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Chapter 259 reinforcements are coming

Chapter 259: Reinforcements are coming

"Ruolan! Ruolan, why are you talking to your senior brother? For the sake of an outsider, insulting your senior brother like this, no distinction between high and low! Don't bring the bad habits of outsiders to Lingyao Mountain!" The ancestor Qingluan also roared. His disciples were very well-behaved in the past, but after this training, how did they become like this?

"Outsider?" Lian Ruolan smiled faintly, and her cherry lips opened, "Ye Kong is not an outsider... I have already made a vow to be a bloody oath that he will not marry, and I am willing to be a slave and a servant!"

As soon as Lian Ruolan said this, the people in the room were stunned. She had already seen that Lian Ruolan was interested in Ye Kong, but no one expected that they had reached this point.

The ancestor Qingluan woke up from the shock and said to Bai Yanfeng and Ma Xiaowei, "You go out first... take care of your mouth! And Ma Xiaowei, you can go directly to Siguoya to find a room to stay for three years."

Ma Xiaowei sighed. Qingluan knew that he had informed him, so he went to Siguo Cliff. Alas, why did Senior Sister Ruolan make a vow of blood and essence? It seems that she has no chance at all.

Unlike Ma Xiaowei's frustration, Bai Yanfeng was angry. Mom, how could I not be as good as that little monk? I have worked hard to like you for so many years, but you didn't even give me a smile! After going out for a year of training, I hooked up with a little white face. I was such a bitch and even made a swearing... Bai Yanfeng's mind began to be distorted. Because love became hatred, the more I thought about it, I became more angry. I walked out of the cave and had an idea.

"Go to Master Hongluan to trick him into the golden hoe, and then go and kill that little white-faced first!" Bai Yanfeng made up his mind and walked towards the cave of the ancestor Hongluan.

When the room became quiet, the ancestor Qingluan quickly ordered Lian Ruolan to stretch out his wrist and put his finger on it, and he did make a vow of blood and essence.

"Say! Is it Ye Kong forced you?" The ancestor Qingluan let go of his hand, his eyebrows were covered with black lines.

"No one forced me, I voluntarily."

"I'm confused!" The ancestor Qingluan angrily scolded, "Even if there are two Taoist couples, few of them will make such vicious vows! Do you know that your life is just in his mind! He can make you die anytime and anywhere!"

"He doesn't know what he wants, I believe him, so I made a vow voluntarily." Lian Ruolan and Qingluan were angry.

"You, you..." The ancestor Qingluan was so angry that he couldn't even speak. He cursed for a while, "This kind of vow will only be issued when one party is forced to helplessly and asks for forgiveness from life and death... Master, I have lived for hundreds of years, and I have never heard of anyone who voluntarily makes a vow of essence and blood! I have never seen anyone stupider than you in the entire Cangnan Continent!"

"Master, I beg you! Ye Kong is really not an ordinary person. He is a warm and kind person, treats people sincerely, values ​​affection and righteousness, and he also has a powerful talisman-making technique. Just trust your disciple's vision! Although our Lingyao Mountain has thousands of male cultivators, no one can compare to him!"

"Oh." The ancestor Qingluan couldn't help but sigh and said, "You have such a high opinion of this little monk. Can the mortal cultivator not be as good as him?"

Lian Ruolan knew that she had said the wrong thing and lowered her head and said, "What the disciple is talking about is our group of young monks, how dare you compare with your master."

"Oh, that's it... Then you go to Andu with us." The ancestor Qingluan had no choice but to compromise. After all, his disciple's life was in Ye Kong's hand. She didn't care about the rest. Lian Ruolan couldn't do it. She raised Lian Ruolan as her daughter, how could she watch Lian Ruolan die?

Seeing that the ancestor Qingluan was calm, Lian Ruolan simply took out another talisman and handed it to the ancestor Qingluan and said, "Master, I didn't brag at all. This is the talisman he made. Look, who can make it from our Lingyao Mountain?"

"Our Lingyao Mountain focuses on refining medicine, not making talismans." The ancestor Qingluan took the talisman spell and was not surprised. After all, it was nothing great to be able to make talismans. There are so many talisman masters in the Yunfu Sect, so don't you have to look at Lingyao Mountain's face?

"This talisman is very strange. What kind of talisman is this?" Generally, there are notes on the talisman, such as Firebird Spell, Golden Light Symbol, etc., all of them are written, but this talisman has nothing.

What made the ancestor Qingluan even more strange is that there was a layer of patterns painted with tadpoles on the pattern of this talisman. The ancestor Qingluan lived for hundreds of years and had never seen such a strange talisman.

"This is the success talisman he drew."

"Ah! But really?" The ancestor Qingluan felt a little trembling when he spoke. This success talisman may not be important to others, but for Lingyao Mountain, the importance can be imagined. The elixirs that Lingyao Mountain refines every day cannot be counted. If the success rate is 10%, how many more elixirs will be produced?

The ancestor Qingluan looked at the pattern again, and then he realized that the function of the tadpole text was just blocking the key pattern below.

"What's the use of this?" The ancestor Qingluan snorted and scratched it with his sharp fingernails. Unexpectedly, just a few scratches, the talisman paper suddenly turned into a ball of flame, and a success talisman was burned clean.

The first time the ancestor Qingluan encountered such a thing, she burned it as soon as she shaved. She looked at Lian Ruolan in confusion, probably wondering whether the success talisman was true or false.

Lian Ruolan smiled and said, "Master, this is also developed by Ye Kong. He said this is called the intellectual property protection film, which is to prevent others from secretly learning his talisman-making method."

Only then did the Ancestor Qingluan realize that it was his confidentiality method, and he couldn't help but nod, "This kid has some tricks, but the name is too difficult to describe. What kind of intellectual property rights is really inexplicable!"

After the Qingluan Ancestor was Lian Ruolan, she had a new idea in her mind. Although she really wanted to play with a dragon, her disciple's life was more important, and there was also the success talisman... The Qingluan Ancestor couldn't help but regret it. Why didn't this kid leave him behind when he came to the door?

But it's not too late now. That kid is a casual cultivator, and his spiritual roots are extremely poor. If Lingyao Mountain doesn't accept him, which sect is willing to accept him? What's more, Lian Ruolan is attracting him.

The ancestor Qingluan made up his mind and said to Lian Ruolan, "Okay, I'll give him a chance, you can go with me too!"

Qingluan took Lian Ruolan out and found that Bai Yanfeng had left first, so they also flew towards Andu City with magic weapons.

The city of Andu is in chaos at this moment, and all the people are watching this scene in surprise. The emperor of a country has been bullied like this, which has never happened in the entire Cangnan continent.

"This is the eighth son of the Ye family. Don't he know the principles of the king, minister, minister, father, son and son? Even if he is an immortal, he is still the people of the country." A young Confucian scholar said indignantly.

As soon as he finished speaking, several people from the market came up and kicked him a few times, "You scholars are stupid! Such a foolish monarch will die soon!"

A businessman next to him also said, "Yes, I have been to Nandu City recently. The people there highly praised the Eighth Young Master, saying that he is a rare good person!"

The Confucian scholar was kicked a few times, but he was still unconscious and said stubbornly, "Even if he is right, this method is too cruel. He killed the Empress Dowager and the Prince without leaving any of them. After killing, he hung them on the flagpole to show publicly. This is too bloody."

The merchant sighed, "This is the style of Young Master Ye Ba. Many people in Nandu City call him the plague god... If you want to blame, you can only blame our Majesty. If you get involved in the plague god, you will seek death!"

At this moment, An Rushan really realized what regret is. If he could do it again, he would not provoke this madman even if he had the courage to do so.

But it was too late to regret. He saw his mother, wife, and children one by one being killed and hung on the high flagpole. He was simply crazy. An emperor actually got to this point. He wished he could rush out and die with Ye Kong.

Of course this is just an idea. He rushed out and was just seeking death by himself. Now that he wants to survive, the only chance is to come to Lingyao Mountain to rescue him.
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