When the real person Tianlang came, the people who were clamoring in the past all shut up.
Everyone came directly from the Floating Cloud Sect to the Woyun Sect, and they were also riding in that kind of large flying boat.
"Wait, where is Big Fatty?" Qingtong raised his hand and blocked Liu Bi's way.
"The real person Qingtong is afraid that he has recognized the wrong person. This time, it is not our Liu Yunzong who caught it, but your wife who has never been there." Liu Bi picked up a handkerchief and covered her mouth, giggling with laughter. She knew that the so-called "engagement" was nothing but a rumor, a joke that the Sect Master of Qingyun Sect always wanted to promote but was always declined.
"Liu Bi, talk nonsense again!" Yun Yuan slapped her with a palm. She is an elder of a sect. Although her heart is happy and clear, she has yet to say anything about the marriage. Liu Bi's statement is clearly because ridicule her.
"Yo, why are you rushing up like this? I didn't say who the wife who didn't go through the door was, so I hurried to admit it?" Liu Bi tossed the veil in her hand, and the soft veil immediately turned into a hard shield. , to resist Yun Yuan's palm strength as much as possible.
Yun Song watched his junior sister fight with others, and didn't care much, just looked at Qingtong and sneered.
Qingtong turned to look at him: "You caught it?"
Everyone was speechless for a while, and just after saying that it was his fiancee who arrested him, Qingtong went to question Yunsong, as if his fiancee was Yunsong. Take a look at Yunsong's wrinkled face and thief brows and eyes, and look at Qingtong, who is as beautiful as a fairy in the cloud...
"Qingtong, don't be in a hurry, let everyone go in and talk slowly." Tian Lang stroked his beard and opened his mouth quite calmly, looking like a fairy.
People from other sects couldn't help but admire secretly in their hearts, Tianlang Zhenren was worthy of being the head of a sect, and this kind of bearing was truly unmatched.
Mo Tianliao was very unhappy, he stepped forward to hold Qingtong, he glared at him, and changed to help: "Master, let's go in and talk."
Everyone came to the suspension bridge, and the five-mile-long suspension bridge swayed in the wind, which was very terrifying. Everyone took out flying swords and wanted to step over, but found that there was no way to control the sword here.
"There are falling sword stones on both sides of the cliff, please walk over the bridge." Master Tianlang smiled kindly and stepped onto the suspension bridge first.
Install falling sword stones on both sides of such a high cliff? People who came to Woyunzong for the first time felt that this was unreasonable. Isn't it obvious that it will cause trouble for people who come and go
In fact, even a few elders who have been here more than once felt that Wo Yunzong had nothing to do.
"I still remember that when Qing Ming was still alive, there was no such suspension bridge." Yun Yuan ended her fight with Liu Bi, straightened her dress and walked over quickly, as if she casually walked to Qingtong's side, and said. .
Master Qingming is Qingtong's master. It is said that he disappeared five hundred years ago when he arrived at the transcendence period. As long as the tribulation period is reached, the monk will leave his sect and look for the opportunity to transcend the calamity.
"So, Master Yun Yuan is more than a thousand years old? Disrespectful and disrespectful, my master is less than five hundred years old." Mo Tianliao changed direction, walked between Qingtong and Yunyuan, and said with a smile.
Yun Yuan's complexion immediately became very ugly. A woman, even a woman who cultivated immortals, cared about her age after all. Saying this, it's as if she is an old woman, and Qingtong is still a young boy, plus the so-called "engagement" that Liucai preached...
Qingtong glanced at Mo Tianliao with a slight smile in his eyes, and said to him through a voice transmission, "Aren't you almost a thousand years old? You're too embarrassed to talk about others."
Mo Tianliao raised his eyebrows, turned around and bit his ear with Master: "I'm only eighteen this year." You were dragged into the hole by you old demon. I didn't dare to say the last sentence, but the meaning is very clear.
The scorching breath sprayed on his ears, causing the white jade-like ears to turn pink. Qingtong carried his elbow and lifted his foot onto the soft bridge.
Yun Yuan was very embarrassed to be left aside by the two masters and apprentices who were no one else around, so she had to stand still and wait for the people of Qingyun Sect.
The people of Wo Yunzong are used to walking. Even the outer sect disciples in the refining period can walk briskly across the suspension bridge, and people from other sects are not so easy. Those Jindan and Nascent Soul cultivators, who were invincible on weekdays, were trembling and trembling when they walked up.
There is a falling sword stone here. If it falls, the flying sword will not be able to fly, and it will be smashed to pieces.
After finally arriving at the Woyun Hall, everyone was relieved when they heard Yan Lie in red clothes smiling and saying: "Everyone has come from afar, the Woyun Sect is full of brilliance, the visitor is a guest, you don't need to bring any gifts. , just return the things of my sect."
Saying this, he clapped his hands, summoned a few of his own disciples, and motioned them to check the two flying boats parked outside the door, and retrieve the lost monster in Qingtong.
"Wait!" Yun Song stopped immediately, and snorted coldly, "Wo Yunzong's private possession of a demon cultivator, I want to search our flying boat before I can figure it out?"
"Why do you hide the monsters that Shishu raised by himself?" Yan Lie smiled.
At the same time, outside the mountain gate, the disciples of Chifeng and Chishan had already surrounded Qingyunzong's flying boat to prevent them from running with the tiger.
"Hmph, the monsters have been raised to their transformation and have not yet signed a blood contract. This is a threat to the entire cultivation world. If everyone raises monsters into transformations, then the monsters will be stronger than people, and it will not be messed up!" Yun Matsui said righteously.
Monster beasts are controlled by people, because there are few monsters in the world today, and there are many people who cultivate. Monster beasts are often drawn into blood contracts when they are young, and when they transform into shape, they are already obedient pets. Even if there are some wild disguised demon cultivators, they will immediately sign a contract if they are caught.
Monster beasts originally have souls that are stronger than human cultivation. If they are allowed to cultivate, when the monster clan grows, they will definitely take revenge on human cultivation, and the cultivation world will be in chaos.
Everyone agreed and nodded. This Qingtong real person not only did not make a contract with him, but also raised him as a personal disciple, which is really inexplicable.
"The monster in this seat, how do I want to raise it and still use you to point my fingers?" Qingtong snorted coldly, the meaning is very clear, but he is a defeated general, what qualifications does he have to give pointers to this seat
"Hmph, so, there must be a lot of monsters hidden on this mountain?" Liu Bi nodded with a handkerchief, and greedily swept over the people of Wo Yunzong, "I'm not sure which of them are. Which is the monster?"
Xuanji stood beside Hua Qing and Yu Li, while Tian Lang stood next to Zi Mo, Bai Luo, Yan Lie, and when he was swept by the cold eyes, he felt a chill behind his back.
Liu Bi narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her hand suddenly, and pulled out a long training horn from her sleeve, urging it with mana, and remembered with a "hum—".
Mo Tianliao's pupils shrank suddenly. Although the double cultivation of these days has replenished Qingtong with a lot of soul, the repair of the soul is a long process, and it is still in a state of incompleteness. Such a huge training horn, even with him to do The pendant will also cause Qingtong discomfort.
So, at the same time as Liu Bi shot, Tai Shi turned into a streamer and ran up the roof, turning into a big bell that rang. The loud noise washed away the sharp voice of Xun Lingjiao, and nothing could be heard.
"Everyone, forgive me, it's time for my sect to eat," Mo Tianliao smiled and winked at Yanlie, "Senior Brother Yanlie, can you prepare meals for the guests today?"
"It's ready," Yan Lie took it very naturally, "Since the meal bell is ringing, if there is anything else, it's better to talk about it after dinner."
"Immortal cultivator, what do you want to eat!" Liu Bi's face turned blue with anger. It's very unethical to use the training horn in other people's sects. She just did this when they were not prepared. If you take it out again It was estimated that Tian Lang was going to teach her a lesson.
"Wo Yunzong cultivates the method, pays attention to conforming to the way of heaven, and you still have to eat rice," Tian Lang said solemnly, "If you want to inediate, Wo Yunzong does not force it, just drink a cup of tea at will."
After speaking, they led the people of Wo Yunzong to Wotian Cave. The people of Qingyunzong and Liuyunzong looked at each other and followed to see what tricks they were playing.
In the Wotian Cave, in the dining hall, a tall black-clothed man came over with a fragrant roasted lamb chop, saw everyone stunned for a moment, and said, "Your uncles are also eating in Wotian Cave today. ?" Looking at the lamb chops in his hand, the man scratched his head, as if it wasn't enough, he had to make more.
"Yeah." Qingtong and Xuanji responded and did it at the top.
Mo Tianliao glanced curiously at the simple-hearted man. This should be Mo Xiong who had never seen him before. I heard that he had gone to pick up his junior brother Lang Zi earlier.
I thought it was a plan to slow down the army, but the people of Wo Yunzong really sat down and feasted on lamb chops and chicken thighs, and only poured a cup of tea for the guests.
Seeing that these people were eating with relish, and the fragrance was constantly entering his nose, even Yunsong, who had been trying to find fault, couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
Yunsong: Follow along and see what they want to do
Big Bear: There's more to do
Zi Mo: I want to cook chicken legs
Sovereign: want to grill lamb chops
Bai Luo: Ask for hot and sour cabbage
Yuli: To dry fry the bugs
Small Claw: Braised carp
Yunsong:…