to give in and closed the folding fan in his hand, "Then I choose the Black Dragon Muscles!"
"In this way, we will be stationed here in the past few days to recharge our batteries. Except for the necessary patrol guards, the disciples are not allowed to move around randomly." Xiang Wendao stroked his white beard and nodded.
Situ Wuyan nodded, indicating that it was okay.
"Let's break up then!" After Xiang Wendao finished speaking, he was about to leave.
"Wait a minute!" It was Lu Yaohua who shouted.
"What else can I do, sister?" Xiang Wendao turned around and asked.
"I have one more thing to ask one of your disciples." Lu Yaohua pointed her slender jade finger at one person, Xue Hongye who was behind Xiang Wendao.
Xue Hongye, a leader of the younger generation of Shengji Sect disciples, is in the middle stage of refining Qi and transforming into God. Feng Shen is handsome, with a face like a crown jewel, gentle manners and elegant manners. He can be said to be one of the best companions in the hearts of all the female disciples of the Demon Sect. Having said so much, it is actually just a sanctimonious thing.
The six demon sects, the sect leaders and elders of each sect, are all old acquaintances. Regarding Lu Yaohua's request, Xiang Wendao is all right, so he nodded to Xue Hongye, "Since your uncle Lu has something to ask you, then you can stay. "
"Yes!" Xue Hongye bowed his hands.
Xiang Wendao left, but Situ Wuyan stayed to watch the excitement. It was really interesting what could happen between the disciples of Shengji Sect and Hehuan Dao.
"Disciple has met my uncle, and I wonder what his instructions are." Xue Hongye smiled and bowed, his behavior was very polite, and it was easy for people to feel good about him.
Unexpectedly, Lu Yaohua's face turned cold and asked, "That day, after you met Lan Lin, where did she go?"
Xue Hongye was stunned when he heard this, and then he seemed a little embarrassed, and replied, "On that day, the disciple did not see Junior Sister Lan Lin. I don't know where Junior Sister went."
"Impossible!" Lu Yaohua's eyes turned cold, "A month ago, my disciple reported to me that Lan Lin went to your appointment and never came back. You actually said you didn't see her? Do you think I am a three-year-old child?"
Situ Wuyan looked at the side and shook his head. He seemed to hate that iron cannot be transformed into steel, and said, "Senior nephew Hongye, this is your fault. Even if you like Senior Nephew Lan Lin, you can't hide her. ah."
Situ Wuyan was too busy and was just adding to the chaos.
"This... Master, please calm down! There must be some misunderstanding. That day, Junior Sister Lan Lin did make an appointment with me in the woods, but I waited in the forest for a long time that day, but never saw Junior Sister." Xue Hongye first said to me Lu Yaohua explained, and then said to Situ Wuyan, "As for the disappearance of Junior Sister, it is indeed not Hong Ye's fault. I would like to ask Uncle Junior to clarify."
Mo Lanlin is indeed a rare beauty. Xue Hongye was also a little moved when they met her for the first time that day. So he made an appointment with Mo Lanlin to meet in the woods. As for what would happen after the meeting, Xue Hongye did not reject it at all. On the contrary, he was somewhat looking forward to it. It's a pity that Xue Hongye was happy in the end and waited for several hours in vain.
In the woods outside the camp, Ji Shaoyu and Mo Lanlin stood side by side.
Since all the Taoist and Buddhist disciples nearby had been cleared away, and there were countless disciples patrolling nearby, Xiang Wendao, Situ Wuyan, and Lu Yaohua did not put in place any soundproofing measures. It was relatively quiet in the forest, and Ji Shaoyu and Mo Lanlin could clearly hear the conversation between the three of them.
Mo Lanlin's pretty face had no blood at all and was very pale. Her ten fingers were tightly wrapped around the corners of her clothes, and she looked at Ji Shaoyu nervously and anxiously, trying to explain something. But Ji Shaoyu seemed indifferent, standing still, with neither joy nor sorrow on his face, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking. Mo Lanlin wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it.
She had always been afraid of this day coming, but it finally came, and Mo Lanlin felt a little sad. She was like a girl who was in love for the first time, obsessed with it, but also worried about gains and losses.
Originally it was just a joke, but looking at Xue Hongye's calm and calm look, Situ Wuyan felt a little disappointed, and his impression of Xue Hongye suddenly dropped. He shook his head and said to Lu Yaohua, "It's really boring! Let me tell you, Yaohua Huameizi, if your two apprentices want to find a partner, why do they have to give up the near and look for a distant one? Look at me, what's wrong with it? If it doesn't work, my apprentice Hua Feihua is also a good candidate. Say, but at least you know how to be compassionate..."
The implication is that Xue Hongye doesn't know how to show mercy to women. Situ Wuyan had also met Lu Yaohua's disciple Mo Lanlin before. She was such a beauty that even he was a little moved when he saw her. Such a delicate beauty disappeared, and Xue Hongye could still be so calm and calm, as if nothing had happened. Situ Wuyan's impression of Xue Hongye had simply dropped to the freezing point.
"Hmph!" Regarding Situ Wuyan's words, Lu Yaohua was noncommittal and said coldly to Xue Hongye, "Lan Lin disappeared because of you. You must find her back. If anything happens to her, even if you are Xiang's brother Disciple, I won’t spare you any mercy.”
While Mo Lanlin was struggling, Ji Shaoyu said, "Let's go in."
Mo Lanlin said nothing, lowered her head, and followed Ji Shaoyu, thinking about something.
Mo Lanlin and Ji Shaoyu walked out of the woods, and the guarding disciples' eyes fell on them. At the same moment, Lu Yaohua, Situ Wuyan, Xue Hongye and others also saw Ji Shaoyu and Mo Lanlin.
Some were surprised, some were happy, and some were confused.