Chapter 189: Trish leaves

Early the next morning, at the door of the Jubao Newspaper Office, all the disciples of the Blue Moon Ghost Sect packed their bags and waited at the door. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In fact, these immortal cultivators don't have any bags to pack, all of them are packed in storage bags, and it is very convenient to travel at ordinary times.

What was different this time was that a group of people had to hold a gold statue, which had no way to go east into the storage bag, so they had to be placed outside and carefully transported back all the way.

Cui Xi also knew that his fellow disciple was not dead, but was imprisoned by Li Wenyuan's supernatural powers. As long as the person is not dead, the other Cui Xi are not too worried, anyway, when he returns to the sect, naturally the master of the sect will take action and restore it to its original state.

Glancing back behind her, the corners of Tracy's mouth outlined an imperceptible sneer, then turned her head to look at the waiting fellow doorman, and said with a wave of her arm.

"Let's go, go back to the sect!"

Li Wenyuan saw everything outside clearly, although he didn't notice the sneer that Cui Xi had before leaving, but he knew very well in his heart that the follow-up effects of this matter had just begun.

After a while, Ye Xingxing walked into the door and said to Li Wenyuan: "Big brother, those people have already left, but ......!"

"It's just nothing, you don't hurt to say it!" Li Wenyuan's face was very calm, and he looked at Ye Xingxing and said unhurriedly.

"Before Cui Xi left, he seemed to have said something to our guys, just now there were a lot of guys, they wanted to come to see the eldest brother, but I stopped them, I don't know what to do!"

When Li Wenyuan heard Ye Xingxing's words, he didn't respond to him immediately, but instead stretched out a hand, used his magical power to pinch it in his hand, and quickly understood the cause and effect. Silently putting down his palm, Li Wenyuan sighed softly, "It seems that in the future, our newspaper's business will have competitors!"

When Ye Xingxing heard Li Wenyuan's words, he was slightly stunned, and immediately understood, and then his expression immediately became angry, "Big brother, how dare they do this, what are we going to do?"

Shaking his head gently, a smile suddenly appeared on Li Wenyuan's face, and he said to Ye Xingxing: "You can't blame them, everyone has the essence of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil, let alone being an immortal cultivator." Since they want to leave, we can't keep it if we force it, but people can go, but the spell of our newspaper has to stay!"

After Li Wenyuan finished speaking, he asked Ye Xingxing to bring in the list of people who were leaving, and then invited all the people to the lobby, found out the contracts they signed at that time one by one, asked them to sign and draw, and then asked them to leave.

Just as these people left the Jubao newspaper office with joy and walked out of the newspaper door, suddenly in their minds, all the magical memories about printing, photography, and so on disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared.

Everyone looked at each other a few times, looking at each other one by one, and it was only at this time that there was a trace of regret in their hearts, but by this time it was too late.

Cui Xi led a group of disciples of the Blue Moon Ghost Sect, and soon returned to the sect, dispersed all the outer disciples, and took his fellow disciples, who had turned into a golden statue, to meet the elders of the sect.

The sect station of the Blue Moon Ghost Sect is different from other sects, it is not a towering immortal mountain, but a bottomless abyss canyon. Even the canyon goes all the way down, and there are countless caves on the stone walls on both sides, as well as high platforms that protrude from time to time on the stone walls, and it can be seen that there are many people working on them.

Going all the way down the canyon, Cui Xi only felt that the temperature around his body was getting lower and lower, and even the spiritual power of heaven and earth in the air also carried a trace of cold aura, and from time to time, there would be a few wandering spirits flying by.

Soon, Tracy came to his destination, went to a cave in front of a stone wall, knelt down at the door and shouted: "Disciple Trash, come to see the master, I have something important to see!"

As soon as his voice fell, the prohibition at the door of the cave suddenly opened, and a one-horned ghost king with a blue face and fangs walked out and signaled to him, and Trash followed him into the cave.

As soon as I entered the cave, I saw a white jade platform, sitting on a young Taoist, meditating with his eyes closed, behind his body, there was a faint blue moon shadow, exuding a faint blue light, making people feel a quiet and serene artistic conception, as if the soul is the final destination. Under the illumination of the moonlight, the body of the young Taoist also seemed to be transparent, and it was clear that sitting there made people feel an illusory feeling.

Cui Xi stood respectfully in front of the young Taoist, not daring to disturb at all. After about a stick of incense, the young Taoist opened his eyes and focused on Cui Xi who was standing in front of him.

"The apprentice is in such a hurry to find a teacher, why is it the matter?"

"Master Qiqi, the apprentice and Senior Brother Hai went to the Jubao Newspaper Office for protection, and at that time, Li Wenyuan, the owner of the Jubao Newspaper, was traveling, and Senior Brother Hai took the apprentice to live in the Jubao Newspaper Office. I didn't expect to live in Li Wenyuan's room, yesterday Li Wenyuan returned to the newspaper office, his cultivation has broken through to the realm of Jindan, Senior Brother Hai disagreed with him, he was punished by him with his supernatural powers, turned into a golden statue, and asked Shizun to rescue!"

Cui Xi didn't distort what happened too much, but he didn't say much about some important details, giving people the feeling that although they were at the bottom first, Li Wenyuan bullied the small, and they seemed to have been wronged.

"Where is your Senior Brother Hai?" the young Taoist asked.

Trash immediately brought in the golden statue and placed it in front of the young Taoist.

"Hey! It's really a good supernatural power, and it does have a bit of a door!" the young Taoist looked the statue up and down a few times, and said with some admiration.

Then his eyes froze, and a pale blue glow emanated from his hand, enveloping the golden statue, but under the light blue glow, the golden statue did not move.

The young Taoist's eyes froze, the mana in his body frantically moved, and the light blue moon shadow behind him resurfaced, and he shouted violently: "Blue Moon Divine Power - the bright moon is flawless, broken!"

Finally, under the light blue light, the golden statue began to slowly change, as if it had dissolved, from head to toe, slowly faded from gold and returned to its original color.

When the young Taoist withdrew his supernatural powers, and the person who had become a statue had fully recovered, the other party suddenly knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the young Taoist and said, "Thank you for saving me, and please make the master the master for me!"

"Hai Zhanyuan, you don't have to say much, the other party has shown mercy to you, just wants to punish you, and does not kill you. Now that you have recovered, then you can step back, and the rest of the things are planned for the teacher!" the young Taoist waved his hand and motioned for the two of them to go out.

Hai Zhanyuan was still a little unwilling, after he was turned into a golden statue by Li Wenyuan, although the whole person could not act, but his consciousness was sober.

When a person is stripped of all senses and imprisoned in a golden statue, that sense of loneliness, just over a day, makes him feel an incomparable pain, and the resentment towards Li Wenyuan is also deeply ingrained in his heart. But his master had already spoken, and although he was unwilling in his heart, he could only endure it and retreat with Cui Xi.

After the two of them withdrew, the young Taoist suddenly opened his palm, and on his somewhat illusory and transparent palm, there was a trace of gold.