Wang Chong hurriedly said to Ying Yang: "Brother Dao, go to the village below, check if anyone is injured, and I'll clean up the monster." ”

Han Yan also said: "Senior Brother Ying Yang, you go to the village, and I will go with Bai Sheng." ”

Ying Yang was a little confused, and said in his heart: "I haven't thought about fighting with you for this kind of thing!"

He couldn't figure out the relationship between Wang Chong, Han Yan and Heifeng Shuangsha, after all, the four of them had fought against each other together, but since everyone had killed Xuanye, Ying Yang was too lazy to do anything.

What's more, Wang Chong and Han Yan can be regarded as saving him once.

Ying Yang arched his hand and drifted away.

Wang Chong hurriedly pressed the light and fell to the ground, but when he saw the golden lotus flowers blooming everywhere, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Han Yan also pinched a Heavenly Evil Golden Lotus, and after a while, she said with a smile: "Thanks to Master Xuanye, I have killed the vitality of the Xuanyin Demon Spirit, otherwise I really don't know when I will be able to refine this monster." ”

Han Yanyu's hand shook, and the Xuanyin Demon Xiao that was cut into two pieces by Xuanye was closed, and the two corpses were closed, but there was no longer the original ferocity, just like a puppy, squatting on the ground, whining.

Xuanye's sword killed the demon consciousness of Xuanyin Demon Xiao, and this monster was completely destroyed, but it happened to help Han Yan, and Han Yan reorganized the demon consciousness of this monster with the help of the Heavenly Evil Golden Lotus.

The magic consciousness that originally belonged to the Xuanyin Demon Xiao trickle down is gone, and now the sea of knowledge of this monster is a new memory "given" by Han Yan.

In fact, this is already waiting for "coming back to life".

The reborn Xuanyin Demon Xiao only remembers that Han Yan is its master, and he raised it since he was a child, and he must be loyal, taking Han Yan's life and death as life and death, and risking his life to protect it.

Wang Chong sighed, he originally wanted to keep the memory of the Black Wind Shuangsha, but Xuanye was too majestic and killed the two of them to know the sea, so it looked like he was dead, but in fact he was really dead.

The Heavenly Evil Golden Lotus reorganized its consciousness, and it was no longer the original, just like two new lives.

Wang Chong also took out the Heavenly Evil Golden Lotus, and the demon corpse Ning Yigu and the zombie Dong Shan, who had been killed by the Yuan God, stood up again, but they were muddy, their eyes were cloudy, and they were already like walking corpses.

Wang Chong pointed casually and sent the two little animals back to the Batu Cave in the body of the little snake.

These two demon bosses have to cultivate for a while, and they can't be used anymore.

Han Yan snapped his fingers and gave an order to the Xuanyin Demon Ray, which turned around and fled into the ground, heading straight for the Xuanshuang Cave.

Wang Chong suddenly remembered something and shouted, "Why didn't you take that Xuanyin Sword?"

Han Yan said with a smile: "Don't be stingy, this Xuanyin sword, just play with my little animal." You don't lack a flying sword, and when you have it, give it to your disciples, concubines, and I'll give it back to you. ”

Wang Chong didn't argue with Han Yan either, just smiled faintly and said, "A flying sword is nothing. It's just that...... Are you really my lady from now on?"

Han Yan was slightly blessed, and replied softly: "Mending the sky Han Yan, I have seen my husband." ”

Wang Chong shook his sleeves, and the sword rushed straight into Jiuxiao, leaving a sentence, and said to Han Yan: "I'll go after Master Xuanye, you go and send Cheng Jiugu, don't talk about this matter, just come with me." ”

From beginning to end, Wang Chong never thought of seeing Ying Yang again, he was really afraid that he couldn't help but make a move and kill this "destined" enemy.

No matter how fast Wang Chong's sword light was, it was impossible for him to catch up with Xuanye, and he didn't really chase Xuanye.

He is not a little thunderbolt Bai Sheng, is he really going to join the Emei Southern Sect?

If you don't have to swallow the disciples of the Xuanzong of the Sea, the disciples of Yanqing Zhenjun don't do it, why do you want to join such a promising sect as the Emei Southern Sect?

Wang Chong was suddenly a little depressed, and found an excuse to get rid of Han Yan, wanting to be alone.

His sword light stopped at will, flew not far, and suddenly saw that it was very familiar below, so he pressed the sword light down, believed in the reins, and walked a few steps before he saw a temple.

"This is Momijiji?"

Wang Chong's heart groaned slightly, and he did not enter the temple, after all, his identity was embarrassing. Master Qingyue has already rebuilt the Red Leaf Temple, and it no longer looks like it was ruined by a group of side door cultivators.

It's just that this small temple is still not very grand, just blue bricks and red tiles, very elegant.

Wang Chong remembered that back then, he had learned the seventy-two alchemy technique in the Red Leaf Temple, and laid a foundation for the Dao from a low level.

If there is no accident, he is only afraid that he will already be the true disciple of the Poison Dragon Temple, and now the Iron Plough Ancestor, the Red Leaf Zen Master is the immortal body of Taiyi, and the Poison Dragon Temple is afraid that it will prosper again.

Wang Chong just stopped a little, didn't look at it anymore, and went straight according to what he felt in his heart, but after a few hours, he entered Yangzhou City.

Yangzhou City has also been more than ten years old, in the person who cultivates immortals, more than ten years is just a snap of a finger, everyone has not changed much, at most, the Dao is slightly higher.

But in terms of the world, more than ten years have passed, and a generation of characters has passed, and another generation of characters has wandered.

Wang Chong searched for a long time, but only learned that when he first came to Yangzhou, he saw a group of young people's restaurant, which had burned down because of a fire.

I can only find another restaurant casually, call some wine and food, call the guys, just a few words, I found that no one knows the Yangzhou Baxiu of the year, and now Yangzhou is the most famous person, named Sanjun.

Two of them are descendants of acquaintances, and the other one, Wang Chong, does not know his family background.

He inquired about the news with the restaurant guys, not because he wanted to reminisce about the old friendship, but suddenly he felt emotional, suddenly had an idea, and suddenly asked, and after asking, it was just that.

Wang Chong's appearance was strange, he was dressed in Taoist clothes, and he inquired about old things, so the guy in the restaurant was a little thoughtful, and secretly thought: "The young master of the Li family once instructed that if there is a strange person, he must be rewarded with a great reward." I'm afraid that this person is not a strange person, I will go to report it, I am afraid that at least ten taels of silver will be credited to the account. ”

The fellow thought of the reward, said a word, and went out.

Although Wang Chong didn't let go of his demonic sense, he could also know what was going on nearby. He was originally cautious, and he had reinstated the five senses of the Heavenly Demons, how could this guy hide it?

It's just that Wang Chong is also slightly curious, and he doesn't know who this guy is going to Tongbing, so he doesn't leave, pours himself a drink, and thinks leisurely, and drums his life in his chest for more than ten years.

Suddenly, I realized the truth.

Wang Chong only felt that something seemed to be cracked, he shook his body, and two new Gang veins were opened up again.

After countless battles, Wang Chong naturally felt in his heart, but he didn't expect that in such a rolling red dust and prosperous place, there was a broken mirror in the heart of the Dao.

He suddenly remembered that Ling Suer had let him go through twenty years of rolling red dust, and only then did he realize the painstaking efforts of this former master.