Wonderful Immortal Doctor

If Chen Wanli wanted to kill them now, everyone present in Longhu Mountain would have to wait for their turn to be slaughtered.

Yu Ziwen looked at Chen Wanli walking towards her and her face became extremely ugly.

"What other tricks do you have? Or do you want to avenge your uncle? Come and try!"

Chen Wanli approached step by step and said in a cold voice.

But at this time, Yu Ziwen had no intention of fighting anymore. He took out an extraordinary martial art and threw it into the air.

"Huh?" Chen Wanli narrowed his eyes.

He had broken more than one or two extraordinary martial arts treasures, but the one in front of him was very different.

It emits a strange energy, which constantly pulls the energy around it.

Chen Wanli was not in a hurry to take action. He just wanted to see what this extraordinary martial art could do.

hum!

At this moment, Yuziwen's body suddenly flashed with light.

The extraordinary martial art in the air turned into a magical weapon that looked like a flag.

"Space magic weapon?"

Chen Wanli felt the torque of the nearby space and his eyelids lifted slightly.

In an instant, a black vortex appeared behind Yu Ziwen. He was originally lying on the ground, but he slapped the ground suddenly, pulled his whole body backwards, and dived into the black vortex.

In terms of speed alone, Chen Wanli had enough time to catch him, but at this time, Chen Wanli's mind seemed to be directed in another direction.

In less than a few seconds, Yuzimin disappeared from the spot.

After a few seconds, Chen Wanli withdrew his gaze from afar, looked at the panicked Longhu Mountain people in front of him, and shook his head:

"Your master's disciple just abandoned you and ran away like this?"

Everyone looked at each other, their faces becoming increasingly gloomy. One of them fell to the ground and said, "Master Chen, please spare my life!"

Some clever ones even bowed directly to Zhang Jiu: "Brother Zhang, please protect us all. We are here on orders and have no intention of making enemies!"

Zhang Jiu pursed his lips and sneered: "Are you saying that you are just fence-sitters?"

Everyone was speechless.

Chen Liuzi coughed dryly: "Master Chen, as the saying goes, God has a benevolent nature, why not..."

Chen Wanli rolled his eyes: "I didn't intend to do anything to them in the first place!"

Who would kill a few ants while walking on the road for no reason?

Tang Lingyu frowned slightly: "That Yu ran away, how can we get out? Did you find something just now?"

"Well, we don't dare to believe his space guide order. But I found a way out!"

Chen Wanli nodded and pointed to the dragon head of the Dragon Vein Mountain Group: "Go over there, I have a way to get out!"

Seeing the direction Chen Wanli pointed, someone among the Taoists of Longhu Mountain suddenly shouted, "Yes, yes, yes, once the headmaster and I came to explore the mountain, it seems that we returned from that direction..."

……

At this time, Yu Ziwen had already appeared in Longhudao Mountain.

He suddenly appeared from behind the Sanqing Hall of Daoshan and staggered out. The people patrolling outside the hall were all shocked when they saw him:

"Brother Yu, how did you do this?"

"Uncle Yu!"

"Hurry, help me go see the headmaster and the supervisor!" Yu Ziwen said hurriedly, regardless of his injuries.

The current head of Longhu Sect, Xu Youfeng, wears a Taoist robe and holds a whisk in his hand. His hair and beard are all white, but he is full of energy, with a youthful face and an air of Taoist immortality.

Supervisor Meng Jiuzhong is in his fifties, with a square face and a stern demeanor.

At this time, both of them were in the meeting hall. Seeing Yu Ziwen being carried in, covered in blood, their expressions changed slightly.

Xu Youfeng flicked his whisk, muttered something, and flicked his fingers to eject a magic pill.

The elixir transformed into a stream of vital energy out of thin air and lingered towards Yu Ziwen's wound.

In an instant, the wounds on his body that were deep enough to reach the bones began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, when it was halfway recovered, an imperceptible stream of grey energy suddenly exploded, blasting the wound into a bloody mist again.

Xu Youfeng's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and then he quickly walked to Yu Ziwen's side, looked at her carefully for a few times, and murmured:

"Chaos energy?"

He uttered only this one sentence and immediately stopped talking, his expression becoming extremely complicated.

After a pause, he continued, "This injury can only be healed slowly! Even though it doesn't cost me my life, I have to endure the pain."

Yu Ziwen twitched her lips, and motioned to the people who had carried her in, "You all go out first. I need to report to the headmaster and the supervisor alone!"

After everyone left, Meng Jiuzhong spoke up, "Where are the other disciples?"

"Master, Supervisor Uncle, I am guilty!" Yu Ziwen struggled to get up and knelt on the ground:

"Master Yang, Master Liu, they are all dead! The rest of the disciples are trapped in Longling Mountain. I risked my life to come back to report the news, but failed to bring back my fellow disciples. Please punish me, venerable ones!"

"???"

"Tell me quickly and in detail!"

Xu Youfeng and Meng Jiuzhong were both shocked.

"Chen Wanli has a close relationship with He Daoyuan. This time he went to ask for medicine but failed. He learned that He Daoyuan was punished and became enemies with Senior Brother Liu Daochang.

Senior Brother Liu got angry and started fighting with him. Senior Uncle Yang was eager to protect his disciple, so he trapped Chen Wanli in the Longling Mountain Formation.

But Chen Wanli was so crazy and unrepentant that he destroyed the place where the founder passed away. Senior Brother Liu tried to stop him and went crazy but was killed.

When I arrived, only Uncle Yang was left. Uncle Yang said that the destruction of the holy place where the founder passed away was a great shame and humiliation, and that only by arresting Chen Wanli could they give an explanation!

Uncle Yang and I followed the trail all the way, but we didn't expect that Chen Wanli found a large tomb in Longling Mountain, and it was destroyed.

We clashed again. Master Yang borrowed the power of the Dragon Spirit, but was killed by Chen Wanli. I, your disciple..."

Yu Ziwen told the story with exaggeration, and every word was full of blood. Adding to his severe injuries, he looked so miserable.

It was as if Chen Wanli came here and crushed Longhu Mountain to the ground.

Meng Jiuzhong was immediately furious: "How dare you bully me, Longhu, to this extent?"

Seeing this, Yu Ziwen breathed a sigh of relief. If Chen Wanli dared to hurt his foundation, he would definitely make Chen Wanli die here.

Xu Youfeng frowned. He knew his disciple. Yu Ziwen had good talent but a narrow mind.

"You just said that Taoist Liu was already dead when you arrived?" Xu Youfeng asked.

"That's right!" Yu Zimin nodded.

"So the first half of what you said was told to you by Master Yang, right?" Xu Youfeng said again.

"Ah?" Yu Ziwen was stunned for a moment, but still nodded: "That's exactly what Master Yang said!"

Xu Youfeng hummed, then his tone became stern: "You abandoned your fellow disciples and are afraid of death. I will issue an order to deprive you of your status as a direct disciple. Do you have any complaints?"

"Ah?" Yu Ziwen didn't expect this to happen. Even Meng Jiuzhong couldn't believe it and said, "Master, this, this punishment is too severe? Ziwen is excusable!"

Yu Ziwen said quickly: "Master, I am not afraid of death. I am in a hurry to come back because I have something to report to you!"

"What could be more important than my disciple's life?" Xu Youfeng snorted coldly.

Yu Ziwen looked grim and kowtowed to the ground: "What I want to report is a hundred times more important than my life or death!"

"Hmph!" Xu Youfeng's expression became increasingly stern, apparently expressing his disappointment with Yu Ziwen.

This cold snort made Yu Ziwen feel that her soul was shaken by mental power.

"Senior brother, don't get angry. Let him speak first. If what he says is wrong, it's not too late to punish him!" Meng Jiuzhong frowned and said.