Chapter 45: Yun Yong

Shen Xuanchun explained: "It's just a miniature teleportation array, you can put it away." ”

Ye An felt a little novel, and asked with great interest: "Then where is this miniature teleportation array teleported?"

"This is not clear for the teacher, after all, it is a miniature teleportation array, there is no corresponding teleportation array, no one knows where it will go after the spiritual power is triggered, if it is needed in the future, you must be mentally prepared. ”

Ye An was already smart, and when he saw that the master was so solemnly handing over this thing and the heavenly machine to himself, he frowned slightly, and said softly: "Master, is he worried about the floating old demon?"

Shen Xuanchun said noncommittally: "The Blood Red Dao people have regained their cultivation because of me, the Floating Old Demon has been seriously injured because of my Biyou, and now because of you, he has lost the disciple he values very much, this time he will definitely make a comeback for revenge." This person's skills are so powerful that it is really difficult to deal with. ”

Ye An kowtowed heavily on the ground, and unconsciously choked up in his voice: "The disciple was greatly favored by the master, and he didn't die in the mouth of the fish demon back then, if a strong enemy comes to attack one day, the disciple is willing to accompany the master to the last moment." ”

Shen Xuanchun's face turned cold, and he drank: "Nonsense! You have only traveled a few zhang on this long road of cultivating immortals, and you are talking about life and death, why should you accompany me with this little bit of cultivation." I'm afraid you've turned into bones in my retreat now, what do you rely on to be a teacher until the last moment?"

Ye An wiped his tears a little angrily, Shen Xuanchun was still angry, and with a wave of his hand, Ye An sat down in the courtyard, and Shen Xuanchun's angry voice came from the air: "From today on, without my permission, you can't step out of this place for half a step, when will you reach the sixth layer of consummation, when will you come out again!"

Ye An endured the loss in his heart, only feeling that he had really angered the master this time, and he really cared about him. Unexpectedly, he hadn't seen him for five years, and he didn't say a few words to provoke him to be furious, and a sense of grievance instantly filled his heart, and he looked up to the sky and yelled a few times.

After a long time, there was a long, inexplicable sigh from the cave, some disappointed, some happy, and some memories.

At this time, thousands of miles away in the north of a Xiuxian family, a thin and short old man sat in the center of the hall, and the two rows of mahogany chairs around him were full of people, and the old man's voice was extremely hoarse, and he said dryly: " Biyou Xiaozong has occupied the best spiritual vein in Meng for hundreds of years, and most of the textile markets collect a certain amount of spirit stones every year, your family has a long heritage, but it is far less than Biyou's wealth, according to this seat, it won't be long before your family will be eaten away by Biyou little by little, after all, everyone should have heard of the tragedy of the Chen family a few years ago, that Elder Chen refused to give up his family and was killed by Biyou's Zhou Fairy, and his bloodline relatives did not leave a living mouth. ”

Everyone on the chair was silent, only a plump young woman frowned and said: "But for hundreds of years, my Sanxiu family and Biyou Xiaozong have always been safe, but the strange poison of the concubine thirty years ago was solved by Fairy Zhou, and now my lord has made me an enemy of Biyou, and it is inevitable that I will be made fun of." ”

The thin old man's eyes flashed with coldness, and he said with a smile: "The strength of the cultivation realm is supreme, except for interests, everything is vain, such a small favor will make Fairy Qi fearful, and such an act will be ridiculed." ”

Fairy Qi said unhappily: "Lord Fusheng's cultivation is profound, and he is naturally not afraid of Biyou Sect Master Wen Song's old way, but when he attacks the Biyou Mountain Gate, he will first face the Biyou's mountain protection array, and without the joint efforts of four or five Ning Dan monks, I am afraid it will be difficult to break this formation. From the concubine's point of view, this matter is really a bit ridiculous. But Lord Fusheng is now coercing us to be enemies of Bi You, and I don't know what my intentions are!"

"Yes, the predecessor of Fusheng returned from the Biyu Small Sect a hundred years ago, and now he doesn't know what his intentions are when he picks me up and waits for thirty-one scattered cultivation families?"

"Although we and the others have more than twenty Daoji cultivators in total, most of them are not high in cultivation, where will they be the opponents of the eight elders of Biyou, I think most of the Fusheng seniors are treating us as cannon fodder. ”

"It's not easy for us to practice, so we provoke Bi You, if we are not careful, not only will we die, but even the family bloodline may not be retained. ”

For a while, there was a lot of discussion in the hall, and most of them agreed with Fairy Qi very much.

The smile of the Floating Old Demon gradually froze, and finally his face was expressionless, and the dignified Ning Dan Monk was so offended by Daoji Monk that he was silent, making it impossible to guess what this person was thinking.

As soon as Fairy Qi spoke, he began to regret in his heart, after all, the other party was a long-famous Ning Dan monk, he was so ignorant of dignity and inferiority, if the other party was annoyed and angry, he didn't have the ability to take his anger, and he said calmly in a panic: "My Qi family can guarantee that they will not leak half of today's matter to the outside world, nor will they participate in dealing with Biyou." If there is nothing to do, the concubine will retire and take the first step. ”

At this point, everyone's hearts moved, and most of them didn't want to wade into this troubled water, after all, a monk who could cultivate to the realm of Dao Ji would not joke with his net worth and life in vain.

At this time, the floating old devil, who was silent for a moment, sneered, and Fairy Qi was alarmed, and he was about to flee from the road, but suddenly his body flew away without obeying the call, and the snow-white neck was instantly choked by the floating old demon.

For a moment, there was silence in the hall, obviously no one expected that the floating old demon would actually move without saying a word in front of everyone.

"Spare your life" Fairy Qi couldn't breathe, and only before he could spit out two or three words, his head exploded, and red and white things splashed all around.

The hall was filled with a strong smell of blood, and everyone's hearts were cold, and their minds were still thinking of Fairy Qi's charming face, and their bodies shivered together.

Everyone has gone all the way, and the monks under their command have lost countless lives, and they have long been familiar with murder, and even ten million times more tragic than Fairy Zhou's death is difficult to make ripples in the hearts of the monks who are sitting on the Daoji. But I have never seen such a delicate person killed so disgustingly, and I only feel that the floating old demon is ruthless, and there is no mortal affection.

The floating old demon still had red and white things on his face, grinning, like the Yin of the Nine Shadows, and said coldly: "This person is too noisy, I think it is also a little ruined the mood of everyone sitting here today, it is a bit too much, are you dissatisfied?"

With the experience of Fairy Qi, where did everyone dare to say half a word, and someone said in a trembling voice: "This person has offended his predecessors, he really deserves it, and now he is dead, which is really happy!"

The Floating Old Demon nodded with satisfaction and said, "Actually, it's not a secret, the disciples of this seat, the Blood Red Dao people, must have heard of it. He is actually a child of this seat, but for some reason this seat has not recognized him, if it wasn't for this seat more than a hundred years ago, I am afraid that he would have died in the hands of Bi Youshen Xuanchun. ”

A look of astonishment appeared on everyone's faces, after all, the matter of the Blood Red Dao Man made the entire Meng Guo Xiuzhen Realm boil back then, but they didn't expect him to be dead, and what was even more surprising was that the Blood Red Dao Man was the child of the Floating Old Demon. It's no wonder that the Floating Old Demon is such a resolute monk who would fight hard for a disciple and the Biyou Sect.

"But," the Floating Old Demon said viciously, "Blood Red, this kid died at the hands of Shen Xuanchun's disciple five years ago!"

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