Fang Yan on the other side was chasing after the woman in purple, and when he was about to catch up, the woman in purple suddenly stopped.

Fang Yan sensed that something was wrong, and immediately stopped in the air and stopped advancing.

Fang Yan looked at the purple-clothed woman in the distance and asked her aloud, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm just a little maid of the Ten Thousand Demons Heavenly Boat, and you may not recognize it." The woman in purple sneered and asked, "What?" Don't you dare to come over? ”

"I heard that now the Holy Maiden of the Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Boats has two maids of the Jindan period, with stunning looks and talents, presumably Your Excellency is one of them, right?"

Fang Yan's brows furrowed deeply, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, and his eyes stared at the proud breasts of the woman in purple.

He wanted to capture this woman in his heart, but he was cautious, but he didn't dare to go over.

A monk in the early stage of Jindan is waiting for a monk of Jindan Great Perfection without fear.

It's either looking for death, or it's cheating.

"If you don't come, I'm leaving?" The woman in purple smiled evilly, looking at Fang Yan with a smile, but she didn't look like she was planning to leave.

Fang Yan suddenly turned around and left, without the slightest hesitation, although he didn't feel any danger, but he didn't want to continue to confront the other party, he was afraid of death.

Watching Fang Yan escape, the woman in purple sneered: "It's really cunning!" ”

After that, Yan Yuyao and another woman flew out of the white clouds not far away, Ouyang Wen saw this, and immediately shouted excitedly: "Big sister, sister Qin!" ”

Yan Yuyao looked at the direction Fang Yan left, and said with a smile: "The older a person is, the more afraid he is of death. ”

After speaking, his eyes looked at Ouyang Wen, and Yan Yuyao raised his hand to slap him.

"I told you to keep a low profile, and that's how you keep a low profile?" Yan Yuyao pointed in the direction Fang Yan had left and said, obviously dissatisfied that he had attracted the great monk of Dao Mountain.

Ouyang Wen touched his head, smiled, and did not speak.

Because he knows that he is at fault, he has done something wrong.

After a while, Ouyang Wen asked weakly, "Xiaoyu?" ”

"Dead boy, it's all this time, and I'm still thinking about women!" Yan Yuyao said, and slapped him on the head viciously.

Ouyang Wen didn't dare to resist at all, Xu Yes, he was beaten since he was a child, right?

"Speaking of which, I also saw a.... Well..... Kind of acquaintance, right? The woman in purple said slowly.

"Oh? Shuwan, do you still have acquaintances? Qin Rou said with a smile, this person is the maid in Lingshan Temple: Qin Rou.

"See you for the second time, it's an acquaintance, right? However, it is a pity that he died. ”

"Oh, who is it?" Yan Yuyao couldn't help but ask.

"It's the little guy you saved on the way to Lingshan Temple...."Shuwan said to Yan Yuyao.

Originally, Yan Yuyao was about to forget about this matter, but when Jing Shuwan mentioned this, she remembered it again.

"It's just a mortal, why do you want to kill him?" Yan Yuyao didn't blame Shuwan, but was curious.

I only saved him a few years ago, but he turned his head and died at the hands of his own people.

"Actually, he saved me!" Ouyang Wen suddenly said aloud.

These words couldn't help but attract the three of them to look at him, obviously wondering what was going on.

"Here's the thing..."Ouyang Wen told Wang Ping about helping him.

After listening, Shuwan was the first to be puzzled: "Then why did he save you, and he also went to save the little female cultivator who asked Dao Mountain?" ”

"The monks of Lingshan Temple are like that, there is nothing strange about it!" Yan Yuyao said disappreciably:

"Anyway, it's not that Shuwan killed him, it's his own choice, Xiaowen doesn't have to care."

"But I remember, he didn't have a spiritual root in the first place, right? How could he have cultivated to the ninth level of Qi cultivation? Did I lose my eyes in the first place? Yan Yuyao felt a little incredible.

Qin Rou said loudly at this time: "This place is not suitable for a long time, let's leave quickly, now the secret of immortal qi has attracted the entire Lingzhou."

Many old immortal masters have jumped out in order to prolong their lives, and we are in this Lingzhou, if one accidentally exposes his identity, it is easy to be targeted. ”

"Then the matter of finding the Book of Ten Thousand Demons has been delayed?" Shuwan looked at Yan Yuyao and asked.

Yan Yuyao frowned: "I finally got a clue, and I actually encountered this kind of thing again, is it true that I really want to kill my Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Boat?" ”

Yan Yuyao found out that someone saw that Feng Wujian had come to Lingzhou, so he came to Lingzhou to find the Book of Ten Thousand Demons.

But now because of the secret of the immortal qi, the risk of their exposure has increased, and they naturally dare not continue to stay in Lingzhou.

The three of them left decisively with Ouyang Wen, and they naturally did not forget Mo Xiaoyu.

The three of them found the last little fish in a small forest and took the last little fish away from Lingzhou.

A day later.

When the sun was in the middle, Wang Ping opened his eyes.

Looking at the nearby woods, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a crying smile, he didn't have to go long yesterday before he fainted in this wood.

Wang Ping shook his head, he felt his head a little heavy, and he felt that everything that happened last night was like a dream.

Fortunately, the pain from the wound on his body made him understand that it was not a dream.

Wang Ping found the healing pill in the box given by Lin Chumo, and after taking it, the injury gradually improved, and the pain was reduced a lot.

A day after Wang Ping left Qingxi.

In the woods outside the clear stream, a white mouse with a thief head and a thief brain came out, holding a leaf in its hand at the moment, and its small mouth kept chewing, looking like it was eating with relish.

Soon, in the woods behind it, a woman in green clothes walked out, and the woman had a pair of crystal eyes, clear and clear, as bright as stars.

He looks about eighteen or nineteen years old, elegant and vulgar, and has a light spirit.

The woman squatted down, looked at the blood on the ground, and the traces of the battle, and said to herself: "The traces have not disappeared yet, and it should not be long before the time of the battle."

Looks like we're about to catch up with him. A hint of coldness couldn't help but appear on the woman's face.

She's been waiting for this day, she's been waiting for a long time!

Wang Ping looked at the more and more monks flying overhead, several times more than what he had seen outside Qingxi, and he also felt that something was wrong.

Even if there are many monks, I don't know that there are many like this, right? What the hell is going on? Why is everyone going in the same direction?

There are mayflies in Qingjiang, and mayflies die in the twilight of life without complaining.

Looking at the large mayflies flying up in Qingjiang, Wang Ping felt an inexplicable touch in his heart.

What would we do if we were like mayflies with only one day left?

"We're finally meeting! Little monk! The woman in Tsing Yi sat in front of Wang Ping and looked at Wang Ping thoughtfully.

He said with a smile: "It seems that these floats make you feel something? ”

The two sat opposite each other by the river, looking like they were friends, there was no hatred on the woman's face, and there was no fear on Wang Ping's face.

The palm-sized white mouse, with a pinch of purple fluff on its head, hugged Wang Ping's feet, and kept grinding its cheeks, looking much more comfortable than Wang Ping.

"The book says: One day of life, a mayfly I. I've never seen it before, but when I see it like this today, I understand a truth. Wang Ping looked at the beautiful floating float that flew up, and then looked at the woman in Tsing Yi.

"Oh? What did you realize? The woman in Tsing Yi didn't seem to be in a hurry to do it at all, because in her opinion: Wang Ping couldn't escape death today.

"The little monk feels that no matter how wonderful the writing in the book is, it is better to see it with his own eyes and come to it really." Wang Ping said slowly:

"It's the same with feelings, how profound the book is, when I see it, I understand the meaning, and I feel this feeling at the moment, which I have never had in the book."

The woman in Tsing Yi nodded and agreed: "That's true, it's like a human being, you can't empathize." When others say how pitiful they are, those who listen to them will only sympathize, but not empathize.

Unless, as the listener has experienced it, then he is qualified to say, 'I understand your feelings, too.'" ”

"Yes! When the Buddha comes out of the red dust, it must enter the red dust; If you want to put it down, you must first pick it up. Wang Ping nodded approvingly, which can be regarded as taught.

"Alright, that's it, I'll send you on your way!" The woman in Tsing Yi put away her smile, and her eyes became a little cold.

"I have no grievances with you, and today is the first time I have seen you, why do you want to kill me like this?" Wang Ping said he didn't understand.

"If you kill him, I will naturally kill you, isn't it justified?" The woman in Tsing Yi said disapprerovingly.

"Although I killed the person, he was led by someone's inner demon, and he can't blame one person for his death, right?" Ren Ping'an has always thought so about killing Yuanxin.

"I'll kill you first, and then I'll find out who is behind that incident, and after I find out, I'll kill him too!" The woman in Tsing Yi said flatly.

"Can't you let me go, I also have people who want to kill, can you wait for me to take revenge, and you can kill me again!" Facing a foundation building, Wang Ping really didn't have the heart to fight.

"That's your business, it's none of my business, I just want to kill you!" The woman in Tsing Yi shook her head and rejected Wang Ping's proposal.

"Why do you have to kill me? Can you tell me why? ”

"There's no special reason, I just want to repay the favor!" The woman stood up and said in a flat tone: "I used to be a down-and-out orphan, I would have died in the ice and snow that year, he saved my life, but you killed him. ”

"That's it?" Wang Ping didn't expect that chasing and killing his killer all the way was simply to avenge Yuanxin.

"Isn't this reason enough?"

Wang Ping nodded: "It's indeed enough, but why did you come with Yuanfang?" Wang Ping looked behind her.

The woman in Tsing Yi frowned slightly, and also turned her head to look.

The moment she turned her head, Wang Ping had disappeared.

Wang Ping in the distance, his body was as light as a swallow, and his speed was not weaker than that of the monks in the early stage of foundation building.

This is the Shadow Without a Trace, and if you perform this technique in a small area, you can also increase its speed.