The dawn of the morning indicates the beginning of a new day. Life is like this, as long as you live, you can get by, but you have to get by.

Feng Lian rushed out of the depths of a waterhole, bathed in the early morning sun, feeling extremely comfortable. In the past few days, while healing, he recalled and summarized the first battle of the Eastern Continent, and gained a lot.

Although he still couldn't understand the characteristics of the Honglan Pavilion exercises, he was confident that if he met the woman in red again, he would definitely be able to give her a taste of what it was like to have a spicy hand-destroying flower. But...... If the other party has been successfully promoted and entered the Martial Emperor level, he will still be unable to escape the end of being abused.

Originally, he wanted to understand the Honglan Pavilion exercises under the water, and then wait for his body to fully recover before leaving the customs, but now he is very worried about Mengjie's condition, so he can only advance.

There is no better choice, Feng Lian can only look for it in the direction where Mengjie left.

A few days later, Feng Lian walked to a valley and was about to comfort the Five Organs Mansion when he heard movement in the valley, so he quietly entered the valley.

"Damn, you're there wherever you go!" Feng Lian couldn't help but scold when he saw the situation in the valley.

In the valley, there are dozens of thatched houses and stone houses scattered around, and there is also a wooden archway, on which a plaque reads "the first case of heaven and earth" five big characters, which is really heroic.

An elegant middle-aged man stepped out of the archway with his left foot, and his other foot was held by five or six Martial Immortal-level cultivators. There were nearly a hundred or so people behind those cultivators, holding one by one, connecting in a line, as if they were playing a tug-of-war with the right leg of a middle-aged man.

"Mom, I know you when you turn to ashes!" Feng Lian scolded secretly. The middle-aged man was a scribe in green clothes, and he looked handsome and elegant from the outside, but he still couldn't hide the obscenity revealed by his eyes and subtle expressions. Who else could it be, it was an old madman who had hurt himself so badly that he couldn't be more miserable. It almost made him estranged from Mengjie. I saw Mengjie a few days ago, but she didn't recognize herself, it must be the matter of the Void Spirit Valley that made her angry.

"Big brother, you can stay and be our sect master. ”

"Uncle, as long as you stay and teach us cultivation, we are willing to be your medicine farmers, I swear!"

"Uncle, you can't just leave, as soon as you leave, the people of the Bizheng Sect won't marinate us all into bacon!"

"Ancestor, you have to stay, or the few of us will be finished. ”

............

The crowd cried with snot and tears.

Feng Lian couldn't laugh or cry, but he didn't expect that there would be such a group of people pulling the old madman as the sect master. If you see him for what he really is, will you want to choke him by the neck and shake him as hard as you do......

It's just that this name swallows mountains and rivers, and the people of the sect are too shabby. Feng Lian saw at a glance that the highest level was only a martial immortal, and there were only four of them, and the rest were all mortal realms, and there were only seven people at the level of martial arts. With this lineup, they dare to call it "the first sect in heaven and earth", are they really not afraid that the saliva of the world will drown them?

"You guys just practice here well, and I'll come back later. The next time you come back, your rank is so unsightly, and I will punish you. The old madman said patiently.

"No, I can't let you go, last time you only said to go out for a few days, and you didn't see anyone for years. ”

"That is, the words 'the first sect of heaven and earth' are still written by you, and you, as the sect master, can't leave the sect behind. ”

"Old Ancestor, you just stay, a year, a year, right?" the Martial Immortal pleaded with a handful of snot and tears.

The old madman is easy to say, and everyone will not let go even if they die. With the ability of the old madman, I am afraid that with a slight shake, those people will be wiped out. But he didn't, which shows that he still has feelings for these people.

"Damn, it turned out to be your old bastard's angry name, it's unbearable!" Feng Lian scolded in a low voice. Suddenly, the old madman looked in his direction, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly slipped away.

"Son, I've had a hard time looking for you!" the old madman shouted, Feng Lian was like being tied to the back of a hemp rope, and he couldn't run at all if he wanted to. It was pulled all the way to the archway.

"This is my son, and he is also your little sect master, you can just follow him in the future. The crazy old man pinched Feng Lian's face. There is still a little elegant and elegant image, how obscene it is.

For some reason, being so kneaded by the old madman, Feng Lian not only did not feel disgusted, but felt a little warm and comfortable. When the old madman kneaded enough, Feng Lian felt sick again.

"Boy, who bullied you? The old madman was very distressed, took out a few jade bottles and put them in Feng Lian's hand, and said, "Wait for Dad here and heal well." Daddy is going to get that treasure back. ”

After speaking, he couldn't answer honestly, and when he took one step, he walked out half a mile away, and another step has already dissipated in everyone's field of vision.

Feng Lian wanted to leave, but this group of people killed him and didn't let him leave, even more reluctant than the little lady who had just entered the door. After some struggle, Feng Lian no longer insisted on leaving.

Just now, a cultivator said that the Sect of Reclamation was coming to them for trouble, which was exactly what he wanted. The names of the Pizheng Sect, the Qing Sect, and the Dragon Wing Sect have been deeply rooted in his sea of knowledge. Back then, it was these three sects that joined forces to invade Mo Village, causing the fall of Scar Master. The family was separated, and there has been no news so far, and the fate is uncertain.

This valley is very suitable for healing, the aura and essence in the valley are very strong, but the area is too small, otherwise as the headquarters of the sect, it is the most suitable.

Feng Lian learned that this group of people turned out to be hunters or loose cultivators, and they gathered together for various reasons, so he thought about becoming a sect and winning the world.

Although they are very enthusiastic about themselves, Feng Lian is not stupid enough to think that they are good people. On the contrary, I feel that these people are all outlaws, and from their eyes and other subtle movements, you can see that one is more ruthless than the other.

But they are very affectionate, as long as the loose cultivators and hunters who enter the valley will be taken care of accordingly, and those who are famous and decent will be attacked by them in groups.

Feng Lian didn't want to know about their feathers, he only asked them what they had to do with the old madman.

It turned out that after the cultivator named Mo Zuan went out a few days ago, he met the original enemy and cut off the head of the person for a while. As a result, the enemy invited Bizheng Sect to assassinate him. On that day, there were six killers from the Pizheng Sect, and among them there was also a Martial Emperor Peak.

Where is this group of people who are opponents, more than a dozen people were killed, and Mo Zuan's arms were also cut off by them. Jiang Hualong, who was desperate, remembered that when the old madman carved the name of the sect, he said that when he was in trouble, he climbed to the arrow tower and shouted three times: "Fuck your uncle." ”。 He'll come over.

In the helpless township, Jiang Hualong really climbed to the arrow tower and shouted, and was almost killed by the thunder. Fortunately, the old madman was really recruited. With just a wave of his hand, he swept the people of the Sect out of the valley. and said that this is his territory, and whoever comes to make trouble will kill him. also drew a line, those who dared to cross the archway, no matter who it was, would be killed.

As a result, a god-sealing powerhouse who didn't know where to come was provoked, and the two went to the void to fight for three days. I don't know what the result will be, but then the man retreated, leaving only one sentence: "The day you leave the valley is the day when the valley is washed with blood." ”

Although these people are unruly and arrogant. But waiting for death is also an extremely painful thing for them.

"Damn, I've been cheated by this dead old man again! I've seen a pit father, but I haven't heard of a pit daddy. Feng Lian couldn't help but scold.

Jiang Hualong, who is currently acting as the "sect master", looked at Feng Lian's expression and asked cautiously, "Aren't you the son of the sect master?"

Feng Lian scolded angrily: "Get out of the way, I'm still your father!"

Jiang Hualong was not angry, and said happily: "Then dare to be kind, I can become the grandson of the sect master, who dares to be disrespectful to me again!"

Feng Lian is not even in the mood to kick him away now, and he still thinks about how to deal with the next thing.

The Bizheng Sect, like the Honglan Pavilion, is a sect that specializes in assassination. The difference is that Honglan Pavilion is selective in taking tasks, and they will not take orders for respected sages. And the Bizheng Sect is different, as long as enough money is given, there is no task that they do not accept. It is said that thousands of years ago, they also assassinated a respected astrographer. Hundreds of strongholds were destroyed by the Star Pupil Tower and the two clans. Later, because the powerhouses wanted to go outside the territory to stop a meteor that crashed into the mainland, they were able to escape.

Even with heavy losses in that battle, they were able to recover quickly. It is because they are unscrupulous, they only recognize money and not people, and they are committed to making promises and doing what they say, and their reputation on the mainland is very good. Besides, no one knows where their headquarters is, and there are those masters in the sect, which is a mystery. There is such a mantra circulating in the cultivation world, "It is difficult to find the leader of Honglan Pavilion by digging thousands of feet into the ground, and the people around you may be the killer of the Bizheng Sect." ”。

It means that the leaders of Honglan Pavilion are ever-changing, and few people know their true identities, let alone their appearances. This leader does not only refer to the master of Honglan Pavilion, but the killer of the "Hong" character in the four killer levels of Honglan Pavilion, "Hong, Yin, Feng, and Fu".

Jiang Hualong muttered to himself: "If our sect comes out with a master on the Qingyun list, at least it will be a lot less troublesome." ”

Feng Lian asked, "What's the use of that?"

Jiang Hualong looked at Feng Lian in confusion and asked, "Don't you know? As long as you are on the list of Qingyun List, it is equivalent to having a talisman." Not to mention the Sect of Reclamation, even the most unruly Wu clan will secretly protect you, and the cultivators with higher levels than you don't even have the guts to do anything to you, let alone kill you. Moreover, cultivators who have been in the top three for more than three years on the Qingyun List can also obtain a set of grandmaster-level spiritual weapons or pills. ”

Feng Lian asked suspiciously: "Does the Qingyun list still have this effect? Why?"

Jiang Hualong said: "Of course, I heard that it is to protect the young powerhouse, as if something will be opened when they are promoted to the god realm." Anyway, it's something that can benefit all the gods and powerhouses in the world. I don't know exactly what it is. As long as you're on the list, there's no need to fear being assassinated. However, you will definitely not be less challenged. Being beaten by a group is also commonplace. ”

Feng Lian instantly understood the meaning of Wei Daotian's words, "If you want to live happily or die happily, go to the Eastern Continent." ”

As long as you are on the list, you can happily wait for someone to challenge you, and you don't have to worry about facing those intrigues and tricks, let alone worrying about being attacked by guys who are higher than your rank.

"Big brother, they're coming. There are a total of thirty-one people, all of whom are the peak of martial immortals. A high-ranking cultivator of the Martial Sect ran to Jiang Hualong's side and pointed to the east of the valley and said.

"Look down on our Heaven and Earth First Sect so much, and only send so many people?" Jiang Hualong was not only unhappy, but also very dissatisfied. Thinking back to the way they begged the old madman just now, Feng Lian was speechless, so he could only shut up and see what they did.

The people of the Bizheng Sect walked to the archway and stopped, and shouted: "Listen, the people inside, within a quarter of an hour, send out Mo Zuan's head, and we will all be happy, otherwise the valley will be washed with blood." ”

Jiang Hualong got up and looked around, secretly boosted his courage, and shouted: "If you want someone, come in and get it yourself." Uncle doesn't have a bad preference for giving heads. ”

A man walked up and shouted, "Jiang Hualong, you and I met once back then, hand over the people, and our grievances will be written off from now on!"

Jiang Hualong said angrily: "Yao Dunyi, since you walked into the gate of the Bizheng Sect, the affection between us has run out. Otherwise, you and I will fight, and I will lose, and my head and Mo Zuan's head will be presented together. If you lose, I have only one request, you must not trouble us for ten years. ”

Yao Dunyi said: "I don't have the ability to agree to your request. Your head isn't our target, or ......"

Suddenly, a figure appeared in mid-air, it was the god-sealing powerhouse who had fought against the old madman a few days ago. He glanced at the scattered people in the valley and said, "You can choose three of us as opponents, and we will win two out of three games." If you lose, hand over your head, and you will not leave the valley for a hundred years. You won, and for a hundred years, we will not enter the valley. ”

Jiang Hualong had a bitter face, not that he didn't believe the other party's promise. In this world, except for promises, the rest of the bullshit is not, and the same is true of human life. Even a notorious sect like the Bizheng Sect values commitment more than life, otherwise it would not be possible to become one of the top ten sects.

What he was worried about was that the other party was all at the peak of the Martial Immortals, and on his side, except for him being the peak of the Martial Immortals, the highest of the rest was the intermediate level of the Martial Immortals. Can there be a bitter taste like this?

The god-sealing powerhouse did not urge Jiang Hualong to make a decision, but sat leisurely in the void with his eyes closed and waited for his answer.

Feng Lian watched Jiang Hualong and those Martial Immortal level cultivators discussing there, his expression becoming more and more bitter. He didn't want to be troubled, and he felt that these people were still quite affectionate and righteous. Even if you know that you can't defeat your opponent, you will never betray your companions.

Feng Lian beckoned to Jiang Hualong, and after he walked over, he asked in a low voice, "How sure are you that you can defeat Yao Dunyi?"

Jiang Hualong thought for a moment and said, "I just fought once a few days ago, and I should be sixty percent sure." But even if I win, I lose. ”

Feng Lian patted him on the shoulder and said, "As long as you promise to win Yao Dunyi." Don't worry about the rest. ”

Jiang Hualong looked at Feng Lian's firm eyes and swallowed back what he was about to say. casually grabbed a middle-level companion of the Martial Immortals, and said while walking towards the archway: "Just go through a few moves casually, it's important to save your life, if you can't do it, withdraw it." It is estimated that they did not dare to step over the archway. ”

Walking to the archway, Jiang Hualong turned his head and saluted Feng Lian and said, "My brother's life is entrusted to the young sect master!"

After speaking, he said to Yao Dunyi: "I challenge you!"

Yao Dunyi seemed to have expected him to challenge himself, and said lightly: "I am no longer the person I was when you bullied me, and today I will take back all the dignity I lost before, including the principal and interest." ”

Yao Dunyi's weapon is a Xuan-level first-grade ghost head knife, and Jiang Hualong is a somewhat damaged master third-grade long sword.

When Feng Lian saw their weapons, his heart was much calmer. The long mace is one of the weapons that are extremely difficult to control, in order to exert its maximum power, it must be strong enough, followed by the coordination of body and footwork, in order to exert the power of the long mace splitting, sweeping, smashing and chopping. If he encounters an opponent like Meng Jie with a soft whip weapon, he will suffer a big loss, but in the face of the ghost head knife, in terms of weapons alone, he has taken a great advantage.

The two should be familiar with each other, and the exercises only tentatively attacked for two rounds, and immediately started a fierce melee combat.

Feng Lian watched their battle, and the confidence he had lost in the previous battle with the two black and red women came back a lot. The combat skills of the two in front of him could only be regarded as medium in his eyes. If everyone was like the two women, he could almost go and bury himself in a hole with a hoe.

After a quarter of an hour, Feng Lian's heart rose again. Yao Dunyi's combat skills were much more superb than he imagined. A ghost-headed knife was danced like a soft sword by him.

Every time Jiang Hualong charged up and attacked, his knife seemed to melt, clinging to the body of the former and sliding towards the former's body. Not only can it unload the force, but it can also change the direction of the opponent's attack and disrupt his qi.

Jiang Hualong's face turned red, in addition to being hard, he should be more angry by the other party's playing style. The feeling of being powerful and having nowhere to do it is not very good.

After a stick of incense, Jiang Hualong already had more than a dozen wounds of different depths on his arm. Although Yao Dunyi was not injured, judging from his slightly trembling arms, it was not comfortable.

"You and I have tested each other to this extent, so much. Yao Dunyi took a few steps back and said as lightly as possible.

Jiang Hualong tore off his torn shirt, revealing his horizontal flesh, and said, "Then one move will determine life and death!"