Two hundred and thirty-nine, two sections

The new Candle Witch is still a twelve-year-old.

Although the talent is good, under the training of the old priest, he also entered the door of witchcraft, but it is still very reluctant to lead a tribe to develop.

However, there is always a time for Lu Xuan to leave, and the Candle Tribe will still have to rely on this child in the future.

Lu Xuan is not familiar with Wu's cultivation method, although he has been in contact with the Yanshi tribe and has some understanding of the foundation, but he really has no insights.

Fortunately, the path of cultivation is the same after all, and with his knowledge, there may be so much that he may not dare to say, but there is still no big problem in cultivating this child into a qualified priest.

Of course, the most important thing is that the foundation has already been laid by the old priest, and there is no need for Lu Xuan to guide him to the beginning, he only needs to give some guidance and provide some help, so that he can grow up in a short time.

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With the help of Lu Xuan, the Candle tribe gradually settled down in the valley.

The disciple of the old priest is not bad, and his foundation is also very good, with Lu Xuan, a person who is responsible for the Xuanmen exercises and has seen a lot of knowledge, he has grown a lot in a short period of time.

Lu Xuan didn't blindly help him improve his cultivation, but also taught him some principles and methods of managing the tribe according to the survival needs of the Candle Tribe.

Gradually, he began to deal with some of the tribe's affairs personally, and took him out to deal with some fierce beasts.

Maybe it's because the natives of Bao Suzhou are born with the ability to adapt to the environment quickly, although they are not very old, but under Lu Xuan's training, this child already has the ability to take charge of himself.

Even if the cultivation level is still low, it is not a big problem to shine on the small tribe of only one hundred and eighty people.

"Fairy Child, the people of the Mulong clan are here. ”

On this day, Lu Xuan was instructing the 'candle' to practice according to the witchcraft method of the Candle Tribe, but someone from the Mulong tribe came to visit.

With a little doubt, Lu Xuan saw the clansman of the Mulong Clan.

The person who came was a young man, out of breath, who seemed to have run a long way, and whose face was not very good-looking, and seemed to be in a hurry.

When he saw Lu Xuan, he hurriedly greeted him and said, "Fairy Tong, I came to you on the order of the Dragon Witch, the tribe met an enemy, and the Dragon Witch asked me to ask for your help." ”

Hearing this, Lu Xuan's mind moved, and he remembered what happened to the Candle Tribe, so he said, "Who is it?"

"The dragon witch said that the people who invaded the Candle tribe are from the same place. ”

Among the small tribes, the ordinary people of the tribe did not have any specific impression of the Demon Cult, and some had never even come into contact with the Demon Cult monks.

And they don't pose any threat to the Demon Sect, and to deal with the Demon Sect, it's more about watching witches.

They didn't know much about the Demon Cult.

It seemed that the matter was more urgent, and the dragon witch sent this young man to ask for help before he had time to make more orders, so he couldn't say why.

Dragon Witch can be regarded as having provided a lot of help, since he is in trouble, Lu Xuan will not sit idly by, and the person who violated the Mulong clan is likely to be the Demon Sect monk who killed the old priest, if he can avenge the old priest, it can be regarded as a consummation.

Therefore, Lu Xuan did not slack off, and after leaving a few words of advice, he took the young man of the Mulong clan to control the turtle and snake sword and rushed to the Mulong clan.

The two tribes were only twenty or thirty miles apart, and the turtle and snake sword light flew away, and it was almost instantaneous.

As soon as he saw the outline of the Mulong Clan, Lu Xuan saw an anxious scene.

The entire Mulong tribe was shrouded in a red barrier, and around the tribe, a blizzard was surging, and in the center of the storm, there was a black-robed monk holding a pearl.

The source of the storm's power was the pearl in the hands of the black-robed monk.

Seeing such a scene, Lu Xuan immediately remembered what the patriarch of the Candle Tribe 'Huo' had said, the Demon Sect monk who invaded the Candle Tribe was holding a pearl and was good at moving the wind and snow.

Lu Xuan's heart was full of turns, and he put down the young man from the Mulong clan first, and did not rush to act.

Although the red barrier that shrouded the Mulong clan was shaking in the wind and snow, it obviously didn't last long, but it was not broken immediately, and Lu Xuan still had time to prepare.

Although his current cultivation is stronger than before, and his spiritual fetus has strengthened his strength even more, he doesn't know much about that Demon Sect monk, and when he looks at it from a distance, under the cover of the power of wind and snow, his sense is not clear.

The wind and snow driven by the pearl were obviously unusual, mixed with a faint blue power, so that the black-robed monk's aura was also masked.

Lu Xuan quietly touched it, not attracting the attention of the black-robed monk.

When I got closer, I saw a corner of the red barrier, and the priest of the Mulong clan, Long Wu, was holding a stone pillar, and the pillar was painted with the totem of the candle dragon, and the red barrier was issued from the stone pillar.

But I could see that Long Wu's face was very bad, his body trembled, and he looked quite struggling.

The method of the Mulong clan is to sacrifice the candle dragon with its own spirit and connect the natural power of heaven and earth to cast spells.

The physical body is not strong, and even because of the weight of the spirit, often among the witches, the stronger the spiritual cultivators, the faster the physical body ages.

Although it is said that relying on a strong spirit can sustain life, once it encounters a strong enemy and consumes too much, there is a risk of backlash, and without the maintenance of strong mental power, it may die in an instant.

Obviously, the situation of the Dragon Witch is not very good now, and once the red barrier created by the totem pole is broken, it may suffer a backlash.

Just looking at the appearance of the dragon witch, Lu Xuan knew that the other party would not last long, and at this time, it was not good to sit idly by.

Immediately touched the direction of the black-robed monk, and the sword light of the turtle snake sword was faint, almost ready to fly.

Seeing that he had entered the range shrouded by the blizzard, the black-robed monk instantly turned his head to look in the direction where Lu Xuan was, seeing this scene, Lu Xuan did not hesitate at all, and the wind and thunder turned into a demonic sword qi and poured into the turtle and snake sword, and the flying sword light rose sharply for a while, and instantly turned into a blue light, heading towards the black-robed monk.

With Lu Xuan's current state, as well as the swordsmanship that he has cultivated for many years, the sword light that he controls casually, even if it is not at the level of sword qi and thunder, the speed is extremely fast, not to mention that when he is concentrating and preparing, the green light is as fast as thunder.

I only heard a roar, and the blizzard under the blue power was instantly blasted by the cyan sword light, but in the middle of breathing, the blue light had already reached the front of the black-robed monk.

The black-robed monk obviously didn't expect that there would be a sword immortal like Lu Xuan in the Mulong clan, and when he saw the sword light of the turtle snake, he didn't react in a hurry.

In an instant, it was cut in two.

Lu Xuan was also a little surprised, he didn't want this monk to be so careless, and as soon as he moved, the sword light of the turtle snake sword had already brought back the monk's pearl.

And the surrounding wind and snow, as the monk was killed, also disappeared.

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