The disciples of Lezheng Xianmen guarding Xianmentai hurriedly rushed towards Hepu Qingtai, Yan Siming wanted to rectify the atmosphere of this Xianmen several times, especially in such a panic.

Yan Siming's eyelids wrinkled, although the disciples of the Yan Si Immortal Clan were not the most, Yan Siming still felt that what he did in teaching his disciples must be personally and teach them according to their aptitude, how could he not cultivate a person with a high vision like the Zongzheng Immortal Clan, who could not tolerate the kind of arrogant disciples of the Immortal Sect? Even if it is, the disciples of the Gu Immortal Clan are still dustless, and there is a sense of immortal aura floating in them when they come and go.

Looking at the disciples of the Yan Si Immortal Clan who came like jumping monkeys, they were dark and flustered, and their steps were hurried, as if they were burning their buttocks.

Yan Siming frowned, and watched his own disciple enter Hepu Qingtai, how could he be brought to the immortal realm like this, it was simply a shame.

But no matter how embarrassing it is, this cheapness can't be taken over by the Zongzheng Immortal Clan and the Gu Immortal Clan, and no one can do it.

"Master, master—" As soon as the disciple who came entered the door, he hurriedly shouted.

Yan Siming suddenly felt a headache.

"What's the panic, how can you also be a disciple of the Immortal Sect who has been cultivating for hundreds of years, why can't you hold your breath like this." Yan Siming slowly opened his eyes, ready to teach his own disciples of the Immortal Clan.

"Master, there is someone from Xianmentai." The disciple knelt down and uttered a sentence without a beginning or an end.

"People come to people, today's Lezheng Xianmen is not the previous Lezheng Xianmen, in the future, this Xianmen platform is naturally people coming and going, and the immortals gather......"

"Master, it's not the immortals, it's the ...... of the Lost Mountain Imperial Pond"

Yan Siming immediately shut up and looked at his disciple suspiciously.

"You're not mistaken?" When did the guys from the Mishan Imperial Pond come openly, aren't they all stealing chickens and touching dogs, what, now they are bold, no, what are these bastards' ideas?

It's not right, I heard that the fairy world has begun to track down the people of the Lost Mountain and Imperial Pond everywhere, so they naturally don't dare to show up so openly.

"Master, she reported to her home, and she is waiting at Xianmentai at the moment." The disciple was a little aggrieved, he just passed on a word, and the people in the Mishan Imperial Pond were not special, he didn't dare to delay at all.

"Come and take a look at me-" Yan Siming felt that things were not good, he walked on the front foot, and the back foot actually came to the Xianmen openly, what? It's not enough to harm their immortal sect?

Yan Siming immediately walked out of Hepu Qingtai, and as soon as he took two steps, he immediately thought that something was wrong.

"Go and call your senior brother, you don't need to say much, just say that someone broke into the Xianmen Platform and threw it out directly." Yan Siming said immediately.

The disciples who followed behind him immediately took the order and left, and Yan Siming's footsteps did not slow down and rushed directly to Xianmentai.

At such a critical moment, he will definitely not let the people of the Lost Mountain and Imperial Pond stir up the situation again, the immortals are staggered, come to make trouble at this time, don't even think about it.

Yan Siming with a series of anger, from He Pu Qingtai to Xianmentai was definitely not delayed for a moment, such an efficiency can definitely kill and bud this trouble, of course, Yan Siming didn't think about any accidents, seeing that his own disciples couldn't catch up, as soon as he arrived at Xianmentai, he was ready to do it himself.

"Shein, I'm desperate, that's when I think of you." Yan Siming then heard a crying voice, immediately cursed secretly, forcibly withdrew the hand that was almost put on, and tiptoed forward.

"Madame, it's windy here, why did you get here?" Yan Siming immediately interrupted the other party's words directly before Chu Xiyin could speak, and at the same time, a pair of eyes unceremoniously looked at the person in front of him.

Lost in the mountains and ponds?

Yan Siming frowned a little, isn't he a person who has escaped the door? I can indeed feel the news of the Lost Mountain Imperial Pond, but it is very weak, and it seems that it is a relatively low-level creature of the Lost Mountain Imperial Pond.

Yan Siming carefully observed the visitors, ordinary people were like peasant women in ancient times, and they were wearing thin cotton jackets that only peasant women had in ancient times, half-new and not old, and they were dirty and couldn't see the original color.

"Ma'am, who is this?" Yan Siming hesitated.

"Elder Yan Si, this is Aunt Linhua of the Lost Mountain Imperial Pool, aunt, this is Elder Yan of the Lezheng Immortal Gate." Chu Xiyin opened his mouth to introduce, but his eyes were at Aunt Xianglinhua, just now, the place said half a sentence, and the next words were interrupted by Yan Siming.

"Madam, since we are old friends, please come in." Yan Siming made it clear that he didn't want the other party to speak, what good thing could there be if Mishan Yuchi sent such a person.

"No, Shein, Shein, listen to me." Aunt Linhua grabbed Xiyin with a very anxious expression.

"Auntie, don't worry, what's going on? Are the people in Miyama Miike okay? Chu Xiyin only now realized that Aunt Linhua came from the real body, and suddenly had a faint feeling in her heart.

Aunt Linhua shook her head, her thin face seemed to be dozens of years old, and her hair was no longer neat and meticulously combed behind her head, which was very embarrassing.

Chu Xiyin vaguely guessed that the days of the Lost Mountain Imperial Pond were naturally not easy for the Lost Mountain Imperial Pond to assassinate Jing Xing Immortal Zun, but judging from the situation when she met the Jingxing Immortal Zun, it seems that the other party should not be guilty of the past, even if it is to blame the Hidden Gate, it should not involve the Lost Mountain Imperial Pool.

"Shein." Aunt Linhua stopped talking, glanced at Yan Siming, and the brothers of the Yan Sixian clan who came out of breath.

Chu Xiyin understood what Aunt Linhua meant, but now, she didn't want Yan Siming to leave, because this was the Lezheng Immortal Gate.

"Auntie, don't be afraid, these are people from the Xianmen, they can be trusted, you are so here?" Chu Xiyin slowed down and slowly led Aunt Linhua out of Xianmentai.

The immortal disciple behind him, you look at me, I look at you, and then I saw a serious warning look from my master, and immediately lowered my head weakly.

"Xiyin, something happened to Mishan Michi." Aunt Linhua just spoke, Xiong Sheng didn't let her find Xiyin, but now, in addition to Xiyin, where is there anyone who can save the Lost Mountain Imperial Pond.

"Shein, you must save them, if you don't save them, they will not survive." Aunt Linhua grabbed Chu Xiyin's hand tightly, as if as soon as she let go, the other party would disappear.

"I don't think Immortal Venerable really wants their lives." Chu Xiyin spoke, Yan Siming did not hide the actions of the fairy world, and besides, the people who escaped from the gate only broke into the fairy world, and they didn't even touch the corners of the immortal zun's clothes, since that Jingxing immortal venerable could not even blame her in the past, it shouldn't be ......

"No, Shein, there is only one way for them to die, and you must save them. If you don't save them, if you don't save them, the Lost Mountain Imperial Pond will really be over. ”

Yan Siming couldn't stand it anymore.

"This aunt, you have also seen what our lady looks like now, how can you save people like this?"

Aunt Linhua glanced at Chu Xiyin, and stopped talking, she knew, but, but......

"That's Yuwei—"

"Auntie, you also look too highly at my Lezheng Xianmen, and look up to our young master, I'm afraid that the entire Xianmen will pass, and you won't even be able to enter the gate of the fairy world." Yan Siming was straightforward, what does it mean that only Mrs. can save them, three hundred years ago, it was another scene.