The inner gate of the Yunmeng Sect.

Mo Xie sat in his cave mansion, his face in one hand, and a beautiful teacup in the other, his well-colored eyes full of worry.

The turmoil that happened outside and what the puppet had all done, Lao Chen had already told him through the communication Yu Pei.

At first, when Mo Xie heard this, he thought that Lao Chen had lied to him, after all, even a fart had a sign of a tight ass, not to mention a war that was enough to change the Southern Regions.

But in fact, it is true, maybe even the Dan Sect did not expect the Afterlife Sect to do this.

Goo.

Mo Xie drank the tea that had been cold in the cup, and muttered to himself, "You must win....."

Although he is now separated from the Afterlife Sect, it is undeniable that his heart is still there, after all, it is an important starting point in his life.

If he hadn't been invited by the Afterlife Sect at the beginning, he might not have grown to this point now, and he would definitely not know Lao Chen, a person who is worthy of entrusting his back.

Although he has encountered a lot of dangers in the past ten years in the Past-on Sect, it is undeniable that no one in the Past-on Sect is sorry for him, Kuruo has a purposeful care, three generations and five generations of teaching, Yun Ziyun's worries, Lao Chen's help without hesitation, and so on.

No matter what purpose these people have, they give what should be given to him, and they still give double the kind, according to Lao Chen's words, he has never seen a person being taken care of by so many people in the Afterlife Sect, he is evil, yes, the only one.

So now he himself is sorry for the Afterlife Sect, because he has never done a single thing for the sect, and he is not even as good as a disciple of the most marginal outer sect, and he only brings trouble, endless trouble.

Many times, as long as he is idle, he will think of his bits and pieces in the Afterlife Sect, and the corners of his mouth are always unconsciously upturned.

"I don't know how the old man is doing now in the fifth generation, Cao Luo's kid is a little white..."Mo Xie laughed to himself.

............

Two more days passed.

With this war as the center, the war that spread has spread to the entire Southern Regions.

And around Yunmeng, which was originally quite stable, there were some rumors about Yunmeng Sect at some point, and these rumors were all saying that Yunmeng Sect has now become a toothless tiger, as long as you gather enough manpower, you can attack it in minutes and enjoy the huge resources.

At first, many people scoffed at these rumors and expressed disbelief, but as they spread widely, various versions were derived, and some monks who did not believe in them gradually became believers.

There are also those small sects that are eyeing the Yunmeng Sect, in the past two days, they have been coming and going more frequently, and the number of spies around the Yunmeng Sect has also increased significantly, obviously to distinguish the truth from the falsehood of the rumors.

And after some inquiry, they found that the disciples who were originally guarding the door outside the Yunmeng Sect had disappeared at some point, and the surrounding atmosphere was quiet and a little weird.

................

Big Dream Ze.

"It's all settled?"

Lao Chen sat in front of the campfire, holding a wooden stick wearing a rabbit in his hand and turning in the fire, the rich aroma of meat wafted out, and the old man's face was also reflected in the firelight.

"Well, it's all settled. ”

Xiao Jun sat under a tree covered in blood and said without emotion.

Lao Chen nodded slightly when he heard this, then looked at Xiao Jun and said softly, "How does it feel to fight with the disciples of the Four Sects for the first time." ”

"It's very strong, neither the degree of condensation of cultivation nor the power of supernatural powers can be compared to those scattered cultivators. Xiao Jun was healing his wounds while reminiscing about the previous battle.

"Hehe, you're still far away, those disciples are just the old, weak, sick and disabled left by Yunmeng Sect, and they can't be put on the stage, and the real Tianjiao has long been secretly hidden by them. ”

"The Old, the Weak, the Sick and the ......"

After Xiao Jun heard Lao Chen's evaluation, a touch of surprise suddenly appeared on his cold face.

"That's right, it's the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, if you have the opportunity in the future, you will see what the real Tianjiao looks like, but if you want to compete with them, the current strength is far from enough, at least it has to be improved several times. ”

"Old Chen, how strong is Tianjiao's strength?"

"How strong, they will be able to fight you during the Qi refining period, and in the early stage of foundation building, they can beat you five by one. ”

Lao Chen's words, Xiao Jun's first reaction was not to believe it, how strong his own strength was, he knew very well that even if he was a small realm higher than himself, he could kill him on the spot, and he didn't need to spend too much effort, and he was confident that he also had the power to fight in the later stage of foundation building.

But the Tianjiao in Lao Chen's mouth can have his strength during the Qi refining period, how does Xiao Jun think and how does he think that Lao Chen is lying to him, but after thinking about it, Lao Chen needs to lie to him?

After being silent for a long time, Xiao Jun spoke: "The master used to fight against those real Tianjiao?"

"Of course, those who have fought with him are all real Tianjiao, and the strongest disciple of the Immortal Sect, Kong, is his defeated general, you must know that Kong, at that time, he survived the world-destroying thunder tribulation that no one in the immortal cultivation world had passed, but in the end he was still beheaded by the ink evil.

There is also Wang Ye, the first person in the Afterlife Sect to have an inner disciple, the obedient person of the immortal material, that is, the current young sect master, and the son of the Qing Emperor, they are all defeated under the Mo Evil. ”

When Lao Chen said this, his face was full of pride, as if it was not Mo Xie who defeated them, but himself.

“...........”

This time Xiao Jun was completely silent, although he had lived in the world before, he had heard of the figures with heads and faces in the Afterlife Sect, such as Wang Ye and Emperor Xiaoqing, which could be described as the top Tianjiao in the new generation of the Southern Regions.

"Don't be presumptuous, with your Dao body talent, there is still a lot of room for development in the future, with the support of the extreme realm and the huge resources behind it, you will definitely not be worse than them in the future. ”

Lao Chen saw Xiao Jun's dimmed eyes and comforted him a few words, but there was one sentence he didn't say, that is, it did not include ink evil.

After all, the talent and strength of the ink evil are rare throughout the ancient and modern times, whether it is the extreme realm, the ancestral spirit root, the dark day, everything is the capital leading to the strongest, but now, these capitals are gathered in one person, you can imagine how fast the growth rate will be in the future.

After a while.

The rich aroma of barbecue wafted out.

Lao Chen lifted the wooden stick and pinched the fragrant barbecue with his hand, and was about to tear off a piece to taste it, but at this time, a black shadow suddenly flew out of the grass next to him, directly pressing on Lao Chen's body, and the barbecue in his hand also fell into the muddy ground.

Quiet!

Deathly silence!

The sudden change made Xiao Jun, who was thinking about life on the side, not have time to react, just stretched out a hand and paused in mid-air.

"Phew, no one dares to beat you Grandpa Wang except my boss, today you are the first, suffer death." ”

The shadow cursed angrily, and a donkey stomped up from the ground, and then rushed into the grass with an arrow.

A series of vibrations followed.

A moment later.

Wang Chongshan, who was covered in mud, walked back with a sturdy wild boar on his shoulder, threw the wild boar aside at will, and then sat on the ground with his buttocks, and said while moving his buttocks: "Hey, what about Old Chen, why didn't you see Old Chen, and Xiao Junzi, what kind of expression do you have." ”

Xiao Jun: "............"

"The old man has been walking for so many years, and you are still the first person who dares to sit on me. ”

Lao Chen's vague voice slowly came out from under Wang Chongshan's buttocks.

Wang Chongshan: "................"

.............

"Master, I'm back. ”

In the cave mansion, the dark and bright wind and dust half-knelt in front of the ink evil, dragging the storage bag with both hands and raising it above his head.

Mo Xie took the storage bag, and after seeing the 1,100 puppets neatly placed in the storage bag, Mo Xie nodded with satisfaction, and said lightly to the dark Changming: "Get up." ”

"Yes. ”

"Are you tired?" Mo Xie asked very abruptly.

"It is the glory of subordinates to be able to do things for my lord, how can they be tired. ”

"Heh...."

Mo Xie laughed disappreliantly, then looked into his eyes and said, "I ask you, are you tired?"

"Uh...."

Dark Changming looked stunned for a moment, and then said honestly: "Tired." ”

"If you're tired, why do you have to persevere. ”

"Because subordinates want to live. ”

"Hehe, if this sentence comes out of the mouth of a monk, I will believe it, but when it comes out of the mouth of a dark consciousness like yours, how do I feel awkward to hear it. ”

"The subordinates know what their origins are, but the subordinates are not willing to perish, in other words, the subordinates want to experience what it is like to be human. ”

"Aren't you right now?"

Dark Changming shook his head and said bitterly: "If this body is compared to a home, then in the eyes of my subordinates, I am just a temporary tenant, and my subordinates want to have their own homes. ”

"Tsk..."

Mo Xie raised his eyebrows and said, "Starting tomorrow, spread some rumors in the Yunmeng Sect, the specific meaning must be that you should have heard Lao Chen say something." ”

"Yes!"

When Dark Changming heard this, he immediately knelt on the ground, his expression was overjoyed, and he knew that this was the ink evil that was giving him a huge opportunity, and changing his identity and status was in one fell swoop.

"Well, let's go down. Mo Xie waved his hand.

"Yes!"

When the darkness was gone, the ink demon took out a brand new puppet from the storage bag, and the puppet was a strange red color, its face was blurred, and there were no links in the joints, as if it were a whole.

When you touch it with your hands, the first thing you feel is a touch of coldness that penetrates deep into the soul, and the second is a soft texture like a human body.

On the whole, this puppet is no different from a normal person, except for the fact that its skin color and face are not like normal people.