Li Baitao was very interested, standing at the door of the Taoist temple, with his hands clasped in front of his chest, leaning his back against the wooden door, watching the lights of the table swaying.

Ning Yi sat at the table, writing a letter.

The rain on Mount Bulao has stopped.

But the storm in the east is just beginning.

Li Baitao looked at the expression of the person on the table.

Ning Yi didn't show any untimely sadness in front of this southern Xinjiang princess...... After a short conversation, he had learned about the situation in the east today.

The childish scabbard didn't stop Han Yue's old demon.

Compared to those southern Xinjiang demons who were refined and destroyed by Han Yue's hands...... Ning Yi cares more about his current situation.

In the Liuli Mountain Treasure Hall, Han Yue was forced to kneel and kowtow by Ye Lao Sword Immortal.

Han Yue once asked himself, this kneeling, dare or.

Ning Yi took it without giving in.

Because he knew that Ye Lao Sword Immortal would force Han Yue to make an oath next.

The lights flickered in front of the table.

Ning Yi closed his eyes, and the scene of that day came to his mind.

......

......

["I...... Han Yue...... Swear ...... Today"

"Before Shushan Ning Yi broke through the Ten Realms, Liuli Mountain must not move the slightest killing intent. ”

"If before Shushan Ning Yi broke through the Ten Realms, Liuli Mountain moved his killing intent and put it into action, then I, Han Yue, a thousand thunders, will never recover!"

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......

Words and sentences, vividly.

This is indeed a very vicious, very vicious oath.

It stands to reason that with such an oath as a guarantee, Ning Yida can practice with peace of mind.

But these days, his Dao heart is not at peace.

Intuition told Ning Yi...... Han Yue, who got out of trouble, has already set his sights on himself.

And now that he is in Daze in the east, leaving the Bulao Mountain and leaving rashly is actually a stupid choice, the owner of this mountain is Luo Changsheng, because of the deterrent power of the three words of the immortal, the Three Holy Mountains will never step into a radius of ten miles.

Luo Changsheng's departure from Bulao Mountain was a very hidden news, the news that he lived in Bulao Mountain before the movements of the immortals were exposed...... It shouldn't slip through.

Han Yue definitely has a talented person around him who is proficient in the art of divination, and it is even very likely that he himself is an alien with a strong skill of deduction.

At some cost, it was only a matter of time before Ning Yi was found.

When writing this letter, countless images had flashed back to Ning Yi's mind.

The possibilities are endless.

He didn't look up, but asked directly, "The ghost cultivators in the depths of Daze are all dead?"

Li Baitao nodded, "None of the big devils who got out of trouble in Southern Xinjiang are still alive, Han Yue killed these characters for the Southern Xinjiang Law Enforcement Division, and it is said that ...... They are all demon lords of the Star Monarch realm...... None of them are idle......"

"Those big devils don't matter...... Ning Yi muttered to himself, "What about the minions who broke away from Liuli Mountain and were under the gate of Demon Mountain in Southern Xinjiang?"

Li Baitao was stunned.

She frowned, tried to remember, and said, "There shouldn't be death...... But Liulishan will no longer accept them...... Those people are all low-level ghost cultivators in the three realms, four realms, and who do not enter the stream, those old demons in southern Xinjiang in the depths of Daze, there is no so-called Xingjun ghost cultivator under their hands, and those who defected from Liuli Mountain are only ten realms at most. ”

The black-robed young man in front of the table repeated Li Baitao's words.

"Liuli Mountain will not store ...... anymore"

"It does not belong to the people of Liuli Mountain......"

Ning Yi lowered his eyebrows and continued to write, while asking with a smile: "Have you ever thought that since Liulishan doesn't want those people...... Why don't you just kill it?"

Li Baitao fell silent.

"If you have the ability to inform the Three Holy Mountains and the City Lord's Mansion, it is best to let the civilians of Jinhua City leave...... "Ning Yi said lightly: "If it is not surprising, the radius of the Bulao Mountain should be locked up, and at present, it has no impact on you and those civilians...... This killing game is only against me. ”

The princess of Southern Xinjiang raised her eyebrows and said, "The killing situation of Liuli Mountain?"

Ning Yi snorted.

"That talisman of the Zimu Array, can't it break the confinement?" Li Baitao no longer leaned against the wooden door, but held a narrow knife in his arms, and took out the talisman from his sleeve with one hand, "I still have that talisman, I can take you away." ”

Ning Yi smiled.

"The mud bodhisattva crossing the river is difficult to protect himself, and he still wants to pull me?" Ning Yi shook his head and smiled: "Li Baitao, you are kind-hearted, you were caught by Han Yue, the first person in the eastern realm will not kill you, but he should be very happy to send you back to the Law Enforcement Division, right?"

The princess of Nanjiang was silent.

Li Baitao silently stuffed the talisman back into his cuffs.

"If I'm not mistaken, you won't return to Southern Xinjiang until you meet Luo Changsheng...... Ning Yi paused and said slowly: "If you stop by and it's convenient, you can help me send a letter, this letter is also good for you, at least it can be guaranteed...... You can get the greatest help except for the Great Sui royal family. ”

Li Baitao raised her eyebrows.

Outside the Great Sui royal family, the biggest help......

As he spoke, Ning Yi had already finished writing the letter.

He stretched out two fingers, folded the letter, stuffed it into the envelope, twisted the paper with two fingers, and the fingertips were engraved with a layer of gold lacquer.

"To the Dao Sect. ”

"Daozong?"

Li Baitao took the letter and heard the word "Taoism", which was reasonable, unexpected, she was a little surprised, weighed one or two in her palm, held up the envelope curiously, and squinted her eyes to look at it.

"Rest assured...... Can't see through it. Ning Yi couldn't laugh or cry, and said helplessly: "The content of the letter is actually nothing to keep secret. When the time comes, you'll know. ”

Li Baitao looked at Ning Yi's appearance, obviously wanting to sell a pass, and had no intention of leaking secrets.

She turned over her hand and accepted the envelope, and said curiously: "Who do you need me to give it to?" Say it in advance, I won't be stupid to run errands for you every day, so ...... If you want to give it to Chen Yi, let's find another master. ”

Pope Chen Yi now lives in Tiandu.

But...... This letter is not for Chen Yi.

Ning Yi's expression was solemn, and he said word by word: "Help me to Mr. Zhou You of the Taoist Sect." ”

Li Baitao raised her voice "oh" and said confusedly: "Travel...... A trip around Zixiao Palace?"

Ning Yi nodded.

"I know what you're thinking. The killing situation of Liuli Mountain is likely to have taken shape......" Ning Yi smiled and said: "The Three Holy Mountains in the East, even if it is Qiang Mountain, will never help me and offend Han Yue, who is now out of trouble." Separated from the east and west, it is difficult for Shushan to reach out to this place, and the current situation is ...... I feel like I'm stuck in the Bulao Mountain. ”

Li Baitao narrowed her eyes, "Could it be that Zhou You of Zixiao Palace will come to save you after reading this letter?"

Ning Yi shook his head.

"I know very well what Mr. Zhou You is like. Ning Yi smiled: "If it was usual, he should come." But now, no one can ask him to help, not even Xu Zang...... In the past six months, a very important thing has happened in the Great Sui world, Fuyao has returned to Luojia Mountain with his disciples. ”

Having said this, Li Baitao's face was a little real.

The 'gods' and 'dao' of the previous generation, Fuyao and Zhouyou, each representing the Tiandu Luojia Mountain and the Western Dao Sect, the three people of the previous generation are all quite capable characters...... And all three of them acquiesced to each other's existence, and also acquiesced that there would be a war.

That battle looms over.

Fuyao and Zhouyou, both came to the end of a certain realm, encountered an insurmountable bottleneck, if nothing else, these two will separate a real high, or even life and death, in order to break the bottleneck.

And Daoist Zhou You, a genius of cultivation, does not need to go down the mountain to experience, and he does not disdain to go down the mountain to practice.

For half a year, Zhou You has been in retreat to prepare for the upcoming decisive battle.

Nothing could shake him.

"But this letter is okay?" Li Baitao looked at Ning Yi with a very strange look.

Ning Yi did not give an affirmative answer.

He sat down in front of the candle flame and smiled with a complicated expression.

"Perhaps...... If you don't try it, how do you know?"

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......

In the east, the biogas rises.

The dense aura seems to be missing the abundance of the past.

The wind and rain were howling, and the sky above Daze was swept by one black shadow after another.

The defense line pulled by the Three Holy Mountains was extremely long, and the monks stationed at this moment, those Holy Mountain characters whose realms were around the Nine Realms and the Ten Realms, raised their heads with indifferent expressions, looking at the ghost cultivators who had been plundered by Daze, and did not shoot to kill.

Not long ago, at the bottom of the Liuli Mountain in the east, the "notorious" big devil finally came out of the mountain, and one person leveled the depths of Daze in the east.

These ghost cultivators who flew out were all "dying people" after the defeat.

They received orders from above.

Just leave it alone.

The realm of these ghost cultivators is not very high, most of them are in the third realm, the fourth realm, and occasionally the sixth realm and the seventh realm.

But they are so numerous that they are densely packed, almost nearly a thousand...... Like a tide, surging and surging, converging, leading the two ghost cultivators in front of them, flying side by side, the cultivation realm and aura were extremely powerful, overpowering most of the cultivators in the holy mountain, and they were already the ten realm figures of the ghost cultivators.

These locust-like ghost path cultivators had pale expressions and blank eyes...... It was as if he had lost his soul and flew in one direction.

The camp of "their" is very strange.

Most of them ...... He was originally from Liuli Mountain.

But the eastern border was turbulent, and after these people rebelled, they belonged to the depths of Daze in the eastern territory and belonged to the old demons of southern Xinjiang.

Now Daze has been flattened by Han Yue...... Liulishan no longer took them in, and they were reduced to the so-called "loose cultivation" again.

The cultivation is low, but the number of ghost cultivators is huge, and they are swept in a certain direction outside Daze.

And at this moment, at the bottom of the glazed mountain.

There was a decaying and decaying ancient coffin, and in the coffin, the remnants of the sword qi from the scabbard had been inserted into the chest of the lying man.

The man holding the "glass cup" looked pale and painful...... The flames in the Vajra Buddha bowl were about to be extinguished, and he hung out for a long breath.

He once made a vow to "not move the murderous thoughts".

Even if he borrowed the ghost cultivation of "Daze", he did not use the power of Liuli Mountain.

He also broke his oath.

Layers of causal constraints, even if he only transgresses the "slightest", he will have to pay the corresponding price.

Inside the glass jar, the clouds are thick, and there is already a thunderstorm rolling hotly.

Han Yue, who had just shot to kill several old demons in Daze in the Eastern Realm, slowly opened his eyes, and through the coffin, his gaze seemed to be thrown thousands of miles away.

Throw it at the Taoist temple of the Ageless Mountain.

"Ning Yi ......"

The old corpse holding the Buddha bowl has its chest penetrated by a child, and it has a tendency to become deeper and deeper.

He said word by word, hoarsely.

"I want you dead!"