"Uncle Liu, the words that let us get back to the Wood Spirit Infant in three months should be just the angry words of the ancestor, right?"

The middle-aged Confucian said cautiously:

"After all, everyone knows that the Supreme Wood Spirit Infant is extraordinary, and once it gets rid of the ban, it is not at all something that we, the Foundation Building Stage Cultivators, can re-prohibit it."

"Having said that, if you don't even have a clue about the whereabouts of the spirit baby, ......what will be the consequences?"

The woman's soft voice paused for a moment, and a look of smiling appeared on her face.

"Uncle Liu is aware that the escape of the spirit baby is not a matter of a few of us at all!" An ordinary-looking green-robed woman defended herself with some trepidation:

"Previously, it was Uncle Ning, who was in charge of guarding the spirit baby, who separated several of our juniors and disobeyed the order to fuse the spirit baby privately, so he was killed by the backlash.

By the time we arrived, the spirit baby was long gone.

Although we have the magic weapon in our hands to restrain and track it, the spirit baby is too fast for us to catch up.

Besides, now that the spirit baby has been banned and isolated, we don't have the slightest sense of it. ”

"Uncle Wangshi!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar, the majestic man and the other three also bowed down and pleaded.

"I see."

The woman surnamed Liu was thoughtful and puzzled:

"I'm a little curious, the Zhimu Spirit Infant is so vicious, how can someone ban this murderous thing without a special magic weapon to restrain it, it's really incredible."

The green-robed woman, the middle-aged Confucian student, the majestic man, and the old man with slightly yellow eyebrows were all silent when they heard this.

The four of them were also confused, they didn't know who did it, and they didn't know how that person imprisoned the spirit baby!

It stands to reason that none of the early Yuan Infant monks could do such a thing, and as far as the four of them knew—

There is no mid-Yuan infant in the rear of the Yue Kingdom!

"Okay, no matter who forbade the spirit child, as long as you can find the whereabouts of this person now, you can save your life." The soft voice of the woman surnamed Liu sounded.

It could be seen that she did not embarrass the four of them, and the green-robed woman, the majestic man and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uncle Liu, I heard the news of the sect before, and that Master Kuang will personally take action?"

The middle-aged Confucian whispered.

The woman surnamed Liu bowed slightly.

Suddenly, the four of them calmed down a lot.

"But will the monk who forbade the spirit child leave the Yue country and go to other countries? After all, we don't know what kind of nationality that person is. ”

The big man frowned, showing a worried look.

"Hehe, don't you know, junior brother? Uncle Liu is the candidate set by the sect to fuse the spirit infant! ”

The old man with slightly yellow eyebrows patted his ass without a trace, and said, "Uncle Liu has been cultivating a secret method specially prepared for this for many years!

Even if you are far away, you can sense the direction where the spirit baby is, and the forbidden spirit baby monk will definitely not be able to escape Uncle Liu's induction! ”

The other three looked relieved and slightly relieved.

But the Confucian scholar's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he brought up his previous guess and said:

"But looking at Yue Guo, there is no one who can have such a supernatural power to imprison the Wood Spirit Infant, it is none other than Chen Beixuan!

It just so happened that on that day, the place where the Wood Spirit Infant disappeared was not far from the Yellow Maple Valley! ”

"How is that possible? Ninth Senior Brother, don't scare yourself, if Chen Beixuan did it, how could this Zhimu Spirit Infant be able to get it back? ”

The more the green-robed woman spoke, the more frightened she became.

The majestic old man with yellow eyebrows is also uneasy, the name of the person, the shadow of the tree!

Now, Chen Beixuan is powerful and shocking the world, how can a few of them be able to deal with it?

"Then Chen Beixuan really has such great powers?"

The woman surnamed Liu said softly, with a hint of curiosity, and inadvertently flowed out of a charming demeanor.

"Uncle Shi doesn't know, I haven't seen Chen Beixuan yet, but Chen Beixuan is probably even more powerful than the rumors!"

The old man is the one headed by the four monks, and at this moment, the three representatives are all cautious when they talk about Chen Beixuan!

"Really? You tell me about Chen Beixuan! The woman surnamed Liu looked forward to being displaced, and Lianbu moved lightly, found a clean place, and sat down cross-legged.

"You know, the guilt of a few of you is not light, you really can't find the spirit baby, I'm afraid your master won't be able to intercede for you!" The young woman surnamed Liu had willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, with a somewhat lazy appearance, and said with a chuckle.

"My nephew also knows that this time the blame is inevitable, but this time, I am really a little wronged when I wait for a few others!

I also hope that Uncle Liu can say a few good words to his ancestors. ”

The old man smiled bitterly and pleaded.

"That Ling will tell me about the matter of Chen Beixuan before and after the loss of the spirit baby!"

The woman surnamed Liu stretched out her graceful and seductive body, and said with shining red lips: "The person who forbade the spirit baby is now thousands of miles away, and we can't catch up with each other for a while, but we are not in a hurry at this time." ”

"Yes, this starts from when Uncle Ning and we passed through the Yue Kingdom with the spirit baby, and Uncle Ning made an excuse at that time......"

The old man respectfully talked about the escape of the spirit baby, the ban of the spirit baby, and the killing of the ghost spirit sect master.

The woman surnamed Liu listened quietly, with no abnormal look on her face, as if she had already made up her mind.

But in the blink of an eye, his eyes flickered again.

The snow-white face showed curiosity from time to time.

Interested in what the old man said.

……

Yue Guo, Jing Zhou.

The place where the Seven Xuanmen and the Seven Gangs Alliance will fight each other.

Seeing that the invincible man in green shirt turned into a pile of ashes on the ground in a blink of an eye, for a while, whether it was the Seven Xuanmen disciple protectors, the elders worshipping, or the people of the Seven Gangs Alliance, they were all dumbfounded, full of disbelief!

"Fireball?"

Only Li Feiyu seemed to remember something.

He turned around and looked out into the distance.

I saw a woman riding the light and coming.

"Thank you Immortal Master for saving your life."

Li Feiyu bowed down and said respectfully.

At this moment, he was a little disappointed in his heart, he thought that it was Yang Chen and Han Li who had returned, but he didn't expect that it was a female immortal cultivator who passed by and saved his life.

"Don't call me an immortal master, I can't stand it." The maid Xiaomei said again and again.

She didn't dare to be, after all, this old man seemed ordinary, but he was Yang Chen and Han Li's best friend.

"Can't stand it?"

Li Feiyu's old face was full of doubts.

At that moment, a fierce wind blew by, and the dust flew up, accompanied by a cyan light that pierced the void.

"Who dares to kill my disciple?"

The cyan light flickered, and an old man with gray hair appeared, who was a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building.

Xiaomei looked stunned, she really didn't expect to meet a monk in the early stage of foundation building in the secular world.

This old man is gloomy, obviously he doesn't have many years to live, but his cultivation is undoubtedly a solid foundation.

This time it's over!

Actually killed the heir to the mantle of this old man!

Xiaomei secretly said that it was not good, she would not have taken the initiative to take this job if she had known it, and she should let Han Li come.

"Not good!"

"This old man is not a good person!"

"Can the immortal master handle it?"

Seeing the appearance of this foundation-building old man, the disciples of the Seven Xuanmen Dharma Protectors and the elders all changed their faces.

The momentum of this old man was far above that of the previous man in green shirts, and the two were not at the same level at all.

And looking at this old man's angry appearance, he obviously regarded the man in the green shirt as the real heir to the mantle!

At this moment, it is to avenge the disciples!

"Is it you little girl who killed my disciple?"

The old man of Zhuji narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

"I killed it, what can you do?"

The maid Xiaomei said: "Shouldn't you, a disciple, kill mortals indiscriminately with a little cultivation?" ”

"What's it to kill a few mortals? Do you want to do something for these ant-like mortals? ”

The old man sneered.

"No wonder your disciple is acting so recklessly, it turns out that the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked!"

Xiaomei suddenly realized.

"It's useless to talk more, since you girl killed my disciple, let's pay with your life!"

The old man sneered: "After you die, I will kill all these mortal warriors as a sacrifice, my disciple died here, and no mortal is innocent!" ”

What?

Hearing this, whether it was the people of the Seven Xuanmen or the Seven Gangs Alliance, their faces turned pale!

I never thought that these mortals would be so insignificant in the eyes of immortal cultivators, and they would kill them if they said they would!

No need to ask anything!

"Your Excellency is acting in such a way as to be against heaven."

At this moment, a voice sounded, accompanied by a sword light that tore through the void and slashed in!

This sword is like a match, stretching for dozens of meters, the momentum is amazing, and a sword slashes towards the old man who builds the foundation!

Boom!

In the shocked gaze of everyone, the sword light was like a dragon, and when it turned in the air, the old man was killed on the spot in an instant!

The old man couldn't react at all, and he was beheaded by a sword before he even had time to release the magic weapon and talisman!

Grunt!

Blood splattered out, staining the sky red!

The headless corpse of the old man who built the foundation fell to the ground, causing the Seven Xuanmen and the Seven Gangs Alliance to be silent in an instant.

"This old man died like this?"

"You didn't even block a sword?"

"Sword Immortal Method, this is the legendary Sword Immortal Method, outside the book, the flying sword beheads people!"

Countless warriors are talking!

The disciples, Dharma protectors, and elders of the Seven Xuanmen were shocked, they never expected such an amazing change!

Before, the old man was still arrogant, and he didn't want to be beheaded by someone with a sword in the blink of an eye, and he couldn't die anymore!

"Dare to ask who made the move?"

Li Feiyu looked at Xiaomei and asked curiously.

Before, that voice seemed to give him a somewhat familiar feeling, but after decades, he couldn't remember clearly, whose voice it was?

"See for yourself."

Xiaomei spread her hands and said.

Li Feiyu looked towards the sky, and saw a figure driving the cyan light and breaking through the sky.

As soon as the light flickered, a man with an ordinary appearance appeared, which suddenly made Li Feiyu's face ecstatic.

"Han Li!"

"Senior Brother Li!"

Han Li smiled and said, "It's been a long time. ”

"Long time no see, really long time no see......"

Li Feiyu smiled.

Seeing that Han Li was still the same as before, but he was gray-haired, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Could it be that Han Immortal Master?"

"I heard that Old Master Li has a junior disciple who is a legendary immortal cultivator, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

"I've ever had an immortal in the Seven Xuanmen!"

The disciples, Dharma protectors, elders, and worshippers of the Seven Xuanmen were all shocked, and they couldn't say complete words.

Li Feiyu also sighed a lot, and when the words came to his lips, he could only turn into one sentence: "Senior Brother Han, I didn't expect that I haven't seen you for decades, and you have mastered the true sword immortal method!"

"Before, that sword was really terrifying, I'm afraid that few people in Yue Guo could catch this sword!"

"Senior Brother Li praised it falsely, what kind of sword immortal trick am I, but it's just a small skill of carving insects."

Han Li shook his head and said frankly:

"If this is a sword immortal method, then isn't Senior Brother Yang a sword god method? Senior Brother Yang is the one who really has great magical powers, and I am nothing at all. ”

Great supernatural powers?!

When Li Feiyu heard this, the shock in his heart turned into shock, and he couldn't imagine that this was just a small skill of carving insects!

What will Yang Chen's supernatural powers look like?

Wang Chen stood aside, his eyes full of surprise.

He had thought that immortal cultivators would be very strong, but he never imagined that the gap between immortal cultivators and martial artists would be so big.

And the gap between immortal cultivators is also like mud!

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't have been able to imagine that such a terrifying figure existed in the world.

Immortal cultivators and mortals are like two species.

In front of the immortal cultivators,

Mortals are no different from ants!

Wang Chen, who is in the Heavenly Realm of Martial Dao, still thinks so.

The rest of the warriors were even more shocked, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time, and they will never forget what happened today.

"Senior Brother Yang, are you back too?"

Li Feiyu settled down and asked curiously.

"Senior Brother Yang has returned to the Seven Xuanmen."

Han Li said with a smile.

This is the end of this battle.

……

After dealing with the post-war affairs, Han Li flew towards the Seven Xuanmen with Li Feiyu, and it was already late at night when he arrived at the Seven Xuanmen.

Under the reflection of the moonlight, the mountains are like a landscape painting with splashed ink, full of poetry and mystery.

The grass and trees are deep, and in front of a tombstone, a majestic figure stands there like a statue, silent and solemn.

"Senior brother, senior uncle, I'm back."

The moonlight shine through the sparse clouds and sprinkled on the tombstone, reflecting a faint warmth, and Yang Chen stared at the tombstone.

The tombstone is engraved with the names of Wang Juechu and Chen Xuanjian, and the font is vigorous and powerful, and it seems that you can feel the breath of the two.

Yang Chen was like a world away, only a few decades apart, but he didn't expect that the master of the royal family and the uncle of the sword master had died of old age.

Changed.

Nangong Wan, Yan Ruyan, Xin Ruyin and Yang Chen stood side by side in front of the tombstone, as if they were infected by Yang Chen's emotions, and their expressions became sad and solemn.

In front of the tomb, the three of them were dressed in plain clothes, holding flowers and offerings in their hands, silently bowing their heads in silent mourning.

"You said you wanted me to bring a fairy back from the immortal cultivation world, but this time I brought three, I can't think of it, right?"

Yang Chen picked up the wine jug and laughed silently.

"You said, you didn't teach me anything, but the Seven Xuanmen will always be my home, I hope I can also dominate the immortal cultivation world, I did it, but you didn't do it."

Yang Chen poured out the flask and stood up.

Looking back on this journey, what impressed him the most was the days when he practiced in Qixuanmen, when there was nothing, but he felt that there were infinite possibilities in the future.

Now, I have everything, accompanied by beautiful women, invincible in the world, but I feel unprecedented loneliness.

The moon hangs in the sky, and when night falls, the moonlight sprinkles all over the mountains, dyeing the land with a layer of silver white.

The mountains are undulating like a giant dragon, and the rocks are even more steep and majestic under the moonlight.

Under the washing of the moonlight, the pine and cypress are even more lush, as if it is a dark green painting.

But as Yang Chen got up, the divine light in the sky was surging, and the entire Caixia Mountain Range was full of fairy light.

"I was born free, who would dare to be high?

"Life is short, and it will eventually be dust, why can the immortals travel the world, and we mortals can only be frogs at the bottom of the well?

"How many good scenery there are in this world, you can go and see it for us......" The words of the past echoed in Yang Chen's ears.

The young man stepped out in one step and entered the realm of the late stage of Yudan.

(End of chapter)

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