Author: Master Xuanxin

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the golden-winged roc put down several treasure chariots, and then transformed into an old man in brocade robes, standing next to the treasure chariots.

Standing in front of the mountain gate is a young man with dark skin, a tough face, a majestic figure, and a height of more than two meters. He has a shawl and black hair like a waterfall, exuding a wild charm.

"Little Lord!"

The old man in brocade robes transformed into a golden-winged roc took a step forward, cupped his fists and said:

"In compliance with the Young Lord's decree, people have already brought it."

"Here comes Elder Lao Jin."

The young man known as "Young Master" nodded. As soon as he finished speaking, the curtain of the last Baochai was lifted, and a figure came out.

But it was Senior Brother Yi from Shenbing Pavilion.

Yi Changqing cupped his hands and laughed loudly:

"Long time no see. Brother Yan, are you okay?"

Young Master of Tianyao Sect:

"Didn't we just meet half a month ago?"

Yi Changqing: "...Not seeing each other for one day is like three autumns."

The man who stood in front of the mountain gate to greet Yi Changqing was named "Yan Feiyu". He was the contemporary young master of the Tianyao Sect and had a sworn relationship with Yi Changqing.

Yi Changqing walked over, opened his arms, and made a "hug" gesture.

Yan Feiyu raised the folding fan in his hand and pressed it against his heart:

"Fellow Daoist Yi, I am not as good as Long Yang, can you please restrain yourself?"

"Am I going to the Western Desert now? The next time you and I meet...maybe it will be a thousand years later."

Yi Changqing sighed.

When Yan Feiyu heard this, his expression became complicated, and after a moment he said:

"Okay, okay, okay, let me give you a hug."

Yi Changqing laughed twice and hugged Yan Feiyu.

Everything that happened today was within his plan.

Yi Changqing possesses the body of Xuanyin and is coveted by many female cultivators. Even the Saint of Shenbing Pavilion wants to attack him.

In order to protect himself, he also conceived an escape plan.

But outside monks are more vicious than those within the sect, and they will be eaten alive if they are not careful.

Until this time when he went out, he met a Buddhist cultivator from the Western Desert.

The other party said that he was quite talented and had a predestined relationship with Buddhism. If he wanted to cut off those three thousand troubles, he could come to the West Desert and worship at the Great Wuchang Temple to practice.

When Dawuchang Temple recruits disciples, it usually only accepts young children. For people of Yi Changqing's age, the decision can only be made based on "Buddhist connections".

If you have a chance, you can enter, but if you don't, even if you kneel in front of the temple for three days and three nights, you won't be able to worship at the door.

Yi Changqing did not doubt the other party's words, because the Buddhist cultivator showed him his extremely high cultivation level. If he wanted to take him away by force, he would have absolutely no ability to resist.

But the Buddhist cultivator did not take him with him, but asked him to go on his own. This was the test for entry.

Along the way, Yi Changqing may encounter various witches and witches. As long as he can survive these disasters and reach the Western Desert, he will be protected by the Great Wuchang Temple, and he will no longer have to worry about his own safety.

So he entrusted his most trusted friend, Yan Feiyu, the young master of the Tianyao Sect, to help him carry out this matter.

Yi Changqing sneaked into the convoy of Sancai Academy, while Yan Feiyu sent someone to capture Bao Chaan and "rescue" Yi Changqing.

Yi Changqing and Yan Feiyu separated, sniffed, and said:

"Why do you smell so strong?"

"It's a fragrance, not a strong taste."

Yan Feiyu smelled his arm and emphasized.

He showed a row of white teeth:

"Because this young master just finished a battle and came to see you after taking a bath...unlike fellow Daoist Yi, I am still Yuanyang's body."

Yi Changqing: "..."

He knew that Yan Feiyu had dozens of wives and concubines, and his daily life... was very happy.

"Ahem...Okay, okay, let's not talk about this."

Yan Feiyu did not continue to poke his sore spot:

"Your plan suddenly advanced, which caught me off guard. It will take three days to prepare the teleportation circle. During these three days, please stay with me for now. I will send you some bodyguards, all of them strong men."

"I didn't expect the people from Sancai Academy to leave so early, so I had no choice but to sneak into their group in advance."

Yi Changqing smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Yan, I'm sorry."

"There is no trouble between you and me."

Yan Feiyu waved his hand and turned aside:

"Elder Jin."

"exist."

The old man in brocade robe cupped his hand.

"Let the rest of them go. They are all disciples of the great sect. There is no need to cause trouble... Remember to leave a chariot for them so they can leave here."

"yes."

Elder Jin nodded, reached out and grabbed and threw the five treasure chariots in the field.

Tianyao Gate, exit from the back mountain.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Five precious chariots descended from the sky.

Hundreds of disciples from the Heavenly Demon Sect swarmed forward, opened the curtains, and pulled out the great disciples inside.

The disciples of the great sect were beaten to pieces, their heads were buzzing, and then they saw a group of "ferocious-looking" monsters surrounding them, all of them with evil looks on their faces.

The leader, a demon, said loudly:

"How can there be no reason not to pay tolls when entering the territory of our Tianyao Sect? Come here, please seize their precious chariots for me!"

Disciple of the Great Religion:???

Heavenly Demon Gate?

The orthodoxy of the demon clan, the top sect?

Send a fusion monk over to collect their travel expenses?

Everyone's brains are a little down.

When Elder Jin was talking to Yan Feiyu, he used his cultivation to block the perception of everyone in the treasure chariot.

Therefore, these disciples of the great sect did not know that Yi Changqing also got into the car, nor did they know what happened in it.

The demons opened the curtains of all the treasure chariots, only to find that two of them were empty, but they didn't care. They just followed the instructions above and stuffed everyone into a larger treasure chariot.

Then they lifted up the precious chariot and sent the disciples of the great sect with question marks on their faces out of the main altar of the Tianyao Sect.

………………

That night.

The main altar of Tianyaomen is brightly lit.

"Brother, drink!"

A tall demon cultivator raised his glass.

"drink!"

Beside him, a demon cultivator wearing a golden robe responded.

"Second brother, drink!"

Another demon cultivator raised his glass.

"drink!"

Beside the gold-robed demon cultivator, a silver-robed demon cultivator responded in the same way.

The banquet was in a lively atmosphere, with the demons drinking wine, eating meat, punching each other and bragging, which was a great time.

"The disciples of the Tianyao Sect are living a happy life these days."

Lu Xuan sat on a horizontal tree trunk and looked at the scene in the distance.
To be continued...