Tianzi Courtyard, there is an endless stream of visitors.

At the beginning, Ji Rong first arrived, which caused dissatisfaction among other courtyards, and they couldn't live in Tianzi Courtyard.

Then I heard that Ji Rong came from Yijian Gate, and his dissatisfaction was reduced a little, after all, after Weaving Heaven Mansion, the second largest immortal holy land. However, the pretentious immortal cultivators accounted for the majority after all. Refusal to admit defeat and jealousy are nurtured in the soul, and comparisons and contests are clustered in the shadows of people's hearts.

The ancients said that where there are people, there is fighting.

Compared with swordsmanship, it is too vulgar. Ji Rong had no intention of sparring with these people, and his heart didn't know where to fly. Letting the courtyard be noisy, he stood still with his sword in his hands, his eyes wandering.

At this time, a Yiyi Sword Sect disciple trotted in from outside. Like a spirit fox, he walked through the crowd and came to Jirong.

"Senior Brother Jirong. He rubbed his hands back and forth in front of Ji Rong, jumping back and forth in place, not daring to look directly at Ji Rong's gaze, "After a day and a night of investigation, there is no trace of Senior Sister Li and Senior Sister Xiao. ”

"Hmm?!" Ji Rong came back to his senses and looked at his fellow disciples, "They are riding Dapeng birds, and their momentum is huge, how can they be without a trace?" Between the words, an invisible Dayue pressed towards the fellow junior disciples.

"That's the case, no one has met them when they enter and leave the immortal cultivators. "The fellow disciple was a little short of breath and his face turned pale," the fellow disciple also continued to pay attention to the situation. Between the words, he looked at Ji Rong a few times, as if his eyes had been pricked by a needle a few times, and the pain was so painful that tears gathered in his eyes, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Ji Rong again.

"Li Huiwen and Xiao Jingjing, together can be described as the strongest combination of Yijianmen, and it will be fine. A woman came and looked at her with a belt and embroidered badge on her green dress, which should be the priest of the same group of Jirong. "It's mostly because of enlightenment that the time has been delayed. "The sound is like a serpent spitting out letters, which tickles people's ears and tickles people's hearts.

When Ji Rong heard this, he smiled, "Xiao Jingjing and I are the strongest combination, Li Huiwen is too hypocritical after all, and she often harms Jingjing." This smile suddenly made the fellow disciples have no pressure at all, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Conceited, arrogant and ...... man's temperament" The woman turned around and stepped into the crowd, watching the achievements of her students, without looking back, and smiling, "This is why Xiao Jingjing doesn't like you, even I don't look down on you, you are really a failure in life." ”

"Mo Ning, what qualifications do you have to say about me. Ji Rong snorted, sneered, and clenched the sword in his right hand, his bones and joints clicked. Too hard, the joints were white, and the sword trembled with the hand, groaning softly.

Mo Ning didn't respond, she looked at the planting in the hands of the students, and her face slowly became complicated. "Show me the verbena in your hand. Mo Ning's voice was no longer delicate and soft, her voice was simple and a little trembling, the closer she got to it, the more subtle her eyes became.

When Mo Ning took over the verbena from the students, it was already wilting, and after there was no vitality and no pastoral support, it wilted even more. At the beginning of the activation of pastoral power, verbena is full of life.

However, with the blessing of the students' pastoral skills, it can't help but fail to make it grow healthily, but let its life state deteriorate.

Mo Ning's eyes were bright green, and the entire life system of verbena was presented in his eyes. Suddenly, Mo Ning blinked his eyes a few times, and his eyes returned to normal.

"This world is evil. Looking at the sky, looking at the bright sun, Mo Ning's hands trembled violently, and his mind became heavier and heavier.

At this moment, a commotion came from outside the courtyard, followed by the sound of chaotic footsteps.

"It must be someone from the Weaving Heavens. "People all thought like this, except for the people from the Weaving Heaven Mansion, I am afraid that no one could cause such a big commotion.

Most of them stopped their movements and looked towards the courtyard door. I saw an old man, followed by a cloud of mist, surrounded by guards, into the Tianzi Courtyard, and it was the gluttonous emperor of the gluttonous country.

"The widow is for the people of the whole country, and all the immortals can come all the way to save the hundreds of millions of people in my gluttonous country. "The gluttonous emperor trembled and gave a salute to all the immortal cultivators in the courtyard, "When the disaster is passed by the immortals, the widow will raise the strength of the whole country to build a merit temple for the immortals, and erect a merit monument......"

The gluttonous emperor was sincerely frightened, as if he was worried that these immortal cultivators would retreat because of the difficulties. In a humble tone, he promised all kinds of benefits to everyone. Rao is an immortal cultivator who is not very attached to mortal dust, as if he has been beaten with chicken blood, and his blood is surging.

Mo Ning looked directly at the gluttonous emperor's cloudy little eyes, his left hand clenched the pelvis, his right hand twitched a few times, and his five fingers tapped irregularly on the pelvis. "Your Majesty, please rest assured, since you are here, you will do your best. After the words fell, she skipped her gaze over the gluttonous emperor and looked at the old man. I don't know when, the five fingers are already on the basin, striking a crisp and cheerful melody.

The gluttonous emperor in front of him, but an ordinary person, has entered the five decays of heaven and man at such an age, and is still a country of overeating in the depths. Such an old man, with declining physical skills, should have a stronger stench than anyone else.

However, the old man in front of him brought a fragrance of his own, the fragrance of ginseng flowers. "As the king of a country, it is not strange to ask for precious medicine...... Mo Ning tried to convince himself.

The gluttonous emperor smiled with a full face, warm as the wind, staggered his steps, came to Mo Ning, looked at Xu Xuan, and said softly, "This immortal master's status in the Mo family of Muxing Mountain is not low. ”

The gluttonous emperor stretched out his hands and naturally took the verbena in Mo Ning's hand. Hands like dead wood, thick and protruding blood, like earthworms.

The fingertips of the two unintentionally touched, and Mo Ning only felt a needle prick, trembling all over, and his pupils instantly dilated. In fact, there were turbulent waves in her heart, but on the surface, she pretended to be fine, and she was not alarmed, "Your Majesty has a good reputation, but she is just an unknown little daughter." ”

"Alas, the immortal master is too modest...... "The gluttonous emperor's smile slowly disappeared, and his hands trembled and stroked the verbena, "Although the pasture is good, it can't be overdone." Evil is bad, but it is indispensable. The widow has a humble opinion, the pastoral road is like the emperor's mental trick, and it is just a balance point. ”

As he spoke, the gluttonous emperor took out a knife and wiped it in his palm, and the smelly blood dripped into the soil. "The five decays of heaven and man are coming to an end, and the widow's body is on the verge of death, and the blood that symbolizes life is as smelly as a calamity, which makes people sick. ”

The blood was maroon red and black, and the smell was like that of a decaying corpse. However, the verbena in the hand of the gluttonous emperor regained its spirit, wilted the leaves turned green, and soon regained its vitality. "Immortal Master, what do you think?" the Gluttonous Emperor handed back the verbena, and his smile was meaningful.

The gluttonous emperor didn't stay any longer, turned to Ji Rong, and saluted again, "Ji Rong Immortal Master, can you take a step to speak?" I have obtained news from other Yijian Sect disciples, and it is suspected that it is the team of Li Huiwen Immortal Master and Xiao Jingjing Immortal Master. "Words and deeds are respectful, and there is no place to be rude.

Ji Rong clasped his hands and struck his shoulders with a clattering sound. Looking at the gluttonous emperor up close, his eyes are like a sword, which can pierce people's disguises. After the two sides looked at each other for a few breaths, Ji Rong let go of his hands, pointed his sword forward, bowed slightly, and bowed to the backyard.

Whether it is true or not, the emperor's words really poke at his weakness.

Emperor Gluttony stepped on a step of the stairs, stopped, and turned to look at Mo Ning, who was pondering, "Immortal Master Mo Ning, I'm afraid you can't help in this matter." The tone was ordinary, but it woke up Mo Ning, and he immediately looked at each other.

The gluttonous emperor smiled and nodded a few times, then turned around and stepped onto the stage, staggering, trying not to fall, causing the others around him to worry about him.

Looking at the direction in which a few people disappeared, the disciples of various sects discussed each other, regardless of their previous suspicions.

The guards who came with the Emperor were like lifelike sculptures, neatly rooted in place. His face was expressionless, and he didn't move, let alone talk to each other and talk with others.

The cool breeze is constant and quickly takes away the stench. Immortal cultivators and mortal guards are the same river. The two worlds are blended, and no one pays attention to the other, treating it as air.

Hall.

The old-fashioned poured tea for the three of them, and they couldn't tell which was the tea gas and which was the old-fashioned deity. The wind outside could not enter a wisp of wind, and the curling fragrance of tea filled the entire hall.

"Your Majesty, please get straight to the point. The sword was placed horizontally on the table, and Ji Rong crossed his hands on his abdomen. It seemed that the old god was there, but his whole body was tense, his arms twitched from time to time, and his hands were crossed just to cover up.

When Mo Ning heard this, he didn't echo it, let alone speak, and looked at the emperor quietly.

"In that team, there is a young man in a black and red robe, a pair of bloody eyes that are difficult to let go, a temperament that rejects people thousands of miles away, and a famous Taoist pastor?"

"He has a black and gold waist card tied around his waist, Zhifu, a disciple of Mujian Mountain, and a Taoist pastor. The vision of the widow's subordinates is low, and the widow only hears of the weaving heavens, and has never passed the Mujian Mountain Range. ”

"If it is really as His Majesty said, it is Xiao Jingjing's team, there is no doubt. Ji Rong forced his hands, but his tone was gritted teeth, which aroused the concern of others. "Your Majesty, can you tell Ji where they are? Ji Rong's gaze became hot.

The gluttonous emperor is still not slow or slow, with enough rhythm.

"That's what the widow is here for......"

Half an hour later, the gluttonous emperor left on his own, leaving Ji Rong and Mo Ning behind.

"Your Majesty, let them go, if they come to their senses, won't they lose a hundred delicious flesh and bones in vain. "The old-fashioned spirit shrank one by one, attached to the back of the gluttonous emperor.

"The gluttonous country is under my eight claws, and not a single ant will try to escape......"

In the hall, the atmosphere was dreary.

Finally, a breeze hit the hall, but it couldn't take away the rich fragrance of tea, let alone the troubles of Ji Rong Mo Ning.

"Jirong, there is a problem with the gluttonous emperor. This day, it's evil. Mo Ning thought about it again and again, but still said what was in his heart, "It's like an urn, we are the fish and turtles in the urn, and we are slaughtered by others." I thought that these days, the chest qi was not smooth because of the cultivation of the sick......"

"Cousin, when did you become suspicious?" Ji Rong stroked the sword in his hand without raising his head, "If it is really like what you said, we should hurry up and join Jingjing." ”

"I'm not against meeting up with Xiao Jingjing quickly...... Mo Ning got up abruptly, came to Ji Rong's side, and grabbed the sword. Boom, there was a sound, the cold light was shining in the hall, and then the fragrance of tea was about to disappear.

After the meeting, they persuaded them to leave the place. ”

Qiang, another sound, the cold light faded, and Mo Ning stuffed the sword back into Ji Rong's arms. 74

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