"The secret agent reported that the Southern Desolation Soul Devouring Sect wants to stretch out its roots to my Dongzhou, and implicitly point to the territory of Wanzhou. So the old man came here to investigate. And when he heard that you were in this city, he came by the way to meet you. ”

Before Su Lang could ask the question in his heart, Feng Shi explained to himself.

The Soul Devouring Sect, one of the six major sects of the Demon Dao, has the Seven Xuanmen intervening in this matter, so there should be no need to worry too much.

Su Lang nodded, and then said, "Feng Zhutou, I found traces of suspected corpse sects in the Xianjiang Horse Mansion. He took out the pill bottle containing the corpse water from his sleeve and handed it to Feng Shi.

"Oh?" the latter frowned and uncorked.

A dark green droplet floated out and floated in the air. That said, there was not a single smell in the air.

Feng Shi nodded: "Ma Fu...... I heard that Ma Jianzhou has been looking for trouble with the Qingfeng branch recently. In this way, Ma Sheng's loud shouting that resounded throughout the city was provoked by you?"

Su Lang was a little embarrassed and nodded.

"Good boy, Ma Jianzhou silently. Feng Shi suddenly slapped the table, startling Su Lang.

"The old man is in charge of this!" Feng Shi laughed: "If you want to do something, you can do it." ”

Su Lang hugged his fists and thanked him. In fact, a few drops of corpse liquid did not mean that Ma Fu really colluded with the Fu Corpse Sect, and he only planned to let the Seven Xuanmen be used as a containment to strengthen Ma Sheng's scruples.

The support of the golden medal to catch the head is an unexpected joy. Now, there is no need to consider Ma Sheng's face at all.

"Feng Zhutou, if there is nothing else to do, the younger generation will retire. ”

Su Lang was about to take a step, but he felt that his body was imprisoned by a powerful aura and could not move.

He looked at Feng Shi helplessly.

The latter turned his head and whistled, as if he didn't care about himself.

What's going on...... Su Lang had a headache.

Within the dantian, the sea of yin and yang bitterness slowly turned, and the rhyme of the Tao suddenly appeared. Around his body, his aura suddenly distorted, twisting and dismantling.

"Damn!" Feng Shi burst into foul language. Su Lang, a monk of the bitter sea, how could he break free from the restraint of his aura? Although he did it at will...... It shouldn't be like that!

Su Lang turned his head and left, not intending to give Feng Shi face at all.

"Stinky boy, you wait!" Feng Zhutou said anxiously.

"Feng Zhutou, is there anything else?" Su Lang turned around, pretending to be interested.

"Qixuanmen is recruiting talents. This purple ribbon seal order, you have to accept it for the old man!"

The Purple Ribbon Seal Order is the identity certificate of the purple ribbon catcher. The Seven Xuanmen is headed by the chief catcher, and is divided into four levels: gold medals, silver medals, purple ribbons, and green ribbons, and then there are deacons and horse heads and other positions.

Su Lang had already known that the Seven Xuanmen had the intention of soliciting him, and Feng Shi should have this intention when he came to meet him. However, he never expected that Qixuanmen would be so generous that he would directly promote himself to the purple ribbon.

After all, even if the strict inspection procedures are removed, the minimum cultivation of the in-service purple ribbon catcher is already in the early stage of foundation building.

Although Su Lang was surprised in his heart, he still politely refused: "Feng Zhutou, I am used to being idle in the rivers and lakes, and I am afraid that it is not good for me to hold an important position in the Seven Xuanmen." ”

"What kind of reason is this?" Feng Shi glared, his hair standing on end, like an angry lion.

I retract my previous evaluation...... Feng Zhutou is really a human being, as his name suggests. Surangmer said.

"The old man helped you solve Ma Sheng's troubles, you must at least say something, this is reasonable?"

Su Lang smiled bitterly and nodded.

"That's right! Isn't it the best of both worlds to accept this seal?"

Before the words fell, Feng Shi had already thrown out the purple ribbon seal quickly.

If it were to be smashed into the chest, perhaps a few bones would have to be broken...... Feng Zhutou is really ruthless. Su Lang silently slandered and stretched out his palm.

"Bang-" The seal slammed into his hand with a muffled sound.

Su Lang shook his slightly numb arm and said, "Feng Zhutou is really old and strong. ”

"Haha, each other! I heard that you are strong in the flesh, but today it seems that there are indeed some doorways. Feng Shi didn't feel guilty at all.

I'm still young, so why are we each other. Su Lang's face darkened, and he turned his head and walked again.

"Stinky boy, I don't have any bearing at all. Feng Shi laughed and didn't stop Su Lang anymore.

After Su Lang left, he suddenly figured out that something was wrong: "It has always been outsiders who want to get an official position in my Qixuanmen...... Why did I get to Su Xiaozi, but I begged him to accept the official position, or the purple ribbon seal of the foundation?"

A day later, there was a rumor in Xianjiang City that Su Lang of Qingfeng Sect wanted to fight Feng Jianzhou, the eldest son of the Feng family, on behalf of his junior brother, but the latter was timid and closed his door. Therefore, Su Lang entered the horse mansion, defeated it, and went away safely.

Everyone talked about it, and they were skeptical.

"If you want to say that Su Shaoxia can defeat the eldest son of the Feng family, I believe it. It's just that a blow under the nose of the foundation building character is far away, which is too dreamy. ”

"Building a foundation is the realm of immortals, and its spiritual sense is so strong, how can the Bitter Sea Monk imagine it, let alone avoid it?"

Until a knife was hung in the market.

"Grand Prince Feng's saber ......" everyone's eyes fell to the ground.

The outside world was full of turmoil, but Su Lang sat in the Qingfeng branch hall and drank wine indifferently.

Cen Hai paced back and forth, looking anxious:

"Senior Brother Su, rumors from the outside world are so rifant, if Zhuji's anger pours out, how should we deal with it?"

Xun Youling raised his hand and said, "That's not a rumor!" made Cen Hai's face bitter again.

Su Lang glared at his junior sister, turned his head and said leisurely, "Senior Brother Cen doesn't need to be anxious. I have my own bottom line. ”

"The rumors outside may have been released by the senior brother himself. Xun Youling raised her hand again and grinned.

This girl has been getting bolder lately. Su Lang rewarded her with another chestnut, which made the latter cover his head aggrievedly.

"Senior Brother Cen, don't worry, my boss never does anything that you are not sure of. "Thoughtful patted his chest.

Su Lang nodded, it's still the fat man who understands me best!

If the corpse had not been found in Mafu before, and he had not received the support of the Golden Medal Catcher, Su Lang would not have acted in such a high-profile manner. Maybe after punishing Ma Jianzhou, he will ask the head of the sect to use the power of the sect to deal with the aftermath.

The current situation, although there are many coincidences, is also to save a thousand miles of sound transmission order.

"If there is no collusion between the Ma family and the Fu Corpse Sect, I will use the power of the Seven Xuanmen to investigate again. Su Lang thought silently and touched the small purple ribbon seal in his sleeve robe.

Before Su Lang had finished drinking a jar of summer winter, Xianjiang City exploded and shouted: "Su Lang!"

The strong wind rushed to the Qingfeng Branch, bringing up leaves and dust along the way, and overturning the stalls on both sides.

Su Lang sat upright, filtering the dust leaves with the net of spiritual energy, leaving only the pure wind to blow his face, blowing his robe.

"You can't ruin your image. He thought to himself with a little humor.

Subsequently, the aura of the foundation building realm descended, and it was overwhelmingly pressed on his physical body.

In the next second, the wooden bench he sat on was not burdened, and it cracked with a "click", shattering into sawdust and scattering in all directions.

Su Lang's face darkened, and the whole person was pressed to the ground. At the last moment, he reluctantly changed to a cross-kneeled position, retaining a trace of image.

"Poof!" Xun Youling laughed. Senior brother's expression is really interesting!

Even Ning Lan couldn't bear to look at it more.

This coercion is basically aimed at Su Lang. Therefore, although the four people around were also affected and could not move, they were still able to try their best to maintain their respective images.

Su Lang had also faced Li Chen and the two foundation-building realm monks in black a few months ago. The former is afraid that his strength will only be less than half of his strength because of his face, and the latter is to forcibly improve his realm with pills, and he was caught off guard by Su Lang, and his means are not obvious.

Now, for the first time, he really faced the coercion of the foundation building monks.

The flesh and blood in the middle of the bitter sea surged. Su Lang was slightly hean, and he exerted all his strength, as if he wanted to stand up.

"Hmph!" A cold snort sounded in the air, and the coercion intensified again.

Su Lang was pressed to the ground again, and an abnormal flush appeared on his skin. This is when a tiny blood vessel ruptures.

He sighed secretly: "It's really a fairy and a mortal separation." "Silently attracted the avenue of wind in the body.

Immediately, the cyan Dao rhyme flowed, changing the surrounding weather. The coercion was overwhelming, but it suddenly slid away to both sides, crushing the floor tiles around Su Lang.

Su Lang let out a breath and slowly stood up.

Although it is still limited everywhere in the foundation building aura, at least it is not so embarrassing.

"The breath of the Dao!" Ma Sheng was furious, his voice rolling. How can such bitter sea ants perceive the supreme way? I am already in the late stage of foundation building, and I am still suffering from the threshold of the avenue for a long time!

"I've seen the head of the Ma family. I haven't seen your son for a long time, have you been sick lately?" Su Lang smiled slightly.

I saw that Ma Sheng's forehead was bruised, and he smiled instead of anger: "The erector is rampant, today the old man will teach you how to respect the elders!"

He flicked his fingers and shot out a red light, pointing directly at Su Lang's eyebrows.

Feng Shi, who was secretly in the dark, was about to make a move, but saw Su Lang close his eyes and stand still, his expression indifferent.

"Don't you have a backhand?" he became interested, and temporarily dismissed the idea of making a move.

A cold light emanated from the black scabbard.

"Wind Crossing Sword Technique!" Su Lang swung out the morning dew, and held the powerful red beam of light with the realm of light and weight.

Can't stop it, I can bounce back to it!

He flipped his wrist and redirected the beam so that it headed straight for Ma Sheng.

Ma Sheng was surprised in his heart, and spit out the bytes lightly: "Explosion." ”

"Bang!"

The flames surged and rolled back towards Su Lang.

The latter relied on a body comparable to that of the late stage of the bitter sea to resist the heat and rise again in the morning dew.

Recruit the name!

In the flames in the sky, a beautiful sword light lit up.

"What kind of move is this? Create your own move!" Feng Shi was taken aback. What kind of demonic character can comprehend such an amazing sword technique in the realm of the bitter sea?

If you want Feng Shi to know, the person in front of him has also experienced two enlightenments...... I wonder how he would feel.

Ma Sheng's face was gloomy. Although this knife is extremely gorgeous, you can also use your body to dodge, or directly soar into the sky, and you will not be hurt at all.

But he suddenly thought about it, and met it with his sword.

"Boom!"

Chaolu trembled. Su Lang took dozens of steps back, unloading his strength, his eyes were still glowing with golden light, and he was dizzy.

Ma Sheng frowned tightly and looked down at his fingers. A drop of bright red blood slowly fell.

Feng Shi, who was secretly plucking his beard: "This is the second drop of Zhuji blood that Su Xiaozi cut off?"