Seeing the flames in Nangong Yanran's hand, Wu Baoye realized that the woman in front of him was also an immortal master. He secretly complained in his heart, thinking that it was over. If he didn't report it, he would be killed by the immortal master outside. If he reported it, he would be killed by the immortal master now! God's joke is too big!
"It's over, I didn't expect that after decades, I, Wu Baoye, was actually involved in the grudges between the immortal masters! God is going to defeat me!" Wu Baoye knelt on the ground and sighed with a plop.
"Sister, I beg you! Don't kill my parents! We will never reveal your whereabouts!" Wu Jianting begged Nangong Yanran.
"Get up, what's your name?" Nangong Yanran asked.
"If you want to do it, my name is Wu Jianting!" Wu Jianting replied quickly.
"Yes, you have fairy bones, but unfortunately you are covered with dust here! I will teach you a set of methods of practice now. What achievements can be achieved in the future depends on your luck!" Nangong Yanran looked at Wu Jianting and said with satisfaction.
"What? Sister wants to teach me how to practice Taoism?" Wu Jianting said excitedly.
"Your child is young, but he is very sensible! And I think you have a good character, so I teach you the method of practicing Taoism! You must practice well in the future and fight for us humans. You cannot bully the weak with the strong!" Nangong Yanran educated Wu Jianting.
"Pupil, thank you for your re-creation!" Wu Jianting quickly knelt down again and kowtowed to Nangong Yanran a few times.
"This is the Qiankun Bottle, which contains some spiritual jade and magic weapons. You can open it when you enter the Qi Condensation Period and practice well!" Nangong Yanran said, throwing a Qiankun Bottle to Wu Jianting.
"I'll thank my master for giving me treasure!" Wu Jianting quickly bowed.
After accepting Wu Jianting as his apprentice, Nangong Yanran came to Wu Baoye and his wife and said, "For my disciple, I won't kill you today! Get up!"
After hearing this, Wu Baoye and his wife quickly got up as if they had been amnesty.
"The immortal master is willing to accept a dog's son as his disciple. This is a great gift! Although my husband and I are timid, they are not sluts! Please rest assured, Immortal Master, we will not give you even if we die!" Wu Baoye said seriously.
"Don't worry, after my husband comes out of seclusion, he will be able to kill that demon cultivator! You won't let you die! We just need to drag him for a few more hours now!" Nangong Yanran said with a frown.
"Don't worry, the demon cultivator gave us twelve hours. I hope your husband will come out of seclusion as soon as possible!"
"Well, if that's the case, I'll be relieved! You guys go and do things! When you want to report and receive rewards, think about whether you are human beings!" Nangong Yanran nodded and then returned to the inner room.
At the same time, the people from the Qingyun Tribe were also busy looking for Lin Sheng and Nangong Yanran.
Time passed, and twelve hours passed in a blink of an eye, but the Qingyun tribe did not hand over Lin Sheng and Nangong Yanran.
After waiting for twelve hours in vain, Zhao Dezhu was already impatient.
"This group of damn humans dares to hide those two little monsters! I want to destroy this tribe to vent my anger!" Zhao Dezhu clenched his fists and said viciously.
The next moment, Zhao Dezhu pulled out the ghost-headed short sword and slashed it downward, directly cutting the altar into two sections.
The people from the Qingyun Tribe heard the roar and rushed over to watch. After seeing the altar divided into two, the tribe's tribe's tribe was all afraid and frightened.
"Tell me! Where are those two people?" Zhao Dezhu yelled at everyone.
"Stop the anger of the Immortal Master! I really didn't find an outsider! Have you made a mistake?" The old man with white beard quickly begged for mercy.
"Get out!" Zhao Dezhu roared angrily and kicked the old man with a kick.
Then, Zhao Dezhu jumped out of the stage and shouted sternly: "Since you don't want to eat the toast, don't blame grandpa for being ruthless!"
After saying that, Zhao Dezhu waved his ghost-headed short sword and slashed at a tribe clan member, who was Wu Baoye who harbored Lin Sheng and Nangong Yanran.
Seeing that Wu Baoye was about to be cut in half by the ghost-headed short sword, at this critical moment, a flying sword suddenly shot out from the crowd and blocked Zhao Dezhu's casual knife.
"Who? Come out for grandpa!" Zhao Dezhu said angrily. He didn't expect anyone to block his attack at all, so the knife just now was too casual. Now that his knife was blocked, he was embarrassed.
"Aren't you just looking for me? Why bother to hurt the innocent?" Nangong Yanran walked out of the crowd and said coldly.
"Oh... Little lady! What? I figured it out? Do you think that following your little husband has no future? I'll just say it! This demon world is a place where the strong prey on the weak. If he is not strong, he is not worthy of competing with grandpa and me for women! Grandpa, I am strong enough, I have as many women as I want! Hahaha..." Zhao Dezhu laughed out loud.
"I'll follow you! Don't hurt the people here!" Nangong Yanran frowned and said to Zhao Dezhu.
"That's right! How could there be so many troubles if this was the case?" Zhao Dezhu smiled lewdly, and then shouted to the chief on the ground: "Old guy, go and prepare the wedding room for grandpa! Grandpa, I married this little lady in your tribe today! Hahaha... Oh, grandpa, I really can't wait haha..."
Everyone dared not speak out about Zhao Dezhu's shameless behavior. Although they also hated the oppression of the demon cultivators, they had to bear it silently.
"Everyone prepare and clean up the wedding room for the immortal master!" said the old man with white beard to everyone.
When everyone heard the words of the old man with white beard, hesitated for a moment, and stood there without any action.
"Are you all deaf? Why don't you go quickly!" the old white-bearded man roared angrily.
After being yelled by the old white-bearded man, the people of the tribe dispersed and helped Zhao Dezhu clean up his wedding house.
Wu Baoye and his family also returned to their tent.
As soon as he returned to the tent, Wu Jianting couldn't wait to say to his parents: "Dad, mom! I'm going to save my master!"
"Nothing! Your master can't beat that demon cultivator! Isn't it a death if you go?" Wu Baoye scolded his son.
"Then I can't ignore my master's safety, right?" Wu Jianting said depressedly.
"Don't worry! Now the only one who can save your master is probably his retreat!" Wu Baoye sighed and said.
"But that demon cultivator will forcibly occupy my master tonight! Can he bear this?" Wu Jianting said with a splitting eyes.
"Shut up! Be careful of the walls! You have to make a long-term plan for this matter! The immortal master is willing to accept you as his disciple and is the great benefactor of our Wu family! Dad will find a way to save him!" Wu Baoye frowned and said.
"My husband, what are you going to do?" the woman asked curiously.
"Poison!"
"No! What if the poison is not dead? He is an immortal master!"
"If you can't kill me, I will die! Who made him be kind to our family? I will try any hope!" Wu Baoye said seriously.
"The idea is good! But it's not bravery, but idiot!"
Just as Wu Baoye and his family were talking, a man's voice suddenly came from the inner room, and then a man in a white Taoist robe walked out of the inner room.
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