"Wang Lin, the Shang family cannot be humiliated, you have to pay the price of blood. The bearer of the flag shouted.

Wang Lin subconsciously turned around, and finally saw the face of the person who came, it turned out that this person was the patriarch who reminded everyone in the Shang family's main hall before, and he was also the only cultivator of the Shang family.

The golden banner was majestic, only a stone's throw away from Wang Lin, and it was about to blast Wang Lin into a serious injury. At this moment, a sword light flew out of the sky and hit the golden banner.

Boom! The sword light and the banner attacked together, and a loud bang erupted, and for a while, the golden sound was resonant, and the fire was soaring into the sky, and the entire Tianlan City was shocked by this loud sound. And Wang Lin was in the center of this sword and light banner, and the power of the two erupted knocked him back to a hundred zhang away, knocking down more than a dozen houses one after another.

The sword light is powerful, far above the majesty released by the banner, the light shield formed by the golden banner is shattered in response to the sound after only one breath, and the sword light is not reduced, knocking the banner into the air, only taking the elders of the Shang family.

Seeing that the sword light did not stop, the Shang family elder was shocked, and immediately pinched the trick to recall the golden banner in front of him. It's a pity that the gap in strength makes his defense as fragile as paper, and a charged blow can only block the sword light, how can he resolve this crisis in a hurry.

The sword light first pierced the golden banner, and then pierced the Shang family elder in half.

The elder of the Shang family fell from the sky, his eyes were glazed, and he pointed to the figure in front of him and said, "You are the Sect Master of Xiaoshan Sect, Nangong Dawn." ”

Nangong Dawn stretched out his hand, and the Zhengyang Sword flew back, hanging beside Nangong Dawn, with a burst of power.

Nangong Poxiao snorted coldly: "The people of the Shang family are really shameless, intercepting and killing people first, sneaking people back, such a family, sooner or later, will die, today by this sect will send you on the road." ”

The boss of the Shang family was shocked, and hurriedly spoke: "Nangong is dawning and slow, can you let the old man die?"

Nangong Xiaoxiao's hand that had just stretched out retracted again, and said impatiently: "I'm going to die, I still care about this." Just ask!"

The elder of the Shang family asked unwillingly: "The reason why the Wang family wants to destroy the Shang family is that Chen'er intercepted and killed his junior brother, why did the Nangong sect master come today?"

Nangong Poxiao sneered: "Wang Lin's junior disciple is the secret disciple of this sect, is this reason enough!"

As soon as Nangong broke Xiaoxiao's words, it immediately made the people of the Wang Shang family stagnate, how many layers of background does this Mu Bai's Qi Condensation disciple have, first the Wang family stood up to fight hard, and then the sect master of Xiaoshan personally took action.

Wang Lin flew out of the ruins of the house, stood beside Nangong Xiaoxiao, bowed his hand, and said, "Senior Brother Sect Master is really timely, if it weren't for your sword, I would definitely be seriously injured." ”

Nangong Xiaoxiao glanced sideways, glanced at Wang Lin, and said, "It's okay." ”

"Sect Master!" hundreds of Changhong flew over, standing behind Nangong Xiaoxiao, bowing and bowing.

"Excuse me!"

Shang Qian stood in the formation, and when he saw such a lineup, his feet were weak, he sat down on the ground, and muttered to himself: "Who is bad for this rebel, if you have to provoke such a person, the Shang family is really finished." ”

Nangong Dawn glanced at the Shang family's big array with cold eyes, and said, "After breaking the formation, there will be no one left. ”

The elder of the Shang family suddenly knelt on the ground and said in a low voice: "The old man is willing to punish himself for the crime of sneak attack, and I hope that the sect master of Nangong will leave a way for the Shang family to live." After speaking, without waiting for Nangong to break dawn and speak, he raised his palm and slapped his Tianling Gai, and the red and white things splashed all over the ground, and for a while, the atmosphere in the field was quite strange.

"Third uncle!" Shang Qian shouted on his knees.

"Old Ancestor!" Shang Qian's disciples all knelt on the ground. ”

The old man of the Shang family made his own decision and struck first, if Nangong broke dawn and insisted on destroying the Shang family, he would inevitably be criticized by other sects. But who is Nangong Dawn, the master of a sect, how can he be coerced by others, but the action of the elder of the Shang family also plays a certain role.

Nangong broke the dawn and said condensedly: "The monk of the Shang Jiayun Divine Realm is dead, and this matter is stopped." ”

Shang Qian knew in his heart that the sect master of Xiaoshan Sect was in person, and it was the maximum that he could achieve such a result.

At this moment, the Shang family was dead and silent, and those elders were even more miserable in their hearts, so they also waved the butcher's knife at their own condensation juniors, but at this time, the butcher's knife was on their own necks.

Suddenly, a figure rushed out of the Shang family's formation and shouted: "Lao Tzu is not surnamed Shang, he is just a guest in the Shang family, why should he die with the Shang family." ”

Nangong Dawn sneered, the Zhengyang Sword flew out again, the sword light flashed, and the figure fell from the sky, and those who were already dead could not die anymore. When the rest of the elders of the Shang family saw this, their eyes were full of despair.

That Elder Keqing died, Shang Qian didn't even blink his eyes, and at the moment of life and death, it was inevitable that relatives would betray each other, not to mention outsiders who were just for cultivation resources.

Shang Qian raised his hand, put the spirit sword on his shoulder, looked directly at Nangong Dawn, and said: "Shang Jiayun Divine Realm and above are willing to cut themselves, I only hope that the Nangong Sect Master will abide by his promise!"

After speaking, the spirit sword in his hand slashed across his neck, and Shang Qian's head rolled to the side. The elders of the Shang family knew that it was difficult to live, and their hearts were like ashes, and they committed suicide after explaining to the younger generations in the family.

Wang Lin silently walked towards Dan Feng Jue, knelt on the ground with a plop, and said in a condensed voice: "Master, the matter of the junior brother, the fault lies with me, if it weren't for my negligence, I wouldn't let the Shang family harm the junior brother." ”

Feng Jue's face was withered, and his eyes had lost their former brilliance. Feng Jue has been obsessed with Dan Dao all his life, and it is precisely by virtue of Dan Dao that he has reached the realm of cultivating Dan and has a longevity of nearly a thousand years. But the talent is limited, there is no hope of breaking through the realm, and the breakthrough of Dan Dao has no clue, and the old man wants to train a Dan Dao master for the sect, and finally receives a disciple with great Dan Dao talent, who has not yet been taught, and dies like this, which is undoubtedly a great blow to him, who is known as Dan idiot.

After being silent for a long time, Feng Jue stretched out his hand to help Wang Lin up, and said, "Third child, Mu Bai's death is not your fault, maybe his life should be like this." ”

After a pause, Feng Jue continued: "The people of the Wang family will do their best to avenge Mu Bai, your intentions are known to the teacher, take them back, and the teacher wants to be quiet." ”

At this moment, Feng Jue was walking on the street, his figure was so lonely, and he only heard Feng Jue's voice from afar: "Everything is fate, and no one can help it!"

Looking at the depressed master, Wang Lin had a lot of words in his heart, but he didn't know how to speak, and finally had to say, "Take care, master!"

Nangong Dawn turned around and said to the elders: "You all go back to the sect first, Senior Brother Long Yangzi stays and takes me to the place where Mu Bai has fallen, I want to investigate it myself." ”

The day before yesterday, Mu Bai was not dead, but was wrapped in a cocoon by the blood emitted by the fish dragon pendant and slept in it.

In the blood cocoon, Mu Bai's consciousness came to another place, where he saw a boundless mountain, where the mountain was, except for the boundless mountain range, was a void.

He wandered aimlessly in the mountains, and on the way, he saw dragons haunting the mountains, met transparent ghosts, met woodcutters cutting trees, and looked at fishermen in the distance. In this boundless mountain, he seems to have experienced countless years, he has met too many people, all kinds of people, there are ordinary mortals, there are also gods and demons with magical powers, but unfortunately, these people can't see him.

On this day, he walked as always, but he did not see a person or a thing for a whole day, which made him puzzled, in this mountain, he could see foreign objects day and night, and he never thought that today he would not see a single thing, and he would not meet a person.

After a long time, a grass hut appeared in front of him, the grass hut was dilapidated, and driven by curiosity, he walked to the grass hut and pushed the door in.

In the grass house, there is no miracle that Mu Bai thinks, and there is no alien space, just a young Confucian sitting quietly, with a faint light emitted by the bronze oil lamp on the wooden table, looking at the books.

After seeing the face of the Confucian scholar clearly, Mu Bai was shocked in his heart, this young Confucian he had seen, it was the black bell that appeared in his sea of knowledge that day, the person who preached for him.

Mu Bai couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "I never thought I could see him here, but it's a pity that people in this world can't see me, otherwise I would definitely thank him." Since you have preached to me, you will count me as half a teacher, and you should be worshiped by me. ”

Thinking of this, Mu Bai bowed to the young Confucian and buckled his head three times. After standing up, Mu Bai was no longer nostalgic, and was about to turn around and leave, when the Confucian young man suddenly spoke: "You are here!"

Mu Bai paused, then turned around and asked, "Can you see me?"

The young Confucian smiled and said, "Why not, this fish and dragon pendant is made by me, this world is just a dream of mine." ”

Mu Bai was horrified in his heart, shocked by the words of the young Confucian student. Seeing that Mu Bai was so shocked, the young Confucian said: "The test in the Dao Bell that day is just a dream of Taoism, what is the surprise of what I saw today." ”

Mu Bai came to his senses, bowed down, and said, "It's me who is looking, dare to ask the senior, why can I see the senior twice." ”

The young Confucian was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "You call me a senior? Shushan rules, Dao Zhong asks nine questions, and after four questions, he is a disciple of Shushan, and after seven questions, he is a Taoist." There are eight mountain masters in Shushan, and the Heavenly Dao Bell will randomly select one of the eight people to give them the Daozi Pei (Fish and Dragon Pei) they made, and the Daozi Pei is a status symbol, and it will be opened after recognizing the Lord, and the Daozi will be brought into it for preaching.

After a slight pause, the young Confucian continued: "You are now in Daozi Penei, and I am the karmic teacher chosen by the Heavenly Dao Zhong for you, and now what you say is the wisp of soul I left behind, and when the preaching is over, this wisp of my soul will dissipate. ”

It took Mu Bai a long time to react, then he knelt down and bowed, bowed to the young Confucian student, and said, "Disciple Mu Bai, meet... Master!"

The young Confucian said with a smile: "My name is reversed, and my words are annoying." If there is any problem, you can ask now, and after the ministry, my distraction will no longer exist. ”

After Mu Bai was silent for a moment, he asked, "Dare to ask Master, can people be resurrected after death?"

The young Confucian was silent, and after a moment, he said, "Yes!"

Mu Bai said excitedly: "Can Shizun help me resurrect my parents?"

The young Confucian was silent, "I, the wisp of the soul, is responsible for preaching and solving doubts, but this matter can't be!"

Mu Bai's eyes were gloomy, and he continued: "The disciple's talent is extremely poor, and he has five kinds of spiritual roots, can he break through the realm of refining the scriptures to be able to practice the five elements together, and if so, how can he do it?"

The young Confucian said: "The monk condenses the meridians and absorbs the spiritual energy to strengthen himself, the demon beast body coagulates blood to strengthen himself, the ghost absorbs the yin spirit, and the yin qi strengthens himself." These are just ways to reach a higher realm, and the process may be different, but the path is the same. ”

"The reason why people absorb aura is because of the meridians, and the reason why demon beasts refine their bodies is also their natural strengths. You have the five elements in your body, and you can naturally practice the same thing, and in the inheritance, there is a five-element policy that you can learn from. ”