Wang Bojian was speechless - it was not that he was "poor in reasoning", but it was the first time he had heard someone put forward his opinion so rationally and arrogantly...... For example, "Don't talk to me like that again, or I'll be upset." Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's like the words of an ignorant child. Adults, on the other hand, will at least know how to hide and suppress their emotions.

But he just didn't feel the slightest hint of "playing tricks" like a child.

Because when he said this, although Li Yunxin looked like a gambling child, at least in Wang Bojian's place, judging from his experience over the years, he believed that Li Yunxin's threat was just a simple threat. And the dangerous light in his eyes was not at all childlike.

Therefore, he was slightly stunned, realizing that he really did not fully understand the person in front of him—he was more ...... than he imagined It seems to be a little more dangerous.

So Wang Bojian frowned and sighed slightly: "It's me who is anxious and doesn't choose what to say." It's just a dragon king...... When you can feel my feelings. However, since the dragon king said that he did this, he also had the dragon king's own plans...... Alas...... We'll talk about that in a few days. But now the urgency—"

At this point, Wang Bojian suddenly paused. Then he looked up at the sky, as if sensing something in the sky.

Li Yunxin's reaction was only a little slower than him—after Wang Bojian turned his head, a picture scroll in his arms beat wildly.

He and Wang Bojian glanced at each other, and they both knew that the other party had gotten a certain news through their own channels. So without even saying a word, he stood up with a tacit understanding - Wang Bojian walked to the back hall, and Li Yunxin walked out the door.

As soon as he went out, he reached out and took out a talisman from the folding fan, and then turned to a small alley to the west of Mu Nanju. Some people on the street only looked at him a few times when they saw him come out, and they didn't care. When Li Yunxin walked into the shadows of the alley, he sacrificed the talisman - an invisible power spread out in a small space. This was to shield his own whereabouts and the surveillance of any practitioners who might be nearby.

Then he took out the beating scroll in his bosom and saw a line of words appear on it.

"Kunwuzi and Erxiu go to you."

Li Yunxin frowned.

Before he left Dongting, he left some talismans for Liu Laodao, which were newly made with the spells he had learned from Tongming Yujian. The distance between Dongting and Rongcheng was still too far away for a Void Realm monk like Liu Laodao. Therefore, he used this method to convey the news - once there was an emergency, he would sacrifice the talisman in the Dongting and write simple words, which could be seen on the picture scroll on his side.

This means of communication was surprisingly troublesome at his time, but now it is considered an immortal supernatural power.

Now I have received Liu Laodao's words.

It's just that...... What is the situation?

Kunwuzi and the two monks came to their own side?

How did Kunwuzi know that he was in Rongcheng?

How did he leave Yunshan again?

What about "thinking about it in the stone room after the incident"?

He didn't think much of it, and turned and walked out of the alley. As soon as he took two steps, he saw Wang Bojian poking his head out of the big window of Mu Nanju, his face sinking like water: "Dragon King, the people of the Taoist system are coming this way." ”

Li Yunxin spread his hands: "I just knew." ”

Wang Bojian stared at him for a while: "There are three people in total." It's not far from here, and we're still looking for them. Is it for the Dragon King?"

"I don't know. Li Yunxin raised his head and squinted at the sky as he spoke, "No need to look for it." On top of our heads. ”

Before Wang Bojian could react, a breeze rose on the ground and buzzed into the sky.

Li Yunxin, who stayed in place, raised his feet and walked into the door of Mu Nanju - as soon as he stepped on the threshold, he turned into a spot of light and dissipated. Only then did Wang Bojian know that Li Yunxin's true body had gone up with the breeze, and what he left behind was just a phantom who didn't want to show his skills on the street.

He looked up at the sky—a few palm-sized clouds in the clear blue sky. By this time the sun was already showing signs of tilting to the west, so the edges of those clouds were gilded with a faint gold.

Wang Bojian thought that Li Yunxin and the three visitors were in a certain cloud.

Those clouds look small, but in fact, each one is several times the size of Rongcheng. He stared at the sky for a moment, then sighed inwardly.

In fact, I really want to go to the sky and go to the clouds to take a look. It's just that he can't be like Li Yunxin for nine days—that feeling should be very enjoyable.

......

......

The three uninvited guests are indeed in the clouds.

The clouds that looked soft on the ground changed their appearance in the sky. It was large and thick, like a majestic mountain high above the blue sky. The mountains are not smooth and undulating, but have many small peaks and small canyons composed of water vapor.

The three men were in the midst of the clouds—a figure resting in a mist-covered canyon, shrouded in golden light.

The figure seemed to have no physical body, but something like a god or ghost. Looking at the outline, there is a vague appearance of Kunwuzi of the Langya Cave Heavenly Throne, but if you look closely, you can't see it clearly. for there was a golden light flowing around him. And if you look closely at the golden light, you will gradually find that it is two golden figures and two men with high crowns and big sleeves.

The images of the two men are flattened, like people on paper. They swirled around Kunwuzi's body and formed a golden shield of light that enveloped him inside.

Kungoko in the mask didn't look like he was doing well—his figure flickered as if it was about to disperse. He floated straight in the air with his eyes closed, as if he was trying to ...... Maintain his form and not collapse.

It stands to reason that such a Kunwuzi should be vulnerable.

But the two pursuers who were a hundred meters away from him and in the Cloud Misty Mountains did not step forward, as if they were deeply afraid of him.

These are two people who don't have any characteristics. Two men, both in their thirties. The ordinary face has an ordinary beard, and he wears a robe that is like flowing water without the slightest wrinkle.

One holds a golden Ruyi in his hand, and the other holds a small bell in his hand. When Kunwuzi stopped, they also stopped, stared at him for a while, and then the wishful man spoke: "You know it yourself, it won't last long." ”

"You are the body of a spirit. The body of the other person who had been possessed before had been wounded, and then the body was expelled by the saint and wounded again. I was also hit hard once on the Cloud Mountain—" The monk sighed slightly, "If I were you, the most important thing I should do now would be to think about how to make myself scatter quickly instead of running away." Otherwise, it will fall into our hands...... You can't imagine it. ”

Kunwuzi still didn't speak, as if he didn't have the strength to speak at all. His fingers fluttered in the golden light mask, forming various handprints. However, the shadows of the two guardians that circulated around him became fader and slower, as if they would dissipate at any moment.

The monk who carried the bell frowned and whispered, "He can't look at it anymore." Right now, it's stalling for time and bluffing. You make your jade Ruyi, and I make me, the Chaos Bell, desperately destroy these two magic weapons and take him down as soon as possible, so as not to have too many dreams at night. What he has in his hand is "Qingming Riverside Map...... One of the Eight Treasures. In case the extraneous branch saint is to blame, you and I will ......"

The wishful monk smiled coldly: "I would like to see how he grows extraneous branches." Collusion with demons...... Hum...... If it weren't for God's favor, I wouldn't be able to make this pine nut now. Pu Songzi ...... Hum. What is this pine nut...... Attaining the realm of true people, the realm is not stable, I don't know what to fool around on weekdays, phew!"

The self-proclaimed monk Pu Songzi's words were full of resentment, and he did not have the indifferent temperament that ordinary Taoist cultivators usually have, but more like a secular person. But as he said that, his eyes were looking in all directions—as if he were on guard against a possible surprise attack.

The monk with the Chaos Bell didn't seem to dare to disobey him, so he sighed and shook the bell in his hand. There was a crisp sound of Qingyue spreading in all directions little by little, as if it was investigating the surrounding situation.

This probe really found out the situation—after a breath, the bell suddenly jingled and rang, and a clear light erupted from the bell mouth, shining directly below the cloud mountain like a searchlight.

The monk's eyes widened when he boarded, and he shouted in a low voice, "Sure enough, someone is in ambush!"

raised his voice again: "Who is the master, don't show up quickly!"

Pu Songzi still didn't care much. Now that I have encountered the enemy, I can't help but feel in my heart - the wishful thinking in my arms flickered, and the clouds and mist around my body immediately rolled into a long dragon and surrounded the two. Then he also settled down and shouted: "He Fangxiao is small, and he hasn't shown up yet!"

As soon as he said this, a man rushed diagonally out of the mist. The man's body was still wrapped in mist. The mist curled like flowing water in all directions, and finally revealed his true face.

And he's really ......

But they were very much like the two monks. The face of a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, with five strands of long hair on his face. Wearing a green sermon robe without the slightest wrinkle and flowing water, with a faint smile on his face.

This man finally stopped between Kunwuzi and the two cultivators, holding a whisk in his hand. He stared at the two of them for a while, and then turned his head to look at Kun Wuzi. finally raised his hand and saluted, the corners of his mouth were still slightly upturned, and he smiled: "The two junior brothers, Pu Songzi and Huai Juezi, haven't seen each other for a long time." ”

The Pu Songzi and the Taoist priest holding the Chaos Bell saw this person......

I couldn't help but gasp.

Person...... They were familiar.

The first seat of the Taoist Langya Cave Tianjing Law Academy, the real person Yue Yunzi is also!

Pu Songzi and Huai Juezi glanced at each other, and then turned their heads to look directly at the "Yue Yunzi": "Who are you?!"

Yue Yunzi was still laughing. But now the two monks had slowly noticed the evil in his smile—even when he spoke, the curvature of the corners of his mouth had not changed in the slightest! )