Ye Ning said: "What is the immortal aura that Daoyou said? Ye Mou doesn't have it, will it cause any trouble?"

"This ......" An Xiaofu obviously couldn't say clearly, and hurriedly said to the monk: "Shu Lang, come on." ”

The monk clasped his hands together and said, "The poor monk has seen it and is polite." The so-called immortal breath is a unique breath of the immortal world, and with this breath, you can better absorb the aura and comprehend the way of heaven. Daoist friends don't have to worry, as long as you take a Immortal Pill, you can solve this problem. Even if you don't take it, as Daoyou continues to cultivate in the immortal realm, after ten or eight years, you can have it. However, the poor monk advised Daoist friends not to save that little spirit stone and take the Immortal Breath Pill as soon as possible, otherwise, they would be discriminated against by some immortal monks as natives of the lower realm. ”

Ye Ning asked for some basic common sense again, and he didn't hide it, and told him 1510.

Ye Ning nodded and said, "Thank you Master Jianming." Ye was injured, so he left first. ”

The words and deeds of these two people had already fallen into Ye Ning's eyes, and he knew that they were in trouble. Although the cultivation of the two of them is not high, they have just been promoted to the Void Immortal, and they have not even had time to stabilize their realm, the trouble they caused should not be a big deal for Ye Ning;

"Daoyou and slow!" An Xiaofu stopped Ye Ning and said, "Daoyou's cultivation is far higher than ours, I don't know if you can help?"

Ye Ning frowned. If it weren't for this injury, he wouldn't mind making a move. After all, Jianming's identity is special, he is a Buddhist cultivator, and he can use this favor to blend into the Buddha and take the opportunity to exchange for the "Revealing the Truth of the Prajna Sutra". In the current situation, he can only slowly figure it out. He shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, Ye Mou's injury is too serious, I'm afraid he has a weak heart." ”

As soon as his words fell, a wave of spiritual consciousness suddenly swept in, followed by a sword light, and a middle-aged man appeared in front of them.

An Xiaofu's face changed greatly, and she said in horror: "It's you, the Seventh Elder!"

The middle-aged man sneered and said, "Hmph, others are afraid of the identity of the daughter of your family master, but the old man is not afraid!

An Xiaofu immediately sacrificed the flying sword, blocked before seeing Ming, and said, "Shu Lang, go quickly!

Seeing that Ming didn't run away, he knew that it was useless to escape. "Cold-faced people are slaughtered, and the sword is not left blank. You demon is still alive! Look at the poor monk who overtakes you!" he said, raising his right wrist to stir up the rosary. He had forgotten that the rosary was intercepted by Ye Ning and was long gone. For a moment, his right arm was half-extended, very embarrassed.

Ye Ning sighed, he knew that he was not looking for trouble, trouble was coming to him. Immediately, he threw the rosary to Jianming.

"It turns out that there is a helper. An Liubai looked at Ye Ning coldly, and said, "A half-dead third-grade void immortal, what can I do?"

Seeing that Ming was no longer talking nonsense, he pointed to a little prayer bead, and suddenly, a phantom shot out, hitting An Liubai.

It can be seen that his Buddhism is quite profound, and in the shadows, there is a faint sound of Sanskrit, which is demagogic.

"Carving insect skills!" An Liubai swung away with a sword, and all kinds of phantoms turned into foam. Seeing Ming Yangtian spurting out a mouthful of blood, he retreated ten feet in a row and fell to the ground. An Xiaofu felt sorry for her lover, and immediately followed, releasing a blue shield to protect the surroundings. An Liubai ignored them, turned to look at Ye Ning, and said, "Old man, no matter who you are, and whether you help them or not, since you have encountered them, there is only one way to die." ”

Ye Ning has never been a good man and a woman. He sneered and said, "Cold-faced people slaughter, this title is really not in vain! Are you not afraid of killing the wrong person and causing trouble for yourself?"

"Trouble?" An Liubai seemed to have heard the funniest joke, "Haha": "A nether native, can bring trouble to the old man?"

Damn it!

Ye Ning wanted to deceive him, but he didn't expect that the damn immortal aura would directly expose his bottom.

"In that case, go and die!"

Ye Ning's hand in his sleeve held the Fengshen Pen, and he tried his best to write a rune, and with a "swish", he galloped out. He didn't look at the result, grabbed Shu An and the two with both hands, and quickly fled. At this moment, the qi and blood in his body were boiling, and the muscles and veins in his body were twisted and painful, as if they were about to break inch by inch.

An Liubai was a little careless, only to see a golden light coming towards him, directly hitting his chest! The terrifying impact force directly caused him to break several ribs; what surprised him even more was that the golden light traveled around his body, and the place it passed was like a fire, and in a short period of time, it could not be easily expelled. Seeing Ye Ning and the three of them leaving quickly, he was so angry that he shouted: "Bastard!

In the dark night, I traveled dozens of miles.

Ye Ning kept coughing up blood, almost to the end of the crossbow.

At this moment, a hundred-zhang wide river appeared in front of them. Without thinking, Ye Ning plunged into it, instantly escaped to the bottom of the river, threw down the two of them, and breathed.

This rabbit rise and fall made An Xiaofu surprised and delighted. Her wedding dress was stained with mud and soaked by the river. She hugged Jianming tightly, but she didn't feel embarrassed, and she secretly rejoiced in her heart.

After half an hour, An Xiaofu whispered: "Shu Lang, he's fine." ”

Jianming sighed and said, "His condition is more serious than mine, I don't know if I can wake up." ”

"It's all our fault, it's all about him. An Xiaofu said: "However, his strength is so strong, he actually repelled the Seventh Elder with only one move. If...... He was fine that he wasn't hurt. ”

"Hmph. Jianming sneered and said, "People's hearts are unpredictable. If he hadn't been hurt, we would have been in danger. ”

"It turns out that in the eyes of the Ming monk, Ye is such an unbearable person?" At this moment, Ye Ning spoke. An Xiaofu was startled, and she was also a little embarrassed. After a while, An Xiaofu blushed and explained, "Ye Daoyou, Shu Lang didn't mean that. He ......"

Ye Ning waved his hand and said, "That's it, the road to cultivating immortals is already cruel, so why should Ye blame you?"

Seeing An Xiaofu lower her head, Ye Ning asked again: "Say, who is An Liubai? What trouble did you get into?"

An Xiaofu was overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "More Taoist friends to help." I am the only daughter of the head of the An family in Anlan City, Shu Lang is a closed disciple of the abbot of Lanning Temple, and An Liubai is the seventh elder of my An family. In order to cultivate a very powerful sword technique, the Seven Elders killed countless people, and even slaughtered many small families, and the surrounding monks gave him the nickname of Cold-faced Man Tu. Because of this, he angered the cultivation forces in this area, and was jointly forced to come to the door. In desperation, my father had no choice but to announce to the public that the Seven Elders had gone mad and had fallen. After that, his father trapped him in the clan. Unexpectedly, his father actually released him. He...... Does he hate my daughter so much?!"

(End of chapter)