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Immortal Realm, Galan Immortal Mountain.

Many monks took magical treasures and collected turbid air from all over the upper and lower realms.

After collecting the turbid air, the monk came back and handed over the glass bottle, and completed his task.

There is a lot of turbid air.

Floating in the glass bottle.

Qingwu knelt on the cushion.

He was wearing a blue Taoist robe. As the great elder of the Galan Fairy Mountain, he looked only in his early thirties.

He glanced at the glass bottles and said, "Why are there fewer this time?"

Then, he raised his eyes and his eyes fell on his disciple Ye Qingchi.

The eyes were so powerful that they were filled with strong dissatisfaction.

Ye Qingchi's body trembled and he hurriedly knelt on the ground, "Master, the ghost fire in the upper realm has been extinguished, and there is really not much turbid air."

Qingwu snorted coldly, "If there is no upper realm, just go to the lower realm!"

"But in this way, the major sects will know that we have collected turbid air." Ye Qingchi swallowed his saliva, hesitated for a moment, and finally said his heart, "Master, there is no spiritual energy in the mortal world and cannot purify turbid air, which will cause natural disasters. Now the mortal world has been blizzards, and many people are frozen to death and starved to death. Please think twice."

Qingwu picked up the teacup and took a sip.

This tea in the fairy world also contains spiritual energy and helps in practice.

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "Nan Li borrowed fire from the King of Hell and set fire to the fairy world. The ghost fire burned, and it would form turbid air, which would not dissipate for a long time, affecting the spiritual energy of the fairy world. Now I am just returning the turbid air to her!"

Ye Qingchi was still kneeling down, and he said, "It was the Lord of Penglai Island who opened the immortal gate first and wanted to kill her. Master, everything is important to cause and effect, not to mention that the turbid air remains in the fairy world, and the spirit tree is purified."

Qingwu smashed the teacup on the ground.

He was angry, "Since you want to talk about cause and effect, I will tell you that your junior brother was killed by her! Not only did he kill him, he also tore his soul to pieces with the soul-breaking cone! Shouldn't this revenge be avenged by the master?!"

Ye Qingchi was stunned at first.

He raised his head and asked, "There are rules in our fairy world that no one in the upper and lower realms must leave the fairy world without leaving the fairy world. My junior brother went to the mortal world privately? Even if he was not dead, he would be punished when he came back."

Qingwu's face became darker and darker.

He never liked this apprentice.

Although he is not bad at talent, he never follows him.

"He broke the rules and he would punish him for his teacher, but Nan Li killed him, which is another matter."

Ye Qingchi said again: "I guess it was the junior brother who provoked her? Isn't this asking for death by himself?"

Qingwu already had a headache.

I can't continue talking.

I really can't continue to say it.

"Master, my disciple thinks that this is the fate of my junior brother. You don't have to avenge him or add karma." Ye Qingchi pursed his lips, "Recently, Master's cultivation seems to have regressed a little. Master must act cautiously, otherwise it will be easy for God to punish him and be punished by Heavenly Thunder."

Qingwu waved his hand, "Okay, you go out."

Ye Qingchi was happy and said, "Master can figure it out, and my disciple is very happy."

I think Master will no longer release the turbid air into the mortal realm.

He retreated happily.

Qingwu closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there was still hatred in her eyes.

He only has two apprentices.

Ye Qingchi is pure-minded and never does anything dirty for him.

Another disciple was very fond of his heart, but Nan Li broke his soul!

It's really hateful!

He rolled his sleeves and brought the glass bottle to the barrier of the magic circle of the Immortal Realm and the Immortal Realm.

Seeing the ghost fire outside the magic circle, as he moved, the corners of his mouth twitched, and a burst of anger erupted in his heart.

Are these ghost fires still over?

He just kept guarding here if he didn't come out?

Why doesn't it go out?

Therefore, Qingwu became more determined to pour out the turbid air.

After pinching a magic trick, he tore a hole in the barrier, and he immediately poured out the turbid air from the glass bottle.

When the ghost fire was about to fly in, he quickly closed the hole.

This action was done in one go.

Qingwu looked at the ghost fire with a faint light and snorted: "Hmph, what kind of ghost fire in the underworld is impossible to cross the magic circle barrier set by the immortal."

Besides, when these turbid air go away, the snow in the mortal world will fall until April or May.

By then, corpses are everywhere and even the underworld cannot be taken away.

People will grab territory, and ghosts will do it.

As long as there is a struggle, there will be vicious ghosts and evil ghosts.

Moreover, if the ghost energy is more powerful, it will affect the national fortune.

Nan Li tried his best to make peace in the mortal world, and the Three Kingdoms did not cause war, but he could not let her do what she wanted!

Seeing the turbid air spread, Qingwu left proudly.

Little did he know that as soon as he left, someone flew out with his sword.

He has outstanding figure, elegant clothes, and a fairy-like style.

The sword flew quickly and quickly in the air with his body movement. The glass bottle he sacrificed quickly quickly retracted eighty or ninety percent of the turbid air.

He calmed down a little, blocked the bottle with a plug, and then drew a talisman out of thin air with his fingers to strengthen the seal so as not to leak out of turbid air.

After doing this, he turned to Ye Qingchi behind him: "Look, I'm right? Your master will still pour turbid air into the mortal realm and ignore the lives of mortals."

But when Yun Yubai saw his face, he hurriedly took two steps back and reached the end of the long sword.

Ye Qingchi's face turned pale.

He bent over and vomited out.

Yun Yubai curled his lips, "You blew out at such a young age. You really need to practice more."

Ye Qingchi finally recovered, and he looked sad: "Master Yun Peak is really flying too fast. If you practice again, you will never be able to practice to the level of Master Yun Peak."

After building the foundation, you will naturally be able to control the sword.

But whether fast or slow is fast or not, it has a lot to do with personal talent and spiritual power.

Yun Yubai looked at him: "Indeed, who is faster than me in the entire immortal cultivation world?"

Ye Qingchi thought this was strange, but he quickly corrected his face, "Thank you for Master Yunfeng today, so I can know the true face of my master."

After saying that, he hugged his fists.

Yun Yubai asked, "Since you know, what are you going to do?"

"Of course I went back and cut off my master-disciple relationship with him! In order to avenge his own personal grudges, he was in vain for his life and was not worthy of being my master at all!" Ye Qingchi said angrily.

Seeing his reaction, Yun Yubai was relieved and said, "Don't worry, since he is so hateful, why don't you make trouble? The reputation of Jialan Immortal Mountain was saved by the Immortal Lord. You don't want these evil people to ruin the reputation of Jialan Immortal Mountain, right?"

When Ye Qingchi heard this, he clenched his fists: "Yes! He is now bullying the Immortal Lord and falling asleep, so he is so unscrupulous! I will definitely keep the reputation of the Immortal Lord on the Immortal Mountain!"

Seeing his righteous and angry look, Yun Yubai secretly rejoiced that he had not found the wrong person at all.
Chapter completed!