"Shut up" was so angry that his beard floated up. He glared at the Dao Gu angrily and said: "Nanli, you were extremely senior sister back then, and the master wanted to expel you from the sect back then, if it wasn't for the senior sister's intercession, you would have been a disciple of Cuiwei Palace a long time ago."

Nanli Daogu giggled and said, "She pleaded for mercy, she just cried and pretended to be compassionate, but in fact she wanted to buy people's hearts."

"You" Wushu was completely angered by his arrogant and unreasonable little junior sister. His beard fluttered, and he glared at Nan Li angrily: "Since you don't think about the friendship of the master so much, then the Taoist master has nothing to say to you."

Nan Li laughed wryly: "Wusha, do you really want to make a move?" You can think about it, you are not afraid that I will announce the incident that happened back then, and then you Wusha and that slut will become the laughing stock of Cuiwei Palace."

Wusha was so frightened by this sentence that cold sweat came down from his forehead. He stretched out his palm and retracted it.

He stared at Nanli and said, "What do you want?"

Nan Li said: "The old nun has been the palace master for decades, and now she is already planning to give way, since she is giving it to someone else, it is better to give it to me, as long as I am the master of this Cuiwei Palace, we will all pass together, and I will even fulfill your marriage."

Uncovered roared, "Shut up." Wusha shook his arm, pointed at Nan Li and said: "If you dare to insult the reputation of your senior sister again, Wusha Yuan will fall into the hell of your forehead, and you will be broken into thousands of pieces."

Nan Li sneered proudly: "Okay, since you defend her so much, you know how to do it, now you withdraw and leave that girl to me."

Xiao Jiu'er panicked when she heard this, and stared timidly at Wusha.

At this time, Wu Sha seemed to be very entangled, he glanced at Nanli, turned to Xiao Jiu'er, and sighed helplessly: "It seems that things have finally come to the worst step."

Wu Sha did not leave, but untied the belt, and the three thousand white hairs on his head fell like a waterfall again.

He wore his hair and walked towards Nanli like a savage, and said word by word: "Nanli, you can say it, it's a big deal that the old man will really get the fate of the dust today, and be a real monk."

As he spoke, the spiritual power in his body surged, and in an instant, the endless hair coefficient broke inch, turning into countless steel needles and flying south together.

At this time, Nanli was also dumbfounded, she didn't expect that she would be forced to cut off her hair without covering.

With a flick of her wrist, her cloak swelled, turning into a red cloud that enveloped the void.

Still, the sharp strands pierced it.

In the end, Nanli could only flee in panic until she returned to the palace gate.

Uncovered was already standing inside the palace gate.

He blocked the door alone and yelled at Xiao Jiu'er: "Go and rescue your master, leave everything here to me."

Nanli glared at Wu Sheng and said: "Aren't you afraid of being ruined, do you really want her to become a laughing stock."

Wusha stared at Nan Li, and said with a miserable smile: "Nan Li, you are too jealous, things have passed for decades, can't you let go."

Nanli roared angrily: "No, why should I let go, not her."

Wusha said: "Could it be that the position of a palace master is so important?"

Nan Li said: "Originally, it belonged to me, but I was confused by your clever words and passed the position of palace master to her."

Wusha sneered: "If the master really wants to pass it on to you, even if I say more, it will be superfluous."

Nanli laughed wildly: "You finally admit that you said bad things about me in front of the master again, or for that slut",

The corners of Wuwei's mouth twitched slightly, and he said after a long time: "I said something bad for you, but that's all true, it's not me making it up, and besides, Shizun was also ready to pass on the position of palace master to senior sister back then, but I didn't want her to be the palace master back then, so I tried my best to recommend you."

Nan Li sneered: "You recommend me, joke, you are obviously protecting that slut again."

Wusha said: "Who do you think will send your beloved to be a Taoist aunt, and it will be a lifetime."

As soon as these words came out, Nan Li's face changed suddenly, and she stared at her eyebrows for a long time before saying, "You really recommended me?"

Wusha nodded and said: "That day, I went to Shizun to recommend my sister, but Shizun insisted on refusing to change the candidate, and finally I was forced to collide with Shizun, so that I was finally expelled from Shizun."

When Nan Li heard this, her whole face changed, she insisted on her belief all her life, that is, she was the best candidate for the palace master.

And he was secretly framed by Wusha and that slut.

Who knew that all this was the result of his own speculation at the moment.

Nanli couldn't accept that he had been tormented by hatred for decades, day and night, and couldn't bear such a tragic ending.

He immediately pointed his finger at Wushu and shouted, "You are lying."

Wusha also knew the southern centrifugal realm, but just sighed, "Believe it or not."

The corners of Nanli's mouth twitched.

In the end, Nanli hung her head weakly, and after a long time, she looked up to the sky and laughed wildly and turned to leave.

The laughter was full of sadness, a hundred times more miserable than crying.

As she stepped out of the palace gate, those southern palace maids also withdrew.

The entire Cuiwei Palace regained its calm again, staring at the familiar Cuiwei Palace without cover, and said bitterly: "Master, the disciple still broke the precepts, and now the disciple will punish himself."

As he spoke, he knelt on the ground, then picked up a dagger and was about to wipe his neck.

In the midst of the crisis, a gust of wind struck, and the knife in his hand fell into the hands of another person.

He hurriedly turned around and saw a stunning Taoist aunt who was still holding an emerald bead curtain in her hand.

Looking at her, the Daoist's face turned red, only slightly pale.

"Senior sister," said in a low voice.

The long-lost title of "Senior Brother Wusha" made Wusha's heart beat wildly.

"You're old," Cuiwei Palace Master sighed: "Back then, you still had jet-black hair, and now you already have white sideburns."

Wusha also nodded slightly: "It's a good time, you and I have been separated for sixty years."

The Cuiwei Palace Lord raised his head slightly, and said in a daze: "I remember the day you went down the mountain, I stood here, staring at your back and gradually disappearing into the distant mountains, and I never saw you again."

Wusha suppressed his emotions and said, "Me too, I'll watch you turn around and return to the palace from the other side of the mountain."

The Cuiwei Palace Master said in a slightly choked tone: "Maybe this is the so-called fate..... Forget all about the past, and you have to live well."

Wusha stared at the Cuiwei Palace Master, and said with a struggling expression: "Could it be.... We really can't go back in time".

It can be seen that there are still some expectations in Wusha's heart.

The master of Cuiwei Palace glanced at him indifferently and said: "Cuiwei Palace has never married a saint, so this one will not be an exception for me here, everything was a dream yesterday, and now the dream has woken up."

The Cuiwei Palace Master was resolute, which made Wuwei's expression stiff.

At this time, Xiao Jiu'er interjected: "The rules are all set by people, and we can't stick to the rules."

"Shut up" Before Xiao Jiu'er finished speaking, the Cuiwei Palace Master stared at her angrily and said, "If you say this kind of rebellion in the future, I will kill you with one palm, even if I don't have you as a disciple."

, Xiao Jiu'er had never seen Shizun treat herself so harshly, and she suddenly understood one thing, that is, the fact that she wanted to change the rules of Cuiwei Palace was almost just a delusion.

The master of Cuiwei Palace said: "No cover, I can treat you as if you haven't come, and I won't use the door rules to punish you, you can go."

The indifference of the Cuiwei Palace Lord made Wu Wei very desperate. He raised his head and looked at her a few more times, and sighed helplessly: "Okay, I won't come back, the mountains and rivers are my destination."

Saying that, he was about to turn around and leave, seeing such a scene, Xiao Jiu'er anxiously caught up with Wusha and said, "Uncle Shi, don't leave in a hurry, and then wait."

Wusha shook his head bitterly and said, "I know your master better than you, and once she chooses something, she will not change it easily."

Xiao Jiu'er reluctantly glanced back at the Cuiwei Palace Master, and seeing her expression, she also knew that it would be useless to persuade her.

It's just that Xiao Jiu'er is a little reluctant to be uncovered: "Uncle Shi, where are you going."

Wusha glanced at the Cuiwei Palace Master, and said indifferently: "But these three thousand troubles, where the Taoist Master goes, is also at ease."

Xiao Jiu'er's eyes were slightly red, and she stared at Wu Cover, "Will you still come to see me?"

Wusha shook his head, but reached out and stroked her head and said, "Xiao Jiu'er, I will remember you, as long as you are in need, remember our contact signal, no matter how far away, Dao Ye will come to help you."

Xiao Jiu'er said a sentence that warmed Xiao Jiu'er's heart, and she tearfully bid farewell to the uncovered person.

When he turned around again, he was also stunned. Because she saw a crying cheek full of tears.

That face was full of tears, is this still the master?

Xiao Jiu'er seemed to understand something at this moment, she no longer resented Shizun, but went up, snuggled in her arms, and comforted each other.

The light fell from the clouds, with a hint of purple light.

Looking at the plants in another world all over the place, Traceless has a feeling of walking into a dream.

This was their first night in another world, and although they encountered many dangers, they were still extremely happy.

After all, the morning light of this other world is still incomparably magnificent and colorful.

Especially the old man, meditating cross-legged towards the morning light, he said, there is dozens of times more aura here than in the original world.

As long as he absorbs the aura here, he may be able to break through the realm.

And Traceless didn't have any interest in this, because he cultivated innate Gang Qi, not Spiritual Qi.

Without a trace looked at the old man on his knees, and the wild knife that was slashing wildly, he stepped towards the edge of the clearing.

He will protect the Dharma for them, at least until the old man wakes up.

This was perhaps the shortest time before the Great War.

Traceless stared at the pair of fierce eyes hidden in the mist, and knew that the next path was extremely difficult.

However, in order to survive, they can only fight hard.

"Master, I'm here to defend, you better breathe" Just squatted without a trace for a while, and the mad knife also rushed over.

Traceless stared at the mad knife and said, "It's okay, I don't actually need pranayama, the breath in my body can flow on its own."

Huh? Crazy Dao was a little stunned and said, "What kind of exercise is this?"

Wuxian shook his head: "It's not an exercise, it's a kind of magic weapon, and I'm also passive."

Crazy Dao said in surprise: "If this is the case, wouldn't Master Venerable be cultivating all the time."

Traceless nodded: "But even so, I can't break through the Jindan stage again, because my innate Gang Qi has been locked."

Crazy Dao said excitedly: "Not necessarily, didn't that Dao person say that there is a strange person at the lower level?

Wuxian was woken up by him so little, and he also felt that there was some truth, people only spent part of their time cultivating, but he cultivated all the time, even walking. This kind of cultivation intensity should be much faster than others.

Just when the mad knife was still excited and wanted to continue to explain, the ground suddenly trembled, and Wuxian hurriedly stopped the mad knife, turned to the old man and said, "Senior, get up, it's time to fight."

The old man restrained his breath and jumped to his feet, coming to the talisman array they had prepared earlier.

It was with this rune array that they barely defeated those invading monsters last night.

This time, I felt that the ground trembled more than dozens of times more than last night.

Traceless also took out the Sky Breaker Cone and asked the banshee to prepare for battle with those ghosts.

The banshee said lazily: "People's spiritual consumption is very large, and they have to recover a little before they can fight."

Traceless stared at her and said, "Defeat these first, and I will take care of them for you."

The banshee knew he was using the power of the ruins.

The banshee nodded in satisfaction and said, "Okay, the old lady will help you again."

As she spoke, she took a few ghosts and formed a formation together.

A brutal killing began.

The balls of flesh that were talking about it fell from the hillside like rolling stones, and the huge sound hit the unmarked eardrums.

Their cries were eerie, like some kind of mourning.

As the hillside is covered with all kinds of meat balls, the entire hillside becomes like a ghost.

The mad knife shot up violently, bearing the brunt of the attack, killing those meat balls with fierce fighting intent.

And the old man is a defensive talisman array, placed in the banshee and those ghosts, completely uncontrolled by Traceless, they act wantonly, and every time they will be at a specific time, giving people unexpected joy.

Sometimes, though, they make trouble, especially when they team up against a wave of meatball raids, and they slip away.

Without a trace didn't want to reason with them, he just slashed all the way with the mad knife.

Because the slightest slackness will cause the entire rune array to collapse.

He kept rushing and killing, and only when he was covered in that purple blood did this wave of attack slow down slightly.

It's just that the ground is still shaking, and it seems that there are more meat balls on their way.

"Master, it seems that the situation is different this time" Even the barbarian of the Crazy Knife felt that the gaffe was different.

Traceless stared at the undulating waves of flesh in the distance and said, "That's right, this time we seem to have found their nest."

Staring at the tall and bulging Roshan, Traceless felt that there seemed to be some mysterious power hidden somewhere. This is where these balls of meat are born.

The mad knife wiped the blood from the hilt, and then turned to the ghosts and said, "These guys seem to be more afraid of death than people, and they will retreat after a fight."

Traceless shook his head and said: "They are not afraid, but if they are tempted again, their spiritual power will be reduced when they leave the Sky Breaking Cone, and they are testing the effective distance of their attacks."

Only then did the mad knife come to his senses: "But their fighting method is useless."