The spiritual branches are there, and the blue birds that sing loudly fall down, and the red deers that sing softly among the Yao grass fall to the ground.
The mighty dark wind swept through the mountains, scattering the abundant spiritual energy, wiping out the auspicious glow of the glow, the spiritual flowers and grasses, dilapidated and withered, and the Taoyuan treasure land that was originally difficult to find in the world, lingered for a moment, and then the life was extinct, and it was difficult to find any living things. It was extremely miserable.
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"Young Sect Master, why did you destroy his cave?"
The mysterious light soared into the sky, transforming into a young man in brocade clothes with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and a sharp temperament. A small crystal bone sword about the length of a ruler was flying around him like a swimming fish.
"Since I have seen this Young Master traveling, why don't I greet him in front of him?"
Feng Qing'an, who was leaning on Heishan's back, asked casually with a lazy attitude. There were two stunning ghosts on both sides of his face, beating his shoulders and rubbing his legs, giving him the temperament of a slutty playboy.
Born spontaneously.
"Is it because he didn't show up?"
The young man in Xuanyi clenched his legs tightly behind him. What did the young sect master think of him?
"What? You don't accept it? Little True Master dares to offend him for being disrespectful, and give him a little punishment to set an example. Otherwise, everyone will be like me, and where will he put the face of his young sect master?"
Feng Qing'an glanced at the young man lazily, and then he gave him a seemingly casual glance. The three hundred soldiers lined up in front and behind the train also cast eerie and deathly glances at him.
Not only those Yin soldiers, but also those who dragged the chariot for him and the demon wolves surrounding him, also looked at him with malicious eyes. Of course, the most important thing was not the Black Mountain that he was leaning on behind.
The demon king’s gaze!
Even though the young man's heart was full of anger, he had to suppress his anger forcibly, because he knew that if he made a slight change, he would end up in the same fate as Pei Zhenzhuan the month before.
The true successor who returned from the human world was deprived of cultivation on the spot by the young sect leader who was traveling because he did not get out of the way in time. Even the Nine Sons Ghost Mother, who had worked so hard to feed him, was arrested and struck by lightning.
Into fly ash.
At that time, the Nine Sons Ghost Mother, whom even many elders coveted, let out a shrill scream that echoed through half of the sect as the sky was shrouded in thunder.
But at that time, no one stood up to persuade and stop. Everyone watched helplessly as the true successor, who had a promising future, was destroyed by the young sect master. He could not even say that he sharpened his will and slaughtered many cities.
The newly fed Nine Sons Ghost Mother was also ruined.
At that time, he also saw the scene, but he chose to remain silent. Now, almost the same thing happened to him, even more egregiously than at that time.
Because he stayed in his cave and didn't go anywhere, but he was found by the young sect master who had become more and more perverse and cruel in recent months.
Why did I see him but didn’t go to see him?
Are you treating him like a sycophant? Is he a true disciple of the Yin Hun Sect? How dare you humiliate him like this! That's too much!
But just like when Pei Zhenzhen was deprived of his cultivation, and the Nine Sons Ghost Mother was blown away by the thunder, no one spoke up at that time, and no one speaks up for him now.
"It's his fault for not being able to see the young sect master in time. It's his fault that the young sect master punished me. I very much ask the young sect master to spare him that time. If Dongci sees the young sect master, he will pay his respects in time and he will not be negligent."
The tragic situation of his fellow sect master was still vivid in his mind, and looking at the young sect master's reliance, his reason was warning him frantically, telling him not to do anything extraordinary without asking him to do anything he wanted, and he must swallow his breath.
"Should I bow my head to him and admit my mistake?"
Feng Qingan still looked at people sideways, with almost no concealment of his contempt.
"True or not."
The young man in brocade lowered his head, not wanting the young sect leader to see the uncontrollable anger in his eyes, as well as the crazily growing desire to kill.
"Words are the weakest in the world. I just want him to let me go with just a few words. It would be too easy. If the price of offending him is so low, everyone in the sect will follow suit.
Will he still lose face?"
Feng Qing'an seemed to have not seen the bald hills to the east, and his words were frivolous and full of teasing intentions.
"Or what does the Young Sect Master want him to do?"
The young man in jinyi almost gritted his teeth and asked word for word. An old voice sounded in his ears, so his great-grandfather, who was the elder of the sect, asked him to quickly bow his head and admit his mistake and apologize.
Apologize. Don’t seek to contend with that young sect master.
"He heard that I had a lot of luck. I had an adventure while traveling and got a set of sword techniques. Is it possible that my flying swords were made using the techniques in that set of sword techniques? I presented the sword techniques to him, and he spared me that time.
Me."
Feng Qing'an looked at the flying sword like a fish beside the young man and said with a smile.
He Ming is also practicing swordsmanship. Although there are not many swords, the quality is quite good. He wants to make a comparison. How much better is the sword he has made than others?
"I want to ask for his "Xuanyin Sword Code"?"
The young man in brocade suddenly raised his head, and at that moment he finally understood why the young sect master picked him so well. It turned out that it was not because he had an attack for no reason, but because of his sword skills. It was really too much to look at him like that.
A bit uglier.
"Why, you don't want to? That's all. If he doesn't want to, he can just take it for himself. It won't be the same if he takes my soul and searches for it."
Feng Qing'an still had no intention of getting up, but the Yin soldiers in front and behind the chariot were slowly surrounding him.
"Give it to him!"
An old voice full of anxiety rang in his ears, constantly urging him.
"Young sect master seizes opportunities from fellow sects. If you act like this, are you afraid of punishment according to the sect's rules?"
Even if the elders scolded him sternly, would the young man be unwilling to bow his head any more? Is he still half a swordsman? If the bright moon retreated again and again, how would he be able to use the sword after the moon?
"Sect rules? Do I know who his father is? Do I know who his ancestors are? I actually thought that the rules would suppress him. Are those rules and regulations used to restrict us people? I actually imagined that this thing would be in his presence.
It works, hahahaha!”
Feng Qing'an laughed loudly, which made the young man in brocade clothes in front of him turn pale.
"Young Master, do you think the rules of the sect are nothing? In my eyes, the rules of the Yinhun Sect are useless?"
"No, of course not. How could it be in vain? But I want to make it clear. What I, the young sect master, said violates the rules of the Yinhun Sect and violates the sect rules."
Feng Qing'an immediately objected. That bastard playboy had wanted to say something for a long time, but he had never been able to find a chance in the mortal world. Ru Ming sneaked into the Yinhun Sect and finally let him say it.
"I……"
The young man in brocade clothes was shocked and angry, but for a moment he was speechless.
"That's all, he didn't ask for it himself."
Feng Qing'an stretched, yawned, and started walking from the chariot. At that moment, endless clouds erupted from his body, and the cold air surged wildly and enveloped the surrounding areas.
"Young Sect Master, please be merciful to me. That's the sword technique that my great-grandson accidentally acquired, "Xuanyin Sword Code". I beg Young Sect Master to accept it and be magnanimous and spare him this time."
An old man came in a hurry, but he was a monk in the alchemy realm. However, he did not accept those few miscellaneous elixirs that had no hope at all, but he failed to win the third rank. Even though he had one ten thousandth of the cocoa, he became an immortal.
, but in that life I will basically remain in that realm.
"My old man is quite sensible, but I am very dissatisfied with my great-grandson's attitude. What should I do?"
Feng Qing'an took the sword-shaped jade that the outer sect elder sent him. He indeed still had no intention of leaving, and asked with a smile.
Put aside the sword tactics and all that for now, Feng Qing'an, who is asking for more, really enjoys the feeling of bullying men and dominating women. In other places, can he show the unscrupulous second-generation master posture, that is?
There, you can relax.
"I'm sorry to apologize to you young master!"
The old man slapped his great-grandson in the face.
"Young Sect Master, he..."
"Stop it. He has already said it. Oral apology is meaningless. I have to take some practical actions."
Feng Qing'an raised his legs to stop, then looked left and right. When he saw the demon wolf pulling the cart for him, his eyes lit up and he immediately had an idea.
"Well, if I sincerely apologize, I will pick one of the sixteen wolves that I like and exchange it with Dong. Let it rest for a while. I will take its place and lead him to patrol.
Sect."
"Young Sect Master, then..."
Hearing Feng Qing'an's outrageous request, the elder who rushed over to break up the fight was stunned.
"What? I also want to spend time with my great-grandson, so it's not bad if I go with my grandson."
"Master, I'm sorry!"
A slight murmur was heard, and to the east of Feng Qingan's crazy stimulation, a few true disciples outside the Yinhun Sect waved a bright sword light towards Feng Qingan.
"Hahaha, that was ridiculous. Montenegro, you don't need to kill him, just let him keep it and pull the rickshaw for him. He really wants to try the rickshaw."
The sword energy was dispersed by Heishan's outstretched claws before it hit him. Hei Lang, who was acting as a cushion for Feng Qing'an, stood up. The demonic energy, which seemed to be substantial, turned into thunder and fire and spewed out. In an instant,
It looks like the moon is covered by clouds.
boom--
Along with several broken swords, a figure was like a meteor, crossing a sloping trajectory, and finally crashed into a mountain peak at the outer gate.
"Young Sect Leader, please show mercy. This old man is willing to pull the cart for you. Please let his young and ignorant great-grandson go."
Seeing the Demon King of Black Mountain reveal his true form, the elders of the outer sect, who were obviously in the same realm, could not feel the slightest bit of resistance, so they trembled and knelt down in the void, kowtowing to Feng Qing'an.
"If I really wanted him to live, I would have brought him over and put the chain on him."
Feng Qing'an hooked the flying sword with his leg, and the flying sword just flew away, but was intercepted by him. The fingers of his leg slid over the not-sharp sword edge, his eyes were slightly narrowed, but he couldn't help but smile.
It looks like you should shut up.
"No, let me go and bring his useless great-grandson here. I very much ask the young sect master not to argue with him."
"Then don't hurry up."
Feng Qing'an waved his legs impatiently, and if he could feel it a little bit, he knew that the evil way was always the evil way, and he couldn't have the slightest sympathy.
Whatever I have done in this world.
The elders of the outer sect who had no morale at all, and one of the true disciples who was crippled by the Demon King with one blow, the old man and the young man were all put in shackles, and followed the other demon wolves to drag the chariot for Feng Qing'an.
Such an arrogant and domineering scene struck a chord in the eyes of all the disciples who looked up at the sky at this moment. Many elders looked at Feng Qingan's parade chariot with completely different eyes.
Awe, fear, yearning, worry... Feng Qing'an, who can feel all kinds of emotions by mobilizing the power of the devil, is in a good mood, because no one thinks there is anything wrong with his appearance and reliance at the moment, and everyone takes it for granted.
He has replaced the young sect leader.
Bu Nao, there is still a huge flaw in it, because in that sect, there are three most important existence memories that have not been tampered with, so the biggest flaw is that there is one disciple who comes out of seclusion and is a disciple of the Cuobi sect.
By using your memory, you can discover the differences and realize the problem.
"Human Immortal!"
Feng Qing'an, who was riding in the chariot, looked at the sect and the mountain pillars reaching into the sky, his eyes full of amusement.
Human greed is endless. At first he thought he could just hide it, but now he is thinking about how to deal with the three immortals. After all, their existence and untampered memories are the only thing he can think of.
of flaws.
As a human immortal, once you find that your memory is different from that of your disciples, you must not doubt whether there is something wrong with you.
"He remembers quite a few monks, and the most ruthless one is Xunyou and exploring the secrets..."
He calculated the length of his legs that could pose a threat to the immortals, or even cause them to fall, assuming that Donghuang had no legs.
The spirit of the cave!
Feng Qing'an immediately considered that guy. Even though it exerted its combat power and had great terrain restrictions, could it be that the guy couldn't get out, and it was very difficult to trick those immortals in?
As for how to deceive immortals, Feng Qingan found that he had something ready-made in his legs that he could use.
The dilapidated ruins of the sect that have gone through eternity of vicissitudes are like a sea-crossing flying boat picked up from a dilapidated secret realm. In Zhangxing Palace, the most important thing is the dilapidated cave that seems to have no owner.
If these things are not combined together, they will not be able to seduce just a few immortals. Feng Qingan wrote his last name upside down. He did not believe that the old ghost who was walking on a narrower road could withstand the temptation.
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At the ruins of the ancient immortal way, there are suspected to be cave remnants
May I ask, which immortal can withstand such temptation?
Even if they are not immortals, there are still greedy people. Immortals are not greedy for gold, silver, jewels, or worldly power. But they are greedy for immortality, greedy for thieves, and greedy for the magical power that can change the world.
"Well, you can put Sen Miao in to enhance your persuasiveness."
The idea that suddenly appeared made Feng Qingan more and more excited, because he found that it was feasible and feasible.
"Wait for Yidong, if he doesn't activate the great formation for suppressing demons and subduing demons, it seems that there will be no way for the three-headed immortals to survive if they fall into it."