"Uncle Miao!" the young monk was not surprised, and shouted a little ashamedly.

That Uncle Miao sighed and said, "Senior Nephew Liu, you are really young and vigorous! The head of the sect just sent me a message, asking me to temporarily settle you here and avoid the limelight! I don't think this place will be discovered by the Yin Yang Sect, so I have to make another plan." You have provoked the catastrophe of exterminating the sect, why do you say this..."Uncle Miao shook his head and sighed, with a helpless wry smile on his face, and walked towards the nephew Liu.

"Uncle Shi, that old dog of the Yin-Yang Sect is really too deceitful! He humiliated my father in every way, I couldn't get angry, so I just killed him, and I was ...angry," said the monk surnamed Liu, with a blushing face. Long Lin thought, since this person has caused such a catastrophe, the sect did not bind him to confess to the Yin Yang Sect, but let him escape with "Mo was led by love", I am afraid that his identity in the sect is quite special.

Sure enough, Uncle Miao said: "Senior nephew Liu, you are the son of the head of the sect, you should always remember that you have a heavy responsibility, and you should take the preservation of the sect as the first priority in everything, how can you be so willful?" He shook his head and sleeved his hands, with a kind expression, and stood in front of the monk surnamed Liu, "What is it to be angry? Since the founding ancestor of the Yun Sect, which generation has not had enough of the pickled qi of the Yin and Yang Sect?... Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid..."As he was saying, suddenly a sword light flashed, and the left hand and wrist of the monk surnamed Liu were cut off in unison, "Mo was taken by love" like a blue-black light, and he pounced on Uncle Miao's open left palm with a bang.

It took a while for the screams of Liu Shi's nephew to resound throughout the valley.

In a hurry, Long Lin was taken aback. This Uncle Miao, who was full of love and compassion, would actually sneak attack the son of the master.

Uncle Miao floated back a few feet slightly, and his face turned into a smug smile, and it was like a different face in an instant.

"Miao Yi! You old thief! You dare to plot against me!" The monk surnamed Liu roared angrily, and a layer of defensive clouds surged around his body, and the black and white clouds bit and blended with each other, which was quite strange.

Miao Yi swung several swords, the sword intent was like lightning to tear up the thick cumulonimbus clouds, and landed on the shield with a terrifying cracking sound, the white of the clouds turned black, and the black turned white, like a constantly changing splash of ink landscapes, the huge earthquake was decomposed lightly in the change, and the calm clouds had no traces of injury. Long Lin also secretly marveled at the skill of this magic weapon.

Miao Yi's face changed slightly and said: "The old guy really gave you all the protection of Nian Yunluo...", his eyes rolled a few times, and he smiled again: "Senior nephew Liu, even if your injury can be healed, with your ignorant foundation building small repair, can Ma Yue in the Year of the Monkey provoke the head of the house? Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds if it not only eliminated this disaster, but also allowed 'Mo to be drawn by love' to exert greater power, so that the sect would not be bullied in the future?"

"Old thief, you... Can't fool my dad... He will definitely pull out your golden pill and cut you a thousand times... The monk surnamed Liu was quite tough, knowing that he was seriously injured, he did not beg for mercy, but instead scolded with his heart, "You robbed this jade ring and... This artifact is only affected by me surnamed Liu... Driven, hahaha, old dog thief, you still don't know, do you?..."

Miao Yi's fat face with a smile really changed color.

He slowly raised his long sword as if he was a little sluggish, as if his conscience had discovered a certain hesitation, but Long Lin, who was hidden in a high place, could see clearly, his killing intent condensed at the tip of the sword to form a thick black nebula, this nebula was very small, but it seemed to have the sinister and wild that devoured hundreds of millions of stars, with a faint wind and thunder roaring.

Nian Yunluo, who was under duress, began to surge, like a cloth that had been rapidly corroded, revealing the slightly transparent warp and weft below, and behind the warp and weft was the pale and angry face of the monk surnamed Liu.

He closed his eyes.

But Miao Yi's sword didn't split his head in half, even though at that moment he thought his head had to be split in two.

As if the dragon broke the sea at the moment of entering the sea, the air flow in the valley was also cut into two sections by a force like splitting mountains and breaking the sea, rushing out in the opposite direction, hitting the cliffs on both sides, and making a loud sound like destroying the world.

After he fell, he found that the sky was not completely dark, and the black part was actually a huge stick, which came down from the sky and the sun, killing Miao Yi, and with a "poof", it was as easy as knocking a ripe melon.

When he opened his eyes, he found that the sky was already pitch black, and a broken golden pill was like a bunch of fireworks, spraying countless golden star spots dragging five-colored brilliant arcs on the black sky, which was thrillingly magnificent.

Long Lin put away the black slaughter and lifted the back of the monk surnamed Liu with the palm of his hand, and found that he was a foundation building great consummation, and there were already signs of knotting, but now the sea of qi was shattered, and all the heart veins were broken and broken, and there was no life.

The Nian Yunluo was scattered on the ground, turning into a silk handkerchief that had rained through the sky, and there were two clouds embroidered in the middle, one white and one black, nestled together. It doesn't look like it's being damaged. Long Lin shook his head and thought, with the realm of this monk and the condition of being injured, it is actually not wise to exhaust his spiritual power to support this magic weapon;

Long Lin slowly channeled his divine power into the monk's body, and he opened his dull eyes and thanked Long Lin weakly. Long Lin put "Don't be led by love" on his lap. He stared at it silently for a moment, and then said, "There is a friend of Lao Daoyou who gave it to my father... My name is Liu Xinghe, and I am the son of the head of the Nianyun Sect. ”

Long Lin agreed, and then asked, "Senior Brother Liu, why does Nianyun Sect have this demon artifact?"

Liu Xinghe's eyes flashed with surprise, I don't know how Long Lin knew that this was actually a demon artifact, this is the biggest secret of the sect, and only the head of the sect has always known, and he also accidentally killed the Yin Yang Sect's wandering, and his father told him when he handed over "Mo was loved" to him to save his life. "This is a gift from a demon god to Liu Yusheng, the ancestor of my sect. ”

His voice was very soft, but there was a roar in the sea of knowledge of Longlin: Demon God!

"Back then, when it was still the Demon God War, the ancestor was just a female disciple of the Yin Yang Sect, and when he went out to practice, he happened to save a seriously injured Demon God. Later, with the best care and help of the ancestor, the demon god recovered as before, and when he left, he gave the ancestor 'Mo was taken by love' and taught her suitable cultivation techniques. After cultivating to the Yuan Infant, the ancestor left the Yin-Yang Sect and founded the Nianyun Sect. However, since the beginning of its establishment, our sect has been under the jurisdiction and exploitation of the Yin-Yang Sect. At this point, his flat tone rose and fell with indignation, and even though he knew that he was about to die, he listed the many atrocities of the Yin-Yang Sect.

"What is the name of this demon god, and where did he go after?" Long Lin had to interrupt his accusation and asked eagerly.

"I don't know, and the ancestor himself doesn't remember. Liu Xinghe replied, "Because Lord Demon God erased her memory." However, it is rumored that the Demon God also has a lot of affection for the Ancestor, and it has not completely erased the Ancestor's memory of him. ”

"Then does she remember anything related to the Demon God?" The demon god acts in a treacherous way.

She remembered the appearance of the Demon God, much taller than the Terrans, very handsome, with a pair of golden horns, very white skin, and a black cloud-like mark on the center of his eyebrows. But she couldn't remember the name of the Demon God anyway, and she couldn't remember where he had gone. ”

Long Lin held up the piece and asked, "Is it a cloud of this shape?"

Liu Xinghe hesitated, nodded slightly, and shook his head again, obviously unable to be sure.

"Is the ancestor still alive?"

Liu Xinghe sighed and said, "When the ancestor stepped into the Transformation God Realm, he failed to break through the realm and died. said that it was because she couldn't let go of it in her heart, and her heart was deeply obstructed. ”

"Did the demon god never come back?"

"Yes. ”

Long Lin knew that if he hadn't entered the Mahayana realm, the monk would not have lived for 10,000 years, and if Liu Yusheng had survived to the present, it would have been impossible for the Nianyun Sect to be trampled on to this point by the Yin-Yang Sect. Because he heard that "Mo was led by love" was only driven by Liu Yusheng's descendants, then the Jindan Dzogchen who he saw before who controlled the jade should be Liu Xinghe's father, the head of Nianyunzong. A sect doesn't even have a Yuanying monk sitting in charge, and it's no wonder that it's so declining.

"Do you need me to take you back to the sect?" Long Lin asked him with some pity. Liu Xinghe's young face reminded him of his cousin Luo Danfeng.

"Nope. I implore my seniors to put my corpse near the Yin-Yang Sect. ”

"Understood. Long Lin nodded in agreement.