The monk who was about to assassinate was scolded by the evil self-generated, and he had long lost his previous ferocity, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground, looking panicked and trying to escape. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, he had barely taken a few steps when a scabbard flew from behind him and struck him in the back, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground.

"You are so bold, if it weren't for Senior Brother Wan's agility just now, you would have died tragically under your dagger. From the stone steps, Yue Changhe slowly walked down.

He happened to be watching from the sidelines just now, and everything that happened was seen by him, although he did not object to the competition between the same sects in the Sun-Chasing Dao, but the monk's methods just now were obviously beyond the scope of the competition.

"Go, follow me to the penal hall to be punished. Yue Changhe sucked in his palm, sucked the scabbard on the ground into his hand, and put the long sword into the sheath.

"It's the Punishment Hall's Yue Changhe, and he was actually bumped into by him, he is really unlucky. A disciple who had seen the excitement in the past said.

Only those who have violated a very serious door rule will go to the punishment hall to be punished, and the monk who fell to the ground just now wants to kill his fellow disciples, which is a very serious violation of the door rules.

Hearing this, the monk's face was lifeless, like a frosted eggplant.

The assassin monk rose from the ground and walked up the hill with his head down, apparently intent on being punished.

Yue Changhe followed behind the assassin monk, and when he passed by Evil Zisheng's side, he glanced at Evil Zisheng with a complicated expression.

The Wanyun in front of him, he is getting more and more incomprehensible, and even he is not completely sure that he can defeat the various means that Wanyun has just used.

With the departure of Yue Changhe and the monk who caused the incident, the disciples of the Sun-Seeking Dao who had originally gathered here because of the excitement also dispersed one after another, going their separate ways.

Evil Zisheng was about to leave, but he heard a disciple nearby shouting: "Look at the heavens, it's the senior brothers of the Bigu Realm, it's the master, they're back." ”

Evil Zisheng followed the gaze of these monks and looked at the sky, and sure enough, there were more than ten black spots in the sky, and it was more than a dozen monks flying with Edgeworth.

With so many monks flying with their swords, their appearance was quite spectacular, and these ordinary disciples couldn't help but show envy in their eyes, and they all accelerated their speed and ran towards the top of the mountain, wanting to see the demeanor of these Bigu Realm senior brothers.

"Wan Jianfeng is back. Evil Zisheng frowned slightly.

Although his previous disguise was able to hide from Master Li of the Xiangwen Realm, but in the face of Wan Jianfeng in the Guanfu Realm, he was a little stunned in his heart, this person is Wan Yun's biological father, and he knows that his son is not as good as his father, and he is also quite worried about evil self-generation.

At this time, there was even an impulse to leave.

"Water and Land Ancestor, do you think Wan Jianfeng will find out that his son has been transferred. Evil asked.

"As long as you don't admit it, what can Wan Jianfeng do even if he doubts it, is it possible that he still dares to pull out your soul to distinguish the authenticity. "The Water and Land Ancestor didn't have the slightest worry about this matter.

"This matter can only be taken one step at a time, however, this person seems to have always been very interested in the Xianyang Sword, this time I went to the Treasure Refining Sect to find a way to find the Xianyang Sword. Evil Zisheng looked at the Xianyang Sword in his hand and asked with some concern.

Although this Xianyang Sword fell into Yuan Mengyao's hands for some reason, but now that this sword has fallen into his own hands, he wants to give such a sword to others, and he is naturally not happy.

Hearing the words of the evil self-generated, the Water and Land Ancestor also fell silent, and only after a moment did he speak: "What you said is not unreasonable, that Treasure Refining Sect has a lot of methods for finding heavenly and earthly treasures, maybe there is really a way to find the Immortal Yang Sword." ”

"Then what should I do?" Hearing the words of the Water and Land Ancestor, the evil self-generation was even more worried.

"Now I can only find a way to refine this sword sacrifice into your natal magic weapon, let this treasure brand your mark, and completely cut off the front edge. The Water and Land Ancestor replied.

"Sacrificing and refining this life magic weapon, isn't it like Yuan Mengyao's eight-sided soul lamp?"

That Yuan Mengyao's eight-sided soul lamp can be included in his body, but it makes the evil self-born quite yearning.

"That's right, besides, this sword has become your natal magic weapon, and if Wan Jianfeng wants to seize this treasure again, he will inevitably hurt your life, which is also a way to preserve. The Water and Land Ancestor replied.

"It's okay, I don't know how to refine the Xianyang Sword Sacrifice into my own natal magic weapon. "Evil is born of itself, and I ask for advice.

"It's not complicated to refine your own natal magic weapon, but it takes a lot of time, and you can't be disturbed. ”

"It's that simple. "Listening to the conditions spoken by the Water and Land Ancestor is not difficult for the evil to spawn itself.

"Although the method is simple, whether it can be refined is another matter. A monk can only have one chance to sacrifice, if the sacrifice fails, he can no longer sacrifice the natal magic weapon, this method has high requirements for treasures, but there are no too strict requirements for the cultivator. ”

"Water and Land Ancestor, do you think the Immortal Yang Sword can be refined into my natal magic weapon?"

"This sword is quite spiritual, but it is suitable for sacrificing the magic weapon of this life, but there is also a strong imprint left by its owner in this sword, with your current realm If you want to sacrifice it, it is impossible to succeed, even with my help, it is less than thirty percent. "The words of the Water and Land Ancestor made the evil self-born never expect.

"That's right. "It's a bit difficult for evil to come into its own way.

Although there are many benefits of sacrificing this life magic weapon, if the sacrificial refining is not successful, the disadvantages are also very large, and it is completely a double-edged sword.

"There is a chance to be able to sacrifice such a heavy treasure as a natal magic weapon, what else do you kid have to hesitate about. Seeing that the evil self-born was hesitating, the Water and Land Ancestor opened his mouth and scolded.

"In that case, I'll give it a try. "Evil self-birth made up his mind.

This sword is held in the hand, but it makes the evil self-born have a lot of worries, just like walking in the downtown with gold in his hand, and always worrying about the covetousness of others, only when he puts it in the safest place can he rest assured.

After making up his mind, the evil self-born began to go up the mountain, and while walking, he planned in his mind about the cultivation of the natal magic weapon.

In the Cloud Mist Hall, Evil Zisheng put a fire Lingzhi on the table.

Zeng Fu hurriedly handed over a cloth bag containing the task reward silver to the evil self-generated, and flattered: "Congratulations to Young Master Wan for stepping into the realm of removing defilement, it is really a blockbuster and soaring into the sky." ”

As for the matter of Fire Lingzhi, he was not too surprised, it really should have Wan Shun's secret help, and it was not too difficult for the monks of the Bigu Realm to complete this task.

Evil Zisheng just smiled and ignored it, instead focusing on the quest card.

He was looking for a mission that could be traveled far away, and the difficulty of the mission and the reward were not the most important concerns of the evil self-generated.

After scanning almost half of the entire quest card, Evil Zisheng finally found the task he wanted and took off the quest card.

"Young Master Wan, are you going to Taiqiu Mountain to hunt the white fox?" Zeng Fu smiled bitterly when he saw the task card handed over by Evil Zisheng.

"What's the matter, I can't hunt a few white foxes with my strength. "The evil self-generated deliberately has a gloomy face.

Taiqiu Mountain is quite far away from the Sun-Chasing Dao, and those white foxes are extremely cunning, and they rarely show their whereabouts in places where there are people, and it is an excellent place to go there to cultivate the natal magic weapon.

"How is it possible, Young Master Wan's miraculous skills are world-shattering, how can a few white foxes be your opponents, it's just that Taiqiu Mountain is a month's journey away from the Day-by-Day Dao, and the reward for this task is not high, so Young Master Wan is guilty of suffering this." Zeng Fu patiently persuaded him, wanting to dispel the idea of self-generation.

"Young Master Ben is happy, you can take care of it. Evil Zisheng directly threw out a cruel word, and he didn't bother to continue to pay attention to it, so he turned around and left.

Zeng Fu followed the evil self-sheng's side, with a careful appearance, "I can't care, I can't care, the sky is high and the birds can fly, the sea is wide and the fish jumps, Young Master Wan can go wherever he wants, but he must come back alive." ”

The evil self-born was speechless for a while, it turned out that this person was afraid that he would die outside, and then the church would find him trouble.

As if realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Zeng Fu hurriedly corrected: "Young Master Wan Ji people have their own natural appearance, and they will definitely be able to turn evil into good fortune." ”

Seeing that the evil self-sheng had left the Cloud Mist Hall, Zeng Fu beckoned violently, beckoned a miscellaneous servant and said, "Go and inform Senior Uncle Li of this matter, Young Master Wan is going to Taiqiu Mountain to hunt the white fox." ”

The handyman asked a little puzzled: "Isn't it just hunting a few white foxes, Senior Brother Zeng is making such a fuss?"

Zeng Fu slapped the head of the miscellaneous servant, and said angrily: "You know a fart, you think it's so easy to go to Taiqiu Mountain, from the Peak of the Sun to Taiqiu Mountain, the road is far away, along the way, there are five or six dangerous places alone, what robbers and bandits, poisonous insects and monsters, it is not difficult for him to kill a few white foxes as a monk in the Filth Realm, but he also has to have a life to go to that place, if he really dies, the master blames it, you and I can still live." ”

Hearing Zeng Fu's words, the handyman was so frightened that he hurriedly left the Cloud Mist Hall and went to ventilate and report the news.

Looking at the direction in which the evil self-sheng left, Zeng Fu said to himself thoughtfully: "I don't know how this Wanyun cultivates, in just a few months, I have actually stepped into the realm of removing defilement, I used to pretend to be a grandson in front of this kid, but now it's okay, pretending to be a grandson, and I really become a grandson." ”

Zeng Fu had already cultivated to the consummation of the Qi Refining Realm, and he was only one step away from removing the Filthy Realm, but he had already heard the news that Wan Yun had defeated four Qi Refining Realm Consummation cultivators at the same time, and in his heart, he also had a trace of fear for Wan Yun.

But then Zeng Fu seemed to think of something happy, and his face was happy, "Whatever, anyway, Lao Tzu doesn't want to suffer any immortals, and when I earn enough silver, Lao Tzu will go to the countryside to buy a few acres of fertile land, build a big house, buy a few concubines, have the swordsmanship of the day-by-day way, and don't worry about being bullied by the countrymen, be free and live a happy life." ”

Zeng Fu laughed, as if he had been in a beautiful imagination, and stretched his waist a little proudly, turned around and walked into the Cloud Hall.