"Daoxuan, you are a cruel person! Even if you can keep my body, you can't keep my heart yearning for freedom..."
Shui Qilin cursed and was dragged back to Qingyun Mountain by Daoxuan, feeling increasingly unhappy.
Daoxuan, on the other hand, has a dark face. He was a spiritual master who had a unicorn, guarded Qingyun, and worked hard without complaining.
Ever since Jiang Ming came to Qingyun, Lingzun has been uncharacteristically uncharacteristic. Now he wants to run out every day. If he hadn't discovered it earlier, he would probably have disappeared by now!
Fortunately, Daoxuan still doesn't know that the Zhuxian Sword is gone, otherwise he would probably be so angry that he would spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.
I don't know much about Shushan, Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple, but judging from the huge hanging mountain range of Shushan, I know that Shushan is definitely not easy to mess with.
At least they can't do the same thing!
For this reason alone, Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple are a head above Shushan.
In the end, the discussions between Daoxuan and Puhong had no substantive results.
Three days later.
Ten thousand people from the Ghost King Sect went to the Qinshang Hehuan Sect to visit Madam Sanmiao.
Seven days later.
The top of Shushan Mountain.
Baguio and her mother Xiao Chi were sitting in the cloud pavilion in the mountains, looking at the mountain top shrouded in white clouds.
After staying in Shushan for a while, maybe because the food was good after all, little Baguio had some baby fat on her face and asked: "When will daddy come back?"
The little idiot said: "Your father is working for the headmaster, and he should be meeting with the old monster from Wan Du Sect near Heyang City now."
Baguio was startled and said: "Is it the old man from the Poison God? Is daddy in danger?"
"Don't worry, your father has now practiced three volumes of the Heavenly Book, and his strength has improved greatly. The master has also left. The unlucky one must be that old monster, the God of Poison."
Xiao Chi was not worried.
During the time he came to Shushan, he deeply realized how strong the foundation of Shushan was. Now he is also practicing "Book of Heaven", and his cultivation speed is ten times higher than before.
Moreover, Shushan's magic weapons and elixirs seem to be free of charge. Even outer disciples receive a certain amount of elixirs every month to consolidate their cultivation.
As long as you perform well, you will be rewarded with magic weapons.
I eat high-quality meals every day, and the introductory exercises are better than the inherited exercises of the Ghost King Sect.
It can be said that the daughter of the dignified leader of the Ghost King Sect was not treated as well as the Shushan outer disciples.
Originally, Xiao Chi wanted Baguio to become a disciple of Shushan, but the rule of Shushan is to accept disciples once every three years. Baguio can practice in Shushan, but if he wants to enter Shushan, he still has to wait until three years later.
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Heyang City.
In a secluded large house, thousands of people walked side by side with Jiang Ming and slowly walked inside.
Of course, Jiang Ming did not use his original appearance, but turned into the appearance of the Azure Dragon Holy Envoy.
He is also a famous person. When Shushan was accepting disciples, many people had seen Jiang Ming's appearance. If he didn't transform, he would be easily recognized and ruin the original plan.
Along the way, there were disciples from the Wan Du Sect leading the way respectfully.
Jiang Ming looked at the house. This place was a stronghold of the Wandu Sect in Heyang City, and the person Jiang Ming and Wanwan went to see was the Poison God, the leader of the Wandu Sect.
The Poison God is the oldest of the four major sect leaders of the Demon Cult, having lived for nearly five hundred years.
A hundred years ago, the Demon Sect and the Righteous Dao fought in Qingyun Mountain, and the battle was overwhelming. However, in the end, the four sects of the Demon Sect were still defeated by the Zhuxian Sword Formation. Three of the sect leaders of the four major sects were killed in the battle, and they were defeated in embarrassment.
Then it leads to Qingyun's Five Swords in the Wilderness, and the story of Wan Jianyi and Daoxuan killing their masters.
It was also after that battle that tens of thousands of people succeeded him as the leader of the Ghost King Sect.
Among the four sects, only the old monster Poison God of the Wandu Sect survived. However, after seeing the power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, he changed from his arrogant style and began to keep a low profile.
On weekdays, it is difficult for even ordinary disciples of the Wandu Sect to see the Poison God.
However, the Poison God was old-hearted and secretly colluded with Cangsong from Qingyun Sect to teach Cangsong the magic technique. He even gave Cangsong a pair of carefully cultivated seven-tailed centipedes.
The purpose is to let Cangsong find a chance to deal with Daoxuan, or destroy the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and prepare for a counterattack on Qingyun Sect in the future.
Unfortunately, Cangsong was killed some time ago, causing the Poison God's many years of planning to go to waste.
For this reason, the Poison God also hated Shushan.
But after learning the information about Shushan, the Poison God stopped and did not dare to provoke him rashly.
Now that the demonic power is weak, the only three remaining factions gathered again to discuss how to deal with Shushan.
Wan Wan had a faint smile on his face and seemed very relaxed. No outsider could guess what he was thinking.
But the real thought of thousands of people is that this old guy, the God of Poison, is going to be in bad luck!
The name of the Poison God has been resounding in the Holy Religion for hundreds of years. When thousands of people were following the previous Ghost King to conquer the world, this Poison God had already taken over the position of the leader of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.
They are both holy sects, but the internal battles within the sect are very fierce. The Ghost King Sect and the Wandu Sect have secretly formed countless conflicts.
Thousands of people have long wanted to kill the Poison God, but they just haven't found the chance.
Along the way, he walked through the courtyard and entered the inner hall. There was silence all around, but Jiang Ming could observe that there was a poisonous array in the courtyard. If someone broke in randomly, ordinary people would die.
Soon, Jiang Ming and thousands of people came to the door of a seemingly ordinary bungalow.
There were eight men standing outside, all dressed in tan.
"I've seen the Ghost King! The Azure Dragon Holy Envoy!"
When they got closer, the eight men bowed down to salute Wan Qiang and Jiang Ming.
As the leader of the Ghost King Sect, the Ghost King still has a very high status in the Demon Sect.
The Holy Envoy of the Azure Dragon is also considered a person, so these disciples of the Wandu Sect naturally have to salute to show their respect.
The crowd was not arrogant. He nodded slightly to everyone, then smiled kindly, and walked into the room with Jiang Ming, who was pretending to be aloof.
The God of Poison is quite able to enjoy it. The lighting in the room is good and very bright. There is only one table and a few chairs in the huge room, which is quite simple.
On the couch next to the table, an old man with white hair was lying on it with his eyes closed.
Sitting next to her was an attractive young woman who looked to be in her thirties. The beautiful woman's skin was like frost, and beneath her cold and frosty appearance, there was even a hint of charm and charming charm.
"Senior Poison God, Fairy Sanmiao, please forgive me for being a little late."
Ten Thousand People smiled slightly and walked over. His face was gentle, but his brows were extremely powerful, with a hidden intention to ward off the crowd.
The Poison God opened his eyes and glanced at Wanwan Xiang and Jiang Ming. He did not see Jiang Ming's disguise and smiled on his face: "The Ghost King came at the right time."
"Senior Poison God, we parted ways in the temple and haven't seen each other for a hundred years. How is your health?" Ten thousand people smiled and then nodded to Mrs. Sanmiao.
"I'm old and useless!"
The Poison God smiled bitterly and was prepared to be polite.
Thousands of people suddenly changed their faces, and suddenly launched their flying swords, stabbing the Poison God directly in the forehead.
The Poison God's face seemed to be startled, but his reaction was not slow. He immediately activated his skills, forming a red mist barrier in front of him, and shouted angrily: "Ghost King, are you crazy?"
"King of Ghosts, what do you mean, why are you so cruel?"
Mrs. Sanmiao chased after him and accused the ten thousand people. Her tone was so charming that even the Poison God was stunned.
At this moment of distraction, Mrs. Sanmiao suddenly grabbed her hand in the air, and a purple light suddenly shone out of the air, dazzling the eyes, and a strange and auspicious purple magic weapon appeared in her hand. It was the purple magic weapon sent by Hehuan to the evil.
Blade.
With a knife in hand, Madam Sanmiao stabbed the purple light blade directly into the Poison God's lower back.
"Senior Poison God, I'm sorry, I didn't have a choice before, but now I want to be a good person!"