Time flies, time flies.

More than two hundred years have passed, and the Ningyan Ancestor, who entered the Taixuan Realm twice in his prime, is now, like Bai Zhi, will also reach the end of his life.

——One will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither. Wei Tu's certified Yuan Ying was stepping on the shoulders of Ning Yan Ancestor and other fellow exploration monks.

It's just that, unlike Bai Zhi, who is in a coma and can only wait for the end of his life, Ning Yan Ancestor has successfully extended his lifespan with demonic magic in the past ten years.

"It's just that it's not enough! To cultivate the "Ten Thousand Yin Strategies of the Maiden", you need three hundred Yuan Yin of the foundation building female cultivators. Now, at the Men's Gathering Conference, there are less than a hundred foundation building female cultivators......"

"Relying on this bit of Yuan Yin alone can only extend my life for thirty years at most."

Yasukuni, Hehuan Sect divides the rudder.

The Ningyan Ancestor who was practicing in the cave was like an old woman, her hair was gray, wrinkles were piled up, and her body was as thin as firewood, and she couldn't see the slightest posture of a beauty in the past.

Moreover, his face is no longer the calm look he used to have in the realm of too little.

Shao Lean, after he finished meditating and spitting, he showed greed on his face, and looked at the demon path male cultivator who was tied to the pillar and the two realms were in the middle stage of foundation building.

"In addition to the method of prolonging life of "Wanyin Strategy", the Yuanyang that swallowed the two of you can also extend the longevity of this seat for several years."

Ning Yan Ancestor licked her lips, and walked to the side of the two Demon Dao male cultivators in an instant, she picked up the face of the short and fat male cultivator nearby, and said softly.

"Nope! Don't come here! The pudgy man's eyes were full of horror, and he kept retreating.

More than ten days ago, when he was arrested by Hehuan Sect, he thought about his own death, thinking that "the peony flower dies, and the ghost is also romantic", so there is less resistance invisibly.

But he never thought that the monk who robbed him of Yuanyang was not a young female cultivator of the Hehuan Sect, but an old woman like Ning Yan Ancestor.

This way of dying undoubtedly made it much more difficult for him to accept.

However, it was obvious that the resistance of the short and fat male cultivator was useless. In less than an instant, it was sucked into a dead corpse by the Condensing Smoke Ancestor, and the essence was lost.

Half a day later.

The two demonic male cultivators all died tragically.

At this time, the ancestor of Ningyan also looked a lot younger, about forty or fifty years old, and she still had a kind of charm, the beauty of a half-old.

Then, Ning Yan Ancestor waved his sleeve robe and opened the stone door of his cave.

She looked beyond the stone gate and stood a young monk dressed in white with a jade tree facing the wind.

"This time, you did a good job, and the quality of these two good Yangding found is excellent."

Ning Yan Ancestor's face showed appreciation.

"It is the duty of a disciple to do things for the master. What the master commands, how can the disciples not fulfill their responsibilities. ”

Hearing this, the white-clothed monk immediately bowed and said flattering words to the Ning Yan Ancestor.

The time he worshiped under the Smoke Ancestor was not long. Less than fifty years.

It was probably after Leng Yuyuan's death that Ning Yan Ancestor had no descendants, so he took advantage of the void to enter.

Therefore, there is not much emotional foundation between him and Ning Yan Ancestor.

So when facing this master, "Kilgour" had to be respectful and did not dare to trespass at all.

When Ning Yan Ancestor heard this, he bowed his head slightly, and seemed to agree with Qiao Gao's filial piety.

It's just that his next sentence made Kilgour sweat and sweat profusely in an instant.

"Since you are so capable, it shouldn't be a problem to find two good Yang Ding or Yin Ding like just now for the teacher within a year."

Ning Yan Ancestor said lightly.

"This ......" Kilgogh was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

The foundation building demon cultivator outside is not a bird in the wild, he can lay a cage by setting up an ambush at will.

The two Yang Dings of the right talent have been successfully captured by him with great effort.

Now, wouldn't it be easy to catch two more?

"If it doesn't work, then you will be used as a yang ding, and you will double cultivate with your teacher."

Seeing that Qiao Gao was hesitant to say this, Ning Yan Ancestor couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and threatened.

"Yes, I will do it with all my heart!"

Hearing this, even if Kilgour was reluctant in his heart, he could only bite the bullet and agree.

Although in the Hehuan Sect, it is strictly forbidden for high-level monks to make up for the same sect, Qiao Gao does not think that the Smoke Ancestor, who is about to run out of life, will have any reason at that time.

At that time, in the face of the violation of Ning Yan Ancestor, the Shou slave at the pinnacle of Jindan, there is a high probability that the high-level of the Hehuan Sect will only open one eye and close one eye.

And he could only try his best to satisfy the greed of Ning Yan Ancestor, and not let him pull him on his back before he died.

"Old thing, when you die, I will not only inherit your inheritance, but also refine your bones into corpse puppets and torture them day and night."

Kilgour secretly made up his mind.

Thinking like this, Qiao Gao walked out of the mountain gate and flew all the way to the Xianjiafang City, which was closest to the Hehuan Sect's rudder.

As usual, he sent his Qi cultivation disciples to keep an eye on the foundation building and scattered cultivation in Fang City one by one, waiting for these monks to be left alone in the wild.

However, what Kilgour didn't notice was that when he was separating from his disciples, a green-robed monk suddenly paused slightly near him, looked at him with a golden look in his eyes, and flicked his fingers, releasing a transparent moth and following him firmly.

Half a quarter of an hour later.

When Kilgour walked into the restaurant and went to the box he was familiar with for a drink, as soon as he entered the door, he felt dizzy and fell unconscious on the table.

At this time, the green-robed monk who was standing next to Qiao Gao suddenly appeared in the box.

"I didn't think it would take much effort to get it. As soon as he came to the Hehuan Sect to divide the rudder, he bumped into the newly accepted disciple of Ning Yan Old Ancestor. The green-robed monk smiled slightly and thought.

This green-robed monk naturally knew that Fu Lin was in trouble and rushed to Wei Tu when he heard the news.

He spent a year refining the demon souls of the Camel Mountain Demon King and the Golden-backed Demon King into "cursed ghosts", and with the special secret technique of "Cursed Ghost Blood Escape Dafa", after the contract was completed, he rushed here non-stop.

Halfway through, there was no delay.

However, this time, Wei Tu did not search the soul of Qiao Gao, the captive cultivator.

The monks who have been searched for souls, the small forces may not be able to see any clues, but the probability of detecting them by a big faction such as the Hehuan Sect is not low.

It just so happens that the colorful phantom moth in Wei Tu's hand can also achieve the effect of soul searching with its natural illusion technique.

It was more than enough to deal with Kilgour, the foundation-building monk.

Half a day later.

Wei Tu got some information he wanted from Kilgour's mouth.

Then, after thinking for a moment, he waved his robe and solved Qiao Gao's illusion to bring him to his senses.

"Here, Fu has arranged an enchantment, even if you shout through your throat, it will be difficult for people outside to hear the slightest."

"I think you also know that Fu can stun you silently and kill you, it's just a matter of flicking his fingers."

Wei Tu snorted coldly and said.

"The juniors know, the juniors know." Kilgour turned pale with fright, and nodded in reply.

Although he can't see through Wei Tu's cultivation, he is not stupid, and he can guess it, and Wei Tu's cultivation is above the late Jindan period. Otherwise, he wouldn't have the ability to make him unconscious easily.

"Fu Lin and I have an old relationship, and this time Fu came to save him. You say, "Is there any way to accomplish this?" ”

Weitu gets straight to the point and gets straight to the point.

"Soul searching" to obtain information and coming up with a way to rescue Fu Lin from escape are two different things.

Professional things have to be done by professional people.

Among the low-level disciples of the Hehuan Sect, only Qiao Gao, the personal disciple of the Condensing Smoke Ancestor, had the strength to facilitate this matter.

"This matter ......" Hearing this, Qiao Gao did not answer immediately, his eyes flashed slightly, he gritted his teeth and looked up at Wei Tu, and bowed: "The junior can indeed come up with a way to rescue Fu Lin in this matter." But after acting like this, the future of the younger generation in the Hehuan Sect will inevitably be guaranteed. Moreover, he will also be held accountable by the Hehuan Sect afterwards. ”

Kilgour's meaning is simple.

Methods, he can think, and he can also execute.

But Weitu had to give him a guarantee.

Otherwise, he would be a death here in Weitu, and a death in Hehuan Sect, so why bother to go around in such a big circle.

"Good! Fu can guarantee that after you succeed, he will give you a Biyan Pill! And promise, I won't shoot at you again! ”

Hearing this, Wei Tu pondered for a moment, flipped his palm, took out a Biyan Pill, and shook it a few times in front of Qiao Gao.

Biyan Pill, the flat pill of this Molten Pill, although it is not worth mentioning in front of Wei Tu, the Yuan Infant Monk.

But obviously, its allure is first-class to Kilgo, a foundation-building monk.

"Every three months, my master has to rebuild in the cave to prolong his life. During this period, it is in its weakest state. ”

"In general, there is no contact with the outside world."

"The juniors can pretend to order Fu Lin to be transported from the inner door to the outer door area."

"At that time, it will depend on whether the seniors can take Fu Lin away."

Qiao Gao swallowed and said slowly.

"Rework?"

Wei Tu was surprised when he heard this, but then he thought about it and understood that this should be the drawback of the Demon Skill cultivated by the Ning Yan Ancestor, or a last resort after his longevity was exhausted.

After all, the Heavenly Dao is balanced, and while the Demon Gong is faster than the Righteous Dao Exercises, it will more or less be stained with some drawbacks that are difficult to eliminate.

These drawbacks are not obvious to the monk at the beginning of his practice, but they become more and more obvious in the later stage.

"Just follow this policy!"

Wei Tu narrowed his eyes slightly and agreed.

After speaking, Wei Tu beckoned, and took Killage in front of him, and then took out several poison pills from his sleeve and punched them into Qiao Gao's body one by one.

"Fu Mou is in the Yuanying realm, these poison pills, except for the ancestors you sent can solve them at a great cost, your master Ning Yan Ancestor can't find the slightest."

"If you dare to have two intentions, these poison pills will kill you one by one!"

Weitu threatened in a cold voice.

At this moment, of course he didn't mind, revealing his true cultivation, and then intimidating Kilgour.

"What?"

"Ancestor Ancestor?"

Hearing this, Kilgo's face immediately changed slightly, and his gaze at Wei Tu was also invisibly a little more deeply frightened.

At this time, Hugh said that he had been poisoned by these poison pills.

Rao didn't hit, and he didn't dare to have two hearts.

This is in addition to the fact that the deterrent power of the Ancestor is too great...... It is also because he knows his own value, and he also knows the law of the jungle that prevails within the Demon Dao Sect.

If he really provoked Wei Tu, the Yuan Infant Ancestor, even if he provoked it because of loyalty, the probability of protecting him within the Hehuan Sect was not great......

After all, whoever made him is not the descendant of the major high-level leaders of the Hehuan Sect. The only master who can rely on is also the "Shou slave" of Ningyan Ancestor, who is about to live a long life.

"The younger generation must help Fu Lao Zu wholeheartedly."

Qiao Gao raised his hand and swore.

……

Finished talking to Kilgour.

Wei Tu didn't stay in the restaurant box for a long time, he turned into a retreat, and after leaving it, he rented a cave house in Fang City and lived there temporarily.

Kilgour's memories according to Wetu.

Ning Yan Ancestor had just returned to rebuild half a day ago.

In other words, there are still three months before the "weak period" of returning to work and rebuilding.

After three months, he could go to the outer gate of the Hehuan Sect to meet Qiao Gao, and then take away Fu Lin, who was imprisoned and cultivated, according to the strategy formulated by Qiao Gao.

To do big things, don't be in a hurry.

Regarding this matter, Wei Tu, who is experienced in the rivers and lakes, is naturally very patient and not anxious.

It's just that when he stepped up and just stepped into the rental cave, his face couldn't help but show a trace of strangeness.

It turned out that after being separated from him, Kilgao had just rested in the box for a long time when he was knocked unconscious by another masked monk and induced him to confess.

And these, the wisps of divine consciousness that he put on his body, can be seen clearly.

"This person, like me, is so concerned about Fu Lin's safety?" After eavesdropping for a while, Wei Tu's face showed a little puzzled.

According to his snooping, in the box, the masked monk Qiao Gao was being interrogated, and his cultivation was above the middle of Jindan, to say the least.

But this masked monk's breath, Wei Tu had never seen it, it was not like the Master Fu Lin he had met before, the Heavenly Corpse Old Monster.

"The heavenly corpse blames this person, and the secret techniques are endless. It's not uncommon to know a few more breathless secret techniques. This masked monk may be a celestial corpse old monster. ”

Wei Tu thought secretly.

He didn't have much contact with Fu Lin, and he didn't know what friends Fu Lin had in the Jindan realm.

But he expected that there would only be a handful of monks who could take the risk and have the ability to step forward and rescue Fu Lin.

Among them, the corpse monster is undoubtedly on the list!

Therefore, after thinking for a moment, Wei Tu did not continue to watch from the sidelines, and in a flash, he returned to the restaurant box and appeared in front of the masked monk and Qiao Gao.

"Fellow Daoists keep their hands."

"Kilgour is already in the middle of the country."

Wei Tu arched his hand and said.

"Who are you?" The masked monk was shocked when he saw Wei Tu suddenly appear, and immediately took a step back, looking at Wei Tu with a wary expression.

He is a monk in the Jindan realm, who can make him suddenly appear without even noticing, there is no doubt that he is not an ordinary person.

"Fellow Daoist, who is it?"

Wei Tu did not answer, but asked the masked monk instead.

If this person is a corpse old monster, it is nothing for him to reveal his identity, but if he is not, it is inappropriate for him to expose his identity.

(End of chapter)