Although Mu Ningning shouted anxiously, Li Ping'an's expression did not change much.

Even the Dao heart did not have a trace of waves.

One thing to say, the magic of the Wanyun Sect cast by this young disciple made Li Ping'an feel slightly disappointed.

This disciple was already a second- or third-order Gathering God Realm, and the power of the spell was so commonplace, and he didn't have the momentum of breaking the door and breaking stones at all.

This is not the concentration realm that Li Ping'an yearns for.

Li Ping'an tapped at his feet, his body floated and retreated, and he dodged the qi swords steadily.

As soon as the clothes flew, Li Ping'an had a small crossbow in his right hand, and a wisp of mana was injected into it, and the sound of the spring ejection in it exploded, and several rusty sleeve arrows shot at the young disciple of Yaochen Peak.

The young disciple hurriedly retreated, and his left shoulder was pierced by a sleeve arrow, and his face was slightly distorted from the pain.

The disciple was furious, shook the sleeve arrow away, sealed the wound, and used the talisman to urge the cloud exorcism spell.

On the side, Mu Ningning had arrived with a sword, and the sword blade swept.

The young disciple's figure had no choice but to retreat, staring at Li Ping'an.

Li Ping'an was not in a hurry, and continued to observe Mu Ningning's moves with the opponent, and sighed secretly in his heart.

In the face of the Qi Refiner of the Gathering God Realm, the machine crossbow he carefully improved in the mortal world could only cause some skin injuries; Originally, there were some compound toxins quenched on the Hidden Arrow, which could make mortals fall asleep quickly, but this young disciple didn't feel it at all.

In short, it doesn't hurt or itch.

Mu Ningning fought with the young disciple to the ground with his sword, and Li Ping'an swept through the treetops with the introductory talisman to harass the formation.

Soon, at the edge of Li Ping'an's line of sight, a group of mountain patrol disciples who flew towards this place appeared.

Most of the disciples who patrol the mountains are outer disciples who have cultivated in the realm of refining the void and conforming to the truth, and occasionally there are outer deacons as team leaders.

Li Ping'an's mind was spinning rapidly.

Yaochen Peak, the third largest peak in the gate, is mainly responsible for the supply of pills in the Wanyun Sect, and there are many immortals who are good at alchemy.

The young disciple who clashed with him and Mu Ningning was the official disciple of Yaochen Peak, even if this disciple was the existence at the bottom of Yaochen Peak and was responsible for taking care of the treasure medicine spirit beast, his background was not comparable to that of the little disciple of Liuyunguan.

He can shout "Father Li Dazhi", what should Mu Ningning do?

Then, Li Ping'an thought of his old father again.

My father has not yet been able to gain a firm foothold in Wanyun Sect, although his seniority is high, but his cultivation is low.

Moreover, the status of Yaochen Peak in the door is slightly different from other peaks......

Li Ping'an kept thinking about all aspects, his body fluttered back and forth, elegant and free, and the yellow paper talisman in his hand summoned the thunder and fire technique, which made the young disciple overwhelmed.

When the group of mountain patrol disciples appeared a little farther away in the air, Mu Ningning was temporarily repelled by the mana burst out of the young disciple.

Li Ping'an saw the opportunity and shouted:

"Can the disciples of Liuyun Guan be bullied at will!"

The young disciple of Yaochen Peak said angrily, "If you don't go back with me to receive the punishment, then drag you back!" ”

Thunder exploded in the disciple's palm, and a mouthful of thick mist erupted from his mouth, and dozens of qi swords condensed from it!

Half of the qi swords shot at Li Ping'an on the treetops, and aimed at Li Ping'an's vital points for the second time, which made Li Ping'an's eyes pass a little cold light.

Half of the qi swords fired at Mu Ningning, forcing Mu Ningning to dodge and block.

Mu Ningning has a sword to protect herself, and she is safe and secure between advance and retreat;

But when she turned her head and swept towards Li Ping'an, her face instantly lost color.

Li Ping'an moved half a step slightly on the treetops, and was hit by more than a dozen air swords at the same time, and more than a dozen small blood arrows burst out from his shoulders, arms, and legs!

Li Ping'an let out a painful snort in his mouth and fell to the ground.

If the young disciple pounces on the tiger, he will rush straight to Li Ping'an!

The long sword in Mu Ningning's hand threw out several sword qis, trying to force the young disciple back, and grabbed Li Ping'an's arm with his left hand, but he didn't have time to support at all......

The figure of Li Ping'an's whereabouts and the big hand of the young disciple have coincided!

"Senior brother!"

Right now!

Li Ping'an suddenly opened his eyes, and three black lights flew out of his left sleeve, shooting at the young disciple's face!

That young disciple was originally here to capture Li Ping'an, but he really didn't expect it at this moment, his complexion changed greatly, but he didn't have time to dodge at all!

Bang!

The three black lights exploded in unison!

A black light burst out with dazzling firelight, and the fire was mixed with a lot of powder;

A black light exploded like a lotus flower, and countless small needles of cow hair shot out from it;

A black light let out a rapid whistling, and two thin leaf-shaped darts popped out left and right!

The young disciple only had time to cover his eyes with his arms, and let out a half-miserable howl from his mouth.

Why half a tone?

The moment the three hidden weapons erupted, Li Ping'an's right hand was already pressed against the young disciple's throat!

He didn't have the slightest strength, he pushed forward with one palm, and the mana around his body was condensed in every square inch!

Hearing another snap, the young disciple slammed into the trunk of a tree ten feet away, and then rolled down to the ground.

The man convulsed, kicked his legs hard to stand up, and his bloody face turned red...... After struggling for two breaths, he simply passed out.

Look at Li Ping'an again.

After hitting that palm, Li Ping'an smashed straight down on the grass, and slowly and gracefully turned his head and spewed out a small mouthful of blood, so that the small wound on his body began to continue to shoot out small blood arrows.

But Li Ping'an felt that he was not miserable enough, and before Mu Ningning rushed to his side, he shook the meridians and created some fake internal injuries that would not leave roots.

"Senior brother!"

Mu Ningning half-knelt beside Li Ping'an, his sword pointed at the young disciple, bowing his head to help Li Ping'an up.

Suddenly, a muttering as thin as a mosquito sound penetrated into her ears:

"The peak of the medicine dust is large, and the view of flowing clouds is unfounded.

"I'll take care of everything later, you just have to cry."

Cry?

Mu Ningning bit her lip lightly and said hurriedly: "But, but I can't cry, I won't cry when I'm three or five years old!" ”

"No, prick yourself with a needle......"

Li Ping'an shook the skin at the throat, turned his head and spewed blood, lying in Mu Ningning's arm, making a picture of more air and less air intake.

In the air, several figures fell rapidly.

"No fight inside the door!"

"Oops! Help! It's just such a little cultivation, why did you fight! ”

"Tell the deacon!"

Mu Ningning was a little flustered, she gritted her teeth, pinched the fine skin and tender flesh of her forearm, and pinched it with mana, so she wanted to cry and tears in her eyes.

……

Elder Yan Sheng has been the rotating hall master of the Wanyun Sect's Ordinary Affairs Hall and Yangyun Hall in the past ten years.

There are six halls on the main peak of Wanyun Sect, which are Wanyun Palace, Chuangong Palace, Daozang Palace, Miaoyun Palace, Yangyun Palace, and Everything Palace, which is regarded as the power organ of Wanyun Sect.

The palace of all things rules over all things at the outer gate;

Yangyun Hall is responsible for regularly distributing cultivation resources to the thirty-six peaks in the gate.

According to the rules of the door, the rotating hall masters of these two halls should have been served by the elders of the inner gate or the masters of each peak in turn.

But the peak lord and the inner door elders are already in the realm of heavenly immortals;

When the living beings reached this realm, they were only one step away from immortality, and everyone was bored with the slightest chance of immortality, and no one wanted to waste time on these tedious affairs.

Over time, the rotating hall masters of these two halls have become Elder Yan Sheng, who has been trapped in the True Immortal Realm in the cultivation realm, and has deep qualifications and high seniority.

——The grades of immortals from low to high are Yuan Immortal, True Immortal, Heavenly Immortal, Golden Immortal, Taiyi Golden Immortal, and Daluo Golden Immortal.

According to the rules of Wanyun Sect, the heavenly immortal can be the elder of the inner gate, and the true immortal can be the elder of the outer gate.

This Elder Yan Sheng had long been accustomed to the idle days when he was on duty.

He has been stuck in the bottleneck of the true immortal for thousands of years, and his mind to practice hard has long faded, and his Dao heart has gradually fallen silent, and now the only pleasure left is sleeping, drinking tea, pondering formations, and refining alchemy.

In the corner of the hall of all things, Elder Yan Sheng, who had just woken up from his rocking chair, listened to the noise coming from behind the screen, grabbed the dry tobacco pouch on the side, and slowly took a sip of the smoldering dry spirit root.

The powerful immortal consciousness at the peak of his true immortal did not spread, but he listened with his ears, and his wrinkled and thin face was a little more energetic. - Immortals are called immortals, and unimmortals are called spiritual senses.

It sounds like a few little disciples have a conflict?

This is also a rare thing inside the door.

The vast majority of the disciples practice honestly in their respective mountains, and the sect has always advocated mutual assistance and love among the sects, and cannibalism is the first sin of the same sect.

At this moment, a deacon of the outer gate was telling the high-ranking deacon of the Temple of All Things about the beginning and end of this conflict.

There were two young disciples of the Qi Cultivation Realm in the Liuyun Temple, because the Wugu Pill was used up, and the Liuyun Guan deacon Wei Yanzi was temporarily in retreat, and they rushed to the main peak to find the Wugu Dan together. The two of them could only rush through the river valley, and encountered a vicious beast halfway through. The strange beast pounced on the two, and the two fought back and injured the strange beast, and the disciples of Yaochen Peak, who were supposed to guard the strange beast, rushed over and fought the two without saying a word.

Yaochen Peak worshiped the disciples of the Immortal Master, and made a move against the two little monks in the Liuyun Temple, who could only be regarded as the registered disciples of the Wanyun Sect?

Elder Yan Sheng took a sip of dry smoke.

This matter is not difficult to decide.

If everything is true, these two little disciples of the Qi Cultivation Realm are not at fault, and this disciple of Yaochen Peak is guilty of ineffective supervision of strange beasts, and he is suspected of bullying the weak, so he should be severely punished.

Elder Yan Sheng didn't say anything, and waited quietly behind the screen;

He wanted to see what decision the senior deacon who had dealt with the matter would make.

This high-ranking deacon is named Wang Xinhui, from the head of the family, and now has the peak cultivation of the Yuan Immortal Realm, has served in the Temple of Everything for more than two thousand years, is steady, famous, and is the successor immortal that Elder Yan Sheng focuses on cultivating.

I heard Deacon Wang Xinhui mutter a few times and said slowly:

"Now that the matter has been ascertained, right and wrong are twists and turns, and the disciples of Yaochen Peak have neglected their duties......"

"Hey! Senior Brother Wang! ”

A middle-aged male cultivator on the side whispered:

"Yaochen Peak has always been in the vein to protect the short, although this disciple is only in the realm of gathering gods and doing miscellaneous labor in Yaochen Peak, he should be cautious in dealing with it, not to mention, people are injured like this......"

Wang Xinhui's big face was a little serious.

He said: "Even if a few uncles and uncles from Yaochen Peak are here, they should also be reasonable." ”

The middle-aged male cultivator said again: "It can be said that there are a thousand ways and ten thousand, and it is also these two little disciples who injured the rare ancient beast first." ”

Deacon Wang Xinhui was silent, as if he was thinking.

Elder Yan Sheng in the corner took a puff of his cigarette and squinted and smiled.

One of the major responsibilities of the Cloud Raising Hall is to maintain the harmony of the thirty-six peaks in the door;

There are 10,000 or 20,000 potential disciples in the inner gate, outer gate, and outer station of the Wanyun Sect, and the stewards need to be as thoughtful as possible.

Then Deacon Wang Xinhui said:

"If these two little disciples hurt the spirit beast first, they should be held accountable, and let them think about it behind closed doors after recovering from their injuries.

"But this disciple of Medicine Dust Peak, using the cultivation of the Gathering God Realm to bully the two disciples of the Qi Cultivation Realm, it is too embarrassing to give medicine to Dust Peak, and he is the first party to strike in this disciple battle, so he should be punished heavily.

"There hasn't been a disciple fighting in the door for decades, so it's better to invite his master over and discuss how to deal with it."

Elder Yan Sheng nodded slightly.

That's pretty appropriate.

It's just that......

Elder Yan Sheng felt a little pity for these two little disciples.

I'm afraid they won't be able to apprentice in the future. ’

The little disciples who have been practicing in the Liuyun Temple for a long time are all left over by the immortals in the sect, and they are not real immortal seedlings;

Now these two little disciples have offended Yaochen Peak again, and in the end, even if they reluctantly enter the outer gate, I am afraid that life will not be easy.

Elder Yan Sheng took a sip of dry smoke, and then released his immortal sense and investigated the specific injuries of the three little disciples;

The disciple on his robe with the Yaochen Peak logo had small scars on his face, and his neck was almost collapsed and bent inward, which was a real serious injury for a Gathering Divine Realm Qi Refiner.

'This was really beaten by a Qi Cultivation Realm disciple? ’

Elder Yan Sheng's gaze looked to the other side.

On the other side, a young man was lying on the floor, covered in blood, and the mana in his body was also vibrating, but Elder Yan Sheng could tell at a glance that he was not seriously injured;

Another girl sat on her knees, her eyes swollen and pitiful.

Well?

Elder Yan Sheng frowned slightly at first, then suddenly opened his eyes and got up again.

This young man is not, he is not the ......

Son of Great Ambition!

This!

Isn't this the son of Uncle Dazhi?

Elder Yan Sheng's figure flashed and turned out of the screen directly, ignoring the sight of the Dao Dao in the hall, and rushed to the middle of the three disciples.

It's really that Li Ping'an!

Elder Yan Sheng thought for a moment, took out a gourd in his arms, poured out two precious elixirs, flicked his fingers, and sent them into the mouths of Li Ping'an and the disciples of Yaochen Peak.

The pill melted in the mouth, and the two of them were quickly wrapped in the medicinal fragrance emanating from their bodies, and their injuries were rapidly recovering, and the mana in their bodies even rose slightly.

The deacons, disciples, and disciples on the side reacted at this time and saluted Elder Yan Sheng in unison.

The high-ranking deacon Wang Xinhui hurriedly asked, "Elder, what is this?" ”

Elder Yan Sheng glanced at Li Ping'an, his gaze was quite complicated, and said in a deep voice: "Deacon Xinhui? ”

"Elder, you command."

"Hurry up to the back mountain, and ask Uncle Li Dazhi to come to the Palace of All Things."

Elder Yan Sheng said again:

"Be sure to explain to him that Ling Lang is fine, and the disciple he injured is seriously injured...... Say so! ”

"Don't worry, Elder, I'll go."