Reborn before the murdered wife preached

More and more demon cultivators were tied up by chains and dragged into the underworld. The expression on the face of the demon king Hei Gui, who had been waiting outside Qingyun Sect, waiting for his demon generals to kill Feng Xuanxuan, became more and more solemn!

Why did the ghost from the underworld appear in Qingyun Sect!

Why do we have to capture the demons, interfere with the affairs of the demon world, and intervene in the affairs between the demon world and the immortal world! ?

Should he report this matter to the Demon Lord Netherworld?

"Damn Ling Xiao! Damn the ghost messenger from the underworld!"

After leaving behind these words, Demon Lord Black Ghost left and disappeared outside Qingyun Sect.

He must contact the Demon Lord, His Highness the Netherworld, and tell him that the ghost messenger has locked away the souls of their demon clan.

In the Qingyun Sect, when the last demon cultivator's soul was dragged into the underworld by the ghost messenger, Lingxiao Sword Master bowed to the person next to him and expressed his sincere gratitude.

"Thank you, Your Majesty Yan Luo, for your help."

The figure, invisible to ordinary mortals, stroked his chin and looked at a place below, and said casually, "It's just a small matter."

"However, the little disciple under you is quite interesting." The figure, who was respectfully called His Majesty Yama by Ling Xiaojian, pointed casually to the place where the disciples of Yaofeng gathered.

Lingxiao Jianzun looked at the disciple of Yaofeng pointed by His Majesty Yanluo and nodded gently, "She is Feng Xuanxuan, a disciple of our Yaofeng, and a younger disciple of Yin Qingxianjun in the lower world."

Although I don’t know why His Majesty Yama noticed Feng Xuanxuan, it wouldn’t be a bad thing to establish a relationship between her and Immortal Lord Yin Qing.

If something really happened, His Majesty Yama should not go too far for the sake of the Immortal King of the Immortal Realm.

And this Lord Yama who was here looked at Feng Xuanxuan with amusement. He had long recognized that she was not an ordinary mortal.

When he heard the name of Immortal Lord Yin Qing from Ling Xiao, he understood it even more!

This is the unlucky guy who accompanied the one who came down to earth to reincarnate and overcome the tribulation!

You can’t be a fairy anymore, you have to practice all over again from the beginning and walk the path of becoming a fairy as a mortal.

Fortunately, he was open-minded and did not insist on going to the fairyland to become a fairy king, but stayed in the underworld to become the King of Hell. Although there were many Yama Lords with the same status as him, none of them were as bad as the fairyland!

"Poor thing, poor thing!"

"Now that the matter is done, I will take the ghost messengers back to the underworld." His Majesty Yama glanced at Feng Xuanxuan, felt pity for her experience for a moment, and then said softly.

"The Qingyun Sect of the Immortal Cultivation Realm respectfully sends His Majesty Yama Luo off."

Lingxiao Sword Master bowed his head respectfully and waited until the figure of His Majesty Yama completely disappeared from his sight before he stood up straight.

As for who this Lord Yama said this was pitiful for, Ling Xiao Jian Zun didn't know and didn't want to guess.

He is the Lingxiao Sword Master of Qingyun Sect, so naturally he has to ensure the safety of the disciples of Qingyun Sect and eliminate the evil cultivators who have infiltrated Qingyun Sect.

Qingyun Sect is the number one sect in the world of immortal cultivation, and it is our responsibility to safeguard the safety of the world of immortal cultivation!

Drive the demon cultivators who sneaked into the world of immortal cultivation back to the world of demons!

Feng Xuanxuan looked up at the sky above the square. It was clear that only Ling Xiao Jian Zun was standing there. For some reason, she always felt that someone was looking at her from that place. Could it be Ling Xiao Jian Zun?

Taoist Qian Qing looked at his disciple Feng Xuanxuan, who seemed a little absent-minded, and asked softly, "What are you thinking about?"

"What are you still looking at?" As he said that, Taoist Qian Qing followed Feng Xuanxuan's gaze and saw Ling Xiao Jian Zun standing in mid-air.

Lingxiao Sword Master?

Why did the disciple suddenly look at him? Although Ling Xiao Jian Zun looked young, he already had two grandchildren, so he was not suitable to be his disciple!

Taoist Qian Qing took a few steps casually, blocking Feng Xuanxuan's view of Lingxiao Sword Master.

Feng Xuanxuan's view was suddenly blocked by someone. Just as she was about to move her feet and look up a few more times, she noticed that the person blocking her view was her master Qian Qing Daojun.

"What's wrong, Master?" Feng Xuanxuan looked at Qian Qing Daojun in front of her and asked with concern.

"Cough cough!"

Daoist Qian Qing coughed twice and looked at Feng Xuanxuan gently, "The matter of the demon cultivators has been resolved. The sect competition will begin soon. Are you ready?"

Feng Xuanxuan frowned slightly when she heard Daoist Qian Qing's question, and asked Daoist Qian Qing, "Master, do you think I can beat the disciples of Jianfeng?"

"Ah? Are you talking about this?" Qian Qingdaojun laughed awkwardly a few times, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it to Feng Xuanxuan.

"Don't get hurt during the sect competition. If you get hurt... just take one pill!"

Feng Xuanxuan took it, opened it and took a look, then immediately closed it. However, the aroma of the top-grade elixir emanating from the bottle was soon smelled by the disciples behind Feng Xuanxuan.

"Senior Sister! What's in your hand..." The disciple who was pulled over by Feng Xuanxuan and escaped the disaster looked at the top-grade healing pill in Feng Xuanxuan's hand in surprise.

Feng Xuanxuan signaled the other party to speak more quietly and pulled him to the disciples who were preparing to participate in the sect competition.

The eight people all looked at Feng Xuanxuan and the porcelain bottle in her hand.

Feng Xuanxuan counted the number of people and found that one was missing. There was nothing she could do, because that disciple had been possessed by a demon cultivator and had died long ago.

The corpse that was left behind was also ignited by Taoist Qian Qing with spiritual fire, and the ashes were blown away by the wind to an unknown place in the world of immortal cultivation.

"My fellow disciples, my master, Daoist Qian Qing, who is also the master of our Yaofeng, just gave me a bottle of top-grade healing medicine and asked me to distribute it to the disciples who are willing to participate in the sect competition!" Feng Xuanxuan's voice became slightly higher.

Not only the disciples in front of her who were participating in the sect competition, but also several Yaofeng disciples in the late foundation building stage beside them could hear it.

When all the disciples heard Feng Xuanxuan talking about the top-grade healing elixir, their eyes lit up. However, when they heard that it was for the disciples who came to participate in the sect competition, everyone subconsciously took a step back.

Feng Xuanxuan glared at the people in front of her and said angrily, "Those disciples hid because they didn't want to participate in the sect competition. Why are you who are participating in the sect competition hiding? Don't you want this top-grade healing pill?"

Several people looked at each other for a few seconds, and finally Yichen walked up to Feng Xuanxuan and stretched out a hand holding an empty porcelain bottle, "Thank you, Peak Master, thank you, Senior Sister."

"Yeah!" Feng Xuanxuan nodded with satisfaction, and poured a top-grade healing pill from the porcelain bottle in her hand into Yichen's empty porcelain bottle.

The moment the porcelain bottle was opened, the aroma of medicine wafted out, attracting the surrounding Qingyun Sect disciples to look over.

Zhu Linbao and Cui Xinyuan looked at each other, walked forward, each took out an empty porcelain bottle and handed it to Feng Xuanxuan.

Feng Xuanxuan didn't say anything, but opened her porcelain bottle and poured a top-grade healing pill into each of them.

This time the medicinal fragrance lasted longer, and the Qingyun Sect disciples who were watching nearby unconsciously took a step closer.

Feng Xuanxuan smiled and then looked at the others, "Don't you guys want it?"

The first one who couldn't help himself was the disciple who was saved by Feng Xuanxuan. He took out an empty porcelain bottle and looked at the top-grade healing pill in Feng Xuanxuan's hand with enthusiastic eyes.

The remaining people could no longer hold on and walked in front of Feng Xuanxuan, each holding an empty porcelain bottle in their hands.

After putting a top-grade healing pill into the last disciple's porcelain bottle, Feng Xuanxuan still had two pills left in her hand.

She shook the bottle of pills in her hand and looked at the Foundation Establishment disciple from Yaofeng who she had noticed getting closer and closer.

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