"Ahh Demonic energy? ”

"Especially when Ziqing's life lamp went out just now, I could clearly sense from Bai Xinhan that it was a huge aura that could destroy the world, and there was demonic energy in it! This person is extremely dangerous, and my intuition tells me that I have to find an opportunity to leave immediately, and if I don't leave, it will be too late! "Ink Death's instincts saved his life several times.

"Well, I believe you! Husband. Where are we going now? ”

"Go to Yashima and find Su Xingxie. This thing has been besieged by the people of the dead city for several years before, and there is a ghost cultivation artifact in his hand, the Yin Ice Knife, if you want to say which place is the safest, it is only Yashima. ”

"Hmm. What about the rest of the people in Thousand Ink City? Mrs. Mo asked in silence.

"We can't control so much, let's live and die!" Mo Yan is worthy of being a hero-level figure, Qianmo City is the foundation created by the Mo family for tens of thousands of years, and he himself has invested countless efforts, saying that he will give up like this.

"Husband, you still have me."

Mo Yan held Mrs. Mo's hand tightly and tightened it in response.

Out of the range of Qianmo City, Mo Yan and his wife no longer hid, and directly sacrificed the flying magic weapon and flew in the direction of Yashima.

***

Half Moon Island.

Su Xingxian was teaching on the island, and today was the monthly regular teaching day, and the studious cultivators of Yashima and the towns near Yashima were all present.

In the past, this teaching day was done by the eldest disciple Phantom Jingchen, and now Phantom Jingchen's remnant soul has just been raised, and he has not yet found a suitable body, with the example of Luo Yueying in front, Phantom Jingchen's new body, Su Xingxian should be cautious, and the ugly ones should not be done, so it has been delayed until now, and there is no way to do it for him.

The mood is extremely depressed.

Today's talk is about poetry and songs, and improving the cultural literacy of everyone in Yadao and the residents around Yashima has always been one of Su Xingxie's goals.

"The theme of today's poems is to use the phenomenon of ghost cultivation that has become more and more rampant recently, make some poems against them, and win the poems that have a miraculous effect on killing ghost cultivation, and the rewards are rich, as long as you have good poems, don't be afraid that this saint can't take out good things, even if you can't take out good things, this saint accepts you as a true disciple to pay off the debt! It doesn't matter what you look like! Su Xing shook a fan diagonally and spoke.

Everyone laughed, and they were all full of energy.

This is a rare good moment when the Saint of Half Moon Island does not look at his face, everyone is full of energy, and one after another war poems dedicated to restraining ghost cultivation have come out.

The cultural atmosphere around Yashima and the eight islands is strong, and most of the cultivators follow the path of Confucianism, or also practice Confucianism and Taoism, and have good war poems, the more powerful they are when they kill the enemy.

Every battle poem that has been approved by Su Xingxian comes out, and Luo Yueying is next to him as a fortune boy!

What Xuanjing, what pure refined elixir, what superb Xuanbao, immortal weapons and the like, what rare materials, as if they didn't need money, they were distributed outside.

Make a debut once!

Never in arrears!

The atmosphere was extremely hot, and people who were so strongly stimulated issued emergency cranes one after another, allowing all relatives and friends to participate, try their talents, and try their luck.

Suddenly, the sky darkened!

Su Xing slanted in the direction of the dark, his expression solemn and solemn, and then brushed his sleeves away.

Before leaving, Yu Luo Yueying said, "For the teacher, you continue to preside over the teaching day, increase the reward, delay the teaching day for three days, and let them make more righteous and masculine poems within three days, the better!" Three days later, the island was sealed. ”

PS: Ladies and gentlemen, Happy Goddess Day~~