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Most of the monks had a flash of anger in their eyes. The old woman had already shown her hand when she went up the mountain. Now the old man wanted to show off his magical power to scare everyone. Even if he showed off his power with his sword, it wouldn't take one person to show it off once. wWw!QuANbEn-XiAoShUo!COm
Unexpectedly, the disgusting smugness on Old Man Baori's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by solemnity and solemnity. He clasped his fists again and seriously returned the gift to the monks present, and all of a sudden all the gifts were returned. Everyone was a little confused.
After the old man straightened his back, he pointed at the other three monsters around him, and then said calmly: "Anyone among these is a reclusive swordsman, and his cultivation level is only higher than that of me. Just now I have made repeated mistakes, not to show off my skills, but because the matter is of great importance and I want all my comrades to understand that since we are born, the world will really be in catastrophe! Please forgive me for being disrespectful! Until the time comes. When peace returns to the world, if the old man is still alive, he will apologize to everyone again!"
But in the blink of an eye, the old man turned from a wealthy man who had succeeded in his career to a highly respected outsider. Fei Fei curled up the corner of his mouth unnoticeably, and his hand holding the sun was first suppressed and then raised with great skill. People are afraid, and usually they can't help but make excuses for themselves, not to make enemies of the strong. One of the most common excuses is to excuse the strong and put others' actions into a position of 'things happen for a reason'.
First contempt, then respect: first arrogance and then self-respect, quietly turning other people's fear of themselves into recognition. This is not a trick that everyone can play. Of course, this process of psychological induction is based on the old man's great abilities. If Jifei Shuijing had played this trick, he would have been torn apart by casual cultivators long ago.
Sure enough, most of the casual cultivators bowed and returned the courtesy, and started talking politely.
The old man Baori smiled frankly: "We old monsters usually stay at home, and none of our comrades know us, but if I mention a place, everyone will understand." After saying this, Baori paused and said steadily He said three words: "Black and White Island!"
The monks coaxed, and even the masters of the Five Blessings couldn't help but started whispering, but the little master Liu Zheng's expression was confused and tight.
Although he knew clearly what relationship these four weirdos would have with Liu Xiang. But after hearing the old man say Black and White Island himself. Wen Leyang was still shocked.
The old man holding the sun showed an expression of elder kindness and benevolence. Waiting for the exclamations to stop. Then he spoke again: "A few of us all have a close connection with Black and White Island. To sum it up, it's not a bluff to say that we are the disciples of Black and White Island." He said. The old man suddenly laughed: "It's not nonsense!"
Most casual cultivators are as rough as Niu Lishi. I heard the old man suddenly say bad words. Many people laughed along with it. My feelings for old man Bao Ri deepened in my heart.
Awl was standing next to Wen Leyang. But his body moved slightly. Changli has quick hands and quick eyes. He grabbed her wrist. He shook his head slightly.
The smile on the old man Baori's face did not diminish: "We went up the mountain together. We came here because of what happened on Black and White Island! Two thousand years ago, a demon-suppressing sky cone on Black and White Island was destroyed. The murderer, the cat demon Changli, was protected by the formation. The junior brother chased him for thousands of miles, but he was protected by someone. After a fierce battle, his whereabouts were unknown... Junior Brother Hudao and the monks all over the world only thought that the cat demon had committed suicide. But no one could have imagined it." The old man Bao Ri's tone suddenly changed. He became stern and angry: "A few years ago, the cat demon re-entered the world. Making trouble again!"
The words just fell. The old man Jifei, who had been keeping his eyebrows down at the side, suddenly raised his head. It's like he's become a different person. He asked in a loud and high-spirited voice: "I dare to ask Senior Huri. After Changli came back, what kind of trouble did he make? What kind of trouble did he make?" There was no trace of politeness in his tone. Instead, it was filled with accusations.
Fei Fei laughed loudly, gently pulled Wen Leyang's sleeve, and said in a low voice: "The old Taoist is not stupid!"
As he said that, Fei Fei quickly took out a telescope from his bag and raised it up to look at Jifei without any awareness of the monk. After a while, Fei Fei said with a slight surprise: "The old Taoist's expression... seems... to have a backer. He It’s like he knows Changli is here!”
Wen Leyang was originally wondering, there is no need for the old man to jump out like a show of determination now, and who should he jump out to show? Hearing Fei Fei's words, he was suddenly surprised and a little curious at the same time. Xiao Sha's disguise technique was so amazing that even they themselves couldn't recognize themselves. It would be damning if Ji Fei knew that Chang Li had also come to the Goddess Peak.
Old Taoist Jifei didn't wait for Old Man Baori to speak, and continued to question him like a barrage of questions: "Changli was already a top demon fairy two thousand years ago, and everyone in the cultivation path couldn't do anything to her..."
Wen Leyang nodded to Feifei. The old Taoist Jifei had already begun to flatter him, so he must have known that they were coming.
"As a casual cultivator, I just want to be free and happy. We don't care about the battle between good and evil, or the fight between demons and evil. Regardless of whether what you say is true or false, even if Changli is born, does it have anything to do with us?" Jifei His words were not progressive at all, but they were extremely pleasant to the ears of the casual cultivators. The old Taoist sneered again: "Is it possible that all the swordsmen with the power to reach heaven and earth want us casual cultivators to deal with that raccoon dog?" Fairy?"
Xuan, the old man holding the sun, raised his eyebrows and was about to speak. Unexpectedly, Jifei, who had already shut up, suddenly spoke loudly: "Although Jifei Shuijing is a junior, he still dares to make a wild promise here: If the raccoon station is now In front of me, if you ask me to help him deal with you, I won't do it. Again, casual cultivators don't care about the rights and wrongs of the world. They just want to be free and happy. I don't care about your Black and White Island, Liu Xiang, or Jueding. Sword Immortal, what a great monster!"
After finishing speaking, Old Taoist Jifei breathed a sigh of relief and stood awe-inspiringly opposite the old man Baori. As expected, he looked a bit like a master when the mountain peak blew, but the gleam from the corner of his eye quickly glanced at where Wen Leyang and others were standing. …
The old man Baori was repeatedly beaten by Jifei, and his face became increasingly angry. Mr. Rust reached out and took Baori's arm. They came to the Goddess Peak to ask the monks from all over the world to do something for them. Although the accusation was insignificant, they were the organizers of this conference after all. If they were afraid of death with a slap in the face, the monks would lose their hearts even if they did not dare to risk their lives.
The fat lady Rexiangu took two steps forward, with a friendly expression on her face, and smiled at Jifei: "I'm afraid this Taoist priest still doesn't understand that the cat demon and her accomplices wanted to release Liu Xiang back then, and they have reentered the world this time. After that, he rescued his evil accomplices on the plateau, and then killed our fellow disciples who stayed on the plateau... "
Wen Leyang looks extremely ancient
Chang Li looked at each other. According to the big fat woman, if the evildoer is an accomplice, wouldn't Na Qian become his master Tuo Xie? If you think about it carefully, you can understand that this group of people not only want to deal with Master Changli, but also want to kill Monkey Qianren just like Wu Dudu, so they just get together and say that anyway, all of Changli's accomplices deserve to die.
But what does Monkey Qian have to do with these people, or with Black and White Island. Thinking about what happened to Qian Ren, Wen Leyang couldn't help but glance at Aizi, and an idea came to his mind that shocked him.
"Moreover, not long ago, the three guardian brothers on Black and White Island also died unexpectedly!" Rexiangu's voice was clear and pleasant. As she spoke, she was panting as if she had exerted too much effort. What she said when she closed her eyes was a bit fascinating. People are daydreaming, and when they open their eyes, they want to die.
The old Taoist Jifei kept in mind that he was an amnesia patient, and made a look of horror on his face that was too fake in Feifei's eyes: "The three hidden swordsmen on the Black and White Island... have transformed into immortals?!" As he said this, the old Taoist said deeply He took a breath and burst into heart-wrenching tears three times! The young boss Liu Zheng and Wen Leyang have a close relationship, so they must give them this face.
Rexiangu was startled by the old Taoist who cried whenever he asked. She also suppressed her smile and said solemnly: "The cat demon raccoon is very evil. If you don't kill her, I'm afraid it won't be long before she releases Liu Xiang again." world!"
Old Taoist Jifei wiped away his tears, straightened his back again, and frowned: "Does this have anything to do with us casual cultivators?"
Rexiangu knew he was causing trouble, so she held back her temper and said in a deep voice: "When Liu Xiang comes out, all life will be ruined. No monk in the world can stay away from it! This is the relationship between the cat demon, Liu Xiang and you casual cultivators. Got it!"
The fat on Rexiangu's face had quietly formed lines of evil. Old Taoist Jifei panicked and didn't know what to say. At this time, a smiling voice sounded from behind him again: "Sister, Liu Xiang told you , will he go on a killing spree after returning to the world? Will he kill all the cultivators?"
Wen Buzuo walked out with a smile, and the old Taoist Jifei breathed a sigh of relief. When it comes to messing around, this is the real master, and he will be unreasonable as soon as he opens his mouth.
Fairy Guore was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but said: "Xiang Liu is the most evil in the world, the lord of all evil. He has been a monster that has caused trouble to the world since the beginning of time. If he really wants to escape..."
Wen Buzuo's strange laughter did not allow her to finish her words: "They are all folk legends and unofficial historical records. Anyway, I have never heard of any family whose ancestors were actually killed by Liu Xiang. The nine-headed monster was on the Black and White Island." Being trapped in bed and still wallowing in Changbai Mountain has nothing to do with us casual cultivators! But you guys, whether well-intentioned or malicious, instigated us to deal with Changli. Hey, I'm afraid it would be too easy to kill the Goddess Peak directly with you. There is no difference!"
The casual cultivators have begun to talk about it. Of course they don't want Liu Xiang to escape, but they don't want to deal with Changli either. Everyone knows what kind of existence the cat demon is.
Rexiangu giggled again: "You have all misunderstood. The four of us brothers and sisters on the mountain did not want everyone to go head-on to catch the cat demon..."
Still not allowing her to finish her words, Wen Budo shook his big head and walked back and forth on the spot and said: "We are not people who overestimate our capabilities, let alone a team of ten or a hundred people to go down the mountain to catch the civet. "However," Wen Buzuo suddenly stopped and stared at Rexiangu with piercing eyes: "Even if you only ask us to help, don't even think about it! Rogue cultivators have their own way. If there is any battle, you can resolve it yourself. We are not The referee is not a player, and he is not a cheerleader!"
Jifei immediately helped loudly: "Yes, today you are looking for us, and tomorrow she is looking for us, what else are the casual cultivators doing? We might as well break up and join the Five Blessings and become disciples!"
The Five Blessings and Righteous Daoists behind him were all startled, and they secretly scolded the old Daoists for causing trouble and guiding these old monsters to come to them. Not to mention casual cultivators, even if they cultivate the true way, who would want or dare to really intervene in the battle between Changli and Black and White Island.
Rexiangu stopped talking. She turned around and looked at each other with the other three monsters. A contemptuous smile appeared on each other's faces almost at the same time. Old Jifei felt a sudden shock in his heart. He and Wen Bu ran faster than the other. Return to Wufu's queue.
At this time, the young master Liu Zheng came out, with a look of deep confusion on his face. He saluted the four old monsters and said in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "Disciple Kunlun Dao Liuzheng, would you like to ask all the seniors what happened to Black and White Island?" What is the origin?" He has served Tianshu for many years, but he has never heard Tianshu say that Black and White Island has any tributaries or sects in the east. Moreover, the movement techniques of these four people when they went up the mountain were different, and they were not the same as the techniques used to cultivate the Heavenly Book and Heavenly Painting.
However, these four monsters are highly cultivated. Even if they want others to help deal with Liu Xiang, there is no need to use the banner of Black and White Island.
When Rexiangu saw a haggard but handsome young man walking up, she shook her body awkwardly and asked with a smile: "The two of them are messing around. In my opinion, they are probably the accomplices of the cat demon, but you have a clear face and a righteous face, but Why don't you even bother with our words?" As he said this, he nodded and shook his head with regret.
Jifei and Wen Buzuo looked at each other in shock, then shrank deeper into the crowd.
Liu Zheng's expression remained unchanged, and there was no usual looseness in his brows. He just answered seriously: "Kunlun Dao also has some connections with Black and White Island. Master Tianshu has given me the gift of reincarnation. There are more than a thousand disciples of Kunlun Dao who are determined to serve him. The old man takes revenge!”
Rexiangu's eyes suddenly lit up, and she ignored the casual cultivators who were now talking together. She strode up to Liu Zheng, reached out and patted his shoulder: "Then you can be considered a peripheral disciple of Black and White Island. We are a family..."
Unexpectedly, before she could finish her words, a voice so deep that it made people want to sit on the ground and listen suddenly came from the humming resonance of the mountains: "I can't even talk about a named disciple. I don't have such a family." Man!" As he spoke, a young man with a strong build but oozing yellow skin suddenly jumped out of the ground.
Anger flashed across Liu Zheng's face, and he gritted his teeth and said nothing.
Rexiangu laughed so hard that her fat body trembled, and grabbed the sallow-faced young man: "Xiao Sang, why are you here now?" Then she introduced Liu Zheng diligently: "Although he looks young, he is also your elder. , he is Sang Geer, the local emperor of Dagukeng in Hengshan!"
Sang Geer's face was still full of disdain, as if he didn't bother to glance at Liu Zheng from the corner of his eye: "What are you, just pretending! The protector of Black and White Island is not good, the three pustules should have committed suicide long ago, and they have been born secretly for two thousand years, and they are not Death without a burial place..." Before he could finish his words, the four monsters who came first started shouting angrily at the same time:
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Wen Buzu was very happy. No matter how much he messed around, he couldn't stop Liu Zheng from acquainting himself with these Black and White Island compatriots. When he was anxious, two hundred and fifty jumped out from the ground and scolded Liu Zheng back in one sentence.
Liu Zheng's eyes were red: "My master has been hiding from the world for thousands of years, guarding the Black and White Island, fighting raccoons, chasing evil spirits, and finally died tragically for his unrealized ambition. How can I allow you to slander me!"
Wen Buzuo sneered at the same time: "The four...five of you are all peerless sword immortals who help the world. How come you didn't see you taking action when the three sword immortals on Black and White Island fought fiercely with Changli two thousand years ago, and now you jump out to show off your power? It's so big The style!”
Granny Shudou, who looked like a 7, suddenly raised her head, and her cold eyes directly picked Wen Buzuo out of the pile of monks: "The thief who is sowing discord..."
Unexpectedly, before she finished her words, Xiao Sang interrupted her with a sneer. Every time he laughed, the whole mountain under his feet would shake and responded: "You can't even do this little thing well, you can die without guilt, and you still have the face to let people know." Can you help?"
The other four monsters looked at each other and were stunned for a while. They didn't understand what kind of wind Sang Geer had. Naturally, they had to rely on these monks to do something when they went to Huashan. Sang Geer was usually weird-tempered and narrow-minded, but he didn't mess around. to this extent.
The young master Liu Zheng gritted his teeth and roared angrily: "Sword, law, seal!" There was a bang, and then cold light filled the air, and the Kunlun sword array, which had already shared his heart and soul, suddenly appeared in the air. Body, shaking its head and tail like an angry dragon, rolling around the Tu Emperor Sang Geer: "Apologise, otherwise I will kill you without mercy!"
Liu Zheng didn't understand why this gangster was scolding him as soon as he jumped out. Although he was furious, he still left some room for action and did not directly command the sword array to kill the opponent.
No, the Tudi Emperor Sang Geer was even more irritable than him, roaring angrily: "Rebellion, rebellion! You little bastard dares to attack me!" Immediately, there was a loud clashing sound, and he had already used his magical power to rush out. ! The young master Liu Zheng's expression tightened and he showed no mercy. He gritted his teeth and squeezed the sword skills with his hands. Countless long swords were like sharks that suddenly smelled the smell of blood. They turned around violently and moved towards them mercilessly. Sang Geer killed and left!
When Wen Leyang was still on the top of Yuanxue, Liu Zheng and the Seventy-Two Sword Masters worked together to display the power of the sword formation, which even the resurrection of Tianshu Master was difficult to withstand. During the recent period, Liu Zheng continued to integrate the skills on the plateau, and now Without the cooperation of the Seventy-Two Sword Masters, he could wield 80% of the power of the sword array on his own. However, under the mighty power, not only was he unable to kill Sang Ge in one fell swoop, but he was threatening to break through the sword array.
Sang Geer roared repeatedly in the formation: "Everyone under my sect, kill this monster!" As soon as he said the words, fifty or sixty monks who were among the casual cultivators or the Shizong, responded at the same time, and turned around. He rushed toward the young leader Liu Zheng like lightning.
Although the Seventy-Two Sword Masters stayed on the plateau, Liu Zheng was still surrounded by the Great Lama Rangjiong, Old Rabbit Demon Bule and others. The Tantra and Mercy Temple monks rushed towards each other.
After the two fights, everyone, whether it was Shizong or the casual cultivators, could not help but exclaim in low voices. Except for Bu Le, Shan Juan, Rang Jiong and a few other well-known masters, the Great Compassion Temple and As soon as the magic weapon of the plateau cultivator touched those Sang Geer disciples, they immediately felt like the ice and snow had hit the coals, and they retreated in defeat!
As for masters like Lao Tuyao and Rang Jiong, they only entangled four or five people on the other side. The young leader Liu Zheng gritted his teeth and separated a sword dragon from the sword formation to stop the enemy. The sword array had become thinner and it was almost impossible to trap the Earth Emperor.
The one-character Gong Xia boss who always cared about loyalty roared loudly, swung his spear and shouted at the disciple who was sitting down: "Array!"
The Yizigong disciples formed a formation in an instant and were about to help Liu Zheng. Just when they were about to fight, the other four monsters finally shouted at the same time: "Stop!" Granny Shudou repeated her old trick and rushed forward with a sway. Entering the Kunlun sword formation, he quickly took out a corner of the sword formation and released Sang Geer. Almost at the same time, Rexiangu was satisfied and held Sang Ge's hand to prevent him from killing Liu Zheng.
The old man holding the sun took a step forward and shouted loudly: "Borrow the sun!" Then the magic formula was entangled and slammed into the air. A round of unimaginably bright golden light exploded in the air. All the monks who were fighting could only He felt a huge force cut into his limbs and bones, and the flowing blood became as heavy as mercury. Even his little fingers could no longer move. It was not until the golden light dissipated that his body finally became lighter and returned to normal.
Mr. Rusty did not move at all. His eyes, which were as rusty as his skin color, were firmly fixed on the others to prevent anyone from taking the opportunity to make a sneak attack.
A melee was quickly resolved, and everyone understood that if these five monsters joined forces, Wufu's people would have no chance of winning! Everyone was shocked and relieved at the same time. At this moment, a strange scream suddenly rang out. A young man looked like a koala who was learning to fly, tumbling all the way with his hands and feet tied. Flying from casual cultivation to the right path and the five blessings.
Although the young man's flying posture was extremely weird, the mighty sound of breaking through the air actually echoed with a gust of wind and thunder rolling among the mountains. The monks with a slightly lower level of cultivation could not even stand steadily when he flew over their heads. He staggered and fell backwards, and where he finally landed, he was at the angle of four monsters, firmly facing the young leader Liu Zheng.
Wen Leyang was so angry. He was frightened and anxious just now, gritting his teeth and ready to help at any time. Leng Buding and Zhuizi worked on the left and right at the same time. They whispered, "Ask what's going on" and threw him away. Out.
The faces of the five monsters were all shocked at the same time, and they looked up and down at Wen Leyang with cold eyes.
As expected, Old Taoist Jifei knew that it was Wen Leyang who was flying over. His face was extremely surprised, but his eyes were full of smiles. Quietly pulling the water mirror, he stood two steps forward.
The local emperor Sang Geer saw another one jumping out and asked bitterly: "Who are you again!"
Wen Leyang stared back at him unceremoniously: "I jumped out to ask, what are you doing up the mountain for?" It was the first time that Wen Leyang called himself me to others, and Wen Leyang felt quite comfortable.
Most of the casual cultivators had strange expressions. Yes, the fight had already started, but I still didn’t know what these people were doing when they went up the mountain to find the casual cultivators.
The local emperor Sang Geer was also stunned and looked at the shy Rexiangu who hugged him: "You haven't said what you want them to do?"
The other four monsters blushed at the same time: "I haven't had time to say it yet!" (Quanben Novel Website www.QuANbEn-XiAoShUo.com)