"It's over, it's over, the senior brother is completely enchanted!"

"Is it true that this Soul Banner Monk will come to this point in the end?"

"Luckily, he didn't want to include us in the Soul Banner before."

"This matter must be reported to the Ancestor as soon as possible!"

As soon as several dwarfs discussed, they were immediately shocked into a cold sweat.

After that, he walked briskly towards the retreat cave of the old demon of the black sand.

However, what these gnomes didn't expect was this.

After dealing with Jiang Sheng's matter, the Black Sand Old Demon directly entered a state of retreat.

He had now made up his mind and wanted to wait for Jiang Sheng to die by himself.

If Jiang Sheng really has a strong person like Fengchun Daozun behind him to support him.

As long as you keep yourself in a state of retreat.

In the future, you have to think about it.

No one could bite to death, it was he who secretly calculated Jiang Sheng behind his back.

This is definitely a favorable choice for the Black Sand Old Devil.

Left and right is nothing more than a runaway.

If only those Ancestor Venerables could really save face.

He might not even have to run away.

After Jiang Sheng died, he could still be his own Black Sand Old Demon.

The whole thing is calculated, which is equivalent to him directly prostituting a blood god talisman for nothing.

Isn't that blood-earned?

……

Xuantian Sect.

Inside the silent hall.

Lao Dao sat cross-legged on the futon.

Dozens of dim oil lamps burned silently.

The flames the size of beans shook slightly, as if they were stubbornly fighting against the darkness in the main hall.

But the flames were too small to dispel the darkness around them.

Suddenly.

"Crackling ......"

The silence of the hall was broken by the sound of a burst of firewood lit.

The old man, who had originally closed his eyes and described the withered old way, slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at one of the dancing flames.

His eyes were full of sorrow.

"Alas......"

A sigh echoed in the hall.

The flames fluctuated violently, and for a moment, it seemed to illuminate this hall that was not popular at all.

The oil lamps, which had long been covered with ashes, were quietly left in the darkness.

It's like a corpse that has long been sealed in the dust of time.

A moment later.

The flame was completely extinguished.

The oil lamp, which was still on, seemed to have lost all its luster all at once.

"When will it be, and how many disciples' lives will be paid......

"Demon ......"

Lao Dao closed his eyes in pain.

Even though he's been through the same thing too many times.

But every time the fire goes out, it can always tug at his heartstrings.

"Smack!"

There was a soft sound.

Let the eyes that Lao Dao had just closed open again.

This time, it was the same flame fluctuations of the oil lamp.

But it didn't illuminate the whole hall like a return to the light.

Instead, it only fluctuated slightly, and from the wick, a jade slip fell.

The old Taoist made a move, and the jade slip suddenly fell into his hands.

Wait for his divine sense to sweep the contents of the jade slip.

The face that originally looked sad and unwavering Gujing directly flashed an indescribable shock.

After a breath of fresh air.

In the main hall, there is no longer a single figure.

The old way has disappeared without a trace.

On the Xuantian Sect Master's Peak, the young Sect Master looked at this Ancestor who had almost never been born with a shocked expression.

He looked at the jade slip that Lao Zu held in the palm of his hand.

The Ancestor didn't speak, but the young Sect Master seemed to have thought of something, and then seemed to get confirmation from the Ancestor's reaction.

An indescribable surprise gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Did anyone really do it?"

The sect master took the jade slip in his hand and swept his senses.

The look on his face was even more pleasantly surprised.

"The things left by the Tongtian Saint Venerable in the past are finally ready to be used!"

Seeing the Sect Master's surprise, the Ancestor said solemnly: "This matter is very important, the Sect Master must act cautiously, and must not be seen by those demons. ”

The sect master also restrained his smile and said, "Ancestor, don't worry, I will definitely handle this matter thoroughly." ”

After the ancestor left, the sect master took a deep breath: "Jiang Sheng, he can really not fall into the Demon Dao in Yuankong Mountain, cultivate into a golden pill, and then the Five Hells Holy Scripture, this matter really has to be considered in the long run." ”

"If it's handled well, it can eliminate a lot of trouble!"

As soon as the sect master thought of this, he flew up directly, and his body turned into a streamer, and disappeared in an instant.

The goal of his trip was the leader of the righteous path, where the mountain gate of the Qianyuan Dao Palace was located.

……

Early the next morning.

Jiang Sheng was still studying the secret technique of Shen Tu Baichuan's knotting pill, and Bai Feng'er's voice came from outside the door.

The two came to the backyard.

I saw Bai Feng'er stretch out her hand, and a chariot fell from the sky.

"Childe, please."

Bai Feng'er invited.

This chariot doesn't look big, but after sitting in it, it's different.

The space inside is not small, and it looks like a small cultivation retreat room.

Space Circle!

Jiang Sheng was secretly speechless.

It's not easy to build.

Put it on such a chariot, it is clearly the embodiment of financial resources!

As the chariot rises off the ground and enters the air, it generates a cloud around it that can block the detection of others.

"That's a good thing."

Jiang Sheng thought to himself.

"If only I could get one of this in the future."

"When the clouds are covered, it is auto-piloting, and it is still in the air, it is exciting to think about it!"

In a short time, the chariot landed.

Jiang Sheng is still unfinished.

But look at the two towering ancient trees outside the chariot.

His expression immediately turned strange.

Bai Feng'er didn't notice the strangeness of Jiang Sheng's expression.

She didn't throw a blood crystal into it like the Canglie King did before.

After descending from the chariot, the portal with a small cave behind this side has already opened on its own.

"Childe, please come with me."

Jiang Sheng tugged at the corners of his mouth: "He already has an extremely clear premonition, and he always feels that this place is still a little too abrupt for himself......"

"Wool picking, you have to let the sheep for a long time, right?"

Jiang Sheng stepped into the portal like a water wave under Bai Feng'er's expectant gaze.

Before Jiang Sheng could see the scene in front of him clearly, he had already smelled the familiar fragrance.

"Zi Niang, this is the distinguished guest I told you before."

"Don't snub your son."

Zi Niang smiled skillfully, she came to Jiang Sheng, and looked at Bai Feng'er beside her: "Childe is really good at making fun of our sisters, I really think that there is another amazing young man in this Yuankong Mountain, I never thought ......"

Zi Niang used her green and snow-white fingers to draw circles on Jiang Sheng's chest with some complaint.

She is much shorter than Jiang Sheng, and when she looks up slightly, she really has a bit of charm that Ren Jun picks.

Bai Feng'er: ???