In the past two months, there have been no less than 100 high-level demon beasts that have died in Liu Wenzhong's hands, and many of them are big demon beasts in the transformation stage. The day-to-day battles also honed Liu Wenzhong's mind and perseverance, making this leader of the younger generation in the immortal cultivation world more calm and sophisticated.

In the battle against the demon beasts, Liu Wenzhong held a mountain sword in his hand, and the means were ruthless and merciless, once chased and killed a transformed demon beast that slaughtered a mortal village to the central area of the wilderness, and besieged by several big demon beasts to cut the opponent into pieces of meat, and then killed the demon beast reinforcements who rushed in, and retreated under the pursuit of the opponent's army.

By now, the demon beasts have reached the point where they are talking about willows and changing color.

Once covered by Lin Shuangchen's supreme talent, he was low-key and inconspicuous, until he finally entered the world's field of vision recently, and everyone found out that it seemed that the Pavilion Master of His Excellency Tianshu was succeeded by this Liu Wenzhong!

There were nearly a hundred disciples standing in front of Liu Wenzhong, each with a weapon, his face was grim, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. Everyone is a master selected under each peak, ready to go to the northern border to kill the demon beasts. The mundane world is the foundation of the immortal cultivation world, not to mention that everyone has relatives and friends in the secular world, mortals are in trouble, and the immortals are angry.

"Demon beasts have committed crimes, mortals and immortal cultivators have been miserable, now is the time for us to kill all the demons and barbarians, and wipe out those executioners,"

Liu Wenzhong's face was cold, and his calm voice spread through everyone's ears, and he changed his voice: "But before that, I still have some things to deal with." Wu Kun, come to me. ”

Wu Kun in the queue was stunned and immediately stepped out. Facing Liu Wenzhong's gaze indifferently, it seems to be able to penetrate people's hearts. Wu Kun was inexplicably a little weak-hearted, and subconsciously lowered his head.

"I remember that in Fanjing Mountain, Lu Tiantu went out with you to play. He never came back, did he?" Liu Wenzhong said flatly.

"Yes. We were separated in the mountains, and I searched for him for a day and a night without finding him. As his senior brother, this is my dereliction of duty. Wu Kun's face darkened when he heard this, and he said in a deep voice.

"Hmm. However, before leaving Fanjing Mountain, I asked my friends there to continue to search the mountain, but I found something. ”

Liu Wenzhong nodded, looking up at the disciples of the Heavenly Book Pavilion in front of him. There was no fluctuation in his tone, "Lu Tiantu's body was found in the rocky hill, although it has been bitten by wild dogs, there are old wounds on his shoulder blades. There is no doubt that it is Lu Tiantu. ”

Wu Kun, who lowered his head, moved slightly, and his hands hanging by his side trembled a few times, and soon returned to normal. Liu Wenzhong continued to speak as if he didn't notice.

"Your Uncle Lin once told me one thing when he came back from distress, when he and Yang Xiu fled to the dense forest to avoid the Black Water Xuan Bee, they smelled a strange fragrance. I didn't care about it at the time, but the more I thought about it later, the more strange I felt, it was too weird for the Black Water Xuan Bee to bite Frost Dust and Yang Xiu, so I found Elder Min of Yulingzhai and asked. After personally smelling several spices. Elder Min concluded that it was a strange fragrance, against the insects and demon beasts in the wilderness. Giant bees, in particular, have a fatal attraction. ”

Speaking of this, Liu Wenzhong paused and continued: "Wu Kun, Shuangchen recalled that you had been to Yang Xiu's courtyard that day, what did you send him?"

At this time, Wu Kun Khan was pale under the rain. He stared down at the ground, his eyes full of fear. Shaking constantly.

Liu Wenzhong turned his head and glanced at Wu Kun, smiled for the first time, and said, "You are really forbearant enough, the Immortal Mo Sect moved into the wilderness, and you dare to keep you in the Heavenly Book Pavilion." These days, you have used Feishu to send them information, I think the demon beasts and the Daoists of the Immortal Ink Sect should have entered our ambush circle by now. ”

"Gootong!"

Wu Kun knelt on the ground weakly, as if he had lost his soul, and his spirit was instantly emptied. Patience has been lurking for so long, and at such a critical juncture now, it has fallen short! Facing Liu Wenzhong, who was chatting like a homely conversation with his sleeves folded, Wu Kun couldn't even think of resisting.

"Wu Kun, you bastard! I slaughtered you! You hurt my brother Yang Xiu!"

Liu Xian in the crowd couldn't hold back any longer when he saw this, roared angrily, his eyes were blood-red, he drew his long sword and slashed at Wu Kun desperately. The disciples on the side hurriedly grabbed Liu Xian with their hands and feet, but they also glared at Wu Kun angrily, and the anger in their eyes almost burned Wu Kun to ashes. If it weren't for Liu Wenzhong's presence, Wu Kun would have been torn to pieces by everyone a long time ago.

betraying the master and framing the same sect and Uncle Lin, this kind of behavior is hated by the entire immortal cultivation world, and it is not an exaggeration to go to hell eighteen times. Even if Wu Kun didn't die, he would live in the same scolding and hatred of the entire Ning Kingdom as the Immortal Mo Sect, and he would not be at peace for the rest of his life.

"Uncle Shi, you don't have evidence...... " With the support of strong unwillingness and survival*, Wu Kun trembled, and finally said a complete sentence.

"Didn't the demon beast remind you when it gave you that spice, as long as you touch it, the taste won't dissipate within a year? ”

As soon as Liu Wenzhong's words came out, Wu Kun no longer had the slightest luck, and the whole person was paralyzed on the ground. The Heavenly Fragrance Beast is a docile small demon beast that is very sensitive to all kinds of smells, and no matter how weak the smell on Wu Kun's body is, it can't escape its nose.

Liu Xian's face was resentful, his eyes were red, and he stared at Wu Kun fiercely like everyone else, presumably Wu Kun would not have a good time in the future. Liu Wenzhong looked up at the sky, and said in his heart that the battle on the battlefield ahead should have ended, and the surrounded demon beasts could only be wiped out.

The next thing is to torture some information about the inside of the demon beast from Wu Kun's mouth. The Divine Search Technique is too damaging to the monk's divine consciousness and cannot be used easily, after all, Wu Kun may be used to penetrate the demon beast in the future, but the senior brothers in the dungeon of Bingdao Hall have a specialization in the arts, and they will not let themselves down.

It's just that Senior Sister Lin insisted on retreating, and even refused to visit herself and the head of the family, it seems that she is determined to hit the Qi Sea period for the first time. Thinking of this, Liu Wenzhong's gaze turned to the north, and he seemed to see a trace of news related to someone from the distant sky.

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Qincheng, Miaoshan Temple.

The two returned to the meditation hall to chat freely, Yang Xiu learned a lot of Qincheng-related news, and the shameless and cunning character of Monk Jingyuan was quite in line with Yang Xiu's appetite. Moreover, Jingyuan is only an elder of Miaoshan Temple, and the abbot of the temple has other people, and those domineering monks and the domineering behavior of collecting incense money are all from the hands of the abbot, which also makes Yang Xiu feel a little less bad for Jingyuan.

Regarding the origin of Buddhism and the legend of the Venerable Master, what the monk Jingyuan said is similar to the history recorded on the four walls of the main hall, and there is nothing new.

"Brother Yang, don't be modest,"

Monk Jingyuan held a piece of roasted sweet potato in his hand, and he was still eating it quickly, and said to Yang Xiu: "As soon as I saw you, I smelled the strange fragrance on your body, absolutely yes." As a brother, my nose is a must in Qincheng, and there is no semicolon in this family. ”

Yang Xiu shut up and was speechless, and halfway through the chat, Monk Jingyuan swore that Yang Xiu was good at beast control and that he was a real person. Yang Xiu was speechless in his heart, he was sad when he talked about this, I don't even have the most basic talent for beast control, how can I say that I am a master.

"Then tell me, what fragrance does I have?" Yang Xiu said helplessly.

"It's ambergris, this spice can attract many demon beasts, especially the black water bee, which will chase this fragrance frantically. ”

Monk Jingyuan snorted in a gesture of enjoyment, then pointed to the White Deer Sword behind Yang Xiu's back and said, "The strong fragrance is emanating from your long sword. ”

Yang Xiu was stunned when he heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the past flashed in his mind like lightning, and finally connected into a line. Yang Xiu instantly sorted out the cause and effect of the matter and figured out the whole incident.

"Wu Kun, ...... of the Immortal Ink Sect"

Yang Xiu meditated silently in his heart, feeling more and more that this time the demon beast poured out of the nest was not as simple as it seemed on the surface. The other party's tentacles have extended to the interior of the Terran sect, the Immortal Mo Sect has rebelled, the Tianshu Pavilion has been infiltrated, and the other factions must be difficult to spare.

I don't know what the situation of other states and counties in Ningguo is now.

"When~When~"

Monk Jingyuan was pestering Yang Xiu to take a look at the puppet giant eagle, and the long bell suddenly rang. Monk Jingyuan reluctantly gave up his entanglement with Yang Xiu, and said that the abbot of the temple had convened and must gather in the main hall.

Yang Xiu also took the opportunity to say goodbye to the other party. This may be that the abbot found that most of the monks in the temple had blue noses and swollen faces, and wanted to find his own bad luck.

Leaving the temple quickly, many monks who saw Yang Xiu were unwilling, but they couldn't hide the fear in their eyes and retreated. This guy is too ruthless, where can a master fight like a hooligan.

Back at the residence, Monlu was lying on the table in the room and writing the talisman, stroke by stroke very seriously. Yang Xiu had already discovered that Menglu's immortal cultivation qualifications were very ordinary, but his immortal talent was amazingly high, Yang Xiu's Sumeru bag contained hundreds of books, astronomy and geography, strange beasts and exotic plants were all-encompassing, Xiao Menglu read it with relish every day, and the progress was so fast that even Yang Xiu was a little surprised.

Yang Xiu took Meng Lu with him, on the one hand, he liked this little boy who saved him very much, and on the other hand, he also had the heart to cultivate and see how far he could go in the art of talisman making.

"Did you have a harvest, sir?" Seeing Yang Xiu come back, Meng Lu asked happily.

"I got a little bit and met a superb monk. Yang Xiu said with a smile and instructed Meng Lu to continue to contact, and he returned to the house to meditate quietly and comprehend the complete immortal captivity technique he had just obtained.

The light in Yang Xiu's hand flickered, and several cyan silk threads flickered long and short, some thick and some thin, as if several spirit snakes were dancing, extremely flexible. The captive hand can be extremely sharp and sharpen iron like mud, and can be turned into a rope to trap the enemy, extremely tough, and can be directly used as a secret weapon, which is indeed a supreme spiritual skill. I don't know what will happen as the spell level gradually increases.

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There has been a strange incident in the academy recently, Mr. Shen has been teaching disciples in the academy for decades, and he has never been late, but he has stayed at home for the past few days and has not come to the academy. According to legend, he occasionally felt a cold and asked the dean for a long vacation.

It is rumored that Mr. Shen was frightened in Miaoshan Temple, and his mind was lost, so he got a serious illness, and there are rumors that there is a scene of the new Yang Jiaoxi, which makes it difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

A few days later, the latest news came, Mr. Shen's condition worsened, all his beautiful hair fell out, and I heard that even his hair was not spared, as if he had become an old monk. Shen Hai has always paid attention to appearance, and if he becomes like this, he probably won't come to the academy if he is killed. (To be continued)