The system forced me to cultivate into a fairy

"So that's the case, the junior also came here to escape and disturb the senior, I hope the senior will forgive me."

Bai Yan smiled wryly and waved her hands: "Don't say it was caused by the low-grade magic weapon I got."

Shi Hanzong nodded embarrassingly: "Since the last time I said goodbye to the senior, it has been stable for a while, but it lasted for a year, and the junior was besieged and killed by monks from all walks of life."

"Then why didn't you lose that low-grade magic weapon?" Bai Yan asked, if he was hunted down all the time, this life would be too uncomfortable.

Shi Hanzong rubbed his hands together, and said with a chuckle, "Young man, I can't bear to part with you."

In the entire Yanliang Mountain Range, even the most powerful sect, the Wuji Sect, only had one medium-grade magic weapon, how could he resist the temptation of a low-grade magic weapon.

Even if he lost his life because of this, Shi Hanzong was willing.

"Okay, you go down with your low-grade magic weapon."Bai Yan held her head up, as if she didn't want to talk more with Shi Hanzong.

Shi Hanzong also didn't want to let go of this opportunity, he continued: "The junior has something to say, so I hope the senior will."

"En", Bai Yan nodded.

Shi Hanzong said: "Seven days later, my secret realm in the Liangliang Mountains will be open to all monks. I wonder if you are interested?"

Bai Yan paused and said, "Is there no restriction on cultivation or age?"

Shi Hanzong nodded: "Yes, as long as you dare to enter."

"Dare? Let's talk about it." Bai Yan was somewhat curious.

Shi Hanzong said: "There is a kind of poisonous mist in the secret realm. No matter what your cultivation level is, if you touch it, you will be poisoned and die. Therefore, most of the people who enter are small monks trying their luck. Besides, this secret realm is opened every three years. Good things have long been taken away by others, and seniors with high cultivation bases have lost interest."

Hearing this, Bai Yan curled her lips and said, "Then you still tell me."

Shi Hanzong explained: "The younger generation feels that the senior's cultivation is very strong, at least stronger than everyone in the Yanliang Mountains. There must be better treasures in the secret realm that no one has explored, so I want to invite the senior to join us."

"cut".

Bai Yan shook her head disdainfully and said, "It's boring, I won't go."

Shi Hanzong was stunned for a moment, wondering in his heart, why didn't this senior go on the road?

Forget it, maybe you don't like it?

He sighed, and said helplessly: "In this case, the younger generation will not bother the senior."

Just as he was about to leave, Bai Yan stopped him again.

"Your name is Shi Hanzong, right?"

Shi Hanzong nodded: "Senior, do you have something to order?"

Bai Yan nodded: "Yes, I would like to trouble you, if you meet a boy named Yun Hao in the future, please help him."

Shi Hanzong continued to nod: "Senior, don't worry, this junior will remember."

"Um"

Bai Yan looked at Shi Hanzong for a while. In ten years, he was promoted from the first floor of the foundation to the second floor of the foundation, and the speed was so-so.

She knew that Yunhao was practicing somewhere now, and she didn't intend to look for him.

Since he is the son of destiny, he must have his way.

She took out ten bottles of second-level spiritual liquid and gave them to Shi Hanzong and said, "Take these as your reward, and if the enemy he faces is too strong, you can choose to flee immediately. I won't blame you. do you understand?"

Shi Hanzong was holding ten bottles of spiritual liquid, his body trembling with excitement, he said in a panic: "Senior, don't worry, this junior will definitely protect that little master Yunhao."

"You don't need to call him little master, just take care of him casually."Bai Yan reminded, don't have to protect yourself with your life because you are afraid of yourself, then you will definitely suffer.

Generally, the protagonists are those around them who die one by one, and then grow up slowly. She doesn't want Shi Hanzong to be one of them.

Shi Hanzong nodded strangely, and asked him to take care of others, why did he take care of them casually?If you take care of it casually, you don't need so much liquid for this reward, right?

"Well, then you can go."

Bai Yan opened his mouth to drive away.

After Shi Hanzong saluted, he strode away.

But he did not leave the Apparition Sect, but instead found a secluded place to absorb the psychic liquid for cultivation.

He knew that Bai Yan was here, and this was the safest place.

As for Bai Yan, she came to the former cemetery and looked at the collapsed hut.

She sighed, and with a wave of her hand, the thatched shed returned to its original state.

She sat cross-legged on the ground just like she used to, recalling everything in the past.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye it is noon the next day.

Just as Bai Yan opened her eyes and was about to get up and leave, the place of the Apparition Sect was unexpectedly surrounded by monks.

She clutched her forehead helplessly, this horse riding was provoked by Shi Hanzong.

What's the point of escaping from death every time a foundation-building second floor insists on using that low-grade magic weapon.

Thinking of her leaving the Eastern Region today, in order to find someone to protect Yunhao.

She had no choice but to suppress her cultivation at the eighth level of the Golden Core, and then spread her aura throughout the entire Apparition Sect.

"The important place of the Apparition Sect!! Why don't you retreat quickly! Are you looking for death!"

Her majestic and domineering voice echoed throughout the Apparition Sect.

Sure enough, a group of monks who surrounded the Apparition Sect ran away in fright.

Shi Hanzong, who was hiding in the dark, heaved a sigh of relief, he knew that it was Bai Yan who helped him.

In this case, he can hide in the Apparition Sect to practice. With these ten bottles of spiritual liquid, it is not impossible to build the fifth floor of the foundation in ten years.

On the other side, Bai Yan left the Apparition Sect after uttering those words.

Now, she was going to find Bai Yu'er and take her to the end of the Yanliang Mountains.

Suddenly, a sound transmission talisman floated in front of my eyes.

Baiyan opened it and listened.

"Master, save me."

Hearing the white smoke here, he didn't panic at all, but laughed happily.

To make Bai Yu'er feel embarrassed must have caused trouble.

You are at a loss, and you know how to ask Master for help.

So, she slowly moved towards Bai Yuer's position.

Anyway, she could sense that Bai Yu'er was full of life and there was no danger at all.

Finally, after an hour, Bai Yuer's breath became faint.

Only then did Bai Yan appear unhurriedly.

On the ground, among the mountains, a group of monks were fighting Bai Yu'er.

Holding the Qingyu sword in her hand, she looked flustered.

The monks who attacked her stared obsessively at Qingyu Sword.

It seems that it is a normal phenomenon to expose the top-grade magic weapon and attract others to covet it.

"Master, if you don't come, I will be planted here today."

Bai Yu'er groaned in pain. At this moment, her spiritual power can't keep up with the operation. With so many monks attacking collectively, victory or defeat is only a matter of time.

In fact, Bai Yu'er didn't know that there was still a group of Golden Core monks buried on this mountain.

They are waiting for the division of combat power, and they all want to be the last orioles.

"She can't do it anymore, fellow daoists, please go all out, the best magic weapon is ours."

As one shouted, a group of monks rushed towards Bai Yu'er.

But Bai Yu'er sneered at this moment, and said loudly: "There is only one top-grade spiritual weapon. Tell me, with so many of you, how do you divide it?"

An old man looked at Bai Yu'er disdainfully and said: "Hmph! Little girl, don't try to provoke discord, we won't take this kind of trick, kill you first, and then talk about the treasure."

"Hey, shit, you're not on the right track," Bai Yu'er's expression turned ugly.

Why didn't this master come, she couldn't stand it anymore.

Just after she took over the attack from that group of people again.

Bai Yu'er supported the Qingyu sword in a somewhat exhausted manner. If the master didn't come, she would really die.

As a group of monks attacked again, Bai Yu'er finally felt the fear of death.

Master, help me~