In the void of Flower Butterfly Valley, the celestial phenomena have changed greatly, Mu Chujie can no longer suppress and postpone the upcoming Returning Tribulation, this woman looked back at Yunlan Mountain, and muttered to herself:

"Life and death are fate, Senior Sister Zhuang, I can only go through the catastrophe one step ahead of you! May the heavens have mercy on you, so that you also have a chance to climb out of hell. ”

It turned out that Mu Chujie and Zhuang Panliu made an appointment and carried out a blow on the same day.

On the contrary, if someone makes a move in advance, whether it is successful or not, it can form a great disadvantage for another.

Mu Chujie is like an ordinary woman, she has the pursuit she wants, she can love, hate, sad, fear, bad people are not born bad people.

And strictly speaking, she hasn't done anything crazy, so she can't be considered a bad person at all.

Most of what she went through was out of necessity.

If you change to other women, in Mu Chujie's situation, you may not be able to do better.

It is precisely because of the sympathy for the same illness that Mu Chujie hopes that Zhuang Panliu can be saved, and like herself, she can climb out of hell.

The elders of the Illusory Sect of the past dynasties, many of them have experienced more ups and downs than male cultivators.

Some people regard them as demons, and in the Illusion Sect, the female cultivators who can cultivate to the Origin Realm all regard them as the right path in the world.

Whether it's a good thing or a demon, everyone has their own scale.

Don't be confused, don't be trapped in love, don't regret the past, don't fear the future.

Be brave and face yourself, even if it is a bloody self, even if it is a dirty and smelly self.

Admit yourself, no matter which road you take, it is the road to heaven.

Hall of Smoke and Clouds.

However, the plaque of the Smoke Cloud Hall here was changed to the Hall of Hundred Battles.

Bai Xiao Daoren, Li Mei'er and more than a dozen Dragon and Tiger Cultivators of the Battle Demon Sect were deliberating, and suddenly Bai Xiao Dao Ren frowned, stretched out his finger a little, and suddenly the aura of heaven and earth converged into a jade mirror.

What appears in the mirror is Liyun Peak.

I saw that at the top of Liyun Peak, spiritual power gathered from all directions, slowly forming a huge funnel downward, and the center of that funnel was the Flower Butterfly Valley.

The Hundred Battles Hall is not close to Liyun Peak, and according to the divine sense of the Baixiao Daoist, it is not possible to directly probe here, and it has to rely on the prohibition arranged in the sect.

Bai Xiaodao's face was expressionless, he looked at it for a few breaths, and said:

"A few days ago, Master Wei's nephew also took a drop of Xuanbing Blue Fire Dew from the old man to reconcile water and fire. Unexpectedly, it only took a few days to start impacting the realm of returning to the source. It seems that in less than three days, the Southern Wilderness Branch of my Battle Demon Sect will have one more Returning Power to the Origin. ”

Li Mei'er smiled slightly, like a hundred flowers blooming, although the celestial phenomena were just beginning, she could see from the preliminary vision of the celestial phenomena that the person who crossed the tribulation was not practicing the exercises of the Battle Demon Sect.

Obviously, Mu Chujie killed Wei Qianyuan.

"This palace has long wanted that many monks from the Origin Realm can share the burden on their shoulders. I hope she lets you down Hongu. Li Meier said.

A suspicious look flashed on Bai Xiaodao's face, and Yin Yin said:

"Fairy Li has always had a lot of complaints about Master Wei's nephew, could it be that after Master Wei's nephew advanced, Fairy Li is willing to give up the power and interests in his hands and coexist peacefully with Master Wei's nephew. ”

Li Mei'er said with deep meaning in her eyes: "Yes, this palace is a little dissatisfied with Wei Qianyuan, but that was before, and this palace will never remember the unhappiness with Wei Qianyuan in this life." ”

Bai Xiaodao faintly felt that there was something wrong, but he couldn't think of anything wrong.

"Uncle Baixiao, please judge the matter of the Wen family in Nanzhou!" a dragon and tiger monk asked.

In the Hall of Hundred Battles, Bai Xiao Daoist was talking about the disposition of the Wen family in Nanzhou, and as he spoke, he suddenly frowned again, and once again launched a ban that could monitor the Jianming Mountain Range.

However, what appeared in the mirror this time was Yunlan Mountain, where the celestial phenomena were also different, and someone was also inducing the thunder tribulation of the Returning Origin Realm.

He Ying, Wu Fang, and Ding Wen, the three peak monks of the late stage of the Dragon and Tiger, who were under the head of Bai Xiaodao, flashed with jealousy in their eyes.

Wei Qianyuan crossed the catastrophe, but he didn't expect Jiang Tong to start taking the last step.

In a large courtyard in Yunlan Mountain, five naked dragon and tiger nuns died horizontally, and the fallen nuns were all stunning, all of them were dragon and tiger monks from the original Youshui Palace.

The women lay down and killed a man not far from the corpse.

This person is as thin as skin and bones, Zhuang Pan Liu Xiu is a little worse than Mu Chujie, and at the last moment, he was desperate to kill Jiang Tong.

It wasn't a perfect success!

Jiang Tong was not sucked into a dry corpse like Wei Qianyuan.

At the last moment, Jiang Tong struggled out of the quagmire in the last life and death, and even killed Zhuang Pantao's five junior sisters in a desperate battle, which was the last bit of family background in Youshui Palace.

Jiang Tong likes the scene of many people, and likes the feeling of all the women being fed, even if this cow can't plough eleven fields at the same time, he has to occupy those fields at the same time.

The eleven dragon and tiger nuns in Youshui Palace, including Zhuang Panliu, are always called by her to enjoy sex and play.

As a result, this time the game was smashed, and he died directly, if the number of people was less, Zhuang Panliu would not have a chance.

If it is one-on-one, even if he falls into Zhuang Panliu's pit, Jiang Tong still has a chance to kill it.

"Senior Sister Zhuang, Youshui Palace will depend on you in the future, you are here, the incense inheritance of Youshui Palace has not been extinguished, I am unclean, I am willing to follow the ancestor under the spring, and I am willing to do my last effort for the inheritance of Youshui Palace!"

A woman wiped the blood from her mouth, retrograde the Youshui Heart Sutra, forced her Jin Dan out of her body, turned into a thick water system, and rushed towards Zhuang Pantao.

But looking at the quality of that golden pill, this woman has already been hollowed out by Jiang Tong.

The Hidden Water Sutra is different from other major sect exercises, although the power is not very strong, but when it gives up one's life in retrograde exercises, it can harm oneself and help others.

Zhuang Panliu's body was surrounded by a crystal and almost transparent water curtain.

The true element of the water line transformed by the female cultivator Jin Dan blended into the water curtain unimpeded.

"Senior sister, it's easy to die, it's hard to live, and the Youshui Palace will depend on you in the future!" The other women sat cross-legged, and like the woman before, they forced out their own golden pills.

She did not inherit the sect, but also for the rest of her miserable life.

In the water curtain, Zhuang Panliu looked solemn, and there were traces left by Jiang Tong on the delicate carcass.

Born in the sludge, the heart and the lotus compete for purity.

After thousands of tribulations, through thousands of dangers, and suffering in pain, it is waiting for the day when it can bloom.

Zhuang Pan Liu Mo used the exercises to absorb the true essence of several junior sisters.

Outside the water curtain, the faces of the women were pale, and sweat drops were dripping on their smooth foreheads, and slowly the originally bright phoenix eyes became dim, and their bodies were shaky.

Eventually, the women fell to the ground, silent, but with a peaceful expression, and before they sat down, they had hope in their hearts.

"Master, junior sisters, the Ten Thousand Years of Youshui Palace will not be cut off in my hands!"

"No, it won't!"

Green leaves, spring breeze, drizzle, oil-paper umbrellas.

and the old nun in white who stood under the willow tree holding an umbrella for herself.

Zhuang Panliu recalled the day when he was in the rivers and lakes and was lonely and helpless, he was picked by his teacher and brought back to Youshui Palace.

The water curtain was scattered, but it became fog before it fell to the ground, after all, it was not real water, it was the true element of the water system, and almost all of it was sucked into the body by Zhuang Panliu and incorporated into the dantian.

I only saw that Zhuang Panliu was tall at this time, her legs were slender and round like jade, she was not wearing clothes, but she had no lustful atmosphere, she seemed to have washed away the lead, and there seemed to be a faint flame around her body, no temperature, like fire and fire.

Wisps of smoke and clouds are operating in Yunlan Mountain with strange laws.

"The thunder tribulation is coming, I hope Senior Sister Mu can also survive this!"

In the Hall of Hundred Battles, Bai Xiao Daoist looked at the celestial phenomena on the top of Yunlan Mountain, and frowned, "No, it's not Jiang Tong who crossed the catastrophe!"

When the monks of the two realms of righteousness and demons crossed the tribulation and returned to the source of the tribulation, the difference in celestial phenomena was still large, and Mu Chujie practiced the righteousness and demons together, and the Baixiao Dao people had not seen it for a while.

But what Zhuang Panliu practiced was completely righteous path exercises, and the difference was quite large.

"Let's go, let's see, see who dares to cross the catastrophe in my Hundred Battles Palace" Bai Xiao Daoist snorted coldly, turning into a streamer and flying out.

Li Meier's figure flashed, but her back hair appeared at the door of the Hundred Battles Hall first.

A bright light flashed, and Bai Xiao Daoist flew back upside down, his expression was furious, and a piece of charred on the cuff of his Dao robe was burned.

Li Meier offered a long white silk scarf made of unknown materials, and the silk scarf fluttered in the wind.

Li Mei'er was like a heavenly maiden, standing at the door of the Hundred Battles Palace, and a layer of silver-white light was revealed on the silk scarf like thunder and lightning, which was a seventh-order magic weapon.

Li Meier's steps were light, she took a step forward, and her phoenix eyes showed murderous intent:

"Listen to me, you all stay here for this palace, who dares to take half a step, don't blame this palace for being ruthless!"

Bai Xiaodao came back to his senses in shock and said: "It turned out to be a praying mantis catching cicadas, and the yellow finch is behind, Sect Master Li, you secretly spread the Zhuang Panliu Gong Method, push the boat down the river, and kill Master Jiang's nephew!"

"Sect Master Li, your methods are really clever enough!"

Li Mei'er's eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyes flashed indifferently over Ding Wen, Wu Fang and the others in the Hundred Battles Palace, and said with a smile: "How else to say that there is a knife on the head of the color word!"

Ding Wen, Wu Fang and the others panicked, several of them had also tasted the taste of Zhuang Panliu, in case Zhuang Panliu became a Returning Origin Realm monk, it would be a bad situation for them.

Bai Xiao Daoren snorted coldly, and Yin Yin said: "Sect Master Li, you killed Senior Brother Jiang's nephew, you still have to think about how you will explain to Senior Brother Meng when he returns to the sect!"

Li Meier smiled disdainfully and said:

"What Senior Brother Meng wants is available materials that can do great things, can stretch and bend, are resourceful, and can be willing to obey orders. Even the mediocre material who can't get past the color word level, and he won't blame this fairy if he kills a few more senior brothers Meng. ”

"In addition, this fairy tells you that Jiang Tong is not the only one who died, Wei Qianyuan died before him!"

Li Meier was triumphant.

Bai Xiaosan was angry for a while, and when he met Li Meier's disdainful eyes, there was no way in his heart, and Bai Xiaosan's heart was scolded along with the impermanent ghost king who incarnated as Meng Mingyu, a hundred battles Taoist.

"your grandmother, Lao Tzu is planning hard, working hard, and saving you from the secret realm of Jianming, you are so sexual, let a woman who has no strength and is just a shower ride on Lao Tzu's head. ”

This world is a patriarchal society, and powerful men have all kinds of resources in their hands and can act arbitrarily.

Also in a patriarchal society, sometimes men are very aggrieved.

There are many sweaty and bloody men who work hard, and all the efforts can be described as nine deaths, but in the master's place, they can't compare to a beautiful woman, smiling and spreading their legs.

Li Meier is like a high queen in front of Bai Xiaosan, but Li Meier has never really ridden on Bai Xiao's head.

But Li Mei'er was in this hall of a hundred battles, and she really rode on Meng Mingyu's head, and let Meng Mingyu kneel under her skirt, otherwise she would not give the dragon and phoenix Xiangxiang.

Li Meier can do this, and Bai Xiaosan can't do it for eight lifetimes.

This is another hidden innate advantage in the female cultivator's gender, Li Mei'er didn't bleed and didn't work hard, but she saw that the benefits were much more than the desperate Xuanyun Old Demon and Bai Xiaosan.

Ding Wen and Wu Fang were shocked, they looked at each other, and Ding Wen asked, "What should Senior Brother Wu do?"

"What should I do, take one step, count one step, I don't believe that the old man of the sect master will give up on us"

When he said this, Ding Wen himself had no bottom and was empty-hearted.

For ambitious masters, the past exploits of his subordinates are all fart, and they are useless at all.

If the hero really wants to lie on the account book of his past merits and live a happy and comfortable life, then he must have no good results.

As long as you have nothing to use in the future, and you are still in a high position, you are a stepping stone for those who come after you, and any small mistake can wipe out all your previous achievements and efforts.

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Kitahara, Kitahara Castle.

Fu Xuefeng sat cross-legged behind a bookcase, which was neatly stacked with bamboo slips, and being in power meant responsibility, and it also meant that there were a lot of affairs waiting for people to decide.

When she reached her status, when dealing with affairs, she didn't need to see the parties from all sides, or where there was a dispute, or a private fight, or where there was a conflict of interests, or where a monk with a special status fell, and finally when Fu Xuefeng saw it, it was all cold words.

Dead one, dead group, in the reported bamboo slips, the difference is in the size of the number.

Which merchant alliance pays tribute to the spirit stones, more or less, in the bamboo slips is just a number.

Even the bamboo slips reported below have no bias of emotional views, lest Liyang be wrong, and finally he will be held accountable by the high-level, everything is alive with data, good or bad, cold data shall prevail, and the intention of the peak shall prevail.

Fu Xuefeng's divine sense was immersed in a jade slip, his brows furrowed, and his face showed anger, this bamboo slip recorded not ordinary mundane things, but a lawsuit.

"The descendants of the Northern Plains joined hands with thousands of fellow Daoists in Xuelong, in the form of thousands of people, crying blood and suing Xiao Yuning, a monk of the Mirage Palace, for misconduct and forcibly taking his wife!"

Fu Xuefeng's consciousness swept quickly, and the facts were told in an orderly manner in this bamboo slip, Xiao Yuning indulged his subordinates, killed people on the street, and forcibly took other people's wives.

Fu Xuefeng's eyes were cold, and as soon as he raised his hand, a plain white palm was slapped down with purple light, and the sandalwood desk was smashed with a pop.

"Someone!"

As soon as Fu Xuefeng's voice fell, a handsome and outstanding man entered the house, this man was about twenty-five or six years old, and the well-fitting Taoist costume showed that this person was quite elegant.

"I've seen Senior Sister Fu!"

Fu Xuefeng looked at this person and said in a cold voice:

"Fan Wenbo, you came just in time, do you know about this matter of Yu Xuelong's lawsuit against Xiao Yuning?" Fu Xuefeng asked: "My Mirage Hall is a famous family of the righteous path, and Xiao Yuning, as the Supreme Elder of this sect, actually did such a heartbreaking thing. It's really like nothing in the laws of the sect!"

Fan Wenbo saw Fu Xuefeng staring at him, he was stared at a little hairy, his qualifications were not very good, and there was no backing in the sect, so he finally got the position of deacon in Beiyuan City, but he didn't dare to provoke this sect master's closed disciple.

But it's a dilemma.

When a petty official is most afraid of this kind of immortal fight, and the strength of the immortals is not weak, if he stands on the wrong team, the future and fate are all over.

(To be continued)

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