In the shade of the woods, Liu Shoudao gasped.

At this time, he was full of embarrassment, and there were a lot of dirt and ash footprints on his body.

He shuddered when he recalled the scene of being chased by dozens of people before, an experience he had never felt before.

Although there were only a dozen people chasing him at first, as those people kept shouting, many people soon joined in.

These people all had angry looks on their faces, and some of them came up and punched and kicked Liu Shoudao directly without saying a word.

Rao is Liu Shoudao is already a master of the ninth peak of Qi Haikai, and he can't stand the crowd, plus he has some scruples, and after a while, he will be colored.

In the end, those people were even more crazy, threatening to imprison Liu Shoudao until the so-called Ten Thousand Souls Wall was repaired.

Fortunately, an elder of the Shenyin Sect came forward in the end and stopped those people, which gave Liu Shoudao a chance to breathe, so that he hurriedly spread his feet and ran away from the Shenyin Sect.

Until now, he could deeply remember the pity-for-sea look that the elder looked at him, and from the elder's mouth, he also knew that some of the disciples of the Shenyin Sect hated him inexplicably.

Liu Shoudao walked in a mess, and some specific situations were not clear at all, but he still vaguely knew some rough conditions.

It was probably those disciples who thought that they had framed their juniors and destroyed an ancient artifact of the Shenyin Sect.

Who else could there be?

It's just that in an instant, Liu Shoudao already thought of seven, seven, eight, eight in his heart, and suddenly the tips of his teeth clenched tightly.

"Fang gradually leaves the !!"

He whispered the name, a little more hatred for it.

He didn't want to think about how the latter had managed to bewitch so many people to hate him, and the most important thing for him was not this at all.

A punch slammed into the trees, causing the leaves to fall.

In the shadows, Liu Shoudao turned around angrily, holding the Soul Breaking Pill antidote in his hand, and gradually walked away.

......

The clouds above the cloud peak have been thick for several days, and in the past few days, it seems that something is constantly stirring, making the clouds and mist roll to form a strange scene.

It was a fine day, and a group of female cultivators came to Xunhu Lake to bathe their feet.

The female cultivator cave mansion of the Shenyin Sect is relatively concentrated, and it is natural that Fang gradually left in the past.

However, since he changed to a cave on top of Yunfeng, female cultivators have not seen it uncommonly, after all, whether they are mortals or spiritual monks, most women always like to be clean.

The purification talisman alone obviously could not satisfy these female cultivators.

However, although the cave is on the cloud peak around Xunhu Lake, the distance is still some, and the clouds and mist are shrouded, and there is no beautiful scenery that can be seen when Fang gradually leaves.

Today, there are about seventeen or eighteen of these female cultivators, all of whom walk in groups of threes and twos.

All the way, the sound of warblers and swallows, tactful and wonderful, these female cultivators always have something to say.

"Sister Meng, is what you said true?Is that Liu Shoudao really that miserable?" a slender female cultivator found a stone to sit down on the shore of Xunhu Lake, and asked softly to her companion.

Her companion, a somewhat chubby woman, was also sitting beside her.

The two took off the brocade shoes they were wearing on their feet, and stretched their two pairs of feet into the lake.

Meng Yu felt the comfort coming from her feet and narrowed her little eyes.

Nodding his head, he said, "I heard what the senior brothers said, but I really don't know why those people hate that Liu Shoudao so much?

The slender nun also had some doubts on her face: "I also saw those senior brothers when they came back, and their crazy appearance made me a little scared. ”

When Meng Yu heard this, she came over and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, you Sister Meng will protect you." ”

After that, Meng Yu lay down comfortably: "It's better to think less about that, I only heard that there seems to be a person there who is making a big agitation, and those senior brothers have become like that." It's none of our business, let's take care of it. ”

The slender nun had a look of interest in her eyes, and she lowered her body and asked, "What? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Meng Yu brushed aside the female cultivator's head and looked sideways at Yun Feng on the side: "I said that I don't care, and I don't know much about it, hurry up and wash my feet, and go back to practice immediately." ”

The nun let out a disappointed sigh and sat down again, her legs making subtle ripples in the water of the lake.

But suddenly, Meng Yu sighed.

Then she sat up quickly, rubbing her eyes in disbelief.

"Senior sister, take a look, what's that over there?" she pointed to the distance.

Not only the nuns beside her, but the rest of the nuns who came here to bathe their feet sat not far away, and when they heard this, they were all looking in the direction that Meng Yu pointed out.

At this glance, all the nuns were stunned.

I saw that above the cloud peak some distance away from them, the clouds and mist there suddenly began to roll wildly.

And the clouds there are darker than other areas, and the tumbling looks like a light ink mass that is constantly being rubbed apart.

"What's that? Is the wind blowing?" said a female cultivator.

Meng Yu's small eyes didn't blink, and he shook his head affirmatively: "How can it be that there is only one place where the wind blows, and it is only in one area." ”

"There's someone! there's someone there!" exclaimed an attentive nun.

The women hurriedly stared at it.

Sure enough, in the thick mist, a figure could be faintly seen.

The clouds swirled and tumbled around him, and the whistling could be heard even here.

And as time passed, it was clear that there seemed to be something hovering around the person's body, and it was these things that were stirring up the storm.

Suddenly, the figure stood up.

Bang!

All the clouds around him were swept away at once, and there was an astonishing sound of wind and thunder.

But it wasn't over, and then there were four more rumblings, and the clouds around the man were swept open into a hole of tens of feet.

The moment the hole came out, the women also saw the person in it.

It was actually a naked (harmonious) young man with his upper body, with his back to the women.

His body was wrapped with dense patterns of qi and blood, and the flying was like a dragon and snake entangled in the air, and the women could only take a rough look at it from such a distance.

But that momentum can't be wrong.

Meng Yu said dumbfoundedly: "Qi and blood are complete?"

The great achievement of qi and blood is the last realm of the realm of the sea of qi, and it is also the best proof of stepping into the ninth realm of the sea of qi.

"It's so strong that you can feel it even from such a distance. There was a nun with a look of exclamation.

Just as the women were constantly guessing which of the senior brothers was on the black tablet, the man suddenly took out a robe and put it on.

Looking back at the lake in the distance, the figure flashed and disappeared into the clouds again.

"So fast! Do any of you see what that senior brother looks like? Is it handsome or ugly?"