Another saint priest walked over, looked at the bewildered Boundless, and then at the empty distance. "What's wrong with senior brother, what nerves do you have?"

Wuya glanced at the saint. walked outside the pavilion and saluted Liu Songshen. "Master, I'll look at the store first."

Liu Song stared at the crowded street in a daze, and the beloved, heartbroken, and heartbroken figure had disappeared. The shadow of anger, sadness, and despair rose in his heart, and he didn't hear the words of his disciple Wuyan, he could only hear the voice of the blood-dripping heart. "Help me...... and help me ......".

This is the wave of divine consciousness that Mei'er passed to him when she walked by. Liu Song didn't dare to respond, that strange young master of Wanyun was too powerful. After disappearing for a cup of tea, Liu Song could still feel the filament-like divine consciousness condensed in front of the Medicine Crystal Pavilion.

Liu Songmu walked into the Medicine Crystal Pavilion. He took a closer look at the corpse of the old saint Song who was lying in a pool of blood. "Qiu Jian let these saints go."

"Master ......". Qiu Jian's blood gushed up all over his head.

"I said I let ...... go." Liu Song repeated. The voice is resolute and flat.

"Wait". A beautiful saintess appeared in front of Liu Song.

Liu Song's eyes erupted with fire, his hair stood erect with anger, and his black eyebrows were about to burn with anger. Pouted, the face is not a face, the nose is not a nose, and the slanted eyes look at the Qingli Holy Maiden.

The Qingli Holy Maiden kept her face silent, walked up to Liu Song and waved her hand to release a light shield. Put Liu Song, whose face was splashed with Zhu, into the light mask. After a few inhales, the light mask flashed, and the Qingli Holy Maiden disappeared.

Liu Song frowned, staring at the distant sky and wondering what Lu Dao was thinking. After a long time, he said: "Qiu Jian, take these people to your master's mansion."

"Yes, master". Qiu Jian disappeared with dozens of saints in a flash.

"Boundless, close the door, don't do business today". Liu Song said indignantly.

"Yes, master". Wu Ya turned to close the door.

Liu Song walked in front of the old saint Song. Take out a watermelon-sized crystal ball and a blood stone from the holy bag, and gently place the blood stone in the blood hole in the abdomen of the old saint of Song. Sizzle. The blood on the body of the old saint Song disappeared. The whole corpse turned pale.

Liu Song slapped the essence blood stone into the crystal ball, and a blood mist diffused from the essence blood stone, and the crystal ball turned into a blood mist ball.

Liu Song folded the corpse a little to the pale. With a soft pop, a yellow phantom like a century-old ginseng jumped out of the black hole. A red light instantly wrapped around the yellow phantom. "Brother Song, you can cultivate in the blood crystal for a few days, and when you rescue Mei'er, you will find a way for you."

said. The red light pulls the yellow phantom into the blood-colored mistball.

"Master, can this Song senior still live?" Wu Yazi said with a condensed face.

"Solid root saints, soul is knowledge, spirit is the root. The young master only killed his divine sense. But it didn't hurt his roots, and after taking it, there was still hope for giving birth to a soul." Liu Song said slowly.

Straighten up. "This holy body has been transformed, and there is no point in keeping it."

"By the way, Wuya, you said you have something to tell me, what's the matter, let's talk about it now." Liu Song frowned, remembering Wuya's previous Divine Consciousness Wave.

"Master. Back to the Zun Mansion, I will tell you and the master in detail."

A courtyard in Shencheng, with apricot-yellow courtyard walls and blue-gray roofs. Pale green towering ancient trees.

In the center of the yard, there is a pond. There is a pavilion alone in the pond, the pavilion has no bridge, and there are three big characters in the book, "Viewing the Rain Pavilion".

The pavilion seems to float above the pond. The fog of the first floor of the book supports the small pavilion, rippling gently in the breeze, and the fog drifts very low. Only on the lower edge of the kiosk with the wave lightly swinging.

There was an old man sitting in the rain viewing pavilion, his bones were high and bulging, his face was full of wrinkles, his pale hair was not messily attached to his temples, his face was flat, and his wrinkles were light. Holding a book in his hand, he leaned lightly on the pavilion railing. I watched intently.

The edge of the small pond is a willow tree that leans down and hangs down, gently brushing the surface of the pool, like countless green hooks, hanging in the misty pool, leisurely fishing.

"Master, disciple Liu Songzi, apprentice grandson Wuyazi, there is something important to report." A voice came from far into the sky.

"Oh, that little guy named Wuyazi is here, let him in and see me. The old man put down the book in his hand and looked to the shore.

Willow pine nuts and Wu Yazi appear on the willow bank. Liu Songzi stood in the small pavilion in a flash and bowed deeply to the old man.

Wu Yazi's face was solemn, and he flew up, the upper book of the pool was foggy, and the invisible resistance blocked Wu Yazi's shadow, and after soaking it a few times, Wu Yazi stood in the small pavilion with a panicked face.

"That's right, three years to reach the fourth layer of agility, forty miles of divine sense, there are a lot of people in the Ethereal Puppet Realm! The old man said with a smile.

Wu Yazi knelt on his knees and knelt several times.

"Get up, there is something to be said". The old man stroked his long hair with satisfaction, staring at the boundless man who was kneeling on the ground.

"Master respects ......". Wu Yazi said what was in his heart. After speaking, he took out a crystal shaft from the sacred bag, pulled it open, and raised it above his head.

The old man clicked the crystal shaft, and the crystal shaft flew into his hand, and the old man stared at it for a long time. "You say that this Wanyun Young Master is Mo Xie, and he is the person that Master Bixin is looking for"?

Wu Ya nodded vigorously.

"You can be sure, this thing is not a joke, if we make a move, we may alarm the entire Wanyun, if we get it, it's okay, if we don't get it, it will blow all of us down in the eyelids of the Holy Sword Mountain." The old man said slowly and thoughtfully.

"Master, you can ask Uncle Bian Lezi, a disciple of Master Yue, the two of them have a common enmity, and she can tell the truth at a glance. Wuya's face moved as he spoke. Uncle Shi is really not good to scream.

"Oh, doesn't Qiu Jian know him?" the old man asked.

"I don't know, my master in the puppet realm, the cadre is most familiar with it." Wu Yazi said.

The old man pondered for a moment. Take out a crystal letter and put it on your forehead to suck it up. Throw it into the sky. "Li Ruzi".

"The disciple is here". With a flash of light, a sixth-order saintess appeared in the small pavilion.

"Quickly go to Chuanyun Station to check the whereabouts of the young master Wanyun, and send Zhu Xiaozi and Luan Lianzi to follow, and wait and see what happens." The old man said.

didn't wait for Li Ruzi to respond. Liu Songzi hurriedly said: "Master, ......."

"Hehehe", the old man listened to Liu Songzi's words and was happy. "And this"?

"Send them there. You don't want to get involved, it's too risky. All the disciples who are in office in Wanyun should not be involved in this matter."

A few people were talking, and suddenly, there was a burst of silver bells. Pierced into the ears of the people. The old man said finely, but frowned. Li Ruzi felt her head buzz twice. Liu Songzi's two ears seemed to stand on one side of a big gong, and when a sound rang, Liu Songzi, who was shocked, opened his mouth, and his eyes kept jumping.

The most unlucky thing is Wu Yanzi, his teeth are clucking, his eyes are burning like flames, his nostrils and mouth are bursting with smoke, and the green tendons on his face are about to explode.

"Senior Sister Yue, here, I'll give Senior Brother a dismount. Do you want to cook our whole family? Feed the fish!" The old man looked into the distance, his eyes bursting with sparks of excitement.

"Senior Brother Gong wants to tell my little sister something good, of course I'm happy, so I can't close my mouth when I smile!" As he spoke, hundreds of black-clothed women appeared in the willow forest of Xiaochi. In an instant, the green willow forest changed its hue, and the dark and heavy people were breathless.

Gong Peng grinned. "Senior Sister Yue. Are you going to bring all the crows to my house, and you are planning to stay for a long time?"

"Hehehe, senior brother, I want to stay for a long time. I'm afraid your disciples won't be able to raise it. In less than three days, your disciples will become little old men like you." A woman in black dodged into the kiosk.

"I can't ask for it, I can't ask for it. They don't care, you can just live here." Gong Peng flirted and scolded.

"Don't be unserious in front of your disciples. Tell me what to do, I still have something to do. Just arrived in Shencheng. I will receive your crystal letter." Yue Yuzi sat down next to Gong Pengzi with a smile, and said with watery eyes.

Gong Pengzi's wrinkles unfolded. After being dumb for a while, he said, "I miss you."

"Let's go, if you have something to say, say it quickly. I'm really in trouble. Yue Yuzi clicked Gong Pengzi's head. A red dot came out at once.

"Hehehe, senior sister, can your disciple Bian Lezi come along." Gong Pengzi asked with a smile.

"You've said it, we've all moved here, so we're all here. What's the matter"?

"I want her to recognize this person." As he spoke, Gong Pengzi handed the crystal shaft to Yueyuzi.

Hiss, Yue Yuzi glanced at it and took a breath. "Senior brother has also received a letter from my uncle."

"Letters, what letters? Gong Pengzi looked at Yue Yuzi puzzled.

"If you don't know what to say, don't ask." Yue Yuzi's face sank.

"Don't ask, I'll tell you ......." Gong Pengzi talked about it 1510. I retold what Wu Yazi said.

Yueyuzi was shocked to hear it. It turned out that this saint named Mo Xie was related to such a big matter, and he was just looking for someone according to the requirements of Shi Bo Qing Lei Zi, but I didn't expect that this person named Mo Ye had something to do with "Shen Gong Kaiwu" and the holy soldiers. It's been a whole year of investigation, and I haven't found Mo Xie's shadow. It's all a lot of work. It turned out that this Mo Xie was in Wanyun Cave and became the young master.

"Senior brother, are you sure that this young master is really the one named Mo Xie?" Yue Yuzi asked.

"I'm just not sure, I'm looking for you, not to mention such a good thing, I will think of you first," Gong Pengzi said hehehe.

"Okay, don't be flamboyant, I know your heart, you're four or five thousand years old, and you're still playing romance." "Bian Lezi, come here." Yueyuzi shouted softly.

In the small pavilion, a flash of inspiration, a petite woman in black appeared beside Yue Yuzi. Said softly. "Bian Lezi, I've seen my uncle, my master." After speaking, he bowed deeply.

"Oh, it's so good, it took more than two years to break through to the fifth layer of agility, and the divine sense was one hundred and twenty miles. Strange saints, strange saints". Gong Pengzi yelled. He clutched the bag and flipped it over.

"Hurry up. You came so suddenly, and I didn't have anything good to prepare. This pair of horny bracelets will be given to you as a meeting gift." Gong Pengzi took out a pair of black bracelets and sent them to Bian Lezi.

Bian Lezi looked at his master Yueyu. (To be continued......)