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As the sword light fell, the valley where Yujing was located suddenly became much quieter.

The wrinkled old man appeared at the right time and raised his hand at the visitor, "Daojingfeng Deacon Xuanji, I have met several Taoist brothers!" Behind him, he followed Goqi and five other managers.

At this time, nearly a hundred monks had gathered in the valley, and thirty or forty disciples of Yujingfeng were gathered together and were quite lively. However, most of them looked anxious, even Zi Yan, Ye Zi and other female cultivators were watching silently and with a serious expression.

Wujiu stood behind Zi Yan, feeling at a loss. Looking at the slim and moving back, he couldn't help but be fascinated and unable to move his footsteps.

Someone whispered: "Your Junior Brother, you actually recognize the master of feathers on the mountain, or a fairy-like figure, tsk..."

It turned out that Zong Bao was shaking his head and sighing, and his words were full of envy.

Wujiu nodded seriously, but saw that Luo Shan had already forgotten his bruised nose and swollen face, staring straight ahead, looking dizzy, he hurriedly waved his hand and whispered, "All children, don't look at them if they are not good!" Seeing Tian Xiaoqing not far away looking at him, his eyes were suspicious, he couldn't help but thrust up his chest, swaying forward a few steps, and had already walked to Ye Zi's side, showing a familiar posture, and asked casually: "Sister Ye! What happened in Lingshan?"

"Ph! Who is your sister?"

Ye Zi seemed to be frightened, stared at the almond eyes, spat, dodged a step to the side, reached out to hold Zi Yan's arm, and said with a small mouth: "Sister, he can open a dyeing workshop if he gives that person a few ounces of colors. It's so shameless..."

Zi Yan whispered: "It's a big deal, so let's calm down for a moment!"

Wujiu suddenly seemed embarrassed and couldn't help looking around and concealed his expression.

It happened that Zong Bao and Luo Shan smiled and dodged their eyes, and their meaning was inexplicable; Tian Xiaoqing gave a disdainful glance, and his contemptuous expression was beyond words.

Wujiu scratched his head with his hands, pretended to be nothing, and then he complained deeply and comforted himself.

That girl is no different from other monks, she looks down on others. Who is shameless? That must not be himself.

I came all the way, not to mention the touching world, at least it can be called sincere love! Why did Zi Yan turn a blind eye? Is it because of the shyness and surprise of the unexpected reunion, or is it because of her coldness on the outside and warm inside?

Wujiu looked at the figure that was so close to him. There seemed to be a faint and intoxicating fragrance coming from the tip of his nose. The frustration that only felt disappeared. He smiled and raised his hand freely, thanked him: "Miss Ziyan, Xiaosheng, I would like to thank you for your fairy pill..."

Zi Yan was still watching intently, and frowned slightly when she heard the sound: "My fairy pill?"

Wujiu finally got a response, and suddenly became energetic and said hurriedly: "Yes, yes! It was the girl's elixir that helped the young actor strengthen his body and overcome difficulties many times..."

Zi Yan stopped making a sound, but looked at her side with some confusion.

Ye Zi was amused: "Hehehe! Didn't my sister ask me to compensate for it? I will give him a pill of beauty. Who would have thought it would be used as a pill by him..." When she said this, she turned her head and her handsome round face suddenly became stern, and she shouted lightly: "You sour scholar, please listen to me. My sister keeps you at Yujing Peak and gives you a pill to nourish your beauty, which is enough to satisfy the grudges of the day. No matter how shameless and meaningless you are entangled, I will throw you down the mountain, hum!"

Zi Yan pulled the leaves, took two steps forward, and signaled: "Since the cause and effect are over, there is no need to say anything. Let's see how the seniors deal with the many disciples..."

Ye Zi obeyed and responded, but she still rolled her eyes fiercely. Her handsome appearance was not scary, but she pretended to behave, but the disgust and contempt in her expression was vividly evident.

Wujiu stood in a daze, and for a long time he didn't come back to his senses.

The elixir that she regarded as a treasure was actually the so-called beauty pill. As the name suggests, it was the beauty pill taken by women! Don’t think too much, it was Ye Zi who was deliberately teasing people! What else is there to "cause and effect", which clearly comes from Zi Yan’s mouth. Could it be that she didn’t take herself seriously at all? It’s impossible...

Wujiu seemed to be beaten by frost, and he was completely depressed.

Ziyan, I love you at first sight, and the world can be seen! Do you dislike my identity as a mortal, or do you have a love? In my opinion, mortals are very good, at least you don’t need to meditate and practice, and life is much more interesting. Could it be that you really have a love, who is it? Let him stand up and take a look, hum...

On the hillside near the house, five foundation-building Taoists gathered together. Apart from Yujingfeng's deacon Xuan Ji, two of them who arrived here were not unfamiliar with them. They were Xuan Shui, the deacon Xuan Yu, whom I had seen before, and Xuan Shuitang, the deacon Xuan Yu. The rest were two middle-aged men, wrapped in black clothes. The five seemed to be saying something, and seemed to be having a dispute. Goqi, Mushen and others stood not far away, with respectful expressions.

At the same time, more than ten monks walked out of the house on the side of the valley. Among them, there was a stout man carrying a sword box, and a man and a woman behind him...

Wujiu could see clearly and waved his hand to signal.

Haha, it was Gu Li who had not seen for many days, Tao Zi and Hong Nu. Now it is a reunion of old friends, which is really worthy of joy.

Gu Li followed everyone to the valley and couldn't help but look around. In front of the cave more than ten feet away, a ragged figure was reaching out and jubilantly smiling, looking extremely excited. He was a little surprised, but just nodded slightly, then stopped and turned around and walked towards the crowd nearby. Then Tao Zi and Hong Nu took a look from afar, then lowered their heads to avoid it.

Wujiu's arms froze in the air and turned around and looked around.

Zong Bao, Luo Shan, Tian Xiaoqing, and Yujingfeng disciples not far away were all looking at him, but they looked ambiguous as if they were looking at monsters. Even Zi Yan and Ye Zi seemed to be alarmed and gave a faint glance.

Wujiu put down his arm angrily and grinned and laughed at himself.

No matter where this person is, he must distinguish between relatives and relatives, or nobles and nobles. He thought this was the case among ordinary people, but he didn't expect that it was even more important on Lingshan. Is it interesting?

It was convenient for this moment that quarrels suddenly sounded on the hillside.

The old man named Xuanshui shouted loudly: "There are some disagreements among the elders, but they have nothing to do with the disciples. Miaomin, Miaoyin and Miaoyan, the disciples under the three elders, will return quickly..."

Before he finished speaking, someone interrupted: "I can't agree with what Senior Brother Xuanshui said!"

The person who made the voice was a middle-aged man with three strands of green beards and looked elegant. He continued to object: "The elders are no longer disagreeing with each other, but are fighting at Zixia Peak. If there is any victory or loss, it will inevitably affect their disciples. In my opinion, it is better to let many younger generations avoid it in time!"

Xuanshui opened his mouth and scolded: "Xuanli, how dare you not obey?"

The middle-aged man called Xuanli had not answered yet, and the yellow-faced middle-aged man next to him said dissatisfiedly: "Senior Brother Xuanshui, they are both deacons, how can they force each other like this..."

"Bang--"

Before the man could finish his words, Xuanshui raised his hand to sacrificial a sword light. They were as close as they were, and they were not prepared at all. The other party's waist and abdomen were immediately penetrated by the sword light, and then he screamed and flew backwards. He was in power and took the opportunity to shout: "Xuancheng, don't go..."

The middle-aged man before changed his face. He stepped on the flying sword and instantly picked up Xuan Cheng in his hand. He looked at his blood-stained companion and looked back and said angrily: "Xuanshui! You dare to attack, despicable..." With his long sleeves, another sword light roared out, and in a flash, he had already set up a defensive formation.

Xuanshui also stepped on the sword light and rose into the air and said sternly: "Those who bewitch disciples and cause trouble to the Immortal Sect should be punished for their crimes! You two will not follow me to return to Zixia Peak to confess their guilt, and when will you wait!"

Xuan Cheng was held in Xuan Li's arms, and was already seriously injured and dying. Seeing Xuan Shui threatening him, he spat with blood and said weakly: "Xuan Shui, if you kill like you, how can the three elders' disciples be spared..."

Xuanshui, however, had no choice but to rush the sword light to rush forward, and said without forgetting his life: "Xuanji, follow me to take them down. Xuanyu, escort many disciples back to the mountain and wait for the fall..."

Xuan Li held Xuan Cheng, who was seriously injured, and had no intention of responding to the challenge. He was afraid of falling into the siege, so he hurriedly turned around and fled to the distance with the sword light.

Xuanshui's intention to kill was not diminished, and then he chased after him.

Yujingfeng's deacon Xuan Ji hesitated for a moment before he reluctantly stepped on the sword and followed slowly.

But in a blink of an eye, the shiny sword light suddenly disappeared with a terrifying murderous intent. The valley where it was located was temporarily in a silence. Whether it was Yujingfeng's disciples or the many monks present, they all held their breath and did not dare to breathe for a moment.

Wujiu was also dazzled and talked secretly.

It seems that those Taoists of the Xuan generation should belong to the disciples of different elders. The cultivators really don’t talk about any affection, and they are still the same sects. They will kill themselves without saying a word! The flying swords come and go, and they are just neat. It is not difficult to guess from this that the remaining disciples will inevitably suffer from the disaster of the fish!

It was convenient for a man in his twenties or thirty years old to walk to the high place on the hillside and said loudly: "All disciples present will return from the teleportation array. Those who dare to disobey will be punished as disobedience!"

That was the only foundation-building Taoist left in the valley, Xuan Yu. As his unquestionable words sounded, everyone looked at each other and hesitated. His face was slightly dark, and he raised his hand to slash out a sword light.

Not far away was a man in his thirties or forties, still looking around, suddenly he noticed that it was too late to hide. He was about to beg for mercy, but he was split in half by "puff". The flesh and blood were flying everywhere, and there were constant screams of exclamations around him.

Xuan Yu raised his hand a little more. The sword light more than three feet long hovered back and forth above everyone's heads, and the sharp power spread all around. The entire valley was shrouded in a terrifying murderous intent. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly and shouted coldly: "Who else can try the method with his body?"

Most of the monks present were so scared that they were silent. No one dared to challenge the majesty of the foundation-building Taoist. They moved their steps towards their origins, but they all looked depressed and sighed.

It doesn’t matter if the elders fight, but once the winner is divided, the door must be cleaned up, and the fate of the relevant disciples can be imagined. Now that things have come to this point, what can the younger generations do!

However, the disciples of Yuifeng present became bystanders.

Wujiu looked at Gu Li from afar, and Tao Zi and Hong Nu's backs, and shook his head secretly. Although the three of them were panicked, they were much more relaxed than others. Perhaps it was related to the master they were worshipped, and I don't know who his respective master was.

When the Immortal Sect is in chaos, if you have a good master, you will also have a good backer. For example, a bad guy who specializes in speculation...

Wujiu's eyelids suddenly jumped and he quickly looked at it.

I saw Mushen approaching Xuan Yu and whispering with a charming look on his face. But in an instant, the master and apprentice looked at this side at the same time...

Wujiu felt ominous, and turned his head and walked away. Not far away, the conversation between the two sisters came from—

"Sister! You and I are the subordinates of Uncle Miaomin. Now it seems that his situation is unfavorable. If he returns, wouldn't he be allowed to humiliate..."

"Oh! There are cliffs on all four walls of Yujing Peak and there is no place to go. You and I have to leave it to fate. But if there is any surprise, I can only die..."

Wujiu hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I have my own place to go!" Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
Chapter completed!