Mi Yurong stood on the steps of the palace, watching the green light from the east turn into a stream of light and disappear into the western sky. After a while, she breathed a long sigh of relief, and her spirit instantly relaxed. A trace of fatigue appeared on her smooth, jade-like face.
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Xiao Banyue has been dealing with sect affairs day and night. The formulation of sect rules, the recruitment of cadres, the distribution of interests among various sects, the defense of the sect, the development of resources, etc. all need her to arrange and make decisions. If not
Elder Luo Xu would secretly remind her from the sidelines from time to time, and she might really be blinded.
What's even worse is that she has to deal with the constant pursuit of Xilingmen, and Dongfang Qingqing has made all kinds of demands after arriving, which makes her highly nervous and under pressure. She seems to feel that there are countless pairs of eyes on her.
Staring at her, there are countless black holes waiting for her ahead. If she is not careful, she will be swallowed by the black holes.
The only thing that made her happy was that her master Dongfang Qingqing quietly lifted the restriction placed on her body. Although Dongfang Qingqing didn't say anything, it was obvious that Dongfang Qingqing was still satisfied with her performance.
In the square in the distance, a dark and thin old man glanced at her with his spiritual consciousness from time to time. The corners of his mouth trembled for a long time, but he still didn't say anything.
"Old man Mi, just say what you want. Don't look pitiful!" Mi Yurong glanced at the old man and hummed softly.
"Hey, girl, there's nothing wrong with the old man..."
"It doesn't matter, I still have to deal with things, let's go in!" Mi Yurong turned to leave.
"Wait! Girl, the old man saw that you had lost a lot of weight and looked haggard, so he brought you the soul pork that was your favorite when you were a child." Old Man Mi said, running over and taking out the
A cloth bag contained more than a dozen pieces of second-grade spiritual pork filled with spiritual energy.
"This...?" Mi Yurong was startled. She looked at Old Man Mi silently for a while, then took the spiritual pork and started eating it without saying a word. In less than a breath, she ate the whole bag full of spiritual pork.
"How is it? Your father's craftsmanship hasn't deteriorated yet, has it?"
"Not bad!" Mi Yurong smiled.
"As long as it's okay! Oh, if you can make the Yuanying Great Monk and the head of the Dongji Sect say 'it's okay', the old man's efforts are really in vain. Girl, dad will discuss it with you..."
"Stop! Old Man Mi, if you want me to do anything good with you again, don't say anything. Dongji Sect has Dongji Sect's rules and regulations. I can't just listen to them just because you are my father.
You give orders. You go, stay there wherever you can!" Mi Yurong said, moving to the edge of the palace gate.
"No, girl, dad is not asking for an errand for himself, but for the old head Ouyang. You have arranged for all the high-ranking people of the five Dongling sects, why didn't you arrange for the head Ouyang? After all, he is the old Yuanying.
Ancestor, in order to keep Hua Chen, you have to work hard even if you don’t have any merit, right?" Old Man Mi said anxiously.
Mi Yurong paused, turned around, thought for a moment, and nodded: "Okay, old man, go tell Ouyang De and ask him to garrison at Tailiu Peak opposite tomorrow. It will be his territory from now on, and he will
Officially become the sixth elder of my Dongji Sect."
"Ah?! OK, OK! That's great, girl, my father's love for you is not in vain. The old man is hiding. The old man is going to tell the good news to the old man Ouyang. Don't let him sigh in Huachen Palace all day long." Old Man Mi was overjoyed.
Fly up.
"Old Man Mi, actually you don't have to please me. The spiritual pork you cooked is so unpalatable. Compared to what that bad guy baked, you're not even half as good as it!" Mi Yurong's voice reached Old Man Mi's ears from behind.
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"Cough cough cough!" Old Man Mi coughed while dodging and almost fell to the ground.
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Just before Old Man Mi left, Mi Yurong sat down on the head of the family, ready to browse the newly presented jade slips from each hall. Suddenly, her eyebrows frowned, and she stood up suddenly, only to be blurred for a while.
He reappeared in the square in front of the palace.
"Girl, I didn't expect you to be quite alert!" A lean, masked old man standing directly to the west sneered.
"Who are you? How dare you break into the palace of the head of Dongji Sect without permission!"
Mi Yurong raised her hand and shouted. Her voice was like a sharp sword, which shot out tens of thousands of feet away. Then, a burst of silver light flashed, and the sound wave with a trace of power suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if it had hit the fine gold wall.
Along the eight corners of the square, eight ancestors in black stood quietly and solemnly. They all held a cold light blade in their hands. Judging from its quality, they should undoubtedly be spiritual treasures.
"Don't waste your efforts. Those losers at the foot of the mountain have long been subdued by me. This mountain peak has also been set up by me. Let alone sound waves, not even a fly can escape." The lean old man said with disdain.
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Miyu's jade face was extremely solemn, and her spiritual consciousness shot out, covering the entire mountain peak. After a few breaths, she shrank back.
Although her cry did not reach outside the peak, Jiaojiao and Peipei in the palace heard the warning and shot out one after another, landing next to Mi Yurong.
"Master Mi, what's going on?" Fairy Jiaojiao asked in a trembling voice.
"What else can we do? We are surrounded! Five ancestors in the middle stage of Yuanying, three ancestors in the early stage of Yuanying, there are eight ancestors in the hollow outside the mountain on the second blockade, and finally there are seven ancestors
Hiding one's figure a hundred miles to the north should be for warning or response." Mi Yurong said with familiarity.
"Haha, not bad! Not bad! I didn't expect that Master Mi is not only as beautiful as a flower, but also has extraordinary power. Even the seven hidden monks arranged by me were noticed!" The lean old man said, stepping in, and in an instant he was thousands of feet away from Mi Yurong.
Outside.
Mi Yurong narrowed her eyes slightly, and she examined the old man for a few seconds: "Old ghost, look at the treasure in your hands, is it from Nanyumen? In such a formation, do you want to kill Mi?"
"Kill? Hahaha! Mi Yatou, just surrender and be captured to avoid suffering more. And you two, if you don't want to be captured and humiliated, just go in and stay. It's not you I want!"
The lean old man said, and took another step. Unfortunately, a mountain-like pressure rushed towards him, and his figure also retreated like a fallen leaf, falling thousands of feet away.
"You? What cultivation level?" The lean old man was shocked and glanced at Mi Yurong in disbelief. But after scanning for ten breaths, he came to the conclusion that he was still in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
Just as the old man used his spiritual consciousness to scan, the Dongji Mu Xing Jue Hidden Spirit Secret Technique was operating rapidly in Mi Yurong's body, stabilizing her cultivation level at the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
"Giggle! Old ghost, it doesn't matter what my cultivation level is. The important thing is that if you come here with such a big fanfare, you may not be able to escape unscathed. I will give you one last chance. Now leave. I will just pretend that nothing happened.
I won’t go to Xiling to report you; if you don’t leave, then never leave!”
"kill!"
The lean old man turned a deaf ear to Mi Yurong's words. He opened his mouth and squeezed out the word "kill".
Before the word "kill" was written, the eight black-clothed ancestors suddenly teleported, and eight rays of cold light burst out of the sky.
"Bang~!"
The roaring sound shook the sky, spread for several miles, and then disappeared without a trace again.
Looking at the venue again, above Mi Yurong's head, a jade sword ten feet long was flying in the air. The aura was flowing on the jade sword, and several cracks appeared on the sword. It seemed that the jade sword had suffered a lot of trauma.
On her left and right sides, her delicate jade face was flushed, her breath was short, and a trace of black blood spilled from the corner of her mouth. Fairy Peipei was only in the late stage of Jindan. Under the combined attack of the eight ancestors, her delicate body was trembling, and she was even more black.
Blood sprayed all over the ground, and the entire Dantian was already in chaos. If he were to hit him again, he would be destroyed on the spot.
The eight ancestors in black stood steadily a thousand feet away, with eight sharp blades suspended above their heads, looking coldly at the three delicate beauties in the center of the square.
"Hey hey hey! How does it feel? The eight ancestors joined forces to attack. Not to mention you, even the great monks may not be able to bear it." The lean old man did not know when he had already reached the south-facing position, with a joking tone.
said.
"Old ghost, since you are aiming at Mi, then these two women of Mi are irrelevant. You let them into the palace, and Mi will meet you alone." Mi Yurong gritted her teeth and shouted.
"No problem, you two beauties, you go in. It's best to clean up. After I deal with your boss, I can go in and have a good chat with you, quack quack!" The lean old man smiled repeatedly.
"Shameless! I will fight with you!"
"Jiaojiao, step back! You take Peipei in, and you are not allowed to come out without my instructions!"
"Master, Jiaojiao is ordered to protect you..."
"If you can't even protect yourself, how can you protect others? Go in and stay out of the way!" Mi Yurong said without any doubt.
After saying that, she raised her hand and flicked it. Jiaojiao and Peipei were like streams of light, shooting into the palace tens of thousands of feet away. The middle-stage Nascent Soul ancestor sitting in the east position had no intention of intercepting it, and coldly
Watching the stream of light passing by. (To be continued.)