I, Panda, am super fierce!

Yizhou and Chen also found a way to pass through that passage much faster, but then somehow, the aura in the passage disappeared little by little. part.

As soon as he came out, Yi Zhou took a deep breath, as if a fish landed and returned to the water, the mana in his body automatically swam away, continuously absorbing the surrounding aura, refining and replenishing it into the dantian.

Concentrating on vigilance for a long time makes people physically and mentally exhausted. What he wants to do most now is to change into his original form and have a good sleep, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, this idea can only be suppressed.

Exhaling a breath, Yi Zhou looked up and looked around, accurately distinguishing the person he was looking for from the crowd. He smiled at the person, but he also found something wrong here.

The smell of blood in the air and the bloodstains that have not been cleaned up are telling him that there has been turmoil here.

"Wow, what's going on here." Chen Yi also saw those scenes, and exclaimed in a low voice beside him.

He actually wanted to ask if Gui Yuanzong had been attacked?But in the end, other people's territory, he can only complain in his heart.

Yi Zhou shook his head, didn't agree with the senior brother's words, and met the person who was walking towards him. When the distance between the two was two feet away, they each stopped. He glanced at his chest and called, "Master."

Si Heng let out a "hmm", grabbed the wrist that was about to retract, looked him up and down, and then seemed to be relieved: "No injury."

"No injury." Yi Zhou moved closer to him and asked, "What happened here?"

"I'll tell you later." Si Heng walked back with the people, nodded to the others, and motioned Chen Yi to talk about what happened in the trial.

Chen was also a little surprised, but still made it clear.

When he heard him describe the murals inside, one of them frowned.

He thought for a long time, and then said with some hesitation: "I seem to have heard the description of my nephew. Before the Dao Demon War, the Demonic Way had not disappeared from the East Road. At that time, there were several mortal countries who believed in the Demonic Way. Burn incense and set up an altar, praying for the ancestors of the demonic way to descend the Dharma.

And the result afterwards was also the same as what the two nephews saw. Solving a disaster will always lead to more serious consequences. People in the devil way just use the resentment of unjust souls to cultivate. "

"It's unreasonable." As soon as he finished speaking, the leader of the Taixuan Sect slapped him down, and the ground paved with lapis lazuli was shattered by the vigor. He glared at Wei Silu, waved his sleeves and walked into the trial ground go.

"Fellow Taoist, wait a minute." Wei Silu quickly followed, and while chasing back, he explained to the others: "This is definitely the work of those rebels. My sect originally wanted to use the secret realm left by Taoist Qingmu."

"Now is not the time to talk about this, let's rescue people first."

Although the secret realm used for the trial was stolen by someone, the things aimed at the golden core stage monks could not trouble a group of supernatural powers. They brought everyone out after a short while.

Fortunately, no one died inside, but all suffered minor or serious injuries.

As the source of this matter, Gui Yuanzong was naturally responsible for the treatment of these monks. Wei Silu took out the elixir from the storage bag and distributed it to all the monks.

Cheng Xi took the elixir, swallowed it, and walked outside regardless of the wounds all over his body.

"Where is this little friend going?" Wei Chen held him back.

Gui Yuanzong was almost put on fire now. They were walking on thin ice in every word and deed. The young man in front of him was obviously seriously injured. If something happened to him at this time, it would be even more difficult to say.

Cheng Xi looked at the cuff that was caught, turned back to face Wei Chen, stretched out his finger in one direction, and said coldly: "Go back."

The place he was referring to was the place where the middle-level sects gathered. Unlike the small sects, there was no self-defense, so there were fewer casualties, but no matter how few, it was impossible to be unscathed.

Cheng Xi was very anxious, years of upbringing barely kept him calm, he stared into Wei Chen's eyes, and asked word by word: "Senior, can you let me go?"

Obviously he is a junior with a much lower level of cultivation than himself, but Wei Chen couldn't put on the posture of a senior. He smiled embarrassingly, and let go of the boy's sleeves: "Then go quickly, my friend, if you need help, Just come and find me."

Cheng Xi glanced at him, turned around and left without saying anything.

He had a bad premonition in his heart, and the closer he got to those people in the sect, the stronger this feeling became.

"Senior brother."

As he got closer, someone finally spotted him, and a senior brother he knew came up: "Your brother, are you back? How about the trial?"

"It's okay." Cheng Xi said two words briefly, bypassing that senior brother, and wanted to move forward.

"Hey!" The senior brother stopped him, and asked another question: "Why didn't the junior brother tell you about the results of the trial? It's a mess here, and we didn't pay attention."

"No result." Cheng Xi turned around, took off his senior brother's hand, and interrupted him when he was about to speak: "Is that my father inside?"

There is always some connection between father and son, not to mention that for monks, eyes are far less useful than consciousness.

Cheng Xi had already seen the scene inside clearly.

Knowing that he couldn't hide it, the senior brother no longer made useless contributions. The relaxed look on his face disappeared, and he said to Cheng Xi: "Master uncle and the others are currently treating them, but they don't know the reason yet."

"Yeah." Cheng Xi stepped forward, and the crowd automatically gave way to him. He walked in, but didn't step forward. He just clenched his fists and watched the movements of the elders in the door.

Those people all had embarrassing expressions on their faces. After discussing for a long time, they couldn't agree on the medicine. Chengxi endured and endured, and finally took advantage of one of them to stand up and walked over to ask: "Master, my father..."

"Don't worry." Uncle Shi patted him on the shoulder, and went back to discuss countermeasures with others.

The Valley Master of Wangyue Valley was laid flat on the couch, his eyes were closed tightly, and his face was peaceful, as if he was just asleep.

Cheng Xi squatted down beside him, but he didn't dare to touch him, fearing that something would happen if he touched him.

A group of people next to them talked for a while, and finally came up with a temporary solution. One person set up a medicine stove and started decocting the medicine, and the rest of them went out to protect the Dharma.

The tension in my heart loosened a little, and someone finally noticed Cheng Xi's situation.

Cheng Xi was seriously injured, his face was as pale as paper, and under the broken cassock, there were deep bone wounds everywhere.

The uncle who was talking to him before stepped forward and knelt down to check his pulse.

"What happened to this?" The sect of the established medical school, the monks in the sect have seen many injuries, and they have long been calm. The injuries on Chengxi's body look scary, but they can be recovered after a period of recuperation. After all, he saw the younger generation since he was a child. Although the uncle didn't show it, he felt a little distressed.

Cheng Xi shook his head. He didn't know that since he took the fork in the road, there were dangers everywhere, and he would die if he didn't pay attention.

He once wondered if other roads would be easier, but based on what he saw just now, it might be the same.

Seeing his uncle making medicine for him, Cheng Xi thought for a while and asked, "Uncle, what's wrong here?"

While moving his hands, the master uncle told Cheng Xi what happened before in a few words.

Cheng Xi didn't expect so many things to happen in just a short while, looking at the end of his sight, he asked in a low voice: "Then when can we go out?"

The uncle shook his head and sighed: "I don't know."

Although Wei Jing and his group were captured, Wei Silu and the others suspected that someone had sneaked into the crowd, so after they were caught, another formation rose outside.

This formation was jointly set up by more than a dozen monks who transformed themselves into gods. In addition to being allowed to enter and not allowed to exit, it can also sense the existence of demonic energy.

Although many people were dissatisfied with this practice, the other five factions did not say anything, and they did not dare to interrupt at will.

"The weak eat the strong, I can't wait to be someone else's fish, what can I do." The uncle sighed, poured the medicinal juice into a bowl, and handed it to Cheng Xi: "Drink it."

The medicine juice in the bowl was so dark that it couldn't see through, and there was a strange smell rushing towards him. Normally, Chengxi would turn around and leave in disgust, but this time he simply took it, and drank the medicine in one gulp.

His abnormality was noticed by others, the uncle took the bowl, let out a long sigh, and patted him on the shoulder: "You should grow up, after all, your father..."

"It's going to be fine." Cheng Xi said, facing his uncle, he repeated: "It's going to be fine."

……

Everyone over there was rescued, so Wei Silu urged him to meet the head of Guiyuanzong.

Everyone agrees, but they are worried that there are people with demonic ways lurking in it, so they decided to keep a few people to look after them.

"Junior Sister and I will stay here." The female cultivator from Li Hentian said, facing the eyes of everyone looking over, she smiled gently: "Junior Sister and my exercises complement each other, and combining them together is even more powerful. With the two of us, it should be enough."

"What if too many people come?" Si Heng asked.

The female cultivator denied it without even thinking about it: "No."

In the face of other people's suspicious gazes, her expression remained unchanged, and she only hesitated for a moment before finding a reasonable excuse: "Cultivation cultivators are rare, and it is impossible for the Demonic Dao to send too many at once."

"It makes sense."

Hearing this, the female cultivator's eyes lit up, but before he could be happy, Si Heng said again: "Leave a person from each faction, and don't worry if you have your own family to take care of you."

"What Fellow Daoist said is true." This time, before the female cultivator could speak, the others joined forces and decided on their respective candidates as quickly as possible.

"Which one will Li Hentian want to keep?" Si Heng turned his head and asked after everyone had been selected.

"I..." The nun originally wanted to say that both of them would stay, but facing the pair of insightful eyes on the opposite side, she felt a little panic for no reason.

With a smile on her face, the female cultivator pushed the people around her: "Junior Sister, let's go."

Her junior sister was suddenly pushed out, and after being surprised, she secretly hated her, but before they could evade, Si Heng nodded: "Then let's go."

The others had no objection to his words and each followed.

Before leaving, Si Heng threw something to Yi Zhou and said to him, "Wait for me to come back."

Yi Zhou nodded, and opened the long brocade box in his hand after the people left.

Inside the brocade box is a villain of about seven or eight inches, complete with eyes, ears and limbs, portrayed lifelike.

He was wearing a robe with light blue cloud patterns on a white background, and his head was full of blue silk tied in a red jade hair crown on a black background. His expression was cold, like a banished immortal.

Exactly the same as the one who just left.

The things given to him during this period of time cannot only be used for playing, Yi Zhou knew it in his heart, but he couldn't help but take out the villains like himself and put them side by side with the master villains.

As soon as the two villains approached, the villain master slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed the one next to him.

Yi Zhou was startled, and looked around like a thief, but seeing no one was paying attention, he quickly separated the two villains, threw his own one into the storage bag, and put the master villain in his chest.

He patted his chest, felt a slight struggle inside, and said, "Master, be good."